This Lord is Too Cruel: 189 You are defending yourself like a jade for her

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Master is too cruel, 189 you are defending her like a jade

The women in white clothes in the air were scattered and landed on the ground. Shu Chi Wuyan

Feng Aotian's phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and she looked at the black shadow in front of her with coldness.

The nine princesses raised their eyes, looked at the person in front of them, and quickly got up from the ground. Because of the injury, they were a little vain, bowed slightly, and stood behind the black shadow, very respectful.

Wei Zimo raised his eyes and looked at the person in front of him. A gloom flashed through his cold eyes, and the hand holding Feng Aotian was tight. Even though he had put down the past, when he really saw the person in front of him, There is still some fear, after all, this person has affected his life for 20 years, and he cannot be indifferent so quickly.

"The Emperor Yuluo is really at ease, leaving a huge country aside, with such a leisurely sentiment, he has rushed to my harem several times, and he is really free to come and go, and I don't put the monarch of this country in my eyes." Feng Aotian sneered at the corner of his mouth, staring directly at the black shadow in front of him.

"Yours is not mine." Gong Yimin stood with his hand in his hand, wearing a ghost mask, only revealing a pair of cold eyes, revealing the coldness that has not changed for thousands of years. The meaning of the words is clearly Tell Feng Aotian that he is the master of this world, and I alone dominate.

Feng Aotian suddenly laughed, looked sideways, took Wei Zimo's hand, lowered his head, and dropped a light kiss on the back of his hand. Without the annoyance and murder of the past, he turned sideways, holding Wei The green silk in front of Zi Mo's forehead pulled away, his movements were extremely gentle, and his tone was indifferent. "The Yuluo Emperor will still take your people away. As for whether my things are not yours, it seems too early now."

"Then I will wait and see." Gong Yimin said in a deep voice, leading the nine princesses and disappearing in a flash.

Feng Aotian looked at Wei Zimo, "There is a master, even if you have to face it, the master will accompany you to face it."

Wei Zimo looked at her, raised his hand, embraced her in his arms, and hugged her tightly, "Now I think it feels good to hold her like this."

Feng Aotian's mouth raised a light smile, "Then you will hold it forever."

Wei Zimo nodded, "Okay." Meteor raised his eyes, looked at the two people in front of him, and shook his head. He felt that his cleverness was really useless. Then he turned his eyes and saw God. The dog is coming slowly.

He stepped forward, squatted next to the dog, and touched its head, "I can remember the foot of your talent."

The dog was disapproving, holding its haughty head high, and continued to walk forward.

Meteor looked at it with a full-fledged appearance, got up, raised his own little boxer, drew hands and feet behind it, and then strode forward on the meteor ground, passed it, and stood in front of Feng Aotian.

Feng Aotian held Wei Zimo's hand and looked down, watching Meteor looking at her with a smile, "Holy Lord, the nine princesses will not be out for a long time."

"Yeah." Feng Aotian nodded, "She came to look for Lingyu to improve her skill, but unfortunately, Shi Cai, although she has not completely abolished her, but in a short time, she will not appear again. "

"But, she will appear sooner or later, what should I do with the meteor?" Meteor is a bit distressed, and everything in the world is mutually restrained. Even if he has spiritual protection, his nemesis is the evil jade sword.

Feng Aotian touched his head, turned his eyes, looked at the dog, "Is there a dog?"

Meteor looked down and looked at the dog, frowning even more, "Can you change one?"

The dog snorted coldly. It has become a protection for him now. It hasn't yelled aggrieved, but he was aggrieved.

Feng Aotian looked sideways and looked at him, "Yes, you can go back now."

Meteor lowered his head, reluctantly replied, "Hey, all right."

The dog turned his head, not looking at the meteor at all.

Meteor rolled his eyes steadily. In fact, he was anxious for the dog to accompany him. Shi Cai asked so, just to see if the dog would refuse.

Now, seeing that the dog has no objection, I feel relieved, but there is still a look of resentment on his face.

Of course Feng Aotian knows, what does Meteor think? However, seeing that he feels better now, he let him be careful.

Wei Zimo was jealous of Gong Yimin in his heart, and Shi Cai's words always lingered in his own mind. He raised his eyes and looked at Feng Aotian, always feeling that there was something between them. Some kind of relationship.

Feng Aotian looked at him, "What are you thinking about?"

At this time, the two of them have already gone to the Floating Dream Palace, Wei Zimo sat on the soft couch, a little unconscious.

"Did you know him before?" Wei Zimo raised his eyes, looked at her, and asked.

"What do you want to know?" Feng Aotian knew that he was most sensitive to things around him, because he was afraid of being hurt.

"I just think that he let me come to Fengqi country, as if he was planning something." Wei Zimo never believed that Gong Yimin would let him go, as he said last time, even if he He can't escape his control if he leaves.

Feng Aotian shook his hand, "You look at the Lord."

Wei Zimo raised his eyes, a pair of beautiful eyes filled with confusion, just staring at her blankly.

"From now on, you will not be alone, and I will be with you by your side." Feng Aotian said with determination in his phoenix eyes.

Wei Zimo’s heart was slowly moved. He looked at her for a long time. Over the years, he shut out all those who tried to approach him. He just didn’t want to suffer any harm. He would rather Bear it alone, and don't want others to see his weakness.

However, at this moment, a person held his hand and told him that no matter what happened in the future, he would not suffer alone, and his heart trembled uncontrollably next to him.

Meteor hiding outside the hall, secretly watching the situation inside the hall, looking down, looking at the dog, and whispering, "The Holy Lord has a way."

The dog raised his head, very proud. That is natural. Otherwise, how could he become the king of command?

The corner of Meteor's mouth curled, looking at its proud look, and sighed quietly, "I don't know when the little white snake will wake up."

The dog is a little dissatisfied, "In front of me, can you not always mention others."

Meteor raised his hand and suddenly grabbed its shaggy black long hair, "I like it, I am willing."

The dog shook his body to avoid being poisoned by his beautiful long hair, and then stay away from him.

Meteor sees the dog and does not wait to see him. He pouted the corners of his mouth and looked at it, "If it was a little white snake, you wouldn't despise me like this."

The **** dog stared at his dark eyes, "Nonsense, does the little white snake have long hair for you to pull?"

Meteor snorted coldly, "But, it can be bullied by me."

"A fool will bully you." The dog gave him a white look, then turned and walked out.

When Meteor saw that he was leaving, he hurriedly followed, and as he walked, he didn't forget to nag.

Wei Zimo didn't speak for a long time, but looked at her blankly like this, "You will really be with me and won't let go of my hand?"

Feng Aotian knew that he was approaching her unknowingly, and shaking, she chuckled, "I will do what I say."

"Okay." Wei Zimo seemed to have made the biggest decision of his life. He raised his hand and lifted his veil.

Feng Aotian shook his hand, "Hold on."

"Are you sorry?" Wei Zimo's wrist was held by her, and his eyes were cold.

"The last time we were married, the wedding night of you and my bridal chamber ended without a problem. When you wait for the real wedding night with you, you will reveal it again, how about?" Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows, clenched his hands, and smiled. Said.

Wei Zimo listened to her, looked down, thinking about what happened that night, his mind moved, and said slightly, "Okay."

Feng Aotian suddenly leaned over, leaned close to his face, raised his eyes, and looked at him, "Are you shy?"

Wei Zimo turned his head, not to see her, "No."

Feng Aotian smiled, "Do you know what to do in the bridal night?"

Wei Zimo nodded and said, "However, I will not be the one who will take over."

When Feng Aotian heard this, he raised his head and smiled happily, "I always dominate."

Wei Zimo looked into the distance and wondered what happened to him? Even discussing such a problem.

Feng Aotian saw him doing this, and then got up, "After a day of tossing, you will take a good break from the meeting, and I will return."

Wei Zimo raised his eyes and looked at her. Shicai still doesn’t distinguish between you and me. Now, he calls "Master". He deliberately grabbed her hand, "I just said to stay with me so quickly. Gone?"

Feng Aotian lowered his head and looked at him, "Master has important business."

"Who shall I meet?" Wei Zimo looked at her, his tone becoming a little cold.

Feng Aotian leaned over and stared at him, "I really opened my eyes today, this cold beauty is still shy and jealous."

Wei Zimo snorted coldly, "Who is jealous? Who is shy? Just ask."

Feng Aotian can't help feeling that he is becoming more and more cute, "You follow the master."

Although Wei Zimo can accept her by his side now, but the others are inevitably a little uncomfortable. He originally wanted to refuse, but the ghosts and gods agreed. When he said it, he even said that I feel incredible, "Okay."

Feng Aotian smiled triumphantly, took his hand and walked out of the Floating Dream Palace, and after a while, he walked to the Imperial Palace.

Lan Jingshu and Gu Yefeng are already in the hall.

Feng Aotian looked at them, "Can you hold it these days?"

Lan Jingshu looked down, bowed and answered, "The emperor, are you going to travel far?"

Feng Aotian nodded and said, "Three days later, if the Lord is going to leave for nine days, these days when the Lord is absent, we will rely on you both in this court."

Lan Jingshu was slightly startled, "Where is the emperor going?"

She looked sideways, looked at Wei Zimo, and then at Lan Jingshu and Gu Yefeng, without any concealment, "Master is going to accompany Han Jin, those few days are the hardest days for him, if he doesn't go , I'm afraid he can't make it through."

"The emperor, if he survives, will he return sooner?" Lan Jingshu couldn't help being a little happy when he heard about Mu Hanjin's news.

"Yeah." Feng Aotian nodded, "This is just the second death, nine deaths a lifetime, and seven deaths, fatal again and again."

Although Lan Jingshu doesn’t know what Mu Hanjin is suffering from, she can know from Feng Aotian’s tone that it must be extremely dangerous. She remembered the days when the two of them were supported together in the Regent Palace, and then Replied, "The emperor can rest assured, the minister will do his best."

Feng Aotian nodded and said, "Okay, I feel at ease with you by my side."

Gu Yefeng has been silent. He looked at her. From the first time he saw her, to this day, too many variables have occurred, and every time, there is no danger. He always sees her A person alone supports the situation in front of him. No matter how strong the person is, he will fall down. Now he wants to do his best. Although it is meager, he can at least share some of her.

Feng Aotian looked at Gu Yefeng, "How can you be so silent today."

"The minister obeyed!" Gu Yefeng looked down and answered respectfully.

Feng Aotian clicked the corner of his mouth and looked at his serious appearance, feeling relieved. Turning around, he looked at Wei Zimo, now looking at him with a gloomy face.

Feng Aotian lifted his chin, "Do you want to go with him?"

Wei Zimo turned her head and avoided her hand, "Don't go."

"Then stay here and wait for the Lord." Feng Aotian whispered.

"No." Wei Zimo rebuffed decisively, then got up, "I'm tired."

Speaking, he walked out.

When Feng Aotian saw him angry, she couldn't help but feel a headache. She knew what he was angry with now, but she had to do many things, and Han Jin was very important in her heart.

She flew down in front of him, raised her hands, and held his shoulders, "If you are worried that I will not go back, follow me."

Wei Zimo raised his hand, waved her hands away, and continued to walk forward.

Feng Aotian stood there, looking at him, "If you dare to take another step, try!"

Wei Zimo paused and continued to walk forward. He just lifted a step, his feet didn't fall, and his back hurt, so he clicked on the acupuncture point and couldn't move. He closed his eyes and forced to break the acupuncture point.

Feng Aotian slowly stepped forward, stood in front of him, and embraced him in his arms, "Master likes you to play your temper, which means you care about Master."

Wei Zimo felt her embrace, opened his eyes and looked at her, "Who cares about you."

Feng Aotian waved his fingertips lightly, his acupuncture points were unlocked, raised his hand, pushed Feng Aotian vigorously, and then walked forward.

Feng Aotian knew that he was not really angry, but deliberately playing tricks, telling her that he would care too and would want to rely on someone.

She shook her head, watched him leave, then turned around, and went back to the Imperial Palace.

Wei Zimo continued to move forward, with an unnatural smile on the corners of her mouth, and she walked lightly, because she just drew a word of heart on his palm when she was holding him in her arms.

Lan Jingshu and Gu Yefeng looked at each other, and saw Feng Aotian entering the house alone, "The emperor, the three emperors... is Hou Ye angry?"

Feng Aotian nodded, "It's okay."

Lan Jingshu saw Feng Aotian's face faintly. He didn't think he was really angry, so he stopped asking more questions, but turned around, pushed Gu Yefeng to the study, and continued to review the memorial.

Feng Aotian also participated immediately, "How is Yi Mu's body?"

"My complexion is better today, but I am still very weak." Gu Yefeng replied while flipping through the memorial.

Listening to his tone, Feng Aotian felt that he is becoming more mature now, and the smile on the corner of his mouth is getting thicker. She looked at him, "These days, let him rest well."

"Yes." Gu Yefeng replied, raising his eyes and watching her with a small smile on the corners of her mouth. His clear eyes were overflowing with soft light, and he kept busy.

Lan Jingshu looked at the two people in front of him, as if time had gone back to the past. He remembered that Han Jin was there, and Wang An was still awake. They gathered together, reviewing the memorials, and occasionally joking. , Such a day is really pleasant.

"What happened to Leng Peihan?" Feng Aotian asked immediately.

"She will take office today and her complexion has improved a lot." Lan Jingshu replied warmly.

"Well, that girl, she has to work hard." Feng Aotian has already planned, "Let her not have to go to the police station tomorrow, go to the Xishan military camp, tell Yi Yang, let She drills with other soldiers. After three months, if she doesn’t pass the test, she will sit together and return to her hometown directly."

"Yes." Lan Jingshu raised his eyes, looked at Feng Aotian, and responded with a smile. In fact, he also wants to hone, but it's a pity that he can't get away now.

Feng Aotian looked at him, "Lord likes the way you are now. As for martial arts, it doesn't matter whether you will or not."

Lan Jingshu was guessed by Feng Aotian. He looked down and said, "The minister understands."

Feng Aotian shook his hand, "Isn't it to blame the Lord for neglecting you these few days?"

Lan Jingshu shook his head and said, "As long as everything is well with the emperor."

Feng Aotian chuckled, "Master knew you would say that."

Gu Yefeng was seriously reviewing the memorial. If Su Ri looked at the two sweethearts in front of him, he would have long been unable to control his own mouths and began to verbalize, but now, he is deaf, as if not in front of him These two people exist in general.

The dog was drowsy when he returned to the Emperor's Sleeping Hall. When Meteor saw that it ignored his love, he fell to one side and fell asleep.

It was late at night, after Feng Aotian reviewed the last paper, he looked at the two in front of him and said, "I have dinner with my master."

"Yes." Lan Jingshu nodded, and got off the soft couch. The three of them left the study and walked to the table. Si Xi had already prepared dinner.

Wei Zimo returned to the Floating Dream Palace and was busy with business, and then went to the restaurant. Now he is sitting in the restaurant, watching the news coming from everywhere.

The shopkeeper outside the bead curtain stood with his head down, awaiting orders.

Wei Zimo flipped through the account book, raised his eyes, and looked at him, "The account book of Yuluo Kingdom is wrong."

"The old slave has carefully checked all the accounts submitted, and no problems have been found." The shopkeeper beside him is a close friend of Wei Zimo, who has been serving him all the time.

He looked at the secret letter in his hand, "On the day I left, Yuluo's economy was out of my control. The account book inside seemed to be fine on the surface, but it was just an empty shelf."

"If this is the case, what else?" The shopkeeper raised his eyes, glanced at Wei Zimo who was sitting inside the curtain, and asked in a low voice.

"Now, I have only half of the industry left in my hands, and there is a tendency to be swallowed up by him." Wei Zimo continued.

"His Royal Highness, the remaining half and 50% belong to Young Master Xing." The shopkeeper raised his eyes and looked at him and said.

"Uncle Qi, in this half, there must be people he planted, and they were completely wiped out before they even started." Wei Zimo's cold eyes were filled with murderous air.

"Yes, this old slave will do it." The shopkeeper quickly responded.

Wei Zimo pondered for a moment, then said, "Let Mo Yunge take action if necessary."

"Yes." The shopkeeper knew that now that the life and death are at stake, if even half of the property cannot be saved, then something will happen to your Highness, and Mo Yunge is the last killer.

There are three major pavilions today, namely Soul Eater Pavilion, Moyan Pavilion, and Moyun Pavilion. The Soul Eater Pavilion was destroyed in Feng Aoyun’s hands, but it was still there. Finally, it was taken by Feng Aotian. Closed, Mo Yan Pavilion is in the hands of Ye Meixi, and Mo Yun Pavilion is the largest of the three pavilions. The world only knows Mo Yun Pavilion, but who is the pavilion owner of Mo Yun Pavilion? I have never seen people in Moyun Pavilion haunt the rivers and lakes, so there is a saying in the rivers and lakes, "Mo Yun moves, the situation changes."

Similarly, at this time, Xing Wuyun also received the news that he was lying comfortably on the soft couch, drinking wine, looking at the letter paper in his hand, and the corner of his mouth ticked, "This is just the beginning."

No wind came in and looked at him, "The syphilis has been controlled. When will I leave?"

Xing Wuyun looked at him, "Wait, don't worry."

No wind immediately sat down, "Don't you want to go back soon?"

"Now the show has just begun. If I go back, wouldn't it be a pity." Xing Wuyun then poured a glass of wine and placed it in front of him.

No wind picked up the wine glass and sniffed lightly, "Where did you get it from?"

"From my master." Xing Wuyun replied unhurriedly.

"How many masters do you have?" Wufeng smiled, "Be careful to let the old man hear you."

Xing Wuyun chuckled his lips and smiled, "He doesn't know which old way he is playing against now, so he has no time to take care of me."

"That's true." Wufeng was noncommittal, raised his head and drank it, the mouth was sweet, but not very strong, "How can this wine have medicinal properties?"

"I haven't healed from my injury, so I can keep myself healthy with this wine." Xing Wuyun continued.

He went forward and looked at Xing Wuyun, "Let me see?"

"This can't work." Xing Wuyun quickly gathered her own robe, "If she knows about it, she will definitely be jealous."

"Who is that?" asked the windlessly.

"Naturally, he is the person in my son's heart." Xing Wuyun narrowed his peachy eyes, which was very attractive.

No wind raised her eyes, Su Ri's indifferent eyes, now she couldn't help showing a surprised look, "Are you defending her body like a jade?"

"If you say that, then it is." Xing Wuyun undeniably responded.

Wufeng couldn't help taking a breath and looked at him, "It seems that you are poisoned."

Xing Wuyun raised his eyebrows and looked at him, "I am willing."

Wufeng listened to his words and shook his head, "If you say so, I will see what sacredness is to make you, a bohemian, be able to correct evil?"

Xing Wuyun looked at him, "I can't see him."

"Why?" Wufeng asked, looking at him.

"If you saw it and fell in love, I wouldn't follow it." Xing Wuyun knew Feng Aotian's charm, and he didn't want to have her with him.

Seeing that he was so nervous, Wufeng sighed helplessly, "If you don't see it, you won't see."

Xing Wuyun smiled, "Drinking."

Windless raised the glass and drank with him, looking at him funny.

Feng Aotian stopped dinner, Lan Jingshu and Gu Yefeng quit.

She stepped up and walked out, and Meteor hurriedly followed.

"Holy Lord, Meteor will also go to the Wind Race." Meteor said, pulling her sleeve.

"Do you want to see Little White Snake?" Feng Aotian asked, looking down at him.

"Hmm." Meteor nodded.

"It's cultivating now, you shouldn't bother it too often. When the golden scroll opens, you can go again." Feng Aotian touched Meteor's head, obviously, seeing the eyes of the dog Unhappy.

Meteor nodded, then turned around and sat quietly beside the dog, obviously a little unhappy.

Feng Aotian looked at him amused, then lifted up, left the palace, and walked to Feng Clan.

Mu Hanjin is now lying on the bed, her complexion is much better, and her body is much better than before. He tried to get off the bed, propped on one side, and walked step by step. There are still three days left. In the second death, when he thought of a strange woman... his heart felt like tears. He couldn't guarantee that he would not be able to sustain it since then.

He walked along the bed and slowly moved to the window, looking through the window, looking at the moonlight, his graceful and water-like figure, revealing a faint sadness.

When Feng Aotian walked into the house, she saw him looking out of the window in a daze, her mouth twitched, and she stepped forward. Since his back was wrapped around him, she felt the coldness of him. She The brows frowned slightly, "You just recovered a little bit, so let's blow the air here?"

Mu Hanjin felt the warmth behind him, he condensed his mind, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, "Lying for too long, I want to walk around."

Feng Aotian nodded, "I should walk around, otherwise, how can I have strength then."

Mu Hanjin smiled bitterly, turned around and looked at her, "The emperor, if the minister is not clean, would you still want a minister?"

"Why is it not clean?" Feng Aotian rubbed his chin and gently sucked on his lips.

Mu Hanjin softened, leaned on the window sill, looked down at her, "This second death..."

Feng Aotian squeezed his hand, "Master will be with you."

Mu Hanjin couldn't help sighing, "Does the emperor mind at all?"

"Mind what?" Feng Aotian asked knowingly.

Mu Hanjin squeezed the corners of her mouth and turned her eyes slightly, not daring to look at her, "Don't mind, the minister is happy with the nine women?"

Feng Aotian's eyes sank, "Mind."

Mu Hanjin turned her eyes and looked at her, "What should the minister do?"

"What do you mean?" Feng Aotian asked him back.

"The minister doesn't want to leave the emperor, but the minister can't pass his own level." He took her into his arms and said helplessly.

Feng Aotian put his slender waist on the ring and rubbed his cheek against his chest, "What a fool."

Mu Hanjin chuckled, "The minister is really stupid."

Feng Aotian hugged him and suddenly bit down on his chest severely, "Do you forget what the Lord said?"

Mu Hanjin pressed her lips tightly, "What the **** should the minister do?"

Feng Aotian let go of him, holding his hand, "Go back and lie down, three days later, the Lord will personally accompany you."

She said everything so clearly, if he still couldn't guess it, she would be a fool.

Mu Hanjin is now immersed in his second death three days later. Now, listening to Feng Aotian wanting to accompany him, his heart suddenly becomes cold, and he is afraid that he will have her free He would bite his tongue and commit suicide on the spot, and would not let those women touch him. This is the mystery of how to think.

Feng Aotian helped him to lie down, then on the bed, the two embraced each other.

Mu Hanjin raised her eyes and looked at her, "The emperor, can you find Lingyu?"

"Yeah." Feng Aotian nodded, "I just don't know, this spirit jade may be able to cure the poison of thousands of years."

"The minister consulted the ancient books and found that the spirit jade could be solved. However, because King An was still young, he could not bear the whole piece of spirit jade, so he had to accumulate it over time. After grinding the spirit jade into powder, he took a certain amount every day until Absorb the whole piece of spirit jade." Mu Hanjin continued.

"How long is that?" Feng Aotian couldn't help asking.

"Wang An is exactly ten years old, at least three years." Mu Hanjin continued.

"Three years?" Feng Aotian couldn't help but feel cold. "He is going to sleep for three years. When he wakes up, I am afraid it will be a different situation."

"Yes." Mu Hanjin couldn't help but sighed, "It's just that this is the best way to dissolve the thousand years."

"It can only be so now." Feng Aotian nodded. It is impossible for Meteor to sacrifice herself to save Feng Yinqi. Nowadays, there is no other way except Lingyu.

Mu Hanjin hugged her, "The emperor, the minister will come back to you alive and won't make you so hard again."

Feng Aotian looked at him, "Okay, Lord is waiting for you."

"The emperor, how good is the third prince in the palace now?" Mu Hanjin thought, Wei Zimo has been in the palace for some time, I don't know if she is used to it, although there are always more people around her, but now , He just hoped that they would guard her well.

Feng Aotian looked sideways, looking at him, "I am slowly adapting."

"Chen just got the news that the industry in his hands is being swallowed by a force." Mu Hanjin has been paying attention to the movement outside these days when he woke up.

Feng Aotian nodded and said, "He believes he will handle it well."

"Well." Mu Hanjin nodded, "Where is Meixi that night?"

"Now, the biggest thing is you." Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at him, "As long as you support him, he can rest assured to do anything."

Mu Hanjin leaned in her arms and responded softly, "Okay."

Feng Aotian hugged him, "Don't think about it, no matter what happens, there will be a master with you."

Mu Hanjin smiled low, inhaling the unique scent of her body, and his flustered heart became very peaceful now.

Wei Zimo came back from the restaurant. It was already the third watch. He stepped forward and entered the bedroom. He unloaded the heavy burden on his body. He sank into the tub and raised his head. The red veil was printed on his cheeks, and he outlined his beauty. With the contours of his face, he raised his arm and saw that the wound on his arm was slowly scabbing. He closed his eyes slightly, and the mist lingered around him, allowing him to gradually relax.

Feng Aotian returned to the palace since the Feng Clan left, and went directly to the Floating Dream Palace, waiting outside the door to listen to the wind and rain, and to hear her coming, he quickly saluted, "Slaves see the emperor!" /

"Yeah." Feng Aotian nodded slightly, then entered the palace, turned around, stepped into the inner hall, looking sideways, looking at the enchanting figure who is getting up and dressing behind the screen, her mouth is filled with a faint smile.

Wei Zimo sensed her breath, and then opened his eyes, put on his shirt and walked out, his ink hair was still wet, he was still wearing a veil, walking lightly, and a gust of wind blew his clothes. From the beginning, it's more like the fairy of Jiuxia descending to the earth, unparalleled beauty...

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