Chapter 1527: Fanwai 55 - he is a **** man

"This king is fine!" Chu Muchen's face is pale, but the light is extremely strong. He struggles to stand up and push Ling, and does not let her help.
A man, why do you need a woman to support? And still in front of Mo Qingfeng and Du Gu Zenan, this has lost the identity of his prince!
Ling is also very distressed, thinking that Chu Muchen is not willing to be close to her, and her heart is extremely wronged.
Mo Qingfeng slammed his heart, stumbled and came out, the meridians burned unbearably, and his heart was like burning fire in madness, and the pain was extremely extreme.
Chu Muchen started to be extremely embarrassed, I am afraid that the heart has been shaken by him.
The solitary south of the two mountains exudes the cold and cold light. Everyone sweeps across the ground like a god. When you see the ink wind slamming out and holding the pillar and looking at him, the icy moments of the thousands of miles away fade away. If the arrow quickly flies over her.
At the same time, there is a bright shadow in the air, and both of them are in front of Mo Qingfeng.
Mo Qingfeng frowned at the pain, and she could still see her face pale as paper in the dark.
"Ink girl, are you injured?" Nalan Yuyu spoke nervously, and she wanted to help her in the first two steps, but she felt a cold-eyed look at herself. He looked back at the solitary south and felt a shock in his heart. , back a few steps.
Solitary Zenan came forward and lifted her up, and the darkness looked coldly at Chu Muchen.
"Are you not going back to the Duo Fort?" Doesn't it mean that the iron-blooded bats fly back and forth for three months?
"Don't talk, you have a strange smell in your body that you can't bear. The more you talk, the more painful you are." Du Guen Zenan holds her wrist, her pulse is abnormal, her body temperature is extremely high, her veins are not shrinking, she is holding When she was, she felt her something wrong.
In the heart of Mo Qing, he knows that he has a strange smell in his body.
"You, this group of rice barrels, don't catch them up!" Seeing Chu Muchen's sorrowful look at Mo Qingfeng, and Mo Qingfeng was held in his arms by Duolzen, Ling is also jealous.
These days, she was with Chu Muchen and felt that he was no longer as gentle as she was before. They knew each other, although they separated the two countries, but the letters never broke.
He said that she would be his king, who knows that this time, his king is the ink wind!
Any woman can't bear the other man who loves her. There is another woman in her heart. Ling is also the princess of Suichuan. She is very self-willed and possessive. She has always loved Chu Muchen. Can she endure his heart and remember another woman?
With her screaming, Mo Qingfeng turned his eyes to Chu Muchen, and he was also looking at her, and Hua Hua flashed and regretted.
If you know her, how can he make such a heavy hand?
If she knows that she is, he will not shoot at all.
When she saw her mouth squirting blood, it was like his heart was bleeding. At that moment, he was shocked to find that she had long believed that she was her own king, and that other women could not replace her position.
"Nalan son, I want him to die!" Mo Qing's pale face was cold and his voice was cold.
When Chu Muchen heard it, her heart sank, she actually wanted him to die?
At this time, Nalan Yuyu had made a move and attacked him.
His palm instantly condensed an internal gas, blocking the deadly murderousness before Nalan's yoga attack.
One move failed, and another move, Nalan Yuyu was born, killing has never been merciless.
The only one was injured by Solitaire Zenan. Now he has to deal with Nalan Yuyu, who is also a master. Chu Muchen has some strengths, and the guards of the Eight Kings are injured and died. Even Bai Xueling and Du Wenjun are seriously injured. The seven flowers of Ling Ye were killed by Mo Qingfeng at the top of the mountain. At this time, they wanted to take the life of Chu Muchen, which was a breeze.
Chu Muchen fell to the ground again, his heart hurts and spurted out another blood.
Ling also looked distressed, rushed to open his arm to protect Chu Muchen, and stood in front of Nalan Yuyu, who stood coldly in front of him: "This princess does not allow you to kill him!" Then look at the hot eyes Mo Qingfeng: "Mu Qingfeng, you dare to hurt him a cold hair, the emperor of Chu Qianguo and the father of the princess will not let you go! He is the Eight Kings, you are not qualified to kill him!"
The ink wind is cold and cold like a thousand years of cold river. "In my eyes, he is a man!"
The person she wants to kill never looks at the identity of the other party. The killing will kill, and there is no room to speak.
When Chu Muchen heard it, the moment of the heart hidden under the chest was like falling into the abyss. The deep 眸 快速 quickly flashed a sorrowful color, and the heart was bitter. In her eyes, he was a man?
"In the eyes of this princess, you are a woman!" Ling also swears to protect Chu Muchen, she will never let Mo Qingfeng kill her beloved man!
She wants to be the king of Chu Muchen, and she will become the queen of Chu Qianguo in the future.
"Ling also!" Chu Muchen gave a low voice, Ling's words made him very unhappy, his eyes looked at the ink wind complexly, at this time he was extremely hurt, and Joanna Lan Yu wanted to kill him. He is also powerless to resist.
What's more, there is also a solitary south.
Ling also gritted his teeth and looked at Mo Qingfeng with hatred. If there were two powerful men around her to protect her, today is her death!
"Wind, he will die, but it is not that you kill him." Du Gueren South looked gloomy and looked at Chu Muchen coldly.
Mo Qing winds up and looks at him in confusion. "Is it not killing me? Are you killing?"
Du Gu Zenan whispered, staring deeply at her pale face: "If you kill him tonight, the emperors of Chu Qianguo and Suichuan will not spare you, and the deity does not want to involve your peace because of his life."
It is peace, not safety, and it is said that there is him, no one can take her life, but she thinks that it is difficult to live a peaceful life. After all, Chu Muchen is the most valued prince of Emperor Chu Qianguo. It is also a man whom Princess Ling also loves. If Mo Qingfeng killed him, the emperors of the two countries will not let her go.
He does not want her life to be restless, her life is restless, that is, his life is not peaceful, and the people of the palace are disturbed by life and are not worth anything.
Chu Muchen is dying, but not tonight, do not need Mo Qingfeng to kill him.
"But I can't wait for him to die immediately!" Mo Qing said coldly, he hated Chu Muchen, the man.
Solitary Zee deeply stares at her, her face pale, her mouth has blood, her heart hurts, and the deep sputum flashes a bit of pity. After this sigh of relief, she is replaced by a smile. She hates her. Chen, his heart is full of joy!
"Now killing him will only make him happy, the wind can not help but be patient, see how he will live in pain afterwards." said Du Gu Zenan.
Mo Qingfeng frowned, "Suffering to live?"
"Yeah!" Du Gu Zenan smiled and said, "I believe in the deity!"
His smile is very good, and the surrounding seems to be much brighter. The ink and the wind are swaying, smelling the elegant body scent that belongs to him, full of murderous cockroaches, and gradually becoming gentle.
I don't know why, she is very trusting.
Looking at the side of Nalan Yu Yoga is deep, he can see that the indifference and coldness of the Qingqing wind is very different for the solitary Zenan.
Mo Qingfeng turned his head and looked at Chu Muchen. His voice was very cold: "I will spare you a life today!" Then he looked at Ling Ling coldly: "You will pay for your own actions!"

Du Gu Zenan hugged her to fly away, the black robes in the air into a beautiful arc, the air floating in his body faint fragrance.
Nalan Yuyu looked at Chu Muchen coldly and flew back to the side of Du Guer, and returned to Keqinglou.
Chu Muchen stood still in the mountains and looked in that direction. As they disappeared, they thought that Mo Qingfeng looked solitary and the eyes were mild, and the heart was like a knife.
Back to the Qingxin Pavilion, Mo Qingfeng was lying on the couch, and Chu Muchen’s palm caused her heart to be seriously injured. She was afraid that she would hurt her and let her stay on the couch.
The heart and the meridians are burning, and Mo Qingfeng does not want to act.
Lying in bed, Mo Qingfeng is cold and cold, and the pale face is covered with a thin layer of ice. One day, she wants to make herself stronger, to live better and more wonderfully in Rosen.
Everyone who wants to harm her, she doubles back!
When she becomes strong, she will be the first life of So Chu Muchen!
Fu Xixia came in with a bowl of soup, and touched the face of the poor style of the ink, and could not help but feel pity.
"Ink girl, Xia Xia feeds you medicine." Fu Xiaxia was in front of the bed, looking at her distressedly, the ink girl she knew, she was full of flair, and now she is lying on the couch, she can’t tell the taste. .
"What medicine?" She was hurt by Chu Muchen's palm, and there is a strange smell in the body. Is it good to drink a bowl of medicine soup?
"It's the medicine that the solitary son got caught, let the squid to give you a drink."
"What about others?"
"In the water, the ten bodies were soaked in the water, and the Nalan son was waiting for the result."
Mo Qingfeng was shocked: "Is the body in the water?"
Fu Xixia nodded. "The solitary son said that he will come over and heal you. You can drink the medicine first."
After drinking the soup, Fu Xiaxia left, Mo Qingfeng closed his eyes and recovered, but could not fall asleep, his body gradually became hot, and some were uncomfortable.

How do you feel?
Suddenly, a pleasant voice came from the ear, and Mo Qingfeng opened his eyes. Duolzen was standing in front of the bed and looked at her with a smile.
He is still the black robes, and the ink is clear, no matter what color is suitable for him.
The color robes are worn on him, making him noble and indifferent like the gods, and the white robes are worn on him, showing that he is pure and clean, and the purple robes are worn on him, making him even more honorable and enchanting.
"It's hot." Mo Qingfeng said faintly: "There is still burning." After thinking about it, he asked: "Why are you going to soak those bodies into the water?"
Du Gu Zenan smiled, "I will treat you first, and after the treatment, tell you the truth."
Mo Qingfeng eyes brightened: "Are you finding out the truth?"
Should he be so strong? It seems that he is omnipotent and knows everything.