Chapter 243: Feng Ling confessed

Xiao Yu saw the body lying on the ground, she wanted to climb into the body, but the pain, like the poisonous scorpion of eating flesh and blood, she pinched her fingers. Zhu Xu wants her to fly away, she must go back to the body, she can't just die, even the ghosts can't do it.
Xiao Yu endured the fierceness of the soul, climbed onto the body, and got the fusion in the future. He was also hit by a golden light. The soul was very light and hit the character of the Admiralty. The back seemed to be burned with oil. Xiao Yu Screaming, fell to the ground, suddenly raised his head, blood flowing in his mouth, eyes looked cold and cold.
"Bamboo, slaves and you have no enmity, I have no enmity with you, but you have twice put us to death, this hatred, as long as I am still alive, one day, I will be with you Count it back."
Xiao Yu is not ignorant of the golden scent of the golden scent in her mouth. Now, she hates this stupid priest who is arrogant in appearance. He is indiscriminate and does not ask right or wrong. He kills her and the slave.
Bamboo imaginary paused a bit, as if feeling a great resentment, he looked at the "Little Palace Girl" in the character of Admiralty, lying on the ground, it seems that there is no interest, a picture flashed in the bamboo brain, she took him to The Maofang Maofang handed him a picture of the bamboo piece. The two clear eyes are as clear as the spring, without any impurities...
If she is not a fox demon...
Bamboo sighed with a sigh of relief. For the sake of the world and His Royal Highness, she was destined to not survive in this world.
"Stop." Nangong squatted and saw Xiao Yu in the golden bell character. His heart suddenly became panic. He ran to the golden bell character and hugged Xiao Yu on the ground into the black. Look at the imaginary anger: "This palace lets you stop."
"His Royal Highness..."
The night chased after the Nangong Temple, and saw Nangong ignoring his own safety, he rushed into the Golden Bell character, and he felt a glimpse.
"She is a fox demon, and the human fox has a different way. His Royal Highness and the scorpion will not have a good result. The prince of the prince will still let go, and this way will have to accept her soul."
This undead soul does not belong to this world. She refuses to return to the original world, and she is destined to fall into the end.
"She is the Prince of the Palace, not a fox. Bamboo, if you hurt her again, don't blame this palace for you."
Nangong squatting tightly in the little girl in her arms, feeling the cold temperature of her body, his arm was shaking slightly.
Bamboo imaginary eyebrows, see Xiao Yu's eyes also become sharp, this fox demon can not be small, not only confused the regent of the Eastern Jin Dynasty, even the Prince of Nanling's Royal Highness was also confused, if she kept her in the world, will definitely Bring a big disaster to this world.
When the leader and the guards heard Nangong’s words, they were all surprised. Who is this
Little Palace Girl
? How could it suddenly become the Prince of Nanling?
"The night."
Nan Gongyi was slow to see the bamboo hand, and he screamed.
In the dark, the sword from the waist was taken out. The man had already reached the front of the bamboo, and the cold sword was placed on the neck of Zhu Xu.
"The bamboo is long and it is a crime to kill the Prince. You still don't want to go it alone."
The character of the Golden Bell gradually disappeared, and Nangong squirted a blood in his mouth, which scared the dark night.
He put away the sword and ran to the side of Nangong, and looked worriedly: "His Royal Highness, you..." q8zc
Nangong 湚 raises his hand: "This is all right, please ask the doctor to come and see the Prince."
"Yes, Your Highness."
After leaving the dark night, Nangong smashed the blood of his mouth with the innocent sleeves of the holy white, and put the palm of his hand behind Xiao Yu: "Hey, this palace will not let you have anything."
His constant internal force was introduced into Xiao Yu's body.
The dark night soon brought the royal doctor over. After the royal doctor gave Xiao Yu a pulse, the scared soul did not possess the body and shook his fingers.
"His Royal Highness, she...she...has no gas, and Hua Tuo can't save lives in the world."
Xiao Yu’s soul is sitting on the edge of the bed, and the weak one seems to be broken when touched. She looked coldly at the Nangong 湚 湚 霆 , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , ,
"The quack, roll, the palace does not want to see you again." Nangong湚 put the the bed into her arms, and the voice trembled and said: "Hey, this palace knows that your soul must be at the side of the palace. Don't be afraid, this palace will try to save you, this palace does not allow you to have something."
Xiao Yu turned a blind eye. If it wasn’t because he brought Zhu Xu to the Eastern Jin Dynasty, would she become the present?
It’s ridiculous that the cat is crying and mischievous.
boom!
The door was suddenly opened and broken into pieces. A black figure appeared at the door, and it was extremely cold.
Xiao Yu’s soul trembled a little, and he saw the man who stood like a demon at the door, and frowned. How did Feng Ling come back? Is it that Qin Guan people went to the Regent Wangfu to inform him?
Feng Ling’s line of sight fell on the edge of the bed, and the extremely cold black scorpion seemed to see the weak soul of the bed.
Nangong turned his head and saw Feng Lingran suddenly appearing. He clenched his little hand in his hand and flashed his steadfastness.
The night sword was standing in front of Nangong, and his face was staring at Feng Lingran.
Xiao Yu’s soul rushed to the phoenix, and the sword wound on his chest was not good. After being seriously injured by bamboo deficiency, her chest began to hurt again. The back was also burning pain. She knew that Feng Lingran could treat her soul. The remedy can only count on him now...
"Feng Lingran, I have a pain in my body, take me back to the government."
Xiao Yu has not left, and is afraid of leaving the Nangong Temple and then encountering Zhu Xu.
Now that Feng Ling is here, she will not have to be afraid.
Feng Ling looked coldly at Xiao Yu, and his thin lips picked up a thin smile, which seemed to be watching Xiao Xiao’s jokes.
Xiao Yu saw his expression, his heart was cold, and his head was slightly lowered. The mist in the mist wet the long eyelashes, and the soul would shed tears!
It was her own dedication to the palace, and now she was harmed by the bamboo as a ghost. She is self-sufficient, and Feng Ling does not save her... and can’t blame him...
Xiao Yu bites the lip and bites the pain of the soul. She did not plead with Feng Lingran, lowered her head and floated out from him.
She has not been able to enter the body of her, and she does not want to stay here to see the hypocritical face of Nangong, even if the soul flies, she will leave...
Xiao Yu didn't know how to float out. Feng Ling did not follow, she refused to look back, even if she saw it, the result was the same.
There was a fighting voice in the room. Xiao Yu just stopped a little, and the twilight was dim. The corner of her mouth was a bitter smile. If she had just seen the expression of Feng Lingran, she thought that Feng Lingran’s current move was Care about her!
Xiao Yu drifted away, the soul is floating like a ghost, a ghost is very unstable, the body is very painful, his head is heavy, and his eyes are blurred.
After a while.
Xiao Yu’s soul is getting weaker and weaker. Standing in the same place, it’s hard to move, and the top is to be planted.
One arm, holding Xiao Yan's thin waist, holding her soul into her arms, there is no word, and striding forward.
Xiao Yu’s cheeks leaned against his arms, his eyes blurred and looked at the man holding her, the perfect chin, suddenly became two, three... Who is he?
Xiao Yu took the girl and wanted to see the man holding her. God is just like her, her head is more heavy.
"Who are you?" Xiao Yu reached out and touched his face, not touching the elastic skin, but wearing his face from the past: "You are Feng Lingran? How is it possible? You are in the room. Regardless of my life and death, how can I come to control me now?"
He coveted and looked at the weak soul in his arms. He wanted to kill her by hand. If he didn't care about her and heard her dangerous, would he rush over? He is angry, she runs alone to die.
The weak soul in the arms seemed to think of something sad, and cried in the arms of Feng Lingran.
"I know, you are guilty about me just to get the blood from me. Nangong is like this, you are the same. If so, why can't you be better to me? Let me be more comfortable? I will be willingly Blood for you."
Feng Ling is frowning. He disdains for any person. Can this stupid fox not class him and Nangong?
"Feng Lingran, do you know? I originally liked you very much."
Feng Ling suddenly stretched his eyebrows and slightly picked his eyebrows. He was still very confident about his beautiful appearance. This little fox likes him, and it is also human nature.
Feng Ling was not happy for a while, and the young girl in the middle of the arms made his eyes twisted.
"But you are like that to me. I don't trust me. I am also suffering from neuropathy. You are too bad. I hate you and hate you..."
Feng Lingran’s face was extremely unattractive. When she thought about the incident in Nanling Palace, he did not come out at the time, and he could not see the soul of this little fox. He mistakenly thought that she was willing to marry Nangong Temple. Flashing bloodthirsty suffocation.
This little fox is his support and can only belong to him.
Xiao Yu was crying and crying in Feng Ling, and passed out. This was quiet.
Regent Palace.
Feng Ling took her soul and strode into the room. The slender fingers stroked her pale face, and the black scorpion flashed softly: "This king also likes you little fox."
After a pause, he said: "I have never liked it."
After watching her for a moment, Feng Ling finally took back her fingers, put her on the bed, slowly closed her eyes, and said her lips with cold lips: "The purple clothes, now the king temporarily lends you the body, and when it is used up, immediately rolls out The king's body."
Feng Lingran opened his eyes again, and has changed a soul. The thin lips are disdainful: "Is there a broken body, what is great? If it is not for my little child, you please attach the deity, the deity also Disdain."
He saw the pale and weak little the bed, and was shocked: "How can you become like this? You don't be afraid to be a teacher. You are the only little girl who is a teacher. If you are flying away, be a teacher." Not alive..."
The little the bed seemed to be disturbed, and she frowned slightly, and she vomited a word: "Noisy."