Chapter 1380: How to chase a girlfriend

As soon as she raised her hand, she was about to wipe the blood on the corners of her lips with her sleeve. A white silk handkerchief was handed in front of her. Feng Xiaoxun's voice was somewhat depressed and low: "Use this."
Fang Xiyan frowned, and frowned slightly, not knowing why. She did not want to use his things in her subconscious, and took a step back: "No need!"
There was a flash of light in Feng Xiao's eyes, and he said coldly, "Don't stain your clothes!"
Fang Xiyan: "..." It turned out that he handed her a handkerchief because she was afraid she would stain his baby's green clothes ...
There was a slight sigh in the heart, and there was a faint pain, the pain came very suddenly, and when she noticed it disappeared.
She shook her head secretly, and then looked at the handkerchief that was handed in front of her. There was a touch of light on her pretty face. She took the handkerchief, wiped the corners of her lips, and her blood was stained on it, like a half-open red plum.
A sound seemed to float in the brain: He was thrown away by him like a rag ...
Her voice was sad, and an inexplicable bitterness came straight from the heart, giving her a moment of unhappiness.
However, she returned quickly and shook her head secretly. Did she watch too many dog ​​blood dramas in the past? This line sounds like ...
There was a faint scent of tea on it, and when Fang Xiyan twisted her eyebrows, she wiped it away like a trash.
Looking up again, Feng Xiaoxun is no longer in front of him. He walked slowly to the pillar and looked down at Azi, who was shrinking to the ground. His voice was indifferent: "Who allows you to mess around ?!" The voice was as cold as a winter moon wind of.
Azi was blasted by his palm with only half of his life left. At this moment he was lying on the ground listening to his cold sentence, and his body shivered even more: "The devil ... Master Devil, the slaver—the slaver just looked at her. Move, contrary to the devil's order, want to ... want to teach her ... "
"Teach her? By you?" Feng Xiaoxun's voice fluttered softly: "What are you doing ?! Also worth teaching her?"
Azi Qiao's face turned pale, and she finally realized that she had stepped on the bottom line of Lord Mojun. She was also a quick-response character, and immediately gimmicked her: "Slave is wrong, Master Mojun forgive slaves this time ..."
Feng Xiaoxun looked at her coolly and did not speak, but the breath around her became colder and colder ...
Azi was even more frightened, and she was blessed to her heart in fear. She suddenly crawled a few steps in the direction of Fang Xiyan, and looked sadly at Fang Xiyan: "Just now, Azi mixed up, and offended the girl. Lord Jun begged, and spared Zi this time ... "
Fang Xiyan frowned. Although she was an exorcist of justice, she was not a Virgin. It's not that someone else can say a word of gratitude to laugh at enmity.