Chapter 207: Hit into his arms

Xiao Yu heard the loud noise, frightened, instinctively hid in the arms of Nangong, and the clothes that were slipped were quickly pulled up by Nangong, just like what the two had just done in the room.
Nangong 湚 湚 湚 湚 湚 湚 湚 湚 湚 湚 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南
"Peace" followed Feng Lingran, walked into the room, saw the pair of people in the bed, and the messy clothes of Xiao Yu, "Xi Er" has a feeling of being thundered. Her first time, will not have been "dedicated" to Nangong Temple?
"Xi Er"'s hand was shot on the forehead, the temple was faintly painful, and Feng Lingran was chilly. "I don't need to look at his expression, I feel that Feng Lingran wants to kill Xiao Yu at this time."
She wants to tell Feng Lingran... Impulse is the devil...
"Come, come out and take the Regent."
Nangong’s voice is very cold, and he will not allow Feng Lingran to be arrogant here.
The guards of the East Palace are all martial arts high-powered. They come in, do not squint, and surround Feng Lingran, separating him from the cold and dark eyes of Xiao Yu and Nan Gong.
"Regent King, Your Highness invites you to go out."
The guard leader made a gesture of asking for Feng Lingran, and the twilight was cold. If the phoenix did not go out, he would not give the regent.
But no one thought that the next moment, the body of the guard leader suddenly flew up. No one saw how Feng Lingran did it. The guard leader was already thrown outside the door, and the dragonfly was on a big tree. , squirting a large mouth of blood, falling to the ground, climbing can not climb.
The guards who surrounded Feng Lingran had not recovered from the shock, and felt the pain in his body somewhere, and the body was kicked out.
"Peace" wide eyes, licking the legs and rushing Feng Lingran, the small heart trembled, suddenly there is an illusion, Feng Lingran brought her body back, it is better to stay here in Nangong.
She was afraid that he would ruin her body.
Nan Gongyi looked at the ball and kicked the incoming guards out of the way. He looked dull: "Archer."
With the Nangong slamming, the team that has been neatly outside the door has been trained to run. The bows and arrows in the hands are all aimed at the back of Feng Lingran and the "cherry child". Perhaps the next moment, the arrow will be shot and worn. Feng Lingran and the body of "cherry children."
"Regent King, you want to die in Nanling, this palace can fulfill you."
Feng Lingran stunned and stared at Xiao Yu in the middle of the palace. She saw her look at her and hide in the arms of Nangong, as if she was the most reliable and reliable harbor in Nangong. However, the thin lip pulled a cold arc.
Feng Lingran's line of sight moved to the body of Nangong, and said coolly: "You think that with these archers, you can kill the king? Nangong, the king feels that you are more and more naive."
Nangong’s heart suddenly floated a bad hunch, and the thin lips opened. When I was ready to say
put the arrow
, I saw the
cherry child
around Feng Lingran, the clear eyes, facing the danger in front of me, saying no. It is very calm, but it is not flustered. Nan Gong could not help but think of Xiao Yu. Once upon a time, he also saw such a look on Xiao Yu’s face. If Xiao Yu was in his arms, Nan Gong Yi would mistakenly think that
cherry child
is Xiao Yu.
Nangong swayed the inexplicable thoughts in his mind. No matter how much Xi Lie is like Xiao Yu, she will not be Xiao Yu.
Nangong Yan looked at Feng Lingran and said: "Yu has already made a choice. She is now the Prince of the Palace. Is the Regent wanting to win a wife?"
Feng Ling was murderous and savage, and did not mention the word Wan Yuyu. This man was not for Wan Yuyu, but for the girl in his arms.
"Peace" has some anger in his heart, blurted out: "Nangong Temple, you are less shameless. If you have used green juice for Xiao Yu, there is an accident in the process of solving the problem. Xiao Yu will be like this idiot. Are you kidding?"
In any case, she did not want Feng Lingran to continue to misunderstand.
Nangong 湚 湚

惜 惜 惜 湚 湚 湚 湚 湚 湚 湚 湚 湚 湚 湚 湚 湚 湚 湚 湚 湚 湚 湚 湚 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南Guarantee, you will regret it."
"Peace" smiled coldly: "Is it wrong? Nangong, you look at the woman in your arms, she is afraid of being scared, is it the original Xiao Yu? You don't want to admit, this is You made the mistake, do you think that you can be safe and self-deprecating? I tell you, Nangong, you are both sad and ridiculous, you got Xiao Yu with despicable means, then what? Now she has lost The soul, in your hands, is nothing more than a doll with no life."
"Peace" finished in one breath, and suddenly felt very happy, as if all the resentments in my heart were vented.
Feng Ling turned to look at the "cherry child", black and moving, flashing doubts.
The look of Nangong Temple is very cold, and the twilight is dangerous to look at "cherry children", as if to wear her 10,000 arrows and corpses.
"The things in this palace can't allow you to have a mouthful." Nangong's gaze moved to the archer outside the door, and the thin lips were coldly ordered: "Put the arrow."
When Nangong was finished, he pressed the girl's face in his arms to his chest. In such a scene, he did not want to scare the people in his arms.
The feeling of "cherry child" has changed. I feel that there are countless arrows behind me. She stretches out her palm and wants to use internal force to stop the sharp arrow that is about to come to her eyes. But this hand, how hard, can't push the internal force, she The delicate little face is gradually pale, is this fate? After all, is she still going to be a ghost?
"Peace" knows that she can't hide so many arrows. When she feels that death is coming, she has a helpless smile on her lips.
One thousand times, some people grabbed her arm, and the little face of "cherry child" slammed into a meat wall, .
Her nose was sour, her tears almost fell, and she sniffed the familiar cold fragrance of the man. "Worry" was a bit strange. How could Feng Ling save her? Also... put her in her arms?
If she remembers it, this god, I wanted to kill her last night.
The sword in the hands of Feng Lingran became a beautiful arc, dancing, countless arrows failed to get close to Feng Ling and one meter, he was cut off, the sword took a shot, the broken arrow turned an angle, when shooting two The speed of the flight flew out, and the shot was shot on the archer's chest. The blood was stained with red guards, and the archers fell one after another.
"Xi Er" heart has some accelerated beating, I do not know because of the temperature of Feng Lingran chest, or because of those archers who do not blink.
Nangong湚 saw the archer at the door fall down. Feng Lingran did not see a trace of blood on his body. His darkness became deeper and deeper. He always knew that Nanling Regent Wang Wugong was very tall, but he did not expect such inscrutable.
Nangong’s gaze moved to the
Xi Er
in Feng Ling’s arms. Some accidents, Feng Ling would
salv
to save.
Is it because yesterday that I received the stimulus and I couldn’t get Xiao Yu, did I regard
Xi Er
as Xiao Yu?
Unexpectedly, Feng Ling will have such a ignorant day.
As long as Xiao Nan of his Nan Gong Temple, no matter how much the appearance and look of "Zi Er" is like Xiao Yu, he will not have a bit of kindness to "Zi Er".
The archer died a wave and another wave, the door has long been lost, blood flowing into the river.
Feng Lingran seems to have lost patience. The sword in his hand is shot against a broken arrow. The broken arrow is a strange arc, flying toward the Nangong Temple next to the bed.
The Nangong twilight changed, holding Xiao Yu in his arms and avoiding the broken arrow.
But I did not expect that he had not had time to take a breath, and several broken arrows flew from different angles. He was holding Xiao Yu and could not block with the sword. He had to hide in the room with Xiao Yu.
Suddenly, a broken arrow flew through the arm of Nangong, and the blood flowed out. The Nangong was cold and cold.
The archers outside the door saw Nan Gong’s arm hurt and all stopped, and dared not continue to shoot.
"His Royal Highness."
The archer seemed to have made a mistake and regretted looking at the injured Nangong Temple.
at this time.
Feng Ling suddenly opened the "cherry child" in his arms, his figure flashed, the ghost appeared in front of Nangong Temple, the sword in his hand blew through the cold light, and wiped the neck of i Nangong.
Nangong was shocked and shunned, but Jianguang was in the shadow and stunned the archers outside the door.
At this moment, they don’t even know how the arrow should be aligned with Feng Ling...
"Xi Er" fell to the ground, the familiar cold fragrance dissipated, became cold and ruthless, the tailbone of her buttocks fell hurt, frowning, screaming to kill Nangong 湚 Feng Lingran.
Nangong’s mouth was in the middle of the mouth, and he found Xiao Xiao’s fall in the arms of Feng Lingran. He saw Xiao’s eyes for help, and he looked at Feng Lingran in a gloomy manner. Q8zc
"Return the Prince to the palace."
Nan Gongyi started to grab it. After a few strokes, his face became more and more ugly. When he felt a pain in his knee, he found Feng Lingran’s toes. I don’t know when, kicked on his knees, and the pain came from Nangong. Steady body shape, but still uncontrollable fall to the ground, he held the ground with one hand, not letting himself look so embarrassed, the heart flashed through the wrath of the sky, Feng Lingran martial arts is too horrible, he is ultimately the enemy Ling Ran.
A drop of cold sweat dripped from the forehead of Nangong's forehead, severe pain, his face was pale and paper, but he did not sigh.
"His Royal Highness."
The archers outside the door all poured in, surrounded by Feng Lingran, and the Nangong was guarded behind him.
"Step aside."
This voice is not spoken from the mouth of Feng Lingran, but from the mouth of Nangong.
The archers who stood in front of the Nangong did not dare to disobey, and their bodies moved to both sides.
Nangong’s face was white and strong and stood up.
"The Nangong rescues me, and the husband saves me."
Xiao Yu was afraid of dying Feng Lingran, and her tears kept falling, and she looked at Nangong sorrow very poorly.
Nangong’s heart was moved, and she was reluctant to see her crying. Don’t be afraid, the husband will not let Feng Lingran take you away.
This "Fei Jun" is like a needle, tied to the heart of Feng Lingran, can not pull out, bloody, unspeakable pain, so sudden, so intense.