After a while, Ye Zuibi whispered softly: "I'm not dead yet."

Hong Shi stood up with her chest covering her chest, through the crack in the door, and occasionally looked at Ye Zui Wall.

His eyes always fell on her wound inadvertently... In the end, he walked out with guilt.

Hong Shi walked slowly to the gate of Zui Palace, and he knelt heavily on the ground again.

The bluestone slab exuded a cold temperature, and his stubborn little face was full of persistence.

Suddenly, he shouted: "Your Highness, please punish Hongshi! Hongshi is wrong!"

The clear and straightforward voice was heroic and loud, and it was erect inside, like a lightning bolt that echoed throughout the drunken palace in an instant.

Feng Wu's stiff body instantly petrified, and then it shattered and shattered, blown away by a gust of wind, and disappeared.

The anger that had just calmed down instantly doubled, jumping up and heading straight into the forehead!

Feng Wuyi's handsome face is like a pot bottom, and lightning is thundering on his head.

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Resisting his anger, he said to Ye Zuibi: "You have a good rest, I'll come to see you later."

Ye Zuibi was indeed tired. The biting pain made her almost exhaust her whole body. She nodded with difficulty and said weakly: "Okay."

Hearing Ye Zuibi's consent, Feng Wu carefully supported her and lay down. He turned around and rushed out, grabbed Hong Shi's arm in front of the door, and dragged him away forcibly.

Feng Wu doesn’t understand!

This kid was sent by God to punish him and Zui'er?

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Or to break them up?

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Why is he always able to make a thrust at every critical moment? It's jaw-dropping and the fire inside is surging!

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After leaving the drunken palace, Hong Shi shook Feng Wu's hand and retreated to a safe range. The stuffy pain in his chest was hurt by Feng Wu. Hong Shi did not dare to be careless and said in a deep voice: "King Jiangling, what do you want to do?"

"I want your life!" Feng Wie said word by word, his arrogant and lonely eyes exuding a murderous intent.

"Your ambition and ambition are too strong." Hong Shi's clear eyes fell on Feng Wu and said slowly: "You will hurt Your Highness, I know."

"You don't need to worry about my affairs!" Feng Wu looked back at him coldly.

The overwhelming murderous aura came, and Hong Shi only shook his head, "You are not a good person, you are different from the prime minister... Your killing will sooner or later kill Your Highness, and I can't hand over your Highness to you."

Yan Junqing is different from Feng Wu.

Yan Junqing is gentle and elegant. Even if he is indifferent in his bones, Yan Junqing's aura is clean and noble, and he can't find any murderous aura in him.

And Feng Wu... This man is a beast, too arrogant and too conceited. He will only force Ye Zuibi and will not obey Ye Zuibi. Sooner or later, Ye Zuibi will be hurt by him!

"Then you try it!" Jiangling King Feng Wu suddenly flew up and approached Hong, quickly pulled out a bright silver soft sword from his waist. His steps were vigorous and steady.

It has been a long time since I used this thing. This time, he is going to kill this young man in this peach garden!

His eyes were red with anger, and his murderous intent was irritating.

Ye Jiangxue and Yan Junqing can’t even control you. Why not let me discipline me well!

Thinking of this, Feng Wizard's subordinates were merciless, with soft sword flying, and the sharp sword light was swift and sharp.
Chapter completed!