127. Don't think about it

"Let her go, and this king will give you a good time. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info If you don't let it go, this king will tell you to not survive, you can't die!" Feng Shu looked at Princess Fuyao with sharp eyes, he didn't have much time to spend with her, looking at Qiao Ran's face getting worse and worse, he knew that he couldn't delay any longer.

"You're going to kill me?" she looked at Feng Shu calmly, Brother Prince said that Feng Shu was not afraid of killing herself, and now, Brother Prince was already on Qiao Ran's side, otherwise she wouldn't have run away.

"You should know that this king won't give you another chance this time. ”

"Really?" Princess Fuyao said lightly, suddenly becoming crazy, her face was full of cruelty, "It's death horizontally and vertically, I can't get you, then you don't want to get her!" After speaking, the dagger in her hand moved, she knew that with Feng Shu, she couldn't escape.

Wind Cliff and the guards who rushed to see such a scene, and their hearts jumped to their throats.

Feng Shu was also frightened by Princess Fuyao's sudden action, but soon picked up the jade pendant on his waist and used his internal force to hit Princess Fuyao's wrist.

The jade pendant that was thrown out by Feng Shu also fell to the ground after hitting Princess Fuyao's wrist, the difference is that the jade pendant split into two halves, not because of the reason it fell to the ground, but because of Feng Shu's internal force.

Everyone looked over and saw a blood mark on Princess Fuyao's wrist.

Without the support of Princess Fuyao, Qiao Ran's body was about to fall down, Feng Shu's eyes moved slightly, and he flew forward to hug her. Afraid that something would happen again, Feng Ya personally stepped forward to escort Princess Fuyao up.

Looking at the two people in front of her, Princess Fuyao only felt very dazzling, but helplessly, now she was being escorted by the wind cliff, and she couldn't move, and a trace of tears crossed her face.

"Why? you only have her in your eyes!" Princess Fuyao asked Feng Shu with a roar, "I am a dignified princess of Nanxia, where can I compare to her?"

But for her questioning, Feng Shu didn't pay attention to it at all, and he didn't need to pay attention to it.

Yulong, who was hiding on the side, saw that no one was paying attention to him, and was about to escape quietly, but as soon as he took a step, he was caught by the secret guard. Frightened, she knelt down towards Feng Shu, "Leaving His Royal Highness the King to spare her life, everything was done by the princess, and the slave maid just obeyed the princess's orders, begging His Highness to spare her life!"

Yulong begged Feng Shu for mercy and pushed everything on Princess Fuyao, because she knew that falling into Feng Shu's hands was even more terrible than falling into Gu Yun's hands, and when she thought of this, she felt a panic in her heart, and her face was full of fear.

Feng Shu didn't look at Yulong from beginning to end, such a small role, he didn't see her in his eyes at all, and he didn't even pay attention to Princess Fuyao, let alone her.

"Take her away. Feng Shu is talking about Princess Fuyao, he said that if she doesn't let go of Qiao Ran, she will be told to live and die, not to mention that she dares to touch Qiao Ran in the end.

Fengya was ordered, but with Yulong, he was a little difficult, so he stubbornly asked, "Master, what about this little maid?"

Feng Shu looked at him coldly, and said coldly, "Do you still need this king to teach you how to do it?" After saying this, Feng Shu had already flown away. As soon as he hugged Qiao Ran over, he touched the blood stains on her back, and now he only cared about her the most.

Feng Ya was slightly stunned, and then understood what Feng Shu meant.

"Stop away from the king!" Seeing that Feng Shu was gone, Princess Fuyao shouted unwillingly. But Feng Shu had long since disappeared, and even if he heard it, he wouldn't pay attention to her.

Feng Ya glanced at Princess Fuyao with disdain, and sneered, "If it doesn't belong to you, you shouldn't go to Xiao Xiang, not to mention that you have repeatedly injured Miss three times." Take it away!"

As soon as Fengya's voice fell, several secret guards escorted Princess Fuyao away, he turned to look at Yulong, and walked towards her step by step in her frightened eyes, "As for you?" There was no follow-up, he waved the sword in his hand directly, and the blood flowed down the tip of the sword, and then looked at Yulong, leaving a thin mark on her neck, her pupils were wide open, and she looked ahead in horror, and she lost her breath.

Wiping the blood from the sword, Wind Cliff picked up the jade pendant that had been split in half on the ground, and left the ruined temple with the people.

After everyone left, a small green figure stumbled out, stood beside Yulong, and reached out to close her eyes tremblingly.