As soon as the man's slightly hoarse and low voice came out, Feng Zitong's body stiffened, and his heart paused for a beat. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Looking at the man's prosperous beauty, Feng Zitong frowned, what is this man doing, why is his mood suddenly so low.

Just when she was in a daze, Mo Yanhuang stretched out her hand and wanted to take off the mask that was in the way in front of her.

When his fingertips touched the mask, Feng Zitong suddenly came back to his senses, quickly held his hand, and said coldly: "What are you doing!" ”

Mo Yanhuang raised his eyebrows: "What are you excited about?" What are you doing with your mask when you come back, there are only the two of us here, and no one will find out that the Thousand Faced Spirit Master and Feng Zitong are actually the same person! ”

Feng Zitong shook his hand away, stretched out his hands, and pushed him away: "I know how to take it myself, don't bother with you." ”

The face under the mask is her true face, her extremely lethal face, and she doesn't want to be exposed so soon.

"What are you hiding?" Mo Yanhuang narrowed his eyes slightly, and the light that popped out of his narrow eyes was gloomy and dangerous under the darkness.

She thought that this sentence was very level, her tone was very ordinary, and she would not be discovered, but she didn't expect that the man in front of her was more difficult to guard against than usual.

"What can I hide from the national teacher, and besides, my business has nothing to do with you, or do you still want me to stab you? If that's the case, Mo Yanhuang, the next place to stab is not your waist, it's here..."

After she clicked on the location of Mo Yanhuang's heart, she raised her foot and left.

How could Mo Yanhuang let her go so easily, he reached out and grabbed the hand on his heart and pulled it hard, trying to pull the person away.

The wind blew and rolled up the pink pear petals in the sky, Feng Zitong looked back at the hand that held him, his eyes were awe-inspiring.

Suddenly, this heaven and earth were filled with the intent of slaughter.

She raised her unimprisoned left hand, put her five fingers together, and slapped it out quickly, like wind and lightning, with a wave of qi, and struck towards Mo Yanhuang's chest.

Mo Yanhuang's eyes narrowed slightly, his left hand waved out the palm wind that removed Feng Zitong, and his right hand pulled up with Feng Zitong's hand at the same time, pulling it around by the way.

Feng Zitong also had to rotate with the position of his hand.

When she saw the move, she rotated her left leg slightly and kicked out her right leg quickly, drawing a deep circle on the ground.

The petals were kicked away, swirling around the duo.

Mo Yanhuang stepped back, but he never let go of Feng Zitong's hand.

Being imprisoned like this, Feng Zitong had to move with Mo Yanhuang's movements, completely in a passive state.

The hairband on his head also broke at this time, and the black hair fell apart, floating gently with the breeze.

What followed was a cool breeze that hit the face.

Feng Zitong felt a 'pop' in her heart, her current posture was distorted, her body couldn't move at all, and the big palm that hit the mask was very fast, and she hadn't had time to come up with a countermeasure.

The face was cold, and the mask had been removed.

The messy black hair blocked her cheeks buried in the dark, Mo Yanhuang took her into his arms, imprisoned Feng Zitong's hands behind her with one hand, and left her free hand, pinching her chin and lifting it up.

What caught his eye was a strange and stunning face.

Under the dark night, there are a lot of pink pear petals floating around the temple, falling in a row, and some, falling on her scattered green silk, collar, with infinite style, her fair skin is as delicate as a pearl, without the slightest flaw, her expression is cold and arrogant, but the beauty is incredible, her pink lips are like buds that have just bloomed, stained with the dew of a night of baptism, delicate and beautiful.

Dressed in white like a Nine Heavens Xuannu, people dare not blaspheme, and even colder people dare not approach easily.

Mo Yanhuang only felt that his breath was suffocating, he never thought that one day, he would be confused by a woman's face, it turned out that the person he fell in love with looked like this.

couldn't help but raise his hand to touch the corners of Feng Zitong's eyes, and he said softly: "Little thing, it turns out that that delicate face is not your true face, what about your ice blue pupils?" ”

The man who imprisoned his hands was defenseless, Feng Zitong shook hard, and finally gained freedom, she quickly retreated, and as soon as her mind moved, the mask on Mo Yanhuang's hand turned into a ray of light and disappeared.

Now that it has been discovered, there is nothing to hide.

The eyes closed, and when they opened, the ice-blue pupils changed back.

Her bright blue eyes are like autumn water waves, but the cold glow is shining, even if she is discovered, she is full of calm and calm, without the slightest panic.

These eyes, like a whirlpool, made Mo Yanhuang willing to fall into it.

Feng Zitong didn't speak, turned around, and left.

I'm not going to eat the rice either.

This man, she repels from the bottom of her heart.

If nothing else, just for her in front of him, it is like a fruit, everything is transparent.

But he likes to dig her up.

Even if she has the intention to hide it, she can't hide it.

I don't like this feeling very much!!