"Nope! Lord Wang, the grass people didn't mean that. Song Qingguo calmed himself and said: "The grass people only hope that the prince can give us a chance to talk to you, we need your help." ”

"Would you like the king's help?"

Li Haoran's eyes became even colder, "Is it your way to kidnap the king's cook?" This king didn't cut off your head, you should have snickered, and you dared to ask this king for help? Sue you, this king never helps others! ”

"But master, that's what I ...... myself."

Feng Yaxiang wanted to explain.

"Shut up!"

Li Haoran roared, "What did you just promise this king?" ”

"Hmm......"

However, it was also forced.

"Lord Wang, please don't blame Miss Xiangxiang, she just wants to help us with good intentions."

"Shut up, too!"

Li Haoran seemed to be even more angry, "I don't need you to tell the king how to treat the king's cook." ”

"Master, don't you ......"

"Don't you understand if you shut up?"

Li Haoran's face slowly began to turn blue.

"Lord Wang, please don't be so vicious to Miss Xiangxiang, you can't blame her for this matter at all, if you want to blame the grass people."

"No, master, you can't blame ...... for this"

"Say no more!"

Li Haoran gritted his teeth and said.

Suddenly, his whole body stiffened, and then he grabbed Feng Yaxiang and turned around to leave, "Go!" ”

"But ...... master"

"Lord, please save my lady, if you are willing to help, I am willing to serve the prince as a dog and horse. Lord, please, please, please......"

It seemed that his patience exceeded the limit of Li Haoran's patience, his steps stopped, Feng Yaxiang's heart was overjoyed, but she suddenly saw the face she was most afraid to see: Tie Qing's angry and hideous face, she was so frightened that she immediately reached out and hugged Li Haoran.

"No, no, master, don't be angry, I'll go back with you, I'll let you go back, I beg you, don't be angry."

She tightly clamped Li Haoran's waist to prevent him from moving, let alone pull out his sword, "Master, I'm sorry, please don't be angry, let's go back!" ”

"I'm not going back yet."

Li Haoran said gloomily.

"No, we're going back, we're going back, we're going back now."

"Let go!"

Li Haoran's expression was even more cold.

"No, I won't let it go."

Feng Yaxiang hugged her tighter, and then turned her head and shouted to Song Qingguo, who was still looking for the last chance behind her: "Quickly take Wan'er and escape, quickly, the farther away the better, quickly!" ”

"But my lady's illness ......"

"Go find an inn and stay first, go, go!"

Feng Yaxiang gave them a look.

Wen Wan'er immediately understood.

"Let go, let go, Ben, King."

Li Haoran said word by word.

"Don't let it go!"

Feng Yaxiang raised her face pitifully, "As soon as I let it go, you will rush over and kill people, master, shall we go back?" ”

She slowly buried her face in his arms and sobbed softly, "I don't want to see you kill, master, I...... I love you, and I don't want to see you with bloody hands. ”

The moment she burst out, she finally understood that her liking for him was slowly brewing into love under the accumulation of bits and pieces of time, the love that gradually fermented from pity and concern.

"Master, don't let me be afraid, Master, don't be angry anymore, let's go back, okay?"

"Say it again."

Li Haoran suddenly ordered, but his voice was no longer angry or irritable, on the contrary, it was very eager, even with some kind of expectation.