Feng Hua tugged on Feng Chengde's sleeve and said very seriously. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

If her younger brother and Huo Yun'er, who was possessed by her only friend in the 21st century, Lin Wan'an, become a pair, it will not be a great joy to celebrate.

It's just that Huo Yun'er has misunderstood that Chengde is just using her as a shield and an excuse to make grandma happy.

I'm afraid that his future love path will be difficult, and I don't know if Yun'er will feel his sincerity in the end.

Feng Hua sighed silently in his heart, providence made people.

Even she, who was an older sister, originally thought that her younger brother was just forced to be in a hurry before she blurted out Huo Yun'er's name casually.

But now, it seems that this is not the case.

His younger brother ...... In love.

"Chengde knows, I will definitely trick my sister's younger siblings home." Feng Chengde nodded firmly.

Being said by Feng Hua rekindled his fighting spirit, since Huo Yun'er had misunderstood, then he would solve this misunderstanding.

Send your heart to her.

The two sisters and brothers talked for a while, and then returned to the living room of the General's Mansion together.

When I saw Huo Yun'er again, she was lying on her grandmother's knees, making her grandmother, who was over half a hundred years old, laugh happily.

Seeing this scene, Feng Chengde couldn't tell whether he was happy or lost.

It is naturally good for Huo Yun'er to be happy with her grandmother, but whether her act of amusing her grandmother came from the heart or because of Feng Hua.

"Miss Feng, oh no, it's the future Night Princess, it's almost noon now, why don't you stay in the cold house and share lunch today?" Seeing Feng Hua come back, General Huo's rough voice poured into Feng Hua's ears.

But there was no malice, just hospitality.

Feng Hua lowered his head and thought for a moment, and suddenly raised his head: "It's better to be respectful than to obey your fate, but Feng Hua still has an appointment, so it's better to let grandma and Chengde stay." ”

It is not impossible to take the opportunity of eating to let Feng Chengde and Huo Yun'er solve the misunderstanding.

But whether it can be solved depends on Feng Chengde's creation.

General Huo knew that he couldn't force it, so he made a gesture and said a few polite words, so he sent someone to send Feng Hua away, leaving only the old lady and Feng Chengde in the mansion.

As soon as Feng Hua left the General's Mansion, he turned around and flew away in another direction.

It's not the direction of Fengfu, let alone the direction of the Night King's Mansion.

Where is Feng Hua's appointment, just to create opportunities for Feng Chengde.

To solve the bell, it is necessary to tie the bell, and it is up to Feng Chengde to solve the misunderstanding in the end, and her presence can only make the two of them entangled.

Make a real choice that you can't really make.

Unconsciously, Fenghua has moved away from the bustling street market and stepped into the sparsely populated surrounding lanes.

She has never liked to be lively, and there are still many things in her heart that she has not thought clearly.

For example, who the strange man in black was the night before, or who sent her, it is still unclear.

Now is the need for a quiet place, to quietly clear the thoughts that have been falling into chaos these days.

Feng Hua sat in front of the threshold of an old courtyard, her thoughts drifting away.

It was a cool autumn breeze, but it added a touch of chill to the silence.

It was the sound of cold air being cut by a sharp weapon.

The cold-glowing sword made an arc in the air, slowly approaching without a sound.

And the object of approach was Feng Hua, who was falling into deep thought.

The murderous aura soared instantly, but it didn't seem to affect Feng Hua who was in a trance.

A three-foot-long sword came out of his hand, slicing the air in half and flying straight towards Feng Hua's heart.

Obviously, there is still a distance, but the long sword is so accurate, and the score is exactly the same.

If Feng Hua didn't dodge or dodge, the flying long sword would also be accurately inserted into Feng Hua's heart.

Even if she was now holding her chin with her hands, the sword would go through the gap between her arms and come out of her heart.

The sharp sword end was about to cross out of Feng Hua's chest at the speed of Changhong Guanshi.

Feng Hua still didn't notice it, and didn't react.

The owner of the sword couldn't help but pause, and his face covered by the cloak flashed with intense disdain.

When the man came to ask him to kill someone, he reminded him that the object he wanted to kill was very difficult to deal with.

That's what he still believed, how difficult this woman was to deal with.

But now it seems that it is not enough. Not even his tentative sword could dodge, which was a real insult to his name.

To kill such a waste is to dirty his name.

The man hidden in the cloak took a step forward, the sword that the woman should not be able to dodge, he only needed to step forward now and pull his long sword from the woman's chest.

Even if the task is completed, then you can go to the person to get the other half of the commission.

The person hidden under the cloak takes a step forward and does not move forward anymore.

"How is this possible?!" I trembled, as if I had been violently frightened by something.

It turned out that just when the sharp end of the long sword was about to be inserted into Feng Hua's chest, two slender fingers gently clamped, and it actually caught the imposing long sword.

And the owner of those two fingers is Feng Hua, who is deep in thought and can't extricate himself.

"Your Excellency has been secretly peeping at this girl for a long time, why did you only do it at this moment, causing this girl to wait for a while." Feng Hua's fingers changed directions and pressed slightly, and the long sword flew back along the original path when it flew over.

Without the slightest error.

His head, which had been low and pensive, was raised after this movement, and he looked at the cloaked man on the opposite side with mockery.

It wasn't until he raised his eyes that Feng Hua realized that the cloaked man on the opposite side was dressed very strangely.

He is said to be an Assassin, but he doesn't quite resemble it.

This is because the Assassins are usually dressed in black suits, or other colors.

The only thing that didn't change was that the Assassins' clothes were usually tight-fitting suits.

It's not like this strange person in front of me at all.

This man was dressed in a loose white cloak, the color was very conspicuous, and an ordinary assassin would never choose such a troublesome and difficult outfit to move.

And the wide white cloak tightly covered every part of the people under the cloak.

Not a single ounce of flesh is exposed.

Instead of a black cloth or a scarf, the face was covered by a white mask with only two holes in the eyes.

To be precise, this man is a man living under a white cloak.

No matter how you look at it, it looks like the cloak man can't see the light.

"When did you find out?" A hoarse voice came from the cloaked man.

It's like the sound of a dying person, it's scary.

If ordinary people heard it, they would be stupid.

"What do you say?" Feng Hua didn't feel anything about this hoarse voice, he only felt that it was unpleasant, but it was harmless, so he couldn't help but ask.

To be precise, when she began to walk into the less crowded streets, she noticed that there was always a shadow following behind her.

But every time she turned around and saw no one, Feng Hua thought it was just her illusion.