Feng Haitang only felt a familiar breath rushing to his face.

She froze and slowly raised her head in disbelief.

What caught his eye was Yan Haotian's face full of staggered scars.

This face was not handsome even when it was intact, but now it is full of scars, and it is even more fierce and ugly, which can stop children from crying at night.

However, when Feng Haitang saw this face, tears suddenly welled up in his eyes.

The whole heart, which was originally empty, was filled in an instant at this moment.

This man always says that she is suitable for better and deserves better.

But when he needed it, he was always the first to appear.

Moreover, even if there are thousands of good men in this world, her Feng Haitang only loves the imperfect one in front of her.

Feng Haitang stretched out his hand, wrapped his arms around the man's neck, and buried his face in his neck.

"Ah...... Ah......" A hoarse cry came out of the man's mouth, and he seemed to want to say something, but the missing tongue made him unable to say a word.

But Feng Haitang raised his head and saw the anxiety and worry on his face, but he understood it in an instant.

It was a heart-wrenching feeling, even if the man kept running away, she understood everything, "Don't worry, I'm fine." Haotian, why are you here?"

Yan Haotian didn't respond to her, but put her down and carefully checked her up and down.

After making sure that Feng Haitang was not injured, he breathed a sigh of relief, and the devouring evil aura and anxious worry on his face slowly faded.

Then, his gaze met Feng Haitang's affectionate eyes, and slightly red.

The woman's unique delicate body fragrance penetrates into the tip of her nose, and the soft body that sticks to her delicate body.

Yan Haotian seemed to suddenly realize something, and suddenly pushed away Feng Haitang in a panic.

He hurriedly gestured, but he couldn't express himself clearly because of his panic.

Feng Haitang was pushed away this time, but he was not annoyed or sad at all.

Instead, he burst out laughing, "You thought something had happened to me, that's why you rushed over to save me, right?"

She looked around, and there was a dense crowd of soldiers from the Ink Battalion.

This is at least half of the people in the ink camp, right?

Yan Haotian is a very calm person on weekdays, and he will never act impulsively because of a vague piece of news.

However, because it involves his own safety, he is so exaggerated, loses his calm, and loses the ability to think.

Thinking of this, Feng Haitang couldn't stop the excitement and sweetness in his heart.

Even if Yan Haotian regained his usual attitude of rejecting people thousands of miles away at this time, it couldn't make her half frustrated.

"Who the hell are you? and where is my army?!"

Luo Chengfeng didn't react until this moment, and the person who rushed in was not the army he had already arranged for an ambush outside.

It was a group of strangers he had never seen before.

"Your army?" Guan Hu laughed, kicked his feet, and a bloody head rolled in front of Luo Chengfeng, "Are you talking about this group of waste?"

Luo Chengfeng looked down at the rolling head, his eyes suddenly widened, and his body trembled uncontrollably.

Because that head is a general under him.

The army outside is really led by him.

Now that the general is dead, his soldiers ......

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