The man looked at Pang Ruolan worriedly, and then his beautiful eyes drooped slightly, as if he felt guilty because he had brought her trouble.

At this moment, Pang Ruolan didn't speak, waved her sleeves lightly, and her jade fingers were soft, only to see blood droplets flying, dripping without falling, shooting straight at the black mist and her entourage.

After a "click" sound, several women were unclothed, and the strips of cloth hanging on their bodies revealed their embarrassment, and blood droplets hung on their bodies with their torn clothes, which was funny and even more embarrassing.

"You, you wait for me, let's go, let's go, let's go," Black Mist shouted in panic and hurriedly ran away with a few entourage, while behind him came the enthusiastic cheers and cheers of the onlookers.

Nodding slightly and signaling to everyone to disperse, Pang Ruolan pulled the cold wind with a pale face and prepared to leave the front of the Bao'er Pavilion, but was whispered by the little brother in the pavilion who had just arrived at the door: "Side door." ”

Pang Ruolan had some impressions of this little brother, she had seen him chatting with Qingling, and hesitated slightly, thinking that she had offended a woman who didn't know what background she was at this moment, and if she was seen and entered Bao'er Pavilion again, I was afraid that it would cause trouble to Qingling.

With a faint sigh, Pang Ruolan still compromised, and after she pulled the cold wind around, she made sure that no one was paying attention, and flashed into the side door of Bao'er Pavilion. Just like the last time she was disfigured when she entered through the side door, there were men waiting to take her to the light room.

"I ......" Seeing Leng Feng's hesitation, Pang Ruolan smiled at him, "It's okay, come in with me." ”

The door opened, and Qing Ling's eyes were full of worry.

"You, are you alright?" After his gaze swept over Pang Ruolan and saw that she was not injured, Qingling was obviously relieved.

"I'm fine, just cold wind. His face is a little red and swollen, is there any ointment? Pang Ruolan turned around to check Leng Feng's swollen face, and suddenly sighed in her heart, came back to her senses, and secretly said that it was not good, she had just said his name. But he hadn't introduced himself yet. Moreover, Leng Feng lives in a town near the Imperial City, and his name should not be familiar.

"How do you know my name?" Leng Feng looked surprised. looked at Pang Ruolan suspiciously.

"I'm ......" Pang Ruolan, who has always been able to speak well, suddenly stammered at this moment, and she didn't know how to explain it, so she couldn't help but look at Qingling.

"I told her, I told her. Mentioned you. Qingling helped Pang Ruolan relieve the siege, but said, "I told her." You are a prodigal in a town brothel near the Imperial City. ”

"Oh, that's right. No wonder you are willing to offend the black fog to save me, thank you Leng Feng. The man bowed his head slightly and looked at Pang Ruolan gratefully.

Pang Ruolan responded with a smile. Thinking that Qingling was a little strange today, not only was he much colder to himself, but he also explained why he would explain more. Could it be that Leng Feng has any other identity? I was afraid that the cold wind would leak my mouth, so I specially reminded him that I only knew that he was performing in a brothel......

"I know you're only wearing a green shirt. But your clothes are dirty, so put on mine first. Qingling took out a white shirt from the closet, handed it to Leng Feng, and pulled Pang Ruolan out of the room.

"Thank you very much." Leng Feng nodded to Qingling.

Out of the room, Qingling pulled Pang Ruolan to the corridor, looked into her eyes, and asked, "How do you know his name?" Can't explain why? ”

"I ...... this" Looking at Qingling's gentle eyes, Pang Ruolan really couldn't bear to deceive, but she didn't know how to explain the days when she was disfigured. At that time, Qingling helped himself, gave medicine to take care of Zhu Yulong, and introduced himself to the cult for refuge. It is precisely because of this that I got to know the Xuantian of the Water Pavilion in the Netherworld Valley......

"It's inconvenient for you to say, but you can't bear to lie to me? I, understood. The words in his ear were soft, and there was no blame. Pang Ruolan lowered her eyes slightly, bitter in her heart, and secretly felt sorry for her surname Pang Ruo, but the moment she raised her eyes, she was hugged into her arms by Qingling.

Pang Ruolan, who was gently hugging Qingling, thought back and forth, and wanted to open her mouth to tell him the truth, but she couldn't, so she only spit out two words "thank you".

"I won't hurt you no matter what. I can understand your suffering, people in the rivers and lakes, it is inevitable, and you can't help yourself. The voice of Qingling Magnetic Charm seemed to be saying to Pang Ruolan, as if it was saying to herself.

"Let's go back, I'll go get the ointment for the cold wind." Pang Ruolan, who was being pulled by Qingling, inadvertently saw that there was no one near Qingling's room, thinking that it was no wonder that he was no longer cold to me, it turned out that indifference was made for the eyeliner of the court in Bao'er Pavilion, and she couldn't help but be happy.

Pang Ruolan, who was immersed in joy, never thought about why there were no men patrolling near Qingling's room, and why, as if he knew Leng Feng, did not help, but the person who came forward to speak for Leng Feng was the male bustard in Bao'er Pavilion.

Entering the room, Pang Ruolan, who wanted to medicate the cold wind, was robbed of the ointment by Qingling, smiled at Pang Ruolan charmingly, and Qingling said jokingly: "What? Are you familiar with cold winds? Don't you know what it means for a man and a woman to give or receive kisses? ”

"Uh, I'm ......" Pang Ruolan walked to the table and poured herself a cup of tea.

"Brother Qingling still protects me like that." Leng Feng saw that Qingling's affectionate eyes had never left Pang Ruolan, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, but he suddenly frowned, as if he had fallen into some kind of memory.

"My shirt was stained with blood yesterday, and I went out to buy a new one." Making an excuse, Pang Ruolan gently closed the door and left Bao'er Pavilion.

"Does it still hurt? This ointment works very well, bear with it. Qingling carefully rubbed the ointment for the cold wind, and her expression was gentle.

"I just thought of her again......" Leng Feng's words were sad, and there was a self-deprecating wry smile on the corner of his mouth.

"The most important thing now is to protect your loved ones, as long as you are alive, there will always be a chance. I believe that if you really have a fate, you will have the opportunity to explain it to her. Qingling gently pressed Leng Feng's shoulder, and finally couldn't bear it, and said: "Perhaps, she blamed you, but she never really hated you, after all, you used to love each other so much." When she has enough power to protect herself, to protect you, give yourself a chance to tell her the truth. ”

Sighing, Qingling said again: "You shouldn't have come here, if something suddenly happens today, you will be caught off guard." The empress has her purpose in taking you and your relatives in the end. ”

"But I, knowing that you went to the Snake Garden, I am very worried that something will happen to you. That's why I came to see you, I found out in advance, and today is safe. ”

"You're so stupid, I'm just, I'm just doing what I'm told, why are you doing this for me?" Qing Ling's eyes were moist, moved by the cold wind's friendship with him, and he did not hesitate to take the risk to visit him, but he couldn't help him do more, and even the location of his relatives couldn't be revealed to him.

"All I know is that you've helped me. Although you made the Empress aware of my existence, I never blamed you, because I knew very well that without the power of the Pangruo Dynasty, I and my relatives would have been killed. After all, they are the ones who want to kill me......" Leng Feng felt as if a boulder had been pressed in his heart, and he wanted to breathe freely, but he couldn't move away, and he couldn't do anything.

The voices of the two gradually became smaller, and at the end, the cold wind shed tears. And his secrets, his sorrows, his pains, will anyone help him? What will happen to him? To be continued