The wooden bridge shook more and more, and finally, with a snap, it broke.

"Ahh Feng Jiutian looked up to the sky and shouted, hugged Yan Yeming tightly, closed his eyes and didn't dare to open them.

On the edge of the cliff, the snow-white silver wolf raised its legs and howled.

The night was cold, and the frost that permeated the sky brought a cold atmosphere.

The body kept falling, and suddenly stopped, hanging in mid-air.

A pair of cold hands gently swiped across her face, bringing a slight itch. I couldn't help but reach out and remove the hands, and when the fingers fell into the air, the hands were removed.

The warm breath blew on her face, "I'm not awake yet, the deity thinks you're a brave woman, it seems that the deity has mistaken you." ”

Although he didn't like this, Feng Jiutian was really happy, and opened his eyes excitedly, "Saved." ”

The little face was gone, and the two of them were hung from a high branch, and she was saved by holding his waist.

Her hand shook suddenly, and her body quickly fell.

The screams burst out of the air, her hands sliding in the air, grabbing something out of thin air and grabbing it hard.

He sighed as if saved, raised his head, and met his eyes with a hidden smile.

"Feng Jiutian, are you trying to help the deity untie his wide clothes? It's rare to be so enthusiastic. The crimson lips curled in a charming arc, and his eyes flickered.

Feng Jiutian blushed when he saw it, only to realize that it was his clothes that she was holding. Lowered his head in embarrassment, "I, Miss Ben didn't mean it. ”

"The deity also saw that you were blushing."

"Look at your sister, Miss Ben is ugly, please look away."

"Jiu'er, is this embarrassing?" The clear tone has an air of arrogance.

Her face turned the color of pig liver, and the anger that had accumulated in her heart suddenly exploded, but his words at this time were like a bucket of water, washing her down.

What was he just calling her? She thought so in her heart, and she said it.

As soon as she finished speaking, she covered her mouth and wanted to slap herself.

"The deity calls you Jiu'er." He called again very carefully, and the moonlight was soft, making the wicked face a little more handsome.

The purple eyes are as bright as the stars, the eyebrows are handsome, and the red lips carry a deadly temptation.

Looking at it, looking at it, Feng Jiutian only felt a dry mouth, and almost pounced. Realizing that he was at a loss, he hurriedly did not overdo it. "Damn, Miss Ben doesn't know her very well, why are you so affectionate? Miss Ben is not allowed. She shook her head, kept her senses, and did not look at him, lest the face should come and seduce her.

Damn, why is a man so good-looking? Is it a scourge to mankind?

"The deity and Jiu'er have both suffered from life and death, and they don't know each other, but Jiu'er still knows the name of the deity." He was close to her ear, and the warm breath made her body shake violently.

"Shut up, Miss Ben won't allow you to call it that." Feng Jiutian gritted his teeth and roared at him.

"Xiao Jiu, Xiao Feng, Xiao Tian, Tian'er, Feng'er? Every day? Long? He looked at her with a smile.

"Nima, what is this and what, it's ugly to death, I think you still call me Feng Jiutian, and I don't fit to call others."

"The deity likes to call you Jiu'er."

"." Feng Jiutian snorted violently and tugged at his clothes.

In the air, "tearing", it seemed to be some broken sound, Feng Jiutian's head hesitated for a moment, and then looked up.