Nan Moyi listened to this familiar voice, and hurriedly put the shuriken back, also with a shocked face.

City Chief's Weir?!

How is he here!

"You...... How did you come ......"

Nan Moyi was a little dumbfounded, it was really shocking...... I don't know why I was surprised.

The city chief Yan smiled evilly, and landed not far away with Nan Moyi, his chin was against her ear, and his voice was extremely ambiguous, "What, Yiyi doesn't want to see me?" ”

"No ......"

Nan Moyi's cheeks had a strange red, but he still held on to his indifferent appearance, "You recognize me?" ”

Seeing the Nan Moyi in his arms, who quickly returned to calm, the eyes of the city chief couldn't help but flash with disappointment, and he thought that this time the hero could save the beauty and change the happiness of Nan Moyi!

"I wasn't sure before, but after listening to your words, it must be you."

The voice of the city chief weir was soft, and the two of them were very close, as if sympathizing with each other, and the fire in the belly of Zicheng was full of fire, and the heart seemed to be scratched by a cat's claws, and they couldn't stop.

Why is the person in his arms not himself......

As soon as this thought appeared, Zichengpu himself was startled.

She has always been sure that what she likes is Yan Shifeng, because he is too good, and marrying him can get many envious eyes that she didn't have before.

But...... Why did she look at the man in front of her at this time, and her heart was beating like a drum?

I can't even see my face......

Nan Moyi here was hugged like this by the city chief, and she couldn't help coughing, although she wouldn't be shy to hug her in front of the public, but she hadn't promised him yet......

"Yiyi still won't follow me?"

As soon as the words of the city chief weir came out, Nan Moyi suddenly felt that he was a roundworm.

No, it won't, how can such a handsome person be a roundworm......

Nan Moyi smiled stiffly, and when he met him in a foreign land, he had an indescribable sense of reassurance, and even the monstrous anger before dissipated a lot.

"Let me go first, okay?"

City Chief Yan blinked, and he also smiled and groaned, "Yiyi answered me first." ”

When the army here saw these two people as if they were no one, kissing me and me in public, they all had a feeling of not being able to save face.

Is this a clear disregard for so many of them who have been summoned......

And Zichengpu's complexion is getting worse and worse, every movement of the city chief weir is full of indescribable pampering, she really can't wait to become the person in his arms immediately.

Where is her Zicheng Pu not as good as Lian Ke?!

He didn't even look at her!

Yan Shifeng walked up, pulled out the sword in Zichengpu's hand, and stood quietly beside Zichengpu, waiting for her to give orders.

And here, Nan Moyi was finally worn to the point that she couldn't bear it, and the city chief weir slowly let her go.

A pair of cold eyes looked at Zicheng Pu's back coldly, only to see the city chief Yan pursed his lips, turned his head, his eyes were pitying, and he held Nan Moyi's palm with one hand, his heart was full of guilt that he had just hesitated and caused Nan Moyi to be injured.

Then, he took out a medicine bottle in his bosom and sprinkled some white medicine powder on it.

Really pleasantly surprised, not your average surprise.

Before, he was still worried about what happened to Nan Moyi in the hands of Wei Mei, but he didn't expect to see someone so similar to her in the capital of Liuhe.

The tone, the movements and demeanor are very similar to Nan Moyi, who made a big fuss in Gao Nan.

And Nan Moyi's last sentence shook his calm heart even more.

What can you do to me!

Although I don't know how she escaped from the hands of the ghost, she also turned into Lian Ke's ugly appearance. But as long as he found her, as long as he found him, he would be able to settle down.

And Nan Moyi saw that his face was full of childlike joy, and there was some warmth in his heart.

Such an expression...... It seems that it can only be seen on Huo'er's face!

"If you want to catch up, I'll talk about it later, let's clean up the trouble in front of you first."

Nan Moyi raised her eyes, but saw Zicheng Pu staring at her with blood-red eyes, and the appearance of gritting her teeth obviously wanted to chew her up.

She's really going crazy with jealousy!

"Lian Ke, no one in your eyes provokes this princess, this princess will send you into the dungeon and kill the nine clans!"

Everyone sighed, looked at Zichengpu with a hideous face, and cast a regretful gaze on Nan Moyi.

This right prime minister's daughter has only come back for a few days, and she has caused such a big trouble to the right minister's mansion, if this is really going to be punished by the nine clans, it is better not to come back! Huh!

Nan Moyi sneered, and was about to speak, when the man behind her helped her shoulder, stopping the words she was about to blurt out.

"Who are you?"

Listening to the sound of the city chief's weir that was frozen three feet and full of a sense of distance, Zicheng Pu's heart couldn't help but tremble, and he gritted his teeth and roared, "Are you humiliating this princess?!" ”

The little caution in Zicheng Pu's eyes, Nan Moyi saw it in his eyes, and there was a sneer at the moment. This Zichengpu's face changed faster than the sky, and he saw a beautiful man...... It's tempting!

And the city chief's weir didn't notice it at all, and even if he could, it would be automatically filtered by him.

He didn't react half a minute when he heard this, but touched the messy hair of Nan Moyi in his arms, "What if it's a princess?" ”

What the?

Everyone couldn't help but touch their ears.

They heard you right, right? It's just that even Ke is arrogant and arrogant, and even the man who suddenly appeared, it's the same?!

Nan Moyi couldn't help but laugh, her bright eyes sparkled, and she saw that the city chief's breath was stagnant, and her heart seemed to be held tightly.

If he could, he would have kissed her in the midst of thousands of horses!

But the little woman in her arms will definitely be angry!

Zicheng Pu's eyes widened even more, and he looked at the city chief weir with a dull face.

And what about the princess......

She's heard a lot of this today!

"Shoot !!" Zicheng Pu's eyes were blood-red, and he roared desperately, and the army behind him instantly drew his bow and crossbow and put the pitch-black arrow feathers on the rack. For a while, the sound of metal clashing continued, and the black arrow body with an icy arc pointed straight at the two of them.

And the two people on the other side still seemed to have never heard of it, if the sky really fell, the sword was on the neck, and they would not frown.

City Chief's gaze suddenly swept to a certain place, and after only staring for a moment, he retracted his gaze, hugged Nan Moyi in his arms, and chuckled, "Lean into my arms and close your eyes." ”

Nan Moyi raised her eyebrows and closed her eyes.

"I don't want you to see blood."

The big hand of the city chieftain weir covered Nan Moyi's head, and he forcibly buttoned Nan Moyi in his arms.

Nan Moyi gritted her teeth helplessly, but a smile unconsciously appeared on the corner of her mouth, not wanting her to see blood? In her previous life, she had not seen less blood than him......

But...... Protected like this...... It feels pretty good.

Huo Wu Gao Can's group slowly jumped down from the surrounding floors, and the group stared at the city chieftain weir who was tightly hugging Nan Moyi with great displeasure.

It's too much! Boss is always like that!

Just now they proposed to come down to save Nan Moyi, but he stopped them.

They still don't understand what's going on, and now they know that the city chieftain weir wants to be a hero to save the beauty and win back their hearts in one fell swoop.

It's selfish and partial!

Seeing the few people who suddenly appeared, Yan Shifeng's pupils couldn't help but shrink, that was...... The flame girl on the rivers and lakes, the fire dance? Isn't she serving the Lord of the Heartless Pavilion?

Don't...... The man wearing the mask is the elusive Heartless Pavilion Master?!

Yan Shifeng's eyes couldn't help but take a closer look at the city chief's body.

The natural arrogance that emanates from all over the body...... It's really not comparable to ordinary people......

Yan Shifeng frowned, staring at the cheeks of the city chieftain weir covered by a silver mask.

I just don't know what kind of peerless elegance the appearance under this mask is?

And the group of people next to him......

Seem...... It's all ...... The top master in the martial arts......

And Zicheng Pu didn't have any understanding of Huo Wu and others, she was a princess, and she disdained these things the most, and now naturally no one recognizes them.

Seeing that the city chief weir was about to leave with Nan Moyi in his arms, his face was anxious, and he was even more ruthless, and with a wave of his hand, he really instructed to release the arrow.

Cheng Chiefyan walked in vain with Nan Moyi, turned his body slightly, and his gentle eyes easily fell on the embarrassed Zicheng Pu.

It was as if he had been struck by a bolt of lightning, and his whole body was numb and stiffened by electricity.

Zichengpu's whole body stiffened, and all that was left in his mind was that shocking glance.

I don't see my face, I see my god.

A pair of dark eyes without the slightest emotion, no mockery, no hostility, no coldness.

But it gives people a feeling that their backs are like thorns, and they will die in the next second.

Zicheng Pu bit his lower lip, his eyes fell on Nan Moyi in his arms again, his eyes became red again, his heart was full of jealousy, throbbing wildly, and the movements in his hands finally slid down completely.

Thousands of sharp arrows broke free of their crossbows in an instant, sliding through the entire air, and the sound of their clattering was like a screeching sound that tore through skin.

The black pressed arrows were just like the rain of arrows encountered in Gao Nan and Nan Moyi that day, carrying a compelling momentum, like the god of death flying leisurely with a sickle.

Nan Moyi glanced up, and a smile lifted into the corner of his mouth.

The city chief weir pressed down her head, wrapped her whole person in his arms, and with a slight kick of her foot, the whole person flew up with Nan Moyi.

Everyone's breathing stopped, and they looked at the scene in mid-air in shock.

I saw the man in white holding a thin woman who was also dressed in white in his arms, jumping leisurely in the air.

The movement was not hurried, the rhythm was just right, and each time it stopped and jumped again, several arrows remained where it had just stood.

Huo Wu and the others gritted their teeth and looked at the back of the city chieftain who was leaving, and the weapons in everyone's hands waved, which also attracted a large wave of surprised eyes.

The boss always likes to be handsome!! Clean up the mess for them!!

That resentment almost became the substance, Nan Moyi couldn't help but look up at Huo Wu and the others in the distance again, and couldn't help but burst out laughing.

I saw that all of them were staring closely at the back of the city chief's weir, and they didn't look at the rain of arrows flying over, and they waved the arrows flying to their side and flew away.

The kung fu of this group of people...... It's really amazing.

Nan Moyi's eyes lit up, and she couldn't help but smack her tongue.

The city chief weir above his head listened to this, looked down at her with interest, and jumped down and down, without the slightest nervousness.

"What's there to see?"