Feng Jiutian got up from Yan Yeming's arms with his forehead, staggered, and finally stood up straight.

The black-haired man hugged a bewitching woman in his arms, the woman locked her willow eyebrows, and glared at the man resentfully, "Huai Shaoxia, please let Luo'er go." Please respect yourself. ”

The man reached out and pinched her ice muscles and snow bones dissatisfiedly, "Sister Shui, I really can't remember that Ben is missing?" ”

"Let her go." Feng Jiutian was annoyed, and glared at the frivolous Huai Xuan, "Let go of Luo'er, otherwise Miss Ben will be unkind to you." ”

Yan Yeming grabbed her, put his lips to her ear, and whispered, "Jiu'er, you are not his opponent. ”

"Let go, let go, I can't watch Luo'er being bullied by him." Wrinkled his little face bitterly and said indignantly.

"Sister Shui, do you know that you seduced Ben Shao first." His bony fingers brushed over the petal-like side of her face, imagining her beauty.

"Smack." A slap was slapped on Huai Xuan's face, and with a hard blow, five handprints were left on the fair-skinned and handsome face.

"Huai Shaoxia, please respect yourself." The voice is delicate and soft, as in the past, something is shaking in the eyes.

He called her Sister Water? It was so familiar, and she wanted to continue thinking about it, but her head suddenly hurt, like thousands of ants biting, which made her feel terrible pain.

Sister Shui, that emotional call melted that charming and stoic heart, like a spring breeze blowing through the tip of her heart.

Who was it, who was calling her, so familiar, so warm.

"Huaixuan, don't blame her, she drank the water of forgetfulness back then." As if remembering something, a trace of pity flashed in his eyes, looking at the woman who was squatting on the ground, in pain.

"Be good to her, this life is what I Feng Jiutian owes her." A tear trail crossed his eyes, and he turned around resolutely.

She knew that she still had a long way to go, and the grievances between Shui Luo'er and Huai Xuan were also caused by her.

Luo'er drank the water of forgetfulness for her, and since then, the tender eyes that are full of hope have become cold and clear.

let go of her children's affection and became the saint of the Fire Clan instead of her.

She will always keep this kindness in her heart, she will never forget, that day, the peach blossoms rained, she cried so much pear blossoms with rain, I saw you pity, she held her palm, cold.

If she is discovered, she will be removed from the priesthood, expelled from her clan, and spurned by all the people.

I'm sorry, Lore, I'll be back to the Fire Clan to see you, but not now.

There was a faint pain in the atrium, Yan Yeming took her hand and entered the passage together.

"Yan Yeming, you said in your previous life, did we ever know each other?" She suddenly had the feeling that she had crossed paths with him in her previous life, and just because she had met him for the first time, it left a deep impression on her mind.

"Nope." In a faint word, those cold eyes fluctuated a little, and the hand holding him became colder and colder.

"That's it, I don't care about the past life, as long as I grasp this life, I will be content." Warmth flowed between his hands, but his purple eyes were a little darker.

Through the long passage, I suddenly swam out of the water, and the view is a beautiful view.

The trees are lush and the birds are chirping.

"This king has been waiting for you for a long time?" A sound pierced the sky, and a fierce demonic aura hit the water, stirring up a thousand waves.

Feng Jiutian's whole body was weak at this time, and he couldn't lift his spirits in the indentation, and he was protected by Yan Ye in his arms, and the Dao palm wind fell on his body.

"Poof." Rao escaped in time, or was hit by that palm wind, and spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Yan Yeming." Feng Jiutian's trembling voice pierced the sky, shaking away countless birds in the forest, and desolation crossed those painful eyes.

His lips trembled, and he swept across his white jade-like face, but he saw him slowly open his eyes and gently call her Jiu'er.

"Yan Yeming, are you okay?" A trace of panic crossed Feng Jiutian's eyes, and he looked at him in a daze.

"Let the heavens and the earth be covered." After the cruel words, the upper convenience immediately sprinkled a golden net, Yan Ye Ming was just about to flee with Feng Jiutian, how did he know that the speed was not timely, the net had been unloaded, and it shrouded them fiercely, no matter how they struggled, the net became tighter and tighter, and Shengsheng squeezed them together.

She leaned her body against his slightly cool chest, and looked at the Donghuang Mo who was standing with her hands in her pale golden eyes with a hint of fierceness, and clenched her fists fiercely.

No wonder they let them go easily, it turned out that they had already planted an ambush in the Elf Island, they were really smart and confused for a while, how could she and Yan Yeming not think of it?

Thinking of him, he suddenly turned his head and held his face with his hand, "Yan Yeming, are you okay?" Meiyan was nervous, and there was a trace of chagrin in her heart, if it weren't for her, they wouldn't have been arrested. It won't get to that point.

Yan Yeming opened his eyes and wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, "Jiu'er, you are so nervous about the deity, aren't you in love with the deity?" ”

Feng Jiutian's originally nervous smile suddenly darkened, "It's all this time, do you still have the heart to joke?" Her body was now very close to him, the softness of her body directly against his hard chest.

"The deity is not joking, the deity likes Jiu'er." Purple eyes stared at her little face, full of affection, as if the stars in the sky were eternal.

Feng Jiutian's heart trembled for a long time, remembering the scene where he blocked a blow for her just now, and it was difficult to say anything disobedient to him in his heart.

But who knows, when someone saw that she didn't speak, he was even more embarrassed, "Jiu'er, you see that the deity is injured, can you hug the deity?" ”

"Hug your sister." Feng Jiutian immediately turned his face, thinking of the embarrassing scene they were in now, and pulled him back. But it inadvertently touched his wound, and the handsome face like jade suddenly turned white, and a lot of blood flowed from the corners of his mouth.

Seeing this scene, Feng Jiutian was stunned again and lowered his head, "I didn't mean to, I didn't know that your wound hadn't healed yet......"

Her heart trembled once, and she looked down at the place where her hand had touched just now, and the snow-white clothes slowly bloomed a bewitching flower.

That place was a merciless stab she had at the beginning, although it did not reach the heart, the wound was not shallow.

That time if she hadn't stopped, perhaps, now she couldn't see him, thinking of the beginning, she was afraid.

Since he had been so badly injured and had not yet recovered, he went to Hades to save her and escorted her all the way here.

She is not a heart made of ice, so she is naturally not hard-hearted, but she is not easily moved, but now, there is a little shaking.

Looking at the man in front of her who was looking at her affectionately, she was inexplicably happy.

"Jiu'er, don't be afraid, I will protect you. It's just a small wound, and it's not in the way of the deity. His voice swept across the tip of her heart and touched somewhere softest in her.