Shen Yunxi stood at the door, and for a moment, he was stunned.

This voice sounded very weak, but it could not make people feel oppressive with his words.

When he turned his eyes, he saw that familiar figure, and Long Jiu, who had been injured and was resting in the room, was guarding him at this time, his eyes were like torches.

His face was still as pale as paper, and he was a little thinly dressed, as if he was in a hurry. But despite this, he still couldn't hide the coldness and noble temperament he exuded.

Shen Yunxi looked at him fixedly, and his feet were as if they were filled with lead, and he couldn't move forward.

He turned his head to look at the bottom of her deep eyes and smiled.

"Feng Qingchen, you lied to me!" Ye Mingxuan resisted desperately while accusing Feng Qingchen.

Feng Qingchen retracted his gaze, smiled coldly, and said, "To deal with you, do you still need to be polite?" ”

"Even if you're welcome, at least you can't take advantage of Yunxi! You dare to use her to lure me out, and in order to catch me, you really can do it to yourself! Feng Qingchen, you are so insidious! As soon as he finished saying this, Ye Mingxuan was stabbed firmly on his back, and the bright red blood infected his pure black night clothes. In an instant, the air was filled with a disgusting smell of blood.

Ye Mingxuan didn't even say a word, and fought back with a sword, without the slightest slack in his hands.

And his words made Feng Qingchen's heart tighten, and he looked at Shen Yunxi with deep tension and exploration in his eyes, however, Shen Yunxi's face did not have the slightest discoloration, but the corners of his red lips still raised a faint smile.

Seeing this, Feng Qingchen's heart finally widened.

He walked slowly towards her, his feet struggling. But even so, Shen Yunxi didn't immediately rush over, blaming him for still being able to do so here, blaming him for not treating himself well.

It wasn't until he walked a meter away from her that her clear voice rang in his ears, "You stand there and don't move, wait for me to come." ”

Feng Qingchen frowned, listened to her words, stopped in the snow, and waited for her to come to his side.

Long Jiu stood behind him, holding an umbrella for him, shielding him from the falling snowflakes around him.

Her pace towards him seemed a little fast, and there was a sense of impatience in her trance. And Shen Yunxi walked towards him step by step, looking at him who was close at hand, she suddenly remembered a sentence: If there is a distance of one hundred steps between us, as long as you take one step towards me, I will bravely walk the remaining ninety-nine steps towards you.

This sentence may not be so appropriate for them. However, she suddenly read the irony in these words.

Love is not compromised. True love is tolerance rather than indulgence, care rather than pampering, and blending.

But is it between them? At this moment, she suddenly became suspicious.

In front of him, she stopped, her voice was extremely soft, and she asked, "Is it okay to come out at this time?" It's just that the hand that hangs at her side, hidden in the sleeve, is clenched into a fist, and her fingertips are clenched into the flesh, but she doesn't feel any pain.

"It's nothing, it's just a trivial. Don't worry. Feng Qingchen shook his head lightly and said. There is a soft smile in the bottom of the eyes, giving people a warm feeling in this snowy night. However, Shen Yunxi still felt a little cold.

"Hmm. I'm relieved that nothing happens. Shen Yunxi retracted his gaze from the wound on his chest and said.

Feng Qingchen nodded, staring at her with a smile on the corner of his lips.

Was it his delusion that the guard in battle saw his smile and was so shocked that his sword almost fell out of his hand? Is the prince laughing?

It's not like the sneering or sneering at them in the past, but a real heartfelt laugh.

It's just that because of Ye Mingxuan's words, Feng Qingchen couldn't help but be a little worried in his heart.

There were some things he had to explain to her.

However, before he could explain, the noisy voice of Ye Mingxuan over there sounded again: "Feng Qingchen, there are some things that you can admit when you do them." No matter how much you explain, it's in vain, Yunxi is not one of those warblers and swallows around you, so easy to be bullied by you. ”

At first glance, these words seemed to have a bit of grievances for Shen Yunxi, but what the truth of the matter was, only Ye Mingxuan knew it in his heart.

Feng Qingchen turned around suddenly, full of anger, he pointed at the Night Immortal Xuan who was struggling to resist in the fierce battle over there, and commanded in a cold voice: "Long Wu, don't show mercy to your subordinates, take him down!" ”

Hearing this, Long Wu changed his moves, and united with several other guards to force Ye Mingxuan to retreat, and then with a bang, he was stabbed in the thigh again, and Ye Mingxuan's feet were weak, and he staggered to his knees and fell to the ground, and when he got up again, it was in vain.

The sword in Long Wu's hand ruthlessly pressed towards him, but at this moment, Feng Qingchen's voice suddenly sounded: "Stop!" ”

When Long Wu heard this, he suddenly retracted the cold sword he swung, and the internal force in his body rebounded, almost injuring himself.

But, for the sake of Feng Qingchen, he was willing.

Feng Qingchen turned around and said to Shen Yunxi: "Wait for me here, I'll be back in a while." After speaking, he smiled lightly at her, and then walked slowly towards the Night Stygian Pavilion.

Ye Mingxuan stared at Feng Qingchen who was slowly walking towards him with condensed eyes, and there was a bit of disdain and ridicule left under the silver mask.

"Do you know how you will die?" Feng Qingchen looked at him coldly.

"Do you think I'm afraid? Five years ago, I put life and death on the line. Ye Mingxuan said disdainfully, not caring at all. But the result of these words was that the long sword that was originally across his neck added a little more force.

The sharp edge of the sword cut through his skin, and the pain attacked his senses. However, his face still did not change.

Feng Qingchen smiled, laughing a little arrogantly, then stopped laughing, looked at him cruelly and said, "Don't worry, I will definitely accept your life." Stopped, his eyes swept over Shen Yunxi behind him, and he said again: "But it won't be today." After speaking, he raised his hand and instructed Long Wu: "Pull him down and put him in prison!" ”

"Yes, lord." Long Wu arched his hand and gave the order. Turning around, he commanded the guards to drag the Night Stygian down.

Ye Mingxuan had a sneer in his eyes, but he was looking at Shen Yunxi, who was standing in the snow and looked a little lonely, and his eyes were a little worried.

Feng Qingchen saw this scene in his eyes, his eyes lit up, and he shouted: "Drag it down!" "His eyes are really in the way of his eyes! When does his princess need him to worry!

The guards didn't dare to delay any longer, and quickly took the Night Immortal Xuan out of the Shattered Jade Xuan.

Zhilu Dao couldn't see his figure, Feng Qingchen turned around and walked in front of Shen Yunxi, and was about to open his mouth, but Shen Yunxi preemptively said: "It's not early, the prince is injured, let's go back to the room to rest early." After speaking, she raised her head and said to Long Jiu behind him: "Help the prince go back to the room, the weather is cold, don't aggravate the injury." ”