Luo Mansion, outside the bamboo building.

"Little guy, you're wrong to blame Mo Xuan!"

Nangong Liuyun, who was embarrassed, grabbed Feng Wanwan's hand that had not yet fallen, and glanced at the silent Mo Xuan apologetically. After Mo Xuan bowed his head slightly, he dodged back to the position that should have belonged to him.

"Dead demon, you, you're okay! That's great! ”

Nangong Liuyun's voice was like pouring a clear spring on the flames of anger, instantly calming down the out-of-control Feng Wanwan. After being stunned for a few seconds, he slowly turned around, and the worry and fear in his eyes were still lingering in his eyes.

"Little guy, you said that the scourge lives for a thousand years, how can the husband be willing to leave you?"

Nangong Liuyun raised his hand to brush away the black ash on Feng Wanwan's face, and also smashed the tears condensed in her eyes and fell. Tears rolled down his cheeks, leaving black marks. Nangong Liuyun wiped it with his hands, but the more he wiped it, the more he felt that he couldn't finish his tears. After a slight sigh, he pulled the little one into his arms and lent her his chest to cry freely.

Sitting in the unnoticed corner of the roof, Mo Xuan stroked half of his painful red face with one hand. Looking at the two people hugging each other in the courtyard, a sour feeling permeated his heart. The hand hanging down at his side, beads of blood dripped from the fingertips, click, click......

Nangong Liuyun just hugged Feng Wanwan and stood in the night, quietly waiting for Feng Wanwan, who was crying in Nangong Liuyun's arms, to gradually calm down.

"Dead demons, you...... By the way, what about the Major General? ”

Feng Wanwan wanted to ask Nangong Liuyun how he left the locked room, but she felt that she was looking forward to him not being able to get out. After struggling for a long time, Feng Wanwan changed the question.

"This, it should start with the husband leaving the bamboo building......"

Previously, Nangong Liuyun heard Mama Jiang say that Luo Xi was still over there, so she came out to take a look. Brought the movie star to Rossi's courtyard, the whole courtyard was quiet, and there was not even a light in the room.

Pushing open the door of the room, it was pitch black, except for the unconscious Roshi lying on the bed. Nangong Liuyun walked towards the bed, and as soon as he took a step, he felt his ankles tighten, and the whole person was hung upside down.

"Master!"

The movie star waved the long sword in his hand, and the sword light flashed and cut the rope that tied Nangong Liuyun's ankle, and Nangong Liuyun turned over with a harrier and fell to the ground. The movie star took out the fire fold from his arms, and with the faint light of the fire fold, he found that the floor of this room was already covered with all kinds of traps, rope sleeves, and beast traps, which were intricate and dense.

Nangong Liuyun swung out the gold-edged red fan, and the internal force swept it aside, and then approached the bed. After the movie star carried Roshi, he found that the door could not be opened, and he could vaguely smell the smell of spirits. Just as he was about to kick the door, he heard the sound of a thump on the door, and under the influence of the spirits, the whole room was quickly surrounded by fire, and it was out of control......

The movie star and Nangong Liuyun who were carrying Luo Xi had to retreat to the bed, and before the fire reached the window at that time, they broke out of the window. It was the moment when Feng Wanwan heard the loud noise outside the bamboo building. Nangong Liuyun and the movie star carried Luo Xi back to the bamboo building from the back of the house, and Feng Wanwan rushed over from the front, just missing it.

After Nangong Liuyun went back to the Bamboo Youlou and placed Luo Xi, he couldn't find the little guy everywhere. Hearing the commotion in the direction of Luo Xi's courtyard, he walked downstairs just to watch the scene of Feng Wanwan breaking into the sea of fire.

"You take care of the old lady, I'll save the young master!"

Nangong Liuyun was embarrassed and was about to go to the sea of fire to save Feng Wanwan, but a black figure rushed over faster than him, leaving only a short sentence floating in the air.

……

"Little guy, did you say you blamed Mo Xuan!"

Nangong Liuyun told Feng Wanwan about his journey to save Luo Xi, and Feng Wanwan lowered her head at a loss. It turned out that Mo Xuan was trying to save himself, it turned out that he was wrong to blame him, and he slapped him so hard, it must have hurt a lot.

"Little guy, go and apologize to Mo Xuan! He cares no less about you than for his husband! ”

Nangong Liuyun rubbed the top of Feng Wanwan's head, turned around and went back to the Bamboo Tower. Nangong Liuyun, who walked back to the building, kept clenching his fists and smiled bitterly, he would actually help another man explain one day. Sure enough, in the little guy, her bottom line and her pride can be abandoned, as long as she is intact.

The scene of the little guy rushing towards the sea of fire before his eyes reappeared before his eyes, and his frightened heart almost stopped beating. He was one step slower than Mo Xuan, only one step slower. At the end of the scene, when the whole house collapses, the throbbing pain in his heart repeatedly tells him how scared the little one is to leave him like this.

So Mo Xuan brought the little guy back so that he could still see the little guy, and he was grateful. Because of this, he Nangong Liuyun persuaded the little guy to apologize to Mo Xuan. Mo Xuan didn't even care about his life and rushed directly to save the little guy, but Nangong Liuyun saw this concern clearly.

Nangong Liuyun comforted himself and walked back to the room, taking care of the two unconscious and one injured person.

Outside the bamboo building.

Feng Wanwan knew that Mo Xuan was actually guarding in the dark not far from her, and when she looked around, she could smell the subtle smell of blood in the air. Following the direction of the taste, Feng Wanwan flew onto the roof. I saw that Mo Xuan was biting one end of the bandage with his teeth with the red palm print, and the other hand was pulling the other end, roughly bandaging the injured arm, and blood stains were oozing from the white bandage.

"I'll help you!"

Feng Wanwan stepped forward, snatched the bandage from Mo Xuan's hand, and untied the roughly wound bandage, and a large piece of flesh and blood on his arm that was burned by the fire was blurred in front of Feng Wanwan's eyes. He took out the ointment for the treatment of burns from his sleeve and used his fingers to pick out a little bit and rub it on Mo Xuan's wound. In order to make Mo Xuan feel better, Feng Wanwan applied the ointment and blew lightly, hoping to alleviate Mo Xuan's pain a little.

Feng Wanwan lowered her head to apply ointment to Mo Xuan, but Mo Xuan couldn't feel the stinging pain of the wound at all. In his eyes, there is only his young master. The breath that belonged to her sprayed on her arm, gently brushing her arm, and also brushing away the sourness that came out of Mo Xuan's heart.

After applying the ointment, the blood-stained bandage from before was of course unusable. Feng Wanwan touched the sleeves and found that there were no extra bandages on her body, so she directly took out the silk handkerchief in the sleeve and wrapped it around Mo Xuan's wound, and tied a cute bow.

"Mo Xuan, I'm sorry, I was too impatient just now!"

Feng Wanwan changed to a swelling ointment and smeared it on the bright red palm print on Mo Xuan's face. Because Mo Xuan is taller than Wan Xuan, Feng Wan Wan has to raise her head and raise her hand to be able to get Mo Xuan's face, so Feng Wan Wan can be said to be face to face and say sorry to Mo Xuan.

The cool feeling of the ointment relieved the heat of the palm print, and the touch of Feng Wanwan's fingers made Mo Xuan's heart palpitations uncontrollable.

The Xuanjian that never left his hand fell from Mo Xuan's hand, and his big hand hugged Feng Wanwan, and lowered his head to kiss the ruddy lips. Feng Wanwan's hand was still on Mo Xuan's face, and the sudden kiss made Feng Wanwan's eyes widen.

Mo Xuan obeyed what he wanted in his heart and hugged his young master, and the warm touch was something he had never experienced sweetness. Mo Xuan hugged Feng Wanwan like this, his lips touched, motionless, jerky next to each other. Feng Wanwan's eyes were extremely round, and the whole person was still in shock, and she even forgot about it.

Syllable!!! A loud slap sounded, and Feng Wanwan, who had already reacted from the shock, slapped Mo Xuan, who couldn't control his throbbing, to wake up. In a panic, he could only kneel, not daring to look at Feng Wanwan's expression.

"Young master, I'm sorry that Mo Xuan overstepped!"

"You! I! You! ”

After talking for a long time, Feng Wanwan couldn't say it at all. Was she forcibly kissed by Mo Xuan? Mo Xuan actually ...... to her.

Feng Wanwan struggled for a long time, wiped her lips with her sleeve, and flew off the roof. Mo Xuan knelt on the roof like this, raised his hand to touch his lips, and the sweetness seemed to remain on his lips, which was a strange feeling that Mo Xuan had never experienced before.

Feng Wanwan rushed off the roof, and did not return to the bamboo building, but flew out of Luofu, floating aimlessly in the night. I just flew all the way forward, without realizing that I had left the city, and was getting farther and farther away......

Feng Wanwan's impression of Mo Xuan includes the indifference and recklessness when she first met when she was a child, the loyalty and courage of blocking arrows for her when the Yunwang Mansion was broken into, and the silence with injuries and rain, and the anxiety when the three-eyed ghost dragon was thrown away by herself......

She never thought that Mo Xuan, who had always been her secret guard in the dark, would one day show different feelings for her.

Beside her, Nangong Liuyun, who already has a reputation, as well as Siqin, Feng Mian, and Ji Chi, who is far away in Dongli, her love debt has not been repaid, and now there is another Mo Xuan......

The more Feng Wanwan thought about it, the more she felt that her head was a mess, and Mo Xuan's dragonfly kiss made Feng Wanwan have to face Mo Xuan's hidden feelings for her. Mo Xuan saved her life again and again, she thought it was just the obedience of the secret guard to the master. Now it seems different, she seems to have overlooked a lot of details......

Whew!!

Feng Wanwan unconsciously ran into the valley of no return in the suburbs, and even paid no attention to the 'no return' warning stone monument erected at the intersection. With a wolf roar, Feng Wanwan came back to her senses, only to find that she had been surrounded by a group of hungry wolves, and the terrible roar was made by the wolf king lying on the high boulder behind the wolves.

The wolf king is a burly man, with long fangs, turquoise eyes, and a coat of silver satin-like fur, each of which shows that it is extraordinary.

The wolf king stood up, his silver hair shining in the moonlight, and howled at the moon. After this long howl like an order, the wolves around Feng Wanwan were ready to move, and they pounced on Feng Wanwan one after another.

Rumble!!!

Feng Wanwan pinched the trick, resisted with the power of the soul trick, and pinched the trick with both hands to blast out bursts of blood mist among the wolves. The smell of blood permeated, which aroused the ferocity of the wolves even more, and even the wolf king standing on the boulder showed a terrifying fierce light. The number of wolves is huge, and even if Feng Wanwan uses the power of the soul trick to blast out a gap, it will soon be replaced by the hungry wolves around her.

Whew!!

There was another wolf howl, and the huge wolf king jumped off the boulder, like a king, so that the hungry wolves around him avoided one after another, leaving a distance around the wolf king. The wolf king shook his scarlet tongue and grinded his front paws to try Feng Wanwan, a delicacy delivered to the door.

The huge body jumped up, obscuring the moonlight, and the sharp wolf claws swung towards the phoenix. Feng Wanwan used the power of the soul trick to resist, and the silver needles that shot out intermittently from the side were slapped away by the wolf king's claws.

Tear !!

Feng Wanwan's shoulders and back were cut by the wolf's claws with several extremely deep wounds, and the blood quickly stained the plain clothes. The phoenix that fell to the ground rolled on the spot, dodging the second palm slapped by the wolf king. The stinging pain in her back reminded Feng Wanwan that now was not the time to be strong, so she felt the signal in her arms and shot out.

Feng Wanwan left, and the two men in the bamboo building didn't know. Until the sky outside the capital lit up with an eye-catching Manzhu Sawa signal......