Luo Fuxue's hair was Ling, and it was the first time she saw Yin Meng killing.

No, it should be heard.

It seems that he really cares about her.

So Teach His Royal Highness the King of Qin, when do you want to come and see your nearly dead concubine separated by a wall?

Luo Fuxue also convinced herself, but at this time, she was in another mood.

A burst of hot pain struck, as if it was about to tear her intestines, and she screamed miserably, and half fainted.

In the blur, I heard someone greeting: "Luo Fuxue, Luo Fuxue, Luo Fuxue." ”

She stretched out her eyes with difficulty, really wanted to fall asleep, and saw the face in front of her, but she was reluctant to close her eyes.

Raising her hand, she gently stroked the handkerchief-covered face: "You, are you a tease sent by the mountain prince?" ”

He was stunned and puzzled.

But he firmly hugged her into his arms: "Don't be afraid, I'm here to save you." ”

"Hehe, you can be a little later, really."

There was shame in his eyes: "There is a woman in the house who is dressed like you, who was also beaten half to death, covered in blood, I thought you were just a person in his house, so ......"

"I'm throwing myself into my arms now, do you want me?"

His throat tightened, and before he could speak, Luo Fuxue tried her best to hook his neck and send him to his lips and teeth.

He hugged her firmly and kissed her in return.

Luo Fuxue grabbed his belt and pulled it indiscriminately, wild and hot, enthusiastic and unrestrained.

Yin Meng seemed to notice a difference: "How are you?" ”

"Hold back your talk, kiss me."

Regarding his slight distraction, she expressed strong dissatisfaction, hugged his skull, like holding a pig's trotter, and gnawed indiscriminately.

Hands do not rest, continue to fight for the clothes of the cloud.

Unable to pull the belt around Yin Meng's waist, she changed to tearing his collar roughly, greedily sucking his neck.

She understood that something was wrong.

"Luo Fuxue, Luo Fuxue."

He called out to her again, and she seemed to be completely inaudible.

His lips and teeth were biting his collarbone violently, and his legs swayed unbearably......

He suddenly understood something.

"Bastard, he did it to you...... Luo Fuxue, bear with me, I'll take you back. ”

She was quiet, he looked down, and she endured it to the limit, and fell into a deep sleep.

Breathing hastily, sweating, the fist on his side, clenching his fist tightly, a precautionary posture, he was stabbed in pain.

Possessed and kissed her eyebrows: "Don't be afraid, Luo Fuxue, I'm here." “

The clenched fist gradually loosened, and she fell into a deep sleep.

The body is very hot, hot and hot.

In a daze, I felt that there was a pair of warm hands, hesitating back and forth on her.

Luo Fuxue instinctively absorbed the comfort and coldness brought by these hands.

Between his lips and teeth, he let out an unbearable soft moan.

She arched her waist in response to the hand's request.

All the movements, completely led to instinct.

Yin Meng's hand was slightly stiff.

The man with misty eyes, flushed expressions, and muttering vaguely was indeed testing his perseverance.

He didn't want her like this, she was covered in injuries and unconscious, and he couldn't talk about her like this.

Urging Gong helped her dissipate most of the medicinal properties, and the remaining medicinal properties would not be so dangerous as to torment her.

But now, under the arrangement of the residual medicinal properties, she has repeatedly been enthusiastic and invited, which has led to the greatest suffering for him.

His fingertips paused on her body, and at the slightest touch, she writhed unbearably, sensitive like a kitten.

He possessed her, kissed her forehead, and his voice was low and hoarse: "Luo Fuxue, bear with it again." ”

The arched body, as if he understood his soft voice, gradually fell back, and fell into a deep sleep again.

Yin Meng's lips and teeth didn't dare to tease her at will, but she was greedy, kissed her lips, covered her with a thin quilt, picked up the basin, and went out to change the water.

Qingxing waited at the door and took Yin Meng's basin: "Master, how is it?" ”

"It's okay, Qingxing, what about Xu Shu, have you returned?"

"It's back." Without waiting for Qingxing to reply, he saw a gray figure from a distance, carrying a bloodstained man with unknown life and death on his shoulder.

Qingxing hurriedly greeted him: "Lord Xu Feng, what is this?" ”

The tall man, carrying Xu Shu's shoulder, didn't seem to be too negative.

Xu Shu took out a hand and patted the man's buttocks: "My prey." ”

This time, it seemed to hurt the man's solemnity, and he struggled and shouted: "Female devil, let me down." ”

"Yo, don't pretend to be dizzy, my sister carried you all the way, is it cool?"

Smack, another slap in the ass.

"Ah, you witch, let me go." The man struggled, but it didn't work, he was still pressed on Xu Shu's shoulder, he couldn't move, and the injury was indeed not light.

Yin Meng didn't seem to blame, but Qing Xing was stammering.

If he is not mistaken, the person on the shoulders of Lord Xu Feng, he, he, him, finally fell into the hands of Lord Xu Feng.

It's just that Lord Xu Shaogu is also a man, so Lord Xu Feng should give him some decency.

Xu Shu didn't.

"Since you're awake, let's go by yourself."

Xu Shu didn't "pity the fragrance and cherish the jade", and threw Xu Moting off his shoulder.

Qingxing hurriedly freed up a hand to catch Xu Moting.

The universe returned to its place, and after being dizzy for a while, Xu Moting found that Yin Meng with an indifferent face not far away was like seeing a savior.

"Yin Meng, save me." He pounced on Yin Meng with hope, but before he could get closer, his belt was pulled, and with a heavy pull, he fell back into Xu Shu's chest.

"Don't you see his face? If he doesn't kill you today, you should burn high incense. - You just have nothing to do, otherwise I won't be able to spare this Luo Fuxue. ”

Yin Meng protected his shortcomings, and he must have thought that this matter would depend on Xu Moting.

Coincidentally, she Xu Shu also has the same personality, this matter is definitely provoked by Luo Fuxue, Luo Fuxue is a brainless person.

Xu Moting screamed bitterly, bitter: "You are blind, I still call it okay, it is better to let me die in the dungeon, it is better to fall into your hands, life is better than death." ”

"It's better to live than to die?" Xu Shu raised his eyebrows, a little evil, and lowered his voice to Xu Moting's ear, "Is it really better to die than to live?" In the dungeon, who is rampage, and who is still unsatisfied? ”

Xu Moting whined.

Doesn't she know how to humiliate this woman?

Qing Xing obviously heard it too, her expression was flushed, and she shrank back.

This pair is poisonous.

"Yin Meng, how is your stupid Fuxue now?"

He can still stand here calmly now, and he didn't come up to break Xu Moting's neck, roughly, his Fuxue is very safe.

Yin Meng just glanced at Xu Moting coldly, didn't say a word, and turned around and entered the house.

It seems that his Fuxue is not particularly good, and he endures the killing intent towards Xu Moting.

Yin Meng entered and closed the door, leaving them all coldly outside.

Xu Shu was a little displeased: "What attitude." ”

Xu Moting was also a little worried about Luo Fuxue: "Qingxing, what's going on?" ”

At this time, Xu Shu was even more unhappy: "Little Momo, Mrs., what do you want you to worry about." ”

Qingxing was a little embarrassed, and told the truth: "Fu Xue returned, she was poisoned, Yin Mengyungong helped her urge the poison, and now she is still asleep." ”

Xu Shuru heard the Arabian Nights: "You mean, Yin Mengyungong helped her to promote drugs." ”

"Yes."

Even Xu Moting was quite frightened: "Didn't you go into battle in person to help her detoxify?" ”

Qingxing stiffened, and the corners of her mouth twitched: "Yes." ”

Two, don't ask, and your subordinates won't dare to reply to you if you ask again.

They really didn't ask, looked at each other, nodded in understanding, understood each other's benefits, looked at the room with pity, shook their heads and sighed: "Yin Meng, you can't be." ”

Before the words fell, the closed door opened without wind, revealing a strong cold and cold atmosphere.

Xu Shule couldn't support it: "Haha, it looks like it's right." ”

Xu Moting just wanted to escape, so he beat him, and his broken body today was even more powerless to resist.

Qingxing avoided retreating, afraid of being troubled.

A really strong wind passed by his face, and before Xu Shu finished laughing, he was forced to take a few steps back by a palm wind.

Holding Xu Moting, it was not easy to play, so he was slapped and vomited a mouthful of blood.

"Yin Meng, you actually dare to do it with me, okay, come on, fight, I haven't discussed it with you kid for a long time, don't forget, your kid's martial arts may have been taught by me."

Xu Moting watched warmly on the side, not afraid of big things: "Female devil, there is a saying that the disciples have been taught, and they starved to death sir, Yin Meng, I support you and kill her." ”

Qingxing hurriedly persuaded: "Master, Lord Xu Feng, friends should calm down." ”

Obviously, his words are air.

The two sides fought, one with a bare fist and the other with a soft sword drawn from his waist.

The soft sword turned into a silver dragon, rolling high and low.

The fist wind is as sharp as a knife, and as fast as lightning.

The surrounding sand and rocks flew around, and the fallen leaves rolled wildly, gradually causing a strong air flow around the two of them, which outsiders could not approach.

Qingxing is not worry-free, this is real.

Xu Moting has a lot of time, it is best to kill one and cripple the other, and it is okay to burn all the jade.

Hundreds of rounds, the two of them fought from the sky to the ground, and from the ground to the sky.

For a long time, Qing Xing looked up and counted her neck, and Xu Moting was tired of looking at her eyes.

Luo Fuxue woke up slowly, only thinking that her scalp hurt, her buttocks hurt, her body was weak, and she had no strength.

Looking out the door, I only saw a piece of flying sand and rocks, and the sky was dark.

Where is she?

I don't remember much about what happened before I fell into a coma.

Rubbing the skull, in addition to the intense pain, there is also a feeling of dizziness and vomiting.

It's about a concussion.

She remembers the pain in her buttocks.

She and Xu Moting were ambushed, she inhaled ecstasy, and pulled off the hairpin in order to wake up and "masochist".

It still hurts, it seems that the wound is still very new, and it is not far from that day.

She didn't remember what had happened in the distance.

At worst, he died.

Now it seems that it is clear that she is still alive.

Hengyu in front of him, in addition to the fresh flying sand and stones rolled up outside, looks quite elegant and meticulous.

On the wall of the house, there is a garland of iron wire, on which is a bunch of dried rose flowers, although the other arrangements in the room are not outstanding, just look at this garland, you can see that the owner is a person with a good taste in life.

She struggled to her feet and heard a voice shouting and cheering outside.

"Fight, fight, fight well, fight well, fight to the death."

Xu Moting.

She rejoiced.

She is not afraid of her own death, the only thing she is afraid of being tired of Xu Moting.

Standing up and running out the door, she was quickly pushed back by a strong air current, took a few steps back in embarrassment, and almost fell to the ground.

Grandma's, what the hell?

It didn't seem practical to go through the front door, but luckily there was another window.

Opening the window, she turned over, walked over half a wall, and saw Xu Moting not far away, just in time, holding her arms and looking at the flying sand and stones in front of her.

Looking at it carefully, it seems to be two people, fighting up, rolling up the sky and flying sand, overwhelming.

Obediently, who is with whom, what hatred and what grudge, it is like this.

She didn't care about it, and walked towards Xu Moting happily, Xu Moting was dressed in blood, but his energy was excellent, could it be that this is the latest dressing style of this bag, this kind of bloody clothes with a sense of trampling, pleasing to the eye?

"Hey, Xu Moting, are you okay?"

"What can I do?" Xu Moting didn't look back, and was happy to watch the play.

As if he understood something, he turned around suddenly, and his eyes were a little incredulous: "Where did you come from?" ”

Luo Fuxue pointed to the window: "There was a fight at the front door, I came out of the window, where is this?" Who are these two? This is a revenge for killing his father, like this? ”

When Xu Moting heard this, he smiled and bent over, as if he had heard a big joke: "The revenge of killing my father, hahahaha, hahahaha." ”