"Shut up." Feng Feiyi has no time to clone herself, and she has to take care of her safety and send them away without hurting those refugees. In addition, there are many killers hiding in them to distract him, and he can't take it lightly.

A cold wind blew, and Su Yitong closed his mouth honestly, with tears in his eyes.

"Let's go." Swinging a strong wind, the broken clothes swayed in the wind, Feng Feiyi's cold eyes sank, his long arms wrapped around Su Yitong's waist, and with the help of a long sword that stabbed at him, he rose to the sky on his toes and escaped from the encirclement of the refugees.

I heard an angry shout behind me. "Give me ......"

Su Yitong panicked, looked back, and saw hundreds of refugees lying on the ground in pain, looking very miserable.

She Nunu mouthed, and said a little unbearably: "Feng Feiyi, are you too heavy, those people are innocent." ”

was already seriously ill and bewitched by others, in the final analysis, it was also self-inflicted and could not live, but she just felt that they were too pitiful.

Feng Feiyi glanced down at her, and said coldly: "Instead of worrying about them, Your Majesty should worry about yourself, if this king is not mistaken, these people are coming for you." ”

The chasing soldiers behind him were continuous, and it was obvious that those killers were first-class masters, and between a few jumps, the distance between them and the two of them was greatly shortened.

Su Yitong swallowed with difficulty. "Feng Feiyi, they're about to catch up, you hurry up."

"Don't move." Feng Feiyi shouted, "If you don't want to die, shut up." Tearing off the rags on his face, he said with a dark face: "Su Yitong, you remember to this king, you owe this king today." ”

He took her around and took advantage of the unpreparedness of those killers, concentrating his internal strength and clapping a few palms.

With a sound of "......boom", the palm wind slapped into the air and fell to the ground, instantly shooting a big hole, startling the dust.

In the moonlight, the tattered clothes of the two intertwined. Feng Feiyi said in a deep voice: "Let's go." ”

A few palms were thrown out of the air, and he took her and volleyed into the air. Fly towards the grove where the two of them came.

However, when the killers saw that they could not catch up with them, they began to set up their bows and crossbows.

The saber rattling was tense and murderous, and the tight bow and crossbow glowed blindingly in the moonlight.

Immediately, the sound of several arrows breaking through the air whizzed past the two of them. Su Yitong said angrily: "These people are too hateful, if the bright ones don't work, they will come to the dark, and I really think that the tiger is not powerful, and I am a sick cat." ”

"Hey! Wind Wings be careful. ”

Leaning back to dodge an arrow, Su Yitong was furious in his heart, and was thinking about whether to roll up his sleeves and let Feng Feiyi stop and fight with them, when his left hand suddenly touched the small bow and crossbow on his right wrist.

How did she forget this. Joy swelled her eyebrows, and she said, "Feng Feiyi, you stop first." ”

Feng Feiyi glanced sideways at the group of killers who were chasing after him, and couldn't help frowning.

Su Yitong said impatiently: "If you let you go down, you will go down......"

"That's what Your Majesty said." He wanted to see what kind of medicine she was selling in her gourd.

As soon as the big hand was released, Su Yitong fell into the void.

"Ah......h

She screamed in fright and said angrily: "Feng Feiyi, Lao Tzu is asking you to stop, not letting you drop it." ”

I closed my eyes in despair, seeing that she was about to fall and eat. The placket on the back of his neck was suddenly lifted, and at the same time, the low, evil voice of Feng Feiyi sounded. "This king is still when His Majesty suddenly says stop, what kind of kung fu will it be...... I didn't expect it...... Your Majesty, this ......"

The sarcasm is self-evident.

dragged her to the ground smoothly, Su Yitong was still inevitably thrown to the ground, and had a close contact with the earth.

"Feng Feiyi, you bastard, believe it or not, Lao Tzu killed you." With a wail, she got up from the ground with a frown.

At the same time, the killers had swept in front of the two of them.

The hilt sword was as bright as starlight, and it made a roaring sound, as if it was already excited about the person who was about to be killed.

Feng Feiyi stood with his hands in his hands and flew back a few steps. As soon as Su Yitong turned around, he disappeared. Angry and scolded: "Feng Feiyi, can you be a little manly." ”

Feng Feiyi didn't reply, but the group of killers couldn't wait to surround her. "Dog Emperor, take your life."

Su Yitong pressed the bow and crossbow on his wrist, took a step back, diverted everyone's attention and said, "Since you want to kill, then why don't you let me die a happy death, can you tell me first, who wants to kill me." ”

The killer sneered: "Do you think that you are also worthy?" ”

The long sword shook, the sword light was shining, and several people wanted to make a move, but they heard Su Yitong suddenly shout: "Slow ......"

The killers were stunned, and really stopped in place.

Su Yitong smiled slyly, flirted the hem of his clothes, straddled his thighs, straightened his back, put his left hand on his right wrist, and quickly tapped the switch through the stall where they stopped moving.

"Whoosh ......"

Tiny silver needles blended with the night, stabbing into the chests of two of the killers with lightning bolts.

"Bang" the body fell to the ground.

The man behind the two killers reacted immediately, swinging his long sword and slashing the tiny silver needle in two.

The silver needle is smeared with poison, and those who touch it will die.

She hooked her lips and smiled, and said sarcastically: "Let you look down on Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu will kill you now." ”

"Whoosh ......"

The sound of the silver needle breaking through the air sounded in the ears one after another, and the killers were unstoppable, and they were forced to retreat again and again, and two more killers went to the end.

"How to ......" she raised her eyebrows triumphantly, her long legs slashed towards the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust, she quickly tapped the mechanism of her bow and crossbow, and with a turn of her body, she ran towards the wind wings through the gap in the dust.

"Let's go."

Without saying a word, he pulled up the big broad hand of the wind wings and ran forward, not even caring about the direction.

Feng Feiyi looked at her playfully and said with a smile: "Your Majesty's move is beyond the expectations of this king." ”

"Or else! Lao Tzu doesn't leave a back move, and it can only be us who are waiting to be killed. ”

"Hehe......" Feng Feiyi chuckled, and his frowning brow suddenly loosened. That's right. ”

With his long arms stretched out, he grabbed her waist and flew forward.

After flying for a while, it was not until the murderous aura behind her gradually dissipated into invisibility that Feng Feiyi put down her and said, "I can't go back tonight, let's stay here for a while first." ”

"You mean to sleep here?" Su Yitong shrunk his neck and glanced at the barren mountains and mountains that were not in front of the village and behind the store, and felt a little scared inexplicably.

"Or else!" Feng Feiyi glanced at her and said, "Your Majesty should wait first, and this king will go and collect some firewood." ”

"No...... No. She quickly grabbed him and whispered, "I'm with you, is it okay?" ”

The dodging eyeballs in the peach blossom eyes rolled around, and Feng Feiyi smiled: "What, Your Majesty is afraid?" ”

"Uh-huh......" She didn't do it this time, she nodded again and again, and her palms were sweaty.

"Hmm." Feng Feiyi turned around and left.

Su Yitong chased after her, and her big eyes kept watching out for the wind and grass around her.

Feng Feiyi sensed her fear, so he didn't have anything to say, "What is that thing Your Majesty just used?" ”

Sure enough, as soon as she heard his voice, Su Yitong's guard in her heart relaxed a lot, she let go of him, rolled up her sleeves, revealed the delicate and small bow and crossbow, and asked, "That's what you said?" ”

Feng Feiyi nodded.

She smiled: "This is a simple weapon for self-defense, just in case you need it." ”

She originally thought that as soon as Feng Feiyi had the intention of killing her, she would use the advantage of this bow and crossbow to kill him. As a result, he didn't expect that Feng Feiyi didn't succeed, but saved his two lives at a critical moment.

"Indeed." Feng Feiyi raised his eyebrows, "Your Majesty, where did you buy this thing, as far as this king knows, there is no such weapon in the country." ”

And it can combine appearance and function into one, and it is practical, and there are very few of them.

"Of course." Su Yitong was a little proud, and said with a smile: "This is designed by me myself, and I can't buy it anywhere in the world except for me." ”

"Oh, really?" Feng Feiyi frowned slightly, but he didn't expect His Majesty the Emperor, who looked ordinary, to design such a thing. "Can you show this king?"

But after thinking about it, Su Yitong's recent changes are indeed big, and even if he does, it is not surprising.

"No." Su Yitong treasured the bow and crossbow in his arms, and said: "If you are a genius, just take a look, then I will lose a lot." What's more, this is her treasure for fighting the enemy in the future, so she won't let people learn it easily.

Wind Wings quickened his pace. "When the king didn't say it."

In the middle of the moon, the entire mountain was covered with a layer of silver-white moonlight.

The two found a clearing on the top of the hill and lit a fire to rest for a while. However, Su Yitong couldn't help but escape from sleepiness and fell asleep.

Early in the morning.

A gust of morning breeze drifted in with a chill, Su Yitong shivered from the cold, and woke up from his sleep.

At that time, it was not yet dawn.

The mountain wind was howling, and her thin body seemed to be dyed with morning dew, and she felt cold all over her body.

On the other end, Feng Feiyi slept peacefully against the stone, as if he had no intention of waking up. She shuddered, walked over with the cat bent, shook his arm, and called, "Wind Wing, wake up......"

"What's the matter?" There was exhaustion in his sleepy voice, and Feng Feiyi didn't even lift his eyelids.

"The ......," she tickled, "do you feel cold?" ”

Hearing this, Feng Feiyi opened his eyes slightly.

Su Yitong lowered his head and said, "I feel a little cold. ”

The fire had been extinguished, and the sky was as dark as night and white fog, and it was impossible to see the direction.

Feng Feiyi rubbed his temples, and said softly: "It's not dawn yet, Your Majesty should bear with it a little longer." ”

"But I'm cold......" Su Yitong softened his voice and said pitifully.

Feng Feiyi glanced at her and said speechlessly: "It's really what this king owes you in his last life." ”

Not to mention the private interview with Weifu, he also made him wear a stinking rag shirt, and now it is even better, he has changed from the regent who left the country to become her slave who does chores.

It's really a fire to think about.

"You ......"

With a hook of his lips and an extension of his long arms, he took her into his arms, closed his eyes and said, "Don't move." ”

Su Yitong was dumbfounded. Did she just say something? She said that she was cold, and she wanted him to make a fire, but he was good enough to take advantage of her.

Gritting her teeth, she was about to speak when she heard the deep voice in her ears sound again. "Don't make trouble, this king is a little sleepy."

Opening her mouth, she suddenly said, "Feng Feiyi, I said cold." ”

"The king knows."

"Then why don't you hurry up and ......?"

"Isn't it better for this king to keep His Majesty warm?"

Su Yitong: "......"

With the blessing of Feng Feiyi's body temperature, after a while, she also fell asleep.

When I woke up again, the glimmer of the morning light had already fallen on the two of them, warm Mianyang.

She stretched and was about to push away the wings to get up, only to find someone's big hand resting on her chest......

The figure trembled slightly, and she couldn't stop scolding angrily: "Feng Feiyi, your uncle, where to put your salty pig hands......"