Feng Wuwu saw that Si Ming's attitude was particularly resolute, so he pulled his throat and called Jun Mo Dye's name, "Jun Mo Dye, the green grass is as tough as silk, is the rock not transferred?" ”

Si Ming twitched the corners of his mouth frantically and persuaded in a deep voice, "General Fengxiao, stop shouting. The regent has made a word, and the horse is difficult to chase. ”

"Huh? The regent is so hard to chase? ”

Feng Wuwu leaned against the vermilion lacquer door with his back, and he was afraid that those assassins lurking in the dark should not dare to openly commit murder at the gate of the Regent's Palace, so he made up his mind not to leave.

Si Ming shook his head, and said with emotion through the door, "It should be in your bag, but what?" How! ”

"What do you mean?"

Feng Wuwu listened to it half-understood, although she was a little narcissistic, she still had self-knowledge.

In her opinion, Jun Mo regards all things as ants, how can he put her in his eyes alone?

Seeing that there was no one around, Si Ming lowered his voice and said, "General Fengxiao, think about it carefully, has Wang Ke hurt you?" Small fights don't count, the king's temper has always been like this, and he has been extraordinarily kind to you. ”

"Never."

Feng Wuwu answered very quickly, which was also the main reason why she tried every possible way to enter the mansion to avoid pursuit.

"General Feng, in all fairness, the king is quite good to you. No matter how much you provoke him, he will not be serious about you. When you were taken away by the national teacher for half a day, the king looked for you non-stop in the rain for half a day. Wave after wave of assassins sent by Beili to hunt you down, and it was also the king who solved dozens of waves of assassins for you. ”

As soon as Si Ming's words fell, Jun Moran quietly appeared behind him.

He had a cold face, and there was a hint of displeasure in his low, magnetic voice, "Mouthy." ”

Squeak –

In the next moment, the vermilion lacquer door of the Regent's Mansion was blasted open by Jun Modye's strong palm wind.

He was like a god, his handsome face did not have a trace of superfluous expression, and he only glanced at Feng Wuwu who was crouching at the door.

At this moment, she is like an abandoned kitten, looking well-behaved, but the defensiveness and wildness in the peach blossom eyes can't be hidden.

She was dressed in tattered clothes that hadn't even dried up, and she was still wearing a pink Luo skirt inside, which looked more like a daughter in distress in the middle of the family.

"Regent, you can love me a little more, won't you?"

Feng Wuwu raised his head, and his bright eyes were like the brightest stars in the night sky, which were particularly dazzling.

Jun Mo's thin lips opened lightly, and his voice was cold and piercing, "Outside the palace, there are four waves of assassins from Beili in ambush. ”

"Regent, you'll protect me, won't you?"

Feng Wuwu smiled shyly, and even she felt a little embarrassed.

After all, it was she who first wrote a lot of insulting words on rice paper.

To be more serious, she is the one who is at fault.

Jun Moran didn't pay attention to her, turned around and ordered Si Ming, "After a quarter of an hour, if he doesn't leave, kill him directly." ”

“………”

Feng Wuwu realized that he couldn't please Jun Mo Ran, so he might be self-defeating and ask for a fifth wave of pursuit, so he had to leave in a huff.

"Jun Mo Ran, you wait for the master! On other days, even if you kneel and beg the lord, the lord will never step into the regent's mansion for half a step! ”

She shouted as she ran, no longer expecting Jun Moran to save him.

No, as soon as the guards at the gate of the Regent's Mansion closed the door, two waves of black-clothed people came in the night.

Suddenly, two cold rays came from the bottom of Feng Wuwu's sleeve, and two silver needles drew two bloody rays towards the black-clothed man approaching behind him, one to seal the throat and the other to pierce the bones.

Feng Wuwu turned around suddenly, withdrew the silver needle with one hand, snatched the long sword from the assassin's hand with the other, and jumped into the air with dozens of black shadows in front of him.

"Who's coming?" Feng Wuwu's eyes were cold, and his sharp eyes swept over the black-clothed man in front of him who was half-wrapped in the night.

"We are on the orders of the Prime Minister of Zuo to kill the traitors of Beili!" The man in black at the head replied coldly.

Ao Che?

Feng Wuwu sneered, Ao Che had obviously looked for her a few days ago. If he wanted her life, she should have died in the drunken Liu Xuan domain.

It can be seen that this group of men in black was definitely not sent by Ao Che.

"Don't tell the truth? Master has a way to make you speak. ”

Feng Wuwu's eyes lit up, and the long sword in his hand had broken through the air.

In the next moment, a red light appeared in blood, and dozens of black-clothed people in front of him were cut by the sharp blade in Feng Wuwu's hand, and they were killed on the spot.

Feng Wuwu looked at the black-clothed man led by him coldly, and the blade of the sword pointed directly at his eyebrows, "Say, who sent you?" ”

The man in black was quite arrogant, his teeth were crossed, and he refused to speak.

Feng Wuwu's wrist was slammed away, and he immediately wiped off the neck of the man in black.

They don't say, she can guess anyway.

In fact, the original owner of this body was a kind person and rarely made enemies with others.

Looking at the Beili court, there are people who have the ability to send several waves of assassins one after another, and have a grudge against her, except for his cheap father Feng Zhilin, and the extremely protective Beili King Beitang Longting, there is no third possibility.

However, tiger poison does not eat children.

Now that Feng Zhilin had severed the father-son relationship with him, it was impossible to send assassins to assassinate her.

And Beitang Longting, if he really wants to put her to death, he can come openly, and he can't secretly send several waves of assassins to deal with these shady pickles.

Thinking about it like this, it is neither Fengzhilin nor Beitang Longting, and only the princess Liyin who has a deep city in the Beili Palace.

Thinking of this, Feng Wuwu became more and more ruthless, holding the bloodstained long sword in one hand, and suddenly turned around to meet the other two waves of approaching assassins.

In the dark, Chu Qibi respectfully asked the pale Baili Heze, "Master, do you want to make a move?" ”

"Not necessarily. Feng Wuwu is not so weak. ”

Baili Heze was dressed in a silver fox fur, quietly hiding in the dark, looking at the red-eyed Feng Wuwu with great interest.

For a moment, he even felt that Feng Wuwu and Jun Moran were very compatible, the same decisive and arrogant.

It's just a cup of tea, and the four waves of assassins add up to no less than 100 people, and they were killed by Feng Wuwu without leaving a single piece of armor.

She glanced at the blood-drinking sword, and walked on her own in the empty alleyway, her mouth lightly opened, and she naturally hummed a song from another world, "How lonely is invincible! ”

"Master, what General Feng Xiao sang doesn't seem to be Beili's ballad." Chu Qi looked at Feng Wuwu, who was drifting away, suspiciously, and whispered.

Baili Heze also took a deep look at Feng Wuwu's slightly thin back, and then handed over the fox fur on his body to Chu Qi, "Send it to her." ”

Chu Qi glanced at Baili Heze, whose face was pale, knowing that he had not recovered from his serious injuries, and was afraid that he would suffer from the cold, so he refused to take the fox fur that still had the residual warmth on Baili Heze's body for a long time.

"Chu Qi?" Baili Heze turned his head, and Junxiu's eyebrows frowned slightly in an instant.

"Yes."

Chu Qi responded in a deep voice, and turned to run towards Feng Wuwu, who was humming a little song and was arrogant and wanton. Vinegar #^ slip. Child. Text^LearnSeconds* more