In a daze, the clear moonlight lying on the window sill merged with the dark cyan sword light.

Dozens of men in black jumped through the window with a heavy anger.

Their faces were grim, like life-seeking ghosts crawling out of the Infernal Hell, and the ferocious aura spread through the inner chambers in a moment.

The dragon thunder of the North Hall was super dusty and swooped down from the top of the beam.

"Feng Wuwu, take your life!"

His body is dignified, his appearance is dignified, and his words are high, like a lion shaking the sky and descending from the clouds, and like shaking the ground Pixiu to the seat.

The two were five feet apart, which happened to be the distance of a sword.

At this moment, the long sword in Beitang Long Ting's hand was against Feng Wuwu's heart, and Feng Wuwu only looked at him fixedly, without saying a word.

The corners of her mouth were lightly raised, and she raised slightly upward, but her eyes were full of disappointment.

Is this carelessness that caused her biological father to be lost?

No, he doesn't deserve it!

Beitang Long Ting's expression was slightly stunned, before he came, he had clearly made up his mind to avenge Beitang Liyin and kill Feng Wuwu with a knife.

However, when he touched her peach blossom eyes with a little desolation, his heart throbbed inexplicably.

Feng Wuwu took advantage of his distraction, and a dazzling cold light flowed out of his sleeve.

Without waiting for him to make a counterattack, Feng Wuwu had already dodged behind him with the step of shifting and changing shadows, and the silver needle on her fingertips was impartially against Beitang Longting's neck.

Beitang Long Ting's heart palpitated, and suddenly felt that Feng Wuwu's melee combat skills seemed to have surpassed him, and he could easily restrain him within one move!

In fact, Feng Wuwu could take advantage of the distraction of the dragon thunder in the North Hall and attack his life gate with a silver needle.

In this way, even if he was able to save his life, he should be severely injured and waste half of his life's strength.

It's just that Feng Wuwu doesn't do the killing of his father.

People are cheap, they have their own harvest.

The years are long, and there will always be times when he regrets it!

Beitang Long Ting's expression was complicated, he didn't expect Feng Wuwu to show mercy to his subordinates, after a moment of silence, he finally breathed a sigh of relief, and said in a deep voice, "Feng Wuwu, you have lost the opportunity, don't resist stubbornly." ”

He noticed that Feng Wuwu did not have internal strength to protect his body, and his palm was not light or heavy, and he attacked her abdomen.

Feng Wuwu stepped back quickly, narrowly avoided a palm, and accidentally stumbled to the ground.

The Xiaotian Sword in Beitang Long Ting's hand held three sword flowers in the air, like a snake spitting out a letter, pointing directly at her eyebrows.

Whew—

At this moment, Ah Huang noticed the abnormal movement in Feng Wuwu's bedroom, and broke into the room in a hurry.

Beitang Long Ting turned around and glanced coldly at Ah Huang, who was dyed with yellow hair, and for a moment, he could only hear him shouting "Evil Beast", and the Xiaotian Sword slashed towards its head in a daze.

"Hurry up and go to Changle Fang."

Seeing this, Feng Wuwu's neat sweeping legs tripped the tall Beitang Dragon Thunder to the ground.

Ah Huang gave the order, his mouth let out a whining and wailing, and he rushed out of the Shensuan Medical Hall at a gallop and went straight to Changle Fang.

Looking at Beitang Longting again, he never expected to be tripped by Feng Wuwu, and fell into the mud solidly.

"Feng Wuwu, you are presumptuous!"

Beitang Long Ting stood up suddenly, dumbfounded with anger.

"Beitang Longting, you are presumptuous! Ye is a hussar general named by the emperor in the east, you bullshit from Beili, you dare to dictate in the backyard of the lord! ”

Feng Wuwu didn't give an inch, and the soul-dementoring peach blossom eyes were cold.

"Unruly!"

Beitang Long Ting snorted coldly, and immediately gave an order to the black-clothed man in the bedroom, "Let's go together." ”

Feng Wuwu nodded on tiptoe and retreated sharply.

She dodged, narrowly avoiding the pounces of several black-clothed people, and with lightning speed, picked up the wine jug on the dining table and poured it on the forehead of Beitang Longting.

The tea was in an uproar, and Beitang Longting's expression became darker and darker.

He wiped the tea from his cheeks with one hand, thinking in his heart that he was a powerful generation of heroes, and it would be a shame to let Feng Wuwu, a stinky boy, return to the throne today.

But the wildness in Feng Wuwu's bones reminded him of what he looked like when he was young.

Sharp and high-spirited.

"It's a pity!"

Beitang Long Ting sighed heavily, and he said that if Feng Wuwu was willing to be a son-in-law obediently, he would gladly accept it.

It's a pity that Feng Wuwu has committed evil crimes and repeatedly persecuted Beitang Liyin, and the crime cannot be punished.

"It's a pity that you're a brain!"

Feng Wuwu's face turned blue with anger, and the wine cup in his hand crossed an elegant arc in the air, smashing into the head of Beitang Long Ting.

I only heard a muffled sound of "pop", the wine cup cracked in response, and a large bag bulged from the forehead of the dragon thunder in the north hall.

"Bastard thing!"

Beitang Long Ting was furious, grabbing Feng Wuwu's slender wrist with one hand, he took the hemp rope in the hand of the man in black, and tied the living phoenix Wuwu into a rice dumpling that was immobile in three strokes and five divisions.

"Get on your knees." The man in black had a cold voice.

"If you don't kneel to the sky, you don't kneel to the ground, and naturally you can't kneel."

Feng Wuwu was angry in his heart, even if he knew that this was not the time to raise the bar with Beitang Longting, he still didn't want to give in.

When the man in black heard this, he shouted, "Bold! You are a courtier of Beili, how can you have the truth that you don't kneel in front of the saint? ”

Feng Wuwu smiled with a smile, not angry but mighty, "King Beili, you'd better figure it out." You are the king of Beili, but I am not the minister of Beili. If you want the master to kneel to you, you might as well pee and take a picture first, which country you are the king. ”

"Feng Wuwu, even if you are not a courtier of Beili, why did you fall into Si? Now you are afraid that you can't even be called a gentleman. Beitang Long Ting said heartbrokenly.

Once upon a time, he had high hopes for Feng Wuwu.

The young general has wolf nature and wild nature, loyalty and courage, and righteousness.

Now, Feng Wuwu's unobtrusive appearance really made him angry.

Feng Wuwu turned his head and said coldly, "If you are a gentleman, I should never be a gentleman, because you are not worthy." ”

“………”

Beitang Longting was dumbfounded by her.

He slandered in his heart, Feng Wuwu, this stinky boy is really shameless.

With her rogue energy, he is not uncommon to be her father.

As everyone knows, in the near future, he will always think of the tension at this time, and his intestines will be blue with regret, and he will not be able to exchange for Feng's worry-free return.

Seeing that Feng Wuwu was clever and eloquent, the man in black still refused to give in, and kicked Feng Wuwu's knees, forcing her to slam her knees to the ground.

Feng Wuwu snorted bitterly, but he would rather bend than bend.

The moment her knees touched the ground, she split the fork, showing a dignified and arrogant appearance.