Feng Lin fought hard, his body was already weak and had not yet recovered, there were many enemies and his martial arts were strong.

Qu Ling was besieged by several Assassins, and although Qu Ling was careful enough, he was still wounded.

Qu Ling's arms and legs were all hit by arrows, and Qu Ling was directly on the ground, he supported the ground with both hands, panting.

The Assassin was holding an arrow to pierce him in the chest, but Feng Lin teleported over and grabbed the Assassin's wrist, and then shouted, "Qu Ling, go!" ”

"Master......" Qu Ling's eyes widened and he felt sad.

He's going to get someone to help.

The shadow of Baishui instantly appeared in his mind.

Where is Hunderruff Water?

Where is Hundertwasser at this time?

She must be in the Flame King's Mansion, there is no way she can come.

Feng Lin grabbed the man's wrist, and Qu Lian was unable to stand because of his leg injury.

Finally, Feng Lin touched Qu Ling's shoulder with his hand, "Formation—Teleportation." ”

Feng Lin used the formation to send Qu Ling away.

The moment the curl disappeared, Feng Lin felt that he had exhausted all his strength and was no longer able to drive the formation.

The longsword stabbed at him, and he looked at the longsword calmly, closed his eyes, and waited silently for death.

And at this time.

The phoenix flame descended from the sky, drew its blade and slashed the assassin directly to the ground.

Other guards arrived and neutralized the unidentified Assassins.

Feng Yan looked at Feng Yan in surprise, he didn't expect him to appear and save himself.

But there was no way he could save himself.

Feng Lin showed a smile, and that smile was like a spring breeze, "Ah Yan, do you want to kill me with your own hands?" ”

"Shut up." Feng Yan's eyes were full of killing intent, and his voice was full of hatred, "You don't deserve to call my name." ”

Feng Yan pressed the sword against Feng Yan's neck and then said, "I will kill you with my own hands, I will torture you little by little, make you miserable, and make you suffer." ”

After Feng Yan finished speaking, he bent down and grabbed Feng Lone's neck, and then lifted him up.

Feng Lin felt that he was about to suffocate to death, but he still had a smile on his face, as long as he didn't die now, even if he was taken back by Feng Yan, there was still a way and possibility to escape.

Feng Yan slammed Feng Lin to the ground, and then the long sword sank into his shoulder, blood gushing out.

The corners of Feng Yan's mouth hooked into a cruel smile, "This is just the beginning. ”

Qu Ling, who was taken away by the formation, collapsed to the ground, he couldn't stand up and could only watch his leg bleed.

He wanted to stand up but immediately fell down in a pool of blood.

"Master!" Qu Ling cried out in pain, and then fainted to the ground.

Feng Yan held Feng Lin in his hand, Feng Yan felt that Feng Lin actually seemed to be weak and unbleed, but now he really felt that he was quite light.

Feng Yan was in a good mood.

From today onwards, he wants to return all the pain he once had to Feng Lone, and he wants to make him feel more intense pain.

When bringing the fainted Feng Lin back to the Flame King's Mansion, the two guards guarding the gate of the Flame King's Mansion showed a smile and were happy for the prince from the bottom of their hearts.

When he walked near the courtyard, he saw Bai Shui sitting on a stone bench, she was bathed in the sun, bright and clean.

Feng Yan glanced down at his blood-stained hands, feeling a little bitter in his heart.

Maybe there is really such a gap between him and Baishuishui.

She was so clean, but her hands were stained with blood, and she had killed countless people.

Hyashishui smelled blood.

She was a little sensitive to the smell, and she turned her head to see Feng Yan.