Outside the door, An Lu listened to the movement in the room, with black lines on his face, thinking to himself What is wrong with the Lord, he just wants a woman, why do you need to work so hard and damage your majesty.

"An Lu, what do you want"? Nanshan handed a pot of wine to An Lu, and then tore off a chicken leg from the paper bag and handed it over.

"It's nothing, it's just worrying about the Lord."

Nanshan only pricked up his ears and listened for a while, then sighed and said, "Lord, this seems to be the first time for him, and it is estimated that he has no experience."

When An Lu heard this, he took a bite of chicken thigh, stalked it in his throat, and coughed, Nanshan saw it and quickly patted him on the back.

In the room, there was a mess.

The more Yan Ziyue struggled to resist, the more it aroused Xiao Yan's strong desire to conquer.

Yan Ziyue glared at Xiao Yan angrily and said, "Xiao Yan, you bastard."

"Is it"? Xiao Yan smiled lightly at the corner of his mouth, lowered his head, rubbed Yan Ziyue's cheek, and whispered ambiguously: "It's so special!"

"Xiaoyan, don't be like this, okay"? Yan Ziyue said in a pleading tone.

"Don't do that... Then what do you want, you say, I will do it"? Xiao Yan put it next to Yan Ziyue's ear and asked.

"Xiao Yan, you hate you to death", Yan Ziyue shouted, desperately resisting, but was pressed by all the weight of Xiao Yan's body, and couldn't escape at all.

Xiao Yan grabbed Yan Ziyue's hands and tore the sleeves of the general's shirt in the tear.

"Don't move...", Xiao Yan faded Yan Ziyue's sleeves, saw the golden red cinnabar mark on the inside of his elbow, and directly ripped open the already torn sleeve on his other arm, and saw the same cinnabar mark, and the evil smile became even stronger.

"Month, you... This is Shoumiya Sand"?

Yan Ziyue stretched her arms vigorously and retorted, "No."

"It's not...", Xiao Yan stared at Yan Ziyue suspiciously, and asked, "If not, then what is it?"

"This... I don't know."

Xiao Yan listened, and said with an ambiguous smile: "Why don't you let me help you test whether it is or not?"

"You... Flame, no...", Yan Ziyue's refusal was choked in the throat by Xiao Yan.

The room was full of vivid colors, one after another, every corner of the room witnessed Xiao Yan's achievements, he was like an extremely excited Snapdragon, rampant and tyrannical, until Yan Ziyue completely surrendered, seamlessly cooperated with him, pleased him, exhausted.

The hour had passed, and everything was as quiet as the quiet night that shrouded in darkness.

Outside the door, Zephyr lay on the railing, blushing, and let out a long breath.

"What's wrong with you"? Looking east to the west wind, asked.

The west wind was silent, Nanshan came over and patted him on the back, explaining for him: "After all, when you are young, you will inevitably be strong."

Donglai and Beihai laughed when they heard this, which made Xifeng even more embarrassed.

"By the way, Anlu, the Lord on him... They're already asleep, are we still going to keep watch here"? Beihai asked.

"I smell the calm before the storm, everyone should be ready at any time", An Lu looked around, his eyebrows furrowed.

"An Lu, are you afraid...", Nanshan Road.

"Hmm... I hope I'm thinking too much."

"Brother An, Brother Nanshan, what are you worried about?" Zephyr asked, puzzled.

An Lu glanced at the west wind, looked back at the room again, and said helplessly: "Even if it's not all the Praetorian Guards in Fengdu, I'm afraid it's not someone we can easily deal with."

In the room, Xiao Yan hugged Yan Ziyue tightly, sleeping very deeply, sweet as he had never been, and a shallow smile kept hanging on the corner of his mouth, satisfied.

Time passed little by little, An Lu and the others stood on the top of Huaming Tower, looking at the lights of Fengdu, the sky was slightly bright.

"It's coming...", An Lu whispered, and the others immediately became alert.

In the distance, five figures approached one after another, and Nangong Yu brought Thunder Cloud Thunder, Sky Splitting, Iron Dragon and Wind Shadow to kill, and finally confronted An Lu and the others.

"Hand over Yue'er, otherwise, you're welcome", Nangong Yu glared at An Lu angrily.

Without waiting for An Lu to answer, Lei Yunting rushed up and said, "Princess, where is the person?"

"No comment", An Lu replied neither humbly nor arrogantly.

When Lei Yunting heard this, he exploded in anger, and he punched it over, but was dodged by An Lu.

"Yunting, calm down", Nangong Yu grabbed Lei Yunting, turned his head and whispered to the splitting sky: "For a while, you leave us alone, it's important to go to Yue'er."

"Hmm...", Sky Splitter nodded, and took a slight step back.

An Lu guessed the intention of splitting the sky, turned his head to look at Nanshan and said, "Stop him."

"Hmm...", Nanshan understood, flew towards the splitting sky and chased after him, and the two exchanged hands as soon as they met.

Nangong Yu was also anxious at this time, because from Hongsu's words, he could understand how dangerous this Flame God of Wealth was, Yan Ziyue was really in his hands, I am afraid that it would....so he didn't want to delay time, and directly confronted An Lu, and both sides spared no effort.

An Lu and the others knew in their hearts that if they found Yan Ziyue at this time, the consequences would be unimaginable, not to mention that they would not give up, and the Lord would not spare themselves, because they were desperately trying to stop it.

Nangong Yu and the others could feel that An Lu and the others were all fighting in a desperate way, so it was conceivable that Yan Ziyue was definitely in danger at this time, so he had no scruples and was full of combat effectiveness.

After a while, An Lu was injured by the golden snake whip in several places, but fortunately Nangong pardoned his subordinates for mercy, otherwise, his life would not be guaranteed.

"I didn't want to hurt you, as long as you say it, where Yue'er is, I'll let you go", Nangong Yu's golden snake whip tied An Lu up.

"Don't think about it", An Lu replied decisively, without half a moment's hesitation.

"Aren't you afraid of death"?

"If you kill me, I won't say".

"You... Are you really not afraid of death"?

When An Lu heard this, he stopped responding, closed his eyes and waited.

In the entangled fight between Split Sky and Nanshan, they both jumped into the corridor on the ninth floor, Nanshan took every step, but Split Sky pressed hard, and slapped a palm on the supporting pillar of the corridor, shaking a crack, and at the same time waking up the flame in the room.

Xiao Yan's eyes swept over, raised his eyes and looked at the roof of the building, he knew it in his heart, looked down at Yan Ziyue who was sleeping, his sleeping face was beautiful, the flush on his face had not completely faded, it looked like a ripe red apple, exuding a tempting atmosphere, and exposed on the inside of the snow-white arm outside the brocade quilt, Shougong Sand had disappeared without a trace, and there was a burst of ecstasy in his heart, and he couldn't help but drop a light kiss on Yan Ziyue's forehead, looked at it for a while, turned over and got out of bed, put on his clothes, and walked towards the door.

Outside the door, Xiaoping was walking back and forth anxiously, and when he saw Xiao Yan open the door, he hurriedly greeted him and said, "Lord...".

"Hmm...", Xiao Yan, dressed in a neat purple-blue brocade robe, stepped out of the door, glanced at Xiaoping, and ordered: "Take good care of her."

"Yes...", Xiao Ping responded, and after Xiao Yan jumped on the roof of the building, he opened the door and entered the room.

On the roof of Huaming Tower, Nangong Yu thought about it, let An Lu go, and turned around to see Xiao Yan walking towards him.

"It's you, the God of Flame Wealth", Nangong Yu looked at Xiao Yan, and his rival was very red when he saw him.

Xiao Yan smiled lightly, thinking that it was rumored that Nangong Yu and Yan Ziyue were lovers of two young and unsuspecting childhood sweethearts, so he was a little more hostile.

"What about Yue'er? Where's Yue'er"? Nangong Yu asked.

"Yue, I tired her last night and was resting...", Xiao Yan deliberately said very ambiguously.

"What did you do to her..."? Nangong Yu glared angrily at the flames, and he was seriously on fire.

"What do you think"? Xiao Yan's tone was provocative.

When Nangong pardoned heard this, he couldn't suppress the fire at all, and then said that it was useless, so he did it directly.

The two fought with fists and feet, and they couldn't reach the naked eye, they were already a hundred moves, their strength was comparable, and they didn't take advantage of each other.

"Let me ask you again, where is Yue'er"? Nangong Yu's patience had run out.

"Hmph... Then it depends on whether you have the ability to take her away..."?

"You can try...", Nangong pardoned and said that he had already activated all the power in his body.

When Xiao Yan saw it, he was not to be outdone, and all his internal forces were released.

All of a sudden, on the top of Huaming Building, the wind surged, turned sharply and roared, and a powerful aura swept up, forming a tornado in mid-air, and the two eyes of the wind in the center were Nangong Amnesty and Xiaoyan.

Everyone was shocked by the confrontation between Nangong Yu and Xiao Yan, and looked worriedly, not knowing what to do.

In the room, the window was blown by the wind, Xiaoping was startled, and had to wake up Yan Ziyue.

Yan Ziyue woke up in a daze, only to feel that her body seemed to be run over by a high-speed train, I don't know if there are still intact bones, the pain all over her body seems to have awakened in an instant, and every time she moves, she sweats in pain.

"Xiaoyan, you bastard, I hate you to death", Yan Ziyue couldn't help but scold.

"Yue Gongzi, no, Princess Yue Gong, you, don't you like our lord so much?" Xiaoping asked.

Yan Ziyue glanced at Xiaoping, smiled awkwardly, wrapped herself in the quilt, moved to the side of the bed with a lot of effort, stood up, and fell straight down.

"Princess Moon, what's wrong with you......?" , Xiaoping hurriedly helped Yan Ziyue up.

"It's okay...", Yan Ziyue scolded in her heart: "It hurts... The hateful Owl Flame, without any restraint, hates you to death."

"Princess Yue, you...", Xiaoping looked at Yan Ziyue's appearance, a little worried.

"Xiaoping, can you find clean clothes for me, and I want to take a bath"?

"Hmm... Okay, you wait", Xiaoping ran out in response.

Yan Ziyue returned to the bed at this time, pulled open the quilt, and saw the blue and red marks on her body, and she was so angry.

After a while, Xiaoping came back, helped Yan Ziyue bathe, and changed his clothes, only then did he know how fierce the confrontation between Xiao Yan and Yan Ziyue was last night, and he blushed.

"Moon Princess, are you feeling better"? Xiaoping asked.

"Hmm...", Yan Ziyue endured the pain and could barely walk around on her own.

"Princess Yue, the Lord is on them...", Xiaoping helped Yan Ziyue out of the door and signaled.

Yan Ziyue railing, looked up at the roof of the building and said, "Do these two people want to demolish Huaming Tower?"

"Yue Gongzi...", Jin Buchang ran up at some point, and when he saw Yan Ziyue, he almost didn't dare to admit it, and he looked suspicious for a while before he said anxiously: "I said, Yue Gongzi, you are also one of the owners of Hua Ming Building, you should quickly think of a way, otherwise Hua Ming Lou will be completely wasted."

"Got it, I want to think...".

"Ziyue..."!

"Split the sky"?

Yan Ziyue looked up and saw Nanshan holding the cracked sky, and there was blood hanging from the corners of his mouth.

"Okay, don't fight, Nanshan, you let it go."

Nanshan saw Yan Ziyue open his mouth, so he let go of Split Sky, and Split Sky went straight to Yan Ziyue and pulled her into his arms.

"Split Sky, can you take me there"? Yan Ziyue stretched out her hand and pointed to the center of the eye of the tornado.

"Hmm...", Split Sky nodded, hugged Yan Ziyue horizontally, and jumped up.