At the beginning, Murong Fu gave in everywhere. But the offensive of Lian Dance became more and more fierce, and Murong Fu was a little overwhelmed.

Murong Fu kept comforting himself, why bother with a little girl who didn't have anything to do?

Although his dancing skills are good, he still seems too weak in front of the treacherous and cunning Murong Fu. She couldn't see Murong Fu's deliberate retreat, but thought that her skills were good again, and she was very proud in her heart.

Murong Fu and Lian Wu fought like this. Practice dance moves sharply, only attack but not defend. In order to hide his strength, Murong Fu had to retreat everywhere, not daring to show a little fierce move. Even after fighting like this for two or three hours, Murong Fu was not hurt in the slightest.

On the contrary, the strength of the dance practice is a little unable to keep up, and the next game is obviously unstable. Murong Fu can guarantee that within twenty moves, he will definitely give up practicing dance.

After Murong Fu walked out of the room, Feng Tiange did not stay in the room peacefully, nor did he say goodbye to Zhen Er, Zhen Er's body was still very weak and needed to rest too much. At this time, even if she was worried, how could she bear to bother?

At this time, Feng Tiange wanted to do something else, she wanted revenge, she was never a person who could tolerate it.

If she doesn't let those who hurt Zhen'er pay, she won't be at ease for the rest of her life. Only blood can disappear the hatred in her heart. I can't blame her, for her, Zhen'er is too important.

The moon is dark and the wind is high, and the day of murder and arson. Feng Tiange traveled lightly, flying all the way to the wall, and in the time of a stick of incense, he came to the assassination building again.

The person who assassinated Lou didn't expect that he would have the fate to see Feng Tiange again. Before they had time to prepare, they were sealed by Feng Tiange's sword. A sword that is extremely stable, accurate, and extremely fast cannot be used unless it is a person with a firm mind and no care.

Feng Tiange is not a Mary Sue, not a white lotus, not a cowardly woman. When she kills someone, she doesn't feel guilty, but happy.

She wasn't worried that she would become a devil, so what if that day came? She will always be just herself.

When Feng Tiange returned to the courtyard again, he found that there were two people fighting in the bright light.

Really, I don't know if Zhen'er needs to rest?

Feng Tiange got closer to take a look, only to find that the person fighting was Murong Fuhe Lian Dance. What kind of grudge did these two people have? Feng Tiange was curious.

Feng Tiange looked at Murong Fu's deflated appearance under the practice of dancing, and his heart was really happy. I can't wait to join in and play a good trick on Murong Fu.

"Practice, don't hurt him, you can be light!" Feng Tiange pretended to care about Murong Fu and said to Lian Wu, but it was actually full of ridicule.

Murong Fu heard the ridicule, but he didn't hear it when he practiced dancing. Because of this sentence, Lian Wu gave birth to some jealousy out of thin air.

Lian Wu saw Feng Tiange, and a wave of heat surged in his heart. If she could only pull one cow just now, now she has enough strength to pull a herd of cows.

In front of his beloved, he practiced dancing and wanted to perform well. The fatigue just now has dissipated, and Lian Wu has shown a vibrant expression again. Now the worrying thing has become Murong Fu, who was distracted by Feng Tiange's appearance. Originally, it was just a defensive move, and it couldn't even be defensive.

Lian Wu found a gap, and Murong Fu slacked off a little, between a rigid and a soft attack. Lian Wu successfully hit Murong Fu. Murong Fu's body was not very good, and after being hit by this blow, he spit out a mouthful of blood.

Feng Tiange secretly said that it was not good, and Murong Fu was still injured. Why is dance practice so ignorant?

"Stop, stop fighting." Feng Tiange stopped in the middle of Murong Fu and practiced dancing and shouted.

Lian Wu reluctantly withdrew his hand, full of resentment towards Murong Fu. Isn't it just a mouthful of blood? As for all the fuss!

There is also Feng Tiange, as soon as he saw the "woman" vomiting blood, he stopped among them regardless of his own safety, this ...... It's amazing!

Lian Wu glared at Murong Fu fiercely, and Murong Fu gave her a smug smile in return. This scene was seen by Feng Tiange, and he couldn't help but wonder in his heart, when did Murong Fu become so naïve.

Murong Fu continued to innocently clutch his chest, pretending to be in pain: "Ge'er, I seem to be injured, you help me go back to the room." ”

Feng Tiange didn't expect Murong Fu to be so capable, he felt nervous in his heart, his hands and feet immediately became numb, and he helped Murong Fu back to the room without stopping.

Murong Fu lay on the pillow, pretending to cover his chest, feeling Feng Tiange's little hand on his pulse, his heart flooded with joy, and there was a little smile around him.

Feng Tiange was very strange, didn't he just vomit some blood? There should be no big deal.

But why does Murong Fu look so serious, is there something wrong with her medical skills? It's impossible, her medical skills used to be quite good.

Feng Tiange knew that this was Murong Fu pretending. Feng Tiange had evil thoughts in his heart again, and wanted to clean up Murong Fu well, so he said: "Your illness is serious again, I'm afraid your legs can't be used, the poison has spread to your legs, just cut it off." ”

Murong Fu was taken aback, opened his mouth and said: "The palace is fine, Ge'er is bothered, Ge'er will rest early." ”

Feng Tiange snorted coldly: "Sample, aren't you sick?" Don't pretend if you're not sick. ”

Early the next morning, the sun had just risen, and Feng Tiange got up. Lian Wu has always had the habit of morning exercises, and as soon as Feng Tiange left the room, she ran up.

"Childe, did you sleep well last night?" Lian Wu asked earnestly.

"Of course it's good!" Feng Tiange replied casually. In fact, it's not good, Feng Tiange has too many things hidden in his heart, and he has never been able to sleep peacefully.

"Dance, we're leaving. Go home early, too! Feng Tiange stopped at the entrance of a courtyard and said solemnly to Lian Wu.

Lian Wu pouted angrily, trying her best to keep Feng Tiange: "I'm afraid your maid is not good yet, why are you in such a hurry?" ”

Of course, Feng Tiange knew that Zhen Er's body could not tolerate the rush on the road. But she was afraid that if she went back one step too late, the Meng clan would attack them again.

Feng Tiange had been gone for many days, and she didn't know what calculations the Meng clan had again. Meng was ruthless, and Feng Tiange didn't dare to give up for a moment.

"I have some family chores." Feng Tiange said vaguely. She was grateful for the help she had in dancing, but she felt that there were some things that she didn't need to confide in.

"Oh well! Childe, you don't need to worry that the eldest prince will come to you for trouble, I will help you with this matter. "I was once again diligent in my dance.

"Thank you for your kindness." Feng Tiange felt that he was really fortunate to always have the help of nobles in adversity.

Maybe Feng Tiange shouldn't thank God, she should thank herself. Because Feng Tiange has a true heart, a true heart, which can always attract others.

After saying goodbye to Lian Wu, Feng Tiange took Murong Fu and Zhen'er back to Feng's house.