The man in black who took the lead didn't expect that there was also a high-ranking prince and Master Jingzhao Yifu in this group of people. At the moment, he only wanted to kill Feng Feiyang, so that he could promise that person now. Is it a family of scarlets? Hehe! After tonight, who dares to say a word?

The black-clothed man who rushed in with his sword first came to the barbecue in a few ups and downs, only to see this group of people falling sideways and vertically on the table. The corners of the mouths of the other maids who fell to the ground overflowed with large patches of blood, which were shocking in the night. The people in black were overjoyed.

The man didn't lie to himself, this poison is really domineering. What miracle doctor? It's not like you're dying in three steps.

The man in black was full of confidence, and waved his hand and said, "One group stays, and one does not." Burn down this courtyard immediately after treatment, pay attention, control the timing, and don't burn the fire to the meditation garden. After speaking, he pulled another stunned man in black, took forty-five men in black, and left.

The remaining five men in black are sharpening knives! Carrying the sword, he went straight to Duanmu Jingxuan and the room where the remnants of the spring were recuperating. No matter what, we have to slaughter the people who are still panting, drag them out and burn them with this group of people.

Le Zheng Qingtian was furious, his grandmother's! dared to burn Lao Tzu as a dead body, this is borrowing courage from the sky. The angry prince suddenly got up and jumped up. Without saying a word, he slapped the last man in black on the back.

This sudden change caught the other men in black off guard, and they hurriedly turned around and raised their swords to fight with the prince.

Hua Yu is drunk, there is Qin Hanmo, and there is a peerless shadow. In front of the three masters, which of these five men in black are the opponents of these people? In a matter of moments, he was captured alive.

Sikong Peerless Shadow confessed his hand, and when he turned around, a green firework popped out of his sleeve, and this green firework instantly illuminated the entire Yuhua Garden.

Gotcha, there's nothing wrong with me! It turns out that people have been prepared for a long time. Feng Feiyang hurriedly pulled the life-killing seven to sit down at the barbecue table and personally barbecued meat for the seventh master. Lu Xiang and a few people hurriedly went to the kitchen to bring the remaining skewers. Yinzheng and the others were very discerning to mention these black-clothed people to the firewood room, so as not to affect their mood.

The fatal seven recovered physically, and the happiest ones were Hua Yuzui and Yinzheng and others.

"I salute my grandfather and congratulate him on his recovery." The silver kite raised his glass and tilted his head, and it was dry.

The seven emotions of the fatal are indescribably wonderful, and they will respond one by one.

One by one, they came over to toast, and for a while, the courtyard resumed its laughter.

Lezheng is very confused? He sensed a sense of familiarity with this Fatal Seven, but he couldn't remember seeing it there? Have a question? I was embarrassed to ask people directly, so I could only bow my head and eat a lot.

That's right! Le Zhengzihan, a young man who became the god of war at the age of fifteen, grew up rapidly in the baptism of war in the same age as his body. After the age of sixteen, the two brothers were both poisoned by cold poison and kept their doors closed. For a teenager, the body endured toxins day and night for five years. Both the body and mind have undergone tremendous white changes!

No wonder his cousin Le Zheng has a clear sky and an intuitive feeling that is familiar but strange.

For Youqin Hanmo, the god of war has always been the goal of his efforts. Personally, due to his identity, he has not had direct contact with the young god of war. So he thinks that the Deadly Seven is just Feng Feiyang's guard. It's normal for a good master to care about his guards.

Feng Feiyang was worried that the body of the deadly seven had just recovered, so he did not declare overeating.

So he said to Luan Xiao: "Go to the kitchen and bring the prepared red date porridge and pork liver soup to the seventh master." ”

In Feng Feiyang's anticipation, the life-killing seven drank a bowl of red date porridge and ate a lot of blood-replenishing pork liver soup. Seven is painful and happy, he really doesn't like sweets! Now to the good, a belly of water. He was a little scared to hear the sound of water as he walked.

Feng Feiyang didn't know that he didn't like sweetness, but diet to regulate the body was essential.

Seeing that everyone had almost eaten, Feng Feiyang asked in a low voice, "Do you want to go and see the fate of the black clothes just now?" Let's go and help Sikong Shadow. ”

"No, no! That's someone's family matter, let's have a group of outsiders in it........" Hua Yudrunk took a bite of the meat on the roasted chicken thigh, and his speech was slurred.

Feng Feiyang was anxious, "Why are we outsiders?" You want to! The siege on Duxiu Peak, the arrest of Jing Zhaoyi's guards at the gate of Yuhuayuan, and the hijacking of me by the killer when I was injured. This piece is weird, but what! Each one is related to the inner ghost of the Sikong family. Feng Feiyang raised the cup and took a sip of water.

"Phew! Bah! Bah! It's spicy to me! Where's my water?" Feng Feiyang really can't get used to drinking the Huadiao wine in this time and space, it's too strong and choking. It's so spicy that he sticks out his tongue, and his cute and pretty appearance looks stupid at everyone.

No way? Is this the mysterious little miracle doctor rumored to be there? The people were stunned for a moment, forgetting to eat and drink.

The Deadly Seven glanced fiercely at a few people. Hurriedly gave the water cup in front of him to Feng Feiyang, and Feng Feiyang took it and drank it all. The action is heroic and unpretentious, and at first glance it is a person in love.

Hua Yu is drunk and thinks that it is strange to see it, and talks about eating and drinking. The subordinates of the Fatal Seven are not so calm birds! I was so shocked that I opened my mouth and forgot to swallow, so I choked on myself. In their hearts, Feng Feiyang's status has risen to another level.

Feng Feiyang was a little embarrassed, scratched it and said, "Although from the original intention, this matter is a housework of the Sikong family. But you want to! We have to find the mastermind behind the scenes through this inner ghost, in case the inner ghost slips away, it will be difficult to find which behind the scenes? Isn't it?"

Seven lives are also thought about, can't do and so on. Pull Feng Feiyang directly and leave.

"Hi hey, hey. Don't go so fast, wait for me. "Hua Yu is drunk with food that puts down his hands and chases after him. Others chased after them.

For a while, the scene was a mess. Luan Xiao could only accept his fate and lead people to clean up the dishes and chopsticks.

In the palatial hall of Yuhua Garden, two pairs of black-clothed men slashed at each other. Obviously, the man in black with a sword is no match for the man in black with a sword. The man in black with the knife was defeated and retreated, and there was no way to retreat, and the man in black had a desperate face and could only resist desperately.

Suddenly, the door to the suite in the hall was suddenly opened. Sikong's grandfather, (that is, the first generation founder of Sikong's business empire). Hijacked by a man in black with a long body. Helping him push the wooden wheelchair is still his wife with white hair and wrinkles, Uncle Jiang.

Next up is the half-dead Sikong old family owner Sikong Xuan, who is supported by the third son and slowly walks to the old father's side. No matter how angry she is at this time, who made her unable to keep her original intention when she was young? Now I can only dry this glass of cloudy wine.

It's a pity that it affected the eldest son and his father. Sikong Xuan's empty eyes swept over the black-clothed man in the hall, who was facing each other with swords. The sound of killing was incessant, and the thick smell of blood permeated the entire hall, filling the nasal cavity and making people sick.

"It's a star, don't stop it quickly." A cold voice suddenly sounded. I saw that he was holding a short sword, and the tip of the sword was already against the neck of the old grandfather of the Sky Shadow. If you push a little harder, the old man will immediately stain the hall with blood and return to the west.

"Sikong Peerless, if you don't hand over the palm seal, don't blame me for being ruthless." As he spoke, the tip of the black-clothed man's sword was sent forward, and the old man's neck suddenly bled like a stream, staining the placket red. Uncle Jiang, who was pushing the wooden wheelchair, had a dark glint in his eyes, and clenched his fists to suppress his anger. He was afraid that a move would ruin Childe's plan.

The atmosphere in the hall was tense for a moment. Feng Feiyang, who was hiding on the roof, was also sweating in his palms, and his petite and delicate body couldn't help but lean towards the Killing Seven. In his heart, he disdains the practice of being a shadow.

You're a business tycoon, knowing that there's something wrong with your home. Don't you move your loved ones to protect them in advance? Now it's okay to be caught in the soft underbelly and threatened! Feng Feiyang scolded Sikong Jueying half to death in his heart. Blind with a good skin, with a white head, and a business wizard! If it's really a rumor, can't be trusted? It's so devastating.

Just as Feng Feiyang was scolding vigorously on the roof, the life-threatening seven beside him pinched Feng Feiyang's hand and signaled her not to take a look. The two heads were pressed together, looking down at the two-tiled roof. This position is just enough to see the whole hall.

Feng Feiyang's every movement and eyes were captured by the Fatal Seven. Killing Seven smiled dumbly, he liked the girl's love-hate character. The lean body couldn't help but lean towards Feng Feiyang, and the other arm pushed Feng Feiyang into his arms. Well! It feels much better this way, and the girl is not cold.

Feng Feiyang was stunned. This plot is reversed too quickly!

Just when Feng Feiyang was angry and cursed, the two black-clothed people in the hall stopped fighting. I saw that the black-clothed man with the sword automatically separated, and Sikong Peerless took out a brocade box from his arms with an iron-faced face. Throw it to the man in black without any regrets. He said coldly: "Take it, let my grandfather and my mother go."

"Hah! Ha! Ha! You're stupid to me! Today is the time of your family's death. Drop the arrows, and leave no one behind. The man in black let out a piercing laugh. Use internal force to spread the word "arrow" far.

Suddenly, on the courtyard wall outside the hall, rows of masked black-clad men armed with bows and arrows stood out. They all drew their bows and arrows and were ready to go. At the same time, when the black clothes issued the word "arrow". The white-haired Uncle Jiang and the inconspicuous little third son suddenly attacked the man in black.

This sudden change looks at the phoenix flying on the stupid roof. Nima, this plot is comparable to a spy sea juice scheme, which is too shocking. The IQ of this ancient man must be given a hundred likes. If you grow up in such a wealthy family, you won't be able to survive for half a day! This man's heart is unpredictable, it's simply terrifying.

Half hugging Feng Feiyang's life-threatening seven thought that the night was cold and heavy, and tightened his arms again. He found that the little girl's body was trembling, and he couldn't help but feel a little heartache. whispered to Feng Feiyang: "If it's cold, let's go down and see." As he spoke, his mouth was almost close to Feng Feiyang's ears. That posture is very ambiguous.

"It's not cold, I just think that people in wealthy families don't live well! It's harder to survive!" Feng Feiyang turned his head, and his slightly cool lips suddenly touched the corners of his fatally heated and plump mouth.

Both of them were stunned at the same time. Feng Fei's thin lips opened lightly, and he just wanted to say that he didn't mean it. The seven fatal ones flipped over, and the other big hand had already lifted Feng Feiyang's head back slightly.

In the hazy moonlight, the life-threatening Qiyi held Feng Feiyang's waist with one hand and Feng Feiyang's head with the other. Kiss the longed-for lips in a strange pose.

Feng Feiyang only felt his heart beating faster and his mind dizzy, and subconsciously closed his big misty eyes. Deadly Seven kissed her softly on the lips. The soft, soft, fragrant, and sweet feeling hit my heart.

The hot and fatal seven infinitely tenderly kissed Feng Feiyang's delicate lips, gently and softly gnawed, and the tip of the warm tongue licked and pecked on her lips, tossing and turning. It seems to be intimate with a cherished priceless treasure......

"Oops! Ah! Lao Tzu almost got an arrow in his ass. An angry voice rang out. A sharp arrow flew towards the roof with a 'whoosh' sound.