In front of the palace gate, Yan Yun, Qi Yi and Chu Bo took all the masters of the Peach Pavilion and all the secret guards of Mu Feng in Yaodu, as well as the Praetorian Guards who had been arranged early in the morning, and they were enthusiastic to resist the dead soldiers who were lured.

The guards at the gate hid behind the palace gate, watching in amazement as a group of masters appeared out of nowhere with their Praetorian Guards, slashing the heads of the dead with blood splatters.

"Open the palace gates."

Mu Feng's voice came from behind him, and a group of guards looked back sharply,

"His Royal Highness, it's dangerous outside, let's go back to the palace." One of the guards dissuaded.

"If you all think like this, then the son of this world will all cut you off, all of them are to protect the family and defend the country, how can you be a turtle with a shrunken head?"

Mu Feng's tone was full of anger, and there was also a hint of imperial majesty.

The guards were stunned for a moment, looked at Mu Feng and the woman in white beside him respectfully, and slowly opened the palace door.

Ling Ling followed Mu Feng out of the palace gate, and the bloody scene of déjà vu came into view.

"Where did you get these dead soldiers?" Ling Ling asked him as he walked.

Mu Feng smiled mysteriously,

"I have my own way."

"The longer it drags on, the more powerful those dead soldiers will be, if you don't end this fight, I'm afraid that you will injure the enemy by 1,000 and lose 800, but I think you won't do anything you're not sure about, could it be that you planted explosives again?"

Ling Ling raised his eyebrows and looked at the person beside him suspiciously.

The smile on Mu Feng's face was even bigger, and he took out a bamboo whistle,

"Those who know me, the princess's cousin is also."

Then, he blew the bamboo whistle, and a sharp sound resounded through the sky.

A lead was burning towards the center of the crowd at a very fast speed, and the people who were fighting quickly stopped when they heard the sound, and quickly moved towards the palace gate.

Several Praetorian Guards were entangled by two seriously injured dead soldiers and couldn't get out, seeing that the lead was about to burn under the floor, Mu Feng sighed and was about to step forward to rescue them, but Ling Ling jumped forward one step ahead of him, pulled out the sword at his waist in the air, and blocked the middle between the Praetorian Guard and the dead soldiers,

"Retreat."

Several Praetorian Guards did not dare to delay, and immediately ran in the direction of the palace gate.

Ling Ling beheaded the two dead soldiers, but she didn't expect all the dead soldiers to hug her, she frowned, she couldn't bring them to the palace gate.

"Ling Ling! The lead line is on the floor, come back! ”

Mu Feng was angry and anxious for a while, how could she be in danger again at such a time! If there are three long and two short, how can he explain it......

He was just about to fly forward to help Ling Ling, but he didn't want to be dragged by the Praetorian Guards.

Qi Yi and the others stepped forward to support her with their inner breath, only to see Ling Ling leap forward and fly in the opposite direction of the palace gate, and a group of dead soldiers locked in the direction of Ling Ling and attacked her side in a group.

As soon as Ling Ling landed, a powerful air flow surged under the floor, as if it was about to break through the ground in an instant, and she raised her eyes to look ahead, looking for a safe distance.

At this time, Bai Feiye, who had finished dealing with the night hall, arrived just in time.

As soon as he saw the palace gate in the distance, the pungent smell of blood came to his face, his starry eyes stared, and he saw that the heads and bodies of many dead soldiers were scattered in front of the palace gate, blood stained the marble floor in front of the palace gate, and Ling Ling, who was closely followed by a group of dead soldiers who were looking at him......

The ground trembled faintly beneath his feet, and a hint of gunpowder wafted from the smell of blood.

A series of images suddenly flashed in his mind, overlapping with the scene in front of him, Bai Feiye stood in place in a daze, and the intense swelling pain on his head made his sword frown.

The moment before the explosion, Ling Ling took out all the flying knives on her body and stabbed them into the eyes of the dead soldier who was following her, and she took the opportunity to kick the dead man......

The powerful air flow broke through the ground, and a large area of flying sand and rocks in front of the palace gate instantly moved, and Ling Ling, who was still in the air at the time of the explosion, was overwhelmed by the dust that covered the sky......

"Ling Ling!"

"Ling'er!"

For a while, the sound of explosions and flying stones sounded at the same time.

In a trance, Ling Ling seemed to hear everyone's worried shouts, and in the dust, she landed steadily in the previously locked safe area.

The blast caused a gust of wind and the sound of sand and gravel clashing all around, making it impossible to see her surroundings.

Ling Ling closed his eyes tightly and covered his mouth and nose, waiting for the wind to stop.

While waiting, she suddenly smiled secretly, and sure enough, at the moment of life and death, the person she subconsciously thought of was him.

And there were even auditory hallucinations......

The wind gradually stopped, the surrounding scenery gradually became clearer, and everyone in front of the palace gate had their hearts raised to their throats after seeing Ling Ling, who was standing in the distance, intact, all sank their hanging hearts.

Sensing that the wind had stopped, Ling Ling patted the dust on his face and slowly opened his eyes......

The line of sight became clear, and a familiar figure appeared not far from her.

Ling Ling was stunned, when did he appear? A terrible chill on her handsome and charming face?

Thinking of her previous auditory hallucinations, a trace of anticipation suddenly appeared in her heart, and she ran to Bai Feiye, who was watching her motionlessly.

Ling Ling looked at him close at hand, paused for a moment, and asked tentatively,

"Fang Cai, did you call me?"

“……”

He was silent, his eyes looked deeply at her in front of him, and the chill on his face gradually faded.

Bai Feiye hugged Ling Ling, as if he was holding a lost treasure.

He put his arms around her tightly, as if to rub her into his arms, his starry eyes were closed, his head was sideways, the tip of his nose was against her hair, and he greedily smelled the fragrance that belonged to her.

Ling Ling, who was a little out of breath by Bai Feiye, moved his body,

"You're holding me a little tight."

The arm holding her loosened a little, but it didn't mean to let her go.

Ling Ling felt that Bai Feiye, who was speechless at the moment, seemed to have not hugged her for a long time, and thought that since he found him, he hadn't hugged him very well, Ling Ling simply took advantage of the tranquility at the moment, wrapped his hand around his waist, closed his eyes and listened to his powerful and somewhat fast heartbeat.

"Falling doubles."

I don't know how long she was silent, Bai Feiye, who was holding her, suddenly opened her mouth and whispered.

"What?"

Ling Ling leaned into his arms, a little unintelligible.

Bai Feiye reluctantly let go of her, stroked her head with one hand, and her deep starry eyes were filled with endless tenderness,

"Twelve is a small character, Luoshuang is the name, and the daughter's name is Bai Luoshuang, what does Mrs. think is good?"

Ling Ling's heart suddenly beat wildly, her mind was suddenly full of thoughts, she stared at the lips in front of her with a smile, her eyes were full of tenderness at her Bai Feiye, and a word was hesitantly squeezed out in her somewhat dry throat,

"You ......"

The big hand caressing her head carefully held her face, the slightly calloused fingertips gently rubbed her cheeks, and his obsidian-like deep and beautiful eyes clearly reflected her appearance, only to see him speak slowly,

"I'm sorry I'm late."

His tone was intimate, without the vague sense of alienation he had before, Ling Ling could clearly see the doting emanation emanating from his starry eyes. Take a hundred plating to read the latest chapter of "The Old Dream Peach Blossom Claw Book House" for free for the first time.