Yan Chengming swaggered out of the forest, and a fine light suddenly flashed in Feng Duhan's eyes.

Ye Zhiwei only felt that her body was pushed away, and when she came back to her senses, Feng Duhan's body was like the wind, and she had already come behind Yan Chengming.

Yan Chengming suddenly felt that the cold wind was rising behind him, and the secret path was not good, so he turned around and wanted to draw his sword.

Unbeknownst to him, Twilight Cold's movements were extremely fast, and the tip of the sword was impartial, hitting the hilt of his sword right away, and forcibly putting the sword he had just drawn back into the sheath.

Yan Chengming didn't expect that his sword hadn't been pulled out, and he couldn't help but be shocked.

Ye Zhiwei saw it really clearly in the back, and she was shocked and frightened in her heart, and couldn't help shouting: "Can't kill ......"

Before she could finish speaking, she suddenly saw her empty left hand swing out like lightning in the twilight cold, and slapped it on Yan Chengming's face with lightning speed.

The crisp sound of "pop" is particularly harsh in the dark forest.

Yan Chengming was knocked down and retreated several steps before he stabilized his figure, and one side of his cheek immediately became red and swollen.

Feng Duhan's palm power is very comparable, plus he used internal force, although the wound cannot be seen from the outside, but if this swelling and pain wants to go away, I am afraid it will take dozens of days.

Ye Zhiwei looked at Yan Chengming's swollen half of his face, and couldn't help laughing.

Yan Chengming's face became even more ugly, there is a way that a soldier can be killed and not humiliated, he held the hilt of the sword tightly, and the joints of each finger were covered with white frost.

Feng Dusk Hanfeng's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said coldly: "Go back and tell your master, if you don't accept it, you will come to this world, what is it to sneak behind your back!" ”

Yan Chengming's face was blue, and there was a tingling pain on one side of his cheek, but in front of the wind and twilight, he could only endure it.

Twilight glanced at him disdainfully, and turned back in a dashing manner, the placket of his clothes unfurled in the night wind, like the wings of a white spirit.

Yan Chengming's lips moved for a long time, but he couldn't even say a word, and finally had to leave angrily and hatefully.

Feng Duhan's eyes fell on Ye Zhiwei, her eyes were slightly warm, but she soon changed to the cold and indifferent appearance of the demon before.

Ye Zhiwei sensed his concern and hurriedly said, "I'm fine." ”

didn't want her to comfort her words, but in exchange for the other party's anger, "If something happens to you, how can this son leave Yan Chengming's whole body today!" ”

She saw that the wind and twilight were cold and her phoenix eyes were well understood, and the anger in her eyes was like a stormy wave, and she was in danger of being mentioned at any time.

Tsing Yi and the others stood there, not even daring to come out.

In the past, in the army, the prince was so angry, and every time some unlucky people were dragged out to be beaten with a military stick, but now, the person who provoked the prince was a person who couldn't be beaten with a military stick.

Tsing Yi and the others' eyes turned around on Feng Duhan and Ye Zhiwei's bodies, not knowing what to do.

Ye Zhiwei clearly saw the sudden change in the wind and clouds in his eyes, and couldn't help but be intimidated by his fierce momentum, and subconsciously took two steps back.

Unexpectedly, it hit the trunk of the tree behind her, which scared herself.

Raising his head again, Feng Duhan had already looked away, and said in a dumb voice: "Last time, I asked you to stay away from him, why don't you always listen, and take the words of this son as a deaf ear!" ”

Ye Zhiwei was a little aggrieved, "I don't want to see him either, who knows that he is elusive." If it was possible, she naturally didn't want to be alone with Yan Chengming.

"Are you reasonable?" Twilight looked down at her.

Looking at the surging emotions in his eyes, Ye Zhiwei's heart couldn't help but hurt, "Let's not quarrel, okay......" She reached out and pulled his sleeve, he had only been away for less than two months, and his body had already lost weight, although the momentum was still there, but the jaw had already revealed sharp corners, to say that she was not distressed at all, it was fake.

Feng Duhan shook her sleeves, brushed her hand away, and went out of the forest without looking back.

Tsing Yi and the others looked at each other.

Ye Zhiwei didn't expect this guy to suddenly turn her face, and she couldn't help frowning, she didn't know what he was thinking, but there were some things that she couldn't control.

Do you want her to hide in the courtyard all day and see no one?

Seeing the wind and twilight rushing away angrily, Tsing Yi hesitated: "Miss Ye, please forgive me for saying more...... The prince really cares about you, that's why he ......"

Ye Zhiwei smiled bitterly, "I know." "She knows his character better than anyone else.

At this juncture, he must have made another mistake of being cautious, and the scene just now really made him angry, she actually interceded for Yan Chengming's brute, ignoring his feelings.

Ye Zhiwei lifted the skirt and chased after it.

Twilight walked so fast that she almost had to take three steps to catch him, and she thought he was going back to the camp, but after a few steps, she found that he was going in the other direction.

Fortunately, she was in good health in this life, and it was not easy to catch up with him, and she grabbed his sleeve from behind, "Wind...... ...... the wind and twilight," she hunched over, panting, "...... Where are you going? ”

In the middle of the night, where does he want to go? She was afraid that something would happen to him on the spur of the moment.

Feng Duhan's thin lips were pursed, and he didn't say a word, as if he was trying his best to suppress his emotions.

"It's not easy for us to get together, don't be angry, okay?" She blinked wide, revealing a pitiful look.

Twilight looked at her indifferently, but somewhere in his heart suddenly fell into a softness, and he wanted to reach out at this moment and touch her little head, but he finally held back.

He was too indulgent to her, so she didn't take her words seriously, and this time, he didn't want to compromise!

Ye Zhiwei saw that he still had a cold face, so she took the initiative to forcibly stuff her little hand into his big hand, "Don't be angry, I must be careful next time, I will hide away when I smell Yan Chengming's smell thirty miles away, are you satisfied?" ”

The corners of Twilight's mouth twitched a few times, and she was almost amused by her.

Ye Zhiwei saw that his expression softened a little, and hurriedly grabbed his arm, shaking his legs, "It's all my fault, please don't remember the villain." ”

Feng Duhan's face was tense, but her big hand was open, holding her hand in the palm of her hand, tightening it tighter and tighter, she couldn't help but shout: "It hurts." ”

"Do you know it hurts?" Feng Dusk snorted coldly, and suddenly pulled her and stuck it to herself, "This son is unhappy in my heart. ”

Ye Zhiwei nodded her little head again and again, indicating understanding.

"Just apologizing seems a bit insincere." He said with a straight face, but his tone was a little softer than just now.

Ye Zhiwei was stunned, and suddenly understood the meaning of his words, did this cold-faced prince want to coax him by himself?

She looked back and found that Tsing Yi and they didn't follow, and she couldn't help but sigh in her heart that these people were really sensible, knowing that her master would never want them to follow at this time.

She stood on tiptoe and kissed the side of his cheek quickly.

Wind Twilight snorted dissatisfiedly.

She blinked, not satisfied? Let's do it again.

She leaned in again and kissed him on the other side of the cheek.

Feng Duhan's brow was locked tighter.

Ye Zhiwei sighed, stretched out her slender finger against his chest, lightly drew a circle, and said angrily: "This is not good, that is not good, whether the prince can give a letter, how can he be satisfied." ”

She didn't get an answer from him, but he told her what to do.

She was roughly pulled into his arms, her thin lips down, desperate to get her fragrance, as if to swallow it up along with her breath.