The moment Fu Qing and the frightened wind flew away, the forest was already full of gold and stones, and the battle was one.

If it weren't for the silence of insects, Jiang Congao wouldn't have seen the clues.

With his skills, he couldn't find anyone, which shows that his skills are extraordinary, and he must treat them with twelve points of energy, and if he is distracted, he doesn't even know how to die.

The black-clothed man was treacherous, and the sword blade dyed with clear light pressed forward step by step, slashing straight at Jiang Congao's face, without hiding his bloodthirsty strength at all.

Jiang blocked the sword momentum with Ao's backhand, and when he made a wrong move, the blade was only pointed at the man's throat. The man's reaction was also extremely fast, and he immediately flew back and jumped, already dodging Jiang Congao's attack.

Jiang Congao immediately flashed forward, and between the swords and swords, the two of them had gone through dozens of moves, and their skills were actually between the two of them, and they were inseparably entangled.

Just as the two sides were fighting, a force slashed through the air, and the momentum was extremely fierce towards Jiang Congao's back. Jiang Congao was about to dodge by mistake and avoid the awe-inspiring strength from behind him, but the man in front of him made his sword entangle him, and he couldn't get out.

Poof—

The sharp arrow pierced the flesh, and the toxin on the arrow spread at an almost inaudible speed, and after a while, Jiang Congao's body became more and more sluggish, and he fell into the forest soon after the poison.

The man in black put his sword into the sheath, and no longer paid attention to the fallen Jiang Congao, and only walked slowly towards the man who shot the arrow. When he saw that the man's eyes were still on the ground, he asked in a low voice,

"What? Reluctant? ”

The man's bright eyes glanced at him lightly, and without saying a word, he took the lead out of the forest. The man in black quickly followed, disappearing into the night.

said that the frightening footsteps here did not stop, and finally brought Fu Qing to a mansion in Heyucheng. When the two of them landed in the main courtyard, the thick and majestic male voice had already asked sharply,

"Who broke into my house at night?"

"Master Li, it's me."

A middle-aged man with a square face stepped out of the hall in an instant, and after seeing the appearance of the two clearly, he asked in surprise,

"Shocking wind! How are you! ”

"Master Li, the second young man was attacked in the forest a few miles away, and the matter was urgent, so I can't explain more here."

"Shocking wind, you said that Cong Ao was in distress?" A white dress flashed out from behind the man, it was a woman with a cold face and a delicate face, at this time, her cold face was dyed with urgency, and she asked urgently, "Then why don't you stay with him..."

But when she looked at the woman in the arms of the frightened wind, she was silent.

"Manyun, if you have something, I'll ask later." The middle-aged man turned to the storm and ordered, "Storm, you take this girl to the guest room, and my wife will take care of her." We immediately set off to find Ershao. ”

"Dad," the woman in white took the initiative to ask, "I'll take care of this girl, you and the wind will go to find Cong Ao!" ”

"That's fine."

Frightening Wind placed Fu Qing in the guest room, and left the mansion with Master Li. Fu Qing's palm-sized little face was frighteningly white, still buried in his hair, his whole body was like falling into an ice cave, and his body couldn't stop trembling.

There was a gurgling sound in my ears, and the green tea contained hot air and flowed into the bottom of the cup.

"You're... From Ao's little junior sister Fu Qing, "Li Manyun placed the tea in front of her and said softly, "Come, drink a cup of hot tea to warm up." ”

“… Thank you. ”

Fu Qing gently stroked the warm jasper cup, and used the tea to dispel some of the coldness in his heart.

"You don't need to worry too much, Cong Ao has made such a plan, he has his reasons."

Seeing that she was silent, Li Manyun spoke in a brisk tone, as if she wanted to break the dullness in the room.

"You haven't practiced martial arts, and even if you stay, you won't be able to help."

"When you are safe and sound, he can concentrate on resisting the enemy."

"Since Ao often talked to me about your little junior sister, he said that you love to make trouble when urinating, which made him suffer a lot."

"Even when you go to bed with the lights out, you often whisper about you in my ear."

"Sometimes even I am jealous of you."

"Oh, if you don't pay attention to it, you are frightened, you should rest more."

Seeing that she always didn't answer, Li Manyun seemed to be a little annoyed that she had too much to say, so she reluctantly got up, stopped by the door for a while, and said,

"Then you have a good rest, I'll go out first."

For a long time, Li Manjun didn't hear Fu Qing's response, and he couldn't even feel her breathing.

When Li Manjun thought that she would not speak, and was about to withdraw, a small murmur came into her ears.

"Who the hell are you?"

"We should have seen it, maybe you forgot," Li Manyun hooked the fallen broken hair behind her ears, and her cold face was a little ashamed, "I'm Cong Ao's fiancée." ”

Inside the room, there was deathly silence again.

It took a long time before there was a vague response,

"Yes."

"Then you can rest for a long time."

Li Manyun instructed softly, thoughtfully closed the door, and Yingjie's small steps quickly disappeared outside the door.

His fiancée... Fiancée...

That day and Yucheng coincided with the arrival of the first snow, and she walked in a hurry from the Foggy Valley, wearing only a light skirt.

A pair of beautiful people stand in front of a jewelry shop. After a few days, the man's face was still handsome and extraordinary, his sharp eyes swept away, and he quickly picked out a lotus-shaped hairpin from the merchant's container and gently put it into the woman's hair.

The jade lotus, like blooming between a woman's black hair, is very beautiful.

A satisfied smile appeared on the man's handsome face, and he lowered his head and whispered next to the woman. I don't know what to say, which caused the woman to be very shy, and she glanced at the man with a lot of coquettishness.

The man took the woman's soft thorn and carefully wrapped it in his palm, so that she would not be exposed to a little wind.

There were acquaintances all the way, and every time he asked the woman beside him, the man was very patient and explained over and over again,

"This is my fiancée, Li Manyun."

"I don't marry Jiang Cong Ao Feiyun'er."

"With Yun'er, how can I look down on other women."

She looked at the backs of the two of them walking away, wrapped the robe on her shoulders tightly, smiled in a low voice, and said to the big man guarding behind her,

"Senior brother, it's time for you to change your robe, this one is not warm at all, I'm so cold."

Fu Qing's hands and feet spasmed in pain, and fine and dense cold sweat oozed from his already pale face.

A sharp knife thrust into her chest, churning in the throbbing flesh. There were a thousand pins and needles in her brain, and something was rushing to squeeze her head.

The heart-wrenching pain made her roll to the ground.

She's going to die.

Otherwise, how could she hear a ghostly evil voice in her ears, and said bewilderingly,

"It's painful."

If she answers, will she fall into purgatory, and never recover?

Fu Qing sneered to himself.

The pain in two places has consumed most of her strength, but there are still people fanning the flames on the side, it's really... It makes people angry.

It was like Ling Chi's sharp pain, but it was still surging like a tide. Bei Yan bit his lip, but stubbornly refused to make a sound. After a period of pain, Fu Qingcai spat out with difficulty and coldness word by word,

"Off, you, fart, thing."

In the empty room, there was a chuckle that seemed to be nothing.