The slashing sword that suddenly stabbed behind the back was extremely abrupt, and no one thought that Princess Fuhua, who was being carried into the Hou Mansion, would suddenly launch a counterattack at this time.

"Buzz!"

The crimson flame sword qi slashed across Yan Yucong's head in an instant, and the bright crimson light instantly pierced everyone's hearts, startling everyone with a burst of exclamation.

No one thought that Yan Yucong, who had just made Ling Feng deflated, would die in an astonishing moment.

The moment the sedan chair was lifted through the door of the mansion, the sword light in the sky suddenly converged and disappeared, as if people's vision had an illusion.

Yan Yucong, who had been visually pierced through his head by the sword light, was even more drenched in sweat, and the terrifying feeling of hovering in front of the death blade gave birth to an unparalleled sense of fear in his heart, rather than a fluke of escaping death.

But the sudden retraction of the death sword still cut off a handful of hair on the back of Yan Yucong's head, until the sword light suddenly disappeared and slowly fell to the ground, barely leaving a small evidence for Fang Cai's terrifying sword.

The third prince stood in place hunched, his chest rising and falling violently, and his mouth gasping violently. He really couldn't figure out how his sister Wang could have such a strong swordsmanship, and what surprised him even more was that her sword could travel freely through space, and you couldn't guess how her sword would move, and even as long as the other party was willing, you would die in the next moment.

Yan Yucong was still thinking in shock, but there was a voice full of warning from Princess Yan Yulin of Fuhua in her ears: "Third prince, this sword is a lesson, if you dare to be presumptuous, don't blame me for ignoring the feelings of my brothers and sisters!"

Yan Yucong's frightened face immediately turned earthy, beckoned his subordinates, and fled directly with Cui Lingyun.

On the other hand, entering the sedan chair of the Hou Mansion, Yan Yulin pressed one hand on Ling Feng's chest wound, and was invoking the spiritual power in her body to help Ling Feng repair the wound.

Ling Feng's eyes widened, and he looked at Yan Yulin incredulously: "How can you also know the Xuan Ling Technique, could it be that my father also passed it on to you?"

This is really hard to believe, even if Daddy Ling Tieshan really loves Princess Fuhua, he won't pass on all the exercises passed down from his family to her so undisciplinedly!

Yan Yulin's coquettish face showed a bit of smugness, and said with a smile: "There are many things you don't know? Let me tell you, in fact, I am your grandfather Ling Shijian's disciple, will you be surprised when you say this?"

"What?" Ling Feng's eyes widened, revealing a look of surprise.

Yan Yulin immediately sneered and said: "Okay, now doesn't mean that at this time, the injury on your chest is almost healed, don't lie in the sedan chair, otherwise others will think that you are really seriously injured and will be scraped off!"

"Oh!" Ling Feng's face was a little unnaturally flushed.

Being reminded by Yan Yulin like this, Ling Feng noticed that the other party's incomparably delicate jade fingers had pressed against the skin on his chest, and he couldn't help but feel an itch in his heart when he thought of this.

Princess Fuhua's face was also ruddy.

When she and Ling Tieshan participated in the understanding of love together, after all, they were still young, and there was also the old marquis Ling Shijian supervising by the side, the two of them could be said to have just had a deep spiritual love, in fact, they didn't even hold their little hands, it can be said that they were very simple.

Originally, she thought that Ling Feng was several years old, and she didn't care about Ling Feng when she hugged it, but she didn't want Ling Feng to react so much, she still couldn't help but feel subconsciously shy.

What shocked her even more was that she had an unprecedented heart throbbing in her heart towards Ling Feng, which seemed to be similar to what she felt when she participated in the Enlightenment and Clearing Customs.

This sudden realization made Yan Yulin's face change greatly, and he immediately slapped Ling Feng's chest with a straight face, and shouted: "You bastard, you dare to think crookedly about me!"

"Boom!"

The chest that was just injured ushered in a violent palm again, and Ling Feng's body flew out uncontrollably towards the outside of the sedan chair.

The three of them who were guarding the sedan chair were all taken aback, obviously not expecting that Princess Fuhua, the famous lady of Duanwangfu, would have such a violent side.

Ling Feng got up from the ground in embarrassment, simply tidied up the wedding robe on his body, and then calmly said to Tianhuo: "You go to find Temu Corundum, and ask him to find the second lady to bring me another wedding robe, my body is in tatters!"

Tianhuo agreed again and again, and wanted to ask what was going on just now, but he still didn't say anything after all.

This wedding, tossed from morning to evening, even if there was Murong Yaqing, the second lady who was very beautiful, presiding over the overall situation, and there were three former top Tianjiao towns such as Tianhuo Potian, Wang Hao, and Zhu Rong Houzhao, they still couldn't stop the toasting enthusiasm of the Yuanhuo City Tianjiao.

There was a sentence of "congratulations" in the left sentence, which made Ling Feng really unbearable, originally he just drank with a cup of glass, and finally a few heroic Tianjiao came over and directly came over with the wine jar to toast, and immediately scared Ling Feng and almost fled.

Ling Feng wanted to say, Nima, I'm not an adult yet, can't you just feed me? But when I think that I have married so many wives, and I don't have an adult, isn't that a bit nonsense?

Fortunately, Ling Feng was a fire-based martial artist at the root, and while drinking, he could also use his fire spiritual power to evaporate these wine gases. Of course, in order not to attract the attention of others, Ling Feng evaporated the wine gas, and at the same time used ice spiritual power to freeze the wine gas, and then quietly threw it on the ground.

Even so, Ling Feng still felt that his stomach was very uncomfortable, and he felt as if he was going to explode at any moment.

When Ling Feng was finally sent into the cave room and could enjoy the candles in the cave room quietly, Ling Feng was extremely embarrassed to find that his stomach was already round like a melon, and he felt embarrassed when he looked at it.

Ling Feng, who had never been so tired, lay down on his hands for the first time, like a four-legged frog, holding his stomach and panting, but he fell asleep after a while.

Yan Yulin put on this red hijab and waited for Ling Feng to lift the hijab so that he could complete the final etiquette, only to find that Ling Feng, the little ghost, had already fallen asleep beside him.

This is half dead Yan Yulin's anger, and said in my heart that you are doing it on purpose or on purpose, although I am older than you, but I am not a few years older, the key is that I am a royal princess, you are still picky, and you look unhappy, it really gives you face.

Yan Yulin was like an angry little daughter-in-law, she tore off her red hijab, and poked Ling Feng's body with both hands, and after a while, Ling Feng suddenly jumped up, revealing an embarrassment of urgency, and then ran out of the door.

Ling Feng had just taken two steps before he was forcibly pulled back by an astonishing suction force behind him.

"You come back for me!" Yan Yulin grabbed Ling Feng's back shirt with a smile and threw him violently onto the bed.

This time, Ling Feng was almost incontinent, Ling Feng couldn't help but yell: "What are you doing?

Who knew that Yan Yulin pointed to a wooden barrel like a wine jar not far from the bed and said, "It's right there!"

"There?" Ling Feng's eyes widened, staring at the thing that looked like a wine jar, his face suddenly turned red, and he hurriedly shook his head vigorously and said, "No need, I'd better go out to the toilet to solve it, I'm not used to it here!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt a potential behind him suddenly push forward, and immediately his uncontrollable body smashed towards the top of the red wooden barrel.

"I'll go!" Ling Feng exclaimed, forcibly running the Afterimage Footstep in the air, and then he barely adjusted his posture and sat right on the lid of the barrel.

He thought it was over, but as soon as #fart#stock# touched the lid of the barrel, he found that the lid of the bucket fell into the bucket with a click.

Ling Feng helplessly sat down in the barrel all of a sudden, his legs and chest were completely together, his head was tilted against the ceiling of the skyrocketing roof, and his mood was messy.

"Hey, help!" Ling Feng couldn't help but ask Princess Fuhua for help.

Who knows, it was "hehe" who responded to him!

Yan Yulin crossed her arms, walked in front of Ling Feng with a chuckle, gently turned the wooden barrel on the ground with her hand, and said with a smug smile: "You can stay in this wooden barrel tonight, dare to get drunk in the same room with me, it's simply unreasonable!"

With a cold snort, Yan Yulin's figure flashed, and the person had already returned to the bed, directly spread out the quilt, and lay on his side on the bed, looking at Ling Feng who was stunned and embarrassed with a smile, and there was indescribable joy in his eyes.

In desperation, Ling Feng had no choice but to use his spiritual power to shatter the wooden barrel that was clamping his body, and in a thrilling way, he shot out a wind and fire sword qi from a posture of squatting on the ground, and then quickly adjusted his body shape and fell back to the ground.

"Poof!"

As soon as Ling Feng landed, he suddenly let out a very ugly fart, followed by an extremely strong stool intent, which made Ling Feng almost want to die.

"Haha, congratulations, the toilet is gone, you can go outside now!" Yan Yulin pointed to the door with a grin, and then slapped Ling Feng's back with a palm, and Ling Feng's figure flew towards the door uncontrollably.

"Poof!"

Ling Feng landed in embarrassment, and once again released an extremely ugly fart, the expression on his face kept trembling, he wanted to scold Yan Yulin a few words, but suddenly he felt that he was about to be unable to hold back, and hurriedly dodged and launched an afterimage step, and slammed towards the toilet in his memory at an unpredictable speed.

"Who!"

The guards in the courtyard who heard the noise couldn't help but push the door and walked in, shouting and searching towards the dark thatched hut area.

Ling Feng, who had already fallen in the toilet, was secretly saying that when he had just used his technique, he was too impatient and did not pay attention to the restraint of the sound, which was really a failure.

On the other hand, he gritted his teeth in anger, and the sound of going to the toilet came quickly in his ears and nose.

"Who! come out quickly, or we're welcome!" The guard suddenly rushed out of the latrine with a knife and a cold tone, shouting at Ling Feng in the latrine with a vigilant and cautious face, actually trying to forcibly urge Ling Feng to come out.

When Ling Feng heard this, he was extremely angry, and said in his heart that if someone else guarded him, he would kill him, but now that someone else is obviously his own guard, and he is still protecting his own safety, he can't be angry no matter what.

In the end, I had to sigh helplessly, and I didn't show up and said: "It's me, constipation!"

When the guard heard it, it turned out to be Ling Feng's voice, and his face immediately changed greatly, and he hurriedly kowtowed to the toilet to make amends, but he couldn't help but think secretly in his heart: "It turns out that Master Hou is also constipated!"

Ling Feng in the toilet gritted his teeth and whispered fiercely: "Yan Yulin, you wait for me, I have to avenge this revenge today!"

As soon as these words came out, he couldn't help gritting his teeth and continued to create an earth-shattering and smelly toilet scene, and the guards outside the smoked toilet frowned for a while, but he didn't know whether to listen to Ling Feng's words or continue to stay here.