The figure is approaching, and the flower face appears. What Zhang Yifei didn't expect was that the person who came was Bai Xuanji.

Without the slightest hesitation, Zhang Yifeng took advantage of Bai Xuanji's still being stunned to ride a sword on the snow-white goose neck and said coldly: "Why are you here?"

Bai Xuanji was stunned again, and then her eyes were sparkling and charming: "Oops." The slave family saw that you were not there in the middle of the night, didn't you just come to find my beloved little slave?" Zhang Yifeng pressed the sword closer, his brows condensed into a dead knot, and he did not speak.

"How can you be so vigilant, if the old lady wants to harm you, why wait until now!" Bai Xuanji was a little annoyed.

"In this troubled world, everyone is in danger, not to mention in this Warcraft Domain that eats people and does not spit out bones, I have to be cautious!" Zhang Yifeng still didn't put down his sword, but his eyes softened a little, and his sword was also loosened.

"If I want to harm you, why don't I bring anyone with me today? Why do I have to be alone? I came here because I saw that you were in bad spirits for many days and I was worried that something would happen to you. I really don't recognize good people's hearts. If I want to kill you, I'll kill you, stinky man!" Bai Xuanji was really wronged, which of those men didn't grovel, but this Yifeng would shout and kill if he didn't agree with him. kindly cared about him, but he pointed his sword at him. The more she thought about it, the more sad Bai Xuanji became, directly closed her eyes and bit her lip, sliding down a tear.

Yurong's tears are dry, and pear blossoms bring rain in spring. The beauty cries red makeup, and the young man is not relieved. Zhang Yifeng pondered for a long time, and finally Houtu persuaded him to say two words before putting down the sword in his hand. He really couldn't refute it, except for teasing, he thought that Bai Xuanji was excellent to him.

"Okay, I believe you, don't cry!" Zhang Yifeng was really uncomfortable when he saw that Bai Xuanji didn't have a trace of pretentiousness this time, and he comforted with an inexplicable pain in his heart.

Bai Xuanji cried even more fiercely, her tears flickering, and she kept sobbing.

A woman's heart is really like the sea, she can't guess it, and the more she comforts, the more she cries. Zhang Yifeng and Houtu scratched their heads and stared at each other, standing aside and not knowing what to do.

Chapter 29 of "Four Spirits" Let down your vigilance is hitting in your hand, please wait a moment,

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