On the side of the railing, it is a fault. She had no doubt that if she took one more step forward, a slight deviation, she would fall from above and fall to pieces.

"You can see it, phoenix! She'll fall off the walls at any moment, and she's pregnant with your flesh and bones, you know! ”

Qing Wei has always been not afraid of life and death in the face of everything, but when Feng Lan roared fiercely, she only felt that there was an untouchable cold in her heart facing her.

"Phoenix, Phoenix, Phoenix, Dove......"

She seemed unsure, he had been silent, would he choose her in front of this?

These days are too comfortable, she loves the phoenix dove in the world, and even today, when she takes the king, she knows nothing about him

It was like she had never known him at the beginning, and even if he was in front of her at this moment, she didn't know anything about her.

"Waste." The cold voice was accompanied by the arrows, Feng Lan exclaimed with wide pupils, and her body slowly became lighter.

He leaned back, and there was a sound of "banging" in the air, and a bow and arrow shot into his flesh, and blood spurted out. Feng Lan clenched her teeth and refused to make a sound, covering the wound on her chest with her hand, but no matter how she covered it, blood fell, drop after drop.

"Feng Lan, Feng Lan?" Suddenly realizing that Feng Lan was not around, she was even more uneasy for some reason.

She heard the faint sound of footsteps, and little by little, her breath froze.

"-Brush!"

The long sword came, stabbed at Qing Wei with a blow, and slid down the side of her cloth-covered ear. She had a scar on her temple from the blade, and the blood flowed down instantly, staining the blindfold in front of her.

She had pain on her forehead, looking at the phoenix dove in front of her, who was used to the dark, suddenly looked at the dazzling person in front of her, and felt dazzling.

"Phoenix, you ......" she breathed, not knowing what to say.

He looked at her, the sword in his hand not falling, still pointing at her, pointing at her head, the blade of the sword moving from the temple to the ear, to the center of the eye. She looked at him, her light brown eyes glowing with gold.

The pupil core is just a little, arrogant, indifferent.

Facing the whistling cold wind, he was particularly indifferent: "Did the deity push you down, or did you jump off by yourself?" ”

Qingwei: "......"

She froze in place, not believing what he said.

The phoenix dove looked at her very patiently and asked again, "Are you coming, or am I coming?" ”

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Qing Wei grabbed Feng Dove's shirt in the past, but he stretched out his long sword and pestle at her eyebrows, she couldn't get close, and he forced her to take a step back.

"Nonsense?" The phoenix dove chuckled, and the slender phoenix eyes had an indescribable grace, "After treating you for so long, do you really think of yourself as Qingwei?" ”

"-I'm Qing Wei!"

"-Shut up!" He poked his sword heart, and there was a hard pain in her forehead, and the blood flowed out slowly, staining his blade.

Up until this point she didn't believe he would hurt her.

"Feng Jiu, I'm Qing Wei, why don't you believe me......" Her eyes were full of tears, and she didn't know how to explain to him.

If he really wanted to listen, he would have believed it, but there was already a wall in his heart.

She has been deceived by her, what else can she do?

Feng Jiu stared at her condescendingly, her eyes were red and full of hatred: "How can you be Qingwei, you sprinkled Wei'er's ashes into the river when the deity didn't know?" ”