Feng Yuexin squeezed the cold fingers that were about to suffocate her, but unfortunately, the fingers on her neck were like dark iron shackles, no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't shake them.

Suddenly, Feng Yuexin smiled!

Just smiled faintly, gently, and self-deprecatingly!

Is this the relative she is looking forward to with the stars and the moon?

But why is it so cold?

Feng Yuexin opened her eyes that were about to narrow into a slit, looking at this peerless and evil young man, tears couldn't stop flowing from her reddened eyes.

knew that there were such cold-blooded relatives, why did she violate her conscience to betray her relatives who loved her, took care of her, and raised her for more than ten years?

Feng Yuexin thumped her struggling hands and slowly closed her eyes...

Zhao Wenxing looked at Feng Yuexin, who was desperate to accept his fate, and couldn't help but become even more angry, and increased the strength of his hand to ask for his life.

In fact, he didn't know what he was angry about, let alone whether he was disobedient in Qi Feng Yuexin, or because Qi Feng Yue was so concerned about trusting that Yatian who was not good-looking.

In short, Zhao Wenxing was extremely irritable at this time, although he wanted to kill this disobedient sister immediately, but he still let go of his big hand a second before Feng Yue's heart was completely suffocated, and then without saying anything, he opened the window and jumped out.

"Ahem... Ahem..."

Without Zhao Wenxing's hijacking, the sudden influx of fresh air made Feng Yuexin cough a little uncomfortably like a sudden ventilation child's trachea.

Feng Yuexin bent down slightly, coughing hard, while raising her beautiful eyes slightly, she glanced at the two carved wooden windows that were still shaking violently, and sat down on the chair next to her with some annoyance.

The night was getting quieter, and the weary moon hid in the clouds to rest, leaving only a few stars as if to stand guard, and the dreamy pink gauze tent gently lifted in the cool breeze, revealing a stunning face.

Suddenly, as if awakened by the mischievous wind, the man on the bed sat up and sneezed heavily.

The beauty rubbed the tip of her itchy nose sleepily, and was about to lie down again, but was attracted by the cyan figure on the balcony.

In the night breeze, the man's clothes were hunting, and because his back was to the bedroom, the beauty on the bed couldn't tell who this person was for a while, but judging from the costume, there was no doubt that this person must be a man.

However, for the sake of safety, the beauty on the bed gently lifted the futon, picked up the sword placed beside the bed, and tiptoed out.

"Who?" The beauty snorted and pulled out her Zhiyun sword.

The man standing in the wind on the balcony listened to this coquettish voice, pulled his face slightly, and his expression was a little displeased.

The beauties in the house vigilantly moved to the balcony, but when they saw the evil and flamboyant handsome face of the visitor, they couldn't help but sink in their hearts, and their beautiful faces were a little discolored because of that face.

In a panic, after hearing a crisp sound of metal colliding with the ground in the house, the beauty in the house ran out, and then knelt on the ground respectfully with a "bang".

"Fei'er, I didn't know that the young master was coming, and I also disturbed the young master's Yaxing who admired the moon, please punish the young master!" The beauty lowered her head, her face full of horror.

That's right, this beauty is Luo Fei'er, the eldest lady of Shangshu Mansion, Luo Ningshuang's sister, and the saint of the Black Evil Tower.

"Hehe," the man smiled wickedly, "you slept soundly!" ”