After the Yang father and son left, Feng Tianying held her hand and took her back to the pavilion, he took out a white silk handkerchief from his arms, gently wiped away the tears on her face, his movements were extremely gentle, and he comforted softly: "Everything has me, don't be afraid." ”

His gentle words dispelled the loneliness and loneliness in her heart at once, she held his hand and said softly, "Brother Shadow, it's good to have you." ”

Feng Tianying looked at her affectionate eyes, and was full of doubts in her heart, this woman is so strange, with a peerless divine weapon, her behavior is so weird, and what is even stranger is that looking at her, it seems that she has a deep affection for herself and is in love, but she doesn't know anything about her, it can't be a beauty trick set up by someone, right? Thinking of this, Feng Tianying's slightly turbulent heart calmed down, and he asked softly, "How do you know my name?" ”

Nan Ruo raised her eyes to look at him, with a puzzled expression on her face, she felt a little uneasy, she stared at his face carefully, isn't it Luo Yingchuan, who is haunted by her dreams, she relieved her heart and said: "Of course I know, I thought I would come to this place alone, but I didn't expect you to come too, God really treats me well, and when the two of us work together to find those few spirit beads, we can go back, and then Dad will call the shots-" Her voice became lower and lower, and when she said this, Even she couldn't hear it clearly.

Feng Tianying was even more confused, but seeing that her face was so red that she couldn't speak, she vaguely guessed the meaning of her words, her shy and blushing appearance was too likable, Feng Tianying couldn't help but want to tease her, and said with a smile: "What's the call?" ”

Nan Ruo's face turned even redder, after all, she was only fourteen years old, and in modern times, there were still many years before the legal age of marriage, she was suddenly a little annoyed, shouldn't the boy take the initiative to propose? Why did I take the initiative to say it? She punched him in the chest in hatred, turned away, and ignored him angrily.

Feng Tianying turned her body, looked into her eyes, and asked with a grin, "You like me?" ”

Nan Ruo lowered his head and leaned against his chest and chuckled, "Knowingly asked." ”

At this moment, Yang Yi hurried over, Feng Tianying gently pushed her away, and said, "Yang Yi, is there something wrong?" ”

Yang Yi glanced at Nan Ruo beside him, walked over, and whispered a few words in his ear.

Feng Tianying's face turned pale, his eyes swept at Nanruo's face, and he said to Yang Yi: "I know, you go out first." ”

After Yang Yi left, Feng Tianying said, "You provoked King Su?" ”

Nan Ruo said aggrievedly: "It wasn't me who provoked him, it was he who provoked me!" ”

Feng Tianying frowned slightly, with a worried look on his face, and said: "King Su has always been lustful and domineering, and he must get his hands on everything he likes, do you know that he has now sent heavy troops to surround Mingfeng Tower." ”

Nan Ruo looked at the heaviness on his face and felt the seriousness of the matter, she understood that imperial power was a kind of sacred right in ancient times, and that day she beat King Su, but she was afraid that she would be caught by King Su, and she would have to shed her skin if she didn't die, what should she do? Will he be able to protect her?

Nan Ruo bit her lip, was silent for a moment, and timidly reached out to pull Feng Tianying's wide sleeves, and said, "Brother Shadow, you will protect me, right?" You're not going to give me to him, are you? Although she will not sit still, it is best if a beloved man stands up to protect her.

Feng Tianying looked at her Chu Chu and moved her expression, and her heart moved, but she quickly calmed down.

King Su is the second son of Yue Guifei, the most favored concubine in the saint today, with a tyrannical personality and a good ~ lustful nature, but now he can't make any extraneous branches and blame him for a woman of unknown origin.

He had an idea, and now he had to send her to that place.