"Yes, it's up to me!"

She said this, it seems really sad and ridiculous to outsiders, not to mention that she doesn't have that ability, and now she can't protect herself, and she dares to make a big deal of nonsense here, which is simply unbelievable.

But her expression is so determined and resolute that it is impossible to ignore.

"This is your own death, you can't blame me!"

The champion pen was sent again, straight to Feng Qingling's throat, and before the pen arrived, a fierce cold wind came first, and the murderous spirit was pressing. Feng Qingling wanted to move his body to avoid this fatal blow, but he was sober, but his body didn't obey the call at all, and he could only watch the sharp tip of the pen getting closer and closer to him. She is not afraid of death, but she does not want to die either. She also knew that she couldn't die.

Just when the tip of the pen was still ten centimeters away from her throat, she exerted all her strength, then raised her left foot and kicked Long Xiangyu behind her. The next moment, she was already leaning on Long Xiangyu's arms, and the champion pen that wanted to take her life was also firmly clamped between the index finger and thumb of Long Xiangyu's right hand.

"If you're a little too late, my life will be gone!" Feng Qingling leaned on his chest and muttered aggrievedly.

Long Xiangyu glanced down at her, there was a faint tenderness in his eyes, but he couldn't help but reply to her: "You have the strength to kick me, but you don't have the strength to dodge the fatal blow?"

Feng Qingling pursed her lips and glared at him, her little expression was so cute that she couldn't do it. However, she was dressed in a blood-stained shirt, her face was pale, and her body trembled slightly against his body, with this look, it only made people feel distressed and helpless.

Besides, the purple-clothed scholar who was completely ignored saw that more than fifty evil ghosts had been subdued, and his own weapons had fallen into the hands of the other party, although he was angry in his heart, he also knew that there was a huge disparity in strength, and he could only save his strength at this moment, and he would fight again in the future. So, while the two of them didn't notice him, they instantly disappeared into the darkness of the night.

Long Xiangyu was just about to straighten her and heal her, when he felt the body of his subordinates relax for a moment, and put all the weight on his body, only to know that she had fainted in pain.

Sighing silently, he raised his hand and brushed it lightly over her wound, a soft light flashed, the wound on her chest could no longer be traced, even her clothes that had been soaked with sweat and blood became clean and fresh, and the torn clothes on her chest had become intact. It's just that the small piece of flesh and blood on Feng Qingling's chest that was torn off on the ground rolled coldly into the soil, bloody, covered with a layer of mud, which looked a little disgusting, but what stimulated it was not his stomach, but his incomparably hard heart. For a while, he only felt pain in his chest, as if he had cut out his heart, and when the pain was unbearable, he bounced a fireball and burned to ashes, which made him even more anxious, the smell of cooked meat wafting in the air stimulated his sense of smell all the time and challenged his stomach. The next moment, he shook off Feng Qingling and retched sideways.

Feng Qingling had already woken up, so she was not thrown to the ground by him, seeing him retching there, she instantly resurrected her original blood without a body of pain, and teased: "What, there is?"

Long Xiangyu didn't know what was wrong with him, but he vomited more and more, and he couldn't stop vomiting all his internal organs. He hadn't eaten enough food for many days, and naturally there was nothing in his stomach to make him vomit, and finally he almost vomited out the bitter water, so he stopped and glared at her with an ugly face.

Feng Qingling also knew that it was really wrong for him to make fun of others at this time, so he was a little embarrassed, and changed the topic with an embarrassed smile: "What kind of smell, so fragrant?"

Long Xiangyu's face was even more ugly, it was really a pot that couldn't be opened.

"Meaty?" Feng Qingling, as a foodie, will naturally not be relentless.

Long Xiangyu raised his eyebrows and looked at her, and said lightly: "Yes, the smell of meat! The smell of meat on your chest!" and then looked at her with a playful expression. It wasn't until I saw the corners of her mouth twitch and her face twisted and she laughed several times that she turned her eyes away with satisfaction to check on Long Wu's situation.

Long Wu, as a little fire phoenix who had been completely ignored for a long time by this pair of heartless parents, woke up very tenaciously, and the first thing he said after waking up was: "It's delicious! It's meat! Daddy, I want to eat meat!"

At this time, Long Xiangyu and Feng Qingling are not good.

"Oh! no, Daddy, there was a bad guy who wanted to kill his mother just now!" Long Wu suddenly thought of what happened before he fell unconscious, and looked at his mother intact worriedly, and couldn't help but report the dangerous situation to his father.

Fortunately, the embarrassment was lifted.

Feng Qingling stepped forward and rubbed his full forehead, and said, "The villain has been beaten away by your father!"

Long Wu looked at his father with a proud look and smiled, and that expression was clearly saying, 'My father is so good'!

Feng Qingling patted his head, turned to Long Xiangyu, and said, "Can you see where the purple-clothed scholar came from?"

"Full of ghosts, he is naturally one of the evil ghosts in this city, but he is smarter than ordinary evil ghosts, and his cultivation will naturally be much higher than them!"

"I think it's possible that this group of demons has been unwilling to reincarnate for thousands of years, because they have been guided by someone or a small group of people!"

"Oh, what's the idea?"

Feng Qingling picked up Long Wu and handed it to Long Xiangyu's arms, smiled mischievously, and said, "I don't have any high opinions! I hate guessing! I prefer to find the answer to my question in person rather than guessing!" As soon as her words fell, the person had already flown into the air. Chasing her was a Bai Lian, the moment she landed in the middle of the mass grave, it had already wrapped around her waist, Long Xiangyu retracted it a little harder, she had returned to the front of the two fathers and sons again, and the Bai Lian on her waist had disappeared.

Everything only happened in an instant, Long Wu didn't see how his father made a move, he only felt that a white shadow flashed, and his mother came and went, and when he looked at it again, his mother was still standing in Fang Cai's position, as if she had never moved.

"Are you bothered?" Feng Qingling was already impatient.

"Don't bother!" Long Xiangyu was extremely calm.

Feng Qing almost crushed ten fingers with aura, gritted his teeth and said, "My patience is limited, don't fight me, okay?"

Long Xiangyu looked at her indifferently: "I'm very patient!"

Feng Qing's aura was so depressed that she couldn't do it, she raised her right hand but couldn't fall, first, she couldn't beat Long Xiangyu, and second, her son was still in his arms. In the end, he just changed his fist and said hatefully: "Okay! I don't care about the affairs of this city, okay? I want to see what flowers you can play!" He angrily snatched Long Wu from his arms and said to his son, "Come, Xiao Wu!