"It's not targeting me, so what explanation do you want to kill me now?" Feng Yun raised his eyebrows and looked at Feng Wu.

"I am on the order of my master and ask Miss Chen'er to take care of her!" Feng Wu's face turned pale: "I don't know that this person is Miss Chen'er, I only know that he is the assassin who assassinated the Fourth Prince."

"When did Mei Ruxue's aunt become Concubine Liu? I really don't know!" Feng Yun glanced at Feng Wu, Rushui's eyes narrowed slightly, and said sarcastically: "It is the responsibility of the emperor of the court to capture the assassin. When is it the Mei Mansion's turn?"

Feng Wu's face turned pale: "This subordinate doesn't know, he only knows that my young master wants this person, regardless of life or death!"

"Are you still there now?" Feng Yun Qingru Shui's eyes were covered with a layer of coolness, looking at Feng Wu. Regardless of life and death... Mei Ruxue doesn't care about anything now? Even if that person is her...

"...Yes!" Feng Wu looked at Yan Yun in Feng Yunqing's arms, remembered his master's explanation, and gritted his teeth and spit out a word.

"Then if you have the ability, come and take it!" Feng Yun looked at Feng Wu with a cold voice.

"Please give me the thought of my master treating you with all my heart, so please give this person to my subordinates!" Feng Wu looked at Feng Yunqing and suddenly fell to the ground: "Miss Chen'er has always known what the master wants, but why do you have to go against the young master everywhere?"

"Ha, Beauty Fengwu, you still don't know me very well." Fengyun Qing thought about it, and then looked at Fengwu kneeling on the ground and suddenly smiled: "Actually, I'm not what you always thought. I want everything, especially what your master wants, I want it even more."

Feng Wu's face turned pale and she looked at Fengyunqing.

"If I kill you, use you to replace the person in my hand and hand you over to the emperor, the murder of the fourth prince will fall on you. How will your master deal with it?" Feng Yun looked at Feng Wu with a clear expression. Before he finished speaking, the white silk on his wrist suddenly shook out and attacked Feng Wu without warning. The white silk raised a trace of cold wind and hit Feng Wu's eyebrows.

Feng Wu's face was as pale as paper for a moment, and she retreated quickly, but she couldn't hide at all. She watched Feng Yunqing's white silk attack at his eyebrows without hesitation and with a strong murderous aura. She looked at Feng Yunqing with a cold face in disbelief. Miss Chen'er really wanted to kill him...

Three inches away from the middle of his eyebrows, Fengyun pursed his lips, but there was still no pause.

"Woman! Even if you are irrelevant, do you want to go against me?" Mei Ruxueqing's cold and cold voice came. A black figure flashed, and the green water sleeves drew a graceful arc. When Fengyunqing's white silk fell down a foot inch between Fengyunwu's eyebrows, it instantly carried Fengyunwu's body several feet away, avoiding Fengyunqing's murderous intent.

"Young Master?" Feng Wu came back to her senses and spoke in surprise when she saw Mei Ruxue who saved him.

Mei Ruxue glanced at Feng Wu, looked up at Feng Yunqing, and swept to Feng Yunqing's arms with blood-deficient Yan Yun. Her eyes were covered in coldness and her voice was cold: "Just for him, you will kill Feng Wu?"

"I just asked Beauty Feng Wu for some interest. If I didn't show up just now, the person in my arms would die." Feng Yun looked down on the cold and thin color in Mei Ruxue's eyes, and the white silk wrapped it back on his wrist and said lightly.

"Is your interest too high? Do you have to count me?" Mei Ruxue looked at Feng Yunqing and her long eyelashes cast a shadow.

"It's not an exaggeration to count you, right? You have used me to take off the sixth prince, and my people have removed the fourth prince for you. Not only do you not thank me, but you also want to pull down the millions of people in my Feng Mansion as the burial of the fourth prince?" Feng Yun looked at Mei Ruxue with a cold eyebrow.

"I just want him. Feng Mansion will be my home in the future, and it has nothing to do with it!" Mei Ruxue looked at Feng Yunqing and spoke slowly.

"The genius believes in you!" Feng Yun shouted softly. He threw a sentence, ignored Mei Ruxue, hugged Yan Yun and gently tapped his feet, and left the ruined temple.

The jasper sword in his hand flew out with a cold light. Mei Ruxue flashed and blocked Fengyunqing's road: "Woman! You can go, he must leave it for me!"

"Impossible!" Feng Yun shook out the white silk on his wrist, and met Mei Ruxue's sword, and then his face changed: "Have your fingers been made great?"

"Did you just realize it? The Yijin Sutra and the Diamond Sutra are in my hands. It's hard to think that Chengdu is difficult." Mei Ruxue's eyes circulated, and the jade sword in her hand was slightly staggered for a moment, with a gentle whisper, and the light was greatly won. At the moment when Fengyun Qing was surprised, he stabbed Yan Yun in her arms.

After only a moment of pause, Feng Yunqing narrowly turned sideways, another white silk shook out, opened Mei Ruxue's sudden sword, and suddenly retreated several feet. Before he could stand firm, another cold light hit Yan Yun's eyebrows in her arms again.

Feng Yunqing's face changed drastically. I don't know that Mei Ruxue used two swords. She was actually the same as the white silk on her hands...

A mark suddenly broke in his heart. It turned out that they had never had a heart-to-heart talk. They had concealed each other for ten years. It was too late to avoid it. Fengyun looked at Mei Ruxue's eyes, gritted his teeth, and blocked his arm in front of Yan Yun.

As fast as lightning, there was only a clear sound of shouting.

The clothes were cut, and the cold sword pierced Fengyun's light clothes, and a red mark was cut from the fatty jade skin. The bright red blood dripped down like red wine with a mellow fragrance, falling on the clean upper of plum Ruxue.

Her hands could no longer move forward, Mei Ruxue stared at Feng Yunqing's arm in a daze.

Yan Yun's eyes in Fengyunqing's arms were dyed with a misty glaze color. What was growing in his heart at this moment, and what was falling into dust at this moment. His persistence and the dream of revenge for more than ten years of floating clouds were completely cut off and awake at this moment. Only the woman's face as snow as a woman and her eyes as clear as a spring were left in her eyes, which were also filled with mist in the coldness.

With eyes facing each other, Mei Ruxue looked at Feng Yunqing and her expression faded away. Her eyes were instantly dyed with a cool look. Her elegant and elegant face was covered with a hint of evil spirit and gloomy eloquence: "Feng Chen'er! Is this you? When did a selfish woman block the sword for others with her arm? Hum?"

"Feng Chen'er died when she returned here two years ago. The person in front of you is Feng Yunqing now. She is not a human being, let alone a human life, even an ant will not let you kill him." Feng Yunqing's eyes were also cool, and she didn't look at her arms, but just stared at Mei Ruxue's eyes.

"Oh? Even if it's your life, can you spare me?" Mei Ruxue raised her eyebrows coldly.

"Absolutely!" Feng Yunqing looked at him lightly.

The plum blossoms are like snow and the wind and clouds are light. Blood drips and turns to flow, and a blood lotus blooms on the clean upper.

The mountain wind stirs up a cool feeling, and one black and one white clothes look at each other. The eyes are deep, and no one can see each other clearly through the misty fog. It is obviously very close, but at this time it seems that it is thousands of miles apart. It is difficult for birds to fly in the middle.

The Feng Wu in Mei Ruxue's arms and Yan Yun in Fengyunqing's arms each looked at the person holding him. The exclamation mark in his heart expanded inch by inch.

It took a long time, or just a moment.

Mei Ruxue withdrew the sword in her hand without hesitation, no longer looked at Fengyun lightly, gently tapped her toes, hugged Fengwu and left. Naturally, she also took away the blood lotus.

Fengyun lowered his head lightly and saw that the cold sword shining just cut a thin layer of skin through her arm...

Just as the blood drips fell, the wild flowers under her feet instantly absorbed the blood and bloomed even more colorfully. The cool heart looked at Mei Ruxue's figure in the distance, and suddenly became warmer. He stopped in time, otherwise her arm would have to be ruined today.

He wiped it with his sleeve, and the blood stopped instantly. Fengyun looked at Yan Yun with a faint look in his eyes. Through the misty color in his eyes, he seemed to see the bottom of his heart. After a while, he slowly spoke: "Tell me, when did Mei Ruxue bribe you?"

Yan Yun was stunned and looked at Feng Yunqing's eyes. When he saw the clarity in her eyes, he immediately avoided her gaze and whispered: "I didn't buy it, I just exchanged conditions. Seven days ago, he promised to give me a chance to help me get rid of the Fourth Prince."

"Condition?" Fengyun's eyes tightened as light as water. It turned out that what she guessed was indeed correct.

"After the matter is completed, I will hide in the ruined temple on the back mountain of Qingyin Temple." Yan Yun whispered: "When the time comes, life and death will be born!"

Feng Yunqing's body shook and immediately turned his head to look at the dilapidated temple. After a while, the dilapidated temple was quiet and there was nothing strange at all. She withdrew her gaze in confusion and looked at Yan Yun in her arms.

When he saw the green aura between Yan Yun's eyebrows and the black and purple color dyed on his lips, his little face changed. Yan Yun's face turned the same as Yu Wuqing's face when he was hit by the Purple Spirit Spell of the Witch Clan, but there was just a sign.

"When did you get poisoned?" Feng Yun looked at Yan Yun with a slight look.

"I'm poisoned?" Yan Yun looked at Feng Yunqing in surprise. When he saw his face in Feng Yunqing's eyes as water, he was stunned.

Seeing the surprised look in Yan Yun's eyes clearly, Fengyun Qingpin pinched the back of his hand, which had stopped bleeding, and the bright red blood flowed out again, looking at Yan Yun: "Open your mouth!"

"Your blood..."

"What are you talking about? Open your mouth!" Feng Yun Qinghan looked down at Yan Yun, and blood had already dripped out and pointed it at Yan Yun's mouth.

Yan Yun was silent, watching Feng Yunqing's pure and flawless back of his hand dripping bright red blood. There was a slight scratch on his arm, and the blood was dripping from there. He remembered that it was this arm that blocked him just now and blocked the sword that was about to kill him. The frozen heart river for many years had cracked a long hole and could no longer be closed.

He opened his lips slightly and caught the bright red blood. The blood was not as disgusting as blood, but with a sweet and sweet fragrance. Drop by drop, he just continued, and wanted to taste more.
Chapter completed!