At that moment, the rich smell of blood came to his face, giving Feng Shuying the illusion that Jing Moye had killed Jing Shiyan for a moment.She raised her head with some difficulty and looked at Jing Moye: he was standing there with a black face at this time, carrying a sword in his hand, and blood was dripping from the tip of the sword.may be due to the angle, he looks exceptionally tall at this time, and the coldness and misanthropy in his eyebrows and eyes are intertwined, revealing extreme violence and coldness.At that moment, Feng Shuying inexplicably felt that he was extremely world-weary at that time and wanted to destroy the whole world.This kind of Jing Moye made her feel afraid, and she wanted to stay away from him, a little farther away.At this moment, Jing Shiyan's voice came: "Third brother, you are here!"
Whew, that's great!
We are saved!
”Feng Shuying: "......"
She realized that the blood that had just been sprinkled on her face was not Jing Shiyan's, but those people in black.As soon as he came, he led the guards to dispose of all the men in black.As soon as he finished speaking, he got up from the ground and walked towards Jing Moye.His eyes were full of adoration at this time, and if he had a tail, he would have waged wildly by this time.Feng Shuying: "......" is just like him, how did he become the male lead?
What about the festival?
What about the male protagonist's baggage?
Jing Moye ignored him, but looked at Feng Shuying.Jing Shiyan also came back to his senses at this time, and he hurriedly said: "Third brother, don't get me wrong, someone wants to kill Miss Feng, I don't mean to surprise her." ”"I just think it's rare for the third brother to talk to Miss Feng, the third brother has already died seven fiancées before, and I want to save Miss Feng's life."
Jing Moye still didn't pay attention to her, but slowly walked in front of Feng Shuying and said, "Don't get up yet, are you reminiscing about something?"
”Feng Shuying was still lying on the ground and didn't move, she looked at him very painfully and said, "When His Royal Highness King Fang Cai Jin pounced, my knee happened to hit a stone. ”When she said this, she looked at Jing Moye pitifully and said, "Lord Wang, it hurts!"
”Jing Moye: "......"
Jing Shiyan stretched out his hand and scratched his head, and said a little embarrassedly: "The situation is too urgent, I didn't pay attention." ”After he finished speaking, he whispered, "I'm sorry." ”Feng Shuying's mood was also a little uncomplicated, so she said: "It's okay, His Royal Highness King Fang Cai is also here to save me." ”After she finished speaking, she said to Jing Moye: "Can the prince help me?"
”Jing Moye stood there and looked at her coldly, showing no sign of moving.Feng Shuying didn't dare to cry out in front of him anymore when she saw his expression.After all, he has always been moody, even if he won't kill her, giving her a knife is enough for her.She glanced at him, slowly straightened her upper body with her hands propped up, twisted her waist again, and sat her ass on the ground.She was afraid that Jing Moye would say that she lied to him, and she also wanted to know how bad the fall was when she was knocked down by Jing Shiyan.She reached out and pulled her trouser leg open, revealing her snow-white calf.Jing Shiyan subconsciously wanted to see her injuries, but Jing Moyan's cold gaze looked over, and he immediately turned around.Jing Moye's eyes were gloomy, and his gaze fell on Feng Shuying's body again.Feng Shuying was busy looking at her injuries at this time, and she didn't see their small movements, so she pulled her trouser legs up a little.The upper part of the calf is a large area of black green.On top of the black green, there was a hole in the road, and blood flowed out of it.Feng Shuying looked at it, tried to move again, and found that although the injury looked scary, it shouldn't have hurt the bones.It doesn't hurt the bones and it doesn't matter, just go back and rub some ointment.She put her mind at ease and was about to put down her trouser legs, but Jing Moye grabbed her calves.She looked up at him, her eyes a little stunned, not knowing what he was going to do.She asked, "Lord, what's wrong?"
”Jing Moye glanced at her obliquely, ripped off her trouser leg to cover her calf, and then hugged her up.This was the second time he hugged her, and she was still not used to it, so she said: "This injury is not tight, I can walk by myself." ”Jing Moye looked at her wryly and said, "Didn't you just be coquettish with this king, saying that you hurt a lot?"
”As soon as Feng Shuying saw his expression, she couldn't wait to jump off his body immediately, and then leave him for 108,000 miles.It's just that she knows that his patience has been exhausted when he shows this expression, and she wants to go against his will, and he is afraid that he will pull out the knife directly.She said softly, "It hurts, but you can still walk on your own." ”"I'm afraid that the prince will be tired, or the prince will put me down, right?"
Jing Moye glanced at her coldly, and she immediately gave up struggling: "Then it's hard work." ”Jing Shiyan had already turned around at this time, and he looked at the two of them, his eyes full of shock.After all, in his heart, Jing Moye has never been close to women, even if he has had several fiancées, he has never seen him care about his fiancées in the slightest.Not to mention holding people like this.Jing Moye acted as if he didn't see him, and walked forward with Feng Shuying in his arms.But they didn't take a few steps before they stopped, and a man in a big red shirt stood in front of them.The man was in his early twenties, with a very feminine appearance, a pair of slender eyes, a high nose and thin lips, and a fan in his hand, and he looked very charming.Feng Shuying could see at a glance that this man was ruthless, with a lot of lives in his hands, and he was surrounded by several fierce spirits.It's just that he is thriving, and those fierce spirits can't help him for the time being.But as long as the yang fire on his body is a little smaller, these fierce spirits are afraid that they will be able to tear him apart.Summary: This is not a person who will live long either.He smiled and said, "I haven't seen His Royal Highness the King of Chu for a long time, how are you doing lately?"
”Jing Moye smiled back: "Lord Lao is worried, this king is very good." ”As soon as Feng Shuying heard this, she knew that this man was the nightless marquis in Fang Cai Jing Shifeng's mouth.She sighed in her heart, and the two most difficult male partners in the book to mess with had met.When these two meet like this, I don't know if there will be a fight.Her cat was in Jing Moye's arms, trying to reduce her sense of existence.It's just that it's not enough for her to lower her sense of existence, she is held in Jing Moye's arms, which is very eye-catching.Buyehou's gaze fell on Feng Shuying's body, and he raised his eyebrows lightly: "I heard that the prince has another fiancée, is that her?"
”Jing Moye didn't answer his question, and said directly: "Is Master Hou idle today?"
”Buyehou didn't answer Jing Moye's question, and looked at Feng Shuying: "Little beauty, turn your head and show it to your master." ”Feng Shuying: "......"
His words were a little frivolous, she didn't like it.Jing Moye didn't like it even more.He asked her, "Can you stand firm on your own?"
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