The marble board seemed to have a sense. As soon as fengqingyao came out, she covered the entrance of the cave and looked at the lotus in her hand. She couldn't help admiring who had such wonderful ability.
Before long, fengqingyao's face suddenly darkened. When she reached the middle of the mountain, she suddenly heard a low cry of the wolf.
As soon as her face sank, she put the lotus away. Several silver needles appeared in her hand, but she couldn't tell where the sound came from.
In a moment of carelessness, she forgot about the wolves.
And listen to the sound, not just three or two wolves.
Try to lower their breathing, snow in addition to whispering wolf sound, only her heart thumping.
Don't dare to move, Feng Qing Yao played 120000 spirit, staring at the front of the movement.
About touch to maintain a incense calm, the wolves finally can't bear, low voice ponder, then jump out, from the front suddenly jump out of three wolves, six eyes with shadow green light let her heart surprised.
By the faint green light, she was dazed to see that the three were snow-white snow wolves.
No longer hesitated, Feng Qing Yao swung her sleeve, silver light suddenly appeared, and shot at three wolves. The smaller one screamed and fell to the ground, convulsing all over. But the other two were not so lucky.
Snow Wolf's fur seems to be very thick, she almost used up her strength, but the silver needle only gently hit the two wolves.
Listen to that gradually loud wolf call, Feng Qing Yao in the heart a shiver, she is afraid to enrage these two wolves.
Sure enough, the two wolves were more fierce than before. They sped up their feet and ran towards her. They opened their big mouths with tusks and wanted to tear her clean.
Thinking of the lotus in her arms, Feng Qingyao's eyebrows tightened.
She came out in such a hurry that she had no weapons in her hand except silver needles. In addition, it was dark at night, and she didn't know what to do for a moment.
I had to look at her standing in the same place like a monk.
When Feng Qingyao opened her eyes again.
He heard two howls, and the two green eyes seemed to be gone.
A gust of wind, a huge object toward her rapid pressure over, the speed is almost faster than the two snow wolves also anxious, unexpectedly let her reaction.
"Dead girl, you don't want to live like this!" The familiar voice came from the top of her head, and Feng Qingyao's legs softened a little.
Smelling the fragrance of Zhilan on him, fengqingyao gradually calms down. Unexpectedly, at the critical moment, he appears at his side again and saves her from the sea of misery again and again.
Feng Xuanyi's voice was cold and angry. Fortunately, he came in time and asked the shopkeeper at the foot of the mountain. He learned that there was a woman on the mountain.
Feng Xuan also felt a tremor in his heart.
If it wasn't for his quick step, the woman in his arms would be torn by the two snow wolves. Is there no residue left?
Thinking about this, Feng Xuan was also very scared. He increased his strength, tightly encircled Feng Qingyao, who was cold in his arms, and said in a low voice: "next time, I won't come..."
"Xuanyi, no more I won't be so impulsive... " Just now, the three wolves really scared her, but I don't know why, when she saw Feng Xuanyi, she couldn't help revealing the fear hidden in her heart.
Without reservation, he exposed his real reaction in front of his eyes.
After hearing her admit her mistake, Feng Xuan relaxed his strength, put his chin on her hair, and sighed: "if you want to believe me, I can deal with everything for you. Even if I can't find the holy flower, what's the matter? A few days ago, I've rectified the king of northern Yan, and the Epiphyllum is dead."
Speaking of this, Feng Xuan's voice was silent for a long time, and then he continued to say, "in the future, please remember to discuss everything with me, OK?"
With a low voice and a kind of supplication, he was really scared. Just now, he didn't want to see the scene again.
Feng Qingyao nods her head gently. She doesn't expect that Feng Xuan has done so much for her. She even goes to deal with her brother.
"Why do you spoil your brotherhood for me?" Feng Qing Yao can't help but have some doubts and ask this.
She may never care more about other people's affairs, but when she meets Feng Xuanyi, she always wants to know.
"A few days ago, I learned that the king of Beiyan, who is now wearing that human skin, is no longer my brother." Feng Xuanyi's words surprised Feng Qingyao.
"What is wearing human skin?" Although it was a question, fengqingyao still left in fengxuanyi's arms.
"My brother has been killed. Now the king of Beiyan is just pretending to be my brother, and all this is done by that woman..."
When it comes to that woman, fengqingyao naturally knows that she is the Empress Dowager. But what's the purpose of the Empress Dowager to be the goddess of flowers?
For a moment, Feng Qingyao was at a loss.
"Too many things, you don't need to know, as long as you are by my side." Feng Xuan's low voice makes Feng Qingyao feel comfortable.She nodded and gave a soft answer.
After all, he didn't want to say it and she didn't ask much.
They held each other for a while. Fengqingyao suddenly thought of the colorful lotus in her arms. With a cry of surprise, she pushed Fengxuan away. Seeing her appearance, Fengxuan frowned slightly until she took out the flowers in her arms and her eyes brightened.
"I can't believe that you actually found the holy flower." Looking at the colorful lotus, Feng Xuan couldn't help but praise it, but he was angry at the thought that Feng Qingyao didn't want to die for the flower.
Seeing that he looked down on himself, Feng Qingyao gave a cold hum and carefully collected the flowers.
"That's natural. I can't get anything I want. It's getting late. Let's go down the mountain."
Before her voice fell, Feng Qingyao was suddenly knocked down by Feng Xuan. Before she knew what had happened, she felt warm in her hands.
Looking up, there were countless wolves around them.
And just now Feng Xuan also knocked her down because she couldn't dodge.
One of the wolves slapped his paw on the back.
"Xuan also..." The voice trembles slightly and feels the blood on the hand. Feng Qingyao's eyes are slightly red. She shakes Feng Xuan who is on her body.
"Don't worry, I'm ok..." After taking a breath of cold air, Feng Xuan stood up with a strong support, protecting Feng Qingyao in his hand. His voice was gentle, but he was a little weak.
Smelling the smell of blood, the green light in the eyes of the wolves became more prosperous and surrounded them.
One by one, there was a roar of joy.
Close and Feng Xuan also stick together, Feng Qing Yao heart tremble, she did not expect, will lead to so many wolves.