Chapter 139

At this moment, Xiao Xi is not so confident about herself.

Picturesque, as your brow that touch of cinnabar, after all, is a perfect story, can not become a reality

Feng Ling ran saw the desolation in the eyes of the little fox, and his eyebrows frowned.

"Well, I promise you."

Leng Yan was shocked. He didn't expect Fengling to agree so readily. He didn't even mention the Jiuzhou order.

Leng Yan was surprised and pleased. Unexpectedly, he found that the position of this little fox in fenglingran's heart had surpassed that of Kyushu city.

Leng Yuhan has no fluctuation in his heart. He seems to have known the position of this little fox in fenglingran's heart. For this little fox, fenglingran not only nearly killed him, but also made enemies with Nangong Yin. Leng Yuhan even has a funny idea in his heart. If this little fox can become a man, he is afraid that he will become the Regent Princess of fenglingran sooner or later.

Small fox heart tip a quiver, round eyes, snow bright looking at Feng Ling ran.

What did he say?

He promised cold death?

"General, no, you can't let go of the order of Kyushu."

"Shut up." Feng Ling ran drank coldly, interrupted Qin Guan, and continued to say, "bring people here."

However, Qin Ling did not dare to disobey the order

Feng Ling ran saw little fox's eyes turn into surprise, his heart cold hum a, just that kind of expression, thought he would ignore her life and death?

Feng Ling Ran's arrow moved slightly and moved to Lengyan's arm: "Leng eldest childe, if you hold on to this king's little fox like this, I can't guarantee that when you leave, is your arm still there?"

Leng Yan was surprised and soon understood the meaning of fenglingran's words. He put the little fox in his arms, and his fingers ran along the white hair on his neck.

He didn't want to hurt the little fox. He had to.

Soon, they were brought by Qin Guan.

"Big brother, second brother."

Both of them were injured to varying degrees. Seeing Leng Yan and Leng Yuhan, they cried out with one voice and excitement.

Cold against cold heart a tremor, see his two younger brothers come out, he looks excited to go forward, push open Qinguan, way: "three younger brother, fourth younger brother."

Qin Guan was angry and wanted to stop the cold from loosening their ties. Thinking of Feng Ling ran, he could only stand aside and pinch his fingers.

Cold against the cold soon untied the body of the two brothers, the three huddled together: "it's OK, we'll go back."

Feng Ling ran glanced at the three brothers of Leng Yuhan. It was really brotherly. He sneered in his heart and said to Leng Yan, "give the little fox to this king."

Lengyan did not immediately give the little fox to Fengling ran: "you let us go first, ten miles away, I will release this little fox."

Feng Ling Ran's black eyes flashed sharp cold light, the bow and arrow in the hand turned, whizzed, and shot out.

"Ah..."

Cold against the cold screamed, the whole right arm was pierced by Feng Ling Ran's arrow, blood DC.

"Second brother."

"Second brother."

Several people exclaimed at the same time.

Feng Ling ran you cold voice sounded again: "this king said no two."

Leng Yan looks at fenglingran's handsome face as cold as an ice sculpture. Feng lingran's arrow tells him that if Feng Ling ran wants to kill their brothers, it's as easy as a duck's back. Fenglingran can keep them alive because of the little fox in his arms. If he doesn't give the fox to fenglingran, fenglingran will let them all die here.

Cold Yan swallow saliva, hands holding a small fox, hold up, give Feng Ling ran.

When the fox was caught by fenglingran's slender fingers, his eyes were filled with mist, and his heart was especially aggrieved. He lowered his head, and his tears flowed into the snow-white hair.

Feng Ling ran took the little fox into his arms, feeling that he was lost and recovered. His slender fingers gently followed the hair on the back of the little fox.

Feng Ling ran turned down from the horse's back, holding a small fox to the barracks, the moment he walked into the barracks, his cold thin lips spit out a few words.

"Kill them."

Leng Yan was startled. He widened his eyes and looked at the back of Fengling Ran's silver tortoise scale: "Feng Ling ran, do you turn back?"

Feng Ling ran did not pay attention to the anger behind him. His black eyes were cold. This little fox was originally lively and lovely, and came to Leng Yan and Leng Yuhan's hands. But in a short day, he became so listless. Shouldn't he kill them?

Feng Ling ran carried the little fox to the camp, and the candle light went out. He raised the head of the little fox buried in his arms, and saw a little fox's eyes as if it had lost its luster and was drowsy. He frowned.

Feng Ling ran checked a small fox's body, a small fox also seems not to have much feeling, let him flip the hair on his stomach, also did not resist.

Feng Ling ran saw little fox like this, more and more can't be at ease, cold Yan and cold against cold on earth to Xi'er what?

Until Feng Ling ran saw the wound on the fox's forelimb, his pupil fiercely shrunk, and his heart seemed to be ignited with anger, and his fingers gradually tightened into an iron fist.Damn bastard, how dare you bleed Xi'er?

Feng Ling Ran's black eyes are cloudy and sunny. He has a cold attack and is not willing to drink more Xi'er's blood. How much blood did those two bastards put Xi'er? Will Xi'er be like this?

Feng Ling ran wanted to go out and kill Leng Yan and Leng Yuhan now. He got up and put the little fox in his arms on the bed and turned to go out and kill Leng Yan and Leng Yuhan by himself.

"Squeak..."

He heard the cry of the little fox, turned his head and saw a little fox open his eyes, ready to jump out of bed and run towards him.

Feng Ling ran saw it jump down when unstable, almost fell on the ground, he rushed over to catch a small fox about to fall on the ground.

"Xi'er." He cried out her name in pain.

Xiao CuO holds his chest in his double claws, and his fluffy face leans on his chest. Don't go. She doesn't want him to leave.

"Mr. Wang, Xi'er has cooked chicken soup. Please have some!"

Outside, Xi'er's voice sounded.

Feng Ling ran saw the fox in her arms, her eyes were flustered and afraid, as if she was afraid to leave. Feng Ling ran thought of the wound on her forelimb. She didn't know how much blood was put by those two bastards?

Feng Ling ran in the heart of a soft, fingers gently rubbed the head of the small fox: "this king does not go, this king accompany you."

After a pause, he said to the girl outside: "chicken soup comes in."

When Xi'er hears the voice of fenglingran, he is happy in his heart. He carries chicken soup and walks into the camp. When he sees the fox in fenglingran's arms, Xier feels happy: "Lord, this little fox has been found back?"

The fox smelled the smell of chicken soup and swallowed his saliva. Instinctively, he looked at the bowl in his hands.

"Put down the chicken soup and get out."

Feng Ling ran doesn't like women entering his camp. Although Xi'er is just a child, he still rejects her.

Xi'er sees fenglingran's handsome face cold. She doesn't smile when she comes back. Xier's heart is chilly. She dimly finds that fenglingran seems different from before. She puts down the chicken soup and looks at the fox in fenglingran's arms. Is it because of this little fox? The king is not happy?

After Xier left.

Fengling ran saw the little fox lying on his cold armor, the cold light was shining, and the snow-white hair on his body seemed to turn cold.

He put the fox on the bed and took off his armor. When he saw the fox get out of bed, he frowned and said, "wait a minute, I will feed you."

Xiao CuO's claws out of bed retracted and her ears moved. She raised her head and looked at fenglingran's cold armor. She was wearing a dark blue lining. She blinked. Did fenglingran want to feed her chicken soup?

Fengling ran put on a robe and went to bed to hold the fox in her arms. She sat on the chair with a bowl in one hand and a spoon in the other hand. She scooped up the chicken soup with fragrance inside and fed it to the fox on her legs.

The little fox drank it one mouthful at a time. The chicken soup was warm, or the pheasant it caught last time. Unexpectedly, Xi'er stayed for two days.

After a while, the little fox drank a whole bowl of chicken soup, which contained a lot of chicken and pine mushrooms.

The little fox thought that the chicken in the bowl that Xi'er filled that day was not a few pieces. He scolded Xi'er for being eccentric. Anyway, the pheasant was also caught by him. He gave him a little bit of it with his hair, and he ate so much for fenglingran?

The heart is very unbalanced.

The little fox ate the delicious chicken, still scolding Xi'er in his heart.

"The bones come out."

Feng Ling ran see the fox eat chicken do not spit chicken bones, he frown, fingers in its plush head gently knock.

Little fox raised his head and blinked. What? bone? What bone?

The little fox felt that fenglingran looked at the fool's eyes, and suddenly understood that fenglingran was referring to chicken bone. He scolded Xier for being too focused and didn't expect to vomit the bone. Moreover, the chicken had been boiled for two days, and the bones were boiled and crisp, and the food was not bad.

The little fox ate up the chicken and mushroom, and was full of stomach. It nestled in fenglingran's arms, smelling the familiar cold fragrance of fenglingran, and suddenly felt that it was better to be beside fenglingran. There were food and drink, but there was no danger.

Beautiful man, I'll follow you later

The little fox thought happily and fluffy cheek rubbed on Fengling Ran's soft and silky chest robe, and slowly closed his eyes.

Not for a moment.

The little fox fell into a coma, not asleep, but in a coma.

Feng Ling ran looked at the fox in her arms, and felt it was strange. She frowned tightly and went out with a little fox in her arms. She said to the soldiers outside the camp, "I order you to go to the Regent's house of the Eastern Jin Dynasty quickly and ask Qin Wen, the housekeeper, to send someone to look for wanqieyu. Within three days, you must take the person to Jiuzhou city."

"Yes, general."

Feng Ling ran turned back to the camp, looking at the small fox in his arms, slender fingers gently stroking on its body, black eyes flashed worry.

Late at night, it turns into dawn, and in the twinkling of an eye, even in the evening.The little fox on the bed has not woken up since he fainted last night. His breath is very shallow and his snow-white hair has lost its original luster.

Feng Ling ran locked eyebrows, guarding the side of the little fox, seemingly calm black eyes, hidden anxiety.

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