Chapter 220

Night Mu Lin held Ye Fei Ran's slender hand without loosening it, and nodded gently, "if they continue like this, they will come out sooner or later to harm the people around them."

Hearing the speech, ye Fei Ran's eyebrows frowned more tightly, looked up at Ye Mu Lin and asked, "can't you help it?"

Night Mu Lin looked down at ye feiran in her arms, noticed her frown, and couldn't help reaching out to smooth it.

When the cold fingers touch the skin, ye feiran's whole body is slightly stiff, and her eyes look at the man in amazement. What is this? Can't you talk well?

Night Mu Lin stroked Ye Fei Ran's eyebrows. When it was smoothed, he reluctantly retracted his hand and gently opened his cool thin lips. "There will be a way then. Don't think too much now."

After a pause, night Mu Lin continued, "I won't hurt you and your relatives."

This sentence fell into Ye Fei Ran's ears, as if it were an oath, which stunned her again.

He is so kind to her that he is not afraid to pay nothing in return?

Night Mu Lin noticed the change in Ye Fei Ran's eyes, and a slight imperceptible radian came up at the corners of her mouth. She finally began to tangle. This is a good start, and he has to make persistent efforts.

"Cough ~ what are you going to do now? Go back or find the sisters?" night Mu Lin asked, directly resolving ye feiran's embarrassment.

Ye feiran glanced at the still gloomy ghost street and said, "are you sure they're really okay?"

Night Mu Lin: "sure."

"OK, let's go back. If we don't go back, it will be dawn and I have to sleep."

With that, ye feiran yawned and looked sleepy.

Seeing this, night Mu Lin flashed a pure light at the bottom of his eyes and flew directly to the city with ye feiran in his arms.

Ye Fei ran subconsciously holds Ye Mu Lin's neck and blinks her eyes. A faint blush appears on her pretty face.

"Cough, well, I can fly myself."

Night Mu Lin looked down at ye feiran and saw the blush on her pretty face. Don't be too beautiful. After all, it's very difficult to see the shy little fox in her arms.

"You're too sleepy. I'll fly you faster."

Ye feiran: "

Is she lifting a stone and hitting herself in the foot?

Forget it, she should be happy to have a free fast mount.

This time, night Mu Lin didn't slow down or go around for a long time for the beauty to be pregnant, just because he loved ye feiran and was tired.

Night Mu Lin directly sends ye feiran back to Fenghua Pavilion. Ye feiran is stunned. The man

Nima, powerful. It's really convenient to do anything.

"Have a good rest." night Mu Lin lowered his head and whispered in Ye Fei Ran's ear.

The warm breath sprayed on the small ears, making ye feiran's Blush dissipated with the wind appear on her face again.

What a shame!

At this moment, ye feiran dislikes herself very much. She quickly says thank you and turns back to her boudoir.

Night Mu Lin looked at ye feiran's back, raised a happy arc around his mouth, stopped staying, and his figure turned into a gust of wind and left.

Ye feiran leaned against the door and released her mental power. After a while, she opened the door and saw it.

Seeing that there was no night Mu Lin in the yard, she gently breathed out and whispered, "this man is dying tonight!"

Next, ye feiran takes a cold bath to calm her restless heart, otherwise she doesn't have to make up for sleep all night.

The next day, the story of ghost Street spread all over the capital, and the Lord Huang Futian also held an emergency meeting. Not only all the ministers and relatives of the central court, but also all the heads of aristocratic families attended.

In the hall, the atmosphere was very dignified. When Huang Futian was ready to speak, the eunuch hurried in.

"Your Highness the night king is coming."

Hearing the speech, everyone looked surprised and wondered why the mysterious royal highness of the night king came suddenly? Is it not that the ghost street is more serious than they think?

After Huang Futian was stunned, he suddenly stood up and thought happily: His Highness the night king is coming. Can he ask him to help deal with the ghost street?

"Come on, come on, come on, please!"

In this way, Huang Futian personally welcomed Ye Mulin in.

"Night king, your arrival brightens us." Huang Futian smiled pleasantly.

Night Mu Lin glanced at Huang Fu Tian and said coldly, "don't talk nonsense."

Today's night Mu Lin wore a ferocious mask, and his cold momentum did not converge. Therefore, as soon as he entered the hall, he instantly made the people inside feel a sense of oppression.

The people in the hall looked at Ye Mu Lin and lowered their heads one after another. They didn't dare to look directly at him for fear that they might accidentally offend him, cause trouble and lose their lives.

Huang fuze looked at Ye Mu Lin, and a burning worship appeared at the bottom of his eyes. He also wanted to become a person like Ye Mu Lin, but it was a pity that he could only daydream.

Huang Fuze's eyes were too hot. Night Mu Lin glanced at him, and a touch of disgust flashed across his eyes. He really didn't understand what was worth dyeing er's help.

Just at a glance, night Mu Lin took back his sight and went straight to the place specially prepared by Huangfu Tianming. When the people around him were transparent.

Huangfu Tian glanced at Yelin and felt a little nervous, but he soon recovered his calm and began to enter the theme of today's court meeting.

As time went by, chaotang fell into a heated discussion, but night Mu Lin closed his eyes and didn't listen to everything around him, which made Huangfu Tian worried to death.

Isn't the night king here to help out? Is it just to listen to their argument?

After another half hour, the people in the court couldn't discuss any good way. They all secretly aimed at Ye Mu Lin and hoped that he would come out and speak.

"Cough, cough, you've been discussing for so long. Why can't you do anything?" Huang Futian said, looking at the direction of Ye Mu Lin.

People in the hall lowered their heads and closed their mouths, but they still looked at the direction of night Mu Lin from time to time.

At this time, ye Mu Lin also lived up to expectations. He opened his eyes as black as night. He reached out to pick up the tea cup and gently sipped a sip of tea. It was not tight or slow, "I heard that the competition among the sons of the LORD was very fierce."

As soon as the voice fell, Huang Futian and Huang Fuxian became nervous. What is the night King going to do?

Other people in the hall also looked at Ye Mu Lin and waited for him.

Night Mu Lin played with his hands and put on the tea cup. The corners of his mouth under the mask lifted a slight imperceptible radian and gently opened his thin lips. "It's better to hand over the ghost street to the ten sons of the Lord. Who can handle the ghost street well will naturally get the support of the people. Lord, do you think so?"

Huang Futian, who was named, looked at Yelin's black eyes and felt an unprecedented sense of oppression. He subconsciously swallowed his saliva, "I, I..."

Huangfu Xian looked at Huangfu Tian nervously. At the same time, he hated Yelin. Isn't it obvious that he is transparent as a prince? Night Mu Lin, how can he do this?

Unfortunately, he was not brave enough to hate night Mu Lin, and could only pray to see his father.