Chapter 555

Feng Qiye's eyes flashed the fierce light of killing, looking at Feng Yihan. The next moment, Feng Yihan's steps moved slightly, and Feng Yihan said with a sneer: "brother Huang, don't move! Otherwise, I can't guarantee that I will hurt her! "

With that, Feng Yihan was holding Lengyue's hand, straight up her slender waist, and her delicate hair wound around his fingertips. The face with a strange smile, slightly on one side, mercilessly grasp the hair behind Lengyue's head.

The forceful pull makes Leng Yue frown and blink her watery eyes. When I look back, I find that Feng Yihan is on the side of my body. Her pretty face is cold, and her warm watery eyes are gradually replaced by the ice like temperature.

"Feng Yihan, you can kill me!"

If the moon is cold, there is no emotion. Calm as the eyes of the wave, instant also not instant looking at the seal also Han. But that words, but let two people are so far startled.

Feng Yihan's eyes flow, and her strength can't help but relax. She looks at Lengyue's expressionless face, "what's the matter? It's not like you're trying to die! "

"Do you dare to kill me?"

Lengyue ignores Feng Yihan's surprise. She looks at him calmly and attentively. Her lips are open and cold.

Feng Yihan hears the sound and says, "are you threatening me?"

Drooping eyes smile, a moment of beauty. Lengyue's cold smile is full of all kinds of emotions, but it's so fleeting that Feng Yihan can't catch it.

"Feng Yihan, you really look down on yourself! As a virtuous king, what else do you do besides doing things secretly every time? If you want to deal with Feng Qiye, you will only work on me? The imperial power is doomed to kill everywhere, but your means are too general! "

Lengyue's extremely sarcastic words make Feng Yihan, who wants to be above the top, change her face in an instant. In the hand secretly forces, the tooth clenches, forces a few words: "do you want to enrage this king?"

"Feng Yihan, as stupid as you! It's not easy to see my intention! " There is no more sorrow than death. Lengyue experienced the extreme feeling of falling from heaven to hell.

At this time, facing Feng Yihan, she is more calm and steady. The burning sensation in her chest made her feel hard to suppress, especially when Feng Qiye was standing opposite him. She consciously faced him and could no longer be indifferent.

If Feng Yihan can end this matter, maybe she will appreciate him.

"Lengyue, you are really special! Brother Huang, are you really willing? " Feng Yihan smiles angrily, glances at the silent cold moon, and then looks at Feng Qiye, whose face is more and more gloomy.

Feng Qiye stands with one hand, his eyes are as deep as an abyss, and his dark pupils are brewing a hurricane shower. After a slight squint, his voice is gloomy and cold: "what do you want?"

"Ha ha ha! Brother Huang, how can you two play in front of the king? In the end, don't you want to admit it Feng Yihan, laughing, looks at Feng Qiye and Lengyue sarcastically. Then she stops laughing and continues: "brother Huang, you know that the palace is not peaceful now! As your brother, I want to plan for the palace! What's more, my father is in bad health now. His mind is sometimes clear and sometimes confused! I don't know if he will consider your succession if he knows that your beloved son has committed a heinous crime

"So?"

Feng Qiye is not angry, and his handsome face flashed over. His step is steady and forward. His words are casual, but his eyes are more and more deep.

Feng Yihan stuck to Lengyue tightly and raised his mouth in awe inspiring manner: "brother Huang, don't say brother Huang doesn't talk about human feelings! I give you two choices, or you go to slaughter the whole South City now and give up fighting with me! Or Now you kneel down and beg me, and I will give her back to you! "

On the one hand, the whole Fengsu River and mountain, if slaughtered, Fengqi night will surely be criticized and abused by people all over the world.

The other one, Feng Qiye, was on the top of her heart, but it was a complete trample on his dignity to let the king of a country kneel down.

Dilemma, picturesque landscape, beloved beauty --

"go away, seal seven nights. Get out of here... "

Lengyue stands on one side and listens to Feng Yihan's words. No matter how uncomfortable she is, she immediately purses her cherry lips. It's not hard to hear a shiver in her voice.

She still can't do nothing. Feng Yihan is obviously deliberately making trouble for Feng Qiye, and she is his chip!

Just as the breath in the courtyard is almost stagnant, Longren, Longxin and duanlingyun realize that something is wrong and run out one after another. Several people stand behind Feng Qiye, looking at Feng Yihan with a gloomy look.

When Feng Yihan met several people, her smile widened: "brother Huang, what are you going to do?" At this moment, Feng Yihan's hand is like an eagle's claw fastening Lengyue's neck.

Feng Qiye's sword eyebrows are cold, his eyes are calm, and his straight back is just like the feeling he gives everyone. He is overbearing, arrogant, awe inspiring and invincible.

However, all this, the Iron Palm wildly open clothes, slender straight legs, gradually bending, is frightening.

There is gold under the man's knee, not to mention the overlord like Feng Qiye.

Leng Yue's face was in pain. She closed her eyes and took a hard breath. Cherry lips resolutely called out: "Feng Qiye, don't..."The sonorous and powerful sound of the knees landing on the ground is like the beating of drums and drums in the battle between the two armies. On the other hand, Feng Qiye's facial features were clearly covered with an evil smile.

"No!"

"Lord!"

The cry of Longxin Longren's fright and the call of Duan Lingyun's air-conditioning can't stop Fengqi night.

Still straight as a loose back, broad and strong chest, even kneeling on his knees, he is still a powerful evil king, without a trace of cowardice or humble.

Resolute, resolute, evil, perplexing, no hesitation!

The cold moon trembles and slowly opens her eyelids. When she sees Feng Qiye's evil smile, her chest aches, and she slips down her lips.

In the mouth full of fishy and sweet taste, the cold moon seems not to feel, the cherry lips can only wriggle, and the water eyes flash across the pain of mietian, "why Why... "

No longer can say redundant words, cold month mouth gushing out of the blood, all the words will be annihilated. That pair of water eyes also began to wave strange red. Even Feng Yihan on one side frowns and looks at the back of her hand, which is being stained by more and more blood.

It was this moment of hesitation that gave Feng Qiye the chance to fight back!

Fengqi night is like a roc spreading its wings. It flies from the ground in an instant. The speed is hard to distinguish with naked eyes, and the momentum of fierce cutting is overwhelming. Even the Longxin, Longren and duanlingyun behind them also rose at the same time.

Waiting for Feng Yihan to realize that it's too late.

Feng Qiye's Iron Palm flies down from the air. In the blink of an eye, his long legs suddenly attack Feng Yihan. When the strong wind blows, Feng Yihan is forced to protect himself. His hands firmly support Feng Qiye's long legs. After the two compartments exert force, they both retreat and fly out.

And Feng Qiye, just at this time, fished out the cold moon and held her in her arms. Long Ren several people, also timely rushed to Feng also Han in front of, quickly and he get together.

Feng Qiye holds Lengyue and falls on the open space not far away. With Feng Qiye's action, she falls into his arms.

Feng Qiye kneels on one knee and puts Lengyue on his knee. His eyes are scarlet and caresses Lengyue's cheek. "Lengyue Lengyue, look at me, you look at me! "

All of a sudden, Feng Qiye never thought that she should -

pillow Feng Qiye's hard arm, Lengyue slowly raised her eyes to look at him, once dazzling eyes of water, at this time, she was sliding down the corner of her eyes with scarlet blood.

What is cinnabar tears? It's the name!

It is said that if a woman with cinnabar tears falls in love with anyone, she will shed cinnabar tears and feel heartache. The deeper the love, the more unbearable the pain.

From the very beginning, Lengyue often felt irritable and flustered, which is the precursor of cinnabar tears.

However, love is always without any omen. When Shuangshuang doesn't know it, he has already buried the seeds that can't be pulled out in his heart.

In particular, when Lengyue sees Feng Qiye's choice between Jiangshan and her, the pain comes and the feeling is deep.

"You Lie to me

The purplish red from the corner of Lengyue's eyes adds a touch of beauty to her white cheek. More and more blood drops fall with the tears, cold moon is difficult to self-sustaining, the first time may be the last time, Su hand trembling gently, rubbing on the firm cheek.

You lied to me! Not blame, but love.

Feng Qiye's sharp eyes were full of pain. He squeezed Lengyue's hand and pulled it down from his cheek. His voice was fragile. "Lengyue, Lengyue, please! Don't love me, don't love me! Please... "

In the cold moon's trance, he felt more and more pain. The next moment, Feng Qiye holds Lengyue's pretty face in both hands, "Lengyue, hate me! I made you like this, you should hate me

"Feng Qiye, I should hate you! You won't tell me if I'm terminally ill! " Lengyue's heavy eyelids and sharp pain on her heart almost made her lose her mind.

Feng Qiye held the cold moon tightly in her hands, trembling and even more helpless.

"Longren - Longren!"

Never a moment, let Feng Qiye so helpless, he watched with his own eyes the cold moon gradually loss of life, but can only cry the distant dragon Ren.

Cinnabar tears, already extinct love poison, he has sent people to look for, Lengyue please wait!

"Brother Huang, I'm very lucky to see you like this in my life, and I have no regrets!" Feng Yihan, who forms a group with Longxin, looks at Feng Qiye and Lengyue in the distance.

The smiling tone was opposite to Feng Qiye's pain.

Words fall, Feng Yihan two fingertips in vain holding a billiard ball, suddenly throw to Longren and Longxin. The cracked Pinball stirs up dust and smoke all over the place. Feng Yihan also takes the opportunity to leave with satisfaction.

He wants it. It's just the beginning!

Long Ren rushes back to Feng Qiye and squats down to pick up Lengyue's wrist. She frowns quietly to feel her pulse. Soon, in the eyes of the cold moon slowly closed, long Ren raised his eyes obscurely: "Ye It's too late! "

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