Nan Lingjue approached her son's face with a sinister smile, "You deserve a beating!" You actually stole a woman from him!
Li Ye immediately took a few steps back, opened the fighting distance, touched his nose and said arrogantly, "I'm afraid of you! Whoever wins will marry Sister Feng!"
Feng Wu turned over uneasily, and the father and son immediately ran over and sat down in fright. After a few minutes, they could hear the heartbeats of the three of them and Feng Wu's snoring. After confirming that Feng Wu was not awake, the father and son
They wiped the sweat from their foreheads in unison.
Li Ye whispered, "It's so dangerous."
Nan Lingjue picked up Feng Wu and used Qing Kung Fu to fly down to the roof. Li Ye shouted behind him, "Wait for me." Then he also flew down.
Putting Feng Wu on the bed, Nan Lingjue said, "You must be more careful when you are in the palace. I will come to see you tomorrow night."
Li Ye patted his chest and promised, "Don't worry, I will take good care of Sister Feng."
After covering Feng Wu with the quilt, Nan Lingjue turned around and squatted in front of Li Ye. His words turned into sighs, "Take care of yourself."
Feeling as sweet as honey, Li Ye grinned and said, "Well, go back quickly." This is the palace, so don't get in trouble if you are regarded as an assassin.
In Nan Lingjue's eyes, this heavily guarded palace was like a wall surrounding his own home. He flew out of the palace, stood outside the palace gate, and looked back. Nan Lingjue's figure finally disappeared into the dark night.
After leaving the palace, Yaoyue realized that she was being stared at. She raised her lips and said, "Qingdai, please go back first."
Qingdai was stunned for a moment, then nodded. The sect leader was very advanced in cultivation, and the man behind her was obviously no match for her, so the two of them went their separate ways.
Xu Nian glanced at both sides, finally gave up the direction Qing Dai left, and continued to chase Yaoyue.
There was the patter of wind in my ears, and when Xu Nian chased me to Maple Leaf Forest, Yaoyue's aura had disappeared!
He scratched the back of his head out of habit and anxiously turned the rosary beads in his hand, "Where's the wonder?"
"Looking for me?"
The face with the crescent moon engraved on it suddenly hung upside down from the tree, and their eyes met. Xu Nian was frightened by her sudden appearance and backed away, "Ah..."
Yaoyue grabbed the monk's clothes on his body with one hand and pulled him to her with a little force.
Xu Nian turned pale with fright and was in shock. After he stood firm, he tried hard to withdraw his clothes from her hands.
Her beautiful eyes blinked, it was the first time for Yaoyue to meet such an interesting person. You should know that men would only blush and be obsessed with her when they saw her. This little monk was still pale with fright.
And he was the second person to resist being approached so much. The first one was Nan Lingjue!
Yaoyue looked around strangely, deliberately approached Xu Nian three points, and said ambiguously and delicately, "Little monk, don't you know that if you walk too much at night, you will see ghosts?"
Xu Nian pushed her away with both hands, took a few steps back again, and was blocked by the big tree behind him, "Amitabha, Demon Moon Donor, you killed two more lives tonight."
"Ha..." Yaoyue was amused by his actions, "What? Are you here to avenge them?"
Xu Nian shook his head and said, "The murderous aura in you is too heavy. The young monk needs to purify the murderous aura in you."
Yaoyue raised her eyebrows, circled her fingers in front of Xu Nian's body, put one hand on Xu Nian's neck, and blew at him ambiguously, "Oh? How to purify? Do I need to take off my clothes?"
Xu Nian twisted behind the big tree, looked at Yaoyue's half-naked arm and closed his eyes, "Almsgiver Yaoyue, please respect yourself. You don't need to take off your clothes to wash the Heart Sutra." After saying that, Xu Nian began to turn the beads in his hand and murmured.
He was muttering to himself the scriptures of the Heart Cleansing Sutra.
Yaoyue frowned in displeasure, what is this little monk going to do?
The sound of scriptures recited from his mouth made Yaoyue very upset. She grabbed Xu Nian's neck and said fiercely, "Shut up, stinky monk!"
Xu's thoughts remained motionless and he continued to recite the Heart Cleansing Sutra.
Yaoyue fluttered her sleeves and turned around to fly away. Xu Nian opened her eyes, looked at the retreating figure and shouted anxiously, "Donor, wait a minute, little monk..."
Being chased by men is a common occurrence for Yaoyue! The final fate of those cheap men is simply 'death'!
But being chased by a monk while chanting sutras was the most unacceptable thing she had ever experienced! "Little monk, didn't your master tell you not to chase women after anything? Be careful of being regarded as a gangster!"
Xu Nian chased and explained, "The monk is not a hooligan. He just wants to wash away the sin of murder on you, the donor!" Since the first meeting, Xu Nian found that the sin of murder on her body was heavier than that of Nan Lingjue.
!
"Ha..." Stepping on the tree, Yaoyue performed light skills and flew among the trees. Xu Nian chased after her, causing fallen leaves to rise all over the ground.
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A corner of the palace
After the palace maid holding the lamp retreated, Feng Qing had just closed the door when she heard the sound of tables and chairs falling to the ground behind her.
"Jiaojiao." Feng Qing lifted the curtain and saw Fengjiao lying on the ground. Her fair arms had already been scratched with eye-catching scars.
Fengjiao's face turned pale, and big beads of sweat rolled down her forehead, "Ah..."
Feng Qing held Feng Jiao on the ground in her arms and reached out to rescue her scratched hand. Huh... when she saw Feng Jiao's wrist, Feng Qing's eyes widened. What was that?
The blood vessels on Fengjiao's wrists were swollen, and the naked eye could see centipedes gnawing at the flesh and blood of Fengjiao's wrists.
"Ah...sister...sister..." Fengjiao's body twitched, and she only felt so painful and terrifying.
Feng Qing quickly sealed the acupuncture point on her wrist, but the centipede in Feng Jiao's body was still squirming. Feng Qing shed tears anxiously, and the tears fell on Feng Jiao's wrist. Feng Qing choked and said
, "Jiaojiao, please bear with me, I will find an antidote for you."
Feng Jiao grabbed Feng Qing's hand in panic, crying and shaking her head, "No, no." Don't beg that woman! She didn't want to become Feng Yue's bargaining chip to blackmail her sister!
Seeing Feng Jiao's wrist dripping with blood and looking like she was in pain, Feng Qing stood up and ran out in big strides.
Bang, the full moon was obscured by dark clouds at some point, thunder and lightning rang out in the dark night sky, and huge raindrops fell with crackling sounds.
Feng Qing's running figure disappeared into the rain.
Fengjiao gritted her teeth and endured the pain, and crawled out of the room step by step. The rain hit her, and she lay on the ground. Her eyes were washed away by the rain and she couldn't open her eyes. She looked ahead with blurred vision and cried, "Woo woo."
Wu...Sister, come back." Wuwuwu, come back.
Yueying Palace, compared to other side palaces, Feng Yue was arranged by the Empress Dowager to live in Yueying Palace, surrounded by guards and maidens. It can be seen that in the eyes of the Empress Dowager, Feng Yue is special.
"Get out of the way!"
The maid in front of the Moon Shadow Palace blocked Feng Qing's way. Looking at the seventh lady of the Feng family who was soaked all over, the maid said coldly, "Fairy Yue has gone to bed. If you need anything, please come back tomorrow morning."