The moves were urgent and anxious. If she hadn't intentionally backed down with such swordsmanship, she would have already made her lie on the ground. He didn't want to tangle with her for too long. Just when he was about to take action to subdue her, a strong and domineering zhenqi suddenly came over.
, the target is just right
Facing the woman in pink, Feng Ning couldn't bear it. She waved her sleeves and blocked half of his power, only causing her injury but not her life. This move was just to punish her for being impulsive and too hasty.
dry temper.
The sword in the hand of the woman in pink clothes fell to the ground in vain. After a "clang" sound, she fell sideways. The clothes on her chest were shattered. A long scar was oozing with red blood. However, after her momentary panic, she ignored the wound.
He knelt down in pain and said with a strong tone of fear: "See the City Lord."
Feng Ning moved her eyes and looked at the angry narrow eyes in the golden mask behind her. They were so coquettish that they were filled with ice-cold murderous intent. Bit by bit, thread by thread, they were scattered in the garden, "
If you can't hurt me, why bother taking her life? Look how scared you are of that little girl."
She moved to Feng Ning's side, raised her hand to smooth out a strand of black hair that was messed up when she had just dodged, and smiled softly, but her eyes quickly turned cold, "She drew her sword against you, and she gave me enough to kill her."
Reason, I have slept for nearly a day and a night, has Ning'er slept well?"
A slight smile appeared on the corner of her lips, Feng Ning sighed and said: "I have slept for so long, so I feel comfortable and comfortable." Then he looked sideways at the woman in pink clothes kneeling on the ground, "Although her behavior is a bit reckless,
But the behavior is all because of you. I lost half of your strength and let her suffer some pain. I will treat her as a punishment and there is no need to take her life."
"Didn't she annoy Ning'er?"
Thinking of the situation just now, Feng Ning said: "I feel a little angry. No one has ever dared to speak like this in front of Ning'er in this life. Ning'er is not a generous person, and it is inevitable for some little women to have tempers."
"Haha——." Zi Yuqi laughed, causing the woman in pink clothes who was kneeling on the ground to panic. She had been with her master for many years, but how could she have ever been so happy? Who is this woman?
He glared at Zi Yuqi's smiling face and said angrily: "You are still laughing, and if you let her kneel on the ice and snow with her injured body, won't anyone feel sorry for her?"
He suppressed his smile and put his arms around Ning'er's waist. Zi Yuqi pretended not to know and said, "Could it be that Ning'er feels distressed?"
Knowing his deliberate move, Feng Ning didn't bother to point it out. She shook her head, raised someone's chin with her hand, looked directly into his eyes, and said with a smile: "Ning'er is already cold-hearted, how can she feel sorry for someone who made a mistake?
?If you don’t let her go, someone will cry
Here we come." After a slight pause, he tilted the corner of his eye to one place and called softly, "Do you think so? Sister Mei Qiniangmei." I felt that this face seemed familiar, and the breath was flowing.
We haven't seen each other for a long time but have never forgotten each other's breath, and the doubts are relieved.
Sister Mei Qi came out from there and knelt down beside the woman in pink clothes, "See the city lord." My sister was always impulsive in doing things. She had already warned her several times, but when she refused to change despite repeated advice, she offended the person who should not be offended.
She didn't want to plead for mercy. She just wanted her to remember this incident and change her temper. She didn't dare to plead for mercy. No one could escape the punishment the city wanted to punish. But after all, she was a compatriot. If she was hurt, why not?