Hua Xiaojuan glanced sideways and saw that handsome face. Is this the real Luo Feng? The starry eyes were slightly cold, the thin lips were lightly twisted, and the face with sharp angles no longer had the childishness of the baby face.
This man's name is Chu Feng. He is not his bodyguard. He is a very powerful little vassal king in Canglan Continent, the land of Tianchu.
Do you remember what I said? If you are not my guard, then you are nothing.
Hua Xiaojuan took a step away, leaned against the wall and slid down, pressing his hand firmly on his wound. He raised his head and smiled: "Chu Feng...? It's actually the little vassal king. The little vassal king follows me like a good-for-nothing lady.
I have wronged the little vassal king by being by my side for so long. I made a note of the knife I made today, and I will take it back from the little vassal king when I have the chance."
Liu Luofeng lowered his head and smiled lightly, his smile full of bitterness. Tianchu was in crisis, and his mother was waiting for him to go back and rescue him. He had no time, no time at all.
Turning around, the wind was so strong that it hurt Liu Luofeng's eyes.
Xiaojuan, don’t trust anyone. Next time we meet again, I am willing to use my life to prove that I am worthy of your trust.
Hua Xiaojuan's eyes narrowed slightly, and she silently watched his back resolutely leave. She covered the wound with her hand, and the cold air spread from her heart. Her heart ached in waves. The bright red blood was so shocking, but it was not as shocking as his back.
Hurtful. Hua Xiaojuan smiled sadly, her fingers tremblingly curled into lotus fingers, and bursts of fiery breath slowly burned her fingers.
Hua Xiaojuan closed her eyes and bit her lip in despair.
The Rebellion of the Nine Heavens Rakshasa...
It turns out that the so-called twelve sufferings in the world are suffering from the heart. At this moment, she had mastered this skill, and in conjunction with the Heart Sutra, she could clearly feel the power flowing. However, it was also at this moment that she suddenly and tremblingly discovered that she cared about Liu Luofeng.
Because I cared, it hurt, so I accepted that cruel betrayal.
I don't know where it started, and I don't know what this feeling should be. I just know that the pain of betrayal is no less than that felt by Ye Wuyan.
"Today, the King of Japan has made a really great harvest. He has picked up a dying beauty." A voice as sweet as a peach blossom suddenly interrupted Hua Xiaojuan, who was feeling sad alone.
It’s so haunting!
Looking down at her bleeding wound, Hua Xiaojuan glanced lazily. Above her head, a pink peach blossom was crimson. The peach blossom-like man folded his white fan and looked down at her with a smile.
The sun was so bright that she couldn't open her eyes, and the watery sadness in her eyes was not completely recovered. She asked: "Young prince, do you have the intention to save me?"
In fact, if she doesn’t know the answer, she has no hope. It’s just that she needs someone to talk to at this time. Good or bad...
Cang Lanyu's heart moved inexplicably in that watery eye, peach blossoms flew down, and an idea emerged in his mind. Cang Lanyu smiled, with the corners of his lips flying: "I save the girl's life, can the girl agree with me?"