"You really don't know?" After seeing that Umei was stabbed by himself, he also denied that he knew Liu resurrection, and he realized that there was a problem.
However, it is not necessary to think more about him.
The silver noodle man threw the black plum aside, jumped out of the window, a whistle, the two eagles dived from the sky, and grabbed the silver noodles and flew back to the high altitude.
Slap! The cold whip suddenly.
But when I saw Lin Xin'er who did not know when she appeared, she jumped from the eaves and watched the two eagles, along with the silver -noodle man under the eagle claw.
The whip was like a snake flying dragon dance, and the two whips went down. The two eagles could not fly with their wings, and they fell back to King's Mansion.
When the silver -faced person was not good, he quickly rang the whistle between his fingers. The eagle loosened his claws, threw away the silver -faced man, had no burden, and turned to the air on the other side.
A few eagle feathers fell on the ground, and the silver face turned around in the air and fell on the roof.
Lin Xin'er did not give him a chance to breathe and whipped it. She knew that silver -faced people had good counterattack ability for weapons such as soft whip, but it seemed that he also had his biggest weakness ...
Sure enough, the silver noodle man easily controlled the whip in Lin Xin'er's hands. He imagined that he pulled the same time and dragged the soft whip.
Wearing auxiliary gloves on my hand.
But just with a little effort, the silver -faced person changed his mind. It seemed that he was hit by something. He threw his hands fiercely, and the whip was back to Lin Xin'er.
Lin Xin'er waved with a momentum, and the whip was accurately thrown on the silver -faced person.
The silver noodle man was annoyed by Lin Xin'er's move. He was afraid of being revealed by Lin Xin'er again, but he didn't want to hit Lin Xin'er's trick again.
The silver face was pumped under the roof by Lin Xin'er, turned over and jumped into the plum blossom court.
At this time, Ximen Jingxuan, a statue of a stone carving, stands in front of the silver -faced person.
"You ... very good!" The silver -faced person obviously regarded everything as a calculation of him, thinking that Mrs. Mei was injured, and Yi Yao ran to the prince to find him.
Fun.
Not to mention the authenticity of Mrs. Mei was injured before, this time was really stabbed by him. If he knew that he was calculated, he would not be able to get a little bit.
Mrs. Mei stabbed.
Of course, if he knew that he had been calculated, he would not know the airborne King's Mansion. After all, this was the site of Ximen Jingxuan, not his Qixing Mountain.
"If you want to use tiger to leave the mountain, you should learn from Ximen marks." Ximen Jingxuan Road.
Seeing for many days, he suddenly appeared in more than a dozen miles away. How could such a pediatric trick be concealed? Unless, there is a reason to make him know it is a plan.
Listening to Ximen Jingxuan said, Lin Xin'er knew how much he was worrying.
After she left the Butterfly Valley, I heard that with the movement of the Eagle King, first thought of Liu Fusheng, who had been taken to Xuanwangfu, so no matter where Ximen Jingxuan was, she had to prevent Liu Fusheng from being in the silver face.
inside.
It just knew the thoughts of the silver noodle people in an all -round way, so they made them meet again.
When Lin Xin'er saw Xuan Wangfu, he didn't need himself here. He silently retracted the soft whip and turned around to the night sky.
"Take this person!"
After Ximen Jingxuan explained the cold voice, he went to chase Lin Xin'er.
"Lord!" Wu Mei covered her injured lower abdomen, bowed in the door frame, and shouted in the direction where Ximen Jingxuan left.
It's just that she is really weak, her cry is very low, but she also contains strong unwillingness.
Where is the role of infatuation poison?!
How does she have a feeling of self -binding cocoon?
"Hurry up, heal the wife!" When Bier saw someone brought the doctor, he hurriedly urged the Tao.
After a long time, she finally turned back and calmed it up. In any case, the master she served must not die. If she died, she died in front of her eyes. She couldn't escape the department.
"Flash!" Mrs. Mei waved her blood -filled hand and waved her Bier who wanted to help her, "I don't want a doctor, let him go, go!"
If this doctor has any problems, her life will really finish playing.
"Madam, this doctor has no problem."
It is indeed the subordinate of Xuan Wang, and guess Mrs. Zhongmei's thoughts at once, explain.
And Wu Mei, this time, because I was not prepared to be injured again, I had too much blood loss, and I was extremely weak. I just wanted to refuse and had no strength. Lying in front of the door frame, it seemed like a person who was caught.
The subordinates quickly hugged Mrs. Mei back to the house, urging the doctor to heal quickly.
Lin Xin'er saw Ximen Jingxuan chasing her all the way, stopped and folded, "Wang Ye, your pet concubine was injured.
She deliberately died the word "pet concubine".
"What about you? What is the need to stop the silver -noodle people for this king?" Ximen Jingxuan said, he hated this gloomy sky, no moon, no stars, and could not see the people in front of him.
"I wanted to clean up this silver -faced person, but you had already settled the game. I asked him to give you it." Lin Xin'er said, the voice was cold, ruthless, and didn't care.
In the darkness, if you can't see your expression clearly, you can only hear the sound and think that this is a person who hates Xuan Wang.
Hate him, will he destroy the blood book by himself because of Liu Fusheng?
The dark shadow fell on Ximen Jingxuan's face, and it seemed more dignified.
Suddenly, Lin Xin'er faced a gust of wind, not as lingering as cold wind, smooth and fast, passing by.
With a very high light work, Ximen Jingxuan moved to Lin Xin'er's following.
Lin Xin'er wanted to retreat, but her waist was curbed by a force. She leaned back, retracted quickly, and raised her hand to the waist resistance.
She knew that it was Ximen Jingxuan's hand, and her generous palm was put on her waist, pulling the distance between the two.
The palm knife fell on the back of Ximen Jingxuan, and Ximen Jingxuan's hand was not released at the same time, as if it was not attacked, and he stably clasped Lin Xin'er's waist firmly, like an iron tong.
And Lin Xin'er's palm is not extremely heavy. She can't really fight to cut Ximen Jingxuan's hand.
"Let the king see you clearly."
Ximen Jingxuan's arm was changed instantly, moving from Lin Xin'er's waist to her back, and fixed Lin Xin'er in front of himself, and stuck it tightly.
Lin Xin'er opened her head back, but how far can the distance between the two faces? Ximen Jingxuan leaned forward along Lin Xin'er's head, bowed his head, the angle of the two,
It seems to be the prelude to deep kiss.
There is no heartbeat, no impulse, just to see the woman who reminds him at this moment, the woman who remembers him.
Suddenly, Lin Xin'er seemed to be lost, and welcomed Ximen Jingxuan, and the warmth that could not be covered in his eyes.