Feng Qingran regretted leaving A Li alone on the roof as soon as she entered. It would be terrible if she encountered any danger.
When he returned, he saw his senior brother Cang Buyu about to raise his sword to kill A Li. In desperation, he had no choice but to reveal his identity.
Wuying was slightly startled when he heard the sound, turned his back to him and said:
"Don't come over. If you already knew her identity, why would you take her away?"
Feng Qingran shouted loudly:
"I don't care, anyway, don't hurt her!" It turns out that Wuying and Feng Qingran knew each other.
And they are still brothers.
Wuying turned around with a cold expression and said, without withdrawing the sharp sword on my neck:
"In short, the teacher's fate is difficult, she must die! If you stop me again, I will kill you too!"
After saying that, he drew his sword and stabbed me. A small silver dart missed the long sword that was about to penetrate my neck.
Frightened, I screamed and slid down,
Several tumbles from the roof, rapid fall...
Feng Qingran was shocked and quickly flew down to catch me:
"Ali..."
I closed my eyes tightly, and my hand was grabbed by a strong hand. He pulled me upwards hard and pulled me into his arms again.
Xuanyuan Aolin heard a scream on the roof not far away and knew it was the scream of that hateful woman.
He arrived quickly, and at first sight he saw her embracing a handsome man on the roof, and shouted angrily:
"Wuying, why are you still standing there, why don't you take action quickly..."
"Senior brother!" Feng Qingran's eyes were as cold as ice: "You treated A Li like that just now. Don't blame me for not caring about my brother. Just take action!"
He glared angrily at the long figure fighting Wuying on the roof, and he had never felt such hatred in his heart.
He wanted to cut the man who held her in his arms to pieces.
"Your Majesty..." Zhao Gao, who followed, panted and handed over a gold plate with a golden bow and arrow engraved with dragon patterns on it.