Jiao Xiaoliu continued to use force, and suddenly shook his hand backwards to hold a beautiful little sword flower, and then pulled out the 'wind-cutting sword' from the gap and raised it upward with all his strength. All the movements were done in one go, and in the blink of an eye, the material of the sword was unknown.
The sedan was split into two halves.
It was pitch dark all around, but Jiao Xiaoliu felt that he should be in a cave. Cold wind kept pouring in from the front, and there should be a cave entrance. Jiao Xiaoliu raised the corner of his mouth, and pointed his 'wind-cutting sword' straight at the ground, cautiously
Walked towards the entrance of the cave.
At this time, the Seventh Prince's Mansion seemed to be in chaos. As the people sent out continued to return news, Feng Qianchen's anger continued to rise.
Everyone was cautious, fearing that an inadvertent movement, look, or careless word would touch the critical point of Feng Qianchen's anger exploding.
"Well," Feng Qingchen couldn't evade anyone, so she could only walk up to Feng Qianchen, "Brother Seventh Emperor..."
"Go away!" Feng Qianchen, wearing a moon-white robe, stood so quietly in front of the Seventh Prince's Mansion, motionless, like a sculpture.
"Sister-in-law of the Seventh Emperor is so powerful, ordinary people will definitely not be able to trap her. Brother Huang, don't worry too much..." Anyway, he had already spoken, so he just said what everyone wanted to convey to Feng Qianchen. Feng Qingchen secretly made up his mind.
, just as he was about to continue speaking, Feng Qianchen's eyes turned him back as he spoke.
"What do you know? Those people must have come well-prepared. And their goal is very clear, just to distract me from taking your wife-in-law." Feng Qianchen's fists were clenched tightly. He was not angry right now.
Others, but yourself.
"I said time and time again that I would protect her and make her feel at ease, but I couldn't do it every time." Feng Qianchen's eyes were bottomless at this moment, looking blankly ahead, "What if she makes any mistake this time?"
, I will die to apologize."
Feng Qingchen was really frightened by Feng Qianchen like this, "Brother Seventh Emperor, you look like this..."
"You look really inferior..." A familiar voice came, but no one was seen. Feng Qianchen even thought he was hallucinating.
But the voice was so real that he had to run out and search around, trying to see that familiar figure.
No, nothing.
Feng Qianchen has never felt so useless.
"Ah!!!" Feng Qianchen seemed to want to shout out all his sadness. The birds perched on the surrounding trees seemed to be unable to bear hearing such a sad sound, so they flapped their wings and flew away.
"It's so noisy!" The familiar voice came again. This time Feng Qianchen was sure that he heard correctly. The direction of the voice was——
Turning around suddenly, he saw Jiao Xiaoliu.
Jiao Xiaoliu stood under the dim light in front of the Seventh Prince's Mansion, smiling like a flower, "You were really noisy just now."
Feng Qianchen slowly approached the unreal person in disbelief. He was only a few meters away, but he walked for a long time. He was afraid that Jiao Xiaoliu would disappear if he stepped lightly.
Finally, he and Jiao Xiaoliu were very close, "Is it really you?"
"Of course it's me," Jiao Xiaoliu's jade-white hand slowly stretched out and touched Feng Qianchen's cheek, with a smile on his face but a deep apology in his tone, "I'm sorry, I made you worry again."
Jiao Xiaoliu continued to use force, and suddenly shook his hand backwards to hold a beautiful little sword flower, and then pulled out the 'wind-cutting sword' from the gap and raised it upward with all his strength. All the movements were done in one go, and in the blink of an eye, the material of the sword was unknown.
The sedan was split into two halves.
It was pitch dark all around, but Jiao Xiaoliu felt that he should be in a cave. Cold wind kept pouring in from the front, and there should be a cave entrance. Jiao Xiaoliu raised the corner of his mouth, and pointed his 'wind-cutting sword' straight at the ground, cautiously
Walked towards the entrance of the cave.
At this time, the Seventh Prince's Mansion seemed to be in chaos. As the people sent out continued to return news, Feng Qianchen's anger continued to rise.
Everyone was cautious, fearing that an inadvertent movement, look, or careless word would touch the critical point of Feng Qianchen's anger exploding.
"Well," Feng Qingchen couldn't evade anyone, so she could only walk up to Feng Qianchen, "Brother Seventh Emperor..."
"Go away!" Feng Qianchen, wearing a moon-white robe, stood so quietly in front of the Seventh Prince's Mansion, motionless, like a sculpture.
"Sister-in-law of the Seventh Emperor is so powerful, ordinary people will definitely not be able to trap her. Brother Huang, don't worry too much..." Anyway, he had already spoken, so he just said what everyone wanted to convey to Feng Qianchen. Feng Qingchen secretly made up his mind.
, just as he was about to continue speaking, Feng Qianchen's eyes turned him back as he spoke.
"What do you know? Those people must have come well-prepared. And their goal is very clear, just to distract me from taking your wife-in-law." Feng Qianchen's fists were clenched tightly. He was not angry right now.
Others, but yourself.
"I said time and time again that I would protect her and make her feel at ease, but I couldn't do it every time." Feng Qianchen's eyes were bottomless at this moment, looking blankly ahead, "What if she makes any mistake this time?"
, I will die to apologize."
Feng Qingchen was really frightened by Feng Qianchen like this, "Brother Seventh Emperor, you look like this..."
"You look really inferior..." A familiar voice came, but no one was seen. Feng Qianchen even thought he was hallucinating.
But the voice was so real that he had to run out and search around, trying to see that familiar figure.
No, nothing.
Feng Qianchen has never felt so useless.
"Ah!!!" Feng Qianchen seemed to want to shout out all his sadness. The birds perched on the surrounding trees seemed to be unable to bear hearing such a sad sound, so they flapped their wings and flew away.
"It's so noisy!" The familiar voice came again. This time Feng Qianchen was sure that he heard correctly. The direction of the voice was——
Turning around suddenly, he saw Jiao Xiaoliu.
Jiao Xiaoliu stood under the dim light in front of the Seventh Prince's Mansion, smiling like a flower, "You were really noisy just now."
Feng Qianchen slowly approached the unreal person in disbelief. He was only a few meters away, but he walked for a long time. He was afraid that Jiao Xiaoliu would disappear if he stepped lightly.
Finally, he and Jiao Xiaoliu were very close, "Is it really you?"
"Of course it's me," Jiao Xiaoliu's jade-white hand slowly stretched out and touched Feng Qianchen's cheek, with a smile on his face but a deep apology in his tone, "I'm sorry, I made you worry again."
