Regarding his reincarnation, he has not yet found out the reason, but what is certain is that he will not do it for Hua Qianxi.
In order to prevent the girl from being hurt again, he obstructed her again and again.
As long as they are together, he will definitely convey orders at critical moments and let one of them carry out the task.
It has to be said that the relationship between her and Li Qingfeng has reached a low point step by step, and a large part of this is due to him.
He had no apology for this.
The long eyelashes like black feathers drooped down, covering the complicated and affectionate look in her eyes.
The slender fingers traced the girl's small face that could be broken by blows, and the squirming red lips silently exuded an alluring fragrance.
My thumb brushed past it lovingly like a colorful butterfly.
How many times, when he saw those smart red lips talking so fast with him, he really wanted to stop her and use his lips.
But, he didn't dare.
After experiencing so many lives, he has gained more insights into the word love. In the face of this love deserter, he must act step by step.
He looked at her sleeping face quietly and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes. His long and narrow eyes were filled with deep love for her.
Suddenly, the nine-turn psychic ring on the girl's finger burst into light.
It seemed to sense the owner's emotional fluctuations. It shivered like a dazzling star and glanced around menacingly.
Feng Qingyang blinked lightly, raised his hand with the nine-turn psychic ring, and covered the back of the girl's hand.
The couple's rings touched each other, and the purple-red light in the girl's hand trembled. The excitement was calmed down, and then the light quietly subsided.
Feng Qingyang raised her lips and looked at the two nine-turn psychic rings held together with a complicated expression.
Another memory came to mind.
Before he could lament the fate of the people, suddenly, a rapid trumpet sounded outside the military tent.
The messy footsteps reached Feng Qingyang's ears far away.
There is a raid!
His eyes darkened, and he was very tired of the guys who frequently came to cause trouble.
"Marshal Zuo, Your Majesty, there are monsters attacking." A soldier reported outside the military tent.
Warcraft?
Feng Qingyang curled her lips and sneered, Warcraft is not that courageous!
He pushed the girl's arm, and the girl in the nightmare let out a cry, then suddenly turned over and stood up amidst the increasingly rapid sound of the horn.
She frowned, looked seriously at the man sitting in front of the bed, and asked hoarsely: "What happened?"
"I heard that a monster is coming." Feng Qingyang lifted up his robe and followed Chen Xi's footsteps out of the military tent.
The night is like water, and the spring breeze after the rain is cool and cool, blowing on the faces that were awakened, cold and desolate.
When the soldiers guarding the outside saw Chen Xi, they immediately reported: "Report! Marshal, there are a large number of magical beasts coming out from behind the Shangxuan Temple, and they are coming menacingly. The vanguard leader has led his troops to stop them."
"Behind the temple?"
Chen Xi's face condensed, her eyes fell on the majestic building that was mostly obscured by tall trees, her eyes were cold.
"Let's go! Come with me and have a look."
She flew up, and behind her, Feng Qingyang looked at her cold back, an incomprehensible light flashing in his eyes.
When the soldier turned around, he was a naive and cute boy again.
"Xi'er, wait, I will protect you!"
Before the soldiers had time to stop him, he had already rushed forward like flying. The soldiers were so frightened that their faces turned pale: "Your Majesty, it's dangerous there. You can't go there."