Feng Yu Jiu Tian

The sword-drawing incident passed, and everyone finally sat down again.

However, the situation is of course very different from what we just talked about.

Qiu Lan Qiu Xing was holding hot tea in her hand, and she kept shaking. Qiu Yue also trembled with the anger of the rest of her life. Of course, Luo Yun's last sentence made her angry.

What is the worst thing about crying?

If it wasn't for that **** with a sword in hand, Qiuyue's girl is young and beautiful, and she doesn't want to die early, I'm afraid Qiuyue flew up to admire the madman Wei family.

Feng Ming wanted to make a doubtful expression, leaned her head to look at Luo Yun, and looked at Qiuyue.

Xiao Liu and Rong Hu were left, and I couldn't find any chatter when I saw you. Koyanagi drank a bowl of tea, looked at the sky outside the window, and stood up, "I should go."

Feng Ming waited for this to return.

"Leave so fast?"

"There are some things that the king has ordered. We must come to the Finnish city and take care of this time. I am here this time, and in order to report to Prince Yongyin, it is better to go back soon." Said, Toward Fengming calmly bid farewell to the ceremony, whispered to the gap where Fengming helped him up, and whispered, "Do n’t give it away, the sky is already bright. Although it is on the river, it is unavoidable to attract attention. I leave when I leave can."

Fengming secretly boasted that he was careful in doing things, which really resembled tolerance.

Alas, when can I learn the level of Rong Tian?

So no one sent it, sent Rong Hu as the representative, sent Xiao Liu to the deck, and quietly left.

The guests finally left, and Fengming immediately stretched and even yawned.

Qiu Lan stood behind him and asked softly, "Would you like Ming Wang to go in and rest for a while? When the sky is bright, as soon as Koyanagi walks away, Rong Hu will order the anchor. Get up to sleep and eat again, OK?"

Fengming squinted lazily, nodded, and was immediately sent into the room by several maids to lie down.

When everything was arranged, it was still Luo Yun sitting on the bedside holding his sword.

Feng Ming had slept for a while, and was not really tired. Her confession was suffocated for a while, and she was tired. She opened her eyes and saw that Luo Yun was in front of her. Anyway, she looked at Luo Yun carefully.

Luo Yun was more energetic than him. Last night, he kept Fengming overnight. At the moment, he leaned on the bedside and felt Fengming's movement a little bit. He was immediately shocked, opened his eyes, and happened to meet Fengming's eyes. Impatiently asked. "What are you looking at?"

It is hard to imagine that this young man, who is close to Feng Ming, can present such a dreadful cold expression in his eyes.

Feng Ming was stared at him, and he shrank back subconsciously, closed his eyes, and after a while, like a rabbit trying to provoke a tiger, opened his eyes without fear of death, and continued to look at Luo Yun.

What training did he receive at the Xiao family?

Feng Luo is always curious about Luo Yun.

"Aren't you sleepy?" "..."

"Luo Yun?" "..."

"..." "Luo Yun, hi"

Feng Ming's perseverance whispered, so that Luo Yun, who had closed his eyes, had to open his eyes. "What did the young master command?" "No ..." Luo Yun glanced at him, and just closed his eyes, Fengming's voice got into his ear again.

"Hey, chat for a while, I'm bored."

"I protect you, not to relieve you of boredom." As if to intentionally show impatience with Feng Ming, Luo Yun turned over holding the sword and turned his back to the chattering young master.

Indifferent to thousands of miles away. After a while, Fengming broke the silence again, "Why are you bullying Qiuyue today?"

"Who bullied her?" Luo Yun's reply was faster than expected. "You" "I didn't" "Is it a bully with a sword against a girl's throat?" The answer was her long silence. "Luo Yun?" "-----------" "Luo Yun, hey, Luo Yun -------" This harassed him so he wouldn't hold his sword against my neck, would he? "Luo -------" The stiff back suddenly moved, and Fengming shut up immediately.

Misery, isn't it shame to anger? People just talk and communicate their feelings.

Feng Ming kicked him alertly, until he stood up, squeezed his sword tightly, and walked out of the cabin without looking back, Feng Ming was relieved.

very scary.

This man's momentum really has a fight with her dad. Alas, I have a headache for Xiao Xiao.

When Fengming jumped on the big boat, a light boat descended the Aman River and arrived at a quiet, quiet mooring port less than ten miles away from Fencheng.

Du Feng had just set foot on the ground, and a few men dressed as Yongyin civilians flashed between the grasses on both sides, bowing slightly towards Du Feng, "My son is coming very fast, please follow me inside, the princess is already waiting inside."

Turn around and lead Du Feng to the deep grass.

This place is very desolate, and the Bokou has been abandoned by the Yongyin people for many years. The more they go inside, the taller the grass is and the denser it is, it can completely hide the body of an adult man. Du Feng was still walking away in the wild grass. Within a moment, a small tent suddenly appeared in the wild grass. Although the tent is small, it is stitched from fine cowhide, and a layer of dense gold and platinum is affixed at the corners. Each gold and platinum is about to display various patterns. It seems to have been polished and carved one by one. Can be used.

For this tent that should not appear here, Du Feng did not show the slightest surprise. When the guide came to the tent curtain, he didn't seem to dare to enter. He turned to Du Feng and bowed again, and said, "Don't dare to enter, please let the son please." Du Feng nodded and opened the curtain by himself. At first sight, the first thing I touched was a delicate figure standing quietly in the tent.

"princess."

"You're back." The woman facing away from him seemed to be meditating alone, hearing his voice, shaking suddenly, calming down again, turning around, bright eyes looking at him, and whispering, "Everything is all Are you done? "

Standing in the account, it was Ruo Yan's most beloved sister, his capable assistant, Princess Miaoguang.

Du Feng nodded, showing his signature gentle smile.

Looking at his smile, Miao Guang felt a little cold in his heart. Yu Lang, your ability to hurt people is getting worse and worse. In the world, who else can't you? "

After receiving her compliment, Yu Lang didn't mean to take pride in herself. She bowed slightly and replied calmly, "As long as it is to leave the country, Yu Lang can harm anyone."

"Anyone?" Miaoguang's eyes suddenly sharpened, and they immediately disappeared, becoming innocent and simple as a girl, pouting and smiling, "Brother Wang will be very happy to hear this."

She didn't want to follow the topic, and asked the important figure who had been hidden by Brother Wang for many years to sit down with her, and asked, "Do you really send Yu Xiao to Ming Wang?"

"Of course." After Yu Lang answered, his eyes glanced at him, and he seemed to casually glance at Miao's body. Then he quietly retracted his eyes and asked with a smile, "The princess is worried that her subordinates are not reliable?"

"No, I just thought, Naruto is stupid, it's really easy to be fooled.

But Rong Tian dared to let him out, he must have arranged a lot of powerful characters around him. For example, that Ronghu is a very cautious person. How can you cheat King Ming easily but how can you deceive them? "

"The princess was worried about this." Yu Lang paused, and Shi Shiran told the process of meeting with Fengming and so on. "I was thinking about how to make them unbelievable. Delivered to Ming Wang, unexpectedly God helped me, Ming Wang actually spoke to me and asked for a token. I saw him and liked the jade flute. Sure enough, he gave it to him, and he asked happily. 'He talked eloquently, with a soft tone and gentleness. If no one knew, he was afraid he thought he was remembering a friendship with an old friend. Who knew that this person was so vicious

Yu Lang said as he carefully observed the look of Miao Guang with the corner of his eyes, and added in a low voice, "When I left, he specifically instructed Ming Wang to play the flute. His talent was also good. It can be heard. "Miao Guang shuddered slightly over his shoulder." He, he has used that jade flute? "

"Yes, in my opinion, he likes the jade flute so much, he will always carry it day and night, and often practice playing flute. The Shen Yu jade that makes Yu Xiao is extremely loose and brittle, and it is easy to peel into powder. He uses Mouth to blow, unknowingly, those powders will run into his throat ... "

"Enough," Miao Guang drank coldly. Yu Lang was not surprised by her coldness, stopped and asked, "Is the princess angry?" After Miao Guang drank a little, she knew it was not right, but smiled brighter than the original, "Where! I'm just the king Brother is pleased, the detailed process of this matter, I think, brother Wang should be the first to know it is better, I am a sister, do not dare to grab Brother Wang first. "

It turns out that the princess need not be too happy for the king. "Yu Lang looked at Miaoguang, her eyes were very soft," Shen Yufen was originally non-toxic, but only encountered Wen Lan. "

"Then ... what about soothing stone?"

"In the hands of his subordinates."

Miao Guang stretched out the crystal jade palm, "Bring it"

Yu Lang was silent. "What?" Miao Guang didn't look happy when he didn't move. "Isn't it in your hands?"

Yu Lang met her eyes and used a gentle tone, "This thing is better left in the hands of his subordinates."

"Presumptuous" Miao Guang sighed angrily, put out the princess's shelf, and sneered, "You are so bold, how dare you speak to me like this, it is better to put it in your hands? Who said this?

"The king said." Yu Lang's understatement of the four words, like an arrow shot at Miao Guang, she couldn't believe it for a moment and whispered, "What did you say?"

"This is what the king said." Although the trump card killed Miao Guang's arrogance instantly, Yu Lang didn't seem proud at all. His attitude was gentler and more respectful than just, he sighed softly. , As if he didn't care to say the following words, so in the lowest and most sincere tone, "The King's secret order, the soothing stone, must be kept in my hands, and can not be passed on to anyone, especially the princess,"

He looked at Miaoguang's half-white and half-white face, and sighed again, saying, "If the princess does not believe, you can send someone to prove to the king,"

"Why don't I believe you?" Miao Guang bit his lower lip and squeezed two very light sentences between Hao's teeth, but soon she smiled again, as if she had put everything aside, lazy Stretching lazily, he stood up and said, "Brother Wang said yes, it's better to stay in your hands. Anyway, this time, Ming Wang can't escape, thanks to you." She smiled at Yu Lang. , Waved, "Go ahead, I will immediately write to Brother Wang, telling him that the plan has been successful."

After retreating from the waves, Miao Guang rolled out the first-class silk thread dedicated to writing letters, meditation for a moment, and dipped in ink. I wrote three or four lines in one breath, but when I wrote "Ming Wang has already made a plan", my hand shook for some reason, and the ink stained a small piece of empty space.

Miao Guang looked at the ink stain for a moment, and suddenly threw his pen, regardless of the half-written letter, sitting on the ground, holding his knees, twitching, suppressing, with a subtle voice that was scared to let anyone hear. Crying.

Borderland of Bo State,

In the city of Hangui, a third-rate inn in a quiet alley.

Ziyan opened his eyes from the bed, turned his head alertly, and looked to the left. Leaning on the wooden bed on the other side, there were only messy futons, and those who should have fallen asleep on the bed were missing. Ziyan sat up, took the dagger that wasn't detached from the pillow and hung it on his waist, got out of bed and put on boots, and walked down the stairs down the door to the inn's humble patio.

At night, the homelessness is indulged in the gentle darkness. At this time, the candles of ordinary people have mostly gone out. Looking at the few remaining lights in the city, they are as conspicuous as the stars in the sky.

"King." Ziyan stepped into the patio, stopped behind the tall figure, and whispered, "Mingyi has to hurry, King needs more rest."

Under the night, the figure of Rong Shi seemed to be more majestic and stronger than the day. The silhouette of the king was quietly wrapped in the night. Even if Zi Yan was tall in the village, he could not stop looking at Rong Tian's side face and angles. The clear face is the handsome and unruly Feng Ming's favorite.

Ziyan understood Rong Tian's mind and thought, "Is the king worried about Ming Wang?"

I do n’t know if the prime minister had a long talk with the king all the time. To the bottom, he said something that made the stubborn king promise to let the Ming king let go, but since the king asked the Ming king to travel to the Seven Kingdoms, he was on the way as a guard. Zi Yan, who is inseparable from the king, easily noticed the king's uneasiness and worry.

I do n’t want to hurry every day. I ’m afraid that the common city is just to reach Dongfan as soon as possible after reaching the king of Ming. What kind of thought can make the king who has sharp eyes always harder than steel, worried and unable to fall asleep? I'm afraid Ziyanjue won't understand it all his life. Only those in love can understand this taste, right?

I am too calm, so calm that it is not suitable for love.

"My king, I always feel something wrong," Rong Shi replied from his thoughts, with a handsome face solemnly. "It seems that something has been overlooked. What did Wang ignore?"

"What the king said ... is Dongfan? Or Mingwang? Or is it more heavy?"

"Everyone has a good friend, and the more important is Wei Qiu Niang and Yu Lin. They are not worried. Feng Ming's trip shocked the world, but it was the biggest goal." The eyes that shot sharply for a long time, Rong Tian thought repeatedly, "Rong Hu is cautious in his work. There are many masters in the Xiao family. Other people will hurt him. Unless he sends troops, it is impossible to succeed. Assassinations and sneak attacks are impossible. He will not be allowed to cheat Rong Hu away. As for poisoning, My King has repeatedly instructed that anything that is delivered to him must first experience poison. "

Ziyan's eyes glittered in the night, and his voice was low and authentic. "This king has thought about it many times. Under the protection of layers, no one can be hurt. King, just rest assured."

"Uneasy."

"King?"

"My King is restless and always feels that something will go wrong." Rong Shi's tone sank, "Zi Yan."

"in."

"When the horses arrived at Bojian, the most difficult road has passed. The king will personally lead them to Dongfan to meet with the uncle. Ziyan, you immediately turn from here to find Fengming."

When Zi Yan was a little stunned, he immediately took the order and bowed his head, "Subordinates obey, but when they see Ming Ming, what would you say to the king?"

"You said to him," Rong Shi paused, and the cold black eyes were gradually blending into a ray of tenderness, and he became calm and distant. He groaned silently, his lips raised a beautiful arc, subtle retention, and a pleasant voice, getting lower and lower, as if the person was standing in front of him, and looked at him with bright, watery eyes.

"Have him to be careful. The scariest traps are often flawless. Don't care."

"Yes, his subordinates must tell the Ming Dynasty King."

"Tell him, well ... wait for me."

The Xiao family's fleet spread out with great fanfare, heading up the Oman River and heading straight for the same country.

After a long time on the gorgeous boat, it will be boring. Except for occasional encounters with beautiful shores that break down and play, most of the time is very boring.

At this time, practicing playing Xiao Xiao became Feng Ming's latest fun.

The Xiao family originally had musicians as usual, and one of them also played flute. In order to train his heart, Feng Ming specially ordered someone to hire this temporary master. After a while, the blowing became more intrusive. The Yu Xiao sent by Du Feng was a precious gift to him. He refused to touch it. Every time after blowing, Qiu Lan always prepared a clean wipe, wiped it himself, and tied it back carefully. Waist.

Qiu Lan smiled at him several times, "How many good things in the palace, Wang Mingzhenbo did not see how to fiddle with it. Today, Du Gongzi gave a jade flute to be a baby, and let the king know that he might be jealous.

Fengming used to joke with her, smirked with them, and thought, "Do you say Rong Tian will eat Du Feng's vinegar? Or Yuxiao's vinegar?"

Encountering the clear and bright night, Fengming played a simple tune after dinner to entertain himself.

On the skill of playing, of course, it is still far from the original owner of Yu Xiao. Xiao stood up, and the abundance of Yushan's lonely pine was enough to make all audiences, especially Qiu Yue and others marvel.

"Ming Wang is great."

"Sure enough, Ming Wang is clever. He can learn everything. I think Ming Wang is better than Du Fenggong."

"Qiu Xing, you are too exaggerated, right?"

"Ha ha......"

Gradually, even Luo Yun, who has always been disdainful of such decadent and boring things, did not know when to lean silently on the deck fence.

Luo Yun always gazed silently at the river, as if the men and women who always looked for joy and kept laughing were in their eyes. "Ming Wang take a break. The flute is tiring. I made Babao Red Bean Cake and come here to taste it."

"By the way, Qiulan, I think the lamb leg is better to stew like that last night,"

"Qiu Xing is a pouting cat."

"No! Let me tell you, the pout cat is Lie Er, but Lie Er is not here, it's Qiuyue's turn!"

But the laughter always floated, one of the crisp voices, smiling like a brand new silver bell, was more like Xianle than the jade flute played by Du Feng.

"Qiu Xing, speak ill of me again, watch me poke your ears ..."

He often made him unable to help raising his ears and catching everyone's laughter.

Due to the hostile attitude of the same king to the Xiao family master, the closer they are to the same country, the more frequent the Xiao family master group moves, and they constantly send out spies to inquire about the situation in the same country.

The ship's security was even more stringent, and Luo Yun and Rong Hu and other factions cooperated in an unparalleled manner. They completely and consistently rejected the orders that Feng Ming had made several times to stop the ship and walk along the shore.

The reason is simple. Obviously, the news of their arrival has already reached the same country. People who hate Fengming in the same country have most likely sent out killers to find opportunities to assassinate Fengming anytime and anywhere.

Even the opportunity to play on the shore is deprived, and it's really getting boring. Blowjobs ca n’t be played from morning to night. The three women who understand Fengming ’s mind most are not allowed to plan any fun things for Fengming, but the fun things have already been played one by one, and finally, useful suggestions are provided. It was actually Luo Yun. Rong Hu, who has always been fair, immediately agreed, "It is time for Ming King to practice swordsmanship."

Qiu Lan also nodded after Rong Hu, "Exercise is also good. It ’s always good to be a little bigger. Who knows what is going on in the parliament? The Ming Wang Jianshu has been practiced, even if there is any danger, you can protect yourself. . "

Fengming was panicking, unavoidably, and nodded immediately to agree, but after half an hour, he found that the consequences of this nod were really serious.

Luo Ning, who has been leading the Xiao family killer team on other large ships, came to see Fengming without warning. This man seemed to be as straightforward as his sword. He boarded the deck, looked at Feng Ming who was cheering up and preparing for the movement, and made his request. "Subordinates, please let Master Luo allow Luo Yun to accompany Master Master. sword."

This request made Rong Tian sent the horse and Feng Ming to take a nap.

Practice sword with Luo Yun?

I heard that the Xiao family's killer is not so lenient under the sword, even training. Compared to Luo Yun, everyone thought that Ronghu was a better choice.

Feeling the silence of Luo Ning, Luo Ning didn't raise his eyebrows and asked, "Does the young master look down on Xiao's swordsmanship? Although Luo Yun's swordsmanship is far inferior to that of his old master, he has never practiced swords. Compact, "

The thorny words in the cotton, combined with Luo Ning's somber face, are typically the Xiao family's cold-blooded Fengge. Fengming naturally remembers his bad habit of stabbing his own father without a word. Who dares to "daringly" refuse?

In the face of the boss of the Xiao Family Killer Team in the world, Qiu Lan was so shocked that he did not dare to open his mouth. He pulled Rong Hu's sleeve in anxiety, and opened his panic eyes and whispered, "Hurry to help."

Rong Hu was about to take a step forward, thinking about it, but holding it down again, looking at Luo Yun without any indication. Qiu Lan hurried to him again and glanced at him resentfully, but Ronghu stood firmly.

Although often representing the Rong Tian faction and Luo Yun dispute, but judging from the master's response, Rong Hu intuitively determined that Luo Yun is not only disgusted and dismissive of Feng Ming.

This person may become Ming Wang ’s real help in the Xiao family in the future. Joining Ming Wang can subdue him. Besides, Rong Hu knows that he ca n’t be cruel to Ming Wang when practicing his heart, but Luo Yun can look forward to it. The time for thinking is actually very short. No matter how ugly Qiu Lan waits for the female face, she slowly grows up, and gradually understands that Feng Ming, who knows the current affairs, is smart and nodded.

"Thank you, Master." Luo Ning successfully withdrew and then withdrew.

After Fengming bowed casually but solemnly, he turned to look at Luo Yun, posing his father, "to accompany the young master to practice his sword," Shi Shi then left the main ship.

For a moment, Rong Hu swears that he sees something from Ronin's eyes but feels fleeting. There is not enough time for him to think about it.

After a long time, the ugly girls finally realized that Ming Wang ’s opponents could not be changed, so they had to cheer up and re-open the smiling face that made Feng Ming feel better and do various things for their beloved Ming Wang ready

"Ming King, can you change this?" Qiu Yue took a set of black training uniforms from her cabin, and served Qiu Xing with Feng Ming to put on, "This is what the slaves did newly. It ’s a coincidence, actually. It comes in handy, Ming Wang, look at it. It ’s embroidered with the March spring you said last time. Does this petal look like it? ”She pointed to the embroidery on the bottom of Fengming ’s shirt and asked

"Well, it's beautiful."

"Ming King, let Yu Xiao put it down first, don't accidentally break it," Qiu Lan took the baby around Feng Ming's waist, wrapped it in her hands, and put it in her arms.

"Ming Ming, take a sip of water first."

The three maids carefully and industriously waited for Fengming, as if he was going to play against the demon later, in contrast, Luo Yun stood aside like an indifferent wood.

Of course, Rong Hu didn't dare let them practice with real swords. He personally picked two wooden swords from the warehouse, weighed them for a while, gave one Luo Yun, and passed the other to Feng Ming who changed his training uniform. Low Chan said, "Luo Yun's sword is fast. If Ming Wang can practice without being touched by the tip of his sword, that would be great."

Fengming nodded.

The three maids stood nervously and looked around. Although the guards didn't come around, most of their eyes narrowed to this side.

The sky was bright and clear on the river. Luo Yun was waiting in the middle of the deck. He watched Fengming walk to the front, salute his face blankly, straightened up, his eyes were frozen, and he suddenly looked like he had changed. Human-like.

If he feels cold on weekdays, now it is completely cold.

It was a ruthless swordsman. Only those who have undergone rigorous training since their childhood will have frozen low temperatures in their eyes.

Qiuyueqiu Xing, and even Qiu Lan, took a breath at almost the same moment, feeling a heartbeat.

For that ☆, Luo Yun's sword has moved.

Feng Ming had been prepared, but still reacted when the sword tip almost touched. Rong Tian's previous training finally left a little more or less. He almost stepped back by instinct, leaning his shoulders and unloading. Sword tip, take a step to the left with the trend, the sword-holding hand goes up one frame, and picks Luo Yun's rib underneath.

"Tuk".

The dull sound of the wooden sword clashing.

Luo Yun blocked a sword stabbed under the ribs, his eyes slightly surprised. Fengming didn't seem to be as useless as he imagined.

Fengming's counter-attack worked, of course, quickly hit the iron while the heat was on, the look sank, the ribs failed, the sword turned down, and the side of the sword hardly touched Luo Yun's point. This is a trick that Rong Tian taught him painstakingly, but in actual combat, he would never dare to take it out for trial, because as long as the strength and angle are not well grasped, and the sword body does not hit the enemy's sword tip just right, the suffering of his own can be great. Already.

This time it was just ready for trial.

"Tuk".

Another dull sound.

Fengming was overjoyed. After fighting a battle in Dongfan's palace, he really made progress and was able to block Luo Yun's sword tip accurately. When he was happy, the wooden sword on his wrist suddenly slipped, and he could no longer feel the tip of the sword against him. This was like a person who was against the wall with his whole body suddenly found that the wall had disappeared, lost his support, and the center of gravity was unstable immediately. Rush forward.

Oops, I'm going to lose face again this time!

The shouting in his heart was not over yet, the wind sounded suddenly behind his head, Luo Yunmu's sword sank and tilted upward, swept under his right armpit.

The hot rage was transmitted to the top of the forehead.

Feng Ming's right hand holding the sword was almost painful. Mu Jianxi fell on the deck with a sound, and Jun Yi's face was full of pain.

"what!"

"Ming King!"

The exclamation sounded suddenly, Ronghu rushed forward to block between Fengming and Luo Yun. The maids scrambled to rush to Fengming's side and lifted him up with pity.

"Does it hurt?" "Where was the injury?"

"It's okay," Fengming tried to breathe coldly. "It doesn't hurt ..."

Of course, it definitely can't be painless. Luo Yun and Ronghu can't be compared, and there is no room for them when they play. Although a wooden sword is used, after all, the tip is very good. Fengming's new training suit has been severely cut by the sword tip.

One can imagine how intense the dull pain was.

"Let me see." Qiu Lan carefully opened the placket and looked at the injured place.

Seeing Fengming's fair and tender skin under her right armpit was almost bleeding at the moment, the three maids involuntarily reddened their eyes, distressed and angry.

Qiu Xing touched with a small hand sadly, "Does it hurt? Will you take a hot towel and apply it?"

Qiuyue was so angry that Huo Di turned his head and glared at Luo Yun, "Are you practicing sword or do you want his life?" Luo Yun did not pursue, and recovered the wooden sword and stood aside. Hearing Qiuyue's scolding, she only glanced at her with brightly painted eyes, and did not answer at all.

Qiuyue's eyes widened, and when he was about to rush through, Qiu Xing grabbed him, frowning, "What's noisy with this kind of person? Put Ming Ming in first."

Feng Ming smiled bitterly, "I can go ..."

Whatever they did, they moved Fengming into the cabin, took off his boots, and helped him lie down on the bed. Qiu Xing brought hot water into the room again without touching the feet, because Qiu Qiuyue helped Feng Ming take off her martial arts uniforms because of the wound.

Feng Ming can't stop them, they can only be at their mercy, and turn over the side of the training clothes next to the bed, really broke a hole, and was quite disappointed with Qiuyue, murmured, "brand new clothes, just wear for a while Broken. Qiu Xing, wait for me to make up. "

Qiu Xing answered.

Qiuyue yanked the martial arts uniform and whispered in a distressed and sad voice, "When will Ming Wang's temper change? Regardless of his injuries, he still cares about clothes at this time? A martial arts uniform is considered to be What, I'll do two more for you tomorrow. "

Fengming knew that these maids couldn't see any injuries on themselves. They were worried that they would cry together if they wow. That would be worse than being beaten by Luo Yun. They hurriedly laughed to coax, "Isn't it a pity that the March flowers above?" Rarely embroidered so well. I wouldn't wear this to practice if I knew it, hehe. "

Qiuyue was stupid when he saw him, and he didn't know whether to cry or laugh, and the shadows flickered in the corners of his eyes. Luo Yun, a cold-blooded guy, followed in, and his anger suddenly rose. "What are you doing here? Don't you think you're playing hard enough? "Without thinking, with one hand raised, he put his training suit on his face and slammed into Luo Yun.

Luo Yun's eyes didn't blink, she raised her hand and picked up the "hidden weapon" that she had thrown away, holding Qiuyue silently.

When this person was not talking, he seemed ruthless and cruel, and with the former with a sword against Qiuyue's neck, everyone saw his eyes staring at Qiuyue, and his nerves were twisted.

Even Qiuyue was numb by his scalp, and he couldn't help but be scared and looked at him with a stunned heart.

"Ming King!"

Fortunately, Rong Hu's voice came in suddenly, and he seemed quite mental, as if he had encountered a happy event.

"Ming King," breaking the silence in the room, Rong Hu walked in quickly, and reported energetically, "Ziyan is here!"

This unexpected news fully brought the atmosphere caused by Luo Yun to life.

Fengming first jumped up, "Ziyan?" He screamed in surprise, and then screamed violently for pulling the wound. When Qiu Lan and others hurried to hit him, he was already excited and ran to When I was in the cabin, I jumped alive, and I saw that the person who had just boarded the deck really was Ziyan, and rushed over immediately, holding Ziyan's shoulders up and down to examine, "Really Ziyan!" After a pause, he asked cheerfully, "How about Rong Tian?"

"Say hello to King Ming under the command of his king." Ziyan rushed day and night all the way, and Ziyan was getting a little tanned, smiling and said with a smile, "The king is not assured that King Ming must come to him first, he After dealing with Dongfan's affairs, he arrived later. "

Fengming, who danced gaily, froze, and suddenly drew ☆ his head.

"I also guessed that he didn't come over this fast." It took him a long time to raise his head, but his face had recovered a little smile, patted Ziyan's shoulder, and invited him to go to the cabin with himself, "You come It ’s also good, do n’t worry about Rong Tian, ​​let ’s do our thing well, this is what we all know… ”For the people of Rong Tian faction, Ziyan ’s arrival is undoubtedly a good thing.

In the evening, Qiu Lan personally cooks and prepares a table of private dishes. Her top chef has devoted much effort to the cuisine, of course, with all colors and fragrances.

When eating, Qiuyue arranged seats, only six.

As a result, Feng Ming, Qiu Yue, Qiu Xing, Qiu Lan, Rong Hu, and Zi Yan all took their seats, and all six seats were filled, leaving Luo Yun alone.

He hurt Fengming today, even Qiu Lan, Su Li's most gentle with others, did not like him. He didn't mind being crowded out, so he untied the sword, held it in his arms, and found a corner to stay at will.

In the afternoon, Ziyan heard that Ronghu had heard about the events before and after the reunion with the Xiao family killer group, and guessed the reason, so he kept silent wisely.

On the contrary, Feng Ming always felt sorry for Qiuyue Road, "Why is there a missing position?"

"Less? Slaves count, aren't they six?" Qiuyueheng's abominable guy took a look, and opened her eyes with pure eyes, pretending to be stupid. "I didn't see the seventh."

"Autumn Star ..."

"Who hasn't seen the slaves?" The two sections of coal are really united.

Fengming wanted to roll her eyes.

Why are you more naive than me? I ’m so big and play this little circle game ...

"Luo Yun," knowing that the waitresses were not so angry, Feng Ming turned to greet Luo Yun, "Will you come with us ..."

"I'm not hungry."

"Uh……"

It ’s not a matter of being hungry. If everyone in the Xiao family sees us bullying you like this, it may exacerbate internal contradictions ...

Luo Yun didn't care what Fengming thought about, and suddenly she said, "Young Master."

"Ok?"

"During the day, the training uniform is still new." "Yeah, a hole was made ..."

"Did you just throw it like this?"

"It's a bit wasteful ..." Especially with Qiuyue's needlework on it.

"What about throwing it?" Qiuyue was harsh with Luo Yun's cold accent, and couldn't help but slap his chopsticks on the table and raised his head provocatively ☆, "Don't you say that Xiao Jiacai is rough? What is the value of a piece of clothing? Throwing one piece a day is not your turn. You ca n’t bear it. Although we pick it up and wear it, we Mingwang, never wear patched clothes. "

The scalp was numb again.

This autumn month, I really don't know how to write dead words.

Luo Yun glanced over, Rong Hu and Zi Yan had a rhinoceros, and could not help moving a little towards Qiuyue, lest they could not protect her but Luo Yun only snorted, and stood up and walked away.

Everyone looked at each other, and after a while, their appetite was evoked by the aroma of the meal.

"Hey, come, eat ..."

Without Luo Yun, the atmosphere is really much better. Although Fengming still feels unhappy, but after tasting Qiu Lan's newly-invented potato roasted taro, he began to frown.

Ziyan became the center of the whole chat, and the topic was naturally inseparable from Rong Tian. After being questioned by everyone, he carefully recounted the things that left Yuecheng City.

After finishing talking, Rong Tian was worried about what happened to Feng Ming. Rong Hu laughed first. "The King is really too careful. Even if I don't use it, the Xiao Family Killer Group is not empty. If people protect them, The younger Xiao family was hurt. Where did the Xiao family's face rest? "

Qiu Lan actually saw that Fengming was forced to practice sword with Luo Yun for him today, still a little annoyed, pursing his lips, "Isn't he hurt today? The armpit is so red. That Luo Yun is really ..."

The words did not fall, a figure came in at the door, and it was Luo Yun again.

It really means that God is here, that he is here.

Suddenly everyone shut up.

Luo Yun didn't realize it. He entered the door and whispered in a flat voice, "There is another spy coming back, don't you see him personally?"

Fengming shook her head for a while, "Nothing new? Don't see him if you don't have it." Thinking of myself, I might be surrounded by the army of the same country and beaten when I arrived in the same country.

It is hoped that when he sees the prince in the same country, he can give himself a chance and explain to him that he is not the murderer who killed his father.

I hope this man makes sense ...