The prodigal son Shi Feng retracted his gaze from Nie Yun, turned his head and glanced at the blood lady standing in the distance, and said with a deep sigh: "I know you use a knife, but you are better than my prodigal son. It's a bit short. So you still give up fighting A Fei, don't delay the time between Black Blade and A Fei."
"Last time you and I just drew a tie, why do you say that my sword skills are worse than yours?" The blood lady's voice was bitterly cold.
It turns out that the blood lady once had a battle with the prodigal son, but in the end of that battle, no one won, and there was a tie.
The prodigal smiled without saying a word, and silently returned to the crowd controlled by the gods. When passing by the boss Xiao Zhan, he left a sentence: "A Fei's strength is above me, and I feel that A Fei has not exerted his full strength. So the first round In the martial arts competition, the dragon team must win the iron box."
Xiao Zhan smiled at the corner of his mouth and looked at Shi Feng: "I didn't intend to compete for the iron box at first. After all, I have more than my heart but I don't have enough strength. But anyone can do it, but I can't let the punishment go."
The prodigal son said nothing, and stood behind the boss. Silently watched the next contest.
A Fei looked at the blood lady coming, and couldn't help frowning: "Are you really going to fight?"
The blood lady didn't speak, but stared at A Fei with her bloodthirsty eyes. Suddenly, he ducked with one foot and rushed over. Before the person arrived, the bloody air came first, which made Afeton feel sick. He hadn't reacted yet, but he was kicked two steps back by the blood lady.
"Yo!" The windless who watched this scene joked: "This blood lady is not bad!"
"If you are good, you will lose." Nie Yun knew from the battle between the prodigal son and Afei just now that Afei did not show his full strength. So even if the blood lady kicked A Fei with the blood, it would not prevent A Fei's victory.
"Drink!" A Fei shouted, and the sword in his arms was instantly unsheathed. At the same time, the blood lady also showed her blood moon knife. This knife is blood red, and I don't know what material it is made of. Seeing her casual wave like that, the air around her turned blood red, extremely weird.
While watching the dragon group Lei Ao in the martial arts competition, he saw him sitting in a chair, holding a cup of tea and sipping a cup of tea, and said in his heart: "As long as Han Feng can't make a move, no one is A Fei's opponent! I'm satisfied with an iron box. Up."
There was a full-blown competition here, and the masters of the punishment Han Feng and Mrs. Xuetrao, who were not far away, did actions that no one could believe. If anyone casts his gaze now, he will be shocked, and then a word appears in his mind: "Resurrection of old feelings!"
At this moment, Han Feng was squatting next to the wheelchair, embracing Mrs. Xuedala.
"Xunyin." Han Feng let go of Mrs. Xuedala and looked at her gaze: "Your love for me, Han Feng, and everything you gave to me cannot be repaid in this life. The only thing you can do is if you want to, the latter Follow me with the days."
"Yeah." Xun Yin nodded, her face a little shy, as if she had returned to her youth.
Seeing a smile on Xunyin's face, a little less indifference. Han Feng whispered: "Xunyin, you have personally experienced the taste of loving someone, knowing the ups and downs in it. So don't you be so strict with the killers under your banner, after all, the people under your Xuedala, although they are Killers, but they are also humans, and they also have emotions. Although killers cannot have emotions, it is commonplace for them to keep one eye closed. Let them boldly pursue their own happiness, I think they will appreciate you and be even more so. Respect you."
Hearing this, Mrs. Xuedala turned her eyes brightly, and whispered softly: "Why are you talking about this suddenly? Who is it for?"
When it comes to this, Han Feng is not easy to conceal, anyway, the knot between himself and Xun Yin has also been solved. Just listen to him: "Let's tell you that Hei Blade is my nephew, he likes the people under your banner, but due to your organization's rules, so I, the uncle uncle, naturally have to help him talk about it. "
Mrs. Xue Tu Luo pondered for a moment, nodded and agreed. Then looking at Han Feng, Bai Fang bit his red lips: "Can you kiss me?"
"Uh." Han Feng was stunned for a moment, then gave a wry smile, and kissed Xun Yin's lips without hesitation. Because at this time Mrs. Xuedala was the beautiful flower-like Xun Yin in Han Feng's eyes. Not an old woman with gray hair.
Of course, if that idiot is present, she will definitely feel sick and will yell to the sky: God! O earth! Do you have good reason? Actually let this handsome guy kiss an old woman
"what"
Han Feng let out a scream, stepped back, touched the blood on his lips with his hand, and stared at Mrs. Xuedara on the wheelchair: "What are you doing?"
"Haha, hahahaha."
Mrs. Xuedala laughed and looked at Han Feng mockingly: "Do you think you can let me let go of my hatred for you with a word of your hate for decades? You are too naive. I told you. You, just wanted to tease you. Why did you want to find me? Now I know the purpose of your coming. You want your nephew to marry the killer under my banner. I will tell you, You die of this heart!" After speaking, he added another sentence: "I didn't think you, Han Feng, could even kiss my old lady. Are you disgusting?"
"You" Han Feng looked angry, but in the end he sighed.
Looking at Mrs. Xuedala, she left a sincere sentence: "Xunyin, I, Han Feng, admitted that I was wrong. But I really wanted to make up for the harm I did to you just now. As for the matter of Black Blade and your assassin, I Just a casual mention. Now that I have said what I should say, if you want to come to me and live the rest of your life, I am always welcome. Take care!"
Seeing Han Feng go away, Mrs. Xue Tuoluo Xunyin's face showed a bitter smile. Just listen to her muttering to herself: "It's late, it's late! Everything is too late."
Mrs. Xuedala returned to the crowd and took a deep look at Lan Ji Suwei. With a wry smile, without saying anything, he focused on watching the fight in the martial arts arena.
At this time, the contest between A Fei and the Blood Lady had entered a white-hot state. However, this battle did not attract Nie Yun’s attention, because he focused all his attention on the prisoner who came back. After all, he knew that the prisoner was looking for Mrs. Xuedala just now, so he definitely mentioned himself and Su without even thinking about it. Unexpected matter.
The lord of the penalty, Han Feng, sat indifferently on the chair. His unangered and mighty aura made everyone afraid to approach half a step, fearing that a slight mistake would anger the prisoner.
Nie Yun walked to the prisoner's side and asked in a low voice: "Prison..."
Before the main word came out of Nie Yun's mouth, he was interrupted by the prisoner's indifferent voice: "Don't bother me, I'll be asking if there is anything else."
This voice made Nie Yun stunned, even stupid people knew that the prisoner did not want to talk to anyone at this time. Immediately, he took a deep look at the prisoner, and retreated without saying anything.
No wind looked at Nie Yun who came back, and asked in a deep voice, "Have you eaten yourself behind closed doors?"
Nie Yun didn't speak, but just nodded. Wufeng smiled bitterly: "You have just joined the punishment prison, and you still don't understand the prisoner's temper. You will know when you wait for a long time.