There was a voice choked in her throat, her eyes touched the redness of the corner of Ruyi's mouth, and Xuanji did not shout after all. In fact, if I want to shout, I don't know what to shout, but my heart is really blocked.
She really didn't want to be touched by Long Xiuwen, so she raised her shoulder and slammed into him, either, he would suffer from pain, or she would fall down!
She felt uncomfortable in her heart, but she felt a little funny when she thought about it, and laughed lightly.
Long Xiuwen's brows turned cold, so what if he was hit by her with all his might? But she was so indifferent to him that he wanted to teach her a lesson, and after a little hesitation, his expression changed immediately.
Long Feili shot very quickly, raised his arm, and sent his palm to Ruyi's back, sending her to Xu Xi. Xu Xi was stunned, but he had been with Long Feili for a long time, and he would come over in an instant, and with a swipe of his sleeves, he had already supported Ruyi.
Ruyi laughed at herself and glanced at the tall and handsome figure on the side, she was firm and almost indifferent, but she didn't hesitate.
However, he still saved her after all. What should she do! She is increasingly unable to suppress her feelings for him, but Qi and him are in love with each other, from the past life to this life.
She closed her eyes slightly and turned her head to the side, but she heard his voice, a sentence that had already hit her heart.
"You can't afford her!"
Leaning forward, Xuanji had already closed her eyes, and made up her mind to roll down gorgeously. There was a touch of ambergris lingering on the tip of her nose, and she suddenly opened her eyes, but her body had been pulled back into that familiar embrace.
Long Feili held her in one hand, and pointed at Long Xiuwen, who was just a few steps away, with a sword in the other.
Xuanji was shocked and excited, and her mood was agitated. If only the two of them were alone, she would have bitten the enemy long ago, but at this moment it was not easy to attack. She glared at Long Feili hard, and tried to break free from him.
The hands around her waist were tight and motionless.
"Ninth brother is so handsome!" Long Xiuwen raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "Just, how many people do you think you can kill with this martial skill? One hundred? One thousand? Is ten thousand okay? "
"If I want to kill you, a scoundrel, my ninth brother has more than enough skills!" Long Zijin got up, wiped the dirt on the corner of his mouth, and sneered.
"Kill?" The corners of Long Xiuwen's mouth sank slightly, Long Zijin was startled, and a person in the hall suddenly ran towards the door of the hall - but it was Yu Button who had been fighting with Qingfeng, he made a false move at this time, and then he got out and left.
Long Zijin had an idea and shouted, "Qingfeng, catch him! He's going outside to find someone to come in! As long as we catch Long Xiuwen, we won't lose yet!"
Qingfeng didn't even speak, jumped up, turned over in mid-air, and ran to Yukouzi. The two fought together again.
Urgency leads to chaos, chaos leads to intellectual loss. Long Zijin's words reminded Wen Rukai and the others that he and Zhuang Qing exchanged glances and led several generals Qi Xiang Long Xiuwen to volley over.
Long Xiuwen's sword flashed, but several people's moves had already been swayed. Long Feili surrounded Xuanji, and everyone used force in front of the two of them. The strong wind blew with the sword light. Xuanji only felt pain in the face, and became angry, and finally snuggled into the man's arms with no ambition.
Long Feili lowered his head and glanced at her, seeing that she looked unwell, frowned slightly, swung his soft sword, and slashed several rays of light, and the sharpness instantly forced Wen Rukai and others down the steps.
Seeing this, Long Liyu was furious and said angrily, "Long Feili, you are crazy to help Long Xiuwen!"
Xiahouchu sneered and sneered, "Could it be that the emperor should help you?"
Long Liyu was at a loss for words, and Long Xiuwen laughed loudly, "Xie Jiudi helped! It's just—"
The situation has changed again!
"Don't you want to catch this king?" Long Xiuwen's lips curled up coldly, "Even if Long Feili shot himself, it would only be a tie with this king, and there is no backup, how could this king enter this golden palace? go!"
He suddenly changed the conversation. Qingfeng was fighting against Yukouzi at the gate of the hall. The hall changed suddenly. He differentiated himself.
The sunlight leaked in again, and one cluster after another, reflected on everyone in the hall.
The queen mother's face was disastrous, and she fell backwards. Long Liyu forgot to help, Fang Chufan took the lead and walked behind Long Xiuwen, and the two vassal kings of Zhuang Qing lowered their heads and walked over.
The court officials followed suit, more and more.
Outside this hall, there are all soldiers of Long Xiuwen!
Almost everyone knows that this temple battle, the seventh prince has won!
Long Zijin smiled bitterly, and looked aside, Yu Xiang, Lin Sizheng, Xiahouchu and the others all had a look of decline, just like Long Feili just now.
Surrounded by dozens of men in black, Long Xiuwen retracted his sword, smiled sarcastically, and glanced coldly at Long Feili.
Dead end, dead end, it's all over!
Long Feili embraced Xuanji, his eyes were no longer as bright as before, he seemed neither happy nor sad, but looked at the temple door quietly.
A man walked in slowly.
Backlight, to the body translucent.
How could this person be here? Everyone was taken aback, Long Xiuwen frowned slightly—of course, although he was slightly surprised, he had nothing to fear!
"Meet the emperor in a humble position, concubine Nian!"
As soon as the visitor stood still, he immediately lifted his clothes and knelt down, with a respectful demeanor.
This person is Duan Yuhuan, the commander of the Imperial Capital Imperial Army who suffered a disastrous defeat in Sundial City and wiped out the entire army of 5,000 sergeants.