This she naturally refers to Lin Xiaocha behind her.
Feng Ziying laughed, "Where does Xian Jun want to take her?"
Han Yu faintly uttered two words, "Leave the city."
Feng Ziying stroked the black panther next to her, "To tell you the truth, everyone in Dongling City likes her a lot, and Ziying wants to keep her to accompany her to benefit the people in the city."
"Are you willing?" Han Yu asked lightly.
At this time, Feng Ziying's cold gaze also swept over Han Lin Xiaocha's face.
Lin Xiaocha's slender eyelashes trembled, and she pursed her pink lips.
At this time, the system became tense, [Host! What are you hesitating about? The hero is what matters.]
Lin Xiaocha naturally knew that the male lead was more important.
But an alternative
too difficult…
You can't give up on him just because 500,000 is less than 100 million.
She's just someone who likes to dance around the edge of a car while making sure she's holding both hands hard.
Now I have to think of an excuse that can get away without reducing Feng Ziying's favorability, and without being exposed by Han Yu.
Finally, she slowly raised her head.
"City Master, Xiaocha wants to find her family, so she can't stay in Dongling City."
Feng Ziying was about to explode, but seeing Lin Xiaocha's face full of emotion, she seemed to be full of apologies to herself, and half of the anger in her heart disappeared.
"Follow me as the city lord, I can give you the shark silk shirt and Zhuyan pill, so that you can stay young forever, and enjoy endless glory and wealth." He tempted.
She was able to let Colonel Zuo give the reward to the refugees without hesitation, because she has not really experienced the happiness brought by prosperity and wealth.
Once immersed in it, it is difficult to extricate yourself.
Lin Xiaocha didn't even think about it, "Compared with those little teas, I want to see the appearance of the city lord when he is benefiting the people."
This sentence can be interpreted as she is thinking about the people wholeheartedly.
But with the way she looked at Feng Ziying, everything was different.
Those watery eyes were full of sparks, full of trust, expectation and admiration.
The reason why she started hiding behind Han Yu was to facilitate her acting skills.
Feng Ziying's heart warmed up. Since he was a child, everyone thought that he was a dandy who relied on his connections, a weird person with an eccentric temper, and no one believed in his ability, no one believed that he could become a good city lord.
Including my aunt, including my favorite eunuch.
But this girl was different from others.
It's not the same as Tao Ji's people who cling to her wholeheartedly.
It was the first time he saw such a pure and kind person.
She was like a ray of light, shooting into her dark heart.
For a moment, he actually wanted to be with her forever.
Let her be a little wife, although she is not the main wife, but the little wife of the city lord is the status that only noble girls can have.
He was about to speak, but he heard Lin Xiaocha continue: "It's just that Xiaocha really misses his father, so he has to leave Dongling City."
Feng Ziying's heart skipped a beat, her illusions were shattered.
I feel uneasy about everything in my heart.
And Lin Xiaocha's eyes turned red as she spoke, looking so pitiful.
The murderous Feng Ziying was actually reluctant to use force on her.
At this time, the eunuch next to him leaned close to Feng Ziying's ear, "City Lord, take him down first."
Feng Ziying thought for a while, yes, let's leave the person behind first.
So he waved his hand.
The black-armored guards pointed at Han Yu and Lin Xiaocha with their black spears in unison.
Behind the guard, Feng Ziying's lion-sized black panther was staring at the two of them viciously with a pair of amber vertical pupils, baring its teeth and grunting.
Lin Xiaocha's face turned pale with fright.
My heart is still calm.
Because she knows that no matter who wins or loses, she will not hurt herself.
Han Yu's expression remained unchanged, he didn't even stand up, but poured tea into the cup calmly.
But seeing him splash the cup of tea forward, like slow motion, the tea in the cup turned into water droplets in the air.
And these water droplets gave off a cold air, condensed into countless ice beads, reflecting the light in the room.
The ice bullets "swish" and flew towards the rushing guards.
The moment the ice bead collided with the spearhead, the ice bead spun rapidly on the spearhead.
They were all waiting for the sharp spearhead to shatter the ice bead, only to see that the ice bead pierced through the spearhead, splitting the black iron spearhead of Dongling City, which was said to be indestructible, in half, and then split the handle in two.
But when he was about to hurt the guard, he stopped suddenly and was suspended in the air.
The unarmed guards looked at each other, at a loss.
But seeing a black shadow and lightning rushing like a cold feather.
Before Lin Xiaocha could cry out, he saw an ice wall rising out of thin air.
With a muffled sound, the black panther named Phantom Thunder God, which symbolizes Feng Ziying's prestige, stuck to the ice wall like a stupid cat jumping on the glass.
This wall of ice divides a room in two.
Feng Ziying's pupils trembled, looking at the man on the other side of the transparent ice wall who was drinking tea with a teacup and downcast eyes.
Those who are strong in the law can attract the power of heaven and earth, which is called divine attraction.
Moreover, the supernatural skill of a law cultivator at the level of transforming gods, while Shang Yuan is a sword cultivator...
"You are..." Before the word "who" came out, he was silenced and given a holding spell, so he couldn't move at all.
But Lin Xiaocha, who never read books and skipped the fighting scenes, didn't notice anything unusual at all.
I just feel that the hero really has a halo.
Of course, there is another person who is not as good as Lin Xiaocha, that is, the sycophant eunuch.
He doesn't know how to practice, and he doesn't know how powerful the person in front of him is. He just thinks that the Xuanying black panther, which the empress bestowed on Feng Ziying with eight hundred years of cultivation, is a first-class fetish.
He hid behind the stool and yelled, "Chancellor, let Phantom Thor teach them a lesson."
Feng Ziying scolded the idiot in her heart, but couldn't speak.
Han Yu behind the ice wall put down his teacup, glanced coldly behind Feng Ziying, then looked at the eunuch hiding behind the chair, and then slowly waved his slender fingers.
The phantom Thor who was hit so hard that his eyes stared at him tried his best to get up.
A pair of yellow vertical pupils were covered with bloodshot eyes, staring at Han Yu viciously, and uttered deep threatening sounds from his mouth.
With a flick of Han Yu's wide sleeve, the ice wall disappeared.
He looked at it coldly with a pair of glazed eyes.
And the black panther that was about to pounce on him suddenly turned around.
At this moment, the door of the room creaked and closed without any wind.
Feng Ziying looked at the black panther approaching her with silent steps.
It is difficult to accept a reality: his spirit beast is controlled by others!
After the spirit beast recognizes its master, it will no longer be controlled by others, and this person actually...
He didn't have time to think about it, because his black panther was approaching him step by step.
A pair of vertical pupils are full of killing intent.
Just as his soybean-like sweat was dripping down in big drops, the black panther brushed past it and walked towards the eunuch who was desperately trying to open the door to escape, but couldn't.
The black panther bowed and jumped, throwing the eunuch to the ground.
The smelly and sticky saliva from his mouth dripped on the eunuch's face.
At this moment, the eunuch was so frightened that his trousers were wet, and when he opened his mouth, the panther's saliva would flow into his own mouth.
The man in white who was standing not far away sat back on his chair and poured a cup of tea.
The black panther, which was bigger than a lion, bit off the eunuch's head in one bite.
And the black panther spat out the bitten-through head aside, and licked the flesh and blood on the severed neck with its barbed tongue.
Although Feng Ziying was used to such scenes, this time he was indeed the eunuch who brought him up.
He couldn't even tremble after being cast with a holding spell.
A voice as cold as ice sounded in his head, "For Feng Nanfei's sake, I will spare you this time."
It uses the Tianyu Mountain heart sound technique, and only the person being performed can hear it.
Feng Nanfei is the name of the current empress, how could anyone in Zhu Yunguo dare to call her by her first name
He remembered that his aunt, who was the current empress, told him that there was a person in Tianyu Mountain that he must not provoke.
That unrivaled genius who is proficient in swords, techniques, weapons, and music!
That power that even my aunt had to avoid by three points.
— Han Yu Bo Yizhi
He was undone the fixed body curse, silence technique.
But he collapsed and sat on the ground, unable to utter a single word from his throat.
The tall crown was tilted to one side, and he looked extremely embarrassed.
"Prepare the horse."
Han Yu turned around and saw Lin Xiaocha behind her, and found her face was as pale as paper.
Although Lin Xiaocha was not a good person in the standard sense, he was still a young man who grew up in a legal society, but this was the first time he saw such a bloody scene.
Coupled with the mixed smell of blood and urine in the air, it made her stomach churn.
She grabbed the chair with one hand and covered her mouth with the other, retching non-stop.
The only thing she can do now is to make herself look more pitiful.
At this moment, Han Yu realized her fear.
"Walk."
And Lin Xiaocha's whole body trembled slightly, and he nodded absent-mindedly.
But the legs seemed to have no strength, and as soon as he took a step, he staggered and fell to the ground.
Ruoliu Fufeng is nothing more than that.
Han Shen grabbed her slender arm, and under the watchful eyes of Feng Ziying's other immobile guards, he led her out to the gate.
When Lin Xiaocha passed by Feng Ziying, she had a dazed and helpless face, obviously frightened and undecided.
It's like being coerced by Han Yu to leave, it looks indescribably pitiful.
Feng Ziying's pupils trembled, feeling a dull pain in her heart.
It's like losing some treasure.
At this time, the system prompts: [Congratulations to the host, Feng Ziying, whose attack rate has reached 90%.]
When Lin Xiaocha brushed past Feng Ziying, she recently had a sense of smile.
Looking at the big Kazilan eyes in front of her, a pair of Barbie eyelashes, dripping... the little red horse, Lin Xiaocha didn't say a word.
Finally, she turned her head and looked at Han Yu, who was riding on the elegant white horse in fluttering white clothes.
"Xianjun, I don't know how to ride a horse."
Han Yu was indeed seriously injured, unable to control the sword.
But for Lin Xiaocha, riding a horse is something he couldn't wish for. Compared with Yu Jian, riding a horse can warm up the relationship between the two of them, especially riding the same horse.
It's just that the other party didn't mean to ride with him at all.
It was none other than Captain Zuo who gave them horses.
very good.
"Little tea! I'll teach you!" He said without hesitation.
"Thank you, Brother General." Lin Xiaocha seemed to see a savior.
Han Yu glanced at the two of them with a three-point coldness in his indifference.