The Cold Regent Keeps a Fox as a Consort

Xiao Xi pointed at the dumb point of Lan Guifei, and ran quickly to Nan Huajun, seeing Feng Lingran's black eyes, and the scarlet appearance of the magic, she said: "Ling Ran, you want to call me Are you worried? "

The fierceness in Feng Lingran's eyes gradually faded, and with a clatter, Nan Huajun's hand was loosened, and the back of Jun Xiuruyu's hand was filled with a shocking red mark.

Nan Huajun glanced at the back of his hand with no extra expression on his face, and didn't seem to care about this minor injury.

Nan Huajun didn't touch Feng Lingran directly this time. His finger flicked and a gold wire wrapped around Feng Lingran's wrist. Nan Huajun's finger rested on the gold wire, his eyes flashed in surprise, he looked at Feng again At a glance, Ling Ran felt that Feng Lingran was still alive, which was a miracle.

After a moment.

Nan Huajun withdrew the gold thread, took out a delicate Dan bottle from his sleeve, and gave it to Xiao Xi. He said lightly: "Although he suffered a very serious skin trauma, he repaired it deeply, and it didn't matter. You give it to him. Take a pill of this medicine and he will soon be well."

Xiao Xi opened the cork and poured out a pill. He delivered it to Feng Lingran's lips. Even if Feng Lingran was not willing, he opened his thin lips and swallowed the pill when facing Xiao Xi. Go on.

When Xiao Xi returned the Pill Bottle to Nan Huajun, he didn't accept it and let Xiao Xi keep it in case he needed it.

Xiao Xi gave Nan Huajun a deep look. In his dark eyes, he seemed to be able to see something called caring. Sometimes Xiao Xi was also confused. Why did Nan Huajun care for her so much?

A gloomy sight interrupted the warmth flowing between Nan Huajun and Xiao Xi.

Xiao Xi felt the coldness released by Feng Lingran. She put away the pill bottle, picked up a key from the waist of the dead guard on the ground, opened the black iron that locked Feng Lingran, and instinctively reached out to help him.

Feng Lingran evaded, but Xu was losing too much blood. When he evaded, his figure was a little unstable. Even so, he would not let Xiao Xi touch.

Xiao Xi's little hand stretched out stiffly, twisting her eyebrows, not letting her touch, she would not touch it.

Xiao Xi felt a little uncomfortable in her heart. Seeing that Feng Lingran picked up the bloody whip on the ground and pumped it towards the frightened blue concubine, Xiao Xi pursed her lips, and still had such great strength to draw people, it was indeed not Need her support.

The long whip rolled up Lan Guifei's waist, and rolled her up into the air. She yelled in fear, and she could only move her mouth.

When Lan Guifei's back hit the wall fiercely, her hands were rolled up one after another by a whip. With a clatter, her hands were locked on the black iron that had locked Feng Lingran.

Lan Guifei looked at Xiao Xi for help, her mouth desperately moving, as if to say to Xiao Xi: You said you would let me go, you can’t say anything, let Feng Ling let me go, beg you...

Xiao Xi blinked her eyes as if she hadn't seen it. She didn't sympathize with Blue Concubine at all. The moment this woman and the Feng tribe jointly dealt with Feng Lingran, what kind of price should they pay after failure?

Upon seeing Xiao Xi's indifferent attitude, Princess Lan realized that she was deceived and she was deceived by Xiao Xi. Her bitter eyes screamed at Xiao Xi, and he silently roared: Little bitch, if you lied to me, you would die. I curse you not to die...

Suddenly the long whip curled up on Lan Guifei's neck. She could have snapped her neck and tore her off.

Feng Lingran didn't do it. He tightened little by little. The bloodthirsty and cold black eyes looked at Lan Guifei's desperate struggle. His black eyes flashed hesitantly. What could not be called good death?

When people face death, they will have the instinct to survive, and the painful beauty of Blue Concubine is moved to Nan Huajun, and perhaps hope that Nan Huajun can save her.

But Lan Guifei didn't know Nan Huajun too much. If Nan Huajun was willing to rescue him, she wouldn't wait until she was locked by Feng Lingran on the black iron. The person whom Nan Huajun didn't want to save, the emperor came to beg him, he also Won't save.

However, there is now an accident.

It's Xiao Xi.

As long as she speaks without demand, he will do it for her.

Those who are enemies with Xiao Xi are his enemies of Southern Huajun.

Now Lan Guifei is the enemy of Nan Huajun. Isn't it a funny joke to ask Nan Huajun to save her?

The hope in Lan Guifei's eyes gradually turned into disappointment and became discouraged. At this moment, she finally saw the fact that Nan Huajun would not save her, but only watched her die in Feng Lingran's hands.

After a moment.

Feng Lingran seemed to think of how to make people die, he loosened Lan Guifei's neck and began to beat Lan Guifei with a whip. Although he thought it was troublesome, he endured the trouble and made Lan Guifei good. Try not to die.

Concubine Lan felt that she was about to suffocate and was about to die. Suddenly, there was a severe pain in her body. She screamed in pain, but there was no voice in her mouth, and her tears burst into tears.

It hurts!

This severe pain continued to come from various parts of the body, and it was almost painless. Lan Guifei wanted to die, and her delicate body could not bear the waves of whipping.

I don't know how long after that, Blue Guifei passed out in pain, was awakened by Feng Lingran with the remaining salt water, and continued to be whipped.

Xiao Xi looked at Feng Lingran thoughtfully. Does he like to use this kind of mother-in-law torture after being whipped?It doesn't need any internal force at all. It just cracks the skin of the person, knocks out, and wakes up again, which is not in line with Feng Lingran's temperament.

Xiao Xi couldn't bear the heavy blood in the torture chamber. She said: "You fight slowly, I'll wait for you outside."

The dying Lan Guifei heard this sentence, and even hated Xiao Xi, a bitch, a bitch, a bitch who must not die, I curse you must not die...

The blood in Lan Guifei's mouth was mixed with saliva, and the noble Chinese dress was torn, blood was all over her body. She blamed Xiao Xi and Feng Lingran in her heart, but she had never thought about it. The scars all over her body are thanks to her.

The so-called heaven is good reincarnation, who will bypass the sky?

The imprisonment room of the imperial palace was very remote, and the transaction between Lan Guifei and the Feng clan was secretly carried out. In order to kill Feng Lingran silently, she replaced the people in the execution room with her own. Only the two bodyguards in the prison room remained, which led to no matter whether Lan Haojie or Lan Guifei screamed.

The torture chamber was dark and wet, and when I stepped out, the sun shone a little on the face.

Xiao Xi raised his hand, covering his eyebrows, and suddenly asked, "Is Feng Lingran's body really not a big deal?"

Nan Huajun was stunned, her black eyes drooping, and she looked at the petite woman beside her, her white palms cast a shadow to cover the black and white eyes, blocking out the dazzling sunlight, her nose and pink lips bathed in the sun , Brilliant.

Her face changed, her voice changed, only the black and white eyes did not change, she gathered aura and moved.

Brother, brother...

The silver bell-like laughter seemed to sound again in Nan Huajun's mind. The girl's pear-white figure fluttered like a butterfly among the splendid cherry blossoms. The sacred petals of the blushing heart on her brow were her only mark.

Nan Huajun's eyes were a little trance, gradually blurred, and Xiao Xi's delicate face seemed to suddenly change and became the person he remembered.

With a move in his heart, Nan Huajun reached out and hugged her into his arms, muttering, "Xi'er, you know, I'm looking for you to find it hard."