sheep hunt

After hearing a few cries of pain, Han Ziling spun around and fell into a firm embrace.

His body was almost soft into a ball of mud, scorching hot, his clothes were disheveled, his face was flushed, he leaned weakly in the arms of the other party and had some difficulty breathing.

The man hugging Han Ziling was extremely handsome, dressed in a black outfit, his black hair was simply tied up by a headband of the same color, and the cloak was slanted down, his previously stern face now had a shocking expression. of rage and violence.

There was a strong murderous look in his black eyes, and he didn't even look at the four people who were kicked away by him, but just stared at Huang Feiyan, and said coldly: "Huang Feiyan, you are too much!" gone."

If Han Ziling hadn't stopped him, he would have killed Huang Feiyan long ago. How could he have humiliated Han Ziling like this.

It would not be a pity for him to die ten thousand times.

Huang Feiyan's complexion was extremely ugly, he really didn't expect that the other party would be able to hide the truth from several masters in the Prince Regent's Mansion, and come to his pavilion as effortlessly as if they had crossed no one's land.

If the other party intended to kill him, he would have died long ago.

The familiar voice brought back Han Ziling's sanity, and he raised his head from the man's arms, his watery eyes were full of innocence and surprise, and he whispered softly: "It's you, Feng Yang."

The person who came was Han Ziling's junior brother, Feng Yang.

Han Ziling's rare charming look made Feng Yang's throat roll, and his breathing was involuntarily suffocated, and his hands holding Han Ziling were constantly tightening.

He took a deep breath to suppress the turmoil in his heart, and said in a slow tone to Han Ziling: "Brother, I'll take you back."

Han Ziling narrowed his misty eyes in confusion, his handsome face was full of doubts: "Go back... yes, yes, Feng Yang, why are you here?"

After asking the question, Han Ziling stiffened involuntarily when he was hugged by Feng Yang.

day!

This is the Palace of the Regent, Feng Yang is in the Palace of the Prince Regent...

In other words, Feng Yang saw all the humiliation he suffered just now, and his embarrassment...

This…

This makes him how to face Feng Yang in the future, how to face this young man who is dependent on him for life? ? ?

wrong!

Now, this doesn't matter, what matters is that although Feng Yang is usually indifferent to others, he cares for him very much, and his martial arts are extremely high. If he really saw the scene just now, he would definitely kill Huang Feiyan fate.

Although Huang Feiyan's actions made his death not a pity, but Huang Feiyan can't die now.

At least, before he got that item, Huang Feiyan couldn't die.

Sure enough, as Han Ziling guessed, Huang Feiyan's excessive behavior today aroused Feng Yang's killing intent again, making Feng Yang unbearably angry, and Feng Yang also made up his mind to kill him.

However, just as Feng Yang's hand moved, Han Ziling hugged him with difficulty: "No, Feng Yang, don't do that."

After their master passed away, the only person in the world who could shake Feng Yang's mind was Han Ziling.

He just said that one sentence, and all of Feng Yang's killing intentions were disintegrated.

But Huang Feiyan didn't appreciate it, and at some point, her beautiful face had returned to her usual lazy and evil smile, and said rather recklessly: "I never thought I would treat uncle like that, and uncle is still reluctant to let me die...Look Come on, Uncle is really obsessed with me...or my body..."

"you…"

Han Ziling trembled angrily, and grabbed the clothes on Feng Yang's chest:

"Feng Yang, ignore him and take me out of here."

He was afraid that if he stayed here any longer, he would be pissed off by Huang Feiyan.

Feng Yang's eyes were reddened by Huang Feiyan's words, and veins popped out on his forehead: "No, we must not let him go so easily today..."

Although Huang Feiyan knew that she was not Feng Yang's opponent, she was very calm.

He slowly stood up from the imperial concubine chair, straightened his clothes, and said to Feng Yang casually: "Your good senior brother has been smelling Soul Eater for a long time, you hurt those few just now, and now no one cares for him." Putting out the fire, if you delay like this, there is no guarantee that you won't stifle him."

Huang Feiyan was sure that Feng Yang attached great importance to Han Ziling.

If Feng Yang had to choose between trying to teach him a lesson and going back to help Han Ziling solve the problem, Feng Yang would definitely choose to take Han Ziling back to solve the problem.

Sure enough, not long after his words fell, Feng Yang, who had reacted, yelled angrily, and flew away with Han Ziling in his arms, but before leaving, he did not forget to warn Huang Feiyan: "Huang Feiyan, wait for me!" Then, I will definitely come to you to settle today's account."

...

Huang Feiyan looked at the figure of Feng Yang carrying Han Ziling away along the red veil flying in the room, his face darkened in an instant, and he angrily pushed down the round mahogany table beside him.

After pushing down the table, he turned his head, his blood-red eyes were filled with disgust and haze, looking at the four people who had just been kicked away by Feng Yang, and they were lying on the ground in disarray, and said in a cold and cruel voice: "Come on, I cut off their limbs, tongues, and fed them to the dogs..."