MTL - Peerless-Chapter 116

Pretend to look too much, but I don't look like it. Cui didn't think about it.

If time can go backwards, he may be before entering Tiannan Mountain. He tells Feng Xiao that everything is too late, and it is advisable to stop. Yuxiu and Yuan Sansi may not see it, but I don't underestimate Fan Yun.

But there is no such thing in the world, and he did not expect Feng Xiao to do so, and sold him without a word, just to win the trust of the 13th floor of Yunhai.

However, this is indeed very similar to Feng Xiao's behavioral style.

If it weren't for this place, it was He who had been pitted, and Cui did not go and would cry out for Feng Xiao's plan.

Right now is a dead end.

If Feng Xiao didn't give up his cruel hands, I could not win the trust of Yuxiu.

If Feng Xiao is ruthless—sacrifice, but also an opponent who is also an enemy and friend, why not do it?

Either don't do it, I won't do it.

Cui didn't look at the other party step by step, and then knelt down and half-kneeed, his eyes were facing each other.

Feng Xiao Junmei's face was completely expressionless, and the gloom in the eyes was gone, and the moment was fleeting, indifferent and indifferent.

At the time of life and death, Cui Cui didn't go but was a bit distracted.

He thought, what would he do instead of himself?

If you don't enter the tiger's hole, you won the tiger. If you have the same opportunity, you may make Feng Xiao's choice.

For a moment, Cui didn't laugh secretly.

Will think about this problem, indicating that his heart has been disturbed.

Because Cui did not always make a ruthless decision, even he could calculate it, and there was no such assumption.

"Have you thought about your ending?" He suddenly heard Feng Xiao asked.

Cui did not tilt his head slightly and thought seriously: "I used to think that I would die in Cui's house, but there was n’t. After several times of danger, I thought I would die, and I did n’t. Later in Turk, I thought I would die In Yu Xiu's hands, in the end, you rushed over. "

Feng Xiao's smile didn't reach his eyes: "Then you're lucky."

Cui did not nod his head: "I also think-"

The words did not fall, Feng Xiao's hand was forwarded.

Cui didn't just go to feel that a foreign body had been inserted in his chest, and the painful pain came out, spreading to all limbs.

He lowered his head, saw the dagger in his chest, which had been fully submerged, and saw the blood pouring from the wound, and soon dyed the front lapel.

It hurts, it hurts.

He frowned, as if to remember when he felt the last time.

It seemed that the year when he left Cui's house, his wheezing and heart attack occurred at the same time, and he encountered heavy rain. He curled up under the eaves, but couldn't cover the rain from the wind, split his head and covered his clothes. His head was dull, and he almost thought he was going to die.

Also last time, in the Western Turkic camp, he used Nai Hexiang to calculate Yu Xiu, and also caused himself to suffer from Nai He Xiang, which caused old diseases. His neck was strangled by Yu Xiu, and the sky was shaking, even breathing hard.

But it didn't hurt that much now.

Is it poisonous on the dagger?

He subconsciously wanted to take a deep breath, but the wounds were more and more involved, the pain was trembling, his face was a little more white than the snow-white gauze worn by the two beautiful nieces.

The uneven thickness of gasp was mixed with blood from the corner of the mouth, but there was no moaning.

Feng Xiao thought he could hear the sneer and ridicule of the other person, and cursed viciously.

But nothing.

He only saw that Cui Buqu ’s thin lips trembled slightly and uttered a word almost silently: "Last time you saved my life, this time I will pay you back."

Feng Xiao's hand shook slightly.

He still held the handle, this action immediately made the other person's pain deeper, the thick blood water slid down the corner of the mouth to the tip of the chin, and another drop was spread on the collar.

The change in a short moment made everyone stay for a moment.

Yuan Sansi showed incredible surprise, and even Yuxiu thought Feng Xiao was crazy.

Even if Cui doesn't go, he can't kill him even if he doesn't surrender. He just wants to torture the other side, but Feng Xiao is even more fierce. He will kill the other side directly.

"stop!"

Fan Yun shouted and pushed to Feng Xiao.

The latter did not shy away, letting Fan Yun push back two steps.

Fan Yun stepped forward to observe Cui's injury, and he shot like a wind, and clicked several points on the other side, and then he was immediately sent gauze and gold sore medicine.

Feng Xiao's hand was absolutely fierce. The entire dagger was completely submerged in Cui Bugo's body, leaving no room for it. It was Yuxiu, and he couldn't say anything about his fraud.

"Feng Gongzi is too reckless!" Fan Yun said, "Even if he is not willing to surrender now, it is still useful to keep it."

He carefully pulled out the dagger that Cui could not remove from his chest. When the blade was pulled out, another blood poured out. Cui did not lean on the stone and remained motionless. No matter what he did, he was in a semi-coma.

Feng Xiao said coldly: "I said it, with him, without me. With the Xiejian Mansion in hand, I can't see any use of leaving Zuoyueshi, wait for him to report and tell me to the court?"

Fan Yun said angrily: "If he dies, he will ruin many of our arrangements!"

Feng Xiao smiled rather than smiled: "I did not expect that Mr. Fan still valued him so much. It is indeed a proud disciple of the past. After all, there is a certain affection, but you have brought people here, and you are so nervous, don't think Is it hypocritical? "

Fan Yun Shen said: "Now everyone in Zuo Yue Bureau doesn't know that he is trapped here. We just use him to draw the Zuo Yue Bureau and wipe it out. Also, the landlord said to Cui that he would not cherish him. On his side, how can I tell the landlord if he misses something? "

Feng Xiao was embarrassed, and she didn't care: "This is Mr. Fan's own business."

He stopped looking at anyone and turned away.

Yuan San thought that he was hiding in the darkness, and then whispered: "This man is ruthless and ruthless. He told his former colleague that if he killed, he would kill, only to raise a tiger."

Yuxiu sneered: "He helped me out. If Mr. Fan didn't let me, I would have wanted to kill Cui!"

Fan Yun did not take the pulse for Cui, and sighed after a while: "I will send him back first, because of his current injury, I am afraid that he will not be able to get up in one and a half. I will definitely not be able to see the landlord. Seal, ask the landlord to make a decision. If something happens, we will discuss it again. "

After all, he picked up Cui without going horizontally, and hurried away.

Feng Xiao's knife was half unrelenting, and Cui did not bleed a lot of blood. If there was no pulse, his life was really alive.

In order to save him, Fan Yun had to spend his energy to protect his heart and renew his life. For two hours, he was more tired than the master of martial arts. Finally, Cui didn't go back to his heart and got better.

But Fan Yun was also tired and pale, his legs were floating, and he had to account for the attendant to take care of him. Then he went back to the house to meditate and recovered his vitality.

The waitress who waited for Cui not to go was one of the waitresses who had previously brought the wine.

She wrung out the soaked cotton cloth and wiped the blood on her face a little for Choi.

As for the body, the other side was hurt too much, and Fan Yun strictly couldn't move. The maid could only remove the wounds of the wounded, leaving only the single clothes, still half dry with blood stains, shocking.

The maid's movements should be as gentle as possible, for fear of shocking the other party, causing a new round of pain.

But Cui did not hurt too much. From start to finish, his eyes remained open, lying quietly, like a corpse.

...

The cave was originally placed in the cave, but after the treasure was found, Yuan Sansi transformed it into one of the strongholds in the north on the thirteenth floor. The place is spacious and hidden, and the institutions are undercover. The inner room is connected end to end. Compared with the big and powerful households outside, there is no drop in the wind, and the luxury inside is even better.

However, for a person who is very fussy, such as Feng Xiao, who is constantly mingling in the rich and noble heap, no matter how proud and luxurious the furnishings are, he can still change his face and enjoy as usual.

After leaving the **** interior room, he returned to his room. The familiar warm incense greeted him, covering the remaining blood in the nose, especially when there was a half-naked beauty on the bed. Add a touch of amorous feelings, spring is boundless.

The thin quilt covered the beauty's chest, exposing a round and high half-peak, a pair of long legs exposed from underneath, ice muscle jade bone, creamy and creamy warm jade, when the beauty was half closed under the warm light of the night pearl, When she smiled at Feng Xiao, she was afraid that even the stars outside would be overshadowed.

"You're back," the beauty said lazily, in just four words, it was so crisp that it was like a little paw gently scratching on the listener's ear.

In this case, it can still be indifferent and can hardly be called a man.

"Why are you in my bed?" Feng Xiao's ring arm didn't move, and her unhappy eyes looked up and down as if looking at a stone statue.

Seeing him like this, Feng Xiaoli almost laughed out: "I suspect that the men on the 13th floor of Yunhai are not men, including you, who can be my jade body without reaction, is already the fourth It's all up! "

Feng Xiao raised an eyebrow: "Who are the other three good guys? Please introduce me."

Feng Xiaoqing was humming, rolled up on the bed with a quilt, and wrapped the thin quilt on his body as clothes. People also sat up and began to index hands: "You, the landlord, Mr. Fan, Yuxiu. Mr. Fan is very conscious Jian, no need to mention, there is someone in Yuxiu's heart, seeing me as dead, I do not want to provoke him, you, why are you not indifferent? This should not be. "

She settled down, dragged the quilt around, and made a circle around Fengxiao, suddenly reaching out to catch him from behind, but accidentally emptied her, stepping on the quilt under her feet, and the whole person fell directly to the ground.

Feng Xiaoli: ...

"Feng, Xiao!" She was furious.

"What about Yuan Sansi? Isn't he boring to you?" Feng Xiao chuckled, bent over and hugged her horizontally, and then threw it on the bed at will.

Feng Xiaoli glanced at him, coquettish and naive, harmonious.

"Don't I be the one who refuses to come, Yuan San thinks about that kind of person, I don't want to!"

"It's really a stunner!" Feng Xiao covered her, then slowly lowered her head. "Have you seen the landlord?"

Feng Xiaoli confided himself that Fenghua was peerless and had read thousands of sails, but when Feng Xiao's breath was approaching, he was slightly confused.

"I've seen it. Ah, you lightly--"

Suddenly her voice turned high, and her breath was long.

The man standing outside could not help cursing a bitch, and finally turned away.

On the bed, Feng Xiaoli blinked.

"Why are you pinching my waist?"

Feng Xiao: "Why do you cooperate?"

Feng Xiaoli smiled: "Isn't it a face-saving thing to be with the deputy landlord once? I bet someone who just eavesdropped outside the door must be thinking twice."

Feng Xiao said softly, "He eats my vinegar?"

Feng Xiaoli giggled: "No, he doesn't believe you."

Feng Xiao: "You can hear the sound of his footsteps, this skill is also okay, and the position should not be behind Duan Qiyu and Yuheng."

Feng Xiaoli stretched his back: "Although I got the name of Mr. Thirteen, I just relied on my famous name and a few double-repair secrets. How could you masters and masters really deserve me? Fenglang, although you see Seems like me, but my heart is not here, shouldn't I-- "

Feng Xiao's hands hiding behind her back slowly tightened.

Feng Xiaoli: "Isn't it like Yuxiu, is there someone in my heart?"

Feng Xiao seemed to be true and false: "Do you guess?"

Feng Xiaoli grabbed his neck: "I guess, the mortals of the world should not be in your eyes. You only like yourself."

Feng Xiao laughed: "I really like you now. What kind of person is the landlord?"

Feng Xiaoli said, "Why are you so interested in the landlord?"

Feng Xiao: "Did he build such a huge organization with his own strength and collect so many high gestures, isn't it worth my curiosity? As a new deputy landlord, I have never seen the landlord. This is unavoidable, and it's justified . "

Feng Xiaoli laughed: "Don't worry, tomorrow will be Qixi Festival. I heard that the landlord will also come. By then, there will be a gathering in the thirteenth floor."

Feng Xiao's eyes flickered: "Lin Yong and Ning She and I, will they both come?"

Feng Xiaoli: "Naturally, don't you think they really went to Donghae-gun, this is the real meeting place."

Feng Xiao: "So, on the 13th floor of Yunhai, there are still Mr. Nine and Mr. Ten, who are they?"

Feng Xiaoli smiled: "You are so anxious, it is easy for me to misunderstand. You are deliberately surrendering to spy on intelligence."

Feng Xiao laughed: "If I said, I came for you, do you believe it?"

Feng Xiaoli blinked, looking at the other person's kissed face, and was about to speak. Suddenly her face changed. She was as light as a flying swallow, swept out of Feng Xiao, and the black sheet was broken into pieces in the air. Regardless, flew towards the door.

"save--"

However, Feng Xiao's speed was faster than she imagined, and before she shouted, her throat had a blood stain.

Feng Xiaoli opened her beautiful eyes wide and stared at Feng Xiao, seemingly did not expect that she died in such a funny and casual way.

"You are very clever. I only wanted to stun you, but unfortunately you found it." Feng Xiao regretted that when he pulled back his hand, there was an extra blood-stained string.

If Cui Yong knew that his beloved Yu Yinqin had been struck by Feng Xiao to kill him, he probably wouldn't need Cui not to move, he could be mad by just kicking his legs.

"The trouble is a bit big," Feng Xiao muttered to himself, still holding an arm of a peerless beauty in his hand.

...

Cui didn't linger in the sky for a long time, and his body sank until someone dragged him and pulled him up a little from the abyss.

The man had great strength and couldn't resist, he couldn't be dragged back to the ground by himself, so the pain came, accompanied by the tide-like memories.

He wanted to cough, but he couldn't cough, and Cui didn't go through it. Even at one moment, he thought that he was still nine years old and had no choice.

Can't die.

He cannot die.

He wants to live.

Must live.

Mouth opened with a cool, slippery throat. The burning throat was slightly better, but the chest was more painful.

As if to hear someone whispering, the person holding his weak finger was as light as holding a feather, gentle as a treasure, for fear of breaking it.

He did not go halfway in life, and was destined to kill all six relatives and be cold-hearted.

It really is a dream.

He sighed silently and fell into a coma again.

The author has something to say:

The word count is too high, the update is late, good night goodies, everyone's nutrition solution and overlord ticket.

Feng Er's shot must be that he would never die, and it will be announced tomorrow night. Finally, no suspense is left.