The Return of the Noble Abandoned Consort

Qiao Wei feels that this speculation is simply too horrified. Is it purely a person who is pure and good? I don’t think it’s possible, but if it’s not her, who can meet the same conditions?

Knowing the existence of the second bow, being close to Zhaoming without being skeptical, a pair of eyes made her feel familiar...

The combination of forests and forests, the suspicion on her body is like the bones of the bones, and can no longer be picked up.

Qiao Wei’s dagger has touched Fu Xueyan’s neck: “You are not the ambassador, but you are the biggest accomplice. I am eager to see you, and I like you very much. You are even disappointing. You won't have a good end! Look at the bones in your belly, I won't kill you today, but from now on, don't let me see you again!"

On the other side, on a spacious street, Yan Fei and the sky are fiercely fighting.

Yan Fei’s skill has improved a lot during these days. He was not the opponent of the sky. He unexpectedly caused the sky to be hit hard. Tonight, he couldn’t go anywhere. The left arm was cut by the sky. A knife, the meat can see the bones, but it is also this knife gave him the opportunity to fight with the sky.

He is good at hidden weapons, and often makes people ignore his martial arts. The sky is no exception. He thinks that Yan Fei is just a coward who can fight the distant battle with his hidden weapon. He is afraid of being the lowest dead man. It was not as good as he did not hesitate when he went down, and he did not worry that Yan Fei would have the ability to attack himself.

Sure enough, he got rid of it, and his knife was cut on the arm of Yan Fei!

What he didn't expect was that in such a severe situation, Yan Fei had almost grabbed his knife with his right hand. The blood suddenly burst out. He was shocked when he was on the road. Seriously injured, he did not think that Yan Fei could hurt himself with his left arm. He continued to attack Yan Fei’s slightly injured right hand. At this time, Yan Fei’s left hand, which had a trembling pain, suddenly took out a Dansha dagger and took a knife. I plunged into the chest of the sky.

The knife was so smashed that it was less than half an inch from the heart. Yan Fei was able to smash him to the scene with a slight shake.

Yan Fei, such a coward, actually learned to use tactics, and the result was that the sky was not expected.

There are not many accidents in Ji Mingxiu. Yan Fei may not be the strongest in martial arts, but it is definitely the most hard-working. Under the condition of knowing that it can't be beaten, he will never give up any chance.

It’s this kind of stubborn stubbornness, I don’t know how many martial arts masters are scared.

Tonight, even the sky has been shocked.

Fighting again, with the strength of the sky, may not lose, but the sky is not desperate, Yan Fei is absolutely.

Yan Fei’s desperate need to make the sky sprout a little retreat, is the risk of braving the risk of staying here, or is it a while?

The sky finally chose the latter. After the last move with Yan Fei, it was enough to fly to the eaves.

Yan Fei also intends to use the light power to fly up and was stopped by Ji Mingxiu.

Ji Mingxiu looked at the back of the sky and fled: "The poor are not chasing."

Yan Fei’s gnashing teeth: “Cheap the old grandson!”

"It's not too cheap." It's impossible for this knife to go down and not to retreat for three or five years.

Ji Mingxiu looked at Yan Fei: "How are you?"

Yan Fei never stopped bleeding on the left arm, and he didn't care: "This is a minor injury, it doesn't matter."

Ji Mingxiu gave him a bottle of gold sore medicine: "First wipe the medicine."

Yan Fei absolutely screamed, unplugged the cork, and a strong mint scent rushed out, spurring Yan Fei to sneak a sneeze: "This medicine tastes very rush!"

Ji Mingxiu said: "Chong is a rush, but the efficacy is good, is the father of Xiaowei brought from the hidden family." Ji Mingxiu is a shun, can say, do not know what to expect, look to the boundless night , frowned deeply.

Yan Fei absolutely wiped the medicine, the medicine bottle has been pasted by him all blood, he will not return to Ji Mingxiu, put the medicine bottle in his arms and said: "Go, go chase the surname Fu, put Blood Moon Bow is back."

After all, after two steps, I found that Ji Mingxiu did not keep up, could not help but look back and wondered, "What happened?"

Ji Mingxiu meditated: "You only said that the taste of the medicine is somewhat rushing."

"Well, what happened?" Yan Fei asked.

"This reminds me of one thing." Ji Ming Xiu Dao.

Yan Fei listened patiently, and things that could be discussed so seriously by him would not be trivial.

Ji Mingxiu did not say it, turned around and walked on the way to the road.

Yan Fei is always confused: "What? What? You don't chase the surname Fu?"

Ji Mingxiu rushed back to the Ji family, and met Qiao Wei, who was in the same footsteps.

Qiao Wei said: "I have something to say to you!"

Ji Mingxiu said: "Me too."

The two of them paused. For a moment, they suddenly realized that the other party and the other person they were talking about were the same thing. They did not worry about it at the moment and went to Qinglianju without stopping.

When Qinglian lived, the worry was still happening.

The guards in the yard are all there, but the aunt and Jing Yunwang are gone!

The teacher is not seen again...

Qiao Wei sneaked into the house, looking at the bed where only the brother-in-law was asleep, and the fist clenched little by little: "You are... how come you guessed it?"

In the scorpion of Ji Mingxiu, there was a meditation color: "When I was in the backyard, when Fu Xueyan took her to the palm of my hand, I happened to catch her. At that time, she had no alcohol."

She was drunk on the banquet and went to bed to sleep. If she was caught, she should be drunk.

After retreating 10,000 steps, she braced to climb up and wash, but in the middle of the night, after washing, she should go to bed and sleep, but she will wear a formal suit under the robe.

This only shows that she not only washed, but also dressed herself neatly.

The purpose of doing this is of course to steal the bow.

After she stole the **** bow, she took off her cloak, veil and gloves, and replaced Fu Xueyan. For the time being tight, she couldn’t get back to her bedclothes. At that time, they were busy dealing with Fu Xueyan, and everyone ignored this detail.

"How could this be... Why is she... Why did she do this..." Qiao Wei’s light was cold and scary, and his hands clenched into fists. For too much force, both arms were gently vibrating.

Ji Mingxiu held her hand tightly, and the dawn was as deep as a cold, without extra words, only one sentence: "I will find them."

at all costs!

......

In the black lacquered street, the lord of the lord looked around in a cold, looking around, looking at it, and dissatisfied with it: "Let you bury Laozi! I will run it for you!"

The alley of the alley smothered the wind, and the master of the Lord’s heart was stunned. He walked a little harder and walked a few steps. He saw a black shadow leaning against the wall. His face was pale and pale. He thought he had seen the ghost and was scared. Run your legs!

After running a few steps, I found that something was wrong, and I took the courage and slowly folded back.

Fu Xueyan held the wall with one hand and covered her stomach with one hand. The fierce fight didn't hurt her, but she moved her tires. She was a little uncomfortable.

Suddenly, a shadow shrouded the top of her head, and she turned her head.

"Is it you?!" The teacher was surprised. "How come you are here?"

Fu Xueyan took away the hand that was holding his stomach, gathered the cloak, straightened up, looked at him faintly, and stopped talking.

"You look so bad." The lord looked at her face and went to see her clothes. "Why are you dressed like this? You have to go out? What do you want to do in the middle of the night?"

Fu Xueyan looked at him intricately: "I am leaving."

"Where are you going?" asked the master.

Fu Xueyan wants to stop.

Da da da……

In the far corner of the street, there was a footstep that seemed to be absent.

Fu Xueyan moved his ears.

The master of the teacher grabbed her shoulder: "Why don't you talk?"

The footsteps are getting closer and closer.

Fu Xueyan’s gaze crossed the shoulders of the Master’s adult and landed in an alley outside the zhang. In the hutong, a figure was projected on the ground. She paused and regained her gaze, saying, “You turn.”

"Oh." Although I don't know what she is going to do, she can teach the Lord to obey and turn to the past.

Fu Xue looked at his back with a smog.

"What are you doing?" The teacher said, he will turn back.

"Don't look back!"

The master of the teacher swayed his head.

Fu Xueyan pinched his fingers: "You listen, I have to go home."

The master of the church glanced: "You want..."

"I said, don't look back!"

The lord of the Lord looked at the poor again with pity.

Fu Xueyan trembled: "Don't come to me, never, I will send it back."

"What to send back?" The two words she said were too small, and the Master did not hear.

Da da da……

The footsteps have already entered within 100 meters.

Fu Xueyan red eyes, a hand knife fainted him, he fell down, she was hugged into her arms.

Adar came over from the hutong.

Fu Xueyan didn't look up, but he also knew that he was the one who put the teacher into the Adar's arms. Finally, he took a look and said: "Let's go."

Adal looked at the light that flashed through her throat, and then looked at her face's indifference. For a moment, she was not allowed to see her eyes: "Fu girl..."

Fu Xueyan waved his hand faintly.

Adar snorted, he still wanted to say something, but the heavy footsteps were getting closer and closer, and the martial arts instincts told him that the other side was very strong.

Adar hesitated a bit, and eventually he still clung to the leader and turned into the night.

Eight long-knife sergeants carried silver-white steps, like the gloom of the Fu Xueyan.

Fu Xueyan squatted on one knee and saluted his hands.

Steps stopped in front of her, a wind that seemed to come from the underworld, and it was coldly blown from the street.

The gauze was opened, and a clean, jade-like hand came out of the step.

Fu Xueyan’s eyelashes trembled a little and placed his hand on the hand.

That hand held her.

A dead man came over and squatted on the ground.

Fu Xueyan raised his foot and stepped on his broad back and stepped on the steps.

In the luxurious steps, not only a woman sits, but also two sleeping children.

Fu Xueyan’s dawn was stopped.

The woman glanced at her and the red lips twitched slightly: "It’s time to go back to the night."