The roads outside the city are very open.

Feng Geyin resisted the urge to turn around and walked out with difficulty with his legs.

He doesn't want to leave.

He must leave.

This is his destiny.

Feng Geyin's eyes were dull and she walked out of the city gate and left Chu Yue's sight. She stumbled forward regardless of the people around her.

He was scared.

I am afraid that one day, Chu Yue will know his father's cruelty towards Mu Qinghuang and will not look at him again.

Today's sunshine is particularly warm and dazzling.

But Feng Seyin was as cold as water. He walked to a towering tree, sat down, leaned against the tree decadently, took out the apple, wiped it casually, and took a bite.

Perhaps because of my depressed mood, today's apples are not as sweet as before.

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If one day in the future, he cannot control the power of the wolf king, he will lose his qualifications and become a dirty thing that is neither human nor ghost.

In this world, human warriors have their own principles in their hearts. Only those who fall into evil ways and have bad intentions will want the bloodline of other races.

Not delicious.

Feng Geyin bit his back a few times, leaned against the tree, raised his head and closed his eyes, and two lines of blood and tears immediately flowed down his face.

He looked towards the city gate and could not see her, but he seemed to be able to see the red dress raised in the wind and the woman's arrogance.

It seemed that when I thought that everyone loved red clothes with her, they looked like the love costumes mentioned in the market, and suddenly they laughed like a child.

Things like that are not tolerated.

The wind whispered and bit the apple weakly, and the smell was chewing wax, and swallowed numbly.

Chu Yue looked at the direction where Feng Zeyin left, and for some reason, her mood became much heavier.

Fengwu City, since it has something to do with her mother’s blood account back then, she can start investigating from here.

...

City gate.

There were many things involved in that year.

Only when she becomes the Lord of the Temple of the God of War can she start the investigation completely.

She didn't ask Feng Sei Yin more, because since Feng Sei Yin would be implanted in the tracking treasure, she was afraid that there would be other evil things.

The more you ask, the more you will lose.

If you are not careful, you will kill the people around you and let the tragedy happen again!

Ye Mohan lowered his eyes and saw Chu Yue looking out of the city gate, his purple eyes slightly sunk.

otherwise.

It will only cause trouble.

Chu Yue's eyes flashed, and she was extremely uncomfortable, and she frowned slightly: "Pillow--"

"Yeah, I'm here."

His young wife needs to be protected by others, which only shows his incompetence. Ye Mohan gently held Chu Yue's hand like a treasure, pondered for a while, picked up the woman horizontally, and walked all the way into the city.

Ye Mohan noticed the woman's well-being and couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips.

On the back, Tu Weiwei shook goosebumps that were caused by the sensuality.

The man's voice is magnetic and falls into his ears, like the bass of the night, which is particularly nice.

Chu Yue opened her mouth and gave up, staying in the man's arms without moving, just pretending to be a vacation for herself and being pretentious.

"Old Bai."

The sword magic guardian said, "We go to the southern suburbs to deal with the post-disaster reconstruction matter, and rush back before the dragon-slaying banquet. You and the imperial master follow His Highness. By the way, when you see the old blood, please tell him not to forget his appearance. He is the guardian of the holy realm, not Mu Fengming's male favorite. What's the matter with Mu Fengming's side all day long."

Xiao Li curled his lips, feeling a little sour.

She has never hugged Sister Xiaoyue like this.

On the way back to Mu Mansion, the protector Bai asked happily.

"What do you think about Feng Qingcheng in Fenglin City?" The imperial teacher answered the question irrelevantly.

The White Protector stroked his beard and smiled. He saw through it and didn't say that the Blade Sword Maniac was actually jealous of the Blood Protector's paid leave.

"Teacher Emperor, how about our Mrs. Ye?"

Feng Qingcheng is the daughter of Feng Lincheng, who is loved by thousands of people.

He stopped and looked straight into the emperor's eyes: "That Feng Qingcheng is less than one ten thousandth of the far behind our territory."

When the Dharma protector Bai knew this answer, he knew it and put away his laughter and turned his face.

"You prefer Ye Chuyue." The emperor said neither salty nor lightly, and was particularly alienated.

"The Emperor's Master——"
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