Wild Phoenix Playing Dragon: Chongxi Little Silly Concubine

Zhang Shaoliang handed Yuwen Haoyu's exposed hand to her grasping hand, Luo Ling muttered something again, then grabbed Yuwen Haoyu's hand, stopped moving, and gradually fell asleep...

Standing by the bed for a while, finally, looking away from the two sleeping defenseless guys, Zhang Shaoliang turned and walked out.

"All asleep?"

Seeing him coming out, the black panther asked, Zhang Shaoliang nodded and did not speak.

"What's wrong with you?" Black Panther leaned over, even though he was not good at observing words and expressions, but Zhang Shaoliang was used to being unruly, and he suddenly had a cold face, he felt quite surprised, but then, he was not calm: " Is it because the emperor can't wake up? Or..."

"No, your Majesty is very good, he is so blessed, he won't be so casual and hopeless." Zhang Shaoliang snorted.

Although Zhang Shaoliang felt that the black panther was noisy, he was a pure-hearted person, and it was not bad to talk in this quiet night.

"Oh, that's good." Hei Bao immediately breathed a sigh of relief, but before he could ask any more, Zhang Shaoliang suddenly grabbed him by the shoulder and hid in the dark.

"what happened?"

Black Panther asked him in surprise.

"Shh...someone." Zhang Shaoliang frowned slightly and said in a deep voice.

Although the movement was extremely small, he was extremely sensitive to the sound of his toes gliding over the rubble rhythmically for a person like Zhang Shaoliang who had excellent lightness skills.

Zhang Shaoliang closed his eyes, and followed the movement to determine the direction of the comer.

"Lian'er..."

He suddenly opened his eyes, got up and quickly walked to the side hall where Lian'er was resting, followed closely by the black panther.

"What are you doing next, keep an eye on your emperor, in case there is some trick to turn the tiger away from the mountain, go!" Zhang Shaoliang turned around, pushed him back, and said.

Black Panther thought about it, that's right. Fortunately, he reminded him, then quickly turned around and strode back. Zhang Shaoliang shook his head, and then rushed to the side hall.

Although Lian'er slept for a long time, he tossed and turned on the bed and couldn't fall asleep. When he turned over again, he almost jumped up in shock.

"Mu...Brother Mu..."

"Lian'er, I'm here to save you, the sect master is coming this way, let's go quickly." Mu Feng stepped forward, just about to pull Lian'er off the bed, but Lian'er shook his head quickly.

"What's wrong?" Mu Feng frowned and looked at him.

"I'm sorry, Brother Mu, I won't leave. I promised the sect master that I will wait until tomorrow. I..."

Lian'er lowered her head slightly and said in a low voice.

"Do you believe him?" Mu Feng looked down at Lian'er and asked. Lian'er didn't look up, but hesitated for a while, then nodded.

"If the emperor knows that you are the son of a sinner, a fugitive, and wants to assassinate him, do you think he will let you go?"

It was rare for Mu Feng to be so serious, but Lian'er shook his head again.

"I just want to hear the emperor's explanation. If what happened back then was not done by him, I have no complaints about how he wants to deal with me now. If what happened back then was indeed instigated by him, even if we die together, I will..."

"You nonsense! I rescued you back then so that you could die with him? Even if you want to take revenge, you still need to think long-term. Come back with me!"

As Mu Feng said, he stretched out his hand to pull him...

"Lian'er is willing to take a gamble, why do you force it?"