Evil Zun absolutely favors the evil wife

Chapter 74
At this moment, Hu Xiaoman's attention is all on a certain man in red, and that person is also looking back into Hu Xiaoman's eyes, everything is silent for a moment, it seems that there is something that others don't understand between the two of them. flow in the eyes.

In the end, Hu Xiaoman walked up to Fufeng and stood still, just looking at Fufeng quietly as if no one else was there, without speaking.

Fufeng stretched out his hand to caress that familiar face, Fufeng's somewhat pale face was slightly moved, the corners of his mouth were pulled slightly, it could be seen how happy he was when he saw Hu Xiaoman.

Fufeng looked at Hu Xiaoman's current attire, and said with a light smile, "Sure enough, if you change out of the red clothes, no one in this world will recognize you."

"Then what about this?" Hu Xiaoman looked at Fu Feng with winking eyes and smiled, stretched out his hand and pulled the goose-yellow coat on his body vigorously, and threw it into the sky, waiting for everyone's eyes to turn away from the goose-yellow coat. When the shirt turned back to Hu Xiaoman's body again, he found that Hu Xiaoman's body was a beautifully made red dress with delicate patterns.

"My wife is so pretty." Fu Feng praised Hu Xiaoman with very simple words.

"Pfft." Hu Xiaoman smirked disrespectfully: "You praise me for being beautiful, do you dare to use such words as peerless elegance and beauty like a banishing immortal?"

"Pfft, do you dare to be humble?" The Six-tailed Thunder Beast who was listening to the conversation between Fufeng and Hu Xiaoman couldn't help but have black lines all over his head. It's really good to say such a thing in such a serious place and a place full of murderous looks. ?
Fufeng didn't feel embarrassed because of Hu Xiaoman, but listening to Hu Xiaoman's familiar teasing warmed his heart. Some things don't need to be expressed specifically, but people can feel them.

Fufeng finished laughing unconsciously, looking at Hu Xiaoman with a certain nostalgia in his eyes, only Fufeng knew that the moment Hu Xiaoman appeared, he felt the satisfaction he had never had before, at least, Hu Xiaoman did not give up yourself, leave yourself.She showed up when she was at her worst.

The atmosphere here between Hu Xiaoman and Fufeng is so good that it is possible to make pink bubbles, but some people just poke the bubbles with envy and hatred.

"Have you said enough is enough, is another one coming to die?" The one who spoke was still the junior of Chunyu's family, still so domineering, with the appearance of a spoiled young master.

This voice that forcibly interrupted the relationship between Hu Xiaoman and Fufeng made Fufeng and Hu Xiaoman frown, and at the same time shot a cold knife at the junior of Chunyu's family, and the latter swallowed subconsciously. Take a sip.

Hu Xiaoman held the closed Seven Killing Fan in his hand, and with a wave of his hand, two chairs not far away followed the trajectory of her hand in the air, and landed steadily in front of her.

Hu Xiaoman held Fufeng's hand with one hand, and put the other hand on Fufeng's injured wound, and injected some true energy into Fufeng's body to temporarily stop the bleeding from the wound.

"Wait a little longer, after I wash Fengling Terrace with blood, we will leave." Hu Xiaoman supported Fufeng and sat on the chair, stretched out his hand to stroke his somewhat messy black hair, and said with a smile as if promising.

Fufeng couldn't help but tighten Hu Xiaoman's hand. He was blindfolded by hatred when he entered Fengling Terrace by himself. Until Hu Xiaoman was injured every bit.

"Fufeng, you have to trust me." As if he could see the worry in Fufeng's eyes, Hu Xiaoman leaned on the chair handle with one hand, leaned his body on Fufeng, and said close to his ear: "It's done, We want to stand on the top of the world together, don't doubt my ability, I won't hold you back."

Fufeng's dazzling purple eyes flickered, thinking in his heart, idiot, why would I worry about you holding me back?How I wish I could be strong enough to protect you from any injury, instead of letting you take risks for me like now.

Now there is only one thought in Fufeng's mind, he needs to be stronger to protect the people he cares about.

Seeing Fufeng's purple eyes darken, Hu Xiaoman said to himself: "Purple, a noble and mysterious color, a slightly melancholy color, a color that people can't bear to forget, purple is the color of the king. You have purple eyes, this is the color of the king. It's a gift from God, and he also thinks that you should be a natural king, don't be unhappy about your purple eyes anymore, and don't have to be angry with those short-sighted people, attribute everything you haven't seen to monsters, it's their too Stupid."

Hu Xiaoman would say such a thing because Zimou is the source of all Fufeng's pain, but Zimou will follow Fufeng for the rest of his life. In this case, Hu Xiaoman still hopes that Fufeng can live happily, and she doesn't want Zimou to be happy. Become the shadow of Fufeng for a lifetime.

Fufeng's body froze, and he looked at Hu Xiaoman intently, this was the second time that Hu Xiaoman told himself that the purple eyes were bestowed on him by heaven, and it was his welfare.Among the countless disgusting voices in the past, Hu Xiaoman's remarks undoubtedly caused countless ripples in Fufeng's heart. His Xiaoman is someone who will always be by his side no matter what happens!

Hu Xiaoman let go of Fufeng, got up from Fufeng's body, looked at Lingfeng next to him, patted Lingfeng on the shoulder with a smile on his lips and said, "Well, I didn't kill you back then, so I said stay Your life is still useful, I really predict things like a god! Haha!"

Thinking of what happened in Xuanling Valley, the corners of Ling Feng's mouth twitched involuntarily. Visually, Hu Xiaoman really didn't know how to write modesty!

"Well, you did a good job today, let's work harder next time!" Hu Xiaoman nodded in satisfaction.

"..." What is this to encourage him to do?Ling Feng was slightly embarrassed.

"By the way, are you seriously injured? Can you still stand?" Hu Xiaoman suddenly asked with concern.

"It's okay, I can still stand." Ling Feng nodded, this is the time for a tough guy, how can he be weak?

"Well, very good, since you can stand, I will make this chair myself, so as not to move it over and waste it." Hu Xiaoman's thinking jumped quickly, and his focus shifted from Ling Feng's body all at once. to the chair.

"..." Only then did Ling Feng realize that Hu Xiaoman was so concerned about whether her injuries were serious because she wanted to sit on a chair.Do you dare to deepen the connection between them?

Ling Feng felt that his original injury was not very serious, but when Hu Xiaoman's two words got mixed up, he suddenly felt like he was rushing to vomit three liters of blood.

For what happened on Hu Xiaoman's side, everyone present was dumbfounded, and even the four unicorns who had seen too many storms outside could feel a deep pain in their eggs!

And Hu Xiaoman didn't take these things to heart at all. Gu Zi sat down, leaned lazily on the back of the chair, raised his feet to rest on the back of the six-tailed Thunder Beast lying on the ground, and supported it with one hand. Chin, shaking the Seven Killing Fan leisurely with one hand, with a look of disdain for the four great families.

(End of this chapter)