Lord Shura's only favorite concubine

Chapter 212 It's not that I don't know the autumn (18)

Fu Lan gave her a shallow smile, indicating that she was fine.He has long been numb after hearing this sentence too much, but he still feels very warm in his heart.

Xuanyuan Yuewu glanced at him helplessly, knowing his temperament, she didn't say anything more.Helping him to sit down on a side stone, seeing Fulan's wound on his back, Xuanyuan Yuewu simply snatched the medicine bottle from his hand and carefully bandaged the wound for him.

"Hey, this kid is very lucky. He has such a beautiful little girl by his side. Look, she even helped him bandage his wound. I really envy you, Monk." The fat monk who was forced to retreat watched Xuanyuan Yuewu bandage Fulan's wound, stood in the open space not far from them, and said to the men beside him with a smile.

"What is there for a dead person to envy? If you like this little girl, wait until we kill that kid and take her away." The middle-aged man with a hammer in both hands looked at Xuanyuan Yuewu and Fulan, Responded coldly.

As soon as the middle-aged man finished speaking, a beam of sword light flew towards him.The domineering sword light carried a piercing chill, and when it covered him, it made him unable to move.The fat monk closest to him couldn't help but change his face when he saw this, and swung the long sword in his hand towards the sword light, and hurriedly pulled the middle-aged man aside with his other hand.

Although the two of them escaped the sword light, they were shocked by the sword energy and flew out directly, and fell hard on the open space not far away. Squirted out.

"Sometimes, the dead are also the quietest." Jiang Ting Xuejian had retracted her scabbard, Xuanyuan Yuewu leaned over and continued to bandage Fulan's wound.After a long while, after the wound on Fulan's body had been bandaged, Xuanyuan Yuewu slowly raised her head, looked at the two people who were supported by someone opposite, with pale faces, and said coldly.

The fat monk and the middle-aged man could not help being surprised when they met Xuanyuan Yuewu's cold eyes.The aura emanating from this woman is too cold, it makes people feel like they are in an ice cellar, and their internal energy seems to be frozen and sealed in an instant.
The sword just now also carried a piercing chill, which is definitely not something that ordinary weapons can swing.Who is this woman?

Feng Qingchen looked at the scene just now with great interest, his eyes turned around Xuanyuan Yuewu, and then his eyes fell on the long sword beside her.

The silver-white scabbard glowed softly under the sunlight, and her movements were so fast just now that ordinary people could hardly see her drawing the sword.But when the sword was swung out, Feng Qingchen clearly saw the white sword body that was as white as winter snow and as bright as stars.

There is only one weapon in this world that can have such power, and that is the Tingxue Sword.

"Master, do you want to take them down?" The woman standing behind Feng Qingchen looked at Xuanyuan Yuewu who was standing beside Fulan opposite, her cold tone was like the cold snow in winter, chilling to the marrow.

"This woman is very interesting." Putting away the jade fan in her hand, the smile on Feng Qingchen's handsome face deepened a bit, and the gaze she looked at Xuanyuan Yuewu also became somewhat unpredictable.

Liu Mei, the woman behind him, frowned slightly. Although she had doubts in her heart, she knew Feng Qingchen's character and what he thought in his heart, and he never liked others to guess at will.Containing the murderous aura on his body, he continued to stand quietly behind Feng Qingchen with the man beside him, looking at the woman with a calm face opposite him, he felt a little more thoughtful in his heart.

(End of this chapter)