Sheng Chong Concubine

Chapter 848 A moment of fascination, poisoned by her (5)
"Boy, don't try to delay the time."

After all, Yanju is an old Jianghu, but now she can see that Feng Qingyue deliberately used that painting to mess with her heart, and then delays time to wait for the rescue.

"Don't try to deceive me with a fake painting. This little girl is in my hands. If you don't care about her life, my old lady doesn't have the heart to pity her. At worst, I will drag this little girl to be buried with her."

"stop."

When Prince Rong withdrew his hand, Feng Qingli immediately yelled angrily.

"Don't touch her."

Feng Qingyue, however, sighed, "Seniors have lived for dozens of years, and younger siblings are just at the age of youth, so it seems too uneconomical for her to be buried with you." He glanced at the painting in his hand, and the cloud was calm Said: "It seems that this painting is of little value in the eyes of seniors. In this case, this junior should destroy it conveniently, so as to save seniors from being upset."

He slowly opened the picture scroll, the distance was too far, and his movements were deliberately slowed down.Qiu Mingyue can only vaguely see peonies slowly appearing, which are delicate and dazzling, and the country is beautiful and fragrant.Going down, I saw a cluster of black, which seemed to merge with the smoothness of softness and jade, and merged into such an extreme and soft black, which slowly extended to a white forehead.Then there is a pair of eyebrows, if the distant mountains are condensed, like the only perfect arc in the hills and ravines...

"stop."

The picture scroll has not been displayed halfway, but Yanju has already been attracted by the vigorous and affectionate handwriting on the other side.Her face hidden under the black veil was a little pale, and the pain in her pupils was once again condensed.Seeing that Feng Qingyue was about to tear up the painting, she hurriedly stopped.

"Give me that painting."

Feng Qingyue frowned, "Senior, don't you like this painting? Then this junior will destroy it for senior."

Most of the surrounding Imperial Forest Army had been killed or injured, and Prince Rong also joined the battle, but he spent too much energy on healing Feng Qingli just now, so he could barely deal with those obvious masters and protect Feng Qingli.And the servant in front of Feng Qingyue had already been stabbed several times, covered in blood, and seemed about to be unable to hold on.At this time, a man in black behind him saw the opportunity and raised his sword to stab him.The boy was entangled by two men in black, and Prince Rong couldn't move his hand, the sword was about to pierce Feng Qingli's back.

The little servant shouted anxiously, "Shizi——"

Feng Qingyue was not in a hurry, she even had a smile on her face.With a flick of his wrist, he suddenly turned around and spread the painting in front of the man in black.The man in black suddenly opened his eyes wide, and the sword that was half an inch away from piercing Feng Qingyue's heart stopped abruptly.He lowered his head, looked at the silver needle hidden weapon on his chest, and then fell down slowly.

Seeing the man in black fall down, Feng Qingyue immediately put away the scroll, pulled out the silver needle from the man in black's chest, and put it in his cuff.He turned around, Yan Ju just put down his hand.That silver needle was fired by her.She originally wanted to take this opportunity to snatch the painting, but Feng Qingyue's movements were too fast and her timing was just right, which made her hesitate, for fear of ruining the painting.

"Boy, don't play tricks in front of me."

Yan Ju said coldly: "If you damage that painting by half, I will peel your skin off."

Feng Qingyue still smiled faintly, "How dare the younger generation destroy what the senior loves?" He raised his hand and took a few steps forward.The man in black beside him didn't dare to do anything to him, considering the painting in his hand, and just looked at him warily.

Feng Qingli looked closely at Qiu Mingyue, thinking about how to save her.

Yan Ju looked at Feng Qingyue who was approaching step by step, and narrowed his eyes.

"Boy, what do you want to do?"

Feng Qingyue still smiled slightly, "Come to give senior a painting."

As soon as the painting fell, he suddenly raised his hand and threw the painting over.At the same time, as soon as the wind picked up, a ghostly figure approached, slapping at Yanju.Yan Ju was stretching out his hand to pick up the painting, he sensed the murderous intent, immediately alerted, freed up a hand to meet the comer.She didn't want to see someone with strong martial arts skills, but she was caught off guard and was beaten back a few steps.As soon as she retreated, Feng Qingyue was already close.Casually inserted the silver needle that was just brought out from the man in black into Yanju's arm. The one who attacked.

However, Qiu Mingyue was hardened by that palm, her throat was sweet, and a mouthful of blood was immediately sprayed on Feng Qing's face who reached out to pick her up.The scorching blood made Feng Qingyue tremble all over, she reached out to catch her without stopping, and hugged her tightly in her arms.

"Xuanxuan—"

Feng Qingli was in a hurry, and jumped over while holding on to the handle.

The warm and fragrant nephrite is in his arms again, it seems that spring flowers and spring rain have turned into spring water, passing through his hands little by little, spreading all over his limbs and bones.Her body is so soft and so elastic, a 14-year-old woman is fully developed, and with her fingers on her waist, she can feel the beauty of her perfect and smooth lines.The eyebrows and eyes are perfectly like a painting, and the fat-like skin is like the accumulation of ice and snow in the world, and it also looks like the most perfect and soft jade color.A trace of bleak blood at the corner of his mouth, like a demon peach blossom, slowly stained the white clothes on his chest until it penetrated into his skin, scalding his whole body like it was on fire.

Feng Qingyue's body froze, and then she felt a pain in her shoulder.He immediately recovered from his loss, and decisively threw the woman who had just entered his arms towards Feng Qingli.Then he turned around, and then a figure fell and pushed him aside.

"Bo Yun, back off."

It was Yu Wenyan, he casually touched several big acupuncture points on Feng Qingyue's body, restraining the toxin that was continuously spreading to the blood of the whole body after being hit by a hidden weapon on the shoulder.Then immediately flew up and attacked Yanju.

He raised his head, smiled slightly, and then seemed to lose all his strength and fell to the ground.He didn't wipe off the gradually cooling liquid on his face, but just looked at the coquettish blood on his chest that looked like a peach blossom, and he could still feel that the blood sprayed on his chest just now burned a piece of his heart, and the pain made him almost I can't hold her body steady.So that the danger is approaching without realizing it.

He looked at his hand again, as if it still retained her warmth and fragrance.So soft, and sweet...

In 18 years of life, it seems that I have never felt like that.

On the other side, Qiu Mingyue was thrown by him and fell into Feng Qingli's arms.Immediately, the two of them fell to the ground, and Feng Qingli placed her on top of him in mid-air, so that when he landed, he was hit hard by the force, which made him spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Li'er."

The reinforcements had arrived, and Prince Rong escaped from the killer's encirclement and immediately flew over.

"Sister Mingyue."

Yu Wenxi who came after him also got off his horse and helped Qiu Mingyue up from Feng Qingli's body. He watched her vomit blood again and again, but he didn't know what to do.

"Little uncle, elder sister Mingyue is seriously injured, I don't have any medicine on me, what should I do?" Her voice was trembling with anxiety.

(End of this chapter)