My ugly concubine is super cute

Chapter 352.

Seeing Feng Qiye's instantly sinking smile, the masked man felt a little regretful. Feng Qiye is undoubtedly the most unique among so many women he has seen. Her uniqueness emanates from every movement, every sentence, and even , with every breath.

The masked man laughed even harder, and sighed leisurely in his heart, not knowing whether it was because of Feng Qiye or himself.

Except for the two guards driving the carriage, and a flirt standing outside the carriage at regular intervals, there was only this carriage in this wilderness.

The rest of the people disappeared silently at some point, and the three people in the car lowered their heads, each thinking about their own unspoken thoughts.

It was cold and windy.

Not long after, the sound of horseshoes sounded from far and near, and the expressions of the people remained unchanged, but they each raised their eyes, with the same goal, looking in the direction of the sound of horseshoes.

"Drive! Drive!"

It was a woman's voice, Feng Qiye's eyes warmed up, she poked her head out, and called out loudly: "Amoer!"

It was too late to rein in the horse, and Amoer jumped off the horse, and with a flash, she rushed towards the carriage.

The sword light rises and falls again, before Feng Qiye can hear the word "No", the fight outside the car is over.

The curtain of the car was lifted, and the masked man smiled leisurely through the mask: "This girl, it looks like she was seriously injured!"

Feng Qiye saw A Mo'er's pale face, sweat dripping from her face, her clothes were dirty, and her hair was messy. One could imagine how much the masked man had arranged for her on the way here. obstacle.

"Amo'er, I'm fine." Feng Qiye jumped out of the car, her warm breath immediately hugged Amo'er, "Silly girl, I told you not to come with me."

After confirming that Feng Qiye was really unharmed, A Moer said with a blank face: "Where the master is, A Moer will be there!"

Feng Qiye's face changed slightly as he stretched out his hand towards A Mo'er's wrist.

A Mo'er showed a rare smile and said: "Master, A Mo'er is fine." As soon as the words fell, this stubborn girl lowered her body softly.

Feng Jiutian immediately jumped out of the carriage, and helped Amoer into the carriage with her sister. Afterwards, Feng Jiutian dragged the masked man out of the carriage viciously, and stood guard in front of the carriage. Eyes vigilant, there is a lot of resoluteness if you dare to step up and I will make you look good.

Feng Qiye untied A Moer's clothes neatly, and immediately, the wound on her body appeared in front of Feng Qiye's eyes.

Feng Qiye looked at the deep sword wound, and took a deep breath. Masked man, no matter who you are, today's debt, I, Feng Qiye, will definitely get it back with interest in the future!

Neatly applied medicine to A Moer, bandaged her, adjusted her clothes, and cleaned the blood and sweat on her face. After a while, A Moer woke up.

The master and servant looked at each other silently, and the atmosphere in the car was unnaturally silent for a while.

Fortunately, this atmosphere didn't last long. After a while, I heard the sound of horseshoes approaching from a distance. Judging from the sound, there should be no less than 200 people.

Feng Qiye hooked her lips in a funny way, Jun Huoshi, is he planning to transfer all the Dragon Soul Dark Guards here?

A horse and a large carriage. Outside the carriage, three men and a woman faced the carriage. At the curtain of the carriage, a beautiful young man was facing each other.

"Seven nights!"

"Seven masters!"

"Miss Seven!"

Various voices rang out one after another, and amidst the chaotic shouts and tough confrontation, the curtains of the car windows suddenly lifted.

A slender figure came in from the window, with a reassuring atmosphere, and rushed towards Feng Qiye.

(End of this chapter)