Yang Shu Mei Ying

In the blood-stained vision, the chaotic light and shadow shook, but Chu Feiyang's body-building figure became clearer.

Jun Shuying can clearly see each of his subtle movements, smooth and clean, handsome and chic, like a flying eagle flying towards him, rushing towards him.

He finally lowered his eyelashes, avoiding that look for the first time. I don't want to force it anymore, it doesn't seem to make sense to hold on. Just because that gaze was more unbearable than the sharp sword breath that came on the face. The eye was injured deep in the body, there was no wound, but the pain penetrated into the bone blood.

The sharp sound of the sharp sword breaking through the ear sounded, but Jun Shuying's hand holding the sword never lifted.

Will it die ... will be killed by Chu Feiyang ... This kind of thing ... Jun Shuying felt sore in his chest, and there seemed to be infinite grievances and indignation.

He didn't do anything, didn't he? He didn't kill, didn't hurt anyone, didn't violate his chivalry, nor let him violate his chivalry.

Why so ...

A light breeze blew from the cheek, and Jun Shuying closed his eyes.

As if the moment is still.

The expected pain did not appear, and a few strands of light hair fell, sweeping across the cheeks, with a slight itching sensation.

The familiar low laughter passed into his ears, but Jun Shuying was trembling with the small voice.

The laughter was gentle, with a slight cramp, as if it had been a long absence, and it was so missed. This is what he is familiar with, he didn't know when he was used to it.

Jun Shuying opened his eyes, and the dazzling sword body resting on his left shoulder glared his eyes. Jun Shuying squinted his eyes, not yet seeing Chu Feiyang's face in front of him, and suddenly there was a little urgent cry from the blue wolf.

"Book shadows be careful!"

Jun Shuying looked around and saw that Xinbai got rid of the entanglement of the blue wolf and stabbed at him with his sword.

"Negator, you are still confused with this demon demon!" Xin Bai hated the iron and anger and yelled.

When Jun Shuying's figure moved, he was about to block his sword, but was so cold that he was pulled by the people behind him, and suddenly he ran into a warm embrace.

All the changes happened too fast, and Jun Shuying still felt a little dazed. For a while, Ren Chufeiyang held his arms up, looked up at Chu Feiyang's unsmiling side face, and followed his sight to look away from him with a sword. Letter white.

"You traitor! Are you ... are you anxious to be a teacher, ah!" Xin Bai was flushed with anger, pointing at Chu Feiyang's hand, shaking slightly, and for a while it seemed old-fashioned, but it was just an anger but more Worried about the apprentice's master.

"Master, Feiyang is sorry for you and has to live up to your loving heart. I can't let anyone hurt him." Chu Feiyang said apologetically, holding Jun Shuying's left hand tighter, finally feeling pregnant. The people in it started to resist.

"Don't move!" Chu Feiyang raised his face and sighed, feeling that Jun Shuying's body was rigid, but he really didn't move.

Chu Feiyang felt amused secretly, but patted his arm comfortably, bowed to Xinbai, and said in full: "Master, please explain everything to the disciples in the future. Master is not filial, take a step first "No matter what other people's reactions are after speaking, I grabbed Jun Shuying's collar with one hand, and sipped," Go! "The two of them jumped up and flew over the crowd to the outside of the villa.

Jun Shuying turned his head back in the air and saw that the hurriedly rushing towards him was stopped by the blue wolf. The back was blocked by Chu Feiyang's sleeves and could no longer be seen.