MTL - Thousand Face Demonic Concubine-Chapter 49 Night King is injured

"Here is ..." Lou Qingwu found a slightly more appropriate word.

But this sentence did not know where to stimulate the nerves of the Asaka-gun master, she screamed: "No, the main question of this county is, why are you here ?!"

This is Ye Man's mansion. This Qingge Xiaozhu hasn't even visited her. If it wasn't for her forced entry today, Ye Ye wouldn't let her in, but how could this woman be here?

"My courtier asked for help from the night king, so she came to visit."

"The Lord of this county doesn't believe it!" Asaka-gun's face looked even worse, and his hand holding the iron whip froze, but the anxiety in his heart slowly increased. If it wasn't for the night brother's permission, this woman would never have Here, but she was deceived and unwilling to believe that she didn't even set foot on the ground. Why should another woman set foot first? !!

Envy filled her mind, and Asaka-gun's master's aggressive eyes flashed a storm.

When the emperor's uncle died, she returned to the house early due to Lou's compassion, but later heard that Brother Ye returned, but she actually helped the Lou Qingwu when she returned. She didn't care I thought it was just an accident, but now I saw Lou Qingwu in Qingge Xiaozhu, everything was intertwined, which made her heart go up and down.

Isn't ... Ye Ye sees this woman? !!

This idea can never be eliminated together.

As soon as the thought of Asaka-gun thought of this possibility, she felt as if someone was scratching her heart, and her eyes fell on the floor, even though her eyes were down, Wuyan still had a beautiful face, and her heart was jealous.

Before she could react, the iron whip in her hand had already waved out.

The iron whip in her hand was specially made by a person with a barb on it. As long as it was brought by the barb, the skin was flesh.

The owner of Asaka-gun looked at the whip, and it was too late to retract it, but she looked at Lou Qingwu's face and suddenly did not want to retract it.

If this woman has lost her face, Ye Ye will definitely not like her! Her childhood wish was to marry a night brother, she would never allow halfway to kill Cheng Cheng to bite gold!

Everyone present didn't expect the Asahi-gun master to do this. The steward was completely in situ, reacted, and rushed forward, "Be careful of the girl!" But it was still a step slower, and Lou Qingwu was also stunned. Now, I did not expect that the owner of Asaka County really dared to take action. Before the whip came, only one thought flashed in his mind: not a woman can be a curse, this man ...

The iron whip of Asaka-gun did not hit Lou Qingwu's face. When the whip was about to be thrown on her, a white figure appeared in shock, but it was one step too late, and Feng Yege's dangerous Feng eyes were suddenly lost. Alas, he grabbed the iron whip directly with his bare hands, and the barb of the whip pierced his palm, and blood bleed out instantly.

The whole Xiaozhu suddenly fell into a deadly silence.

The owner of Asaka-gun was indifferent. She did not expect that Feng Yege would appear, nor did he expect him to block the whip for the floor dance. The whole person stayed in place, the hand holding the iron whip trembling, and instantly Red eyes: "Ye ... Ye brother ..." She didn't mean it, she really didn't mean it.

Feng Yege was standing in front of Lou Qingwu, a pair of phoenix eyes froze slightly, but the cold air from the whole body almost froze the people.

The owner of Asaka-gun only looked at it, and felt dark before his eyes, and wanted to say something, but looking at Feng Yege's beautiful face as cold as frost, he couldn't even say a word, but his tears rolled down.

With a loose hand, the iron whip fell to the ground in response.

Feng Yege didn't seem to feel the pain, but just loosened his hands expressionlessly, the palm of his flesh and palms made the owner of Asaka-gun shudder.

"Farewell!" Feng Yege narrowed her lips into a cold line and slowly spit out two hard words, leaving no room for manoeuvre.

Hearing the indifference in his words, the Asaka-gun Lord couldn't help coming up and crying: "Brother Ye, let Yiren look at your hands first? Ye brother, Yiren didn't mean it ..."

The rest of the words suddenly stopped in Feng Yege's indifferent sight.

Turning around, waiting for the housekeeper to come forward, he ran away crying.

The cry was getting farther and farther, but the whole little building was still dead. Lou Qingwu looked at the figure in front of her, tall and long, almost protecting her whole person under the protective layer, but it came from the front. The **** smell still made her frown. She moved a few woody steps and walked in front of Feng Yege. Even if he thought that he would be hurt, he could see that the fleshy palm was still smashed. There was a flash in the indifferent eyes.

The pressure of Feng Yege's body was still very low, and the housekeeper did not dare to move. Lou Qingwu stepped forward and reminded: "Go and bring your royal grandfather's medicine box first!"

"Ah, yes!"

The steward then reacted, returned to the room immediately, and quickly brought a medicine chest and a basin of water.

Feng Yege looked down at her, but didn't move.

Lou Qingwu sighed inexplicably, pulled his corner of the clothes and pulled him to the side of the stone table, and let him sit on a chair. He cleaned the wound with clean water before he took the wound medicine and poured it carefully for him. On the wound, he was finally bandaged with a clean parchment. Finally, after thinking about it, he looked up at him and tied a childish bow.

When Feng Yege's original cold eyes looked at the bow, the coldness in his eyes resolved at a speed that was visible to the naked eye, and at last he felt a faint light flowing in his eyes.

He raised his hand and looked at it several times before looking at the woman standing silently in front of him: "Just scared you?"

Lou Qingwu looked up at him and shook his head: "No."

Feng Yege was in a good mood, and looked at her more often: "It's rare, you remember."

Lou Qingwu's mouth also raised her imperceptibly: "My prince was six years old at that time, and I remembered it."

"But it's still naive." Even so, I couldn't help touching the bow a few more times.

Lou Qingwu raised an eyebrow. "Let ’s solve it, the prince and daughter will re-bandage for the grandfather."

"No need." Feng Yege gave her a glance, quickly retracted her hand, and refused with a cold eyebrow. At the next moment, I wonder if Lou Qingwu would really untie it, or something else. With his hands behind him, Jun Yan slightly raised, and Qing Qing Jun Ya was restored. "The human king has healed for you. It should be no problem to nurse for half a month according to this formula. Of course, don't forget us Agreement. "

Lou Qingwu glanced at the man who apparently changed the subject, and nodded, nodded, knowing that the agreement he said was a two-year-old niece, "I remember that half a month later, I will come to the door in person."

Feng Yege heard the word "personally", and the light slowly grew stronger under her eyes, and then she disappeared: "... well."