Enchanting Divine Sound Master

Chapter 158: Fighting between dragons and tigers, great disparity in strength (2)
Yan Feijun smiled softly, and it was fun to find her like this.

Forget it, it's getting dark, so don't be childish anymore.

Yan Feijun shook his head, stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers, and the gems inlaid on the ceiling instantly extinguished their light.

"Master, why did you call Yaohua so late?" Yaohua stood in the middle of the living room, looking at Murong Shenge who was lazily sitting on the toffee chair.

At this time, Murong Shenge was simply wearing a large purple robe with a loose neckline, exposing his firm and full chest, and the beautiful line of the collarbone sag, which made people salivate.

Seeing his behavior today, Yaohua usually dresses like this, she is obviously used to it, but every time she looks at it, she is still bewitched.

"Yaohua should have more smiles on her face." Murong Shenge picked up a small glass of wine, put it to the tip of his nose and closed his eyes to sniff it.

"The head is making fun of Yaohua again."

"Today's competition, Situ Xiangru from the weird school, I didn't expect to be from the western country. I have been looking for us for hundreds of years, but I didn't expect to appear today."

"His strength is very strong, how is your injury?"

"No, no problem!" Yaohua lowered her head and smiled.

Unexpectedly, he actually worried about me.

"Tomorrow is the match between you and Wushuang. When the time comes, I hope you will be merciful." Murong Shenge said a cold word to her when she was happy.

Yaohua withdrew her smile in an instant, regained her facial paralysis, and said with anger in her eyes: "Is the master wanting Yaohua to lose to her on purpose? I can't do that, besides, she just has the same face as Fengran. Why the door..."

"Shut up!" Murong Shenge was furious, and grabbed her throat with his palm, making her kneel down.

"Fengran is the pain of my life. You are not allowed to mention her in front of me. You are not worthy at all. If you are not the daughter of Da He Lao, I will kill you with my own hands. It is not your father who obstructs me, and I will not be responsible." she!"

"Hmm..." Yaohua flushed red, looking at Murong Shenge who was in a state of anger with painful eyes.

She knew, always knew, that it was her father who interrupted their marriage.From that moment, after she knew about it, she swore that she would stay by his side and atone for her father, but... she never thought that she would fall in love with him.

Murong Shenge was very angry, and the force in his hand couldn't help but increase.Who knows how sad she felt after knowing her death at that moment, who knows that at that moment, he had the idea of ​​destroying the world.

A drop of wet and hot tears slipped from the corner of Yaohua's eyes to the back of his hand at the corner of his mouth, this tear aroused his consciousness.Seeing Yaohua who was almost out of breath, he immediately let go of his hand and leaned back on the chair.

His heart was beating fast, he raised his hand that was strangling her neck, and bit his teeth hard.

Obviously the matter had nothing to do with her, but she still lost her mind.

"Cough, cough, cough..." Yaohua stretched out her hand to caress her neck, lowered her eyes and said with difficulty, "Yaohua complies with the orders of the master."

"Go down!" I was in a bad mood, maybe I was avoiding the fact that I hurt her!

Murong Shenge leaned weakly on the chair, with his hands hanging on his lap, speechless for a while.

Yaohua looked at Murong Shenge with pity, stood up from the ground, performed the salute of master and servant, and left.

"Ranran, I really missed everything, even if it's your afterlife, I know... I can't bring back the old you!"

"What else can I do for you?"

"Is it because I have paid off all the debts owed to you before I can be qualified to go to you?"

Murong Shensinger put his back on his forehead, looked at the ceiling and murmured lightly, he felt that his eyelids were so sleepy, so sleepy that he wanted to separate from this world, and no longer had any contact with anyone.

"Brother..." Murong Liuli walked in holding her skirt, and saw Murong Shenge sleeping on the toffee chair.

Seeing his face, she showed that she missed someone, and her heart ached.With a wave of her hand, a golden light appeared, and a thick quilt came out of her two hands. She bent down and covered him with the quilt.

"Brother, like you, I have fallen in love with someone who has no results. Maybe we will be together because of politics, but... I can't get his heart, the dying struggle of love. There is no one more than me beside him. Strong, before someone who loves him even more, I still can't leave him." Murong Liuli's voice trembled slightly, and he wiped a tear from the corner of his eye with his finger.

How silly it is to love so much that you want to leave one person to be with another person.

Its daybreak.

Chaoyang, as always, climbed towards the sky, forcing away the few undisappeared stars in the sky.The maple groves of the Kunlun Xuan School are as red as fire. The cool wind blows and the leaves fall. Today's temperature is much colder than before.The footsteps of winter are also slowly approaching.

Lying on the big comfortable and warm bed, Le Wushuang still closed his eyes and fell asleep holding the quilt on his chest with both hands.Lying in front of her was a drooling golden butterfly with a golden glow all over its body rolling its fat belly, its wings touched the tip of her nose.

Le Wushuang was sleeping soundly, his nose moved because of this, and finally opened his eyes in desperation, and saw a pair of enlarged golden wings.

"Why are you here?" Le Wushuang murmured, holding the golden butterfly's wings between his fingers and moving to another corner.

After dealing with this matter, I took a serious look at where I was.This place...is very familiar, but it's not where I live.Le Wushuang turned over and thought about why he was here and where he was, when he saw a beautiful man with silver hair breathing evenly and sleeping on his side.

At this moment, Le Wushuang exclaimed, even breathing very carefully.She hugged the quilt and moved her body, her two watery eyes were fixed on him.

Yan Feijun is indeed a rare beautiful man in the world, just like Qianhe who recovered his appearance.But at this time, he sleeps like a baby, without any vigilance, which is very attractive.

The reflected light hit him, outlining his backlight.

Looking closely, his skin is really good, his eyebrows are curved and carefully arranged, and his eyes are wrapped in bandages. Although he can't see what his eyes look like, in his memory In the picture, Yan Feijun's phoenix eyes are as black as eyeliner, with many eyelashes.No, on the surface of the bandage, aren't there traces of eyelashes being squeezed and exposed?
Le Wushuang smiled softly, and he could actually see his thin lips with a smile.Why, the man's mouth is so beautiful, when he is not smiling, the two corners still have a slight smile.

Yan Feijun moved his body, and the bandages wrapped around his eyes showed signs of loosening.

(End of this chapter)