cpa300_4(); "Really cold?" Jun Moying originally asked casually, but if she really said that, he didn't believe it. Feng Qian looked at his suspicious gaze, and deliberately used his equally cold little hand to reach his neck, "Really, really, I don't believe you touch it." Cold is cold, what are you lying to do? ”

The man had no choice but to stuff her more and more vigorously into his arms, causing Feng Qian to complain dissatisfiedly: "You want to strangle me!" ”

She still remembered the rule that the man had set for her from the beginning - she was not allowed to mention the word "death" casually, and at first she was not used to blurting it out every time, but now the dictionary in her brain seemed to have deleted the word, and every time she wanted to use it, she could replace it with something else almost instantly.

As soon as the words fell, the strength on his body relaxed slightly, but he still hugged her tightly, "My body is warm, you lean on it, don't move, it won't be cold for a while." ”

Feng Qian laughed: "Artificial heater, you might as well bring me an extra piece of clothing to wear!" ”

Jun Moying was about to laugh at her, but just about to open her mouth, her face changed suddenly. Feng Qian's smile froze, and he lowered his voice and said, "Don't make a sound, someone is coming." ”

Although he didn't see anything, he instinctively caught the danger approaching. It can only be said that this is the innate alertness of a person like him.

Feng Qian swallowed his saliva, and was so nervous that he even held his breath.

Grandma can be targeted wherever she goes, this damn ancient world that can't live in peace!

"It's not safe in the carriage, I'll take you out in a while, you hold me and don't let go, you know?" The man's low voice almost bit the base of her ear.

In such a confined space, although people outside can't see their specific location, they are all so small that they can easily be locked into targets.

It's better for everyone to be exposed to the sun and face to face, but they won't necessarily lose.

When Feng Qian heard this, she immediately had a heroic and righteous expression, the string in her head was tight as if it would break at any time, her hand grabbed the man's waist, her eyes widened and she nodded vigorously.

Jun Moying was almost amused by her appearance, this little thing, does it have to spoil the atmosphere at such a time?

With a "poof", the sound of swords colliding sounded outside the carriage, and a fight broke out!

Jun Moying squinted his eyes, grabbed Feng Qian's waist and flew out, their movements were too fast, and they rushed out without warning, so that before the person who was blocking the carriage and was about to attack could react, he had already been split by Jun Moying with a heavy palm, and snatched the long sword in his hand with a cold light.

Slowly landed, the two stood side by side, the man held the sword in his right hand, and his left hand tightly hugged the delicate-looking woman beside him, I don't know if the sunlight was too dazzling to reflect on the sharp long sword, or the momentum on the man's body was too strong, and it made people feel that they couldn't look directly for a while.

Except for the part of the dark guards that Shadow Moon took away, all the rest of them fought here, forming a protective circle around the emperor.

"Say, who is the man behind you!" Jun Moying's face was full of coldness, and the long sword pointed at the black-clothed man on the ground who was knocked down and asked.

The man smiled coldly: "Dog Emperor, our master is naturally a righteous and orthodox royal bloodline!" Where is it like your ancestors, with the blood of rebellious ministers and thieves in their bones, no matter how many generations it has flowed, no matter how many generations of the throne has been passed on, they will not be able to escape the fate of treacherous ministers after all! ”