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Yang Yue took Han Xuanfei to shuttle through the dense forest, the woods were dense, the more secretive, the more panicked Han Xuanfei became.

She didn't expect that Yang Yue would have evil thoughts about herself if she didn't agree with her words.

The leaves washed over the bare body, and Yang Yue was moving very fast, and the leaves were like sharp knives cutting on his body.

In panic and pain, he was thrown by Yang Yue in the woodland covered with thick leaves.

When she wanted to get up, Yang Yue strode over, with an unfriendly attitude, Han Feixuan felt that the situation was getting worse and worse, and she didn't have time to get up and hurriedly said: "King Yan, you can't, you can't hurt me, otherwise the pavilion master will never let you go!"

"Really?"

Yang Yue chuckled, his cold breath was permeated, he raised his hand and tore off the cloak that Han Feixuan was wrapping, the tulle shrouded her body, and she grabbed the cloak and smiled.

"Shangguan Longxi is famous in the rivers and lakes, but she is not someone else's puppet, what is the difference between her and you, do you think she can intimidate this king?"

Han Feixuan's eyes paid attention to Yang Yue's words and deeds, and she didn't feel a panic on him, while Yang Yue was not paying attention, Rou Yi quietly grabbed the dirt and leaves on the ground, just in case!

Click, click!

Yang Yue walked forward, the dead leaves were broken, and the crisp sound broke the silence in the forest.

At this time, Han Feixuan's expression became more and more cautious, and when she was three steps away, she threw out the leaves and dirt she was holding tightly, wanting to quickly pull out the dagger in her boot and assassinate Yang Yue!

The leaves mixed with dirt flew out of the soft and boneless soft wattles and headed towards Yang Yue's face.

After grabbing the dagger, Han Feixuan sprang up, and the sharp dagger took the opportunity to stab Yang Yue.

Smack!

When the dead leaves flew in, Yang Yue grabbed the cloak and whipped, the red cloak flashed like a red glow, knocking away the dead leaves and soil, and with Yang Yue's transfer pace, the hidden cloak pounced on Han Feixuan.

Surprise, unexpected!

Han Feixuan felt that she was pounced into the grass by a fierce tiger, and was quickly covered by a cloak, and in a dark red atmosphere, bloody and terrifying.

"Yang Yue, you dare...."

"Woooooooooooooo

"I'm going to kill you!"

In the dense forest, Han Feixuan's miserable screams were heard, which frightened the birds from all directions and ran away.

There was a toss on Han Feixuan's body, her clothes were half **** down, her eyes were red, her expression was dumbfounded, she looked at Yang Yue angrily and wanted to kill him, and knelt in front of Yang Yue and vomited again and again.

All this came too quickly, too suddenly, without any warning, and was slighted by Yang Yue.

"Yang... Yang Yue, you... I must have killed you," Concubine Han stammered, her anger spreading.

The ghost knows what happened to him and what Yang Yue did to him.

Yang Yue sniffed his hands, revealing a bit of obscenity in his coldness, and glanced at Han Feixuan, who had a sad look in her eyes. chuckled and said: "She is worthy of being a woman in the Phantom Sound Pavilion, she knows how to serve people, dance with knives and sticks, and destroy the heavens!"

Hearing the sound, Han Feixuan's pale and pretty face flushed, she glared at Yang Yue angrily, and even spit, and the previous scene appeared in the sea, embarrassed and disgusting.

The jade finger pointed at Yang Yue, gritted his teeth and shouted: "Yang Yue, I... I am inseparable from you, and the Pavilion Master will come and kill you."

"Today, this king has not damaged your chastity, but what should be done and seen is almost there, if the pavilion master comes and learns about the relationship between you and me, do you think he will keep you and destroy the reputation of the Phantom Sound Pavilion? If I don't kill you, I'll let you enter the Yan Palace, hahaha, this king is looking forward to gathering the four beauties of the Phantom Pavilion in spring, summer, autumn and winter, and it's even better to add the pavilion master!" Yang Yue hooked up his cloak and covered Han Feixuan's body.

"You... You're so despicable!" Han Feixuan's face turned pale when she heard the voice.

If you are punished by the cabinet master, you will definitely die, and if you are given Yang Yue, it is better to live than to die.

Yang Yue chuckled, leaned on the tree pole opposite Han Feixuan, and said, "You just said that you can invite the pavilion master to come, shouldn't we give the pavilion master a big gift before the pavilion master comes."

Han Feixuan stared at Yang Yue's evil expression, moved her body to move closer to her, and couldn't help but ask in panic and surprise: "You... What are you doing? If you dare to touch me again, I will bite my tongue and kill myself on the spot, kill the disciples of the Phantom Sound Pavilion, you will be hunted down by the Phantom Sound Pavilion, and you will not die!"

"Hehe, this king is not interested in you now!" Yang Yue glanced at Han Feixuan, who was sitting on the ground, grabbed her jade arm, helped her treat her injuries, and said with a wicked smile: "If you don't have the courage to commit suicide, don't come to threaten this king, otherwise, before making this king happy just now, he would have bitten his tongue and committed suicide.

However, if you are interested in the future, you will not be able to escape. By the way, we conspired together to kill the Nine Heavens Gate, the members of the Xuanming Sect."

"You... I will never cooperate with you!" Han Feixuan remembered the humiliation that Yang Yue inflicted on her, and couldn't help retching, grabbed the dagger in shame, stabbed Yang Yue and said sharply, like an angry tigress pounced.

Unexpectedly, Yang Yue grabbed the red cloak, turned it suddenly, controlled Han Feixuan inside, grabbed Han Feixuan's jaw, and warned: "Since you can't cooperate, you are the enemy, before the pavilion master comes, this king will level the Phantom Sound Pavilion, you, serve this king well!"

"How dare you..."Han Feixuan's eyes glared angrily, and her teeth creaked.

"There is nothing that this king does not dare to do!"

Immediately, Yang Yue suddenly removed Han Feixuan's cloak, grabbed a dagger, and put it on Han Feixuan's neck: "The forces of the rivers and lakes, after all, are the forces of the rivers and lakes, no matter how powerful they are, they can't shake the well-trained army, what to do, you think about it carefully."

Thinking of the disgusting thing Yang Yue had just done to herself, and being threatened by Yang Yue again, Han Feixuan said angrily: "You have ruined my reputation, if the pavilion master learns, I am afraid that it will be difficult for me to gain a foothold in the Phantom Sound Pavilion, and even be killed by the pavilion master, how can I trust you."

"What are you going to do?"

"If one day, the pavilion master learns that I have been humiliated by you, and I want to enter the Yan Palace, you must give me the name and protect me!" Han Feixuan said coquettishly.

Hearing this, Yang Yue chuckled and said, "You want to enter the Yan Palace?" Is this king really charming? Let you make a promise so quickly!"

"You... Don't you think, I will never promise myself, I will save my life!"

"This is impossible, the Yanwang Mansion is not a garden, it is not a delicate flower, you can enter the Yanwang Mansion, but if you let the pavilion master come to Dandong as soon as possible and secretly do things for the king, the king will protect you."

"Yang Yue, you deceive people too much!" Han Feixuan said.

"It's you who are domineering and overestimate your ability and value!"

Hearing the sound, Han Feixuan noticed that the sword wound on the jade arm had partially healed, and suddenly remembered something, glared at Yang Yue angrily, and said angrily: "Lin Miaoyin's strength was taught by you?" If you ask me to do things for you, you must teach me strength."

"Impossible, unless you quit the Phantom Pavilion and be loyal to me?" Yang Yue smiled and refused.

"Could it be that you did the same to that traitor," Han Feixuan asked.

"It's different, I like her, I don't feel for you, she's the princess, you're my tool for killing!" Yang Yue wrote lightly.

Tools of Killing?

Yang Yue didn't treat herself as a person, Han Feixuan's body trembled slightly, wanting to break free of her cloak, her beautiful eyes glared at Yang Yue, she was restrained, like a poisonous snake walking forward, she pounced on Yang Yue and shouted: "Yang Yue, you. You... I'm fighting with you!