Feng Feng said stubbornly: "Is Li Huan still alive?" ”

"He's still alive, and he's not suffering much for the time being."

Finally relieved: "Thank you." ”

Fanny curled away, the crisp sound of her heels getting farther and farther away.

She laughed, no longer looking at the back, and then turned her head to look at the jasmine that had been crippled by the rain, and a gust of wind blew slightly, and the faded petals exuded a unique fragrance.

She took a deep breath, lay down comfortably on the big chair, and closed her eyes, but soon, the faint pain surged all over her body, but she didn't know where the pain was, and she let out a slight wail, and her whole body curled up on the chair, becoming a very small mass. It seemed to be clear in his mind, and he found that in a certain corner: Ye Jia was walking towards him, he smiled, step by step, and walked quickly......

When she opened her eyes, she couldn't see any corners everywhere, but she was extremely strange in her heart, she really looked at Ye Jia walking towards her. Her heart suddenly beat fast, and she had a strange intuition: Ye Jia is really around here!

At this point, she didn't even realize that she had been moved into the woods again, transfused in a pot of strange black "immortal flowers". Earlier, there was a slight sting like an ant bite, but now, when the needle is pierced again, it has long been numb, and I can't feel it at all.

A "cordon" was in front of it, and it was a special window from which the outside could be clearly seen through this small one-foot-square opening. At this look, Li Huan was almost terrified: Feng Feng was connected with a strange potted flower, and it seemed that he was actually "transfusing blood" to the flower!

He struggled violently, trying to break through the iron shackles, and slammed his body against the wall, his head against the wall, his eyes flashed with stars, and he hissed, "What did you do to her?" Let her go! ”

The Night Man laughed, he was dressed in a black silk shirt, and it seemed like that peculiar fragrant cloud veil, which looked eerie, and with an indescribable bewitchment, this dress seemed to have become a classic symbol of his.

His laughter was very soft, but this very light laughter had not disappeared, Li Huan had already turned around quickly, and almost in the blink of an eye, he reached out in front of him and pinched his neck.

He seemed to have been prepared, and his movements were as agile as a leopard, and he flashed sideways. Li Huan found that his skills were actually quite good. Li Huan wanted to catch up again, but was stopped by two bodyguards who were also dressed in black.

The man in black saw Li Huan angry for the first time, stood idly on the side and looked at him, and said sarcastically: "Your Majesty, it is really worthy of your demeanor that you don't love the country and love the beauty......

Li Huan's eyes were almost split: "You let her go!" No matter what the conditions, I promise you! ”

"Okay, that's the sincerity of the negotiation."

He turned his back proudly, walked a few steps away, and completely gave up the position of the window to Li Huan. Li Huan ignored him, and looked at Feng Feng's wind direction again, at this time, Feng Feng had already completed the "blood transfusion" of the flower, and was pulled out of the special "needle" in her hand, she was lying on her back on the special stretcher-style recliner, her black hair was all hanging in the air, not too far away, and her face was already bloodless, as if a soul had long been out of the body.

He hissed, "Is she still alive?" If she were dead, I would cut you ...... you with a thousand cuts."