Feng Qinghong did not look at the flame of Mei Luo: "Don't worry, even if you are, I will not drink it!"

She was afraid of being poisoned, this gentle inner middle black man...

Nanguo Yunxuan's hand reached out, a powerful fighting spirit instantly shot out, Feng Qinghong only felt as if he was involved in a whirlpool, and he could not help but fly directly to the Nanguang Yunxuan.

Her whole body was caught steadily by the South Palace Yunxuan, sitting directly on the thigh of the South Palace Yunxuan, and her waist was tightly buckled by a pair of iron arms.

“The rainbow hasn’t answered the king yet!”The face of Nanguang Yunxuan is still not very good-looking, and a pair of phoenix eyes is even more cold.

Feng Qinghong blinked, thought of the question he had just asked, and rolled his eyes and said, “Whoever’s blood I don’t want to drink it?”

She is not a bloodthirsty madman, if not forced to drink blood, why did she drink that thing?

Do you need to answer such a simple question?

The haze in the eyes of Nanguang Yunxuan suddenly faded, as if everything was just the illusion of others, he slowly glanced at Feng Qinghong, lightly hooked his lips, and the evil charm was incomparable: "The king's blood, the rainbow must drink."

Feng Qinghong did not speak this time, because her heart was clear that she had no choice but to drink the blood of Nanguang Yunxuan unless she did not want to live.

But she still didn't think that Nan Gong Yunxuan was really a virgin, poop...

The status of honor as he, but also the royal blood, coupled with his long-known style of beauty, such a man is still everywhere?

It feels incredible, isn't it?

"The Feng family bans the curse, this king is waiting for you to explain, you better hold on."Nanguang Yunfan looked at the Mei Luo flame on the side of the scene, coldly warned the exit, and then turned around, with Feng Qinghong left Luo Yanshan.

The gentle expression of Mei Luan flame has always appeared a glimmer of cracking, the corners of the mouth can not help but twitch for a moment, after a while helpless to hang down the shoulder.

All right!He knew people clearly, and had not seen this before that he was a forgotten friend, and he was flaming - planted!

The night came quietly, Feng Qinghong sat opposite the South Palace Yunxuan, the mood was slightly nervous.

The two had already had dinner, and the next man had just removed the rest of the meal from the table.

Feng Qinghong was upset, thinking whether what Mei Luo said was an alarmist, or something really happened, and for her, of course, I hope this is just a prank of the Meilu flame.

Otherwise, she seems to owe a lot of South Palace Yunxuan...

She never liked to owe everyone.

Soon, Feng Qinghong knew that Mei Luoyan was not listening to her in alarm, because when she should become a white sable, she did not change!

Not only did she not become a white sable, but she also felt a tear-like heartache in her body!

In an instant, Feng Qinghong's face was white and cold sweat, only with a human willpower to bite his teeth.

Nanguo Yunzhu's eyes are slightly condensed, and I know what Mei Luo said is true, and this night is indeed a little unusual for Fengqinghong.

“Forbearance.”Nanguo Yunsheng raised the sleeves of the flowing cloud robe, calmed tone, and with a calming force, then he took up and down his hand, and a deep wound was scratched on his wrist.

The blood, the turbulence, flowed into the South Palace Yunxuan earlier in the empty bowl on the table.

Feng Qinghong looked at the South Palace Yunxuan doing all this with a pale face, and saw that his eyebrows had not wrinkled, and a strange feeling rose in his heart...