280, even the nine-life cat is not enough to toss

The dazzling light oppresses the heavy eyelids. The chaotic jumping light spots on her head made her feel dizzy. She tried to raise her eyelids to look at Yang Feng's anxious eyes. Han Jing asked in astonishment, "What's wrong?"

Yang Feng, who was asked, smiled angrily and asked, "You don't know what's wrong?" He bit the word "you" very hard.

The pain came from the left chest. Han Jing bit her lip and scolded, "You are a dog, and you always bite them so painfully!" Then she found that things might not be as expected, and her face turned red.

I like the air circulation in the room, so the window facing the bed is not closed. The wind enters the window lattice, and the veil hanging down before getting up is gently raised, and the swaying shadow of the veil can't erase the redness on Han Jing's face.

Because of the injury on her left chest, her whole shoulder was exposed, and her smooth and jade-like skin was seductively shiny. The white cloth bandaged the wound made the gully in front of her chest deeper.

With a fluctuation, Yang Feng suddenly bent his head and took a bite on the bloodless lips. When she inhaled and opened her mouth in pain, his flexible tongue strongly lifted her to taste the incense and quickly withdrew. Finally, he cursed, "Damn Bai Yiming, let you block his sword, and I will peel his scalp and light the skylight sooner or later!"

Only then did Han Jing think that she was injured again, and the injury was not too light. She was pierced in her left chest by a sword stabbing Bai Yiming.

At that time, as soon as Bai Yiming entered the palace gate, a group of palace gate guards rushed up to check. Not only did they not recognize Bai Yiming, but also the guards who had been in the palace for many years did not recognize Bai Yiming, indicating that his identity was not good, and those people had to check the car.

Bai Yiming scolded angrily, "Are you going to make trouble?"

The black-faced man led by the palace guard said something strange: "You haven't taken that seat yet. Are you so arrogant?"

Han Jing felt something was wrong when she heard it, and an alarm rose in her heart. Before she had time to remind Bai Yiming, she saw a very faint black light piercing him in the shadow - there was a special coating on the surface of the sword body, which did not affect the sharpness of the sword but could cover the reflection of the sword. Without any hesitation, she blocked the dark light directly with her body.

Why didn't you use the ice sword to block that sword? Hanjing couldn't remember it herself, so she remembered the feeling of the sword piercing her body. Her nose was sore, and tears flowed down. She looked so wronged.

Yang Feng panicked: "Does it hurt?"

"It's so painful that you still have to scold others!" Han Jing sobbed, and tears slipped unbridled.

"I scolded Bai Yiming's grandson, but I didn't scold you!"

"Brother Bai is scolding me!"

"That idiot - okay, forget it, can't I do it if I don't scold him?"

"Have you caught the murderer? Who is the master messenger behind the scenes?

"Can you rest at ease regardless of these things? It hurts my heart and needs to be recuperated. Yang Feng said helplessly.

"How can this matter rest in my heart! If you can't find out, I'll go by myself!" Han Jing shouted capriciously, and her mouth was so pouted that she could hang an oil bottle.

He pinched the bloody beauty, and Yang Feng still insisted on his position: "If Bai Yiming can't even find out this, he will go back to the college as soon as possible."

"Bastard, are you waiting to see Brother Bai's joke?" Han Jing sat up violently, and her movements were too fierce. A sharp pain from the wound on her left chest made her white face darker, but she stubbornly resisted the pain.

After not being deadlocked for a long time, Yang Feng was defeated: "You are always so stubborn! All right, you can rest in peace, and I will investigate this matter thoroughly.

"Brother Bai is also an elite student of the Xuanqi Temple, and the branch must be protected by masters."

"Oi, I'll arrange it right away. Don't worry about other people's affairs and rest in peace. Otherwise, I won't let Bai Yiming's fool live a good life!" In the end, Yang Feng almost roared out. At this time, he felt that Bai Yiming was more abominable than Ye Guyun. At least, Ye Guyun would not let Han Jing block his sword for him, but was ready to protect her at any time.

Thinking of Ye Guyun, Yang Feng was strange again. At that time, he was deadlocked with the boy. The boy seemed to feel that Han Jing was in crisis and turned around and ran away without saying a word. Soon after, he received news that Han Jing was seriously injured at the palace gate. It's really a coincidence to calculate the time.

"Then why don't you go!" Pushing Yang Feng away, Han Jing thought about it and stressed, "Don't be perfunctory, or I want you to look good!"

Twisting the corners of his mouth, Yang Feng asked angrily, "What other instructions do you have?"

"Do this first. Other than that, I'll tell you when I think of it.

"Okay." There was really no way to be angry with Han Jing. Yang Feng carefully helped her lie down, pinched her nose and said angrily, "Can you be selfish in the future? Don't dig your heart out of anyone. Even if you are a nine-life cat, you are not enough to toss around so much!"

"Hmm." Han Jing rarely agreed obediently, but answered, "I will remember to guard against you in the future, and never dig your heart out."

rubbed his nose, and Yang Feng went out without saying a word. Hearing Han Jing's muffled laughter behind him, he tilted his eyes and scolded at Ye Guyun, who was leaning against the gate with a knife in his arms: "Open your eyes, don't let anyone disturb her rest."

I didn't pay attention to it at all, and Ye Guyun still maintained his existing posture. However, Yang Feng believed that he would block all the people who came to visit Hanjing, and she would not lose her temper if she knew it afterwards.

In fact, Han Jing's little aunt had come to visit and was blocked by Ye Guyun. The people sent by Bai Yiming were also driven away by him, and Leng Wuya and He Yuanshan could not enter the yard.

When Han Jing was pierced by a sword, Ye Guyun happened to arrive, and his soul flew at that moment. He wanted to kill, but the killer didn't wait for him to kill himself with his accomplices. If it hadn't been for a little reason left, he would really want to kill Bai Yiming.

With his eyes closed, he still couldn't stop the scene of Han Jing being stabbed flashed in front of her. The black light was infinitely enlarged in front of his eyes, and he could see the subtle ripples formed by the air, but he just couldn't stop the black light from piercing her body.

Even if she is out of danger now, Ye Guyun is still afraid. He couldn't help thinking: He always watched A Jing get injured but could do nothing. If it were Yang Feng, it would be different. That dark bastard did have the ability to protect A Jing. If he hadn't been in a stalemate with Yang Feng for so long, maybe Yang Feng would have saved A Jing or intercepted her back.

The indescribable frustration enveloped the night lonely cloud, and he was even more lonely, like a wolf walking alone in the wilderness on a snowy night with broken legs, dangerous and desperate.

Zhu Li, the maidservant who served Han Jing, were worried when they entered and discharged from the hospital, for fear of being cut off their heads by a knife when they passed him.

Listening to Zhuli and others secretly talking about Ye Guyun, Han Jing smiled: "Talking nonsense, A Yun just talks a little less. He has been like this since he was a child. How can it be as terrible as you said!"

"Oh, Miss, wake up." Zhu Li hurried into the house to serve. Although Han Jing has announced in public that she has terminated her master-apprentice relationship with Yang Feng, Yang Feng also seems to acquiesce. She still continues her previous name "Miss".

"Has A Yun been standing outside the house for two days without eating or drinking?" Looking out of the window at the bright green leaves washed by the rain, Han Jing frowned and shouted, "A Yun, come in!"

Ye Guyun appeared at the door, like a cold wind, which suddenly made Zhu Li feel cold. His hair was dripping down, but his clothes were dry but hot. Obviously, he used Xuanli to evaporate the water of his clothes.

"Ayun, did you deliberately get caught in the rain?" Han Jing asked with a smile, pretending not to see the sadness in his eyes. Her tone made Ye Guyun feel inexplicably relaxed.

The blocked heart was relaxed. Ye Guyun smiled and said, "It's not raining much. I've practiced knife skills."

People who rarely laugh laugh like a ray of sunshine in ice and snow, which is particularly touching. Zhu Li was simply stunned, maybe she was stunned - she didn't expect Ye Guyun to laugh!

"A Yunxiao, is it beautiful?"

Zhu Li subconsciously replied: "It looks good." As a result, when she saw Han Jing's smile, she blushed like her belly cloth.