313, guardian, is also a kind of happiness

No one can clearly see the impact of the strange tree that combines the ice soul sword power, lightning energy and dragon breath with the last disaster. Even the nearest Yang Feng only felt a flash of white light in front of him. After a period of blindness for a short period of time, he saw that the thunder and lightning energy and lightning were being swallowed up by space cracks, and the defense shield shook. Non-end, and Han Jing just fell on the windless body, and the human-shaped ice storm raised the ice blue shield to protect them.

The cloud gradually dissipated, indicating that the thunderstorm has ended here, that is to say, this thunderstorm that is enough to kill the holy master is still sixty-nine disasters. Is A Jing still alive? Yang Feng's legs were weak, and he put the purple electric nine-curve gun on the ground as a crutch to support his body.

Yang Feng's heart was full of fear, and his throat was blocked so that he couldn't make a sound.

The defense array happened to open, and Han Jing slowly got up and looked up at the sky. Her hoarse voice roared like crying and laughing: "The thunder disaster is over again!"

"Jing is still alive!" Yang Feng muttered to himself incredulously.

Han Jing, who seemed to be telepathic and didn't hear what he said, looked back. The shallow pear vortex slowly rippled out the charm of her lips, and her bright and beautiful eyes exuded a charming luster. "Here you are coming." She said softly.

There was still thunder in his ears. In fact, Yang Feng didn't hear what Han Jing was talking about. He smiled warmly and said, "I'm here. Fortunately, I'm not late."

If Elder Yu hadn't come and had the courage to say "bloody battle to the end", he would not have the strong air strike power of the exclusive flying boat of the temple owner, and it would not have been possible to suppress the troublemaker so quickly. He Yuanshan and others would not have thought of falsely passing his order to let the elder's flying boat participate in the war. Well, you can imagine what the result will be.

opened his mouth, Yang Feng wanted to say something, but he vomited a large mouthful of blood and fell down.

Behind, everyone's screams sounded. Han Jing suddenly stood up and fell down immediately. Her head tilted to Yang Feng, who was carried to the flying boat by everyone, and tears flowed from the corners of her eyes.

Yang Feng needed to recover from helping his ancestor through the robbery, but he rushed to Nanmo. He should have known that she was rejected by his mother. Just now, in the thunderstorm area, she also saw the scuffle outside. Although she didn't know that he had participated in the war, she could guess it, and the resentment caused by his mother dissipated.

Ye Guyun and Leng Wuhen rushed over and carried Han Jing to the palace because the branch building was completely destroyed.

After waking up after three months in a coma, Han Jing opened her eyes and saw Ye Guyun sitting in the shadow under the window with a knife at first glance. With a slight cough, it feels like a thunder exploding in the chest. She shouted hoarsely, "Ayun."

The voice was hoarse and difficult to distinguish, but it made Ye Guyun, with his eyes closed, hear it clearly. He opened his eyes in surprise and shouted, "Ajing. You're awake!"

"Sil low, it will hurt your ears." Han Jing said feebly.

Ye Guyun immediately asked in a low voice, "Are you hungry? What do you want to eat?"

"You can't do it."

"Huh? I can learn."

"Lap it down, it's strange that you can eat what you make. Let people get some soup or porridge or something. After saying such a long speech, Han Jing had to take a breath.

Ye Guyun went out with a smile and brought a bowl of medicinal porridge and fed it to her with his own hands.

A Yun's eyes were so gentle that Han Jing wanted to cry. She quickly closed her eyes and said, "Just let Zhuli come. You still have to go back to manage the Black Moon City."

"With my mother and super cloud management, it's the same whether I can go back or not."

"Just talk about your aunt. How old is Chaoyun? You are so embarrassed to say it."

"You don't know yet, right? Chaoyun is really the blood of our night family."

"Oh? Isn't that a coincidence?" Curiosity was picked up, Han Jing opened her eyes, and her wet eyes were shining.

After feeding Han Jing a mouthful of porridge, Ye Guyun said, "The real little Chaoyun has been taken away. I didn't ask about the specific situation. Anyway, Xiao Chaoyun's body was full of blood from the children of the Ye family. It was just right for Black Moon City to give it to him.

Feeling that Ah Yun was just looking for an excuse to shirk responsibility, Han Jing said, "You just make it up."

Ye Guyun did not refute and smiled, "You can ask him then."

"What do you ask?" Bai Yiming's voice appeared as soon as he appeared.

"Ah, why did Brother Bai come here?" Han Jing smiled happily, and her voice was a little louder and she coughed again. She felt the pain in pain and couldn't help frowning.

"Don't talk." Bai Yiming said quickly.

Ye Guyun explained, "Now it's in the palace. Brother Bai must have heard that you woke up, so he rushed here."

With a light "oh", Han Jing stopped talking.

The smile on Ye Guyun's face, who knew Han Jing best, suddenly disappeared. Without saying it, he replied: "Yang Feng was sent back to the holy city that day. Taishang Elder Feng didn't say anything and sent it back on the same day, and they didn't die.

This answer is very clear and excellent. Only Ye Guyun would say this. Those who don't know his personality will mistakenly think that he really wants the two to die. In fact, he is very objectively stating.

Looking at Ye Guyun strangely, Bai Yiming said, "The two seamless brothers were also recalled to the holy city by the family, and so were the Qingsong brothers. The general hall sent the elders to protect you." After saying this, he didn't understand what he was going to express.

"It's all gone. Fortunately, you are here." Han Jing's eyebrows were bent, and the corners of her mouth rose, showing a sweet smile. Be careful, but you can find the sadness in her eyes.

I can't replace Yang Feng, who is far away from the holy city! Ye Guyun's heart was cut like a knife, and he couldn't help recalling Yang Feng's majestic appearance of shouting "Disciples of Xuanqi Temple attack, bloody battle to the end". Yes, whenever she is in danger, Yang Feng comes to rescue, and although he can't help much by her side, it is reasonable to be ignored by her.

Seeing the sadness in Han Jing's eyes, Bai Yiming asked with a smile, "Qing Song's mother's birthday at the beginning of next month. Shall we go together?"

"Good! So what kind of unique gift do I have to prepare?

"If you go there, it's the best gift."

"Oh, Brother Bai wants me to eat empty-handed!" Han Jing didn't understand Bai Yiming's meaning. After making a joke, she came up with an idea: "I'll ask Binglin to exchange dragon eggs with six attributes, six or six great smooth."

"Dragon egg as a birthday gift?"

"Is it inappropriate? Brother Mu's mother's birthday is too insincere to buy it outside. Longdan is more unique.

"It's chic enough, Aunt Mu must like it." Bai Yiming laughed and said that he didn't mean that he actually thought the dragon egg was too valuable, and he gave it to six with different attributes.

"Hey, I'll refine six different kinds of ice flame elixirs. Well, I have to find a better jade box to install." Han Jing showed an excited expression, but she didn't know that her little thought was understood by Ye Guyun, and she knew that she wanted to hide her feelings of missing Yang Feng.

The night lonely cloud went out silently, standing in the shadow, but could not feel the temperature of the sun.

"Protection is also a kind of happiness."

The sound sounded, and Ye Guyun did not look back and stood upright like a wooden stake, while Bai Yiming passed by without stopping. In Ye Guyun's eyes, the straight figure had the same feeling as Han Jing - Bai Yang standing in the lonely desert.

The silent protection is too bitter. I would rather turn into a moth and jump into the dreamy and charming flame, even if it is broken to pieces! Ye Guyun's heart was shouting, and the blood knife buzzed slightly.

"Ayun, are you there?"

The hoarse and indistinguishable voice sounded, which instantly made Ye Guyun's heart calm like water. Guarding is really a kind of happiness. When she needs it, doing what she can can make him happy. I'm there, Jing, do you want to drink water?" He asked.