"I hear your face is ruined?" Nangong Chu''s face was gloomy, and he didn''t want to talk much, so he went straight to the subject.


    "That''s right." Feng Xingying nodded.


    Nangong Chu didn''t turn his head in disgust. When he thought of the rumors, he even felt dirty when he was near the room. He said impolitely:


    "tomorrow, my father will announce you to enter the palace and terminate the engagement between you and me. If you are still with me, please give me back


    "Sword." Feng Xingying reaches out his hand.


    Juanwenpei and xihuangjian were the keepsake exchanged between his majesty and Feng Xingying''s parents.


    Xihuang sword, in particular, was once the sword of Feng Xingying''s mother, but it was always worn by Nangong Chu as a spiritual treasure.


    "This..." Nangong Chu''s hand stroked the long sword, and he obviously didn''t give up:


    "to tell you the truth, Gu already had a heart to heart relationship with this sword, and he really didn''t give up. How about this? I''ll ask someone to help you build a set of protective soft armor, OK?


    Or, I can give you a personal guard to protect you all the time, which is better for you than an impractical Xihuang sword. "


    "I only want Xihuang sword." Feng Xingying has a firm attitude.


    Do you really think she''s a fool? Want to exchange a spirit sword for him?


    "This..." Nangong Chu hesitated.


    "You deserve Xihuang sword? OK, I''ll give it to you. Catch it if you can! " Feng Yuexian is very angry. He pulls out Xihuang sword and plunges it to Feng Xingying''s shoulder.


    Feng Yuexian was extremely quick and ruthless. He was obviously not prepared to keep his hand.


    Xihuang''s sword stabs Feng Xingying''s shoulder, and the blood turns red in an instant.


    Nangong Chu didn''t know whether he was under the illusion. He only felt that the Phoenix carving on the sword became lifelike at this moment after being stained red by the blood of Feng Xingying.


    Unfortunately, he can''t see it.


    The gate of Feng Xingying''s courtyard was closed with a bang.


    They can''t break into the hospital to get a sword?


    Nangong Chu was stunned, but he just shook his head helplessly: "it''s a pity, such a good sword."


    Feng Yuexian kept beating the gate: "Feng Xingying, come out for me. Don''t think that you can dominate your highness by hiding in it. "


    A jade pendant, like rubbish, was thrown out of the courtyard wall.


    Feng Yuexian quickly picked up the jade pendant and rubbed it in the palm of his hand. He had a pair of wonderful eyes and secretly sent his eyes to Nangong Chu.


    Just wait for him to say that if the jade pendant is given to a beautiful woman, she can replace Feng Xingying as his future crown princess. What she wants is the imperial concubine, not the imperial concubine.


    Who knows, Nangong Chusi doesn''t understand the amorous feelings. She rudely takes back the jade pendant, hums and turns around.


    Feng Yuexian''s face was covered with a layer of grievance mist. After kicking the gate of xinghuangyuan, he chased Nangong Chu away.


    ……


    Just let them go?


    Is Feng Xingying a person who suffers losses at will?


    Only now, she had to eat it for a while.


    Or, she was a blessing in disguise.


    Just after Xihuang''s Sword Pierced Feng Xingying''s shoulder and stained with Feng Xingying''s blood, she was strangely integrated into her body.


    This strange scene, Feng Xingying didn''t want to be seen by anyone, so he closed the door in a hurry and threw the jade pendant to send the dog.


    When the two left, Xihuang sword had been completely integrated into Feng Xingying''s body. It''s like this thing was a bone in her body.


    At the same time, the shadow of Fengxing disappeared in the same place.


    The place where she reappeared was a burning space, surrounded by beating flames.


    Those tiny flames see feng Xingying, just like pets see their owners, and they float around Feng Xingying intimately. They also rub her arms and face from time to time.


    This kind of touch, Feng Xingying is not only not burned, but also feels the spiritual power in the body is growing.


    She seems to be absorbing the spiritual power of these little fire balls.


    And the small fire regiment that has absorbed the spiritual power will become lighter, and then float to the nearby fire pool.


    Feng Xingying doesn''t dare to absorb too much spiritual power in one breath, so he can only send the remaining fireball back first.


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