Jiurao nodded: "I said I would give you a chance to take revenge, but I didn't say I asked you to take revenge now."

After a pause, Jiurao looked slightly cold and reached out to raise his chin: "In addition, please remember your current identity. I can't tolerate any male pet who dares to clamor for his master."

Luan Fei's face changed slightly, and a sinister and cold light flashed through his eyes, which was fleeting.

Perhaps thinking about his current situation, he tightly pinched his palms, lowered his eyes little by little in front of Jiu Rao, and forced himself to kneel down: "Yes."

"Get up." Jiurao's tone was faint, "Let's go."

After the words finished, he turned around and walked out, Luan Fei was barefoot behind her without saying a word.

As soon as I walked outside, a fire suddenly surged over, "Who is it?!"

Jiurao paused slightly, looked at the Jinyulou Protective House holding a torch, raised her eyebrows and turned her head to look at Luan Fei: "Give you a chance to vent your grievances over the past few days, and let me see your strength."

Luan Fei nodded silently, as expected.

Turning his head, he coldly looked at the formation surrounding them with a fierce momentum in front of him. His body, which was bound by shackles, was thin and straight, like an ancient sword emitting cold air, sharp and fierce. He also like a wolf that had been dormant for a long time, waiting to tear the prey to pieces at any time.

Jiurao moved slightly under her feet, leaning against the door frame lazily.

The boy beside him rushed up, and in the yard illuminated by countless torches, he was as sharp as lightning. He was like a strong little leopard in the dark night, sweeping fiercely towards the surrounding yard.

Bang bang.

A neat backflip kicked two tall and large guards away.

Bang.

With one palm, a guard fell to the ground and then no longer heard.

A fire suddenly appeared.

The guards held up the torches in their hands as sharp weapons and slashed at the boy.

Countless torches gathered into a dazzling ball of flames, reflecting the young man's beautiful but sinister face, and the cinnabar on his eyebrows exuded a dazzling and weird color.

The boy bent his body from an incredible angle, avoided the siege of everyone, then grabbed a torch, and swept towards the nearest people in front of him like lightning.

The flames drew a curve of burning the eyeballs in front of their eyes, and then several screams rang out. The people swept by the torch were on fire, rolling to the ground miserably and embarrassedly.

Jiurao's lips curled up.

It was indeed a cruel little wolf cub. The stupid emperor of Feng Kingdom did not even make anyone useless in his martial arts. This was a stupid and fatal negligence.

Once such a wolf cub is given a chance to escape, it will definitely cause a bloody storm in the shortest time, making Feng Ling's throne unsteady.

There was another messy footsteps coming from the front yard, and then a woman's sharp and angry voice sounded: "What's going on? Take him down quickly! Who is so brave that he opened the lock for him?! Are you all dead people? You can't even deal with a child!"

Jiurao stretched out her little finger and took out her ears.

It's really noisy.

He raised his hand and made a gesture, and several black shadows fell from the sky to join the battle. Jiu Rao said lightly: "Luanfei, come back."

The boy seemed to have not heard her voice, raised his hand and slashed it horizontally, directly slashing the neck of a guard's guard. The crackling sound of broken bones penetrated into his eardrums, as if there was a creepy and stern nature.
Chapter completed!