Chapter 212: A soft sword
Li Yun patted Feiwan Qing Concubine's hand, glanced at her coldly, and walked out without a word.
He can't make it to be with this kind of woman who doesn't know the roots, he's not tired of life yet.
Moreover, how old this concubine Wan Qing looks like is still a mystery.
"Hey? Little handsome guy, how did you go?" Consort Wan Qing smiled behind her back.
"Different road non-phase plan."
Li Yun threw a word and was about to leave, but suddenly came into contact with a piece of cold metal behind his neck.
It is a soft sword.
"Little handsome guy, can you tell me the purpose of your coming here?" The breath exhaled from Concubine Wan Qing's mouth rushed to Li Yun's ears, and an elegant sweet scent hit Li Yun's nose. It was fragrant and powerful, and it could strongly hook Raise the flame in the human body.
"Don't point your sword at me."
Li Yun smiled faintly, flicked his fingers, and bounced away the soft sword that was resting on his neck.