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Chapter 642 Yan Haotian Lost His Calm

Feng Haitang felt a familiar aura come to her face.

She suddenly froze and slowly raised her head in disbelief.

What caught my eye was Yan Haotian's face covered with interlaced scars.

This face is not handsome even when it is intact. Now it is covered with scars, and it is even more fierce and ugly, and can stop children from crying at night.

However, when Feng Haitang saw this face, tears suddenly surged into his eyes.

The whole heart, which was originally empty, was instantly filled at this moment.

This man always says that she is suitable for better ones and deserves better ones.

But when I need it, he is the first person to appear.

Moreover, even though there are thousands of good men in this world, Feng Haitang only loves the imperfect one in front of her.

Feng Haitang stretched out his hand, hugged the man's neck, and buried his face in his neck.

"Ah...ah..." A hoarse scream came from the man's mouth. He seemed to want to say something, but his missing tongue made him unable to say a word.

But Feng Haitang raised his head and saw the anxiety and worry on his face, but he understood it in an instant.

That was a heart-to-heart feeling. Even though the man kept escaping, she knew everything, "Don't worry, I'm fine. Haotian, why are you here?"

Yan Haotian did not respond to her, but put her down and carefully checked it up and down.

After confirming that Feng Haitang was not injured, he breathed a sigh of relief. The evil spirit and anxious worry on his face slowly faded away.

Then, his gaze met Feng Haitang's affectionate eyes and a slight redness.

The woman's unique quiet body fragrance penetrated into her nose, and her soft body that was close to her.

Yan Haotian seemed to suddenly realize something and suddenly pushed Feng Haitang away in a panic.

He was rushing to gesture, but because of his panic, he could not clearly express his meaning.

Feng Haitang was pushed away this time, but he was not angry or sad at all.

Instead, he burst out laughing, "You thought something happened to me, so you rushed over to save me, right?"

She looked around and saw dense soldiers from Mo camp pouring in.

Is this bringing at least half of the people in Moying here?

Yan Haotian is always a very calm person on weekdays and will never act impulsively just because of Ruyan’s vague news.

However, because it involves his own safety, he is so exaggerated, losing his calmness and the ability to think.

Thinking of this, Feng Haitang couldn't stop the excitement and sweetness in his heart.

Even if Yan Haotian returned to his usual attitude of keeping people thousands of miles away at this time, she would not be depressed at all.

"You, who are you? Where are my army?!"

Luo Chengfeng only realized at this moment that the person rushing in was not the army that had arranged an ambush outside.

But these strangers he had never seen before.

"Your army?" Guan Hu chuckled, kicked his feet, and a bloody head rolled in front of Luo Chengfeng, "Are you talking about this group of waste?"

Luo Chengfeng looked down at the rolling head, his eyes suddenly widened, and his body trembled uncontrollably.

Because that head was a general under his command.

The army outside was really led by him.

Now that the general is dead, his soldiers...
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