MTL - Legend of Fu Yao-v5 Chapter 19 Who is the Wolf King (1)

Her gaze is like thinning the cold moonlight and cutting it into thousands of pieces, each of which is an ice-like knife. Each knife stirs the spring water floating in the spring, forcing Zong Yue.

She said one word and asked:

"Is Xu Wan killed by you?"

Zong Yue is silent, standing in a mottled gray and black, the three people breathe gently and hard, like a steel wire that hurts people's heart.

For a long while, he was extremely light and light, as if he was afraid of breaking the breath of the spring night, saying:

"Yes."

Meng Fu shakes a long breath.

That breath is not like relief. It is like trying to spurt out the chest and take the opportunity to spray it out. After the spray is over, I don't want to let myself take it back.

She said again: "I saved you?"

Zong Yue was silent for a long while, and said: "Yes."

"That's good." Meng Fu swayed quietly holding Xu Wan's bones, looking up at the sky, the moonlight of Yuhuang sprinkled on her face, and there was a kind of strongness in the silence. She said for a long time, "Whenever And a write-off."

Then she held the cloth bag and did not turn her head and strode away.

"The Queen, I am a distant aunt, very far away, almost no kind of exchange." Behind him, Zong Yue suddenly quietly opened.

Meng Fu shakes to stand and does not speak to him.

"My family has been changed and fled to the mainland of Wuzhou. Although the family has seven relatives scattered in the family, there are no shortage of people who are in high positions, but no one wants to take care of me. It is her, she is the aunt who I have forgotten. Pick me up and tell me that there is a mother who cares for you, who dares to move you?"

Zong Yue took a long breath, and the tone in the night turned out to be white, like the frost that condensed in the winter because of the cold air. However, this is the spring night, at the end of late spring, the branches are green and small, and the embankment is old. Spring is so flowing, and it is written in his eyes but it is the desolation of the clear.

"Maybe she didn't hurt me much, but more to show her honor and glory as a queen, but in any case, in the most difficult period of the first time, I received her care, my wide Detang, also the earliest development in the shackles, was able to extend its power in the continent of Wuzhou. Without her help, I have already died in endless pursuits, not to mention ten years of insults, and finally reported great hatred."

"You know, in order to take revenge, I have done everything, not to mention only attached to her?" Zong Yue smiled weakly and bitterly. "She is a bad tiger, I am a sly, Yu Heng's identity, some things may not be willing to do Then, I am doing something for the tiger."

"Including, killing Xu Wan? Is it a torture for her?" Meng Fu’s question is not a question, but it is a hard rock with an angular corner.

"Also... can say that." Zong Yue closed his eyes. "She was found to have fled after being discovered. The direction was not to escape to the palace, but to escape to the room. She should have wanted to let go of you." You fled, it was me... stopped, the queen asked me to stop, I can't stop, I didn't know at the time, she was going back... letting you."

Meng Fu shakes his voice, his back is straight, like a jade pillar embedded in the middle of the moon.

"When she fell in my hands, she said a word, she said, please let me go." I looked at her eyes, remembered my own mother, the night at home, my mother asked me to take care of me when I went out. My eyes are like this.

"I asked her, would you like to die now? She stared at me in surprise and nodded. She was a very smart woman. I didn't have to explain it. I made a choice. When I grabbed her back, I used the teacher. The closed-point Dafa method cuts her veins with gold needles, and the golden needle can control her pain, just like that, it will die."

Meng Fu shook the earthquake.

"You know about the later things, grooming, that is the torture that I did not expect. The punishment is so strong that the role of the gold needle control hole can not completely block the pain, not to mention that I was young at the time, and the closed vein technique is not perfect. Xu Wan... still hurts."

"Fortunately, she died very quickly." Zong Yue is a long-awaited one. "The golden needle cuts through the hole, but it will not live for half an hour. Her suffering... not as bad as you think."

"So I don't think I owe anything, even though I caught her back, but even if I didn't shoot, she would never run out of the palace, not to mention that she didn't even think about running out. As for my failure. She... I don’t think I had reason to save her at that time.” Zong Yue said lightly, “I’m shaking... I just think I owe you, if I don’t catch her first, but let her go and let go of you, Then at the very least... At the very least, you don’t have to be forced to see the scene in the closet... that’s my fault.”

"So you sealed my memory?" Meng Fu shakes silently and asks.

"Let you see that scene, I am deeply disturbed. I took a point to take you out of the palace. I hesitated for a long time or sealed your memory. Maybe this decision is very unfair to you, but you were too...I I am afraid that you will be crazy..."

Zong Yue lived in the mouth, remembering that when he picked up the thin and deformed girl that night, she didn’t say anything, but she struggled wildly. She obviously didn’t have the strength to know that he was a martial artist, but it took a lot of effort to drag her step. She slammed the locker on the bed and slammed everything she could hold. Her eyes were filled with hatred and distrust of him. He was afraid that when he found out that he was going to hurry and hurry, she would bite. Living in the bed, if not he found it wrong, her mouthful of teeth will be thrown out.

That kind of hate... that kind of madness... that kind of perseverance... From beginning to end, she didn’t flow in tears, and she didn’t say a word.

At the end of the day, he had to order her acupuncture point. She rushed out of the city all the way. She still had a red face in her face. He was afraid that this memory would cause harm to the child sooner or later. Hesitantly chose to close her memory.

He did not take the most simple memory elimination, just closed, as long as she is willing, in fact, she can always think of it, but she did not, she is more embarrassed than the golden needle, and voluntarily closed herself.

More than ten years ago, on the cliff of Duxiufeng, under the cypress, the little child was put into a bamboo basket and drifted along the water. He stood on the black and white cliffs, watching the basket with the waves carrying the load. Gone into a round and big moonlight, when it was near Zhongqiu, the moonlight night was full, and the cliffs were so bright that he could not see the direction of the basket drifting away.

He was stunned at the time, full of sighs about the future, watching the child go with the water, thinking that it was the release of fate.

Whoever expected the end, but built a barrier to Acacia for himself.

Zong Yue is silent. He is the face of the dark charm at this time. The eyes of the glass are black and long, the flames are red and the lips are bright and beautiful. However, the bright and beautiful in the weekdays, but the layers are transparent. The color is frosty.

For revenge, he paid too much sacrifice, such as the day and night dual identity, such as the dark face of this strange face, such as the permanent internal injury, such as the boy's work for the tiger, but now I know, the deepest and most painful Actually, she stood inadvertently on her opposite side, banished her and hurt her.

Meng Fu Sha is also silent, and his heart is like a mess. She has always known that this incident has a share, but she has been reluctant to go deeper. Because Zong Yue and Chang Sun are very different, the long-term Sun Wuji’s ruin will be difficult to say, but Zong Yue may not, he has never Not a good person, but also for the revenge of the newspaper, he struggled to drift through the drifting, in the process of struggling, he has no innocent soul, who can guarantee that there is no Xu Wan? After all, for the original Zong Yue, their mother and daughter can only be considered strangers.

At that time, there was no reason to protect her, but it was possible to hurt her for some necessary reasons.

So she was afraid to uncover the truth, afraid to face the dilemma after she opened it, so she took out the hand that poked her chest and broke his last breath and told him not to finish.

However, after all, we can't avoid it, and finally come back in this way.

It’s the result, but she’s sighed with relief. It’s okay, not so bad. At that time, Zong Yue was still a teenager. The family changed his mind and kept an easy touch. The softness, he did not end up with Xu Wan’s knife, killing her, and only fulfilling it.

As for the mistakes made by them... It’s better to pursue the scene of the eight-year-old girl who locked the cabinet when she was forced to see the scene in the cabinet.

The deep doubts in the depths of the potential years, the accumulation of the heart can not be dissipated immediately, no matter how, think of Zong Yue eyes watching Xu Wan tortured and not to save the face, Meng Fu shake heart, inevitably cool, she is light Touching the bones of Xu Wan in the palm of his hand, for a long time, faintly said: "I am still the same sentence, God is getting people, not human, all the troubles, a write-off."

Then she took Xu Wan's bones and walked out without a big head.

The long-term grandson followed the Wuji silently. He looked at him when he was on the side of Zong Yue. He wanted to say nothing but did not say it and left quietly.

No one is wrong, but they are all wrong, but it is the result of the coolness of God's will, and changed the night without a sun, glazed fire.

Zong Yue did not move. He slowly sat down and sat in front of the shivering palace in the 14th year of silence and the earth-shattering, and sat in the ruins and dust of the wall.

Moonlight is clear, slightly bloody, like the night of the night fourteen years ago, hanging on the lunar cypress.

Shake.

Now I finally understand.

I have lived a thousand miles of wind, I have lived thousands of lives, and I have lived through poetry and wine, but I can’t get through it.

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The night is still in the middle, and the stars are twinkling. This is the fifth night of April 30th in the days of Tiancheng. After the dawn, it is the Queen’s succession ceremony. The history of Laos will be opened a new page. However, at this moment, the Imperial City is indulged, nothing new. The joy of coming towards the arrival.

The Yongchang Temple is brightly lit.

The 30,000 Royal Forest Army had not guarded in front of the various palace gates to block the entry of Meng Fu Sha, but they gathered in the hall of Yongchang, and the swords and arrows were in the strings, the sighs were transmitted, the cold light was iron, and tens of thousands of people were arrayed. Waiting, but a cough does not smell.

The torch is flaming, the sharp knife is sharp, and it is reflected by the moonlight. The entire white marble square seems to float with a layer of water.

Meng Fu shook her with more than 3,000 people, and walked calmly. Under her palace door, Tang Yizhong’s 50,000 troops were far away.

Three thousand rides in front of the main hall of the Yongzheng Temple, "嚓", three thousand sounds neatly sounded.

The Warriors of the Warriors were able to ride the world, and the 30,000-year-old Yulin Army showed his admiration, but he remained silent and confronted with an iron-like look.

In the scabbard of the squadron of the squadron, the squadrons of the squadrons were eager to try, and they were waiting for their king’s order, so that they would immediately smash the blood of this ugly dynasty into a river.

There was a long commanding voice, which came from the top of the main hall.

"Please, please, the Prince of the Great, the king of the king, the king,"

Meng Fu shakes his head and smiles. What kind of spectrum is this time? You let me in, you don't let me into, the difference is that you don't need to walk on the body.

She did not hesitate to make strides, and the 30,000 Yulin army waves were silently separated, giving way to a narrow, oppressive sword and gun.

The long bullets stretched from the bottom of the steps to the thousand steps. The light of the torch burned silently at the top of the gun. Meng Fu suddenly remembered that in Taiyuan, she also walked through the road of guns. At that time, she did not have martial arts, injuries, disguise, and thrilling tension.

She was also simple, free, happy and bright.

Meng Fu shake suddenly wet eyes.

For this life, the sea and the sea.

It has to be related to the loss of identity. When the status of status is turned upside down, suffering and frustration also come in parallel.

She took a deep breath, raised her head, and walked up the steps. The suffocating suffocation of the whole body was released. Wherever she went, the tip of the gun was broken. As her twilight figure went up, both sides continued. Jumping out of the shiny steel gun tip, Dangdang draws a white arc, which provokes the upper part of the torch to splash on Mars, and the squadron of the firearms is screaming and screaming back by the fire. The steps were tangled up, and the previous neatness and oppression were no longer repeated.

Meng Fu shakes a sneer and goes straight into the hall.

She never wants to control herself for others, and her road does not allow any blockage since then!

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Three major halls, the curtains are drooping, and the inner hall is still star-lighted, and the ghosts are flashing. The pace of the two steps on the mirror-like gold-brick floor, and the echo is long.

Meng Fu shook the long drive straight, and did not stop to open a heavy curtain, stopping at the last layer of the curtain.

The light is lit from there.

The veil is transparent, and the shadows reflect two figures. One by one, the head touches the head and seems to be whispering and looks very affectionate.

Hearing the footsteps, the man standing up looked up and smiled vaguely. "Come on?"

When the true tone is casual and natural, it seems that Meng has been waiting for a long time. It seems that Meng Fu Sha is a distant guest, and she is a warm host who has been waiting for the guests for a long time.

Of course, this voice is also very familiar.

Meng Fu smiled and his tone was very harmonious. "You are, how can I not give up?"

The man smiled warmly and said: "Please also open the curtain yourself. This palace is not convenient."

Meng Fu shook his sleeves, the curtains floated silently, and the dim light rushed into the eyes. The man under the lamp smiled and looked up sadly.

The brow bends like a moon, and the elegant literary show, the moon-white skirt and pavilion lie on the ground, the dark stripes on the skirt are hidden embroidered Buddha, the breeze spurs the temperament dust, and the eyes are peaceful and quiet, no red dust.

Feng Jing Fan.

Meng Fuyao fixed her eyes on her, and she took a long breath and muttered: "This world is really annoying. Some people are like cockroaches. Why are they not willing to die?"

"You are right." Feng Jingfan smiled. "It's really annoying."

As soon as she spoke, Meng Fu immediately made a vomiting expression, and he hurriedly apologized. "Sorry, I always want to vomit when I see you. Didn't you spit it out? Actually, I don't think so, Your place will not be cleaner than cow dung."

"It doesn't matter." Feng Jingfan is always amiable, gentle to the person lying on his shoulders, "Where you have been dirty, you have always been there."

"That is." Meng Fu shook, "but it's better than the dirt in the bones." Her eyes fluttered down, watching the old guy who seemed to enjoy the squinting under Feng Jingfan's hand, very cordial condolences. "You haven't died yet?"

Feng Xuan opened her eyes and looked at her for a long time. She sighed for a while, but she did not speak.

"What you have is the opportunity to talk to him." Feng Jing Fan Dao, "in hell."

"That's where you should go, I won't squeeze with you."

"I said, what are we two fighting here? That is the thing that the city shrews can do." Feng Jingfan suddenly smiled and said, "Respected Meng Yuwang, let's talk about business."

“Oh?” Meng Fu smiled and sat down. “What do you think we can talk about between us?”

"Give me the little chapter in your arms." Feng Jingfan smiled. "I will cover one of my wills."

"I said Her Majesty the Queen." Meng Fu shook his legs. "Are you supposed to hold the right hand with the right hand and hold the jade? How can you get such an important thing with the outsiders?"

"It’s not my sixth sister who didn’t make it. I stole the jade.” Feng Jingfan laughed. "It’s really a lot of things, jade, who is who it is, stealing is useless, it’s useless. ""

"Who said it? It is useful, at least it wants to destroy it." Meng Fu shake immediately took out the bright yellow satin bag from his arms and gently pinched it.

A pile of jade powder was scattered on the ground.

Looking at the pile of jade powder, Feng Jing Fan's face finally changed. After a change, she sneered: "Okay, well, it is the first madman in the continent of Wuzhou, ruining jade... you can do it."

"This is right, this is the tone and expression that people should have." Meng Fu shook his applause. "I have to ruin the jade, but I still have to look at you with a disgusting smirk and continue to talk to you. It is really alive. It is better to die."

"I feel like wasting time when I talk to you." Feng Jingfan said lightly, "You can get out now."

"It's good, this is what I want to tell you. I still have more than one word." Meng Fu shook his eyes and said, "You can get out and die."

"Oh?" Feng Jing Fan laughed, "Why?"

"Don't you have long eyes? Or do you think that the so-called hostage under your hand can change your life? Sorry, I am not interested," Meng Fu waved and let, "Please kill, please kill."

"You are three thousand guards. You can't change all the power of you and your Promise in the city."

Meng Fu shook his eyes, "Well?"

"Do you think that the 100,000 troops in Tang Yizhong are obedient? What is it for you?" Feng Jingfan is not in a hurry to give Feng Xuan a massage, and his tone is awkward. "It’s a pity that the 100,000 troops will happen tonight. There is no way to give you any support. Your three thousand guards have entered the palace, just between the 30,000 Yulin army and the 50,000-year-old Nagano army. I don’t know, your family claims to be the world’s first 3,000. Can you catch up with 80,000 of the same well-equipped weapons?

She smiled and blown her nails and said: "Oh, sorry, I forgot to tell you that the 50,000 troops of the third brother are actually mine, and the third brother has been loyal to me very early."

Meng Fu shakes a moment, then hears the sound of the door outside the palace door, the sound of the waves faintly drifting over, Feng Jing Fan Guangguang flashed, smiled. "You listen, start."

She then looked at her grandson and looked at her. She said, "His Royal Highness, have you considered being my husband?"

The long-term Sun Wuji smiled and sat in the chair and looked at her. "If you do the dowry, you can make a bed every night. I can consider letting you open your face and make it small. I am afraid that it will not help." I am afraid that I will vomit."

In his arms, Yuanbao adults suddenly got out and made a mouthful of expression.

"..."

Meng Fu shook his face black and had a good opinion on someone's cheeky face, but he couldn't help but smile when he looked at Feng Jing's face, and the long-term grandmother was shameless, and it was really embarrassing.

"There is nothing to say." Feng Jingfan's face is cold and white, "Exit! Go away! Swear, never invade again! Otherwise, I can't move you, let you more than 3,000 people all over the army, easy to get very!"

"You can easily get the cows." Meng Fu shakes and sits still. "Selling the mouth, the world is set, the throne is passed down, the queen is in place, and we will give way."

"Don't let?" Feng Jingfan sneered. "Are you Meng Fu Sha is not kind and bearable? Isn't the love army like to let his subordinates easily sacrifice? Isn't it a resentment that is not willing to let private grievances innocent? You are willing to kill one." I, harm you three thousand loyal guards? You are here, can, then you are waiting for the debt of 3,000 lives, you want to get out and save? I have 18 masters here, even if you can’t kill you, drag You have left a settlement time of 80,000 to 3,000 for a while, and it is ok."

"You know me very well." Meng Fu shook sneer. "So, do you want to try?"

Feng Jing Fan did not speak, and her white neck gradually appeared a little bit of blue, and her eyes were cold and faint. Under the light of the lavender palace lanterns, it looked like an unpainted wax figure.

Half a slap in her face, I don’t know who to sigh: "Go, take a point to show the Prince and Meng Wang, let them see clearly, the consequences of disobedience!"

The sound of the clothes and the wind on the eaves went away.

Three people are no longer talking.

The air is very quiet, only the scent of the candle core occasionally makes a loud noise and the old man's heavy and rapid gasping. The lamp is falling and untouched. Feng Jingfan is fascinated by the lonely lamp. Her face is pale and her eyes are dark and her fingers are nervous. The brocade Hua Tuo is tight and loose.

Today's situation, in fact, has reached the worst step for her. After her mother and Uncle Yu Heng are dead, the biggest shackles around her are gone. If we can't force the grandson and Meng Fu to shake today, she can no longer suppress it. Their ability, the only hope is that Meng Fu shakes his heart and withdraws from the palace. She quickly rushes to the position and then gathers the national forces to kill the two in the territory.

As for the consequences of killing them, what are the consequences of killing the country? I have done a good emperor, so I have reported the great hatred of this life!

At the beginning, she was scrupulous about the identity of the two people. I was afraid that I would kill them and lead the Promise and the Daxie United Army to destroy them. Only then did Uncle Yu Heng try to divide them and let them kill each other. She even had a vague promise. ——They broke apart. She married with a country, and surrounded by gentleness and supplemented by the territory. Who can resist the world? At that time, perhaps, the great-grandchild will change his mind?

It is this hope that is not really dead.

It’s time to kill them!

Feng Jing Fan's eyes turned, and his face looked gloomy on the old man on the couch. Feng Xuan was still half dead and not living. It was difficult to open his eyes. He was breathing on the couch, his fingers were still moving nervously... Damn What kind of medicine did the father eat after the mother? Why did you make him like this? The mental weakness is easy to control, and it is now, and it’s good, it’s a mess, and now it’s not finished, and the Queen’s name is still empty!

In the distance, the footsteps of the chowders were broken, and the silence of the empty hall was broken. Feng Jingfan’s eyes lit up and a smile of coolness appeared in the corner of his mouth.

A bang came to open the door, striding into the hall, and raising his hand from a distance, a few **** human skulls rolled to the foot of Meng Fu Shake the Sun.

The two looked down and their faces changed.

"The 14th Emperor of the Qi Dynasty, the Long Yongjun rebellion is here!"

"Good!" Feng Jing Fan raised his eyebrows and smiled. "High-handed!"

"Yes!"

In the distance, there is a faint screaming sound like a wave of waves, and it is mixed with the **** suffocation in the temple. It sounds like a bit of killing and horror. Feng Jing Fan’s eyes are two people, slowly, "The Long Yongjun has been under my control. Your three thousand guards will be stuffed with meat. Are the two still not dying?"

With a wave of her hand, the hall leaped eighteen figures at the corner of the hall, surrounded by Meng Fu Sha and the Long Sun Promise.

"Do not count life and death, keep them!" Feng Jingfan cold drink, "Let them listen to their own dying wailing!"

Eighteen people sang the sword in unison, and the "呛" sounded neatly. The dark hall was lit up with eighteen bright arcs, interwoven into a dense air network.

"My teacher Yu Heng, the absolute top method left, I taught these 18 people, they only practice this battle in their lifetime, soaking in the heart, all the energy and effort are in this position, even if you two If you have the strength of the top ten, you will be trapped!" Feng Jing Fan mouth screamed and smiled, turned and took the sacred ceremonial table, and looked at Feng Xuan. "Father, we still concentrate on writing the sacred decree." ”

She turned away from seeing the two and turned away.

"Hey!"

Eighteen people were armed with long swords, and Huaguang was fiercely attacked by Jianfeng.

Meng Fu stood there, listening to the sound of shouting outside the square, and suddenly said to the grandson: "I see... we really have to quit."

The great-grandchild smiled and said, "Where are you going, where am I?"

Feng Jingfan listened to his ear, his face sank, and he was slightly happy in the sinking.

If you quit, you will take more steps and you will have a chance to solve them.

"Opened the fourteenth emperor!"

The eighteen people who suddenly stunned and stunned were all stunned. When they turned around, they saw the black shadow outside the temple. The man who had thrown his head before did not leave.

Feng Jing Fan turned his head and said: "How have you not gone yet?"

"They also brought a few squadron guards to the head!" The man shouted. "Let the big bang Meng Wang squint to see how her subordinates died! Just get out early!"

"You want to be thoughtful!" Feng Jing Fan Daxi, a hand wave, "send it!"

The man threw his hand and threw it, and he screamed and screamed at the round things, and dripped it in the air.

The head was thrown out, Meng Fu Sha and the long-term Sun Wuji looked at each other and suddenly swept away, one left and one right, and swept the high beams of the hall.

"嚓-"

Several "heads" suddenly exploded in midair, and some directly exploded on the top of eighteen people. Some flew out of countless sleeves and flying needles, and some flew in the air, suddenly protruding several serrated knives. From the scalp of the person.

There is also a straight rushing Fengjing Fan, black wuwu's "hair" in the "squeaky" flying out of the three sharply rushed gold knife!

Feng Jing Fan sighed and screamed, and when he turned over, he floated over the bed. The golden knife was chasing after him. He followed the trajectory of her and chased the past. Feng Jingfan turned over and swept again. Before going to the bed, he turned from the lamp to the lamp and flew from the temple to the top of the temple. The bed was ruined by the ruined palace lamp and the temple was half-broken. The shredded pieces of silk satin pieces were shattered together with their clothes. The fragments are really wolf.

And the 18 people who devoted themselves to the formation of the Fa, did not expect the head to explode in the head, and the tragic connection, immediately injured half.

"Hey."

Meng Fu shakes the applause on the top of the main hall, and smiles: "Her Majesty, this is the good play you want us to see? It is so wonderful!"

"You--" Feng Jingfan retorted in escapism, "How come...how come!"

"What's the matter?" The other person who came to pick up was smiling from the outside of the hall. "His Royal Highness, you want to do things in my long-armed army, and don't want to think about my Tang family. It's a good one." Soft persimmon?"

The beautiful baby face is a little grandfather and another long-term grandson: "Do you want to do things in front of him? Don't even think about the name of the Promise Prince?"

"Do you praise me or hurt me?" The grandson of the Promise of the Promise of the Sunshine smiled. "In fact, the key to the problem is that the Queen's Majesty is too uncomfortable. Everyone has to be careful."

"How could it be..." Feng Jing Fan suddenly looked back in the air, she was obviously good but not really good, a burst of Mercedes-Benz has been black hair and sweat.

The long-term Sun Wuji didn't look at her and didn't answer it. Or Tang Yizhong loved to talk, and he said: "Your Majesty, Prince, since they know that you are still alive, it will definitely care for you. You control the majesty in Yongchang Hall. But you can't help but pass the message. The person who sent you the message is your personal maid. If anyone doesn't stare, stare at her."

Feng Jingfan leaned back and risked over a very narrow beam at the top of the temple. The golden knife flew over and brought her a piece of hair, but because the beam blocked it and couldn’t fly back, Feng Jingfan got rid of the knife. The wolf's landing, standing in front of the phoenix couch, sneer.

"The whereabouts of your little maid have always been under the control of the intelligence division of the Prince." Tang Yizhong smiled. "You didn't see the head of the person who had come in before? In addition to being tempted by you to prepare for the riots tonight." There are also Mingruo, oh, the hidden talents that you specialize in training are also there. To be honest, and to attack the assassination power with His Royal Highness, you are too far away."

"Thank you, help the district to eradicate the cancer." Tang Yizhong bent over and summed up his comments.

Feng Jingfan stood silently, her hair has been cut off by a flying knife, and she has long and short shoulders, some short hair covers her eyes, and she can’t see what the look is. The light is extinguished, and a shadow is hit on her face. The deep and shallow outline is no longer the gentleness of the past camouflage, but cold, hard, and gloomy.

She suddenly stepped back.

Retreat to the side of the phoenix spine, grab a sacred decree that has never been written, and hold the wrist of Feng Xuan with one hand, and sigh: "Father, you write! Write! Anyway, I am the Queen! I am always better than that. I don’t know how noble the road is!”

Her eyes are red and her breath is up and down. In any case, she has to fight for this last time!

The hall was very quiet, and the phoenix suddenly sighed under her palm and smacked the sacred purpose into her hand. "I have already written it."

Feng Jingfan heard that he suddenly stopped breathing, and his tone was calm and calm. He no longer felt the weakness of these days, and he was shocked. He hurriedly looked down. The last name of the empress in the imperial edict suddenly slammed into her eyes:

Feng Fu shake!

Her eyes were black and swaying, and there seemed to be a sudden glimpse of countless illusions in the field of vision. The colorful fascination fluttered in tears, and the four sides smashed the teeth and ran into her. She was stunned and stunned.

"Feng Fu Sha... Who is Feng Fu Sha!"

"Your sister." Feng Xuan calmly sat up, dressed, knees, and combed his hair with his fingers. At this moment, he was no longer the old man who was controlled by the declining. He was quiet and noble, and he was graceful and graceful. Laughing, although the color is still not good, but the emperor style, suddenly come back.

At the top of the hall, Meng Fu Sha has never come down, sneer at him, and it seems that he has not been surprised by his ups and downs.

Feng Xuan raised his head and smiled at her. He was very kindly beckoning and said: "Slow, my daughter, come, let me see you."

Meng Fu shook sneer, ignored it, looked up at the top of the temple, and felt that the strange animal of the shape was 10,000 times better than the old man in front of him.

Feng Jing Fan did not even retreat a few steps. He slammed into the royal couch. He didn't seem to feel pain. His face was white and shouted: "Who... who? Sister? Where is my sister..." Huoran turned his head and stared at Meng Fu’s eyes. His eyes were deep and the sea was tumbling. Like countless horses smashing in the wind of truth, those screaming and screaming, screaming and screaming, suddenly opened. The scene fourteen years ago.

Fourteen years ago, the little girl staring at her in the cupboard suddenly jumped out, and the bare-eyed adult-like eyes and the sneer-stricken woman on the top of the temple gradually coincided.

"It's you... it's you!"

Feng Jingfan will finally be defeated by this smashing, and the last obstinacy is broken. The enemy is actually the enemy of fourteen years ago, and the father and the emperor actually passed the throne to her!

"Why! Why!" She turned and screamed at the phoenix.

"You lost, it's that simple." Feng Xuan is still very kind to smile at her, "I want to choose the Queen, not a daughter."

"Do you hate me and my master and the master to imprison you and force you?" Feng Jingfan looked at him and muttered in disbelief. "But the father, you promised to pass it on to me, we are not against you." What are you doing, you hurt me like this... you hurt me..."

"What am I doing to you?" Feng Xuan looked at her calmly. "Net Fan, I don't mind if you want to make the princes move. You can do this. I am really satisfied, actually, until now," he Refers to the imperial edict that has just been filled with the name and the ink is not dry. "If you can drive away, the name above is still yours."

"you……"

"I have said that you want to choose the emperor. The real powerful, can sit on the emperor of the throne." Feng Xuan lowered his eyes, calm and cherished caressing the biography, "in the evening, the body is not tired In the political affairs, the squatting of the princes is deep, and the emperors of the emperors are busy fighting for contention. They are ignorant of the political situation. The national strength is not as good as one day. In this case, if the new emperor is not strong enough, there must not be enough power to clear the political enemies and clear the politics. I will be caught in the never-ending battle for imperial power. Sooner or later, I will die under the newly rising shackles or the sacred iron hoof of my eyes. This is the Jiangshan of my Feng’s royal family. I am a descendant of Feng’s family. How can I make it? The clan has cut off my hand? Therefore, this throne is only able to live."

"So you give up your children, so you pass the message to the Queen and indulge the children in the three realms? So you give them almost equal power, let them kill each other on the fair battlefield until the final winner is decided. Doesn't count the life and death?" Feng Jing Fan Yue said that the more trembling, the more the sound is colder and colder, "That is not a group of beasts who are rushing to eat, that is... that are all your children!"

Feng Xuan silently, after a long time quietly said: "Hey also came over like this."

Taking the throne as a bait, tempting children to kill each other, who is the last winner, who is king, like a clay pot