MTL - Legend of Fu Yao-v5 Chapter 20 Dominatrix (1)
Among the halls, Feng Xuan opened his arms and, in the position of a perfect father, opened the invitation and embrace of Meng Fu.
At the top of the main hall, Meng Fu swayed against the shackles, arms clasped in both hands, and one leg bent up and straightened, sitting facelessly, looking down at the phoenix.
For a long while, she smiled slowly and said, "Father?"
Feng Xuan’s eyes brightened, and Feng Jing’s face changed.
Not waiting for the phoenix to rejoice, Meng Fu Sha has been slow, and the word has been followed: "Zhong Zening's husband, Feng Jing Fan, she is a father, how to be the father of Meng Fu Sha?"
Feng Xuan’s face twitched a bit. In an instant, the facial features seemed to have moved. After a while, he regained his facial expression and pulled out a smile. “I’m holding it, I know you’re resentful, but I’m also awkward, now the queen is If you kill, kill and kill, you immediately abolish her, and even the family of her Zhong family is guilty of counter-crime. Everyone in the clock, how do you deal with it, until you get rid of it."
"There is this." Feng Xuan raised his hand in the book, and tempted a temptation to Meng Fu, "Yu Huangbit, you have been determined to pass on to you, from the future you are the Queen, killing and winning the world, and then do your best to control you. Hand, the peak of human glory and power, is at your feet, is it good? Can you like it?"
"Do not!"
One screaming and smashing the strange silence of this moment, Feng Jingfan, who had been supporting his body by the couch, suddenly rushed over and grabbed the script.
The phoenix's face turned into a hand, and the phoenix van Gogh five fingers were long and slender, and the nails flashed with a poisonous light blue fluorescence. She shot like a wind, and no matter whether the nail was scratched or smashed, it would ask him. Life, so unscrupulous murderous robbed over.
At the top of the main hall, the long-term Sun Wuji and Meng Fu shaked and did not move. Indifferently watching, Tang Yizhong had already retired from the suspicion and went to command the counterattack.
Feng Jing Fan Feng generally took over, Feng Xuan snorted, suddenly shot the script to the table, and leaned back.
The script was shot on the table, and a long roll was dragged down. Feng Jing Fan reached out and grabbed the script, and raised his hand to tear it.
"哧-"
A very light slamming sound, suddenly sounded from the end of the book that was slammed down at the end of the book. The dimly lit hall loomed only the pale green short awning, like the sky starlight flashing, showing a flash of light. A scream.
"what--"
The blood spurts out, but it is pale green. It is not like blood. It is like two small and strange blue and white flowers.
The last flower of light.
The short nails in the organs under the table were started at the moment when Feng Jing Fanfei quickly smashed the book. In the very close distance, the movement of the spring was strong, and the moment was shot into the Fengjing Brass who was tearing the book!
One straight into the eye, one through the bridge of the nose into the corner of the eye, both eyes are destroyed!
The screams of Fengjing Fan seem to have collapsed the entire hall, so sturdy and high-spirited, a straight line of steel needles straight up, up and up, does not seem to call themselves a broken soul, do not smash their hearts give up.
The youngest princess who has been accustomed to her childhood has been pampered in her life. She has never touched her noble jade hand, and even her nails have not been broken. Because she is afraid of suffering and suffering, it is also because of her natural physical limitations. Net Fan did not learn one-half of Yuheng, only to practice the lightness of the light, in order to save lives in times of crisis, now the pain of the eyes, how to withstand?
She screamed wildly, **** draped, sticky blood will be cut long and short black hair sticking to her face, black, black and white, red and red can not distinguish the five senses, only to see that the pink lips have become blue Only saw her mouth open, and called out the dripping blood from the throat.
Meng Fu shook his eyes, and Chen Yu’s temple was in the light, she had no expression.
Fourteen years ago, the golden red hibiscus flower skirt glimmered through the mind, and the ear slammed.
The sound of the lock.
Today, change your own lock for your life.
If you are a self-defense, you can't live.
Feng Jing Fan called, suddenly received a sound, it seems that it can no longer be called, the body looked back and humiliated, full of **** eyes "see" in the direction of Feng Xuan.
Her eyes are no longer the eyes, just two groups of vague flesh and blood, the flesh and blood are burning by the fierce and crazy hatred, and the trembling and beating is being "seeing" by such "eyes", even passing through the storm. The heart of the incomparably powerful Feng Xuan, can not help but tremble, shrinking on the couch.
Feng Jing Fan suddenly rushed over.
She rushed over and slammed it so fiercely. The blood in her eyes flew, and a deep red line stretched out. The trail of the line was not scattered. She had already reached the side of the phoenix.
Feng Xuan did not think that she was seriously injured. If there is still strength to attack herself, she shouted in horror: "Help me to save me - help save me -"
Meng Fu shake immediately lie down, lying on the squat beam, very good, very comfortable.
Feng Xuan was hopeless for help, and he saw the fierceness of Feng Jingfan. He had to rush to the same end. In the twinkling of an eye, he screamed and slammed into his chest.
He was hit with a sweet throat, his eyes suddenly black, flashing a fierce light, and suddenly when Feng Fengfan raised his hands again, he would pull a brass faucet on his side!
"call out!"
Dozens of sounds, the four corners of the bed, suddenly shot a lot of flying knives!
Knife light is like electricity, direct phoenix van Gogh body!
Feng Jingfan heard the wind rushing back, she was utterly ruthless, and she saved her life countless times, and there was still a distance between her flying knife and her. She had time to retreat.
On the top of the temple, Meng Fu Sha suddenly flicked his fingers.
Feng Jingfan only felt that there was a resistance behind him, as if a wall suddenly appeared behind the ground, and her life would block her last retreat, even if she felt that the whole body was cold.
The whole body was cold, and countless places were suddenly empty. It was like a woven brocade that was sleek and smooth. It was suddenly poked into countless holes and became a riddled net. The broken net was swaying in the wind. A wave of blood with suffocation.
Thousands of knives pierced, the punishment of the heavens.
Feng Jing Fan arrived at this time, but he stopped calling, and he couldn’t call it again. There was no need to call it. The blood of the whole body was spilled out, and all the language in his life was brought out. .
She just spun, turning the moon white skirt into a **** flower, the last bright flower, the deep red blood on the blueish white, the sharp glare, ... the moon white... the moon white... Nasty moonlight... hateful clear colors... Once upon a time, she only liked gold red, like big hibiscus flowers, like colorful pearl jewellery, those emerald cast emerald opal topaz crystal glaze, those bright Zhang Yang’s beauty is sharp and fascinating. In the past, for him, for the **** lotus, she will always wear the moonlight, remove the jewels, and replace all the related utensils with large size. Little lotus, day and night, study the boring and boring Buddhist scriptures... It’s so painstaking... It’s so painstaking... The love that started at the age of seven... It’s the day... It’s the day...
Suddenly she looked up and laughed wildly. She still laughed silently. She couldn’t see what a smile was like.
She smiled and stumbled, with a knife full of knives in the direction of the protagonist of memory, she did not know what she was going to do, and wanted to go with him? Is it to tell him about his own love of life, or just because of his never-ending obsession and illusion in life? Obsessed... obsessed... Feng Jingfan, who had been asked for no rebellion from a young age, did not know the taste of refusal, and never accepted rejection, so he became her obsession, and at the end he did not know that hate is love, only Knowing that you want to get it, until today, it will become illusory.
It turns out that everything in the world is illusory... The young lang is illusory... The legend of the birth of the lotus is illusory... The inheritance of the throne is illusory... The love of the father is vain... All hate and love are illusory...
It turned out that she came here, just for the illusion of life, she was in the illusion of this, and the organs were counted, and they did not make their own lives for a lifetime.
Why bother? Why bother?
She laughed, as if she had seen it, but she did not see it at all. The last time she struggled in her life, she was still in the direction of him.
The grandson of the Promise of the Promise, and the same faceless expression, looked at the woman who had rushed to him all the time. The eyes were so disgusting... If it weren’t for her, Xu Wan and Fuyang could wait for him to go back and save, fate. Will go completely in the other direction; if it weren't for her, the support would not be tortured by the locker in the locker, forcing the memory of the blockade for many years, and suffering hardships for 19 years; if it wasn't for her, how could it be hurt? The division between him and the gap between him has not yet been filled?
He is calm and emptiness will slap his sleeves.
A strong force rushed up, and Feng Seng, who was rushing over, was blocked, and he was blocked from Sanzhang. He even allowed her to approach the land where he was under him.
When the giant force is blocked, Feng Jing Fan’s body hits the wall. Previously, the back hit and blocked the way. Now it’s the front heart hit, the wound of the whole body steel knife is rushing, and then three points, blood madness, half empty In the middle of the spray of pink blood.
She slowly fell down. Before she fell down, she used her fingers to scratch her head. She seemed to want to grasp the invisible wall that the Sun Sun Promise and her always linger, and seemed to want to catch the illusion of the enemies that appeared in front of her. Meng Fu Sha, Feng Xuan... those rumors that she had been entangled in her life, and she began to end her.
She scratched her hand, the more she grasped it, the more she stopped, and finally stopped in the air.
She couldn't comfortably lie down and die forever - there were too many knives on the floor, and she was placed on the floor in the gold brick slats, and her body was elevated, becoming a very tired posture tilted thirty degrees.
Her hand is still high, an eternal scratching gesture.
I learned the holy and elegant fake lotus in my life and died in the most ugly position.
In the hall full of deep red blood flow, flowing down the blade along the numerous mouths, slanting and slanting on the ground, drawing a picture of a mysterious mysterious figure.
Feng Xuan couldn't hold the cough on the couch, curled up into a ball, and he had to run out of light, and the Queen Yuheng Fengjing had been circling for a long time, and he had to take care of the situation outside the country. It was already near the final limit. Supporting it, and then being hit by Feng Jing Fan, he only felt that he was going to be scattered.
He coughed, but showed a smug smile, and how he died. He was the last successful person. After all, he chose the most embarrassing ruler, and watched how to make the sleep of the sleepy, how happy it was; Seeing that the support shakes the net van Gogh, how crisp and neat, if she doesn't sleep, she doesn't have to hesitate – he doesn't need to be a bad man without a decisive emperor!
Thirty years ago, when his own father was handed over to him, he was also blood, a brother and sister.
The father said to him like this - it doesn't matter if the child is more, and there is a choice in the future. My first generation is that there are too few children, and the qualifications of the two children are not good. In the end, I chose one, and the rule of China has declined for ten years. It’s not that the descendants have prospered the British, and they may have destroyed the country a hundred years ago.
The father said to him like this - but don't have to love too much, love is stunned, and you will be reluctant in the future.
Then there is no love, those who are warm and tender, need only, just like the Queen, Wuzhou mainland knows that his phoenix wife is like a tiger, and he is a laughing stock, but his wife is because he loves his wife, and he does not love the counterfeit goods. Where is the fear?
Fear, but that is a powerful man.
He once thought that there is always a solution - then Ning young, Yu Heng strong, lonely men and women get along with each other all the year round, it is inevitable to dry fire, as long as they have adultery, broke the weapon of Yu Heng, broke her arrogance, where still Where are they swaying?
For this reason, he counted Yuheng for many years. Those medicines for cutting heart were put in the palace with little weight and applied to the palace, even to the people who are close to him. He wants him to throw down his wife, but what he never imagined is that the wife is so rude, remembering her noble status, never let Yu Heng close to her body, and Yu Heng is so powerful, so The calculations that have been inactive for many years have been suppressed by his powerful force.
However, after all, the suppression is only suppression, and the fire is pressed for a long time. Once it breaks out, it will be more fierce burning. Now it is not good? Look, his daughter, and he actually chose a way to solve the pair of men and women.
Desire and hate, the double-edged sword, used well, is the most powerful weapon.
If Meng Fu shakes, there is no hatred to drive, can you do this kind of decision?
However, her hate, he also has to be controlled within a limit, so let her hate the fire, really take it to burn.
Feng Xuan’s cough, coughing out a **** thick, picking up the script, and smiling at Meng Fu’s invitation.
His pale-eyed eyes were dark and black, and under the blood and dim light of the temple, he swayed the golden radiant book that he thought was very tempting, and smiled at Meng Fu.
Meng Fu shakes and looks at the smile, just like watching a ghost who has emerged from the ground, the left hand has the right hand to chopper, and the human nature is definitely not. The mission of birth is to swallow the flesh and blood that falls on his body.
She is silent, silent for a long time.
Feng Xuan is not in a hurry. He is very patient. He does not believe that some people will not be tempted by this supreme power. She is a great general, and she is a great general, and she is a Xuanyuan national teacher. She is so interested. Participating in political disputes in various countries, she is born into a politician who is arrogant and omnipotent, so what reason does she have to accept a broader world? What generals, princes, and national teachers, no matter how many people are under the 10,000 people, after all, are the courtiers of others, the winner of a country, the empress?
The blood in the temple is filled with air, and the candle is swaying. The darkness seems to be unspeakable. Outside the temple, a long row of long windows has been slightly white, and the east gradually reveals the darkness. The dark night will eventually pass, and the sky will soon be bright.
After dawn, it was the painstaking and arrogant Feng Xuan that tested the decided queen's succession ceremony at the last minute.
The empress, who is about to succeed, is still at the top of the temple, indifferently watching the countless succession of life and death.
The script is soft and smooth, with a flash of light in the darkness, which looks holy and solemn, and the blood on all sides has never been contaminated.
Meng Fu Shao finally moved.
She floated down from the shackles of the beams and floated to the front of the phoenix.
Feng Xuan squinted and smiled, satisfied and satisfied.
He clung to the edict, and waited for Meng Fu to reach out and take it. Then he would shrink back and make conditions for Meng Fu.
His wishful thinking was not successful.
Meng Fu shook his hands behind him, didn't pick up the books at all, just looked at him with awkwardness and said: "Conditions."
Feng Xuan stunned, and then smiled more satisfactorily. Well, this is the style of the Queen. It doesn't matter if he is despised by himself. As long as the successor is strong enough, he is happy.
It seems that it is right to not look for her for so many years. Meng Fu Sha, who has practiced in the **** and hurricane of the rivers and lakes, is obviously more experienced than his sons who are raised in the court.
"You swear." He slammed his fingers and rolled open the wall behind him, revealing a god, enshrining the beast of the bird's head. "You swear to my Feng's ancestor, you, the phoenix daughter Feng Fu, always loyal to Feng's Loyalty to the ancestral ancestral sect, Ke Cheng Datong, Dai Tianli, nurturing Li Wei, cultivating the earth to the far, and protecting the country from the world. If there is any violation, the heavens and the earth will not be allowed, and the body will be devastated by the Thunder.
He slowly stayed on his bed and bowed to the totem. He turned his back to Meng Fu’s long and meaningful way: "I am the ancestor of Feng’s origin, the ancient Fengshen, with miracles, very effective."
Then he turned around and looked at Meng Fu Sha with full hope. The Wuzhou mainland vows before the gods are all right, as long as Meng Fu shakes the daring to swear before this god, it shows that she has no heart to swear, take the throne to retaliate, this is his last to Meng Fu The test is also his last killer, although he himself feels that a squatting position is enough to offset the suffering and anger of Meng Fu, but in order to prevent it, this oath must be made.
Meng Fu shakes his eyes and smiles indifferently. He said: "Feng Feng shake?"
"You can never surname Meng." Feng Xuan said, "This surname is the real honorable surname."
"You finally decided to pass the throne to Feng Fu Sha? You and the palace girl Xu Wan were born with the lowest status of the emperor Feng Fu?" Meng Fu Sha asked again.
Feng Xuan thinks that this sentence is nonsense. I think that this child is too excited to be too embarrassed to laugh. He said: "Yes, it is your mother. You can also give her a title after you succeed. Her mother is expensive. In the future, the Queen Mother is no longer a low-lying woman. If you are happy, you can give her a different name when you are in history.
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She said clearly and fluently, without ambiguity, Feng Xuan listened carefully, showing a satisfied smile and offering the script.
Meng Fu Sha took it casually.
The script is in the hands, like a picture of a river with a blood-stained dip, and between the numbers, it seems to hear the crying of those who are dying, the four princesses, the five kings, the six princesses, the seven emperors, the eight emperors, the emperor who died in the long-term rolling The emperors, oh, and the big emperor, I heard that the purple cloak she led defeated, and was forced by the three emperors to go to the Beijing suburbs, the Xiuxiufeng, the purple cloak, and the unruly grandmother was unwilling to fail, anger and self-sufficiency... ...and one more dead.
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Meng Fu shakes the script, and does not climb the joy of the peak of the world. I can't imagine what the empress has to be happy. She suddenly wants to laugh, smiles happily, laughs and laughs, and laughs at the red and white. Of course, laughing at the group for this **** thing contends for a fool of your life, do not know the power of desire like a knife net, who lives in the net, who is Ling Chi.
So she laughed, and she smiled sharply and screamed at the clouds. She laughed for a whole quarter of an hour. Feng Xuan thought that she was happy and laughed, and she laughed with her. She gradually felt that something was wrong and her face was slowly The change has changed. When Feng Xuan thought she was going to laugh, Meng Fu suddenly stopped, as if she hadn’t laughed so crazy. She grabbed the script and ignored the Fengxuan. She turned calmly.
In front, a sun rises, and the light shines like gold. The giant sword usually opens up the heavy haze and blood, and instantly fills the entire empty hall.
Under the thousands of layers of jade, after a night of killing on the square, the blood has been exchanged for peace. The Yulin army, who received the order from the majesty, finally retired, and the Changyong army of the Tang family is always in the hands of Feng Xuan. At the end of the dispute, the power of the overall situation is controlled. Of course, for the flexible Tang Jiaxiao, the Majesty is already a past tense. He only needs to be loyal to the Queen to ensure his Tang family is rich and rich.
The army was withdrawn, the Baiguan geese stepped, the Wenwu division, stepping on the marble floor and the blood that had not been completely cleaned and tidy, waiting for today's succession ceremony.
All the preparations are done, waiting for the last name.
The prime minister led the hundred officials to lie under the scorpion, and waited uneasy for the result of deciding their future destiny. He did not know who it would be. He only knew who he had said, and who finally came out of the hall. Who is the new emperor.
The sun rises, the Xia Cai Wanzhang, the jade white long-order thousand-level stilts, in the middle of a cloud steaming Xia Wei, at the end of Jiuyi.
At the end of Jiuyi, the closed temple door slowly opened in the eyes of all expectations, a slender black figure, holding a stack of scripts, slowly stepping out from the temple.
She came back from the back, wearing a colorful Xia Cai Jin Hui, straight and long-sighted, such as the **** of dust on nine days.
The hundred officials worked hard to see the face of the new master.
The prime minister’s brain suddenly slammed.
Why is Da Meng Meng Wang!
He looked up and looked at the woman who was expressionless and looked down at the teenager. She looked at her eyes and looked at her.
Suddenly remembered a long time ago, when he called him to discuss the matter, he said with a deep meaning: "Reassured, you will find a resolute and promising Lord for you."
At that time, he boldly said: "Your wise, I am not convinced now, I really need the iron fist of the fortitude of the British and the British, but... in the present imperial concubine, there seems to be no ... the nature of fortitude."
He laughed and didn't answer, and he only said for a long time: "Maybe, it will be there."
Today, I only understand!
Today, I really understand the meaning of the imperial edict of "the gift of ceremonies, nothing".
Under the sacred heart of the sacred heart, the line of thousands of miles, actually not the courtiers can speculate!
He quickly got up and raised his hands. His heart was filled with admiration for the old emperor and fear of the new emperor. He took the lead in leading the officials and shouted deep into his head.
"See my Lord!"
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On the sixth day of April 30th, the seven mysterious queens of the Seven Kingdoms finally appeared. The legendary women who have served as the Promise General, Prince Daxie, and Xuanyuan Guoshi once again opened a shocking new chapter in the history of the Seven Kingdoms. .
At the beginning of the sixth day of April, the new empress Meng Fu was shaken at the Yongquan Palace in Yongzheng Temple. The noon sun was almost warmly sprinkled on the bright red hall of the Ming and Qing Dynasties, with a fascinating glow, wearing a twelve-grain pattern of sea water and five colors of moiré. The phoenix robe, the emperor wearing the seven-gold gold silk crown stands on the throne of the throne, and the long Yunxia skirt is spread under the jade steps. The 19-year-old woman Fanghua is just right, the Dan lip is a tooth, the black hair moth, the white forehead , and this royal rich and ordinary, luxurious, splendid, bright and beautiful.
It was only the glamorous Queen's gaze, but it was like a knife. When her eyes were dark and the dragon's seat was cold, all the official officials were as low as the wind-blown grass.
Among the long horns, the noble lyrics, and the deafening sound of the firecrackers, the ceremonial tribute, the singer, the civil and military officers are in place, the music is revived, all four worship, the read-up officer and the exhibition officer Ascending the case, reading the other 诏 另 另 另 另 另 另 另 孟 孟 孟 孟 孟 孟 孟 孟 孟 孟 孟 孟 孟 孟 孟 孟 孟 孟 孟 孟 孟 孟 孟 孟 孟 孟 孟 孟 孟 孟 孟 孟 孟 孟 孟 孟 孟 孟 孟 孟 孟 孟 孟 孟 孟 孟Court training, how to go out early in the palace red dust experience, how the character is expensive and deep, how the wind is the peerless, she can not be the emperor, tens of thousands of words.
The ministers and the envoys of the countries noticed that the Queen before the gold case had been indifferent to the imitation of the script, and the fingers were pounding on the throne, watching the undulating melody, but did not know the knock. What is the song.
Only Meng Fuzhi knows that she is knocking on a small order. In the past, she was a professor who was obsessed with Yuanqu. She once invited some famous small orders to compose music. Among them, there is a long time [Zhong Lu·Red Embroidery Shoes 】.
"The top peak of the snow sword, the cliff water hanging ice curtain, leaning against the tree mourning to get the cloud tip. Blood Huayu Du Yu, Yindong Feifeilian, than the human heart is not dangerous!"
The danger of the human heart, the victory!
After the reading of the script, it was granted, and the phoenix was supported. The "Jade" was handed over to Meng Fu and then retreated into the harem. The jade was naturally gone. It was destroyed by Meng Fu. There was no jade in the ceremony, but Meng Fu Shao grabbed it. The cake was stuffed with the bright yellow satin in the hands of Feng Xuan, so Feng Xuan had to hand over the "fat cake jade" to the ceremonial official, and then sent it by the ceremonial officer, and then solemnly handed it to Meng Fu Sha, during which the phoenix The face of the spine has been twitching, and Meng Fu has nothing to do - if it feels that it might smudge her own hand, she was originally planning to send someone to dig a scorpion with a yellow satin.
As for the jade statues, the officials did not dare to say that the emperors and granddaughters who were supposed to observe the ceremony were not there. They were tricked into the apse when they entered the palace, and they were told that the new emperor ordered them not to participate in the ceremony. The ancestor spirits respected the fragrance before, and prayed for the National Games Changlong. The temple door was locked. The outside army guarded it. There was no one in it. Meng Fuquan authorized Ji Yu to see who would lick him and smash the mud. When the mud was full of mud, After closing the hall of the emperor's grandson, they finally got quiet.
Feng Xuan has no opinion on this. To be honest, after he succeeded to the throne, his brothers and sisters were killed and eaten.
When Meng Fu shakes down on the throne of the gold-embellished jade, and accepts the Baiguan dynasty and the national envoys, she suddenly becomes stiff.
Zong Yue and the great-grandchild are in the end.
The emperor of Xuanyuan State and the prince of the Promise Kingdom could have congratulated the ministers without having to kiss the body. However, the two did not seem to care about the etiquette and did not mind attracting the seven countries to discuss.
Seeing her look, both of them looked up, and the long-term Sun Wuji smiled at her, and his eyes were full of comfort. He knew that for Meng Fu, this moment is not the glory of her life. She must be full of disgust in these rituals. .
Zong Yue looked straight at her, his eyes no longer escaped from the original, and the pain in his eyes was a little bit eager. Meng Fu wave greeted such a look, half a sigh, smiled at him faintly.
According to the etiquette, Zong Yue is the Xuanyuan Emperor. He has the highest status in the guest. He first congratulated him. The slender man was lightly squatting under the scorpion. He said: "Her Ma’s majesty is in the position, and he is willing to take care of Yingcheng. Cheng Xia, the country is willing to negotiate business with the United States, and the two countries reciprocate."
Meng Fu shakes up the ceremony, and all the ministers are happy. Xuanyuan has a world of business, and there is a large population of people. However, there has been no state affairs in the past, and there is no trade and mutual benefit. If the two countries trade from this place, they will be all kinds of famous craftsmen. Novelty products have a stable and huge sales channel, and Xuanyuan minerals are abundant, and they are also very helpful for the development of weapons that are good at it. Xuanyuan Emperor volunteered to show that the current economic recession is not in the rain. .
Meng Fu shook at Zong Yue’s painful eyes, and when the light and shadow came back, the 14-year-old boy was gently stroking his loose mouth, so low. Say: "But I hope you forget... but hope you forget... don't think like me, think of it day..."
What is wrong with him? A boy who bears a deep hatred, someone else killed his father as his face, forcing him to flee for thousands of miles. From then on, what reason does he have to be hard and not indifferent?
Others have never saved him from being dear, but he has saved her from no family.
He was so painful that he lost his joy in life since he was a teenager. He was so hard to be tortured every day, so he hoped that she would avoid such pain and grow up briskly and brightly.
He gave her a fresh start to this world.
He created the initial meaning of Meng Fu Sha, without the Meng Fu Sha, who forgot everything, there is no Meng Fu Sha, who is brave enough to face today.
The old road’s sentence was not finished, and Meng Fu’s shake was automatically added to him.
He is your benefactor.
Yes, benefactor.
For Xu Wan, perhaps it is ruthless, but for her Meng Fu Sha, he has not had a slight owe.
She raised her eyelashes and looked at Zong Yue deeply. She smiled a little and said: "Yes, the good intentions of the majesty, the support of the heart has always been deeply thankful."
Zong Yue’s eyes brightened and he still wanted to say something. The long-term Sun Wuji suddenly stepped forward and smiled and said: “The Promise is willing to be with the Majesty’s dynasty, and you will be perfect.”
Meng Fu shakes him and thinks that this person can grasp the time and punctuality in this context. It is a natural deadness.
“Thank you, Prince.” Meng Fu shook his head very fakely. “It’s too serious to say that it’s too serious. I dare not dare.”
The long-term grandson is very happy to retreat, very good, so that is a smile, he did not see her smile for a long time, add up to a total of one hundred and sixty-six hours and three moments.
At this time, Bai Baiguan was not happy at all. He knew that His Majesty and Wuji Xuanyuan had a good relationship. It was originally a prince, and now it seems that it is indeed worthwhile.
The courtiers saw them one by one, and Meng Fu’s eyes shook suddenly.
The woman who came up with a dark blue in her clothes and a bright red color, but not obvious, was lined with her honey-like translucent skin. Instead, she gave birth to a strange and charming style. She had a longer swan-like neck than ordinary people. Under the sunlight, the outline is a layer of light gold, the facial features are beautiful and deep, and the eye sockets are deep, with a dazzling dawn, like a flowing abyss or a floating night.
is her.
It was the mysterious woman I met on the restaurant that day.
Because of her piece of paper, she slammed the threshold of old things in advance, pushed away the deep palace door, and saw the most unbearable memories of her life.
Meng Fu Sha has a kind of unspeakable feeling for this person. She feels that her manners are very natural and friendly, but she is also very strange.
In a blink of an eye, Zong Yue looked at him. Zong Yuezheng frowned at the woman’s back. Did they know?
The woman gently came forward and made a few gestures. The golden ring **** her side followed suit and followed the stunned ceremonial translation: "Fufeng Tal, the goddess of non-smoke, congratulations to His Majesty the Emperor Fushouwan year."
Non-smoke...
It turned out to be the sacred woman of the Fufeng people. Meng Fu listened to Yao Xun and said that the status of the Fufeng saints is not lower than that of the family. However, the name of non-smoke seems to have been heard. Meng Fu’s thoughts did not think about it. Even if it is, the non-smoke has already raised a smile, and the golden ring girl sent a box with a white body, saying: "I would like to help you with the sea pearls of the Rizhao Sea. Stabilizing the meridians, solidifying the Peiyuan, if supplemented by the Fuyu deep sea oyster sauce, it will have a miraculous effect on all internal and external injuries, and can improve the skill."
Meng Fu shook his eyes and smiled. He said, "Oh? 蛟 oil?"
The Golden Ring girl nodded proudly and said: "I have the most helplessness in the wind, and most of the people who are good at the military are really tempered, but one of them is only one of them."
Meng Fu smiled and said: "It's really fascinating." She looked up and touched the silent, non-smoke eyes.
The latter gave her a light and fascinating smile.
Behind her, the great-grandchild suddenly suddenly raised her eyebrows.
Before the end of the ceremony, the ceremonial officer asked Meng Fu to shake the year, and Meng Fu thought about it. He casually said: "It is the end."
"Tang Yan Shengming's rule, my emperor Shengming!" The courtiers admire, only the seat of Meng Fu shakes his smile, and several distinguished guests suddenly could not help but shook his head.
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In the first year of the reign of Emperor Duan, the new emperor succeeded to the throne, the first thing, the emperor moved to the palace, moved from the Yongchang Hall to the Chengxing Hall, where the Zongdian, which is dedicated to the emperors of all generations, is very lonely, Feng After the revolving, Meng Fu Sha never asked for security, but the guards were well guarded. Feng Xuan several times to see her, she said that she did not have time, to see other children, Meng Fu Shao said that there is no time.
It is not available, the emperor's emperors are still in the temple, not allowed to go home, no quarrels, no mention of any requirements, Meng Fu shake did not say anything, did nothing, they will be stuffed with a stomach boring.
On April 16th, the three emperors who had rebelled against the army were defeated by the Chang Yongjun. The three emperors were placed under house arrest in the auxiliary Beijing Palace. The female emperor personally went to see the words. The three emperors debated the words in court, alluding that the female emperor was not correct, and the world was unified. When the faculty and the faculty have both, the female emperor does not say a word of laughter, and at the end of the slap, he praises: "A good splendid article!"
Then he got up and said: "If you make a fuss like embroidering, you need to be meditation. How can you let the power fight for filth? The three halls will slowly make a fuss here. Also, you are both self-proclaimed and talented, and you will be given to you. Get out the topic of relationship politics, let you go out and seal you as the Regent."
"Really?" The eyes of the three emperors shined.
"Jun has no jokes." The female emperor is awe.
"What topic?"
The female emperor touched her chin and smiled
