MTL - The White-Haired Imperial Concubine-Chapter 236 Finale (33)
236 Finale (33)
Regaining his thoughts, he quickly reached out and clasped the pulse of the wrist of Tian Qiu Men Men. The vision of Tian Qiu Men Men changed, and his wrist rolled over immediately, avoiding her hand, and slamming into the back of the neck. He walked around and turned to the side. While blocking his gestures, his right leg was lifted, and he kicked hard against the heavy Fengya chair collapse. The chair collapsed and shifted, sliding more than three meters away. Jeong Hyun Hyuk left the area under the control of the Lord of Vengeance. She was relieved and focused on the enemy. From the beginning to the end, Zong Zheng's face in crisis remained unchanged. He just looked at the three men fighting in the air.
Although Man Ran has Rong Qi's internal strength, there are not many people in the world who can become her opponents, but the master of Tian Qimen is one. She practiced swordplay from an early age, fighting with bare hands and empty hands. She did not have much advantage, and the fist routine of the master of Tian Qiu Men was extremely weird. She was careful to deal with the dozens of tricks, and suddenly a heavy object fell on the ground behind her. She saw that the host of Tian Qiu Men's door changed greatly, and her moves were a little messy. She took the opportunity to hit his chest with one palm, which was very powerful.
The host of Tian Qiumen snorted, and took seven or eight steps to stand firm. Wow spit out blood, and the masked black cloth on his face fell down, revealing a face that has not seen light all year round. It was a cheek severely burned by the fire. Although it may have been years from the point of the burn scar, it was still terrible. And under the burnt face, a dark purple oval scar was extremely attractive.
He froze, opened his eyes and looked at him, and blurted out: "Are you ... uncle ?!" She was startled, some unbelievable, no wonder there was ** in the wine that year, her uncle Qin Shen and her His father is as concerned about Fu Jie.
Tian Qinmen's gatekeeper Qin Shen's face changed, his eyes flickered slightly, and he rushed to Fu Jie, who fell to the ground behind her, covering her chest. "How are you? Not badly hurt?"
Fu Jie struck Zong Zheng without a hand, her face was gray, she fell to the ground and closed her eyes, panting, as if she was injured. She shook her head without squeaking.
Zongzheng gathered the sword without worry, and flew to the side of Manyu, raising her hand to see. He frowned, his expression a little nervous.
Mangan wondered, "What's wrong?"
Zongzheng opened her palm without worry, and saw that the skin of her palm was intact and there were no signs of injury. She breathed a sigh of relief and said lightly, "Nothing." Fu kite.
Fu Yu panted a few times, slowly opened her eyes, and stood in front of her pointing at her Zongzheng with no sword, with complex emotions flashing in her eyes, "Chouer, you are not vicious enough." Sword, why use a palm?
Zong Zheng looked at her with no plans, his hands trembled, and he didn't speak. Although everything she has given him over the years is false, the feelings he has pinned on her "mother" for more than two decades are real. Twenty years! More than eight thousand days and nights, what a long time. And how much he respected this woman in those 20 years, how much he hated her now, but when he started, why was he so uncomfortable?
Fu Jie smiled slightly, with a bit of relief, but more bitter and unspeakable, quietly: "If you are my son, my son and Min He's son, that would be great!" She used to really treat him He loved him as his own son. He was so smart, sensible, and filial. She fancied countless times that it was her and Zong Zheng's illustrious child. But when she remembered the pain in the memory, she couldn't control it. Live her struggles in revenge.
Zong Zheng's face was a little bit helpless, and he said in an extremely cold voice, "Your son is dead."
There was a bit of pain in Fu Yu's eyes, and her heart trembled. She turned to see the breathless Rong Qi, and a little sadness jumped into the eyes. She closed her eyes and opened it again, "Yeah, my Qier, already dead."
Zong Zheng looked at her with anxiety and asked coldly, "You can choose a piece of corpse, a piece of Lingchi or a sword of five thousand, or a piece of corpse."
Fu Jie lowered her eyes without frowning, and said lightly, "Just as you are happy, do whatever you want to do with resentment. Or ... plan, you help mother choose." She said very easily and plainly, as if in While in the Imperial Palace, others asked her, "Mr. Queen, what would you like for lunch?" She smiled and said, "Take care, help your mother decide."
Zongzheng's unconscious heart twitched slightly, watching her eyes grow in anger, the sword in her hand slowly reached her heart, gritted her teeth, and said, "You don't use 'mother' against you anymore" These two words! Okay, if you let your uncle choose for you, let's linger three thousand swords later, leave a breath for five horses, and finally smash the corpse to a halt. It's a cold voice, but it has an inexplicable tremor.
Fu Jie smiled and listened to him. There was no reaction on her face, and her eyes were still water, as if they were studying how to die had nothing to do with her. When he finished, she just said casually, "OK."
"Master ?!" Qin Shen, the master of Tian Qiumen, frowned, and his blue muscles appeared on his head.
Fu Jie looked back at him, and sighed, "Let's say early, don't follow me, you just don't listen. It's a good day, but you have to run to the palace to be an eunuch, why do you know that you don't follow me? There will be good results, how to say you just refuse to listen. "
"I'm willing!" Qin Shen's mouth stubbornly perplexed, and his savage eyes at this time were full of obsession.
Zong Zheng raised his eyebrows with no worries, and teased his lips with lip-scratching: "The affection of the master and servant is really touching. I am a good man and fulfill your master and servant together on the road. Leng Yan," he called at the collapsed Xuanyuan Hall With a cry, Leng Yan appeared, and Zongzheng said with no worries: "Make people prepare for Ling Chi's punishment, tell the executioner to leave a knife, and there are 3,356 swords, one knife is not less. Give her breath If a person dies before five horses are separated, I will delay him! "
Leng Yan led away and was a little shocked. She frowned and looked at Zongzheng Wuyou's ruthless look. She sighed. Although she hated Fu Yue too much, this way of death was too cruel.
"Princess," Xiao Xunzi suddenly called her, took out a letter from her arms, "this is left to you before the emperor leaves."
Man's eyes narrowed and he was slightly puzzled. Rong Qi left her a letter? Why didn't Xiao Xunzi take it out early and wait till now? She frowned, picked it up, took it in her hand, and felt Zongzheng looked at her without worry. She looked back, and Zongzheng glanced away without worry, her mouth was tightly squeezed, and her eyelashes drooped. Different colors. She bit her lip and opened it for a moment. A large piece of white paper with a simple line of words on it: "Ronger, please give her happiness, this is my last request."
He froze for a moment, turning around to see Zong Zheng's worry-free and sorrowful expression, and his heart sank. Hold on to that letter, your fingertips turned white. It seems that Rong Qi had expected this result long ago, and he still loves his mother, no matter how his mother treats him. Thinking of this man, her heart was choking, and she slowly raised her head, "No worries, can you ..."
"Do you want to plead for her?" Zongzheng cut off without worry and saw her intentions at a glance, or when Xiao Xunzi took out the letter, he had expected it. His face was dull, his voice was cold, and he stared at her eyes, as if a flaming flame was burning under his eyes.
Digging her throat tightly, she knew that Wuyou would be this kind of reaction, and she knew that asking Rong Qi to intervene for Fu Jie was a kind of harm to Wuyou. But can she refuse Rong Qi? The man who gave her everything, even blood and life, for her all her life, never asked her anything. This is his only and final request. Can she refuse?
She didn't want to hurt and worry, but what could she do? Forbearing a bitter heart, she worked hard to word, did not dare to look at Zong Zheng's worry-free eyes, and looked up: "She is indeed unforgivable, and death is already the biggest punishment ..."
Zong Zheng's gaze was calm and his voice was like a cone of ice: "You seem to have forgotten, the shame of the red account two years ago, the frustration of one year ago? If death is the biggest punishment for a person, then these ... What else? "
The man shook his body and opened his mouth, "I ..."
One of my words has just come out, and the rest of the words are choked in my throat. How could she forget the pain of eternal life? Life and death in the red tent wandered into white heads, and returned to Tongguan for three days and three nights to dig in the pit and bury the snow ... The grief and despair at that moment will be unforgettable forever. She turned her head and looked at Rong Qi again, the **** white face that had been drained of blood, the pair of desperate eyes that had been filled with affection and affection, and then left only ashes of despair, that even when she died she had to use her body to keep her safe Rong Qi! And standing opposite her was her carefree love and death, and she could not pray to him to understand her. He is such a proud person! She has been loving her wholeheartedly.
Zongzheng Wuyou saw her eyes full of sorrow and struggle struggling at Rong Qi, and he remembered that she had cried with Rong Qi's hand until she broke her heart, and twisted unconsciously as if someone was holding The whip with salt water twitched a few whip on his heart, and it was jerking. The flames of his eyes cleared away, the calmness of his armor was stripped, and the sadness deep in his eyes became clear. He didn't care if she was a descendant of the Qin family, or he was a chess piece used by enemies to control him, but he couldn't care if she still loved another man in her heart! He couldn't rub a grain of sand into his eyes, and couldn't accept the love that he exhausted to protect in the end, but it was not complete. 2k novel reading network
