Evil King, your vest fell off

Chapter 781

His body froze, his whole body was in burning pain, and his desolate eyes were reflected on the cold blade.

"Let's do it," he suddenly relaxed, and his strength gradually dissipated.

Pfft, it was the sound of a knife being pierced into the body. Situ Qingming's heart was in pain, and a sad smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "She hates me?" When he was about to die, the shadow of that woman flashed in his mind unexpectedly, maybe it was Not reconciled, that's just one step away. If Nanhui didn't rebel and Ming Qianjue died, then it might be possible for him and her.

Ming Qianjue twitched the corner of his mouth, and looked down at this slumped man with a dark look in his eyes, and then he immediately drew his sword, Situ Qingming couldn't hold on, and fell to the ground.

"You don't deserve to like her!"

Consciousness gradually blurred, but this cold voice was surprisingly clear.

His eyes were covered with nostalgia, as if he had returned to the scene when he and her first met. If he could hold her tightly at that time, maybe he would not be so obsessed with revenge.

It's not that I don't know the outcome of this battle, it's just that if I don't fight hard, I won't be reconciled after all.

However, he still lost, and he closed his eyes in the relief of unwillingness to surrender and dissatisfaction.

This battle has been fought for so long, and the outcome has finally come out. Feng Yuan and Nanhui formed an alliance, agreeing not to invade for a hundred years, and after this battle, Xi Rong was severely injured. King Xirong had no choice but to send someone out for peace talks, discussing the issue of land cession and compensation.

Hearing this news, Feng Nuanyang felt joy from the bottom of his heart, rubbed his stomach, and went back to the tent, intending to talk to his father.

He knew that this result should make him feel at ease, Nan Hui is fine, Feng Yuan is fine, Qian Jue has avenged him.

But when she saw the empty bed, her face changed, and her eyes wandered to places that could be seen at a glance.

No, people are gone!
She pursed her lips, and quickly ordered people to go down to look for it.

But after searching the entire barracks, no body was found, and the Qianshu was also gone.

Feng Nuanyang was anxious, she really didn't guard against Qianshu, her father was dead, she couldn't protect his body, she was not a good daughter.

Her eyes were red and she hadn't eaten all day. Ming Qianjue went back to the tent, changed her clothes, and then sat on the bedside and hugged her: "Don't worry, nothing will happen."

Feng Nuanyang stretched out his hand to push him away, and glanced at him sullenly: "It's not your father, don't worry, what do you think that girl Qianshu did with my father's body? He's dead. Could it be that she holds a grudge? Want to torture a corpse?" She had read novels in the past, and those perverted tactics of Gongdou and Zhaidou had all come to mind so far, could it be that Qianshu hated her father, did she not retaliate when she was alive, and did not let him go when she died?

Thinking of this, she felt melancholy in her heart, and her whole body was uneasy.

Ming Qianjue twitched the corners of his mouth, but he understood the meaning of his wife's words. He touched his forehead, stood up and held her back: "Don't think about it, I didn't see you today, and with such a big body, she can't go far .”

At this time, a guard came in and handed over a letter: "My lord, this is a child delivered to them when the people who purchased today went out."

Ming Qianjue opened the letter and looked at it. The handwriting was unfamiliar, but it was signed by Qian Shu.

"Look, it's really all right." Ming Qianjue confirmed part of the guess in his heart, and handed the letter to Feng Nuanyang: "My father-in-law had a last word before, she brought the body back to Nanhui, and asked you to take good care of your body. "

(End of this chapter)