Chef Mad Queen

Chapter 672 Plan Success
Leng Xian'er fell silent.

Feng Qian continued: "All you have done is just to cover up your own greed and selfishness. You have stolen other people's identities and enjoyed treatment that does not belong to you. You think you can hide it from the world and hide it for the rest of your life. It’s not that what’s yours doesn’t belong to you after all, it’s time to return it all!”

Leng Xian'er shook her head vigorously: "No, that's what I deserve, and I won't give up!"

Feng Qian sneered: "If you don't give up, you have to give up! This matter is beyond your control!"

From the corner of the eye, seeing Bu Jingyue's figure appear, Feng Qian's eyes flickered, fearing that Leng Xian'er would reveal her identity as the Queen of Beiyan in front of Bu Jingyue, she hit Leng Xian'er on the neck with a knife, Knocked her out.

Bu Jingyue approached and glanced at Leng Xian'er: "Why did you catch her here?"

Feng Qian said: "We have more hostages, so we have more insurance. After all, Venerable Qinglian is a master of Lingzun, and his strength should not be underestimated!"

Bu Jingyue did not suspect him, nodded and said: "It makes sense!"

Feng Qian asked, "Where's Murong Yan?"

Bu Jingyue said: "He chased me for a while, but I retreated according to the route we agreed on. He couldn't catch up with me. He has already gone back now. He should have returned to the carriage by now!"

Feng Qian suddenly bent her lips into a smile, and said, "Now we have a good show! Come on, let's go and see!"

Beside the carriage, Murong Yan chased Bu Jingyue to no avail, and hurried back, only to see that Leng Xian'er had disappeared, and only Venerable Qinglian was left in the carriage, exercising kung fu and adjusting breath, he was very surprised.

"Venerable Qinglian, what happened? Where's Xian'er?"

When Venerable Qinglian heard his voice, she suddenly opened her eyes, a surge of anger welled up in her heart instantly, her eyes were red, and her breathing became rapid.

Murong Yan sensed something was wrong, took a few steps closer, and asked again: "Senior, what's wrong with you? Why is your face so ugly?"

Venerable Qinglian still didn't make a sound, and sat there motionless, but his complexion became even worse, turning blue.

Murong Yan was confused, and continued to approach: "Senior? Senior?"

He called a few more times, but the other party still didn't respond. He thought to himself, could it be that someone hit the Ya acupoint?
So he stretched out his hand and touched Venerable Qinglian's shoulder. Before his hand touched the opponent's body, Venerable Qinglian suddenly slapped him on the chest!

boom!
This palm was fast and fierce, it came so suddenly that Murong Yan couldn't guard against it, he was hit hard in the chest immediately, and the sound of a rib breaking could be vaguely heard.

Click!

Murong Yan's body bounced back ten steps, and fell heavily to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

He clutched his chest and said with difficulty: "Senior, why?"

Venerable Qinglian got up, jumped off the carriage, and said in a cold voice: "You and Leng Xian'er teamed up to deceive this deity, played tricks on this deity, and caused this deity to lose more than ten years of skill. Do the math with you!"

She approached step by step, with a murderous look, while Murong Yan retreated step by step, with fear: "Senior, where did you say that? When did I join forces with Xian'er to deceive you?"

Venerable Qinglian sneered: "Are you deaf when you think of this deity? You just forgot what you just said when you turned around? But, you forgot, this deity can't forget, this deity has lived for decades, and has never You have been humiliated like this! If you dare to humiliate this deity, you will have to pay for it!"

Her right palm was raised high, with a ferocious expression on her face: "Go to hell!"

Seeing that another palm was about to fall, at this moment, a group of people ran over from not far away: "His Royal Highness Ling!"

The people who came were Murong Yan's subordinates. Seeing that Venerable Qinglian wanted to attack Murong Yan, they all drew their swords and rushed to surround him.

Venerable Qinglian paused her hand and hesitated for a moment. She had just exhausted more than ten years of skill, and her true energy had not yet stabilized. Qingshan is not afraid of running out of firewood, she will not be too late to settle this account in the future, the most important thing is to preserve her strength right now.

Thinking, she withdrew her hand, turned around, walked towards the carriage again, picked up the copper lock piece that fell on the carriage, collected herself, and put the copper lock piece into her arms. She flew and disappeared in an instant. Everyone's eyes.

Seeing this, none of the subordinates dared to chase after him, they put away their swords one after another, and ran towards Murong Yan.

"His Royal Highness Ling!"

Not far away, Feng Qian and Bu Jingyue had a panoramic view of this scene, and both smiled proudly.

Bu Jingyue praised from the bottom of her heart: "Brother Chen, I really admire you so much. Your schemes are linked together, and you killed three birds with one stone, killing Murong Yan and Venerable Qinglian's master and apprentice. It's really wonderful!"

Feng Qian smiled lightly: "I would also like to thank His Royal Highness for your cooperation. Without your full cooperation, my plan may not be so successful!"

Bu Jingyue's phoenix eyes were bright, she put her arms around Feng Qian's shoulders, and said with a smile: "Brother Chen, don't be humble! With your strategy, you will come out ahead sooner or later, why don't you follow me back to South Korea and be my military advisor?" ?”

Feng Qian laughed dryly, pushed his hand away and said, "Thank you for your appreciation, His Royal Highness, but I'm afraid I won't be able to go back to South Korea with you."

"Why?" Bu Jingyue was puzzled.

"Because..." Feng Qian's eyes suddenly looked behind Bu Jingyue, as if seeing something strange, her expression changed slightly, Bu Jingyue turned her head subconsciously, wanting to see what happened. He was hit hard by someone, his vision went dark, and he fell into a coma on the spot.

Feng Qian supported him, looked at his unconscious appearance, and showed a bit of shame: "Your Highness, I'm sorry! But I must take you back to the prison!"

She raised her hand and made a gesture. Not far behind her, Luoying led a group of soldiers out of the hiding place. Two of the soldiers carried one person, which was Leng Xian'er who had fallen into a coma.

It turned out that they followed Feng Qian all the way, and temporarily lost contact after Feng Qian jumped off the cliff, but after Feng Qian left the valley, they found Feng Qian again, and under Feng Qian's signal, they continued to hide in the dark, waiting for the opportunity.

"My queen!" Luo Ying stepped forward.

Feng Qian handed Bu Jingyue into his hands, and ordered: "Take him back to the sky prison, so that he can be kept in custody. Without my order, no one is allowed to approach him!"

"Yes, empress." Luo Ying replied, "How about Miss Leng?"

Feng Qian squinted her eyes, and said, "Temporarily imprisoned in the sky prison, we will deal with it later!"

Luo Ying took the order, took another look at Murong Yan and his subordinates, and asked hesitantly: "Madam, since we already know that His Highness King Ling is the leader of the Ghost Face Army, should we also bring him back to the palace..."

Feng Qian shook her head: "Although we know that Murong Yan is the leader of the Ghost Face Army, we don't have any solid evidence. Once he denies it, he bites back and says that we framed him, and then we will be the ones who will be unlucky! Still unconscious, we rashly detained Murong Yan, and when the emperor came to ask for someone, we fell into a passive position. We should wait until the king wakes up, and then deal with Murong Yan!"

(End of this chapter)