The Regent's Gold Concubine

Chapter 199 is about to give birth (2)
So……

It seems that love can really change a person.

"Ahaha, Prince Regent, how about we make a deal?"

Jun Yuyue shook her head and refused, "This king never makes deals with his defeated generals, let alone a scum like you, I dare to bet that even if you escape Zhou Lang today, within three days, you will obediently kneel down!" Go to the gate of the Prince Regent's Mansion and ask the king for mercy to pardon the [-] members of the nine clans of the Zhou family!"

"Despicable!" Zhou Lang gritted his teeth and cursed.

Jun Yuyue smiled wildly, "So what is despicable and shameless, I said before, this world is in my hands, I can play with it as I want, Zhou Lang, if I were you, I would definitely not play tricks , honestly recruited!"

Zhou Lang hesitated.

On the other side, Feng Qingcheng kicked the Empress Dowager on the back, kicked her to the ground, stepped on her vest, condescending, and despised the Empress Dowager.

"The Empress Dowager, pampered and pampered, was nothing more than that when she was reduced to a prisoner!"

"Feng Qingcheng, back then, I really should have killed you directly!"

Feng Qingcheng laughed out loud.

"It's a pity, Empress Dowager, you missed it back then, but now, it's no longer possible!"

"Feng Qingcheng, do you think that if you kill me, this vast dynasty will be stable? Wrong, big mistake!" Yun Yaomeng shouted angrily.

"Hmph, the vast dynasty belongs to Mo Han. If anyone dares to touch it, I will cut off his hand. If anyone dares to covet it, I will kill him. If he dares to make Mo Han worry, I will definitely bury his whole family with him!"

Old and young, no one stays.

After Feng Qingcheng finished speaking, she looked at Zhou Lang again, and then at Jun Yuyue, "Yuyue, don't ask any more questions, I already know the answer!"

Jun Yuyue nodded, and Long Wuyou quickly attacked Zhou Lang.

After fifteen strokes, he captured Zhou Lang and destroyed Zhou Lang's Bishen martial arts.

Even Yun Yaomeng was ruined by Feng Qingcheng's martial arts.

Two people without martial arts, Feng Qingcheng and Jun Yuyue, are really not afraid that they will escape, or something.

"Yunyao Meng, I just want to ask you a question, did you participate in the matter of the prime minister's dungeon?"

When Yun Yaomeng heard the words, her heart tightened.

Of course she was involved, but she wouldn't say it.

Feng Qingcheng looked at it, snorted coldly, and asked again, "You also knew about the fact that I was seriously obsessed with poison back then!"

Not a question, but a certainty.

Just as Yun Yaomeng wanted to sarcastically say a few words, Feng Qingcheng swung his sword and swept across her head, leaving a lot of black hair.

"Ah..." Yun Yaomeng panicked.

Although she has vicious thoughts and cruel means, she has always been pampered and treated like this before.

Zhou Lang watched and shook his head slightly.

She used to think that Yunyaomeng was magnificent and superior, but now she felt that she was being admired by him.If someone more ruthless and cruel than her appeared, her noble demeanor would disappear in an instant.

"Yunyaomeng, remember one thing, I, Feng Qingcheng, don't like to listen to lies, and I don't like to listen to nonsense. If you dare to lie with one word, the next sword will not be your hair, but your ears, your Your nose, your fingers, your feet!"

Feng Qingcheng said, took the cloth towel handed over by the shadow guard, and wiped the long sword.

The posture is elegant and calm, but the whole body exudes a cold air.That aura emanated from his bones.

And Feng Qingcheng was wearing snow-white clothes, and she looked like a fairy, not stained with dust, but her eyes were devoid of emotion.

"Yes, I participated, how dare you take me..."

Before Yunyao could finish her dream, she screamed, "Ah..."

Looking down, she saw that one of her hands had been cut off by Feng Qingcheng, her wrist was bare and snowing, and her hand was not far away, shaking all the time.

The pain spread from her wrist to her heart, causing her whole body to convulse.

In winter, sweating profusely, his body softened, and he leaned towards Zhou Lang.

"Why, they didn't feel any pain when they pulled out the tongues of those girls and cut off the roots of those men's descendants. Why, you are in so much pain today!" Feng Qingcheng asked coldly.

Although she hadn't experienced the hell on earth, she could imagine the despair of not being able to see the light and not being redeemed. When they were rescued, they only asked for blood to pay. After revenge, each of them didn't even have the courage to live.

Suicide is their last dignity.

"Kill me, kill me!"

Yun Yaomeng was in extreme pain.

"I'll kill you, it's cheap for you. I want you to taste the pain that those women went through, and what it's like to be played by a few, dozens of dirty men. Yunyaomeng, you should really want to experience it!"

"No..." Yun Yaomeng let out a low cry, looking at Zhou Lang who was on the side.

"Brother Lang, Brother Lang, save me, save me!"

Zhou Lang looked at Feng Qingcheng, this woman was stunningly beautiful, with a vicious heart, vicious methods, good strategies, and even more capable of defeating people's hearts. With just a few words and actions, Yun Yaomeng was scared out of her wits.

No, Zhou Lang didn't know, Feng Qingcheng didn't scare Yun Yaomeng.

It's really not.

Zhou Lang wanted to say something, but Feng Qingcheng shook his head, "Young Master Zhou, you don't need to say anything, Yunyao Meng has it, and you will never miss it. Really, I always like fairness and justice!"

After Feng Qingcheng finished speaking, she leaned against Jun Yuyue's arms and laughed.

Jun Yuyue waved her hand, Yun Yaomeng, Zhou Lang was taken down.

But, looking at those dozens of dirty beggars looking at her with lust, Yun Yaomeng wished she could hit the wall and die.

And in the iron prison where Zhou Lang was imprisoned, there were dozens of women, naked and blushing all over, approaching Zhou Lang.

"No, no, don't come here!" Yun Yaomeng exclaimed.

"Brother Lang, save me, save me..."

Zhou Lang can't protect himself.

Suffering from internal injuries and ruined martial arts, he has absolutely no strength to resist these women, especially after they took the love potion.

"No, no, don't..."

Yun Yao dreamed of running away, but she couldn't. One wrist was still bleeding, and she couldn't grab anything with the other hand.

She still dare not faint, dare not die.

"Ah, Feng Qingcheng, don't, don't, I say, I say, say everything, Feng Qingcheng, come out, come out..."

Clothes were torn, and there was not a single piece of good flesh on his body.

Yun Yaomeng lay on the ground, laughing foolishly.

"Yunyaomeng, tell me!"

Yun Yaomeng raised her head and looked at Feng Qingcheng, "Are you really Feng Qingcheng?"

Back then, Feng Qingcheng was beautiful, but kind.

Today's Feng Qingcheng is still beautiful, but has a heart of snakes and scorpions.

"Yunyaomeng, what do you think?" Feng Qingcheng answered irrelevantly, holding a dagger, and raised Yunyaomeng's chin.

(End of this chapter)