bad bad prince unbridled love

Chapter 1149 Don't Get Your Hands Dirty

The origin and hatred between Xuanyuan and Zhuguo itself is not true.

In the eyes of most people from various countries, Xuanyuan is an invader who may take down the countries at any time and wreak havoc. Zhu Yunyi has always conveyed this to the people below, so the people are afraid of Xuanyuan.

Seeing the young man's angry appearance after knowing his identity, Xuanyuan Mujing didn't speak, but Feng Qingqing couldn't bear it.

She took a step forward and said coldly: "What? The help Xuanyuan gave you made you feel sick? What did Xuanyuan do to you? Did he slaughter your relatives like this group of evil cultivators, or forcibly plundered them?" The common people go to test the medicine? What if you get annoyed and want to throw away the things in your hands? Oh, I thought you were stupid, but I didn't expect to be so stupid."

The boy's movements froze suddenly.

He really wanted to throw back the cloth bag in his hand just now, and told them that he didn't need Xuanyuan's help.

But Feng Qingqing scolded him, what would the people who were waiting for him in the dark room do?If they don't have these things, how will they survive, and can he get so much food that they won't starve to death?

Zhou Zixuan didn't dare to gamble with his life.

Seeing that he withdrew his hand, Feng Qingqing sneered: "In the end, it's just a big talk, you hate Xuanyuan, but you have to accept it, it's as if we are forcing you.

Just now you were still swearing and frankly believing that we are good people, but now you know that we are Xuanyuan people, and you have changed your face. Could it be that the word Xuanyuan is equal to a crime with you? !Or people born in Xuanyuan, even children, are sinners in your heart? ! "

Zhou Zixuan pursed his lips and remained silent, feeling troubled in his heart.

"Forget it, there's nothing much to talk about with this kind of person, Ziheng, let's go." Feng Qingqing was also a little annoyed, Xuanyuan Mujing kindly mentioned this kid, and he really attributed the fault to them.

The two walked quickly, Zhou Zixuan had no time to speak, the wind blew past, and the two in front of them had disappeared.

He... did he say something wrong?

Feng Qingqing flew forward against the wind, and Xuanyuan Mujing blocked her clothes to shield her from the wind. He just wanted to provoke that kid on purpose, so that he would stop contacting him after breaking up.

His tenderness and willingness to help, but this should not be a reason for being tied up, she has no obligation to teach that boy.

Some things should be broken cleanly.

I didn't expect Feng Qingqing to be annoyed first, and the actions of defending him everywhere made a warm current surge in his heart, Xuanyuan Mujing pursed his lips lightly, and quickly suppressed it: "But immature boy, I don't hold back my words, I won't care about him, you Don't be angry either."

Feng Qing turned around and grabbed his hand: "It was the same in Qingyu before, their malice towards Xuanyuan was inexplicably strong, if it was because Xuanyuan was the attacker and was afraid of war, it would be fine, but that kid accepted you If you are still so unscrupulous, you don’t know what’s good and what’s wrong!”

She felt sorry for Xuanyuan Mujing, and when she heard Zhou Zixuan's words, she wished to slap him soberly.

"Since the last generation of emperors, all the countries have told the people that Xuanyuan is a place to eat people," Xuanyuan Mujing said, "The speeches of the superiors are very confusing. After a long time, everyone will think that Xuanyuan is not good. Xuanyuan's people and emperors are not good, their country is the best.

There is nothing wrong with this view, and I don't care about it. The people are indeed very important. Their power can become an unusual force and play its role in war. "

"But," he said slowly, "all of this is useless in the face of absolute power."

He has the strength to bring down the nations, and beat them until they are convinced, no matter how much he complains to Xuanyuan, when they see clearly what Xuanyuan looks like, they will stop talking nonsense.

Feng Qingqing looked at his ostentatious eyebrows, her eyes were full of unbridled wantonness, her simple expression had an aura of overlooking the world, the anger in her heart dissipated, and she gently pulled her palms: "The countries are nothing to worry about, this Pingjiang , is not a problem."

The two looked at each other and smiled slightly, forgetting what happened just now.

The magistrate's mansion is also very obvious. When you find it, you can clearly see the difference. The county magistrate's mansion is deserted and the roof tiles are a little damaged, but the magistrate's mansion is magnificent, and the courtyard illuminated by torches and candles is very clear.

"Speaking of which, I'm very concerned about why the county magistrate's mansion is dilapidated," Feng Qingqing said doubtfully, "He doesn't care about the place where he used to live, and he won't go to the point of destroying it."

Xuanyuan Mujing looked at the slow singing and dancing in the room: "Just ask him and he will know."

The shadow was reflected on the door, and the tall figure among the dancers was sitting on a fat figure. It was probably Dong Wen, the magistrate of Dong. Accompanied by a beautiful woman, Feng Qingqing scolded softly while watching, her eyes were full of coldness.

It's nothing more than a lackey who controls Tianzong.

Feng Qingqing quickly realized that there were only soldiers in the entire courtyard, and there were no stronger ascetics. The so-called "imperial envoy" was not here. It was getting dark, and Dong Wen seemed to lose interest. He waved his hands to let the dancers back down, as if preparing to take a rest.

Seeing all the dancers retreat, Feng Qingqing's little medicine powder fell into the room along with the wind, and the attendants were dizzy and fell to the ground and fell asleep.

Dong Wen seemed to be drinking too much. He watched the people around him fall down one by one, but he didn't realize what happened. It wasn't until two figures appeared in front of him that he realized that something was wrong. His whole body trembled. Looking at the two people With cold eyes, trembling and tongue out, he shouted, "Wh, who is it! Come here!"

Feng Qingqing stepped on his hand without hesitation, and slowly crushed it hard: "Shout one more word, and I will pull out your tongue."

She wasn't worried at all that Dong Wen would call the group of soldiers over, Xuanyuan Mujing had set the barrier as early as the first time, but she said this because she felt that the man's voice was disgusting.

Xuanyuan Mujing pulled her back: "Don't get your hands dirty, I'll do it."

He picked up the wine glass at hand, tapped the wine with his fingertips, and suddenly put his fingers together, and a water blade flew out from his fingertips, piercing Dong Wen's hand, and the painful fat ball fell off the seat and fell to the ground howling.

"Where did you come from, treacherous ministers and thieves! You hurt me, and you still want to get out of this Pingjiang alive?!"

Dong Wen's tears and snot came out from the pain, and he felt very uncomfortable, and he was still saying harsh words: "I tell you! If you go to the gate of the magistrate tonight, you don't want to get out alive! The soldiers outside can kill you Kill both! Mortals who don't know how to live or die!"

Hearing his tone, he was extraordinarily arrogant.

(End of this chapter)