Feng Yin

Chapter 107

Under the night flowers, Young Master Mo Yue flew in the sky while riding the coffin in red.

In the black coffin under her feet, Feng Yu, whose acupoints had been sealed by King Ling Rui, was a little terrified at first, but she could only prick up her ears vigilantly and listen.

Young Master Mo Yue seemed to have already understood Feng Yu's thoughts, and after a while, he said with a faint smile:
"Holy lady, even you can't think of it, as the saying goes, 'There is no place to find when you break through the iron shoes, and it doesn't take much effort to get it'! Mo Yue's trip to Nanchuan really has many unexpected surprises! It seems that, The saint is really my lucky star, Mo Yue, when I met the saint, Mo Yue's good luck continued, hahaha!"
Feng Yu heard it clearly, and was surprised for a moment: "What? Could it be that he has already obtained the Nangong Qishu? What's going on?!"
Reluctantly being sealed off the dumb acupoint, Feng Yu opened her mouth, but did not make any sound, could not help but frowned and sighed, and slowly fell silent.

Mr. Mo Yue broke through the wind, but he didn't hear Feng Yu's reply, so he couldn't help raising his eyebrows: "Why, the saint doesn't agree with Mo Yue's words? Haha, don't worry, the saint, I will take you back to Beiliao immediately. The Holy Maiden is so powerful, I will definitely not treat the Holy Maiden badly!"
"Back to Beiliao?!" Feng Yu murmured in her heart, "In this way, he really succeeded! I just don't know how Nangong Ruo is doing now? Could it be that..."
Feng Yu was startled when she thought of this, and couldn't help feeling righteous indignation, but although she was anxious in her heart, she struggled in vain, and couldn't help cursing secretly.

"Damn Mo Yue, King Ling Rui who killed thousands of knives, one of you murders and set fires, blatantly breaks into houses and robs houses, and the other is unscrupulous and arrogant, one day, I, Feng Yu, must teach you two a lesson." guy!"
Zheng Wu was thinking angrily, and suddenly he felt the world spinning. Feng Yu was instinctively surprised, but he only felt that the black coffin he was in was suddenly spinning and falling. He felt a jolt in the black coffin, and the next moment, it landed firmly on the ground.

Feng Yu seemed to be able to feel the anger in the red dress on the black coffin, and after a while, Mo Yue shouted angrily as expected:

"Which desperate sneaky thing dares to block my way, Mr. Mo Yue!"
As soon as this remark came out, there was only a burst of eager and sharp flute sounding suddenly.

Feng Yu was surprised: "Li Luo?!"
Outside the black coffin, the flute sounded, the clouds rolled in, and the night wind was galloping, making it cold.

Young Master Mo Yue flicked his red robe, bent his elbows and knees, and sat on the top of the black coffin like a Buddha. While calmly playing with the Long Live Son in his hand, he teased with disdain:
"Who am I? I turned out to be a traitor to the enemy, a downcast in Eastern Chu, Li Luo, who resigned from Chu and surrendered to Sichuan!"
As soon as the words were finished, two figures walked leisurely out of the forest and under the night sky.

Young Master Mo Yue stared sideways, but he saw Li Luo, who was dressed in a black robe, walking in front, followed by Zi Ying, who was dressed in purple and had a glamorous face, behind him.

Li Luo Xuanxiao with her hands behind her back, stepped forward slowly:
"Young Master Mo Yue, Ming people don't speak dark words! Li Luo came here this time only to detain the black coffin. As long as the young master obediently surrenders the black coffin, whether the young master leaves or stays, Li Luo will not stop him!"
Hearing this, Mo Yue flicked her red robe, her face full of disdain: "It's up to you? Hmph, I don't even look at myself!"
When Ziying heard this, her eyes tightened, and the next moment, two purple gauzes in her sleeves flew straight out.The purple gauze wind turned into a spear, and stabbed fiercely at Mo Yue's eyes.

Young Master Mo Yue frowned, stretched out his hand hastily, grasped the two purple gauzes, and flirted wildly the next moment:

"Ziying Zhaoyi, could it be that you want to murder your husband?!"
"Damn!" Ziying scolded angrily, "Don't be so sentimental here, when did Ben Zhaoyi promise to marry you!"
Mo Yue used her strength secretly, and smiled charmingly. When the purple gauze was broken into pieces, Mo Yue uttered another disdain:
"That's right, you don't have this right at all! So, as long as Lord Wu Zun doesn't repent for a day, you, Ziying, will always be my unmarried wife, Mo Yue!"
"You..." Ziying was angry at his brazenness, but she was angry for a while.

Li Luo walked forward slowly, and said coldly and calmly: "Since Mr. Mo Yue has someone he likes, why do you still pester the person in the black coffin? Besides, although Beiliao wants to marry Dongchu, it shouldn't be Provoking Nanchuan like this. If Nanchuan gets angry, he will definitely unite with the three heroes in the customs and leave the customs to punish Liao. There is a serious relationship between them, I don't need to talk about it, the young master knows it well!"
When Mo Yue heard this, a bit of resentment suddenly appeared in her charming eyes, and she thought to herself for a while:

"Although this Li Luo voluntarily gave up the position of crown prince, anyone with a discerning eye can see that his trip to Nanchuan is the strategy of the Eastern Chu monarch to advance by retreating! Although Li Luo is in Nanchuan now, he holds Eastern Chu's military power, not to mention Eastern Chu's Wu Zun has always been a master at adapting to the wind. If Nanchuan is really annoyed, it is not impossible for Nanchuan and Dongchu to form an alliance one day. Xirong, if the three heroes in the pass are really colluding, wouldn't our Northern Liao be facing a big enemy overnight?!"
Thinking of this, although I was indignant in my heart, there was already an unclear and unwilling teasing in my mouth:

"Since ancient times, a gentle lady, a gentleman is so good! The holy lady is such a peerless beauty who can overwhelm the city and the country, so you are only allowed to fall in love with King Ling Rui, and I am not allowed to fall in love with you, Mr. Mo Yue?! Although Ziying Zhaoyi is also a peerless Zhu Yan, it's a pity that her temper is a bit too violent. If she really married into the door, she might be a Hedong lion in the near future. Therefore, Mo Yue must find a Jieyu flower to comfort her, who is destined to be hurt Mind isn't it?!"
Li Luo sneered: "Mr. Mo Yue can't help himself, but he should also ask the saint in the coffin if she is willing?"
Mr. Mo Yue patted the coffin board in a serious manner, and immediately said brazenly: "Look, the holy lady is shy and silent, which of course means that she is willing to stay and fly with me!"
Feng Yu had already greeted Mr. Mo Yue's eight generations of ancestors a hundred times in her heart, but now she could only stare blankly, cursing inwardly: "So this bastard is even more shameless than that King Ling Rui!"
Li Luo dismissively stepped forward, "Whether it's true or not, it's time for the Holy Maiden to clarify in person!"
After saying that, without waiting for Mo Yue's reply, she made a quick move and opened a crack in the black coffin lid.

The faint moonlight poured down in an instant, Feng Yu was delighted in her heart, and unconsciously took a deep breath.

Unexpectedly, in just a moment, Mr. Mo Yue used all his strength to close the black coffin.

"Mr. Liluo, why are you in such a hurry? If the Holy Maiden doesn't want to go back to Liao with me, she will naturally say so. Now that she is lying naked in this coffin, you are so reckless to open the coffin. Could it be that you want the Holy Maiden to Empress exposed her spring?!"
Feng Yu heard it clearly, and couldn't laugh or cry for a while, but once again cursed the unscrupulous Moyue Wolf King in his heart.

Li Luo Feixiao made a move, directly attacking the charming Mo Yue.

"The holy maiden is honorable, how can she allow you to be so blasphemy!"
Mo Yue raised her head and bowed to avoid the jade flute, but at the next moment she snapped her fingers and flew out of the long live son in her hand.

"The one who really wants to blaspheme the saint, I'm afraid it's you, a scheming and downcast Dongchu!"
Ziying Feisha hit back the two Long Lives, Li Luo raised her eyes and said decisively:
"In this life, Li Luo has only the saint in her heart. Therefore, the saint is far more important than life to me, Li Luo! If you dare to hurt her and humiliate her, I, Li Luo, will definitely be at odds with you!"
After saying that, he quickly raised his palms, and the wind blew from both palms, and the palms ruthlessly forced Mo Yue down from the black coffin.

Young Master Mo Yue turned around and sneered disdainfully:

"Young Master Li Luo is really affectionate, but it's a pity that this saint has already had a special liking for me, Mo Yue! It seems that Mr. Li Luo's indiscriminate love can only be wasted!"
Feng Yu sighed helplessly, this Young Master Mo Yue's face was really thicker than the city wall.

Unexpectedly, as soon as Mr. Mo Yue finished speaking, he suddenly heard an angry shout in the air.

"I only heard that dogs eat shit, but I don't know that the wolves in Beiliao also grew up eating shit! You sissy, if you dare to spout shit here, this king will not only cut your crotch, Also cut off your tongue and feed it to the dogs!"
The angry shouting stopped, and King Ling Rui had turned over and landed on the ground, a burst of chilling air rippling in an instant.

Seeing this, Li Luo stepped forward slowly: "What Prince Rui said is very true, if you dare to talk nonsense and insult the saint again, I, Li Luo, will cut off your tongue too!"
Wang Lingrui frowned and tilted his head, glanced at the black robe beside him, although he was very displeased in his heart, his face remained calm.

Seeing the two forming an alliance silently, Mo Yue immediately smiled charmingly, and immediately hugged the coral glass box tightly, and flew away. However, even though the red clothes drove away, the extremely charming voice echoed in the night sky for a long time:
"You insist on beating mandarin ducks, Mo Yue, I have no choice but to endure the humiliation, but my marriage with the saint is not over yet, one day, I will let you personally send her to marry into Beiliao!"
Li Luo sighed and sighed, Wang Ling Rui frowned angrily, and cursed together: "Fantasy!"
Ziying was heartbroken by Liluo's words of "the saint of love in this life", she stopped in front of the black coffin with a sad face, and remained silent.

King Ling Rui strode forward, pushed Ziying away, and immediately flew his hand and shook the coffin lid.

"Concubine Ai, I'm sorry for you!"
King Ling Rui bowed with a smile, and as soon as Feng Yu's acupoints were untied, Feng Yu got up angrily, and suddenly stretched out her hand to slap King Ling Rui's face.

King Ling Rui had quick eyes and quick hands, grabbed her arm, and said with a smile: "My concubine, calm down, now is really not a good time to flirt!"
Feng Yu struggled to no avail, and ordered angrily: "Let me go!"
King Ling Rui chuckled, and carried her out of the coffin.

Seeing this, Li Luo stepped forward and stood in front of King Ling Rui.

"Let her go!"
King Ling Rui frowned when he heard the sound, and was furious in an instant: "Go away! It's too cool to stay here! This king has no time to talk to you!"
Li Luo was not timid at all, grabbed King Ling Rui's arm, and said righteously: "You are so arrogant, how is it different from that Northern Liao Tartar? Let her go!"
King Ling Rui was startled when he heard the sound, but the next moment he glanced at Li Luo meaningfully: "I said Chu Lihou, you think you can act boldly and bully me, King Ling Rui, just by changing your robe!"
Li Luo has no fear: "Don't dare! Li Luo just thought that Rui'er was teased by Mo Yue just now, and now she must be angry in her heart. If the prince insists on her intentions again, Rui'er will really be wronged!"
When King Ling Rui heard him call "Rui'er" affectionately, he immediately became angry and hugged Feng Yu even more tightly.

"You bastard, Rui'er is also called by you! Let me tell you, this king and the holy girl are the marriage appointed by the Holy Majesty and the Queen Mother. Holy... Rui'er, ah, Rui'er, she is now the king's concubine, it's me Ling Rui The king's wife, if you dare to covet Princess Rui any more, this king will beat you to the ground! Get lost, a good dog will not get in your way!"
"Where are you taking her?!" Li Luo still persistently stood in front of her.

King Ling Rui glanced at him angrily, and immediately flew up with luck, raised his feet in the air, and said angrily, "Go to the bridal chamber! You can control yourself!"
Hearing the sound, Li Luo frowned, thought for a while, and then her black robe flew up, and she chased after him on the wind.

Ziying reluctantly raised her eyes and hurriedly followed.

Feng Yu was forcibly carried by King Ling Rui and walked through the wind. Although she couldn't struggle, the disgust in her heart did not diminish at all:
"Where are you taking me?!"
King Ling Rui lowered his eyes and smiled, and said with a playful smile: "Why, Concubine Ai didn't hear clearly, so I want this king to say it again!"
Feng Yu became angry from embarrassment, and was about to struggle to break free from his embrace, when suddenly she felt dizzy, and after a while, her eyes went dark, and she fell into a coma...

(End of this chapter)