Fenghua Peerless: The Demon Concubine is proud of the sky

Chapter 228 Heaven and Earth 2
There is also Feng Xiaoyao, who should have been lying to him all the time, so he insisted on calling him a master, and must stay with old man Feng.

Feng Xiaoyao is not his son, no, he should have thought of it earlier.

Right now, this girl is his bloody and arrogant child.

No wonder his blood-soaked fatal blow had no effect on her at first, no wonder, no wonder.

That blood is the best proof.

Seeing Yan Ling who was almost dying of pain on the ground, Xue Ming's proud face sank.

Knelt down and picked her up: "My child, come with me. I will make up for what I have owed you for so many years." After saying this, he glanced at Mo Yulan Qingyan and others who were unconscious around him, sighed, and A cloud of black smoke rose, and he and Yan Ling disappeared together in the deserted Prince's Mansion.

Since Feng Xiaoyao is not his son, there is no need for him to kill him.

After deceiving him for so many years, there is really no need for him to avenge him.

The cold wind was fierce, and the Prince's Mansion was filled with blood and seriously injured people. It was a desolate scene.

Although Mo Yulan's consciousness was blurred, his eyes were desperately trying to open, so that his body was trembling slightly.

In June, he seemed to faintly feel June's departure.

Suddenly there was lightning and thunder in the sky, and a heavy downpour arrived as expected.

The sound of swishing rain kept ringing in the empty Prince's Mansion, and a layer of rainwater quickly accumulated on the ground.

The rain water mixed with the blood on the ground, all of which became red and red, and the ground on this side was as shocking as a sea of ​​blood.

In this pool of blood, Qing Yan's fingers moved slightly.

Immediately afterwards, his water-like eyes opened little by little, staring at the rainstorm that filled the sky.

He was called a genius doctor by the people of Jianghu, if he just died like this, what face would he have?

The torrential rain was pouring, and the blood flowed like a river.

But at this moment, in another place, it is a completely different scene.

The sky is blue and the clouds are beautiful, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant.

The breeze is blowing, and the wind carries the fragrance of flowers and grass and earth.

The sky-blue building is magnificent and vast, and a huge back garden is filled with thousands of precious flower species.

And right in the middle of the garden, a person covered with mud and blood was lying there in a very unpleasant way.

Above her, two birds flew back and forth, looked and looked, looked and looked, hovering above for a long time without leaving.

And watch while communicating.

"Huanhuan, this, this doesn't seem to be Mr. Chen?" A little bird fluttered its wings and asked suspiciously.

That voice was no different from a human voice, and it was still a very pleasant girlish voice.

"I also don't think so. Mr. Chen doesn't like to be so clean, isn't he Lele?" Another bird's voice was also very pleasant, and that voice was full of doubts.

"Well, that is, although so many years have passed, I believe Lord Chen is still so perfect." Lele stopped on June's body, hugging her two wings with a foreign look on her face.

Their Lord Chen is always chic and handsome, clean and dust-free.

"But, what it holds in its hand is Lord Chen's jade flute, and it is also the one that summoned us." Huanhuan immediately poured a basin of cold water on Lele.

Hearing this, Lele flew up again, hovering over the sky of June for a closer look.

In the end, is this Lord Chen?
(End of this chapter)