This Lord is Too Cruel

Seeing Mr. Cat flashed away, the soul hurriedly followed after him and rushed to the police station.

Inside the court, Lan Jingshu raised his eyes and saw that the sky had dimmed outside, and the lights were in his hands.

He said lightly, "Everyone, come here today."

When the officials sitting in the hall heard this, they quickly got up and saluted Lan Jingshu, "The official resigns."

Lan Jingshu nodded slightly, and then he was busy with the business in hand.

The officials suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that they had escaped the catastrophe today, reached out their hands, touched their foreheads, and stepped out of the house.

After a long time, the entire police station fell into silence again. Lan Jingshu raised his eyes and looked at an official sitting opposite him. He whispered, "Why haven't you returned?"

"The lower official is on duty today." The official in front of him raised his eyes and replied kindly.

Lan Jingshu raised his eyes and looked at him. He felt that this person was different from the past, and he no longer said much. Instead, he looked down and looked at the memorial in his hand.

Yi Mu also raised his eyes and glanced at the official. This person had already noticed that in the past, he was the most impatient. How could he sit there so peacefully? What's more, when it's still so critical, it should be restless.

Lan Jingshu and Yi Mu glanced at each other, and calmly pulled out the dagger prepared in their arms.

Gu Yefeng saw the mismatch between the two of them, raised his eyes, and faced the look of the opposite official. Before he spoke, he heard the sound of breaking the window. In a flash, someone surrounded them.

Lan Jingshu raised his eyes and saw that the official was already standing in front of him. He said in a deep voice, "Are you the Profound King?"

"As expected of Lan Feng's son, he is truly brilliant." A cold voice sounded, and the official in front of him lifted his hands and lifted his hands, revealing his original appearance.

His dark phoenix eyes squinted slightly, and then he looked at Lan Jing's book, "This king gives you two choices. The first is to be the king's adviser. This prime minister's position is still yours. If you should not If you do, this king will kill you."

"Let's do it." Lan Jingshu got up from the chair and said neither humble nor arrogant.

"Good backbone." The Xuan Wang laughed loudly, then turned his eyes to look at Yi Mu and Gu Yefeng, "Where are you?"

Gu Yefeng sneered in a low voice, "A scholar dies for a confidant. I have never been a greedy person and fear of death."

Yi Murou said, "Well said."

"Okay, this king likes you waiting for such a hard-core." King Xuan stepped forward, looked at Lan Jingshu, raised his hand, dragged Lan Jingshu into his arms, and stared at Lan Jingshu. "Feng Aotian really enjoys it. The beauties around him are not only beautiful, but also courageous."

Lan Jingshu's eyes sank, and he could see the meaning of snatching and envy from the eyes of the Profound King. He held the dagger in his sleeve tightly. As long as he dared to move him, he would be convenient for the Profound King to die together.

At this moment, a navy blue figure flew down and watched Xuan Wang confine Lan Jingshu in his arms. His eyes shattered with a frightening cold light. How could the master's things be defiled by others.

He cocked his orchid fingers, his enchanting posture was spinning gracefully in place, and a piano appeared in his hand. He hooked his fingers and stroked the strings. The deep sound of the piano seemed to be ten thousand sharp swords, which was very piercing. Hearing the sound of the piano, the king's people felt a headache, and hurriedly held their heads and knelt on the ground.

Father Mao narrowed his eyes, staring coldly at the Profound King in front of him, "If you dare to touch the master's thing, you will kill you without mercy."

The Profound King also heard the sound of the piano, and hurriedly covered his head, Lan Jingshu took advantage of the opportunity to leave his arms, and then raised the dagger in his hand and pierced him in the chest.

The King Xuan was caught off guard and was stabbed by Lan Jingshu. However, after avoiding the critical point, his eyes shattered with a cold light, enduring the cracking sound of the piano, grabbing Lan Jingshu's wrist, "Dare to hurt this king. "

As he said, he raised his hand, pinched Lan Jingshu's neck and pinched it fiercely.

When Mr. Cat saw this, his eyes dimmed, and then he stood up, hooked up the strings, and struck straight towards King Xuan. The King Xuan raised his eyes, looked at Mr. Mao, sneered, and then blocked Lan Jing's book in front of him. Spin out.

Po guarded outside, and when he saw him coming out, he rushed up quickly, but when he saw him holding Lan Jingshu in check, he dared not move forward.

King Xuan laughed and said, "You can't help but underestimate this king."

Then I saw that the Metropolitan Police House was surrounded by groups, and they all held bows and arrows in their hands, the arrows were black, and they knew that they were very poisonous.

There was a loud noise, and the people of Xuan Wang in the hall were killed by Father Cat. He flew onto the eaves, looking at the Xuan Wang opposite, a bloodthirsty cold light shot out from the corner of his mouth, "The hundred thousand troops outside your capital are now Become a pile of bones, do you want to see?"

"Hmph, this king doesn't believe your nonsense." Xuan Wang snorted coldly. "Those hundred thousand horses can reach thousands of troops. Do you think that this king will believe you only with a few words from you?"

"Thousands of troops?" Father Cat couldn't help raising his voice and laughed, "It's just a mob."

He looked at the Lan Jing book in King Xuan Wang's hand, with blood on the corners of his mouth, but there was no trace of fear. He just looked at Mr. Cat and smiled.

Father Cat was also aware of something, and a low growl broke out of the corner of his mouth, and then looked at Lan Jingshu, "What a fool."

Xuan Wang looked at the anger in Mao Gong's eyes, then lowered his head and saw Lan Jingshu's body slowly falling down. He raised his hand, waved Lan Jingshu's hand away, and saw a stick in his abdomen. Put the dagger.

His eyes sank, then he raised his eyes and looked at Father Cat, "Huh, this king wants to see what tricks you play. As long as this king's one hundred thousand army breaks through the city gate, you won't want to leave this place alive."

Seeing that he still refused to let go of Lan Jingshu, Mr. Cat didn’t care how much. He couldn’t watch Lan Jingshu die. Otherwise, if the master came back, he would surely kill him. He quickly flew up and said in a deep voice. "They were all killed by the Sajia."

"Yes." Po led his command, and then with a big wave of his hand, he saw that behind the man in black with the bow and arrow, there were full of guards, and a fight had just begun.

The Profound King looked at the cat coming at him, he blocked Lan Jing's book in front of him, and then said, "If you dare to move forward, this king will turn him into powder."

Father Cat looked at Lan Jingshu and pulled out the dagger from his abdomen. When the Xuan Wang was unprepared, he stabbed the Xuan Wang from his side, while Mr. Cat raised his palm and hit the Xuan Wang's face.

Xuan Wang was stabbed by Lan Jingshu. He raised his eyes and saw that Mr. Cat's palm had already been waved to him. He raised his hand and pushed Lan Jingshu towards Mr. Mao, then turned around and wanted to fly away.

Lan Jingshu threw his body forward. He watched as Mr. Cat could no longer receive his palm. With all his strength, he turned his body vigorously, avoiding the wind of Mr. Cat's palm, and fell down the eaves.

The cat screamed, "Follow him."

Then he flew out, and the unreceived palm directly hit the back of the Xuan Wang's head. His fingertips had been embedded in the Xuan Wang's brain. With his fierce force, the Xuan Wang's body was torn apart and turned into powder. .

Only when Poshi heard the order of Father Cat, he flew down and caught Lan Jingshu at the last moment. Due to the strength problem, the two fell to the ground. Lan Jingshu's body was pressed on Poe's arm and did not fall. Into smash.

Father Mao fell to the ground, quickly got up, helped Lan Jingshu up, and stretched out his hand to pulse, only to see that he was covered in blood, his complexion pale, and his anger was like gossip.

The cat's eyes were cold, then he looked at Po, "Kill them all, feed the dog."

"Yes." Of course, Po understands that Lan Jingshu is very important to the master, but now, he was injured, and, depending on the situation... he could not imagine that if the master knew about this, it would be furious.

Mr. Cat flew away from the prefectural court with Lan Jingshu and hurried to the palace.

Lan Jingshu opened his eyes slightly, looked at Father Cat, and said with the last trace of strength, "If I really...really...dead...please pass a word to her."

"You won't die if you have a home here," the cat father said in a deep voice.

"Please." Lan Jingshu felt that his soul was slowly pulling away, and there was a large cloud of mist in front of him, which could not be penetrated.

Father Cat cursed in a low voice, "You are such an idiot. The Sajia must be sure to rescue you. How can you..."

Lan Jingshu pulled away with a pale smile, "Tell the emperor...I am clean."

Cat father-in-law listened to Lan Jingshu's words and saw that he had fainted, his eyes were startled, and his red lips were slightly pursed. At the beginning, he really underestimated this guy.

He immediately fell into the courtyard and looked at Duke Jiu-gong, "Old drunkard, he is in the Palace of the Hades, and you have to drag him back, otherwise, if the master comes back, he will definitely cut me off."

Duke Jiu raised his eyes and looked at the Lan Jingshu in Duke Mao’s arms, his eyes flashed with gloom, raised his hand, clicked on his chest, and shook his head, "Hang..."

"Xuan, it can be saved. Anyway, I don't care. If you can't save it, I will die for you to see." The cat father stepped into the wine father's house, put it on the bed, turned his eyes, looked at The wine father who was already standing in front of him.

Duke Jiu sighed helplessly, "He lost too much blood and delayed for too long, and his neck was almost crushed, hey..."

"You are a genius doctor." Mr. Mao looked at Mr. Jiu with helpless appearance, and he continued, "I don't care, people are left with you. If you can't save you, you will explain to the master yourself."

After he said, he stepped up, grabbed the door, and left the courtyard.

Yi Mu and Gu Yefeng fainted because of the sound of the cat's father-in-law. They fainted. Now they woke up and were sent to the palace. He quickly got up and saw that they were in the Imperial Palace.

He got off the soft couch and saw that there was no blue book beside him. He saw that Mr. Cat had just fallen down with a lot of blood stained on his body. He went forward, "Maw, where's Jing book?"

"Dead." The cat father said in a low voice with a glint in his eyes.

Yi Mu trembled as he listened to Mr. Cat's words, then turned around and looked at Mr. Cat, "It's impossible... he won't die."

Grandpa Cat looked at Yi Mu's sad look, "Life and death are life and death, and now they can't die. It depends on whether the old drunkard can be saved and returned."

With tears in the corners of Yi Mu's eyes, when he heard the words of Mr. Mao, he quickly raised his eyes and looked at him, "You mean, he is still alive now?"

"Hey, I don't know, anyway, I'm not dead yet." Father Cat waved his hand and walked into the inner hall.

Gu Yefeng sat in a wheelchair and woke up quietly. Shi Cai was awakened because of the conversation between Mr. Cat and Yi Mu. He opened his eyes and looked at Yi Mu, "Jing Shu will be fine."

Yi Mu turned his eyes, looked at Gu Yefeng, and calmed down his sad emotions. Now, the affairs of the court depended on him and Gu Yefeng. Before the emperor came back, they could not let the court mess up.

At this moment, Gu Yefeng felt the weight of his burden. He suddenly felt that he was not a waste person, and then looked at Yi Mu, "I have to go to the Metropolitan Procuratorate tomorrow, let's go back first."

"Okay." Yi Mu nodded, and then pushed Gu Yefeng away from the Imperial Palace.

Grandpa Cat took off his blood-stained official robe, and then immersed in the bathtub. He just left like this. I wonder if the old drunkard can pull Lan Jingshu back from the gate of the ghost. If so, he really died. , Then how do you explain to the master?

At the border, Feng Aotian sat in the camp, looked at the sky outside, and then looked at Mu Hanjin beside her. For some reason, she intuitively told her that something went wrong in the capital.

Leng Qianye sat beside Feng Aotian, flipping through the military books, the three of them were speechless, each with their own thoughts.

Until late at night, the barracks were still silent, Feng Aotian counted the time, there must be movement tonight.

At this moment, the soul hiding and the dark place, just received the news from the soul, a flash of worry flashed in his eyes, I don't know if I should say it, Feng Aotian said in a deep voice, "What's the matter?"

The soul took a deep breath, and then said, "Master, the Profound King is dead, and his 100,000 army has been wiped out, but..."

"But what?" Feng Aotian felt that his instincts could not be wrong.

"Lady Lan was injured...now I don't know her life or death..." the soul said immediately.

Feng Aotian's eyes dimmed, "How was it hurt?"

"The Profound King changed his face, went to the Metropolitan Procuratorate and held Concubine Lan, who committed suicide while being held hostage by the Profound King." The soul then replied.

"What can he leave behind?" Feng Aotian said immediately.

"This is given to you by Mr. Cat." The soul fell down and handed the letter paper to Feng Aotian.

Feng Aotian took the letter, unfolded it, and quickly read it. With a harder palm, the paper in her hand turned into powder. She stood up and stood with her hand on her back, and then said, "If he is alive, send the letter to the master, if... If he died, he was thrown out of the palace."

"Yes." The soul paused first, then responded.

Mu Hanjin stood up and looked at Feng Aotian, "The emperor... Jingshu..."

"He never keeps useless people here. He can't even pass this level. What's the use of keeping them?" Feng Aotian looked at Mu Hanjin, "Including you, if you dare to be unsatisfied with him, sir. I lost you and forgot you completely."

Mu Hanjin paused. He understood that Feng Aotian cared about them when he said so. He then stepped forward, "The emperor, the minister will survive."

Feng Aotian stared at his eyes, "Did you think of a way?"

"Yeah." Mu Hanjin nodded, "No matter how difficult it is, the minister will stay by your side alive."

Listening to his words, Feng Aotian thought of Lan Jingshu, his eyes flashed with a cold light, "He must do what he says."

After about half an hour, the voice of the soul sounded, "Master, there is movement outside."

Feng Aotian's mouth twitched slightly, and said in a low voice, "Well, keep staring."

"Yes." The soul replied in a deep voice.

Mu Hanjin stepped forward, leaning against Mu Hanjin's arms, and the relationship became shorter and shorter.

Feng Aotian looked at Mu Hanjin, stretched out his hand and stroked his silver hair, "Master found that you have become more clingy these days."

"Doesn't the emperor like it?" Mu Hanjin put her hands around her waist, leaned her head on her shoulders, and responded in a low voice.

"It's not normal, there must be something to hide from the Lord." Feng Aotian said immediately.

Mu Hanjin sighed quietly, "The emperor, I can't hide anything from you."

Leng Qianye listened to the conversation between the two, lowered his head, and continued to read the military book in his hand. At this time, all he had to do was wait.

Feng Aotian curled his lips and smiled, "After this matter is over, you'd better tell the truth."

Mu Hanjin smiled lightly, "Okay."

Feng Aotian held him in his arms, bowed his head, and kissed the corner of his lips. Lan Jingshu did not want to be humiliated, so he chose to commit suicide to protect his innocence. He was telling her that even if he died, It's her person too.

Mu Hanjin felt that Feng Aotian was thinking, his eyes flashed with gloom, once, all he wanted was to be able to stay by her side for the rest of his time, but now , He wanted more and wanted to be with her for the rest of his life, so even if that method was dead for a lifetime, he had to try it.

After half an hour, the voice of the soul sounded again, "Master, they have sneaked into the military depot and sneaked out the weapons."

auzw.com Feng Aotian's thin lips hooked slightly, and then said, "Can you control all of Yuzhou?"

"The 200,000 horses in Yuzhou are already under control," said the soul immediately.

"Okay." Feng Aotian nodded, raised his eyes, and looked at Leng Qianye, "Go and see, who is this hidden and military work?"

"Yes." Leng Qianye put down the military book. In fact, he hadn't read what was written in the military book. Then he got up and looked at Feng Aotian.

Feng Aotian raised his hand and took Mu Hanjin's hand. Leng Qianye followed Feng Aotian on the other side, and the three walked out of the camp.

Throughout the barracks, torches illuminate the entire night. Feng Aotian’s handsome face was full of cold air, and she walked slowly to the barracks. Soldiers in the barracks saw Feng Aotian and quickly knelt down. "See emperor!"

Feng Aotian raised his hand and said, "Flat body."

"Yes." The soldiers hurriedly got up and saw that the soul and the guards had surrounded the entire army group.

Feng Aotian looked sideways and looked at Leng Qianye, "I will leave it to you next."

"Yes." Leng Qianye replied, and then took a step forward and watched as the military treasury was wide open, and the men in black with their faces covered in them. At first sight they were martial arts powerful people. He looked from a distance and saw them. A tiger-shaped jade pendant hung around his waist, his eyes were cold, "Come out."

The headed person walked out slowly, and when his true face appeared in front of Leng Qianye and the soldiers of the army camp through the light of the torch, everyone was startled.

Leng Qianye's eyes shattered a cold light, and he then flew up, drew out the long sword in his hand, and stabbed the man.

The person in front of him was Bai Xuan, the lieutenant who had been with Leng Qianye for several years. Seeing Leng Qianye attacking him, he flew up and greeted him.

Feng Aotian still stood on the spot, watching the fight between the two in front of her. The corners of her mouth were slightly hooked, and she shot a breath of murderous aura. As soon as tonight passed, the hidden and detailed work of Feng Guo was completely uprooted. , Is the real beginning.

The soldiers in front of them also stood on the spot, staring at the two people in front of them with cold eyes. In their hearts, they never expected that the white lieutenant they respect turned out to be meticulous, and that it was actually the one who killed the lieutenant Ji. Murderers, they feel betrayed by their relatives.

They held up their weapons and shouted in unison, "Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Loud voices resounded across the sky, echoed throughout the barracks, and also penetrated the ears of the secret guards in the armory. They looked at each other, waiting for the next instructions.

Leng Qianye’s swordsmanship is very delicate. With a movement of his wrist holding the sword, the sword aura is like a rainbow, and it pierced Bai Xuan’s heart with lightning speed, and then another sword pierced it. Bai Xuan's eyes fell to the ground with a muffled snort.

Leng Qianye Xuanluo and in front of him, raised the sword, cut off his limbs and meridians, and then inserted a sword into his heart. He raised his eyes and stared coldly at the hidden guards in the army depot, and said in a deep voice, "Kill! "

The soldiers behind him heard the general's order and rushed into the armory with their weapons. Instead of activating the hidden weapons in the armored carriage, they killed the guards in his own way.

Feng Aotian saw the integrity of the soldier and the courage of a general. She looked at Leng Qianye's indifferent and dusty face, but her body was filled with a cold air that was different from his face. He stretched out his hand and retracted the sword. He got up, turned around, walked in front of Feng Aotian, bowed and said, "Thank you, the emperor!"

This is the first time Feng Aotian heard that Leng Qianye was able to say sincere words to her in such a sincere manner. The corners of her mouth twitched slightly, and then she lifted him up, "Tonight is a good time for you to send troops."

Leng Qianye's eyes flashed with a gleam of light, and he looked at Feng Aotian, "Yes, the minister takes the order!"

Mu Hanjin turned her eyes and looked at Feng Aotian. Everything was within her plan, but there were always exceptions to everything. For example, she had calculated the plan of the Profound King, but she had not counted Lan Jing's book. There will be such a move, he understands that in her heart, there is always a trace of kindness, that kind of kindness is reserved for the people she needs, and Leng Qianye is the part she left. Kindness.

Feng Aotian looked at Leng Qianye in black armor, turned around, and looked at the countless casualties in the armory, but the soldiers did not shrink back, even with one enemy and one hundred guards, seeing such a battle. Some were caught off guard and had to fight hard.

Now, the cold wind in the autumn night is piercing, and Leng Qianye’s eyes are indifferent, staring coldly at the battlefield that ended in the armory. He stepped forward, opened the carriage of the weapon himself, looked at the soldiers, and then said, " Carry them all out and use them to pay homage to the dead Vice-General Ji!"

"Yes." The soldiers responded in unison, and then moved the body of Qiguo's secret guard out and piled them together.

Feng Aotian still stood in place, silent. Now she doesn’t need to say much, because this battlefield belongs to Leng Qianye, and his wish over the years is to have a real battle against Qiguo. Now , The war has just begun.

The soul then said, "The emperor, the 200,000 horses in Yuzhou have already set off."

Feng Aotian's mouth twitched slightly, and then said, "Now that they lack weapons, you will send the news of the death of the Profound King to Yuzhou to shake the military spirit and delay as much as possible."

"Yes." The soul responded quickly.

Mu Hanjin looked at Feng Aotian, "My lord, let Yuzhou let the minister go."

Feng Aotian looked at him, "You just have to stay with your master. In Yuzhou, the master has already sent a letter to your elder brother. He will take the shortcut and will rush to Yuzhou in two days. , Master has let the soul go and delay, Hanyao will set up an ambush on their way to the border, give them a surprise, and let them come back and forth."

"The minister understands." Mu Hanjin knew that she was worried about her body, and now she shoulders more than Feng Guo's burden, she is planning this continent.

Feng Aotian turned his eyes and looked at Mu Hanjin, "Your usefulness will be great in the future. Now, the reason why the master is so hard, whenever there is something, he runs around for the future."

"The minister knows." Mu Hanjin's gentle eyes flashed softly, and she squeezed Feng Aotian's hand.

Leng Qianye’s handsome face was always cold and cold. He watched the body of the secret guard in front of him burn and turned into billowing smoke. He remembered the situation of fighting with Jibai. After life and death, in the end, Died in his own hands.

He couldn't help sighing, border crossing, there will be no more detailed work in the future, he will definitely settle down in the country.

"Discussions on account!" Leng Qianye's cold voice sounded.

Then turned around and looked at Feng Aotian, "Please move the emperor!"

Feng Aotian replied slightly, "Master will wait for you at the tower. Master will not interfere with the military camp."

"Yes." Leng Qianye understood that she was giving him all the rights so that he could play freely. This was a kind of trust in him. At this moment, he understood a little bit. It feels different from the past.

Feng Aotian took Mu Hanjin with his toes and flew towards the tower.

Leng Qianye stepped up and walked into the chamber. The lieutenant had gathered together, looked at Leng Qianye, and shouted together, "General!"

Leng Qianye stepped forward and looked at the people in front of him, "Xiguo has mobilized half a million horses. For these years, we have been passive, only defending but not attacking. Tonight, I will take the initiative to attack, let Xiguo see, Feng The country is powerful."

"Okay." Because of Jibai's death and the grievances of the past few years, the lieutenants kept holding their breath. Now, listening to Leng Qianye's words, they are even more excited, and they all respond together.

Leng Qianye then began to line up troops. Less than half a cup of tea, Leng Qianye walked out of the camp. The soldiers outside were ready to go. They were holding new weapons in the dark night. Killing air.

He stepped forward, raised the sword in his hand, "Go!"

"Yes." The soldiers responded together, with excitement on their faces. After these hours of hard training, now they can finally have a real contest with Qiguo, how can they not be excited.

Leng Qianye was excited in his heart. He raised his eyes and looked at the tower in the distance, then flew on his horse and led the soldiers to the tower.

Feng Aotian and Mu Hanjin landed on the tower, raised their eyes, and looked at Qiguo in the distance. They have now received the news. Fu Han has also rectified the soldiers, and drove over with a large group of people, the torch in the distance. Holding it high, like a winding fire dragon, she looked sideways and looked at Feng Guo's soldiers. The same was true. The corner of her mouth was smiling, "You said, what is Dugu Xingye thinking now?"

"In Yuzhou, the minister felt that he should have other arrangements." Mu Hanjin continued.

Feng Aotian chuckled, "That place is just one of his pawns, and now the Xuan Wang's one hundred thousand old clan is distracted and has no fighting power at all. The remaining hundred thousand people, for your eldest brother, Not enough."

Mu Hanjin thought about relying on her eldest brother's ability, so naturally he didn't know much about Dugu Xingye. When she asked this, she knew that Dugu Xingye was definitely not easy.

In the distance, on the tower of Qiguo, Dugu Xingye was dressed in a purple robe and a veil. He looked at Feng Aotian on the opposite tower, his red lips hooked slightly, emitting a bloodthirsty light.

Leng Qianye’s people rushed to the tower, and Fu Han’s people had just arrived.

The tower was wide open. He rode his horse and took the lead. The same was true for Fu Han. He rode a horse and stood one mile away from Leng Qianye. The two did not have a hostile vision. Instead, they evoked a touch of indifference. With a grin, they waited too long for this battle.

Looking at the two people in front of him, Feng Aotian had another calculation in his heart.

Mu Hanjin looked at Feng Aotian's expression, "The emperor, are you fighting Fu Han's idea?"

"It is very good to regain Qiguo in the future and guard the border with his prestige." Feng Aotian said with a deep smile.

"However, Fu Han is absolutely loyal to Qiguo." Mu Hanjin reminded in a low voice.

"People always have weaknesses." Feng Aotian smiled lightly, "His weakness is that he is too loyal."

Looking at the calculation in Feng Aotian's eyes, Mu Hanjin knew that she had a plan, then raised her eyes and looked at Fu Han, and couldn't help sighing, but anyone who was admired by the emperor would definitely not escape her palm.

Feng Aotian turned his eyes, looked at Mu Hanjin's lamenting expression, smiled lightly, "Are you sympathizing with him?"

"Chen didn't dare." Mu Hanjin replied with a calming emotion.

"Well, I'm not the best." Feng Aotian said quietly, "You said Leng Qianye will win, or Fu Han will win."

"This..." Mu Hanjin thought about the past several battles between Fu Han and Leng Qianye, as if they were tied, and then said, "The two of them have a hard time telling the difference."

"It's always the winner." Feng Aotian continued, "Master bet, Leng Qianye will win."

"The minister listens to the emperor." Mu Hanjin knew that Feng Aotian was able to believe that Leng Qianye would win so surely, she must have made some careful arrangements in it.

Feng Aotian smiled silently, and then looked under the tower.

Leng Qianye waved his hand, "Go!"

The same was true for Fu Han. In an instant, he saw the people behind them rushing forward with their weapons high.

The silence shook the sky for a while, and the quiet night turned into a murderous purgatory. The soldiers in front of them had high morale. The soldiers of Feng Kingdom were obviously the formations Leng Qianye had arranged early in the morning. The weapons they were holding were the latest weapons. On the contrary, the soldiers of Qiguo had their weapons bought from the country of Xuanmo. Although they were also the most sophisticated, they were still a lot worse than those of Fengguo.

As a result, there was a gap. Leng Qianye and Fu Han were still sitting on their horses. The two watched each other, listening to the cold light passing by, listening to the sound of weapons intersecting in their ears, and the nose was full of wings. With a strong smell of blood, there are debris everywhere in front of him.

Every war is tragic. As long as there are people, there will be rights to fight, and there will be killings. They are just one of the bones in this killing.

However, they still strove forward bravely to kill the enemy, and still sprinkle their own blood here, just because they have a belief in their hearts, that is, they can't destroy the country and their families.

Feng Aotian looked at the soldiers of the two armies who fell under the tower. She thought that now is just the beginning. In the future, more people will die. The winner will be the one who lives to the end, and she is destined to step on tired bones. To the summit of that right.

She raised her eyes and saw that the black sky had been covered with a black mist, she finally took the first step.

Mu Hanyao received the order from Feng Aotian and hurried to Yuzhou according to the shortcut instructed by Feng Aotian. In the middle of the night, he still had a cold face, and suddenly realized that all he was worried about was She is alone.

Father Cat has been lying on the soft couch and never went to the side courtyard. Now, he does not know how to enter the side courtyard. If Lan Jingshu is dead, then how should he explain to the master? For the first time, he has The fear, an unprecedented fear.

Only then did he realize that his love for Feng Aotian had deepened into his bones. The more so, he was afraid that she would not want him, and would be afraid, how would he live without her?

Si Xi stood by the cat's side, looking at him with such an expression, she was a little worried, but she didn't dare to speak, so she could only wait like this.

On that day, the 100,000 troops entrenched outside the capital were completely wiped out by the men and horses led by Yi Yang. The smell of blood wafted into the capital all night, and finally swept away when the weather cleared the next day.

The capital was opened, and all the crises were resolved overnight. The people have opened the doors and windows, looking at the sunny weather in front of them, and started a normal life. For what happened last night, it was nothing more than the people’s talk after dinner. The days are still to be lived. of.

Yi Mu and Gu Yefeng traveled to the Metropolitan Procuratorate. The fierce battle last night, the Metropolitan Procuratorate was also destroyed. However, when they entered the Metropolitan Procuratorate, they had been restored to the original state. Everything seemed to have never happened before. They did it step by step. Own business.

Gu Yefeng became silent. At this time, all he could do was to be qualified as his inspector as soon as possible.

"Right, why did Lan Xiang not come today?" The officials naturally didn't know what happened last night. The Lan Jingshu incident was not spread.

"The Lanxiang is in the palace, these few days, the affairs of the court will be handled by the original." Yi Mu replied with a faint expression, his handsome face, melancholy clouds hung between his brows, and his thin posture did not detract from him. Half the majesty.

The official was slightly startled. Although he was full of doubts, he did not dare to ask. He could only answer, "Yes, right now. Tomorrow is the day of the women's scientific examination, the chief examiner?"

"Invigorated by the truth." Yi Mu raised his eyes and looked at the official in front of him, "It's okay, if something happens during these days, the truth will be handled by himself."

"Yes." The officials responded quickly, and then took their seats again, busy with what they were doing.

At the border gate, the shouting and killing sounded all night. The war was not over. The soldiers were still moving forward. Feng Aotian looked at the situation in front of him. Now, the casualties were half and half, but there was still no sign of stopping, she still watched calmly. Now, there is no half of anxiety.

Mu Hanjin looked at Feng Aotian, "The emperor, tomorrow will be the female scientific expedition."

"Yeah." Feng Aotian nodded and looked at him, "Yi Mu and Gu Yeshan are optimistic."

Mu Hanjin understands that Feng Aotian has very few people who can use it now. As the king of a country, she did it by herself when the incident happened, because there were too few people who could share her burden, and he, how could he No, as the Lord of the Wind Clan, how much can you do for her?

Feng Aotian raised his eyes and stared at Dugu Xingye, who was also standing on the top of the tower. The two looked at each other, one cold and lonely, the other noble and honorable.

Mu Hanjin followed Feng Aotian’s gaze. He could feel the other person’s gaze from such a distance. His eyes dimmed, and he vaguely felt that Dugu Xingye seemed to have a different sentiment towards the emperor. He hoped it was him. Think more.

Feng Aotian looked sideways and looked at Mu Hanjin, "What are you thinking about?"

"Nothing." Mu Hanjin smiled lightly.

Le Qiguo, Wei Zimo learned that Feng Aotian dared to lie on his bed with a man since that day, he was furious, but later learned that she had gone to the border, so he ordered people to move there. After washing a hundred times, he was relieved.

Xing Wuyun found it interesting the past few days, because he suddenly figured it out. Before, he left Feng Country because he didn’t want to have too much contact with Feng Aotian. However, after leaving, he realized that he was more reluctant. The more he thought, the more he thought about it, so he thought of another way, that is, to let himself go, since she is everywhere, then let the things about her appear in front of him, so, it became A kind of habit, on the contrary, a bit less depressed in his heart, and the previous haze has also disappeared. Now, his mood is getting better, and in a blink of an eye, he has returned to the appearance of the former prostitute.

On the contrary, Wei Zimo made him feel strange. He was always depressed these few days. Looking at his cannibalistic eyes, he felt that the person who could make Wei Zimo so abnormal was definitely someone who could make him care.

He held the hip flask, raised his head and took a sip, then he licked the tip of his tongue, licking his captivating peachy eyes, and looked at Wei Zimo inside the bead curtain, "I said you should leave Le Qiguo, Back to Yuluo country."

"I'm not going anywhere." Wei Zimo raised his eyes and looked at Xing Wuyun. For some reason, seeing him these few days has become more and more unpleasant.

Xing Wuyun got up carelessly, then tossed the hip flask in his hand, and then lay on the lounge chair above Furong Pavilion opposite, picked up the prepared tea, took a few sips, and closed his eyes very comfortably, humming. With a small song.

On this day, there was a battle of this scale after fifty years between the Kingdom of Qi and the Kingdom of Feng. This battle lasted two days and two nights, and finally the Kingdom of Feng had won.

This is also the first time in two years that Feng Guo took the initiative to attack Qiguo, instead of just defending and not attacking. Moreover, the victory in the first battle has encouraged the soldiers' aura.

Leng Qianye looked at Fu Han. He waited for this battle for two full years, "Fu Han, I won this battle."

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