This Lord is Too Cruel

On this day, the border between Feng and Qi is still at war.

Xuanyuan Yu counted the time and could move freely tomorrow. Now, he is lying in the imperial court, and his journey home is grand.

Meiji went to Qiguo, but as a result, her whereabouts are now unknown.

Seeing that he had reached the border of Feng State, this place was in the opposite direction to the border between Qi State and Feng State, Xuanyuan Yu had always kept a gloomy face and said nothing in the past few days.

Now, when it was resting, the attendant mentioned, "The emperor, the war between Feng Kingdom and Qi Kingdom?"

Xuanyuan Yu's eyes sank, "I promised her not to attack Feng Country, but I never promised not to help other countries."

"What does the emperor mean?" the attendant asked timely.

"As soon as you leave Feng Country tomorrow, let Bai Feng take a hundred thousand horses to take a shortcut and rush to Qi Country." Xuanyuan Yu's bright eyes flashed with dim light.

The attendant nodded quickly in response, and then went to give orders.

In the middle of the night, Feng Aotian and Father Mao arrived at Feihe Country.

"Master, this Feihe country is the smallest country in the fourth-class country. There are only three cities in total, and this saint's altar is in front." The cat father looked at Feng Aotian and said in a low voice.

Feng Aotian nodded slightly, looking at the scenery not far away through the night, squinting his eyes, flying around, "Go to the palace."

"Okay." The cat nodded quickly and stepped forward. Holding Feng Aotian's hand, the two flew to the imperial palace to the west.

Feihe Kingdom’s palace is very small, but it is also very delicate. Compared with the magnificence of Feng Kingdom, it is a bit more ethereal. The entire palace is mainly white in tone, and it is full of peace and tranquility.

When Mr. Cat walks around the world, he will also travel around the world. For Feihe Country, because of its own particularity, not much is known, at most he has been here.

Now, when looking at the palace of Feihe Country in the night, I feel that it is pure and tranquil.

The two flew down on the eaves of the brightest bedroom in the palace, lifted the white tiles, looked inward, and saw a child about three years old lying on a dragon bed.

The white curtain covers his small body, and he can only see his immature little face vaguely. Around the bedroom, there are maids and eunuchs on vigil, and the whole bedroom reveals the silence of the night.

Grandpa Cat looked around, but found it strange. There were no guards in the palace, and no guards patrolling late at night. According to his internal strength, he didn't notice any hidden guards. He turned his eyes and looked at Feng. Aotian, "Master, why are there so few people guarding this palace?"

Feng Aotian looked at Father Cat, "Feihe country believes in gods, and the royal family is the messenger chosen by the saint to devote to the people of Feihe country. They respect the emperor more. In other words, it is even more sacred and inviolable. No one will enter the house at all, so there will not be too many guards guarding it."

Father Cat nodded and looked at Feng Aotian, "Master, you seem to have passed Feihe Country in the future. How can you know Feihe Country so clearly?"

"The Lord is not only very clear about Feihe Country, but also very understanding of every country on this continent." Feng Aotian looked at him, "You walk in the rivers and lakes, and you can see it as sinister and intriguing. It can be seen as the lifeblood of each country."

Father Cat nodded quickly, looked at Feng Aotian reverently, and leaned his body into her arms, "The master is still great."

Feng Aotian curled her lips and smiled, "Don't think that you don't know what you can do. Just keep it now."

The corner of the cat's mouth curled, "The greatest ability of a slave is to serve the master, being the master's first thought."

Feng Aotian smiled faintly as he listened to his words, and then flew into the palace.

With a wave of her sleeves, the eunuchs in the palace fainted one after another.

Father Cat also fell on her side, "Master, what are you doing?"

"Of course, I took the emperor of Feihe country to find the saint." Feng Aotian continued.

"Master, this emperor is younger than King An, you can't..." Mr. Cat reminded him kindly.

Feng Aotian turned his eyes and looked at Mrs. Cat, "Master likes freshness the most."

Father Cat listened to Feng Aotian's words, "Master, what is Xiaoqingxin?"

"It's a tender and tender child." Feng Aotian said as he stepped up and walked up to the dragon couch.

Father Cat followed Feng Aotian's side, muttering, "I'm too young, what can I do? I don't feel like I just pounced."

Feng Aotian ignored Father Cat’s muttering and lifted the curtains. The child lying on the dragon bed suddenly opened his eyes. When he looked at Feng Aotian, he quickly rubbed his eyes and sat up, smiling inexplicably at her. , The face of pink and white jade, with sleepy eyes and two cute tiger teeth, his voice is very clear, "Are you a fairy?"

Feng Aotian's eyes were startled, then he raised his hand and hit his head, "Master is a man."

"But you are obviously a fairy." The child felt pain when Feng Aotian knocked her head, and stared at her with tears, and said with a pouting mouth.

"Why do you call the Lord a fairy?" Feng Aotian carefully looked at the little emperor in front of him and asked.

"Because only I have a portrait of a fairy." The little emperor said, quickly took out a picture scroll from under the jade pillow and handed it to Feng Aotian.

Feng Aotian took the picture scroll and unfolded it. When he saw the person on the picture, doubts flashed in his eyes, he condensed his emotions, and asked, "Where did this picture come from?"

"The saint gave it to me." The little emperor continued.

"Take the master to see the saint." Feng Aotian raised his hand and picked up the little emperor.

Father Cat took the scroll from Feng Aotian's hands, looked carefully, and looked at Feng Aotian, "Master, exactly like you."

Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows and looked at him, "Put away the picture scroll."

"Yes." Father Cat has never seen Feng Aotian wearing women's clothing. Now, looking at the appearance in this painting, he is really happy. When he puts it away like a baby, he lifts his eyes and sees the little emperor obediently. The ground was nestled in Feng Aotian's arms, yawning, and by the way, a drop of water dripped onto Feng Aotian's sleeve.

The cat's father-in-law furrowed his eyebrows, then stepped forward and reached out to take the little emperor from Feng Aotian's arms, "Master, let the slaves come for these tired jobs."

Feng Aotian also let go, and handed the little emperor to the cat father, but the little guy actually grabbed Feng Aotian by the neck and didn't let go.

"Little ghost, are you trying to strangle Lord?" Feng Aotian looked at the innocent and harmless Emperor Feihe, but he thought of Feng Yinqi in his heart, thinking that he was once so innocent and cute.

The little emperor pouted his mouth, and there was still a bubble at the corner of his mouth, "I want a fairy to hold him."

"Why?" Feng Aotian stared at this little guy, but he was full of doubts in his heart.

"The arms of the fairy are very warm." The little emperor held Feng Aotian's neck tightly, leaned his head against her arms, and kept rubbing.

"No." Father Cat hurriedly made a protest voice, "Is the master's embrace you can rely on?"

"Fairy, if you don't let me lean on, I won't take you to see the saint." The little emperor said, rolling his bright eyes.

Feng Aotian looked at him, "What is your name?"

"Meteor." The little emperor looked at Feng Aotian, "Fairy, my name is Meteor."

Listening to the name, Feng Aotian felt funny, raised his hand and pinched his cheek, "Master holds you."

"Meteor takes the fairy to see the saint." Meteor smiled, turned his head, looked at the black face of the cat, and his tongue was grinning.

Father Cat hurried forward, holding Feng Aotian's arm, "Master, do you believe this kid?"

Feng Aotian lowered his eyes, looked at the little ghost in front of him, his eyes flickered, and then said, "He is just a little ghost."

Hearing Feng Aotian's words, Mr. Cat felt a little depressed in his heart, and then looked at the smiling meteor in her arms, thinking that he was definitely not a three-year-old milk doll.

Feng Aotian also stopped talking, but looked at the meteor, "How to go?"

"Fairy, did you see a jade statue in front of you?" The shooting star pointed at the jade girl statue carved from white fat jade directly in front, and said with milky voice.

Feng Aotian looked at the jade statue, then nodded, "Well, did you let the master touch the jade statue?"

"The fairy is really smart." Meteor did not forget to praise, then said, "Fairy, look at the appearance of the jade statue, is it very similar to the fairy?"

Feng Aotian looked at the jade statue, it was not clear what it looked like, but it was very crystal clear under the candlelight.

The cat's father-in-law also followed, but felt that his eyebrows looked very much like the master, and he quickly turned his eyes to look at the meteor and blinked at him.

Father Cat gave a cold snort, and then walked with Feng Aotian to the jade statue.

"Fairy, put your hand on top of the jade statue." Meteor said immediately.

"Yeah." Feng Aotian nodded, then raised his hand, placing his palm on the jade statue, but the tentacles were faintly moist, very comfortable.

After a while, he felt the jade statue glowing white under her palm. Then, the appearance on the jade statue became clearer and clearer. Until the end, the cat grandfather opened his eyes and looked at him. Looks exactly the same.

Feng Aotian also saw the appearance of the jade statue, turned his eyes, looked at the shooting star, "This jade statue is the treasure of the Feihe country. According to legend, this jade statue is based on what was left here. Carved by the fairy, do you want to tell the Lord now that the Lord is the fairy from a thousand years ago?"

The meteor smiled, then nodded, "You really are a fairy."

Feng Aotian's eyes sank, what is going on? Previously, there was a sign of the Wind Clan, she was the destined king. Now, when she travels to Feihe Country, she tells her that she is related to the fairy who was a thousand years ago?

Father Cat was also puzzled. He looked at the jade statue in front of him. Then, when he raised his eyes, he saw that there was a layer of white mist around them, and then his body dropped down quickly.

Father Cat hurried forward, clutching Feng Aotian's arm tightly, "Master, there is a slave."

Feng Aotian looked at the white mist around him, lowered his head, and looked at the meteor in his arms, his eyes sank, "Don't tell the Lord, this is the secret road leading directly to the altar."

"The fairy guessed right again." Meteor nodded quickly, then stepped forward, and when Feng Aotian was caught off guard, he gave a mouthful and kissed her on the face as a reward.

Feng Aotian's eyes dimmed, and he stared at the little devil in front of him for a long time, how he felt that he was familiar.

Upon seeing this, Mr. Cat hurriedly guarded Feng Aotian in front of him, looking at the meteor with a vigilant expression, "You dare to be rude to the master."

"I'm a reward for a fairy." Meteor quickly explained, then turned his eyes to look at Feng Aotian, "Fairy, don't be afraid, Meteor will protect you."

While speaking, he raised his little hand and stroked the blue silk on Feng Aotian's forehead.

The corner of Feng Aotian's mouth twitched, and he looked at the kid in front of him, "How long will it take?"

"Soon." Meteor said with a smile.

Feng Aotian stared at him for a long while. If Mr. Cat hadn't thought about the danger in this place, he would have rushed forward, took him off Feng Aotian's arms, and threw him directly out.

After about half an hour of incense, he heard a rumbling sound, and then Feng Aotian felt steadily falling to the ground. He raised his eyes and saw that it was white again.

Father Cat raised his eyes and looked in front of him, always standing in front, guarding Feng Aotian behind him.

Meteor blinked his eyes and looked at Feng Aotian, "Fairy, walk along this road to the end."

Feng Aotian looked at the meteor, "Little Guitou, this place is the altar?"

"It's the holiest place in the altar." Meteor nodded and said.

Feng Aotian looked at him, "Okay, I want to take a look."

Grandpa Cat took the lead and took Feng Aotian's hand, while Meteor cleverly leaned on Feng Aotian's arms and walked forward slowly.

This is a road paved with white jade. It is very narrow and can only accommodate the width of a foot. On both sides of the road, there are clear water and cold pools, surrounded by layers of white mist, but white light shines through the sky. , It looks like a fairyland.

Father Cat leaned on his side and walked forward step by step. Feng Aotian followed his footsteps and walked slowly, until an hour later, he walked on this white jade stone road.

Looking around, there is a palace built of white jade, Qionglou Yuyu, a fairy mist curling up, women dressed in white, covered with a white veil, walked towards her slowly as if falling from the sky.

Feng Aotian stood on the spot, looking at the scene in front of him, lowered his head, watching the meteor had jumped from her arms, and then walked forward holding her hand.

These women in white stood respectfully on both sides, automatically giving way to a path.

Father Cat looked forward suspiciously, turned his eyes, and looked at Feng Aotian, "Master, this place looks very wrong."

Feng Aotian looked at him, "Go and see."

"Yes." The cat nodded, putting away the jealous appearance in front of Feng Aotian, his eyes were cold and vigilant.

Feng Aotian walked slowly along with the meteor until he passed through the forest and walked into the palace, and he saw a woman dressed in white veil on the high platform.

She stood in the center of the main hall, raised her eyes, looked at the woman on the high platform, curled her lips and smiled, "If you want to come, you are the saint."

Meteor took Feng Aotian's hand and looked at the woman on the high platform, "Saint, Meteor finally brought the fairy."

Listening to Meteor's words, Feng Aotian thought that there must be something she didn't know about, but now, what she wanted to know more was how capable this saint was.

The woman standing on the high platform, dressed in a snow-white blouse, with a blue silk inserted in only a hosta, her face was indifferent, and her otherworldly temperament was even more impressive and admired.

Feng Aotian looked at the woman in front of her, she was truly as holy as a fairy from the world, but especially the loneliness carried by those eyes made her feel that she was only sixteen or seventeen years old. Such deep eyes.

"Subordinates, see the Holy Master." The woman in front of her stepped slowly down the high platform, walked in front of her, and then knelt on one knee and said.

Feng Aotian lowered his eyes and stared at her, "He said that Lord is a fairy? Are you calling Lord Lord again?"

"Subordinates have been waiting for the return of the Holy Lord." The saint said in a low voice.

Feng Aotian looked at her, "Do you have evidence to prove that the Lord is the holy lord in your mouth."

"The jade statue can only be opened by the saints of the past generations." The saint still knelt on the ground and said, "this portrait is painted by the old saint himself. The face of the next saint."

"Old Saint Lord?" Feng Aotian thought. She came this time just to regain Feihe Country, but unexpectedly, there was such a big surprise waiting for her.

"Exactly." The saint then raised her hand, and on the high platform, a picture scroll fell. The woman on it had a peerless appearance, and her eyebrows were somewhat similar to Feng Aotian.

Feng Aotian turned her eyes and watched Mr. Cat looking at the portrait in a dumbfounded manner. Her eyes were slightly closed, and the memories of this body appeared in her mind. A glimmer of brilliant light shattered from her eyes, looking at the saint in front of her. , "She is the old saint?"

"Exactly." The saint replied in a low voice.

"Where is she now?" Feng Aotian asked in a deep voice.

"The old saint returned to heaven half a year ago." The saint replied.

"Half a year ago?" Feng Aotian looked at her, "A specific day."

The saint replied truthfully, "The third day of March."

Feng Aotian's eyes were even more cold. Wasn't that the day when she passed through the rebirth? What is the connection between this?

The saint lifted her eyes and looked at Feng Aotian, "The old saint painted your portrait early in the morning, and the jade statue will become like a new saint as the old saint dies."

Father Cat looked at the woman in the painting. Of course he remembered this person. She was the old master, the master's mother and concubine. Didn't she die with the emperor ten years ago? Why is it here? Has he become the Holy Lord of Feihe Country? What exactly is going on?

Feng Aotian looked at the woman in the painting in front of him, and then at the saint in front of him, "Can you be sure that the Lord is the Holy Lord based on these alone?"

"Holy Lord, please come down." The saint hurriedly got up and said.

Feng Aotian watched her get up, turned sideways, and said, she lifted up and followed.

Father Cat hurriedly followed Feng Aotian, but was stopped by the saint, "No man can enter this place."

Feng Aotian looked at the saint in front of him, "Do you know the identity of the Lord?"

"The saints of the past are all women. Although you are dressed in men's clothing, your words and deeds are also men's behavior, but your subordinates can still tell at a glance that you are a woman." The saint said with her eyes down.

Feng Aotian nodded slightly, turned his eyes, and looked at Father Cat, "It's okay, just wait here."

"Yes." Father Cat nodded and watched Feng Aotian walk forward.

Meteor stood beside the cat, holding his hand, "I recognize you."

Father Cat looked at him, "How old do you recognize me?"

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"I'm sixteen years old." Meteor blinked his eyes and said as he looked at Mr. Cat.

"Sixteen years old?" Father Cat looked at him and sneered.

Meteor pouted, with a sad face, "I was born this way. I only live for many years and don't look good."

Father Cat squatted, looking at the shooting star, "Then why are you doing this?"

"I don't know either." Meteor looked at him, "I am not a real person, but a magical creature in the spiritual pond, through the human form."

Mr. Cat couldn't help feeling a little illusory when he heard it. He never believed in ghosts and gods, let alone think that there would be such a magical thing in this world? He then got up and sat on one side, "You milk doll, but you are three years old, but also the emperor of a country, how can you make such a joke."

Meteor sighed faintly, and then, with a light leap, he sat on the chair next to Mr. Cat and lay down on the table looking at him, "I never lie."

How could Father Cat care about the sorrow of this little devil now? It was Feng Aotian that he was worried about now.

Feng Aotian followed the saint to the high platform, and then turned around, a whirlwind swept in, and then landed on a snowy land.

She looked at the scene in front of her, then at the saint in front of her, "Where is this?"

"This is the place where the saints practiced in the past." The saint looked at her, and then said, "Holy Lord, the martial arts you are practicing now is the martial arts in this spiritual pond."

Feng Aotian looked at her, "You mean, the Lord was destined to be the Holy Lord since he was born?"

"Yes." The saint nodded and said, "The old saint predicted that your birth is destined to cause chaos in the world, so he will let you pretend to be a man. You cannot expose a woman until you are under sixteen. Identity, otherwise, the entire Feihe Nation will be destroyed."

"Why is this?" Feng Aotian looked at the woman in front of him, thinking that there was such a shocking secret behind him.

She then turned around and looked around. Following her thoughts, martial arts tricks appeared on the surrounding ice walls, exactly the same as she is now practicing.

Feng Aotian closed her eyes slightly, thinking about the valley and the scene when the mother concubine handed over a secret book to her for the first time. The past is vivid, she remembered that the mother concubine said when she died, and Don't reveal her identity as a woman, otherwise the world will be in chaos.

She suddenly raised her eyes and looked at the saint in front of her, "If I am the Holy Lord, then this entire Feihe Country is mine?"

"Yes." The saint nodded, "The subordinates have been waiting for the return of the Holy Lord."

Feng Aotian looked at her, "You mean, I am also a god?"

The saint shook her head and said, "Feihe country has been watched by the holy clan for thousands of years. The holy clan is just a tribe left by the immortal clan thousands of years ago, and complements the wind clan."

Feng Aotian looked at the saint, "Then, what role can the saints play?"

The saint went on to say, “The people of the saint clan will know some spells. If the saint master receives the spiritual power in the spiritual pond, he will transform the human form and know the future.”

Feng Aotian looked at her, "Oh, that's it, no wonder Feihe Country has not dared to move for thousands of years."

"Subordinates welcome the Lord back." The saint hurriedly knelt on the ground and said.

Feng Aotian looked at her, "Where are my men?"

"Subordinates locked them under the ice altar, they just fell asleep." The saint replied truthfully.

Feng Aotian looked at her, "Who is the meteor?"

"He is a spiritual creature in the spiritual pond, now transformed into a human form, in fact, he already has sixteen." The saint replied in a low voice.

Feng Aotian knew that the little devil's mind was very mature early in the morning. He didn't expect that he turned out to be a spiritual creature. "There is something in the altar that can be dissolved for thousands of years. Where is it now?"

The saint looked at Feng Aotian, "Holy Lord, that thing is a meteor."

"Meteor?" Feng Aotian looked at her, "Please make it clear."

"The spiritual pool is made up of the spiritual power left by the saints of the past, and the meteor is a spiritual thing produced by spiritual power. He can transform into a human form, but according to his spiritual power growth, the current spiritual power of the meteor It can only become a three-year-old body." The saint said immediately.

"Then, is he the magic medicine?" Feng Aotian said with a deep gaze.

"Exactly." The saint nodded, "He was born with the Holy Lord."

Feng Aotian looked at her, "If the Lord wants to use him to save people, what will happen?"

"He will disappear." The saint continued.

Feng Aotian's phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, thinking of Feng Yinqi, who was still unconscious, should he use a meteor in exchange for Feng Yinqi's life?

"Holy Lord, since you have returned, the holy clan will leave it to you in the future." The saint said with her head down.

Feng Aotian's eyes dimmed. Since she can be reborn, why can't she accept such a fantastic fact, but she is a little puzzled, "How do the holy masters of each generation come into being?"

"It is determined by the old saint master and the elders of the saint family, based on spiritual power." The saint said quickly.

"Old Holy Master..." Feng Aotian thought, her mother and concubine turned out to be the Holy Master of the Saint Clan, so why did she leave Feihe Country and go to Feng Country? What secret is hidden in this?

"Each generation of saint masters will travel abroad, and they are born with different missions. As for the mission of the old saint master, the subordinates don't know." The saint looked at Feng Aotian and said.

Feng Aotian then asked, "How do I know my mission?"

"Holy Lord, you walk along this ice wall, and then you see a jade statue, put your hands together, and you will know everything." The saint continued.

Feng Aotian turned her eyes, looked at the ice wall, and then walked forward until she saw a high mountain shrouded in white mist. From a distance, it looked like a jade statue. Her hands clasped her hands together, and it appeared in her mind. In some fragmented scenes, she suddenly opened her eyes, her eyes darkened, her hands were clenched into fists, then she turned and walked back.

The saint looked at Feng Aotian with a gloomy face, and quickly stepped forward, "Holy Lord, are you okay?"

Feng Aotian raised his eyes, looked at the saint, and then said, “Early tomorrow morning, Feihe country will announce to the world and return to Fengguo. You will be in charge of the saint clan before I return.”

"Subordinates obey." The saint replied.

Feng Aotian stepped forward, walked forward, and returned to the altar along the original path.

Seeing Feng Aotian's expression on his face, the cat father hurried forward, "Master, what's the matter with you?"

Feng Aotian stared at Father Cat for a long while, stepped forward, and squeezed his hand, "Don't leave my father's side."

The cat's thoughts were shocked. I don't know why the master had such a cold look in his eyes. There was still a trace of fear in his eyes. He quickly nodded and responded, "The slave will always guard the master."

"Fairy..." Meteor jumped off the chair, hugged Feng Aotian's thigh, raised his head, and called.

Feng Aotian lowered her head and looked at Meteor's innocent smile, her expression lightened slightly, "You stay in Feihe Country well."

"Fairy, are you leaving?" Meteor blinked and looked at her.

"Yeah." Feng Aotian nodded slightly.

"Fairy, Meteor will follow you." Meteor said, pulling Feng Aotian's sleeve.

Feng Aotian turned his eyes and looked at the saint, "Can he leave here?"

The saint nodded and said, "He can sense the breath of the Holy Lord, and it is good to be with the Holy Lord."

Feng Aotian lowered his head, looked at the begging eyes of the meteor, and then said, "After some time, now, you will stay."

Meteor looked sad and looked at Feng Aotian, "Fairy, Meteor can't bear you."

Feng Aotian thought that he could find the elixir of Feihe Nation to wake Feng Yinqi, but now, how could she use the life of a meteor to wake Feng Yinqi?

She raised her hand and stroked Meteor's hair, then lifted up and left the altar.

"Release my people." Feng Aotian said in a deep voice before leaving.

"Yes." The saint nodded.

Then, the entire saints quickly knelt on the ground, "Send to the Holy Lord."

Meteor looked at Feng Aotian's leaving figure, turned around and looked at the saint, "Why did the fairy leave in such a hurry?"

"The Holy Lord has his own mission." The saint looked at the meteor and said, "You should go back to the palace."

"Are you going to abandon me too?" Meteor pouted, looking at the saint and said.

"I still have something to do. If you are not obedient, I will tell the Lord that you will stay at the altar." The saint threatened quickly.

Meteor stared at the saint sadly for a long while, then turned around and left the altar with a sad look.

The saint looked at the back of the meteor and sighed faintly, "Notify the elders that the Holy Lord is back and let them feel at ease."

"Yes." The female envoy on one side responded in a low voice.

Feng Aotian left Feihe Country in an instant, always holding Father Cat's hand with great strength, as if to crush his fingers.

Father Cat followed her quietly without saying a word. He didn't know why the master was so angry, but he knew that the master cared about him.

At this moment, the figure of the soul fell, and he also felt the terrifying chill radiating from Feng Aotian's body.

Feng Aotian looked at him, "Say."

"Master, Emperor Xuan Mo has already left the border of Feng Nation, and not long after he stepped out of the border, he sent Bai Feng and his troops to Qi Nation." The soul whispered.

Feng Aotian's eyes were cold, and then he took Mr. Cat to fly away.

The soul looked at Feng Aotian's back, thinking what happened to the master? He hadn't seen such a big temper in a long time.

Now, the sky was bright, Xuanyuanyu was already moving freely, and then he got off the imperial court, walking on the road, looking at the scenery in front of him, he felt a lot of joy.

The attendant stood on one side and whispered, "The emperor, General Bai has already brought his troops, and he will be able to reach the capital of Qiguo within five days.

"Yeah." Xuanyuan Yu nodded. He wanted to see what Feng Aotian could do.

Just as Xuanyuan Yu was still thinking about how to relieve his hatred, an astonishing news came.

Feihe country actually issued an edict, and immediately returned to Fengguo and waited on him, and there was no more Feihe country.

As soon as the news came out, it spread to the entire mainland of China in one day.

It even caused a stir among the countries. The three major powers were very indifferent to this matter. However, other small countries have re-examined Feng State.

Everyone knows that the Emperor Feng is cruel, licentious, and innocent, but now, within half a month, he has regained the Kingdom of Lingjiu and Feihe, and now he is cruising against the kingdom of habitation, which shows the ambition of Feng Kingdom.

The other two small fourth-class countries became anxious, and overnight, they wrote secret letters to the big country that paid tribute to them, requesting to send troops to prevent Feng Kingdom from being disadvantageous to them.

After Xuanyuanyu got the news, he was still a little surprised. However, after the surprise, it was rather plain, because Feihe Nation was not a threat to them. Even if Feng Nation regained it, it would only be a few more cities. What's more, Feihe Country is a holy land of gods, and it is too far away from him, for Xuanyuan Yu, it is not enough.

"The emperor, this Feng State's hand is really too long. If it continues to develop like this, the other two fourth-class countries will be taken down by Feng State in a short time." The attendant on the side said.

Xuanyuanyu looked at him, "The other two small nations have nothing to do with me. The ones who worry about this are the Yuluo Kingdom and Le Qiguo. Anyway, my Lingjiu Kingdom has been taken by Feng Aotian."

"Emperor, what about Qiguo?" The attendant felt that a small Fengguo dare to challenge the authority of the three great powers, and really didn't want to live.

Xuanyuan Yu now bears a complete hatred of Feng Aotian. Although he cannot attack Feng Country, he can help the other two countries to clean up Feng Aotian.

As he was thinking, he felt a burst of cold air entering, and then saw a brown figure fall.

Xuanyuan Yu squinted his eyes slightly and looked at the person in front of him. When he saw her cold eyes, his bright eyes were cold.

"What are you doing here?" Xuanyuan Yu said solemnly.

Grandpa Cat fell on Feng Aotian's side, his hand was held by her all the time, and he never relaxed for a moment. He had never seen the master angry so much.

He raised his eyes and looked at Xuanyuan Yu. He was gloating. The master was already angry, but Xuanyuan Yu happened to run into him, and he deserved to be taught by the master.

Feng Aotian gently raised his hand, and the attendant beside him was tapped on the acupuncture point, unable to move.

Feng Aotian let go of Father Cat's hand and said solemnly, "Stand aside."

"Yes." Mr. Cat answered obediently.

Xuanyuan Yu sat down on the low couch, met her cold eyes, and wondered why she came here?

Feng Ao Tianyun waved his sleeve, raised his hand, sucked the long whip hanging on one side into his palm, and then waved it towards Xuanyuan Yu.

Xuanyuan Yu hurriedly flew away, then landed, looking at Feng Aotian, wanting to fight, right? It just so happens that he has been holding back his anger these few days and has nowhere to vent. You came to die, so why does he have to endure?

As soon as he lifted his palm, the sword on the side fell into his hand, and in an instant, the two were entangled.

Feng Aotian urged the inner strength of his wrist, and the long whip in his hand swung straight towards Xuanyuanyu, but Xuanyuanyu was not to be outdone, the sword came out of its sheath, shining with cold light.

Father Cat stood on one side, all eyes were on the two people in front of him, and in a blink of an eye, the two of them flew out of the camp and hung in the air.

The soldiers guarding outside the camp looked up and looked at the two men in the air, somewhat surprised.

Father Cat hurriedly followed out, and Chu Lingtian hurriedly walked out, looking at the situation in front of him, turning his eyes and looking at Father Cat, "What is this doing?"

"I didn't see a fight." Father Cat said coldly.

"Come here, take him down." Chu Lingtian said solemnly.

Father Cat looked at him, "You're really noisy." He waved his hand gently, and stopped his acupuncture points. Then, he looked at the soldiers around him, "I don't want to die, so I stand peacefully."

When the soldiers saw Chu Lingtian blink, they were subdued by Mr. Cat. When they looked at the two people entangled in mid-air, they did not dare to act rashly.

Chu Lingtian widened his eyes and stared at Father Cat.

At this moment, two Qianli figures fell.

"Grandpa Cat..." Xue Ke panted heavily, landed next to Grandpa Cat, and then said, "I finally caught up to you."

Grandpa Cat always kept his eyes on the sky, watching Feng Aotian and Xuanyuanyu fight, thinking in his heart, Xuanyuanyu's martial arts is also good, comparable to him, but when fighting against the master, it is Inferior, why is the master so entangled with him?

Xue Ke didn't care when she saw Father Cat ignored her. She turned her eyes and saw Chu Lingtian, stepped forward, raised her hand, and pinched his cheek, "Every time I see you, I feel so embarrassed."

Listening to Xue Ke's words, Chu Lingtian's eyes sank, and he also thought, who can make himself worse than others?

Xue Ke raised her hand and unlocked his acupuncture points, "Your martial arts are too bad."

Chu Lingtian looked at Xue Ke, "Hmph, I will definitely subdue you in the future."

"I'm waiting." Xue Ke continued, smiling at him, and then stepped forward, looking up at the two people in the air, just about to speak, she felt dizzy and fell backward.

Chu Lingtian also followed her forward, and saw her leaning back, and quickly reached out to stabilize her, and she fainted in her arms.

He hugged her, turned around, and walked into the camp.

Leng Peihan was brought here by Xue Ke. Seeing Xue Ke fainted, she was really anxious, and then looking at the worry in Chu Lingtian's eyes, she felt clear, and did not catch up.

Father Cat looked at the sky above, slandering in his heart, and within a moment, he knew Feng Aotian's mind and didn't say anything.

Leng Peihan also followed the cat's gaze, then retracted his gaze, lowered his head, and saw the red and swollen fingers of the cat, and reminded him, "My cat, your hand?"

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