This Lord is Too Cruel

Feng Aotian saw the sadness flashing in his eyes, she raised his jaw, "Are you hiding something from the Lord?"

Wei Zimo narrowed his eyes, leaned in her arms, and whispered, "I thought you were not worried about me at all?"

As soon as Feng Aotian heard this, he knew that his little temper had come out again, and he laughed in a low voice and put him in his arms, "When did the Lord take you to heart?"

Wei Zimo snorted coldly, leaning against her. He was born with a cleanliness, so his nose is the most sensitive. Now, there is a faint smell of blood on Feng Aotian's body. He raised his eyes and looked at her. "You are hurt?"

Feng Aotian looked at Wei Zimo, smiled and shook his head, "Well, I'm hurt in my heart."

Wei Zimo's eyes sank, he raised her arms and her sleeves were pulled up, without seeing any injuries, he said coldly, "Don't fool me."

Feng Aotian could only pretend to hold him in his arms as if nothing had happened, hey, look, she came for the first time on the wedding night, why didn't he see him so foolish?

In fact, Wei Zimo was puzzled at the beginning, but he was distracted by other things, so he didn't delve into it. However, now, when he thinks about it again, he feels something is wrong, and quickly sits up from her arms. Said, "Where is it hurt?"

Feng Aotian blinked his eyes and shook his hand, "You know, the old disease recurs, so naturally you will vomit some blood."

Wei Zimo leaned forward, leaned close to her face, and sniffed gently, "Also nonsense."

Feng Aotian hurriedly lowered his head, kissed his lips, and bit his lips fiercely. The flap of his lips was cut through the veil. Feng Aotian was bitten by Feng Aotian, blood was overflowing. He opened his eyes and looked at her, "It seems You don't want to say it anymore."

He ignored the bleeding on the corners of his lips, then pushed Feng Aotian away, got up, stood in the middle of the hall, and looked at Xing Wuyun and Meteor who were sitting on the stone steps outside the hall and talked happily, and said in a deep voice, "Xing Wuyun, come in. ."

Xing Wuyun turned his eyes and looked at Shang Wei Zimo's gloomy face. He felt something was wrong, and when he turned his eyes to the side, he saw Feng Aotian giving him a wink. He knew how to forget that Wei Zimo was out. The famous dog nose.

He smiled forward, keeping a distance from Wei Zimo, and he smiled, "What's wrong?"

"Why does she smell of blood?" Wei Zimo said solemnly.

Xing Wuyun secretly scolded Wei Zimo for a fool. With so many clues, didn't he use his brain to guess it, and asked him, can he tell the truth?

Although he was so secretively, his face was surprised, "What? The smell of blood?"

"Yeah." Wei Zimo nodded.

"How can there be a smell of blood on the emperor?" Xing Wuyun continued to pretend to be stupid, then stepped forward and sat next to Feng Aotian, "The emperor, are you injured?"

"Is Ye Shi vomiting blood?" Feng Aotian was vomiting blood because of Wei Zimo's persistence.

Xing Wuyun turned his eyes and looked at Wei Zimo, "Yeah, don't you want to see the spitting veil?"

Wei Zimo looked at the two in front of him singing and singing, and said coldly, "Edit, continue editing."

Xing Wuyun hurriedly got up and looked at Wei Zimo, "What did I make up? I said it is true."

"Humph." Wei Zimo obviously didn't believe it. Who is Xing Wuyun, can he not know? Talking nonsense with eyes open is his strength.

Of course Xing Wuyun knows his own character in Wei Zimo's heart. It is inferior to a meteor, but now, he has no choice but to look at Wei Zimo and continue to smash, "Is it because, this morning, my arm His wound recurred, and then he stained the emperor's body with blood?"

Wei Zimo watched Xing Wuyun roll up the sleeves of his clothes, and saw that the wound from the arrow was bandaged and printed with blood.

He raised his eyes and looked at Xing Wuyun, "Your wound hasn't been healed for so long? In the past, how could you not see you so weak?"

Xing Wuyun looked at Wei Zimo with a helpless expression, "I am getting older, and the wound is not easy to heal."

Wei Zimo watched him quietly speak, he turned around coldly, "Since I don't want to let me know, I don't want to keep it."

Seeing him, Feng Aotian left so angrily. She raised her eyes, looked at Xing Wuyun, and said coolly, "Look at your character."

Xing Wuyun looked sideways, looked at Feng Aotian, and sighed, "The minister's character is very precious."

Meteor watched Wei Zimo leave angrily, his eyes rolled round and round, and then secretly followed.

Wei Zimo walked sadly on the hallway in the palace and whispered, "What are you doing with me?"

"I know you are worried about the Holy Lord, but you are angry that the Holy Lord and Xing Wuyun will lie to you." Meteor knew Wei Zimo's temper and walked three steps away from him, looking at him and saying.

"You know everything." Wei Zimo sneered and responded.

"I understand, the Holy Lord also understands, Xing Wuyun understands better, but why did they do this? Have you thought about it?" Meteor said immediately.

Wei Zimo continued to walk forward, raised his eyes and looked into the distance, "Don't I be believed by her?"

Meteor shook his head, "According to the temper of the holy lord, if you don't believe you, why bother to play this role with Xing Wuyun so hard?"

"What's that for?" Wei Zimo didn't understand.

"Hey, the authorities are obsessed with the bystanders, if you can think calmly, you can understand." Meteor carried his hands on his back, said, then turned and left.

Wei Zimo stopped, turned around, watched the meteor leaving, stood there for a long time, then turned around and walked towards the Floating Dream Palace.

When Lan Jingshu came back from the Metropolitan Procuratorate, Feng Aotian looked at him and smiled, "You two are having lunch here, Lord, go see him."

"Hey." Xing Wuyun sighed deeply.

Lan Jing said warmly, "The emperor, Lord Hou cares about you too much, that's why."

Feng Aotian stroked his face lightly, gave a light kiss to the corner of his lips, then got up, and stepped out of the Imperial Palace.

Xing Wuyun smashed the corner of his mouth, how could he only kiss Lan Jingshu? He looked at Feng Aotian's leaving figure bitterly, then turned around, and saw Lan Jingshu looking at him with a smile.

"Look at what I do?" Xing Wuyun asked as he walked forward.

"You seem to have changed a lot." Lan Jingshu said warmly.

"I'm not the one I am." Xing Wuyun sat at the table, Meteor sat down to eat.

"Become more cheerful than before." The meaning of Lan Jing's book words is obvious, that is, his heart is much broader than the unruly smile that has always been disguised.

Xing Wuyun looked at him and chuckled, "I have always been cheerful."

Lan Jingshu let out a low laugh, then sat down quietly, picked up the bowls and chopsticks for lunch.

Xing Wuyun looked sideways, looked at Lan Jing's book, and couldn't help asking, "Don't you think you are too uncharacteristic?"

To be able to say this to Lan Jingshu so bluntly, apart from Xing Wuyun, I am afraid that there is no one else. Normally, Yi Mu just teased him, and Gu Yefeng echoed it. He raised his eyes and looked at Xing Wuyun, "Just Staying peacefully by the emperor's side, and occasionally looking back at her, I am content."

Xing Wuyun paused slightly. Looking at Lan Jingshu, he was not half angry, but, speaking lightly, he chuckled, "This is the wisest idea."

Lan Jingshu raised his eyes and looked at him, "It's really not easy to stay with the emperor safe and sound now."

Xing Wuyun nodded, thinking about these days, didn't he have left too, and then came back, he discovered that he had never left before, afraid that it was only Lan Jingshu.

He raised his eyes and looked at Lan Jingshu, "Really it was done by a wise man."

Lan Jingshu still smiled softly, "I don't have your Zhuoran background, nor your martial arts as deep as yours. What I can do is to guard the capital and the palace and let her return every time she leaves Beijing. When I was there, I could see someone waiting for her."

Xing Wuyun nodded slightly, "In the past, I underestimated you."

Lan Jingshu raised his eyes and said warmly, "You never looked at me high."

Xing Wuyun laughed in a low voice, "Why say this."

Lan Jingshu smiled lightly, "Just kidding."

Xing Wuyun smiled casually, and the two took lunch quietly.

Feng Aotian walked slowly to the Floating Dream Palace, and saw that under the scorching sun, Wei Zimo was squatting in the courtyard, personally putting away the withered Manzhushahua, his hands covered with mud.

Feng Aotian slowly stepped forward and squatted beside him, "Master, be with you."

Wei Zimo raised his eyes, looked at her, and smiled, "Okay."

Feng Aotian rolled up his own cloud sleeve, put it away with him, and then placed it in the box behind him. It was already an hour after receiving it.

She got up and shook his muddy hands, "You are willing to get your hands dirty."

Wei Zimo watched Feng Aotian take out the silk handkerchief and carefully wiped the dirt from his fingers. He just stood still, staring at her blankly.

Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at him with a smile, "Well, let's go in, I'm all hungry."

Wei Zimo shook her hand instead, "You are intentional."

"Angry?" Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows and looked at him.

Wei Zimo snorted coldly and took her hand into the bedroom. Listening to the wind, hot water was already ready. He stood by the golden basin, put her hands in the basin, and washed gently with the water.

Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at him, "Master knows that you are not a stingy person."

"Humph." Wei Zimo snorted coldly, then drew out the silk kerchief to wipe the drops of water on her hand, then shook her hand away, turned and walked out.

Feng Aotian looked at the back of him leaving, and the corner of his mouth twitched, knowing that he was not angry, and she would accept it as soon as she saw him. She strode forward and held his hand again, "Let’s have lunch."

Wei Zimo did not shake her hand away, but sat down with her. Feng Aotian picked up the vegetables and put them in his bowl, and said with a smile, "Eat more."

Wei Zimo raised his eyes and looked at her, as if he hadn't eaten with her for a long time. Since returning from Nan to return home, she has been busy, rushing around, he suddenly remembered Meteor's words and Xing Wuyun's day. In other words, he seemed to understand that these days, he blindly asked her to be kind to herself, and asked her to be gentle and considerate to herself, but he never gave her this.

Seeing him looking in a daze, Feng Aotian said softly, "What's wrong?"

Wei Zimo raised his eyes and looked at her, "It's nothing."

Feng Aotian knew that he was struggling, she never forced him, she just curled his lips and smiled, and then put the vegetables in his bowl, and the two of them ate together like this.

After lunch, Feng Aotian got up and looked at him, "Will you go to the restaurant later?"

Wei Zimo shook his head, "How about staying with me?"

"Okay." Feng Aotian responded with a smile, holding his hand, hugging each other, reclining on the soft couch, and looking at the scenery outside the window.

Lan Jingshu sat quietly in the study, reviewing the memorials. Xing Wuyun also expected that Feng Aotian would not be back for a while, and then stepped forward and sat opposite Lan Jingshu, "I'll help you."

"Okay." Lan Jingshu responded with a smile, and then the two of them quietly reviewed the memorial without saying a word.

As the sky darkened, Feng Aotian looked sideways and looked at Wei Zimo in his arms, "Master accompany you after dinner, and then go back."

"Yeah." Wei Zimo raised his eyes and looked at her, "When will you go to Wuyue Country?"

"Two days in advance." Feng Aotian looked at him and said in a low voice.

"When will you be back?" Wei Zimo asked immediately.

"It depends." Feng Aotian looked at him, "Maybe soon, maybe it will take a while."

Wei Zimo's eyes dimmed, "What about you and my bridal chamber?"

"I will do it when I come back." Feng Aotian lowered his head, kissed his forehead, and said softly.

Wei Zimo's eyes warmed, "I'm waiting for you."

"Okay." Feng Aotian nodded, but felt Wei Zimo's abnormality, and she had an unknown premonition in her heart.

The two stopped having dinner, and Feng Aotian left the Floating Dream Palace.

Wei Zimo leaned on one side and looked at the starry sky. Could it be that he really couldn't escape the disaster?

Feng Aotian did not leave, but stood at the gate of the palace, looking at his absent-minded appearance, and slowly turned around. When he reached the emperor's bedroom, Lan Jing was still reviewing the memorial.

She withdrew her mind, then stepped into the study, and saw Xing Wuyun's figure, she curled her lips and smiled, "You look pretty."

Xing Wuyun raised his eyes, and when he saw her, he smiled and said, "The emperor has returned from the gentle village?"

"Yeah." Feng Aotian nodded, then looked at Lan Jingshu, "You have found a helper."

Lan Jingshu raised his eyes and smiled warmly, "My lord, can I have dinner?"

"Yeah." Feng Aotian nodded, "Come on, I will accompany you."

"Isn't it accompanied by the minister?" Xing Wuyun raised his eyebrows, looked at Feng Aotian, and said dissatisfiedly.

Feng Aotian smiled lightly, "Naturally be with you."

Xing Wuyun gave a low laugh, and then put the memorial that had been reviewed and read aside.

Feng Aotian picked up the memorials they had reviewed and read them one by one. Time slowly passed by until the second shift before finishing reviewing them.

The three of them walked out of the study. Sixi had prepared meals. Meteor yawned and walked in, looking at Feng Aotian, "Holy Lord, if you don't come out again, Meteor will starve to death."

Feng Aotian looked at him, "Why not let Sixi prepare meals for you alone?"

"Many people eat and lively." Meteor said, taking the lead and sitting at the table.

Feng Aotian chuckled his lips and smiled, then sat down, Xing Wuyun and Lan Jingshu each sat aside, after eating, Lan Jingshu voluntarily withdrew from the emperor's bedroom and went back to Jinxuan Palace.

Xing Wuyun suddenly envied Lan Jingshu, especially his transparent tolerance. He raised his eyes, looked at Feng Aotian, and said quietly, "The emperor, everyone around you is really not easy."

Feng Aotian looked at him and smiled lightly, "How can you sigh so much these few days?"

"But I feel that there is still a lot that I am missing." Xing Wuyun took her into his arms and asked in a low voice, "Do you want to change the moon?"

"Are you addicted to it?" Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows, looking at him and asked.

auzw.com "In the future, let the minister do it for you." Xing Wuyun said hastily. Anyway, Mu Hanjin will be back for a while. During this time, he can have a reason to be alone with her. , This is the time to test him.

Feng Aotian smiled, and then smiled, "After Grandpa Kui Shui is over, I will go to see Han Jin."

"He is going out of the mountain?" Xing Wuyun couldn't help asking.

"It's another level." Feng Aotian said while looking at him.

Xing Wuyun looked at her and couldn't help asking, "How many levels does he have to pass?"

"Nine deaths for a lifetime." Feng Aotian said quietly, "He is the master of the Feng Clan. He was born with a love curse, and he can't use affection to his master. Otherwise, he will be poisoned and die. It’s going to go through nine deaths."

Xing Wuyun heard from Feng Aotian's tone that this nine-death life must not be easy. He hugged her and whispered, "He has always been strong and will definitely survive."

Feng Aotian nodded and said, "Yes."

After four days, Ah Jiu broke through the sixth city. Now, if the seventh city is broken, she can take the lead in the city. However, Ah Jiu is waiting for Mu Hanyao and Leng Qianye. News.

Leng Qianye has already captured the fifth city, and Mu Hanyao is the same. Now, there are three remaining cities centered on the southern return home of Kyoto. If so, they would defeat these three cities together. , The three armies were dispatched together, the soldiers approached the city, and it was just around the corner to return to China.

However, these three cities are the most difficult to break. The reason is that the three cities designed to be invincible when returned to China are very difficult compared to other cities. Once the three cities are activated, there will be traps and institutions everywhere. Defensive is difficult to attack, so the three armies and soldiers led by Ah Jiu, Mu Hanyao, and Leng Qianye are now at a stalemate with these three cities, and the losses and losses will be countless.

Nan Yu sat in the Jinluan Hall and looked at the officials under the high hall. He still looked calm and calm. He wanted to see how they could break through these three cities.

On the second day after Feng Aotian's sunflower water ended, she went to the Feng Clan after she went to the early morning court.

She stood alone beside the Thousand-Year Cold Pond, and did not let anyone from the Wind Clan come.

According to the scheduled time, she couldn't wait for Mu Hanjin to come out for a long time. The cold pond did not even fluctuate. Feng Aotian's eyes were cold and she looked directly at the cold pond, her heart was suffering, but she But can't go down.

She must wait for him to come out without incident.

In this way, she waited for a day until sunset, and the sky was getting darker, and the cold wind blew over her, but she did not move halfway.

The meteor and the dog were standing not far away, watching unsatisfactorily. He lowered his face, anxiously, "If he hasn't come out in another hour, I'm afraid..."

The dog raised his eyes and stared fiercely at the meteor, "The clan master will come out."

The meteor was silent, and looked up at it.

An hour passed slowly, and Feng Aotian took a deep breath. She looked at Hanchi without a sound. She raised her eyes and looked at the bright moonlight, a sneer evoked at the corner of her mouth, and then she jumped down.

Suddenly heard the waves rippling, the cold pond splashed with countless water splashes, and the white figure that followed made Feng Aotian's mind shaken. She stood motionless and watched the elegant figure slowly. Falling in front of her, her body was stained with cold air and drops of water.

She hurriedly stepped forward and took him into her arms. Mu Hanjin's face turned pale. For seven or forty-nine days, ordinary people stayed in the cold pool and would be frozen to death in less than two hours, but he was quite well. Coming here, it takes much perseverance and patience. She stroked his cold body, picked him up, tapped her toes, and flew away.

Mu Hanjin leaned in her arms, raised her eyes, and looked at her, but she felt like a world away.

He raised his hand, wanting to caress the face that was longing for the day and night, which can make him hold on, but he was afraid that his cold hand would freeze to her, there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and he just looked at it uncomfortably Holding her.

Feng Aotian hugged him into the house and said coldly, "Go and prepare the bath soup."

"Yes." Qing Fenghou was outside the house, hearing Feng Aotian's order, hurriedly prepared.

Feng Aotian hurriedly put Mu Hanjin on the bed, raised his hand, took off his clothes, covered him with the brocade, and then hugged him in his arms.

Mu Hanjin's lips turned pale, and her body couldn't help shaking. Feng Aotian hugged him distressedly, "This is the third death. What should I do with the next fourth death?"

Mu Hanjin lifted her eyes and forced a faint smile, "The minister will... quite... stand it through."

Feng Aotian lowered his head and kissed his lips, trying to dye the color of the lips red. Mu Hanjin closed his eyes slightly, letting her bite, his heart was warm at this moment.

Qingfeng prepared the bath soup and whispered, "Wang Zun, it's ready."

"Yeah." Feng Aotian hugged Mu Hanjin into the screen and placed him carefully in the tub. In a flash, the hot water in the tub became cold, and her eyes sank, "That's not OK."

She fished him out of the tub, and now he is too skinny, she covered him with brocade, hugged her and flew away, and then landed next to the hot spring pool, ignoring that she was just after the sunflowers. His body entered the hot spring pool with him, and she embraced him in her arms, and she saw him constantly chilling.

Mu Hanjin looked at her, "The emperor, go out quickly."

"Master will accompany you to suffer." Feng Aotian said coldly.

"You just finished Kushui yesterday, and your body can't bear the heat of the hot spring." He looked at her earnestly, "The emperor, if you hurt your body for the sake of your minister, the minister will definitely not forgive yourself."

Feng Aotian looked at him, sighed quietly, and then flew down beside the hot spring pool, dried his clothes internally, sat aside, and accompanied him.

Mu Hanjin sat cross-legged, surrounded by his aura, lingering around his jade-like body. He slowly closed his eyes and condensed the internal strength in his body. After a long time, his face gradually returned to its normal color.

The sky was getting colder, Mu Hanjin retracted his inner strength, slowly opened his eyes, and saw Feng Aotian staring at him unsuccessfully. He lowered his head and looked at himself naked, his eyes flickering, just sitting. Afraid to go out.

Feng Aotian smiled and raised his hand, "Come here."

Mu Hanjin raised her eyes and looked at her, "The emperor, the minister is not dressed."

Feng Aotian said amusedly, "It's not like your body hasn't been seen before, and you have eaten it, so what's so shy about it."

Mu Hanjin heard that nine days and nine nights appeared in her mind, her face flushed, but her heart was still beating, she slowly got up, and walked out of the hot spring pool.

He raised his hand, Feng Aotian held his fingertips, and gently tugged, then he was wrapped in his arms, covering his body with a robe, and then lightly on his toes, leading him to fly away. "Only the master can see your body."

Mu Hanjin leaned quietly in her arms, feeling the softness of her chest, his mind shook, but he still endured it, he knew that she could not have **** in the past few days.

And the coldness in his body has not completely dissipated, and it is even more difficult.

Feng Aotian hugged him back into the house, carefully placed him on the bed, and "prepared the bath again."

"Yes." Qingfeng always followed, hurriedly preparing.

Mu Hanjin held Feng Aotian's hand with a small smile on her mouth, "My lord, how are you doing these days?"

Feng Aotian stroked his face lightly, "Fool."

After Qingfeng prepared the bath soup, Feng Aotian hugged him into the screen and put him in the bath tub, "Relax for two days, and then die for the fourth time."

"Okay." Mu Hanjin nodded and replied, "The minister wants to go to the palace to see."

Feng Aotian stroked his Qingsi lightly, "No, let him stay here."

"Okay." Mu Hanjin nodded in response. Although he has been in the cold pond these days, but every day, Qingfeng would stand by the cold pond and report to him about the outside world. He naturally knew that Yi Mu left. , Gu Yefeng also left, and she and Wei Zimo are already married. In a few days, she will go to Wuyue Country to marry Ye Meixi. Returning to China, she has received good news again and again, and peace is just around the corner.

This is the support he can survive. If there is no news from her, he is afraid that he will not be able to survive.

After taking a bath, Mu Hanjin slowly came out of the tub. Now, he is a little bizarre. He turned his eyes and watched her watch him all night, with distress in his heart. He was wearing a clean crescent robe and he was leaning against her. In the arms, walk to the bed.

Feng Aotian sat next to the bed and looked at him, "Is your body feeling better now?"

"It's much better." Mu Hanjin responded softly, holding her hand, "The minister worried the emperor."

Feng Aotian smiled and shook his head, "As long as you live well for your master, your master will be happy."

Mu Hanjin knew the sadness she was enduring, she had always been like this. As a woman, she was stronger than a man, but now he can't help anything.

He got up slightly, took her into his arms, and whispered, "The emperor, the minister will survive."

"Yeah." Feng Aotian nodded, leaning in his arms, feeling his thin body, frowning slightly, "Really skinny."

Of course Mu Hanjin knows how thin she is now, but he is willing to raise her up well for her. He looked down and looked at her, "The emperor, the minister is hungry."

Feng Aotian responded with a smile, "Master has been with you these few days."

"Yes." Mu Hanjin nodded, knowing that she hadn't eaten all day yesterday.

Qingfeng brought the meal in, and Feng Aotian helped Mu Hanjin get off the bed. The two sat at the table. Although he was weak, he could hold it. He didn't want her to be too tired.

Holding the bowl, Feng Aotian still feeds him insecurely. Mu Hanjin has a small smile at the corner of her mouth, and she keeps looking at her, eating quietly.

In the palace, Feng Aotian did not return overnight, and Xing Wuyun turned to toss and turn, simply got up early in the morning and went to the Floating Dream Palace.

Wei Zimo looked at him early in the morning and looked listless, and said coolly, "Abandoned?"

Xing Wuyun raised his eyes, looked at him, and then reclined on the soft couch, "Yes, she went to see Mu Hanjin."

Wei Zimo has not been the same in the past few days, his expression is very flat, he just chuckled, "When will Mu Hanjin be back?"

"A few more days." Xing Wuyun raised his eyes, looked at Wei Zimo, and couldn't help asking, "How can you become so indifferent these few days?"

Wei Zimo looked sideways and looked at him, "I am learning to let go."

Xing Wuyun smiled, "When are you going to the restaurant?"

"Go after breakfast," Wei Zimo said lightly.

Xing Wuyun nodded and said, "It just so happens that I have nothing to do, so let's go with you."

"Are you not accompanied by Lan Jingshu's memorial?" Wei Zimo raised his eyes, looked at him, and asked.

"He went back to Lan Mansion today." Xing Wuyun said with a smile.

"Why don't you go to Xing Mansion to take a look, by the way, although Xing Xiang is not your biological father, he treats you very well." Wei Zimo looked at Xing Wuyun and said.

"How do you know that he is not my biological father?" Xing Wuyun looked at him and couldn't help asking.

Wei Zimo raised his eyes and looked at him, "It seems that you are hiding something from me."

Xing Wuyun chuckled, "It's just an old thing, I don't want to mention it again, but now, it's not the time to see him."

Wei Zimo nodded slightly and looked at him, "Does Feng Aotian know about this?"

"At first, I didn't know, I didn't say, she didn't mention it, but, I know, she definitely understands in her heart." Xing Wuyun raised his eyes, looked at him and said with a smile.

"Yes, she counts everything, how can she not know?" Wei Zimo said quietly.

"You are talking very strange today, are you hiding something from me?" Xing Wuyun heard the sadness in Wei Zimo's words, and seemed to have gone back to the past.

Wei Zimo raised his eyes and looked at him, "each other each other."

Xing Wuyun knew that Wei Zimo was choking on him, so he stopped asking, but he had a bad feeling in his heart.

After Feng Aotian and Mu Hanjin had eaten, they helped him to lean on the bed. Seeing him now lying quietly beside them, Feng Aotian felt happy.

Mu Hanjin took Feng Aotian into her arms and whispered, "The minister worried the emperor."

Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at him, "I'm talking nonsense again."

Mu Hanjin smiled lightly, "If the minister can survive the nine deaths, the minister will never leave the emperor again."

Feng Aotian nodded slightly, "That's natural, if you dare to leave the master for a half step, the master will destroy you."

"Half a step?" Mu Hanjin smiled lightly, "I'm afraid, some of them will throw the minister out."

Feng Aotian saw that he was able to talk and laugh, and he knew that he was much better now. He raised his eyes and looked at him, "Even if you throw it out, you have to get out of it."

Mu Hanjin's eyes flickered, lowered his head, ran her fingertips across her vermilion lips, lowered his head, and kissed gently. At this moment, he felt that he had everything.

Feng Aotian deceived him and moved his fingertips across his jade-like skin, then raised his eyes and looked at him, "It won't happen these days."

Mu Hanjin panted low, almost unable to control herself. He held her and sucked in the unique fragrance of her, "The minister is lost."

Feng Aotian smiled, "Master likes your gaffe."

Mu Hanjin smiled elegantly and hugged her tighter, as if to melt her in his own blood. At this moment, he finally realized what is meant by lovesickness.

"The emperor, does Xing Wuyun know who you are?" Mu Hanjin could not help but ask.

"Yeah." Feng Aotian nodded, "Master came to Kuishui, he was waiting for him."

Mu Hanjin looked down and looked at her, "Well, after the minister goes out, let him serve?"

Feng Aotian chuckled, "Jealous?"

Mu Hanjin lowered her head, lightly pecked her lips, and whispered, "The emperor, the minister understands what to do."

"They are all smart people." Feng Aotian chuckled, "but they are all idiots."

Mu Hanjin chuckled her lips and smiled, "The emperor, the three cities that eldest brothers are about to conquer now are not easy."

"Just take care of it. You don't need to worry about things outside, including the master and Hanyao." Feng Aotian touched the tip of his nose and said softly.

Mu Hanjin looked at her, "The emperor, you should let the dog and the meteor to have a look. It should be able to help."

Feng Aotian looked at him, "What do you see?"

"The **** dog cultivates spiritual power by drinking the holy spring. It is psychic. These three cities, thousands of years ago, were the land of the magic sect. On the surface, they are no different from ordinary cities. In fact, they hide anomalies and are afraid of danger. Extremely, if Meteor and God Dog go, they should be able to help. In this way, more soldiers will be prevented from casualties." Mu Hanjin asked in a low voice while looking at Feng Aotian.

Feng Aotian naturally knew about this. However, before she thought of a countermeasure, she raised her eyes and looked at Mu Hanjin, "Did the Demon King cast any spells on these three cities?"

"Thousands of years ago, these three cities were called the cities of the devil's domain. The kings and the holy masters of the holy race exhausted all their strength before they were able to break through a city, because these three cities are connected and complement each other. Yes, but if one of them is breached, the other two will also collapse. Later, when Nan returned to the country when it was first built, he also received the magic spell, which reconnected the spell cast by the demon king, although it is not as good as the previous year. The power of the city of Demon Territory, however, should not be underestimated. Once this spell is activated, the entire sky will be filled with black clouds, which is also the control of the mind. Nan Yu definitely holds this opening method in his hand. If he is forced to force him If he is in a hurry, if he comes to burn all the jade and stone, then these three cities will become dead cities, and the cities with a radius of thousands of miles will be affected, and no one will survive." Mu Hanjin whispered.

Feng Aotian listened quietly. After a moment of silence, he said, "If it is, you don't mention it, I don't even know the reason for this. It seems that I must go there in person."

"The emperor, there may be someone who can solve this spell." Mu Hanjin raised her eyes and looked at Feng Aotian. Although it was only a guess, she still felt it necessary to say that he just wanted her to be safe.

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