This Lord is Too Cruel

Xing Wuyun chuckled and stopped talking.

Wei Zimo left the courtyard with injuries all over his body, wearing a bright red brocade robe, but the blood from the rash soaked his clothes, soaked into the clothes, and the sun shone on him, making him more eye-catching. People saw a kind of sad beauty.

Xing Wuyun stood not far away and watched him staggering forward step by step, but still so cold and noble. He didn't need anyone's mercy, let alone anyone's support, he stubbornly endured these pains , But to preserve one's last dignity.

Wufeng stood beside him and whispered, "This is just the first day."

Xing Wuyun sighed quietly, those peach blossom eyes shot out a cold light, and now we are suffering from pain, I will definitely return to Gong Yimin a hundredfold.

No wind whispered, "If you can make Gong Yimin pain, the easiest way is to make him not get it."

Xing Wuyun sneered, "I want him to be a hundred times the same."

Wufeng knows that Xing Wuyun is a person who speaks and does what he says. It seems that he has arranged something secretly.

Xing Wuyun looked at Wei Zimo's leaving figure, and the bloodstain stretched from the courtyard to the floating dream palace like a red carpet.

Tingfeng and Tingyu saw that Wei Zimo was so shocked, they hurried forward, "Master Hou..."

Wei Zimo was already half-strength to speak now, but only slightly shook his head, and then entered the bedroom, before reaching the inner hall, he fell to the ground.

Tingfeng and Tingyu wanted to step forward to help him worriedly, but they saw him wave their hands and said, "Get out."

They naturally knew Wei Zimo's temper, so naturally they didn't dare to disobey, and quietly retreated.

Wei Zimo lay on the carpet, without any strength at all, enduring the severe pain on his body, slowly closing his eyes, Feng Aotian’s smile appeared in his mind, no matter how painful he was, he wanted to Hold on.

When Feng Aotian woke up, the soul had already reported Wei Zimo's situation to her. Her phoenix eyes flashed with distress, and a bloodthirsty smile overflowed from the corner of her mouth. This was the result Gong Yimin wanted. .

She didn't speak, Mu Hanyao sat on one side, but could hear clearly. Even if she listened, she felt painful, let alone herself?

Meteor couldn't help touching his arm, how painful was it to cut that dagger?

Feng Aotian's eyes condensed, "Send the order, we will leave in half an hour."

Mu Hanyao immediately got up and said in a deep voice, "Yes."

Then he went to prepare, Feng Aotian slowly got up, it seemed that she had to speed up the pace.

"Holy Lord, Meteor will also go." Meteor lifted his eyes and looked at Feng Aotian eagerly.

Feng Aotian glanced at him, "Go to Qianye."

"Yes." Meteor responded quickly, and then stepped out of the camp with the dog.

Feng Aotian looked at the soul, "Wuyun is moving in the dark?"

"Yes." The soul replied, "because of Xiaoyaohou's thing, it was stimulated."

"Even if there is no such thing as Zi Mo, he will do this, let him do what he wants to do, he should move." Feng Aotian whispered.

"Yes." The soul replied, and then retreated.

Feng Aotian sorted his thoughts a little, and stepped away from the camp. Mu Hanyao was already ready to rectify, and only waited for an order to go to attack the city.

Feng Aotian stood beside Mu Hanyao, holding his hand, "Go."

"Yes." Mu Hanyao lowered his head and responded, and then flew on her horse. She leaped slightly and sat in front of him. The two rode together, leading the group of people and horses to leave.

Leng Qianye got the order last night, and he also knew that Feng Aotian was at Mu Hanyao. Now he was ready, watching the hour, he took the men and horses to the tower.

At the same time, Ah Jiu took the men and horses to attack the city.

For a time, the three armies pressed in, and on this day, after the last siege, there was another **** storm.

The meteor and the **** dog rushed to the bottom of the tower in the afternoon, Leng Qianye was in charge, and Fu Zhuo led the troops to attack the city.

The meteor swaggered into the camp, and saw Leng Qianye's expression indifferent, and he was setting up troops.

He walked in with a hippy smile, stood beside Leng Qianye, looked at him sideways, and smiled, "Can I help you?"

Leng Qianye raised his eyes following the voice, and saw that the meteor smiled brightly. He narrowed his eyes slightly, and then said, "It is not used now."

Meteor suddenly became discouraged, and then collapsed on a chair beside him, looking at him, "That's fine, let me rest first."

Leng Qianye responded slightly, and then continued to be busy without expression.

The dog looked at the lazy look of the meteor, groaned, and then lay on one side, taking a break.

Ah Jiu was standing under the tower now, looking at the city in front of her. She had already made arrangements before, and only waiting for the emperor's order, she could press in and break through the tower.

Meng Chu stood beside Ah Jiu and saw her personally driving a horse to attack the city. This courage was even more powerful than that of men. He couldn't help thinking, are the women of Feng Qiguo so powerful? ?

Nan Yu had expected Feng Aotian to come early in the morning. She must have come to declare war. She came yesterday, just to tell him that the real battle has just begun. If he loses, even if he starts the spell, she will have a way to crack it. However, Nan Yu has now prepared for the worst, and the big deal is to let the people who returned from Nan to bury with him.

At the same time, Mr. Cat was taken out of the valley by Mr. Jiu and took him to the mountains. Now it has been several months, he is also out of the customs, and Mr. Mao is not behind him.

The two subordinates guarding the pass raised their eyes and watched Mr. Jiu going out, and hurriedly stepped forward and said, "See Mr. Jiu."

"Yeah." Duke Jiu answered lightly, raising his eyes and looking into the distance, "A disaster is approaching."

The subordinates listened to Mr. Jiu's words and couldn't help wondering, "What can Mr. Jiu see?"

"Where is the master now?" Jiu Gong turned his eyes to look at a handsome man in front of him and asked.

"We are attacking Nanhui." The man before him replied.

"Send someone to guard the pass. No one is allowed to enter without the order of the family." Duke Jiu said and walked forward.

"Yes." The two subordinates responded, and then watched Father Jiu leave.

Father Jiu didn't go south to return to the country, but returned to the Fengqi State Palace. When he fell, he saw the windlessness in the courtyard returning from the Feng Clan.

No wind raised his eyes, just to meet Father Jiu's eyes. He was startled first, and quickly stepped forward and said, "The disciple has seen Master Ji."

Mr. Jiu looked sideways at the windlessness in front of him, naturally he knew him, but he said coldly, "Now the Sajia is no longer an innocent person, no need to be polite."

No wind respectfully responded, "In the hearts of disciples, Master will always be Master."

Xing Wuyun walked in at this moment. Seeing Wufeng, he had already guessed it, and then said, "Is he really the master?"

"Yeah." No wind responded.

Father Jiu glanced at Wufeng, "Are all the wine jars brushed?"

"Hehe, Master...No, I should call you Master." Xing Wuyun quickly changed a cynical smile, "Master, where did you come back from?"

"Go and clean the wine jar." Duke Jiu just said coldly, and then stepped into the room.

Wu Feng looked at Xing Wuyun's deflated appearance, smiled indifferently, and hurriedly followed Jiu Gong into the house.

Xing Wuyun looked at the back of the two with a smile, rolled up his sleeves obediently, and went to clean the jar.

Seeing that Wufeng followed in, Duke Jiu raised his eyes and glanced at the room, and then said, "How confident are you of this innocent secret technique?"

"80%." Wufeng whispered back.

"I don't even have a ten-percent certainty, so let him try, if he tries something good or bad, it will be fatal." Duke Jiu said in a deep voice.

Wufeng quickly looked down, "This is no way, but now that the master is here, the disciple can rest assured."

Mr. Jiu turned around and looked at the windlessness. With a wave of his sleeve, he flung out a cowhide roll. "According to this, you can be foolproof."

"Yes." Wufeng hurriedly took it, and responded happily.

Duke Jiu waved his hand, "Sajia is tired, let's go out."

"The disciple retire." Holding the parchment roll like a windless baby, he retreated out respectfully.

Wu Feng exited the room, and when he turned his eyes, he saw Xing Wuyun sitting aside brushing the jar. He stepped forward and looked at him, "Master is Master."

Xing Wuyun raised his eyes and looked at him, "He is now my master, according to seniority, should you call me Master Uncle instead?"

When there is no wind, he smiles indifferently, "Think beautiful."

"Well, let's study it, as long as you can make Zi stranger life safe." Xing Wuyun said while looking at Wufeng.

"I'm going to study this." Wufeng replied lightly, then turned around and sat on the stone bench beside him, looking at the sheepskin roll.

Xing Wuyun suddenly remembered what Feng Aotian said that day, and seemed to think of something, but looking at the wine jars piled up in front of him, he could only wait for the wine father to come out.

Wei Zimo was awakened from the pain. The corners of his mouth were cracked. He braced himself and climbed up, but every time he moved, it was painful. He gritted his teeth to prevent himself from screaming and swaying. I stood up and walked forward slowly.

On the spotless white velvet carpet that had been soaked with blood, he walked forward slowly and said solemnly, "Get the bath soup."

"Yes." Listening to the wind, he walked in, rolled up the blood-red carpet, blushed, and took it out.

Wei Zimo looked at the steaming water mist in front of him, he tore off his clothes, the blood stains stuck to the skin, and solidified tightly with the clothes. Without a pull, blood was flowing.

When he took off his clothes, he was already in a cold sweat. He closed his eyes, unwilling to see the unsightly appearance of himself now. He went straight into the tub, hot water penetrated into the skin, and the skin opened. It was uncontrollable, and there was a broken sound.

The day passed in such a hurry. The three cities that returned to the country were full of flames, and the war was on the verge of breaking out.

Le Qiguo, Le Ling naturally got the news. He seemed to have expected that Nan Huiguo would be unable to return to heaven. What he can do now is to deploy everything and beware of Feng Aotian's attack on Le Qiguo. He knew very well Once Nan Huiguo was captured, her next goal was to break through Le Qiguo and replace her as one of the three powers.

"Master." A cold voice sounded, and the woman's low voice didn't have any warmth.

Le Ling didn't look at it. Through the curtains, he looked at a woman wearing a mask, only revealing a pair of cold eyes and a piece of lips, wearing a black short dress.

"Since the injury is healed, let's go to work." Le Ling said in a deep voice.

"Yes." The woman in front of her was the surviving Lv Yunxiu, with a bloodthirsty and cold voice at the corner of her mouth, and then she stepped back.

At this moment, the sky was getting dark, and no wind led Wei Zimo into the secret room. There was a bathtub on the ice jade bed with hot potion inside. Wei Zimo took off his clothes and then sat in.

Alternating cold and hot, Wei Zimo closed his eyes and began to move, excluding everything.

After Xing Wuyun finished painting the last wine jar, he stood up and turned his eyes to see that Mr. Jiu was already sitting on one side.

He stepped forward and stood beside Mr. Jiu, "Master, is Mr. Cat still alive?"

Duke Jiu raised his eyes and looked at him, "What do you ask this for?"

"If he is still alive, then the emperor will have hope." Xing Wuyun knew what the father-in-law Cat meant to Feng Aotian.

Father Jiu raised his eyes and looked at Xing Wuyun, "I'm not dead yet, but he's half dead."

When Xing Wuyun heard this, he quickly asked, "Can it be saved?"

"Everything can only depend on his good fortune." Duke Jiu said directly, and then said, "You will go back to the door of innocence these few days."

"Why?" Xing Wuyun immediately sat aside and asked, it is not time to go now.

Duke Jiu continued, "The Sajia has just calculated that Wuxiemen will suffer an extinction in the past few days. If you don't go, would you look at Wuxiemen's thousand-year foundation destroyed?"

Xing Wuyun's eyes sank, and then said, "When will the master be the prophet."

"There is a Sajia watching here, naturally there will be no accident. This is your evil, you should settle it yourself." Duke Jiu whispered.

"Yes." Xing Wuyun quickly condensed his public temperament, got up and responded respectfully, then turned and left.

Father Jiu looked at his leaving figure and sighed quietly.

Xing Wuyun first went back to the Xingyun Palace. After entering the secret room, he saw Wufeng constantly adding fire to the tub clamped on the fire, and the cold air on the cold jade ice bed instantly extinguished the fire.

He looked at Wei Zimo who was sitting upright in the bathtub, and then at Wufeng, "I'm going to the door these days."

"But something happened?" Wufeng asked.

"Yeah." Xing Wuyun nodded, "Master said that Wuxiemen is about to be destroyed."

"There hasn't been any change in the door these days." Wufeng looked at Xing Wuyun, "Did Master see anything?"

"Said it was my sin." Xing Wuyun continued.

"Then you can go ahead with peace of mind. The old man is still closed, and there is no one in the door." Wufeng continued, "Leave this to me."

"Yeah." Xing Wuyun replied, raising his eyes and looking at Wei Zimo, "I am leaving now."

"Good." Wufeng nodded.

Xing Wuyun immediately turned around and left the secret room. After a brief preparation, he went to tell Lan Jingshu, after a few words, he flew away.

Feng Aotian leaned against Mu Hanyao's arms, looking at the city in front of her that could not be attacked for a long time, she looked at him sideways, "Is there a way to break the city?"

"Yes." Mu Hanyao replied in a low voice.

"Quick battle and quick decision." Feng Aotian said solemnly.

"The minister obeyed." Mu Hanyao whispered, then turned over and dismounted and walked forward slowly.

Li Su stood beside him, "Can the general give orders?"

After Mu Hanyao spoke, he saw Li Su leaving with a smile.

He returned to Feng Aotian's side, "Within a day, he will be able to break through the city."

"Okay." Feng Aotian nodded in response, and then said in a deep voice, "I order Qianye and Ah Jiu, they must break the city tomorrow."

"Yes." Po answered in the dark.

Leng Qianye sat calmly with the main seat, waiting for Feng Aotian's order, and when someone came to report to him, he immediately responded.

Meteor looked at Leng Qianye bored lazily, "Really without my help?"

"Yes." Leng Qianye said, raising his eyes to look at the meteor.

Meteor hurried forward, "Just say it."

Leng Qianye's indifferent and dusty face showed a slight smile, "Do you know the truth about dragons without a leader?"

"I understand." Meteor immediately understood, and left the camp with a smile.

The dog feels that he is a small follower, and wherever the meteor goes, he can only follow.

Ah Jiu also got news here, and quickly ordered to go down. Meng Chu looked at her sideways, "It seems that the three armies will be able to reunite tomorrow."

"Yes." Ah Jiu raised her eyes and looked at the flames in front of her, a smile hung on the corner of her mouth, "I will see the master tomorrow."

The fighting continued. Although the three cities were invincible, they still could not withstand the iron cavalry of Fengqi Kingdom. The next afternoon, when the three cities were all breached and the army entered the city, the three armies did not stop too much. Take the people Ma Qiqi rushed back to Kyoto south.

Nan Yu stood on the castle tower in Kyoto, listening to the report from the dark guard beside him, "The emperor, the three armies will have to come down the city within half an hour."

A smile flashed across Nan Yu's handsome face. He stood with his hands in his hands and looked into the distance, "The one that should come is coming, but it will happen sooner or later."

"So now?" the prime minister asked from the side.

Nan Yu waved his hand and said, "It's up to fate."

When he said this, the hundred officials naturally knew what it meant, either breaking the city or burning the jade.

The three armies pressed in, and Leng Qianye and Ah Jiu rode on horses and joined Mu Hanyao.

In the barracks, Feng Aotian sat upright with the main seat, and the generals of the three armies knelt on the ground, "Long live my emperor!"

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Feng Aotian sat in a precarious manner, swept across one by one, and said solemnly, "Flat."

"Xie Emperor." The generals took their orders, slowly got up, and stood with their heads down.

Feng Aotian said a few words casually, and everyone retired. Only Ah Jiu, Leng Qianye, Mu Hanyao and Meng Chu were left in the camp, and Fu Zhuo.

Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at Meng Chu, "General Meng has been fighting with Ajiu's army these days, do you have different opinions?"

Meng Chu had never confronted Feng Aotian in such a direct confrontation, but he raised his eyes to look at Feng Aotian, and felt that this person's spirit of the king was completely natural, and her whole body seemed to be enveloped by a mighty power that dominates the world. Angry, people dare not underestimate.

He bowed his head and said, "I can't talk about insights, I just think that Fengqiguo will come out in large numbers."

Feng Aotian smiled lightly, "Since General Meng has returned to me, he has nothing to do with him and stay in Fengqi country."

Meng Chu could hear the meaning of Feng Aotian's words. If he is unstable, there is only one dead end. He is not afraid of death, but it is not yet the last moment.

Feng Aotian waved his hand and said, "Wait, please withdraw."

"Yes." Ah Jiu, Meng Chu, and Fu Zhuo replied, and then retreated.

Feng Aotian looked at Leng Qianye. He hadn't seen him for a long time, but she was much more energetic. She smiled and raised her hand, motioning him to step forward.

Leng Qianye stepped forward slowly, placed her hand on her palm, and held it more tightly.

Feng Aotian raised her other hand, and Mu Hanyao stepped forward and held it. She looked at the two people in front of her, thinking that they were afraid that they would not be able to return to the court, so they could only fight with troops outside. It was really a debt to them. less.

The two sat beside her, and Feng Aotian smiled, "I don't have much time for you to be with you."

Leng Qianye raised his eyes and looked at her, "Is everything okay with the emperor?"

Feng Aotian chuckled, "You two are in a tacit understanding, and you ask the same thing."

Leng Qianye had a small smile at the corner of his mouth, and his handsome face was even more elegant. He restrained the cold and harsh energy from his body, showing gentleness.

Feng Aotian squeezed his hand, "I will be with you for a few days when I return to China."

"Good." Leng Qianye responded with a smile.

Mu Hanyao sat on one side and did not speak, but the three of them sat in one place and enjoyed themselves.

Meteor stood outside the account, looked at Fu Zhuo, smiled and leaned forward, "Where is Leng Peihan?"

"I'm doing the aftermath, I should be there tomorrow." Fu Zhuo looked at the meteor and said in a low voice.

"Oh." Meteor responded with a smile, "Then when will you two get married?"

Fu Zhuo's expression turned averted, then smiled, "I don't know."

"How can I not know this?" Meteor said quickly, "Beware of being caught by others as soon as possible."

Fu Zhuo was startled slightly, feeling that Meteor made sense, "After this battle is over, I will ask for an order."

"That's right." Meteor smiled and nodded.

After taking a rest for a day, Feng Aotian led his men and horses to stand under the last city of Nan returning home.

Nan Yu stood high and looked far away, staring at Feng Aotian who came slowly, without any timidity or worries, and his face was plain.

Feng Aotian felt that it was not in vain to be able to have such a courage at the last moment, her hard work of these hours.

Without a lot of words, Feng Aotian passed on the order, and the three armies sent out together to attack the three-sided city gate of Kyoto.

Mu Hanyao and Leng Qianye stood beside Feng Aotian, the three raised their eyes and looked at Nan Yu above the tower.

"The emperor, don't you worry about him starting a spell?" Leng Qianye asked from the side.

"He can't open it." Feng Aotian's mouth twitched. When he went to see him that day, he moved his hands and feet on his body. Now, he can't open the spell.

Mu Hanyao turned his eyes to look at Feng Aotian, naturally understanding why he said so.

Feng Aotian looked at the meteor beside him, "You can do it."

"Yes." Meteor responded, and then left with the dog.

Today, there are only 200,000 horses left in Kyoto, distributed at three gates, and there are only tens of thousands of people, while Feng Aotian has 600,000 horses. Within half a day, he captured the gates.

As the city gate broke through, Feng Aotian tapped his toes and flew onto the tower, looking at Nan Yu in front of him, "I know your temperament, you will definitely not survive. Before you die, what will you have?"

Nan Yu raised his eyes to look at Feng Aotian, only he knew that Feng Aotian had already poisoned him unknowingly and sealed his lifeline. Therefore, he can't start the spell now, so he raised his eyes and looked at him. In the distance, the place where the curse was started was the altar. A white mist was shrouded in the altar, and it had been sealed, and he was now incapable of returning to heaven.

He looked at Feng Aotian and raised his voice with a smile, "Successor and loser, since I can't keep the legacy of returning to China for a hundred years, I have no face to meet the ancestors and ancestors of returning to China."

Feng Aotian looked at Nan Yu, "Destiny is like this."

"After I died, you threw my bones into ashes." Nan Yu whispered, "No need to be buried, no need to erect a monument, let me be wiped out."

Feng Aotian stood with his hands behind and whispered, "Okay."

Nan Yu turned around and looked at the ministers behind him, "They live or die, it depends on what you do. Now I can't control it."

He spoke quietly, then raised his eyes and looked at the land of Nan Huiguo. He jumped off the tower without using half of his internal strength. He fell straight down the tower without the mask, and his body was broken.

Mu Hanyao and Leng Qianye were standing under the tower, looking at Nan Yu, who was hanging down. There was a smile on his mouth, no hatred. Maybe, he had already figured out that he died so tragically, compared to Ning Yu. , Stubborn, more popular, even if defeated.

Feng Aotian glanced at Nan Yu's corpse, and said solemnly, "Take it down and scatter his ashes with the wind."

"Yes." Leng Qianye and Mu Hanyao responded, and then ordered someone to carry it down.

Upon seeing this, the Prime Minister on the side hurriedly knelt on the ground, bowed his head at Tian San, and cried himself in front of Feng Aotian.

When the other officials saw this, they didn't know what to do. Some of them lowered their heads and did not dare to say anything. Some veterans would naturally not give in. They went straight in the footsteps of the prime minister and committed suicide. For a time, blood was flowing over the entire tower.

Feng Aotian was not half moved, but ordered people to carry the corpse to a thick burial, and then he saw Mu Hanyao, Leng Qianye, A Jiu and others walking forward.

The soldiers under the tower and the generals shouted long live in unison.

Feng Aotian raised her eyes and looked high. There was a sea of ​​fire on all sides. It was really not easy for her to conquer another country, and then there was another fierce battle.

The news that Nan Huiguo was breached spread throughout the entire Shenzhou Continent in a flash, and the small country was panicked, as did the hundreds of officials in the big country.

Especially for Caiguo, when he came up early, Gu Yefeng sat on the dragon chair and swept across the hundreds of officials under the hall. The right-hand side took a step forward and bowed his head. "The emperor, now Nan Hui has been captured, Feng Qi country The next target must be Cai Guo."

"Yes, now we have to think about the countermeasures early." The courtier on the side agreed.

Gu Yefeng remained silent, then looked to the left phase, "What countermeasures can the left phase have?"

Zuo Xiang raised his eyes and looked at Gu Yefeng, "The old minister advocates a peace talk."

"Should you not ask Le Qiguo for help?" The right minister said from the side, "Don't forget the left minister, the relationship between Emperor Fengqi and the emperor is now negotiating a peace, I'm afraid it won't work."

Zuo Xiang lifted his eyes to look at Gu Yefeng, "Because of the relationship between the emperor and Emperor Fengqi, maybe we can see the past affection on the Internet. This is a slow strategy."

The right-hand sneered, "Emperor Fengqi is a well-known tyrant. When the emperor left Fengqi country, she sent people to chase and kill her. She had already broken off her relationship with the emperor. What's more, although my Cai Nation is not a big country, but it is also a second-class country. Is it still fearful that Fengqi Nation will fail?"

The left side raised his eyes to look at the right side, "Then, according to the meaning of the right side, does it mean to fight?"

"Naturally." The right corresponded, "Don't forget the left, there is still Le Qiguo behind Caiguo."

"I am afraid that Le Qiguo will not be able to protect itself. Le Qiguo sent troops to help Nan to return to the country. In the end, he lost his wife and broke down." Zuo Xiang said coolly, obviously not focusing on Le Qiguo.

Gu Yefeng did not speak, but allowed the two to compete, he just looked at impermanently.

Officials of the two factions began to attack each other, and the huge Golden Temple was a lot of noise.

After a long time, the left side and the right side could not tell the difference, so they threw the problem to Gu Yefeng.

"The emperor, please make a decision." Zuo Xiang is now confident and does not put Gu Yefeng in his eyes at all. He has already determined that he is a puppet.

You Xiang raised his eyes to look at Gu Yefeng. In the past few days, he also received the emperor's suggestion in secret, and gradually gave him some real power. Now, he and Zuo Xiang are evenly matched.

Gu Yefeng just said in a low voice, "This matter must be discussed in a long-term, let me think about it."

After a tumult, he went down. Gu Yefeng went straight to Xin'er's bedroom. After holding back everyone, he got up from the wheelchair. Now, he can move slowly forward on his own.

Naturally, Xin'er was standing on one side with her head down. Gu Yefeng walked along the pillars and walls on the side. If he was tired or was about to fall forward, he would hold it, so naturally he would not lean against Xin'er.

"Now letting the left and the right quarrel with each other, just to give the right a chance to refute the left." Xin'er said from the side.

"Well, anyway, there is no result for a day, so I have to make trouble for a day." Gu Yefeng said as he walked.

"The master should deal with Le Qiguo next." Xin'er guessed.

"It should be, but I still have to take some measures against Caiguo." Gu Yefeng continued.

"If Le Qiguo can be taken down, then Feng Qiguo will become one of the three great nations in one fell swoop." Xiner said with a smile quickly.

Gu Yefeng nodded, "I'm afraid it won't be so easy to win Le Qiguo."

"The master should have a countermeasure." Xiner said from the side.

Feng Qiguo, Lan Jingshu naturally got the news, and he was overjoyed. The officials said they were happy with each other. The people in the capital celebrated in their own way. In the past, they could not wait to escape from this place, but now they are I am proud to be a citizen of Fengqi Kingdom, and I am proud of myself.

Jin Yao and Xue Ke who guarded Qicheng also got the news. Xue Ke is now with a big belly, and counting the time, she will give birth in two months.

After Qiguo was captured, the people's minds have now stabilized, and the people live and work in peace and contentment. They have gradually accepted the fact that they are citizens of Fengqiguo. Today, Qicheng is gradually back on track.

Chu Lingtian supported Xue Ke, her body sinking heavily. Due to her physique, these days, she was always lethargic and her energy was not very good.

Jin Yao looked at Xue Ke, "A Jiu has done a great job this time."

Xue Ke said with a smile, "She has been hiding in the mountains for half a year. She has been waiting for this day."

Jin Yao smiled slightly, Chu Lingtian sat beside Xue Ke, "Who is Ah Jiu?"

"It's a strange girl." Xue Ke said while looking at Chu Lingtian.

"I heard that she surrendered Meng Chu." Jin Yao continued.

"What do you mean?" Xue Ke turned her eyes slyly, looking at Jin Yao and said.

Jin Yao smiled and nodded, "That girl Peihan is now a famous flower."

"I didn't expect Fu Zhuo to start so quickly." Xue Ke was afraid that he hadn't expected it.

"Who can tell about fate?" Jin Yao responded with a smile, then looked at Xue Ke, "Do you want to return to Beijing?"

"Still no more, just give birth here." Xue Ke responded with a smile, "I will be with you."

"Are you not afraid that he will be jealous?" Jin Yao raised his eyes and glanced at Chu Lingtian, then said with a smile.

Xue Ke raised her eyes and glared at Chu Lingtian, "He dare."

Chu Lingtian just smiled. Since he came to her again, his smile has increased a lot, and his temper has become more cheerful.

It took Xing Wuyun two days before he rushed to the Wuxie Gate. He just entered the door and saw that everything was fine. He seemed to think something was wrong, and then he ordered people to go down for a few days to be more careful.

The red rash on Wei Zimo's body was cut in the past two days, and the scab has been slowly forming, but the pain has penetrated deep into the bone marrow, and the poison gas is slowly flowing out of the body, which is only a temporary cure.

No wind watched Wei Zimo suffer these hardships all day, and he sighed in his heart. He was going to the Feng Clan to take care of Mu Hanjin during the day, and he had to come over to detoxify Wei Zimo at night. After the days, he was haggard. less.

Jiu Gonggong had not taken a step outside the hospital since he returned that day.

Feng Aotian knew that Duke Jiu had gone out of the mountain, and that Xing Wuyun had now returned to Wuxie. She spent a few days back in Nan, and then left Nan to return to China. However, all the cities of Nan Hui were not forced to be like the original Qi Guo. Entered, and then slowly rectified. Today, when returning to the South, the practice is to capture one city and then rehabilitate the other. Therefore, after the capture of Kyoto, other cities have been rectified, and the people are still living as usual. The life of Guotai Minan is just a change of dynasty. Compared with the emperor of the past, they feel that the emperor is better today. At the very least, their lives are gradually improving. Nowadays, the people are united and there is no rebellious courtier.

Feng Aotian reorganized Kyoto, changed Nanhuiguo to Nanhuicheng, sent Ah Jiu to station here, elected a new Zhizhou, and re-arranged the officials. The officials before Nanhui returned to China, Feng Aotian dispatched the officials who had been placed before, and the rest, the corrupt officials ransacked their homes, and let them go back to the fields.

Nan Hui was regained and then gathered, but there was no change. This is far beyond the expectations of other countries. They originally thought that there will be some situations in the future, but now they are so happy that they not only begin to risk themselves When I got up, I felt Feng Aotian was too scary.

Mu Hanyao and Leng Qianye returned to court with Feng Aotian’s class. On the day when Fu Zhuo regained the South and returned to China, he led Leng Peihan to Feng Aotian’s place to ask for a marriage. Feng Aotian readily agreed, thinking about paying. Han was also in Beijing, so he allowed the two to return to Beijing to do the marriage.

Feng Aotian took Mu Hanyao and Leng Qianye to the capital quickly, while Fu Zhuo and Leng Peihan returned to the capital with a large group of people.

Ten days later, Feng Aotian finally returned to the capital, Dang Even returned to the palace.

Leng Qianye and Mu Hanyao did not follow her back to the palace, but went back to the palace separately. They had not seen the two old ladies for a long time, and finally returned to the palace.

Feng Aotian returned to Beijing, and went to the courtyard.

Seeing Feng Aotian's fall, Jiu Duke quickly got up, "The old slave has seen the master."

Feng Aotian stepped forward and looked at him, "What happened to Mr. Cat?"

"Unconscious." Duke Jiu continued.

Feng Aotian's eyes sank, and he whispered, "When will I wake up?"

"Old slaves don't know." Duke Jiu answered truthfully.

Feng Aotian sighed quietly, "He will wake up."

Duke Jiu looked down, but he didn't dare to look at Feng Aotian's eyes. Even if he could hide his mind, he was afraid of being seen by Feng Aotian.

Feng Aotian turned around and left the courtyard.

She went to Xingyun Palace, and went straight into the secret room, Wufeng felt a familiar breath, turned around, and saw Feng Aotian walking in.

He was about to speak, when he saw Feng Aotian shaking his head, he stood in place with a smile.

Standing at the door of the secret room, Feng Aotian didn't step forward. From a distance, he saw Wei Zimo sitting in the bathtub. The neck stretched down and her shoulders were covered with dense scars. Her eyes flashed. She was too deeply distressed, but she didn't dare to step forward. She knew his temperament. If he knew that she saw him, he would definitely have a breathlessness. If all previous efforts were abandoned...

Feng Aotian stood there and watched for a while, then turned around and left Xingyun Palace.

No wind immediately followed, Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked out the window, thoughtfully.

She turned slowly, the cold moonlight shone on the windless and snow-white clothes, but his face was a little haggard, she stepped forward and stood in front of him, "I am tired these days."

Wufeng raised his eyes and looked at her. Because of her concern, the fatigue in his heart was also wiped out. He smiled indifferently, "It's okay."

Feng Aotian suddenly took his hand and looked at the black mark on his palm and the burned area. She held his hand and turned and walked forward slowly.

No wind allowed her to lead, lowered her head, and followed her silently. The bedroom was silent. The two of them had very light steps. No wind followed carefully, not daring to make a sound, for fear of breaking like this The silence.

Feng Aotian found the medicine box, took him to sit down, and took out the golden sore medicine to give him the medicine. The clear ointment touched the skin, he raised his eyes and looked at her, smiling slightly.

After taking the medicine, Feng Aotian got up and said, "Master is back. Go and accompany him."

"Yeah." Wufeng nodded, then turned around and entered the secret room.

Feng Aotian left on her own, trying to go to Feng Clan, but saw Lan Jingshu standing outside the palace waiting for her.

She slowly approached him, looked at his gentle and jade face, and raised her hand to caress, "Now that the wind is strong, why not wear more."

Lan Jingshu quickly leaned in Feng Aotian's arms, "The minister wants to see the emperor sooner."

Feng Aotian embraced him and said with a small smile, "Fool."

Xing Wuyun has been sitting in Wuxiemen for ten days, but he is in peace. He stood on the top of the mountain, looking at Feng Qiguo's direction, thoughtfully.

"Sect Master, there is something unusual under the mountain." The subordinates suddenly fell and reported in a low voice.

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