Tyrant Wants Matrilocal Marriage

Painting Lanfeng sat in the dragon gate, looked through the gap in the car curtain at the walking foal and the people on the foal, clenched her fist and said angrily, "Honggu, the moat is here? Do you think he would kill her?"

The red lady carefully looked through the curtain and said with a smile, "madam, don't be too hasty. Everything will be as she wishes. The sawing punishment is about to begin."

As soon as the voice fell, the troops stopped steadily.

Yun Zhentian waved, and the officers and soldiers discharged the cutting instruments in a row on the Bank of the moat.

The snow gradually stopped.

"Anin."

The emperor jumped down from the horse and turned back to pick her up. Also at this time, Huaxi fell to the ground directly because there was no support, and the knife on his shoulder broke.

Refugees ten meters away from the moat seem to have found hard to find food. They are like hungry wolves and tigers staring at the mountains of corpses in the general's house, and her father bears the brunt!

A corpse was thrown into the moat, and the blood stained the cold snow river.

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She opened her mouth wide and could only sob. Her hoarse voice couldn't make any sound.

Blood fell on her like manzhushahua in full bloom in winter.

"Anning, father, the rebels are wrong, but my concubine doesn't want to see it."

The emperor took off his cloak and covered the Blue Phoenix. His voice was indifferent: "if feng'er doesn't come, the painter's treason will be involved with feng'er. I'm protecting feng'er, you know? I let all the people know that feng'er has nothing to do with the painter and is the person I want to protect."

Me?

Protection?

common people?

Xizhou is going to be broken and Xizhou is going to disappear. How can you protect anyone? Where are the people!

With all his strength, Huaxi grabbed a long sword and rushed directly at him.

The next moment, knocked down by the palm wind, she heard the sound of broken shoulder blades.

Ning Xiluo loosened the Blue Phoenix, walked slowly to the painted River, bent down and said in a cold voice, "what a beautiful and gorgeous face. It has confused me for two years. If you still keep it, let alone Xizhou, the officials of Eastern Shu will laugh under your skirt?"

Hiss——

It's the sound of prison clothes being torn.

The emperor glanced coldly at the scar on her body, and the broken dagger was instantly sucked out of her shoulder blade with internal force. The bloody broken knife was held in his hand and scratched heavily!

Everyone took a breath.

The blood flowed along the dirt on her face in her neck. The cold face of Huaxi was expressionless. She just looked at the man in front of her faintly, and her tears had dried up.

Painting Lanfeng couldn't help raising her mouth, shrinking her cloak and raising her hand to the forbidden army——

Then jars of wine poured into the Red River, and a fire began to spread in the moat.

On a sunny day, behind her was the burning river. Now she fell and sat in full view of the public, ashamed, resentful and disgusting!

"Have you ever regretted betraying me?" he asked, expressionless as a demon from the region.

Huaxi bit his lower lip and stopped looking at him. Instead, he turned to the painted blue Phoenix in a beautiful suit in the distance, with blood color, bearing in mind this familiar and strange face.

Her sister, whom she used to take care of all her life, is a weak woman who can't even trample on ants, dominates all this today.

I wonder if I can't sleep at night when I dream back at midnight and think of these more than 80 lives!

Even if she turns into a fierce ghost, she will come back from hell and ask for an explanation!

With such a pair of resolute and deep-rooted eyes, the Blue Phoenix's face changed slightly.

"Take her down the river."

The emperor's voice fell, and the waiting guard took command, holding the dying painting River, and took her to the Bank of the moat.

The wind blew away her long hair, and her bloody face still revealed a beautiful color, but her expression was dead.

In an instant, everyone stared at the man who had once gorgeous western state and jumped.

Father, draw a river to make amends for you!

The river red with blood spreads a hundred meters.

The emperor stood on the Bank of the moat with his back to the Blue Phoenix. His voice was clear, but he showed a trace of Indifference: "Phoenix son, where's your brother?"