Missing a layer of tulle cover, the girl's delicate silhouette is also hazy reflected, although it is not very clear, but under the reflection of the candle flame, like the moon and stars, faintly glowing with a layer of luminous light, it makes everyone in the audience unaware of the turmoil. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Cheng Qingluan looked at the rags sprinkled in front of him, the blood on his face almost faded, and a touch of pain and anger flashed in his eyes, but it quickly disappeared, and a pair of watery eyes were like three thousand feet of cold ice, although they were clear and pure, but there was a chill that seeped into the bones.

This feeling of helplessness and loneliness made her both scared and aggrieved, but she knew in her heart that she couldn't cry at this time, let alone show weakness.

Lord Qian Shaobao stretched out his hand to brush the strand of black hair that fell on her shoulder, and at the end of his eyes, he caught a glimpse of her lips as if they were moving, so he took off the champa in her mouth, put his ear to her lips, and asked softly, "Beauty, what are you talking about?" ”

"I said......" Cheng Qingluan curled the corners of his lips with disdain, and said lightly: "Kill me." Otherwise...... You will die. ”

Smelling the girl's faint body fragrance, the lord of Qian Shaobao didn't hear it clearly for a while, and when he reacted, he moved his face away in surprise, just in front of the unscrupulous sarcasm on Cheng Qingluan's face, he was furious for a while, couldn't help but take a step back, kicked at her heart, and shouted angrily: "Slut!" ”

Seeing this scene, everyone was stunned. Although he wanted to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade, thinking of the power behind the lord of Qian Shaobao, even the Xirong royal family had to give three points of thin noodles, and suddenly dared to be angry but did not dare to speak.

Cheng Qingluan was kicked on her back, and suddenly there was a soft "click", and a strangely shaped metal headdress fell from her body.

Mei Niang quietly glanced at the headdress, the corners of her mouth hooked strangely, and then she piled up a smile that looked very sleek and sophisticated, made a round, and beckoned someone to help Qian Shaobao off the stage.

Fuxianglou can stand tall in Xirong Capital for many years, and the backing must be indispensable. The ancients said that wealth does not compete with officials. Mei Niang's face could not be denied, Qian Shaobao touched the eagle-shaped ring made of fine iron on the ring finger of his right hand, followed the steps given by Mei Niang, and strode off the stage.

was invited to sit down in the box on the second floor that was temporarily cleared near the stage, and the lord of Qian Shaobao shot at Cheng Qingluan with a gloomy gaze, and the corners of his mouth raised a sinister smile.

This woman, he must take it down, and then remove her noble and cold packaging layer by layer in front of everyone!

On the stage, driven by Mei Niang, the atmosphere of Fuxianglou returned to the climax at the beginning.

At this moment, a pain that almost cracked his bones came from his heart, and Cheng Qingluan bit his lip and swallowed the blood that gushed to his throat, but he still couldn't suppress a trace of red flowing from the corner of his lips.

She gasped for breath with difficulty, her vision blurred, and the noisy crowd around her slowly overlapped with a certain memory in her mind......

"The auspicious time has come, what are you still thinking?" An indifferent voice sounded, and the familiar but detached tone made Cheng Qingluan stiffen, and his hands were at a loss to grasp the hem of the wedding dress.

Suddenly, an inaudible sigh came from beside him, and then a hand reached over and touched the other party's cold fingertips, Cheng Qingluan seemed to have been pricked by a needle, and was about to withdraw his hand suddenly, but at the same moment, that hand held her tightly.

Cheng Qingluan's heart trembled, she looked sideways at the person beside her, and across Xipa, she felt his gaze fall on her, without a trace of temperature, and even with a hint of shallow disgust. Her nose ached, and she struggled to break free from his shackles, but the more she struggled, the tighter her grip became.

"What? Do you still want everyone to wait? This time, our Yun family invited a lot of people, and I don't want to lose this face. As he spoke, the man pulled her forward without saying a word.

He didn't walk fast, just as she could keep up with the speed she could keep up with the shepa cover. Looking at the hem of his clothes that barely swayed, Cheng Qingluan hesitated for a moment and took the initiative to hold his hand back.

Obviously, the man paused, took a deep breath, and led her all the way to the Light Ink Hall......

"Ning'er!"

Suddenly, a panicked clear male voice pierced the sky, cutting her off from the recovered memory, Cheng Qingluan stared, and saw a familiar figure passing by in the air, the bright yellow robe was very dazzling, and the flying clothes brought a sound of breaking the air. But in the blink of an eye, the figure flew in front of her from the bustling crowd.

Immediately after that, a cold light flashed in front of her, and as soon as the tightly bound hemp rope was loosened, a fox fur coat made of white fox fur swept through the sky and covered her.

Covered with the smooth white fox fur, Cheng Qingluan smiled lightly, the originally tense nerves were loosened, his eyes were dark, and his body was about to fall to the side as soon as he was weak, Yu Wenxuan saw this and hurriedly hugged her waist and held her in his arms.

Smelling the faint fragrance of Long Yanxiang emanating from that person, Cheng Qingluan subconsciously blurted out: "Shuhua, why did you come so late......" Then his eyes went black and he fainted.

Hearing her whispered "Shuhua", the movement of the man's hand froze, but he quickly came back to his senses, shook his head with a loss in his eyes and said, "Ning'er, I'm Yu Wenxuan." ”

Ning'er, have you recovered your memory after all......

Yu Wenxuan sighed lowly, hugged Qingluan in his arms, took a step forward, his starry eyes squinted, like looking at ants, staring at everyone in the audience, his face was calm and cold, his body was surrounded by a long-lasting cold, and his eyes were burning with undisguised anger.

At this time, the Royal Forest Army had already swarmed in from both sides of the Fuxiang Building.

"Kill, leave no mouth alive." The simple, ruthless words came out of Yu Wenxuan's mouth, without a trace of emotion, and suddenly made a cruel decision for the fate of everyone in the Fuxiang Building.

After receiving the order, the Imperial Forest Army did not hesitate at all, and the halberd and sword in their hands were instantly unexpected, without giving everyone time to react, and stabbed at those who were closest to them. For a while, flesh and blood flew sideways, and in the face of civilians who did not have the slightest ability to resist, the Imperial Forest Army was like cutting rice, stubble after stubble, and fell in an instant.

All this happened just between the lightning and flint, and when someone reacted, the Fuxiang Building was already in chaos, and some people were unwilling to be tortured and killed, and rushed to the door to escape, but when Yuwenxuan came in, the door of the Fuxiang Building was surrounded by heavy Imperial Forest Army, not to mention people, even a fly, I am afraid it will be difficult to escape the clutches.

Seeing that the escape route was blocked, everyone ran back one after another, but they encountered dozens of oncoming Royal Forest Army, and before they could scream, they were pierced through the heart by a long halberd.

Not long after, the first floor of the floating incense building almost became a sea of blood.

The wrath of the Son of Heaven ambushed millions of corpses and shed thousands of miles of blood. After this abuse, the once prosperous Fuxianglou disappeared, but these are all later words.

Having said that, Lord Qian Shaobao was sitting in the box closest to the stage, and from the time he saw the Royal Forest Army make a move, to the time he recovered from his panic, the first floor was already in chaos. The fallen corpses covered the entire ground, layer upon layer, and the blood splashed out was like plum blossoms, blooming demonically and unconventionally, slowly dyeing the floating incense building red little by little.

A thick smell of blood filled the building, and even three miles away could be smelled of this strong smell.

Fuxianglou turned into Shura Hell in an instant, and the demon who caused all this was the man standing upright on the stage. Although he was in the center, there was no blood splashed on his bright yellow and dazzling clothes, and even the woman in his arms was sleeping quietly, as if everything around him had nothing to do with them.

Part of the Royal Forest Army came back to report, Yu Wenxuan listened for a while, his eyes glanced at the box on the second and third floors, those pampered nobles suddenly weakened their legs, and hurriedly stumbled out of the box door with the help of the little guy, but before anyone completely stepped out of the threshold, a cold light flashed, and the swords went down, mercilessly splitting the people in the box in half.

Witnessing the tragedy in front of him, the nobleman who stayed in the box and didn't dare to go out, didn't care about his image, and hurriedly knelt down and begged for mercy, but before the words of begging for mercy came out, a halberd or a sword quickly flew downstairs, nailing the person to the wall steadily.

Outside the Fuxiang Building, the three floors inside and the three floors outside were all officials who followed Yu Wenxuan to leave the mountain to worship the sky, but even the generals who had experienced a hundred battles couldn't help but shake their heads and sigh when they saw the tragic scene inside.

Only Yu Wenxuan stood on the stage calmly, listening to the screams in the floating incense building becoming less and less, but the burning anger in his heart did not subside at all. The Royal Forest Army reported just now, Mei Niang didn't know what to do as early as the beginning of the killing, and the subordinates she sent turned over the entire Fuxiang Building, but she didn't find anyone even after digging three feet into the ground.

Could it be that someone is reporting to Mei Niang?

After all, if it weren't for the shadow guard to report, how would he have learned that Cheng Qingluan had been taken captive and then turned back to the capital.

The more Yu Wenxuan thought about it, the more strange he felt, but this can be checked again when he goes back to the palace, and now what he wants to do is to avenge her!

At this time, the lord of Qian Shaobao had been escorted by the Imperial Forest Army and knelt in front of Yu Wenxuan, trembling all over, and his delicate and gorgeous royal blue clothes were mottled with blood. glanced at Yu Wenxuan, who was high above, touched his cruel and bloodthirsty gaze, and hurriedly lowered his head again, but a bloody eye just rolled on the floor that had not yet been cleaned up, and suddenly scared the Qian Shaobao Lord and sat on the ground.

It was he who bullied his most beloved woman!

Yu Wenxuan clenched his fists, and his eyes shot towards the Lord of Qian Shaobao with bloodthirsty coldness like an angry cheetah. A knife in the neck, it's too cheap for him! Everything he did to Ning'er, he will definitely pay it back a hundredfold!

The suffocating atmosphere continued to spread, and the heart of the Lord of Qian Shaobao hung in his throat, and his eyes looked around in horror, for fear that a sword flying from anywhere at any time would take his life. But he waited and waited, but no one moved, could it be that he was afraid of his father, the power of Flying Eagle Castle?

Qian Shaobao Lord thought about it luckily, and the big stone in his heart was slowly put down, but just as he relaxed, Yu Wenxuan waved his hand, and several sharp swords came out of their sheaths one after another, and at the same time put them on his neck.

"You're damned." Yu Wenxuan said slowly with a cold face.

The Lord of Qian Shaobao, who was threatened by the sword, was instantly shocked and frightened, and hurriedly shouted at Yu Wenxuan: "Let go of me!" You know, I'm the Young Castle Master of Eagle Castle! ”

It's a pity that he overestimated himself and overestimated Flying Eagle Castle.

Hearing him report to his home, Yu Wenxuan was not only not half jealous, but he could even say that he didn't even raise his eyes, and ordered lightly: "Take off his hand for me." ”

"Yes." The Imperial Forest Army received the order, and with two "swish" sounds, he completely cut off the two arms of the Lord of Qian Shaobao without a little blood.

Before the Lord of Qian Shaobao could react, he had already broken two arms, looked at the empty sides, the expression on his face was both shocked and frightened, he screamed, and roared angrily without words: "You, you dare to ...... Aren't you afraid of my father's revenge?! ”

"Noise." Yu Wenxuan's eyebrows frowned slightly, condescendingly, like looking at a piece of garbage, he glanced at the Lord of Qian Shaobao with contempt and disdain, and then flew out of the Fuxiang Building with Qingluan's feet on the ground.

Seeing that the living Yama was about to leave, the heart of the Lord of Qian Shaobao was relieved a little, but in the next moment, he was almost so frightened that he was about to jump out of his throat.

Before the figure disappeared from everyone's sight, Yu Wenxuan sneered and said coldly and ruthlessly: "He, Ling Chi on the spot." As for the Eagle Castle...... Funeral accompaniment. ”

Qian Shaobao Lord Mu Ne paused for a moment, and finally figured it out. At the beginning, Yu Wenxuan didn't mean to let him go, and the purpose of keeping him in the end was just to make him in the Shura Hell but powerless to resist, and then let this fear be infinitely magnified.

The lord of Qian Shaobao didn't expect that he would be able to attract the disaster of destroying the castle by visiting the Qinglou once, and he didn't care about the bubbling and bleeding wounds, and with a terrible scream, he was surrounded by the cold and dazzling sword light of the Royal Forest Army.