At the end of the eighteenth year of Changxi, on the eve of the auspicious New Year, when the official offices were about to be sealed and on vacation, a storm of "asking the prince to be established" quickly swept the entire imperial court. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Overnight, the desk of the imperial study was full of recitals from officials of various ministries and courts, different lengths, different tones, but the content was surprisingly consistent-please make the king of Chu the crown prince.

The recital of the senior member is somewhat scruples, only saying that the prince's national heavy weapon cannot be hung for a long time, and his majesty is asked to choose the sacred heart as soon as possible, and most of the officials' recitals are direct and frank, full of praise and admiration for the king of Chu, and it is almost said that the country will be destroyed without His Royal Highness.

The first to play the chapter is a Hanlin bachelor, this person is good at drilling camps, known as the wall bachelor, got a hint from the scholar of Wei, returned to the house all night to write, a wonderful pen, full of articles, all used to carve the future Son of Heaven's talent and meritorious deeds, just ask His Majesty's eyes to shine, the King of Chu is grateful.

On the top of the court, Emperor Tiansheng's eyes were not bright, and he couldn't see clearly from a distance, for a long time. The emperor only said in a deep voice: "All Aiqing have a book, and they will vote for Haoyunxuan after the next dynasty, and the cabinet will report it later."

At that time, the king of Chu knelt down without a crown, and thanked him again and again, and the old emperor's face was hidden in the shadows, and he gently comforted this son.

It is a picture of royal harmony with fathers and sons, and the ministers see it in their eyes, and they feel that they are doing it right.

When a sentence is played, the music becomes a snowflake, and Scholar Hu is soft, and he smiles bitterly again and again.

Afterwards, Hao Yunxuan counted 178 copies of the chapter, involving various departments and departments, from three to six grades, although the weight is not enough, the victory is enough in the number of people, it looks quite alarming.

What's worse is that some officials from the Chu King camp on the periphery, those who don't get the core news on weekdays, are also involved in this trend of asking for the crown prince, so Ning Yi is even more unclear.

Lao Hu complained and rejoiced while counting-Thanks to His Highness's well-informed, there was no news in advance about the banquet held by the scholars of Wei University that night, and the hospitality was very fast, and the members of the King of Chu's camp were not invited, but His Highness somehow knew, and after the banquet was over, he directly ordered people to visit all the people who participated in the banquet in the Wei Mansion that day.

At that time, the timing was urgent, and it took time just to inquire about the list and send people, and it was impossible to stop everyone, but fortunately, the members of the Sanpin did not participate in the end, so His Majesty did not feel that the power of the King of Chu was enough to control the center.

At that time, he was shocked and angry when he learned about it overnight, and said that he wanted to impeach Wei Zhi for inciting the ministers to discuss state affairs in vain, but His Royal Highness shook his head lightly.

"You're wrong." He held his hand in front of the window, looking up at the clouds, his expression was faint, "What are you impeaching her?" From beginning to end, she didn't say anything, the important ministers asked for the crown prince, and they were also worried about state affairs with good intentions, this matter has been done in all dynasties, it is not a serious crime, and ...... again" He smiled coldly, "You impeach, I'm afraid that it will fall into her arms." ”

Lao Hu didn't understand the meaning of this sentence, but when he turned to a certain notebook, his pupils suddenly shrank.

The scholar of Wei, who was sick at home, finally went to this chapter, although he did not explicitly say who he wanted to make the crown prince, but he praised the king of Chu fiercely.

This time it was like adding fuel to the fire, and it burned the prairie in an instant.

When Hu Shengshan trembled and held this recital, the emperor, who had already looked gloomy when he counted the snowflakes, was finally provoked by the name of the important minister to stir up the long-suppressed anger.

He slammed the notebook on the table and scattered to the ground.

"Okay, hello—"

Then he brushed his sleeves away.

Hao Yunxuan was as silent as death.

Ning Yi sat upright as before, his eyes drooping, covering the overturned and cold expression under his eyes.

You're going to have to go back after all.

I'm waiting for you to come back.

==

At the end of the eighteenth year, many people failed to live a good year, Emperor Tiansheng in the name of "conspiracy to form a party, vain discussion of the government", belittled a large number of officials, most of them were expelled from the imperial capital, sent to remote counties, the king of Chu was also reprimanded by "uneasy position, watching the prince's throne", unloaded the affairs of the six ministries, returned to the house to concentrate on cultivating the mind, and even the scholars of Wei were implicated, demoted from the imperial capital, and appointed Shanbei Province to be sentenced to punishment.

The most unfortunate was the first to ask for the crown prince Hanlin - he was sent to Hanoi near the country of Nam Mo to be the city gatekeeper, and was demoted five levels in a row, the part of Hanoi was desolate and poor, food was scarce, it is said that the staple food was chaff, and the price of rice was as expensive as pearls, and this lord thought that he would soon be able to lose the extra 180 catties.

This action is equivalent to a clear expression of Emperor Tiansheng's attitude, and all the ministers fell into a daze for a while, and they clamped their tails and behaved.

During that time, there were people out of Beijing every day, and they all hugged each other with tears and cried, and some were calm, such as Feng Zhiwei.

"There will be a farewell for you for a thousand miles, please go back." Feng Zhiwei waved in front of the Autumn Evening Pavilion in the suburbs of Beijing, and said goodbye to the Qingming students who came to see him off with a smile.

This time, the Qingming students were not involved, so after the officials of the DPRK and China were repeatedly reprimanded, the vacant positions were naturally filled by these students who originally had excellent family backgrounds, and almost everyone was promoted to one level.

The students thought that the adults themselves were degraded, but they protected them well, and they couldn't help but be even more reluctant with tears in their eyes.

When I turned around, I saw another person standing in place, but it was Qian Yan.

"The student has resigned." The man smiled, "Si Ye will take me to be a staff member." ”

Feng Zhiwei looked at him silently, sharing hardships and hardships with the rich and noble, flying in front of him, he could still give up decisively, and those who were not determined could not do it.

"The life of the student belongs to the business, and the student will naturally follow wherever the business goes." Qian Yan's smile was meaningful, Feng Zhiwei's heart moved, and he glanced at him, this person is extremely shrewd, isn't he guessing something?

For a moment, she hesitated, but suddenly caught a glimpse of another person out of the corner of her eye, and suddenly forgot what she was about to say.

Not far from the river in the autumn evening, a person in a black light moon white robe, standing leisurely by the water, the morning glow is sparkling like gold, and his figure reflected in the river is slender.

Qian Yan had already retreated silently.

Feng Zhiwei stood in place and was silent for a moment, and then calmly walked over.

The man didn't look back.

"The autumn evening river is the most beautiful in autumn." He said, "This four-sided maple forest, in late autumn, the red leaves are falling, swimming on the clear water, is one of the ten major views of the imperial capital, you have been busy all these years, never have a good view here, but I hope that in late autumn next year, you can come and take a look." ”

"I hope I can." Feng Zhi smiled slightly and stood side by side with him, "Your Highness is here to see me off at this moment, aren't you afraid of attracting criticism?" ”

Ning Yi looked down at the river, the sparkling waves were really beautiful and shadowy, but unfortunately they were about to split the heavens in an instant, even if they could stand together when they said goodbye, they were only afraid that they would be facing each other with knives.

"You're the only one who can get me into the biggest criticism." He smiled.

Feng Zhiwei also smiled, and didn't say anything nonsense such as His Royal Highness blaming me, between her and him, it has never been a simple grudge and resentment, if it is just a hatred between individuals, each other may not be able to take a step back, but the opposite is blood, life and death, family and country, and everything that is hard to shake in all towering and heavy mountains.

That year, in front of the mother's bed in Ning'an Palace, she made the most poisonous oath in her ear under the last gaze of her mother.

"If you can't return to the country for revenge, then the souls of my mother and brother will never be freed, and they will suffer from the red fire of hell every day."

How well does the mother know her, and knows that only by swearing a poisonous oath by her own soul after death can she grit her teeth and go on this difficult and painful road.

If it was only her own life and death, she would have thrown it easily.

But I can't imagine that my mother's soul is forever****, and I can't imagine my brother who died for himself, and he still can't be liberated after death.

What she owes them, she can't go on forever from life to death.

"Forget me......" After a long, long time, she whispered like a sigh and fluttered away like a butterfly on the surface of the river.

"It's my business if I forget you or not." Ning Yi said lightly, "But I don't want you to forget me, know the subtlety, even if you hate." ”

"You're going to make me hate you because you're going to attack Helian?" Feng Zhiwei's words were as light as mustard, but the weight was as heavy as a thousand pounds.

If she has doubts, she asks, even if it is a hostile position, she should not hide the misunderstanding that disrupts the established pace.

"Nope." Ning Yi replied very simply, "Zhiwei, you shouldn't ask this sentence." ”

Feng Zhi turned his head slightly, squinted at the sky burning with red glow, and said softly for a while: "But I'm sorry, there is Xin Ziyan." ”

Yes, it is hostile after all.

She will kill Xin Ziyan, but he can't give up, what matters is not only that life, but also the confidence and loyalty of the King of Chu's camp to his master, if he can't even protect a loyal subordinate, how can he make those many people return?

Each other is ready to fly, if they don't send it, they will first strangle themselves, just like whether Ning Yi attacks Helian or not, she must move the ministers with a glass of wine before leaving, only if he temporarily retreats to the center and is suspected by the emperor, the plan of 100,000 mountains to dig Huaqiong can be safely stranded.

Feng Zhiwei squatted down, picked up a handful of river water, and opened his five fingers at Ning Yi.

The clear river rushed through her fingers, like time slipping away in an instant.

"The past is like a passing water." She said, "Those who go cannot return, and those who come cannot be chased, only for this, parting to His Highness." ”

The water splashed down, never looking back, and her departing back was thin and decisive.

No one knew that the moment she turned around, there was a drop of her in the splashed crystal.

And he stood silently, like a long way forward to the water.

The daylight suddenly turned away, and in a moment the sky turned cloudy, and it began to snow, and the broken snow fell on the black fox's fur, and in an instant it was thin, like a young man with black eyebrows, who was covered with wind and frost because of the world.

In a trance, I suddenly remembered.

Tomorrow, Chinese New Year's Eve.

==

This year's Spring Festival passed on the road.

The road is the road to the south of the mountain, not the north of the mountain.

On the seventh day of the first lunar month, at the gate of the lively Letingfu city, a team of carriages drove in.

The carriage was very simple, and it looked like an ordinary merchant team, all the way into the city without paying attention, and inquired to the gate of the Leting Mansion.

Because of the Chinese New Year, the government office was closed, the gate was closed, the group of carriages stopped, and no one came out to inquire about the reception.

"Xin Ziyan lives here?" Feng Zhiwei lifted the curtain and looked in the direction of the back house, his expression cold and quiet.

"What are you going to do with it?" Zong Chen said, "Just walk directly into the door?" ”

"Why not?" Feng Zhi said lightly, "Lao Xin deserves the most dignified death, I want to make it clear to him before I finish it." ”

She got out of the car, looked at the sky, and said: "Huzhuo customs, the king, the spirit will be buried after forty-nine days, I have to rush over as soon as possible and return to the grassland before the arrival of the imperial court, otherwise even if Concubine Feng Zhiwei has been living in a simple house with a deep illness, there is no reason not to appear at the funeral of the king." ”

Immediately, she often walked to the door of the mansion, and very politely stuffed the money to the door government, saying that it was a distant guest visiting Master Xin, and the door government did not ask much, the master had many guests, and there were always people coming and going, and the master was also drunk all day long, and it was not difficult to wait, and he accepted the silver, and let her go in without asking more.

Feng Zhiwei was a little puzzled, she was clearly looking for Xin Ziyan to settle accounts, Ning Yi clearly wanted to save him, she thought that she would be trapped step by step from the beginning of entering the city, and she didn't want to enter the mansion so easily.

She went straight to the back house of the mansion, when the season, the people in the mansion were lazy, empty and no one, Feng Zhiwei drove straight in, stopped in front of the big red door connecting the mansion and the back house, took off the big dan that had been wrapped, and handed it to Zong Chen behind him.

As soon as she took it off, she was dressed in a black power suit and three knives behind her!

One on the left and one on the left and one on the back of the shoulder, and one on the back of the waist, all of which are prairie scimitars.

Then she raised her hand and knocked.

Her knock seemed light and calm, but with that knock, there was a bang, and the whole big red door broke a large piece, and a large thick wooden board smashed down, splashing dust and smoke all over the ground.

A few swords came out of the big hole like lightning in the smoke and dust!

Feng Zhi tilted his head slightly, and the sword grazed her cheek, and at the same time, he raised his foot and kicked, slamming the entire door and flying up, crashing into the guards behind the door.

Before the guards could see who it was, the door had been smashed down.

The moment it fell, Feng Zhiwei pulled out his knife!

The snow-like sword light roared from the other side of the mountain, like the prince of Huzhuo, who was freshly dressed and angry on the long street, and led Babiao to roar past.

“…… I have heard for a long time that the young ladies of the big families in the imperial capital are all delicate and beautiful daughters of the grassland who are completely different, and it is easy to meet one, let me see. ”

"Smack!" At the stroke of a finger, the glass of the carriage shattered.

"Smack!" Feng Zhiwei's knife handle reversed, and the arc shot out, shattering the wrist of a person holding the knife.

…… Helian, Helian, this look is a lifelong mistake.

The long knife crosses, the sword qi in the air is like a net, and a group of people rush to the hulala courtyard, and the long swords are paired together to form a huge net of sword arrays, and the brilliance flows in the winter sun, which is eye-catching.

Feng Zhiwei made a mistake with both hands, and suddenly the double knives behind his shoulders came out of the sheath, and he flew up against the sword net stabbed by the other party, kicked the tip of the sword with his toes in mid-air, and flipped like a windmill, and when he fell, the two knives were spread horizontally, like a layer of pale white mist, and stretched out silently.

…… The golden palace jade que was filled with a pale white mist in the morning, he was in a dark blue long robe, wiped his forehead with white jade, held the corpse in both hands, and came proudly.

"You are not allowed to bring the corpse of the bitter lord to the temple, are you?"

"Bang."

He poked out one hand as hard as rigid, cut his heart, and threw his liver into the temple!

"Bang."

Feng Zhiwei struck with two knives, swept through the sword net like light smoke and rushed to the courtyard, the snow light flashed and the blood light flashed, crossed the opposite sword light, and cut the sword light into the opponent's throat first.

The sound of the tip of the knife entering the flesh is subtle and terrifying, like that year in the palace, a Zheng man, every word is like a knife cutting into gold and iron.

"The minister has only seen her once, this woman is not good-looking, but she is talented, and the minister likes it."

…… Helian, Helian, others understate a word, but for you it is a lifetime.

The sword formation in the courtyard broke a gap, and more people came up to fill it, but the battle formation had been forced to the bottom of the steps, and Feng Zhiwei's double knife group turned like a flower full of thorns, and wherever it fell, it splashed agate-like blood.

The sword aura was cold in the sky, and the fallen leaves on all sides were instantly crushed, and fine salt was sprinkled like fine salt.

…… A courtship contest, he folded the son of the grassland, admitted that he had wronged his aunt, and ate a mouthful of salt.

"Boom." Gu Nanyi's jade sword passed through the golden hammer of the three falcons, piercing through the pride of the grassland eagle.

"Boom." Feng Zhiwei rushed out with a knife, ghostly through the subtle gap under the opponent's sword net, and passed his knife through the opponent's chest between himself and the opponent's sword.

"Prairie boy, today really impresses my aunt!"

"Forgot to tell you...... We are in the grassland, and my aunt can also marry. ”

…… Helian, Helian, the salt of that year, now eaten in my heart, is so astringent, so bitter.

The sunlight met the sword light, the broken wind, the neighing cold air on all sides, the steps were shattered, blood was flowing all over the ground, mottled knife marks were printed on the pillars, and the guards who retreated to the bottom of the porch rolled up their black cloaks.

…… The battle of the royal court, the alliance of the river valley, collapsed in the hand of him and her, the people of Huzhuo sang and danced and waited for his return, and the young king smiled Ling Ran's eyebrows.

"Huh."

He thundered through the long grass and ran down from the high hill, his silver cloak and her black fox fur flapping at each other and flying wildly.

"Huh."

Feng Zhi slightly turned his elbow, moved, and moved the knife horizontally, the sword light was like a match, and he thundered violently, smashing three long swords, and the broken sword tip was like a star pill bullet, shooting into the center of the enemy formation.

In a trance, I heard him laughing above the clouds.

"Zhiwei! Know! I'm so happy to have you by my side at the moment! ”

…… Helian, Helian, that moment, so short, so short.

The sword array was shrinking, from the door to the courtyard to the bottom of the stairs to the corridor, her double swords were like practice, pressing step by step, the guards were afraid of her ferocity, and they couldn't stop wandering, and there were two brown-clothed people in the backyard, and the lightning came.

…… You are the she-wolf lurking in the grasslands, with an incurable poison on every tip of the hair, and you are the doom and trap of Zatar, who holds you like a walking skeleton.

"Smack!"

Thorny wattles struck his back, his skin opened deep furrows, and blood splattered with the power of silence. King Huzhuo sentenced himself to flogging for disobedience, and everyone silently watched as he stained his blood-stained golden robe.

"Smack!"

The two brown-clothed men shot at lightning and did not gain a stable foothold, Feng Zhiwei made a big bend in the sword array, and the two swords shot over the last two black-clothed guards, carrying their bodies into the room and knocking down the screen.

She had no weapon in her hand, the other party's eyes showed joy, Feng Zhiwei sneered, the black hair fluttered on her lips, thrilling and ruthless, when the opponent's sword was at the head, she suddenly leaned over and knelt down, and after pulling out her waist with her backhand, the long knife was finally unsheathed, and the arc of the grassland scimitar flashed, ejected in mid-air, and the sun ran through Changhong!

The person who was about to pounce fell away with blood. The skin and flesh bloomed and the blood flashed.

In a trance, it was his skin and flesh that year, and his shocking back.

"Zhiwei, I haven't done anything for you, you have to give me a chance."

…… Helian, Helian, you always want to give, but you don't think about it, the only chance you give me in my life is to avenge you.

The wind on all sides suddenly tightened, mixed with a strong smell of blood, and the corpses of the black-clothed people were all over the ground, and the bluestone ground was covered with blood stains.

There was only one man in brown left, holding a sword trembling against each other, and his eyes exposed outside the scarf were shocked, but he refused to leave, Feng Zhi looked at him coldly, handed over the two knives to his right hand, and dragged the left hand on the ground with a single knife, going up the stairs, entering the corridor, passing through the hall, and approaching the screen...... Drops of blood dripped thickly from the tip of the knife, and she pressed forward step by step, and he stepped back step by step.

From the door to the courtyard to the bottom of the stairs to the front of the corridor, it is not a long distance, like the short life that she and Helian have known each other, and the broken windows of the long street are the first to meet...... The Golden Palace dissected the grievances...... Qiufu was defeated in his quest to marry...... The walls of the college play with each other...... The South China Sea goes all the way...... The grassland joins hands to defend against the enemy...... Da Yue lurks to the rescue...... Xiliang tricked the regent...... He accompanied her to the north and south to experience most of the ups and downs, and twenty-four years of life condensed all the blazing fire, and only dedicated to her.

In the end, he promised her to fill the king's tent as soon as possible, and broke his promise for the only time in his life.

And his king's tent was empty from then on.

The blood is dripping, and she can't wash away the murderous intent in her eyes, it doesn't matter if it's right or wrong at the moment, she has to pay back what she owes!

The long knife was raised obliquely, and the tip of the blood-stained knife pointed at the last brown man with commendable courage, who was in front of the screen, and behind the screen, it must be Xin Ziyan, who had not shown up.

"Spare your life—" Just as the last step was taken, a large group of people suddenly poured out of the back hall, men, women, and children, all dressed as servants and servants.

Feng Zhiwei didn't move.

There is a debtor and a debtor, no matter how angry she is, she will not kill innocents in vain.

The servants on all sides escaped from her side like flowing water, and no one dared to take a second glance at Feng Zhiwei, who was covered in blood and vicious.

But one person, when he passed by her with his baggage, raised his head very quickly, his frightened eyes flashed, and then he quickly lowered his head and wanted to slip past her.

Feng Zhiwei kept staring at the brown-clothed man opposite, and didn't notice these subordinates, but with a glance out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly saw the burden.

The burden looks very heavy, revealing some edges and corners, like gold and silver ingots.

The chaos is imminent, the escape is still in a hurry, and a servant woman still remembers to pack up the gold and silver?

How can a servant woman have a large ingot of gold and silver?

Feng Zhiwei's eyes sank and fell on the ********, although she was wearing a skirt, she could still see that her walking posture was slightly outward, which was a characteristic of a long-term horseback rider, and Feng Zhiwei was naturally familiar with it.

At this time, the **** has slipped over.

Feng Zhiwei suddenly raised his hand like lightning and grabbed her collar!

The man seemed to want to exclaim, and then remembered something and didn't dare to make a sound, only struggled in a muffled voice, Feng Zhiwei became more and more suspicious, and raised his hand and chopped off her hood.

The hood fell, revealing a **** face full of black and white spots.

Feng Zhi was slightly stunned, and for a moment thought that she suspected the wrong person and was about to apologize, but the infinite panic in the **** eyes attracted her attention.

She carefully looked at the person's eyebrows and eyes, this **** seemed to have simply put on makeup, but the disguise technique was so bad that it made a face colorful, she didn't dare to meet Feng Zhiwei's gaze, her face dangled around, and her eyes shot around on the ground in a panic.

Feng Zhiwei looked at it, but slowly narrowed his eyes.

After a while, she suddenly smiled.

The house was full of blood, and she was slaughtered, but she was laughing at this place, it was really unspeakably weird, and the **** forgot to dodge, looking at her eyes, the spirit shivered.

Feng Zhi looked at her with a slight smile, very slowly, and said in a strange tone: "Long time no see, Mei Duo." ”

That **** is Mei Duo, who wanted to pretend to be a servant and escape, and when she heard this sentence at this moment, her eyes rolled and she was about to faint in Feng Zhiwei's hands.

Feng Zhiwei immediately choked her fingers, strangled the back of her neck and felt a painful tendon, Mei Duo screamed, tears flowed down her face, and she couldn't faint again.

"I said, why are you here?" Feng Zhiwei carried her like a chicken, dangling it leisurely in her hand, "Hey, do you know, Helian Xue, what's the matter, are you going to the funeral?" ”

Mei Duo stared straight at her, "Ahhhhh

"At the beginning, the gate guard of Mayu had obviously been replaced, but Helian did not receive the news, and a royal court document was lost, which directly led to his death." Feng Zhiwei approached her ear and said softly, "It doesn't matter if the royal court documents are lost, no one can recognize them, but, Aunt Mei Duo, you who have been treated like a princess by the royal court, do you understand?" ”

"I, I, I...... I, I, I......" Mei Duo trembled in her hands, her lips opening and closing but she couldn't say a complete word.

Whoever is looked at by Feng Zhiwei with blood on his face and a smile on his face, I am afraid that it will not be easy to say the complete words.

Feng Zhi looked at Mei Duo's eyes quietly, the cowardice, fear, hatred, pain, and all kinds of complex emotions in her eyes were under her eyes at the moment, no need to torture, no need to probe, everything was as clear as the beach - it was Mei Duo.

It's Meiduo, it's Meiduo.

Those who thought they were dead long ago are still alive and doing their own thing.

Helian, who was arrogant and arrogant, actually died indirectly at the hands of the woman who once loved him.

A woman's jealousy is so terrible, and providence is so cold.

"The grassland fed you wolf with milk." Feng Zhiwei whispered in her ear, "You repaid the poisonous juice all over your body." ”

"You're the she-wolf in the prairie who even has poisonous blood!" Mei Duo no longer had the heart of luck at this time, Huo Ran raised his head and said sharply, "What Dama Allah said!" You are the doom and trap of Zadana! ”

Feng Zhiwei closed his eyes.

It was as if listening to the lofty and desolate voice of the Dominator in the wind.

Immediately, she still closed her eyes and said in a faint tone, "Really...... Maybe. ”

When the first word came out, her hand landed on Mei Duo's upper arm, and her fingers tightened slightly.

"Ahh

The sound of bone cracking started, accompanied by Mei Duo's miserable scream that went straight into the sky!

Click, click, click.

After the four words were spoken, the four bones cracked.

The sound of bone cracking from the limbs.

Feng Zhiwei kept her eyes closed, too lazy to look at the face she hated deeply, and as soon as she let go, Mei Duo collapsed at her feet like a rotten sack.

"I won't kill you......" Feng Zhi sneered slightly, looking down at Mei Duo, who was shaking at her feet, and was already speechless in pain, the latter heard this sentence in severe pain, and was reluctantly raising his head in surprise, and gratefully wanted to pull the corner of her robe.

Feng Zhiwei flashed disgusted avoidance, kicked her into the dust, in Mei Duo's miserable scream, she said lightly: "The most severe punishment for a person is not death, it is death and does not give you a happy death, Mei Duo, you are just a grassland maidservant, it is the benevolent peony concubine mother and son who thank you for your kindness, give you a princess-like offering, and raise you as an adult, if you have a little conscience, you should not do anything to Zata, your vanity, pride and greed have harmed Zata, now, you use your own blood to wash away the anger of the grassland people!" ”

She turned around and said to Zong Chen, who had been silently following her in the formation: "Mr. Trouble, hanging her life, let's take her to the grassland." ”

Mei Duo's body suddenly trembled violently, her eyes widened in horror, and she screamed with all her last strength, "No! No! I'm not going back to the prairie! No—"

At this moment, she was dragged back to the grassland by Feng Zhiwei, and in the face of the angry Peony Concubine and the people of the grassland, the end would definitely be a hundred times more painful than death.

"Give me back the Jadta." Feng Zhi laughed slightly and stretched out his bloodstained hand at her, "I'll let you go!" ”

Meadow's eyes rolled and she fainted again.

Feng Zhiwei turned his head expressionlessly and said, "Take care of her, let her live before she reaches the grassland!" ”

"Yes!"

Mei Duo was dragged away, Feng Zhiwei turned his head and stared coldly at the brown-clothed man on the opposite side who had been retreating but had not left.

A hint of disdain flashed in her eyes - although Xin Ziyan is an enemy, she has always been upright, and she has been hiding behind the screen from today to now, letting the guards be killed to the point of bleeding, and letting her press step by step, but she doesn't even show her face, which is a bit unmanly.

Before the death crisis, was everyone so cowardly?

So why can't that person be selfish again, why did he choose to die with a smile?

"You go back." The brown-clothed man on the other side suddenly spoke, "We won't kill Master Xin for you, you take a step forward, and we will have more people to stop you." ”

His accent was a little strange, as if it was deliberately muffled.

Feng Zhi frowned slightly-Ning Yi chose such a hard way to protect Xin Ziyan? It doesn't seem like his style.

She smiled slightly, and said, "Is it—"

It was still a long sound, and the voice did not fall, she took a turn, and Huo Ran twisted her waist!

"Khooth!"

A black knife light suddenly shot out from a strange angle on her side, like a black meteor in an instant, the uncondensed blood on the ground was stirred up by the blade of this knife, and the crystal bright red peach blossom fan spread out, the fan surface was just so bewitching, and the black knife light had passed through the stairs like a snake and slashed into the opponent's sternum!

With a pop, blood burst all over the dyed screen, like a blood-colored country!

With a click, the knife seemed to be ejected by a machine spring, and it instantly twisted and drilled out from the sternum of the brown-clothed man, and the blood-colored map of the broken screen went straight in, and shot into the screen with a thud.

There was a dull dull sound, the sound of someone falling heavily behind the screen, and for a long time, there was thick blood, sticky from behind the toppling screen, flowing out.

Feng Zhiwei half-knelt in front of the hall, his black hair was scattered, his face was covered with blood, he was holding his three knives, looking at his own, the fourth knife!

The cold winter wind blew the snow and blood foam, her eyes were cold and her face was like snow, and the tips of her black hair were condensed with blood beads.

Up and down the hall, there were dozens of corpses, she held the knife alone, and along the way, she killed one person in ten steps.

There was silence on all sides, as quiet as death, so quiet that you could hear the sound of blood clotting.

There was a sonorous sound in the silence, Feng Zhiwei abandoned the knife to the ground, raised his head and laughed.

Laugh out of tears.

Helian!

I'll avenge you in your favorite way!