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Sudden fireballs descended.

If you stretch out your hand, you will disperse the moving atoms in the wind.

Brightness also mobilized water molecules to extinguish the sudden fireball.

Feng Yinsha grabbed the Ming painting, and quickly swept past Mingmei's side while Rongruo's attention was still on those winds.

Yutai Rongruo suddenly moved to Mingmei's side, and waved his hand to hit the afterimage of the wind and the yarn.

Feng Yinsha staggered, let go of the idea of grabbing Mingmei and walking together, and her steps were a few steps faster. Along the way, the soft sword left behind not shadows, but fallen figures one by one.

Mingmei looked at the direction in which Feng Yinsha fled, and decisively gave up the idea of chasing and killing. If these dying people don't save them at this time, when they die, it will be another move against the sky.

She said she wanted to take care of them.

Grow. Rehabilitation.

Mingmei and Tantai Rongruo worked together, and when the people were still in a state where they couldn't believe that they were dead, Mingmei and Tantai Rongruo let the people come back to life.

"Are you dead too?" Someone couldn't help but ask.

"It should be, right? I don't have any scars on my body. It doesn't hurt anymore. The man didn't know why.

"Don't they all say that after death you keep what you were when you died?" Some people don't understand either.

Mingmei pursed the corners of her lips and raised her voice. "You're not dead."

Everyone was stunned. Didn't, didn't die?!

"Pinch me!"

"Oops! Pain! ”

A sense of helplessness rose in the bottom of Mingmei's heart. "If you're all awake, let's go home. It's all right. ”

There is still disbelief in the eyes of the people, "God, God, God." We, are we really not dead? ”

Mingmei pursed her lips, "It's dead." But now alive again. ”

Then he turned around and said, "Let's all go back." ”

Mingmei pulled the platform Rongruo. Feng Yinsha fled directly, that is, Jing Guangyao is still here.

She had to find him.

motioned for the prefectural magistrate to follow her.

"Long live the goddess! Long live the goddess! Long live the goddess! The people behind him suddenly knelt down and began to bow down in front of the sunshine.

Mingmei was anxious to find Jing Guangyao. But I still sighed in my heart, and the people here are also easy to turn. This sudden life-and-death trip directly made her change from the status of a demon girl to a goddess.

Belch. Although it is a good development, it can be regarded as expected. But the change seemed to her to be without warning, and she really didn't have much to think about except to accept it.

In fact, the idea of the people is very simple. They were supposed to be dead people, but Ming Mei said that if they lived, they would live. Isn't this what God is?! Since it is God, it is time to accept their prostration! If it's God, then those things must not be God's doing! Since it's a god, it must be done by those demon girls!

Mingmei asked where the county magistrate Jing Guangyao was. He was found on the bed in the room.

"Jing Guangyao." Mingmei reached out and nudged him. "Jing Guangyao!"

It can't be dead, right?

Mingmei's eyes opened, and she reached out to Jing Guangyao's snort.

Jing Guangyao woke up suddenly, stretched out his hand to pinch Mingmei's neck, and a cold light flashed in his sleeve.

Yutai Rongruo stood still, pulled Mingmei and stood aside.

When Jing Guangyao could move again, he found that Mingmei had already stood aside and looked at him coldly.

Jing Guangyao frowned, but withdrew his hand. lifted the quilt and got out of bed as if nothing had happened.

"Why do you want to kill me?" Mingmei looked at Jing Guangyao.

Jing Guangyao also looked back at Mingmei, "You beat the painting like that, not to mention killing you, even if you split your five horses, you are especially angry!" ”

"I didn't hit it." Bright and faint. Looking at the murderous aura in Jing Guangyao's eyes, he said very calmly. "If it's really Cheng Dù who can make you so angry, then in my place, I will kill her directly. I'm not going to leave myself in trouble. ”

Jing Guangyao's eyes changed, and he took the long sword beside the bed and stabbed at Mingmei.

Mingmei naturally stretched out his hand to ash Jing Guangyao's sword.

"The Ming painting was taken away by the wind chant." The dust fell to the ground, making the bright voice seem a little trance-like, "Who is the wind chanting, do you know?" It's the witch-sama of the Wind Yin clan. ”

"You might as well take another look. Your talisman, where has it gone? You can also ask what the soldiers you brought with you have done. ”

Jing Guangyao's face turned a little pale after Mingmei stretched out his hand to ash his sword. Although he still hated the bright expression, he honestly found the tiger talisman he brought on himself.

"How do I know you didn't take it?!" Jing Guangyao pointed the finger at Mingming.

Mingmei hooked the corners of her lips, very sarcastic. "It's just that others don't know. Don't you know that there are Ming paintings around you? I can affect the battle situation when I open my mouth, and I can manipulate tens of thousands of people at every turn, do you think your tiger talisman I have seen it? ”

Jing Guangyao was still a little unconvinced, "Feng Yinsha is the one who rescued the painting from your hands!" How could this be! It must have been your hands and feet! ”

"You obviously believed. Why point the finger at me? Mingmei's eyes were clear, and she looked directly into Jing Guangyao's heart, "Do you think that this will cover up the facts you believe?" ”

"I didn't think about it. The dignified lord of the country would even deceive himself. ”

Mingming's gaze suddenly became cold, "You might as well think about how you handed over your talisman." Are you voluntary, or involuntary? ”

Jing Guangyao was stunned. He was struggling to remember.

"I can't be sure right now if you've fallen for the witchcraft of the Wind Yarn, or if you've been manipulated by witchcraft. The answer to this qiē is only something you can sue me. Mingmei changed her tone, "If you don't want to watch your Yan Kingdom being manipulated by the Wind Yin Clan, you'd better carefully discern your state of mind at that time. ”

Jing Guangyao thought for a long time. Finally, the expression on his face changed.

Mingmei knew that he had an answer and was ready to ask. But Jing Guangyao asked, "What about the painting?" What about painting? Isn't it dangerous to paint?! ”

Mingmei pursed her lips, "Minghua is the saintess of the Fengyin clan. It was the furnace prepared by the Wind Yin clan for their young master. Even if there is something. It's not a life-threatening concern. ”

The implication is that. You may lose something other than your life.

Since Jing Guangyao asked if Minghua was in danger, that was to say, he felt that Feng Yinsha was a dangerous person. The reason was naturally that he remembered that the tiger talisman was not handed over by him voluntarily. But for a monarch like him, the first thing Xiang Mingmei cared about was not his military talisman, nor his imperial power of Yanguo, but he was a noble concubine, and it happened that she was still someone she didn't like.

Mingmei really can't tell what kind of feeling she feels in her heart. I can only sigh at the good luck of Ju Minghua, and meet a monarch who puts her first.

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