Feng Qianji felt that she was a little strange today, but she still held the wine glass and drank with her. After drinking, he chuckled and said, "Mei'er, do you have something to ask?" ”

"Nature." Jiu Mingmei also drank the wine and looked at him with a smile.

"What cannot be said at home, but in the here and now?"

"What," Jiu Mingmei leaned forward and said with a small chin, "Think I'm delaying your plan?" ”

Feng Qianji also leaned forward, leaned over to her earlobe, and blew tenderness and sweetness into her ears: "Even if it is delayed, for Mei'er, I am willing to do it." ”

The ritual of worshipping the heavens is already in full swing, and that hour is coming. The cards in his hand - the national teacher white fox - can not participate in person, so the planning in the future, he must bow to everything, every link must be controlled in place, where is the time to play the "you ask me answer" game here?

But her charm is really terrifying, a little look, didn't she hook him obediently?

Jiu Ming smiled and said bluntly: "The gift of sacrificing to the heavens, killing your biological father, will you regret it?" ”

The head stepped back, Feng Qianji looked directly into her clear eyes, and said loudly: "Feng Fierce killed my mother, killed my people, and was ruthless." For his own selfishness, he violated the way of heaven and harmed countless people. For selfishness, I take revenge; For the sake of the public, I will support the right way. Kill him, I will never regret it! ”

"Alright, let's go kill him." Jiu Mingmei said, "From now on, follow all the desires and desires in your heart, and do everything you want, as long as you ...... No regrets. ”

All desires, all desires?

Feng Qianji looked at her eyes. Looking at her smiling face, looking at her rosy lips, and smelling her fragrance, the erection of desire/desire suddenly steamed: Xiao Mei'er, you want me to follow the wishes in my heart, and you don't regret it......

He jerked his head down, his lips like a falcon, and he accurately grasped the rabbit beneath him. Tearing, gnawing, licking. His tongue struck at her lips fiercely. Finally opened a small opening. He was overjoyed and became more and more anxious. She didn't refuse, let alone resist, but stuck out her little tongue. Entangled with him. They resemble red snakes. While spitting out letters. One side is intimate.

Jiu Mingmei was kissed by him with messy breath, nestled in his hard chest, and was very obedient.

The little girl who had coveted it for a long time finally fell into her arms. Feng Qianji was so happy that she seemed to have flown to the Nine Heavens. He licked her little earlobe lightly and said softly: "Mei'er, when I ascend the throne, will you be my queen?" You want to find the fairy, you want to rebuild Fengluan Mountain, it doesn't matter, I follow you. I just want you to be my only wife......"

He understood and respected her thoughts, and even prepared a generous gift for her, so that she would be very happy to see her.

"Allow me to think about it." Jiu Mingmei gasped slightly, and her little hands firmly grasped the hem of his clothes.

There was a sound of hurried footsteps outside the Caiwei Palace, and the officials of the Ministry of Rites came to urge, asking the goddess to go to the altar quickly and prepare to start the ritual of sacrificing to the sky.

Jiu Mingmei got up and left, and Feng Qianji followed closely.

The ceremony of worshipping the heavens is held at the top of Heming Mountain, where a flat altar is opened, although the boundary is small, it can accommodate seven or eight people, and a circular altar. There were no trees around, only a few low shrubs with tiny flowers.

A bright red shadow swept through the crowd and ascended the altar. Under this blue sky, in the clouds and mist, on the top of the mountain, Jiu Ming is like a plum tree standing proudly, looking at the vulgar mortal below, with an arrogant smile on his lips.

The wind stood below, anxiously waiting for the hour to come. When he heard his cronies say the words "the posture of a goddess to feast on the sky", he didn't care about any etiquette, and looked up at the sun in the sky. Vast expanses of dark clouds drifted over, accompanied by flashes of lightning.

Hack it! Hack it! Hack it on the goddess's head!

What if the Chishui Sect Immortal is gone? Anyway, he already knows the eternal life spell well, and when the goddess accepts this heavenly punishment, the rest of the eternal life pleasures will all belong to him!

Feng Lie couldn't help but be overjoyed, Feng Qianji sneered at his joy, and Jiu Mingmei sneered at the little lightning.

Oh, if you have the guts, you can split it, it's a big deal to take it and straighten it again, maybe it can set off a big discussion in the world again.

The people gathered at the foot of the mountain, and the people in the Dandu market, were very surprised when they found the dark clouds on the mountain. People are talking about it, not knowing whether the sudden appearance of dark clouds at this goddess festival is evil or auspicious.

Suddenly, lightning and thunder thundered in the dark clouds, and then there was a flash of thunder, which made the people's hearts beat wildly.

Wuyun was very satisfied with the reaction of the people, and suddenly felt that he was tall and mighty, so he said: "I am a god, and I have been led by the spirit of the gods, and I have come here to punish evil ways and promote good deeds. Feng Lie has been the emperor for several generations, but he disregarded the country's social affairs and killed innocents indiscriminately, causing the Shushu family to be unjustly annihilated...... Heaven is clear, and the crime cannot be punished! ”

The people were stunned, yo, isn't this the rumor a few days ago? It turned out to be true!

The brains of the people have always been developed, and once they are developed, they will become a prairie fire, opening into an endless big black hole, and everything can be stuffed into it. No, the people began to talk about the guilt of His Majesty the Emperor, from the extinction of the Shushu clan, the drought in the country, and the death of the campaign girl, to the loss of the cattle in the cultivated land, the leakage of rain in the house, and the stealing of steamed buns by the old woman next door...... It's all on His Majesty the Emperor.

The lightning "swooped" up the mountain, but it skipped the plum god and went straight to the brains of the wind.

The wind couldn't dodge, and was scorched on the outside and tender on the inside, and the smell of human flesh was very tempting.

"Someone, someone, escort !!" The wind wailed in pain, and lay on the ground and rolled around, trying to extinguish the fire that had ignited in his body. But the more I rolled, the more painful it became, the more flesh fell off, and the exposed blood pits became more and more vivid.

The wind howled for a long time, and finally extinguished the flames on his body, and he collapsed on the ground, unable to move. At this time, he found that none of the people around him, whether it was his son Feng Qianji, the goddess Jiu Geng, or his loyal ministers, eunuchs, and guards, stepped forward to save him.

He was desperately panting, his skin and flesh were burnt, his limbs were useless, and his young and beautiful skin was gone. He was like a puddle of rotten rotten meat that was stacked there, and no one wanted to pay attention to it.

Finally, one of the people around him moved, not someone else, but his own son, a son he had never looked at before.

"Thousand ...... Qianji ......, "Good guy, even his voice is useless, and he is as hoarse as sandpaper rubbing against the wall."

Feng Qianji casually pulled out a knife from the waist of a guard, walked towards the waste man step by step, slowly squatted down, and reached out to grab the collar of his dragon robe. (To be continued.) )