For a while, the grass and trees flew up, the black hair danced wildly, the thorn falling sword shadow in Ye Lingya's hand flew up, and the white sword qi spread out with the dance, and if he got a little closer, he was seriously injured. However, the white fan in Feng Qiao's hand blocked Ye Lingya's attack like an iron wall, and Sen Ran's fan cold qi shrouded the two of them as soon as it was used. Under the shadow halo of the sword fan, there were two figures flying up and down. The guards lying in the grass were injured by this sword qi and died silently.

The red ink-colored robe flew up and down like a black butterfly, bringing up bursts of fierce and biting fans, like flowers blooming on the other side of the Huangquan Road, bewitching and highly poisonous. Watching Feng Qiao's fight can be said to be a visual feast, it is martial arts and dance, it seems to be gentle, but it is actually deadly.

"Bump!" , With a loud bang, a large stone was shattered by the sword qi, and a piece of gravel jumped away, and the two quickly turned around to dodge, opening up the distance of the fight.

"Poof!" , A mouthful of blood spurted out, and Ye Lingya covered his chest and raised his sword to fight again. He didn't expect that this prince, who had lived in the deep palace for a long time, would be on par with him in martial arts, or even better than him!

"Ye Ling Cliff, instead of dying in a meaningless battle here, it is better to submit to me, and I will ensure that you enjoy endless glory and wealth"

"Shut up! You forced my father to death, killed my father's revenge, and did not repay you as a gentleman! ”

"Feng Qiao, let's live and die!"

The Jing Luo sword rose again, and the sword shook the sky.

"Click", Feng Qiao put away the folding fan, but did not take out any weapons.

Feng Qiao shook his head and squinted at Ye Lingya, "Tut-tut, a reckless man is a reckless man, and he knows how to fight and kill all day long." Ye Lingya, let's see who this is first."

"Pap, papa, pap", a carriage hidden in the peach blossom forest slowly drove out, the red sandalwood is the wall, the Su brocade is the top, and there are many glass beads like water droplets hanging low all around, crystal clear and luxurious. Under the glass beads, a delicate and bewitching blood-red flower hangs underneath. As everyone knows, the biggest symbol of the killing gate in the world is the flower on the other side! can kill people invisibly, if they are targeted, even the palace nobles will not escape death. No one knows where the Lair of the Killgate is, only that they are hiding in all corners of the world, waiting to deal a fatal blow to their enemies.

Everyone in the Killing Sect only serves one master, and their temperament is extremely arrogant, and now Feng Qiao can order them, is it ......

A familiar gardenia mixed with the cold fragrance of white magnolia gushed out from the carriage, Ye Lingya hurriedly withdrew his momentum, and Jing Luojian let out a forbearant tiger roar, and his chest was numb.

Ye Lingya looked at Feng Qiao in shock, the man in front of him was hiding too much, like seeing flowers in a fog, unable to see through or guess.

"Yu'er, come", Feng Qiao handed his hand to the carriage bead curtain, waiting for the beauty's Rouyi.

A soft, white hand stretched out from inside the carriage and rested on the palm of Feng Qiao's waiting hand. The blue bracelet on the woman's white arm exudes a soft light, and it is priceless at a glance. A trace of disgust flashed in Feng Qiao's eyes, and he quickly hid it.

This bracelet is one of the dowries that Ye Lingya arranged for his sister, and a bracelet can be worth a city, and he will not admit his mistake.

Ye Lingya clenched the Jingluo Sword in his hand, and there was a trace of panic in his heart. This must be Feng Qiao's scam, this woman is not Huang Yu!

"Bang la la la", with the woman's movements, a sound of chains colliding sounded. A pair of gilded shoes decorated with precious stones stretched out from the carriage, and when he looked up, the slender ankles were locked with a golden black iron ring as thick as a finger, and the circle was inlaid with dense bone needles, and the white ankles were ground by the bone needles to flesh and blood, and every step was torture.

The heavy dark iron made the woman's movements very slow, and every step walked on Ye Lingya's heart, stinging his heart, and he turned his head and couldn't bear to look at it again.

"Yu'er, my brother doesn't seem to like to see you, what can I do?" , Feng Qiao whispered to Huang Yu, but this was for Ye Lingya.

"This is not Yu'er, Feng Qiao, don't pretend anymore!" , Ye Lingya shouted irritably.

"Brother"

The gentle voice caressed Ye Lingya's heart like a feather, this voice was extremely familiar, he had listened to it for nearly twenty years, how could he admit his mistake?

Ten fingers, held tightly in Feng Qiao's hands,

"Huang Yu" is dressed in a white gauze dress, her slender waist is gently held by a light blue soft yarn of Jicui Mountain, she is dressed in a white dress, the corners of the skirt are flying, the rusty butterfly is dark, a green silk is slightly raised with a butterfly tassel, the long hair hangs down to the ankles, the green silk dances with the wind, emitting a fragrance, attracting butterflies to linger, and has a fairy-like temperament. The butterfly carved from the pearl in the forehead overnight, exuding a faint light, the eyebrows are lightly swept, the face is not powdered, but it still can't hide the stunning face, a crystal necklace around the neck, more and more called the collarbone clear, and the Tianshui jasper bracelet on the wrist is lined with snow skin.

Not to mention Ye Lingya, it was Feng Qiao who saw "Phoenix Feather" for the first time, and he was also amazed. I didn't expect Xiao Huan's disguise technique to be so powerful, if he hadn't known in advance that this "Phoenix Feather" was pretending to be Feng Xiyue, he would probably have been deceived by the person in front of him.

"Yu'er?" , Ye Lingya asked tentatively.

"Brother", the voice is gentle like water, the beautiful eyes are flowing, but with the coldness of talking, it seems to be able to see through everything, the woman's expression is very inconsistent with her voice, and the whole person is like a puppet being manipulated.

"Heh, Feng Qiao, this is not Huang Yu, how could I not know my sister?"

"Oh? Is it? In that case, how about my brother slashing this woman pretending to be Yu'er with one sword? If there are two phoenix feathers in this world, it will be an eyesore to look at, right? Feng Qiao didn't smile, his fingers pinched the cheeks of "Phoenix Feather", and with great force, his fair cheeks were pinched out of red blood marks.

"Phoenix Feather" was like a pale butterfly that had lost its breath in the dark, with an indifferent expression and no resistance. Suddenly, a smile curled up at the corner of her mouth, as ethereal and brilliant as fireworks, and fleeting.

"Feng Qiao, stop!" , Ye Lingya stepped forward violently, wanting to snatch the woman back, but was easily dodged by Feng Qiao, "Bang la", the dark iron ring on the woman's feet trembled, hooking out pieces of bone blood. "Hmm", a flash of pain flashed in the woman's eyes, and soon turned into a sluggishness.

"Ye Ling Ya, you take a step forward, I will let Huang Yu take two steps back, if you want Huang Yu to lose his feet, just come", Feng Qiao held Huang Yu's slender waist, the corners of his mouth rose, threatening Ye Ling Ya.

The woman was stimulated by the pain and was slightly sober, tears flowed from her inky eyes, she looked at Ye Lingya painfully, her lips trembled slightly, as if she was saying something, the voice was too small, the distance was too far, Ye Lingya couldn't hear clearly, but the sad and painful look made his heart tremble.

It's a pity that Feng Qiao didn't notice all this.

"Ye Lingya, let me ask you again, do you want to be obedient to me?"

The woman shook her head slightly, her eyes full of begging, "No...... Don't ......", his lips opened slightly, just this one word, even if he couldn't hear it clearly, Ye Lingya could see it clearly.

How so? Is this woman a phoenix?! Ye Ling Cliff was a little shaken.

Feng Qiao felt the woman's struggle, lifted her small chin with two fingers, and the pear blossoms falling rain with a small face were really distressing. Feng Xiyue, you really cooperate with me.

But for some reason, when he saw such a "phoenix feather", he felt a sharp pain in his heart, if this woman was really a phoenix feather...... No, no, no, Feng Qiao closed her eyes, she wouldn't be and couldn't be.

Feng Qiao turned the face of "Phoenix Feather" in disgust, unwilling to look at it again, this woman used the appearance of his most beloved woman, it was really disgusting.

Ye Ling Cliff was now a little shaken, and only one final blow was needed to achieve the goal. "It seems that my brother doesn't cry when he sees the coffin", Feng Qiao looked at the forbearant man in front of him, like a trapped beast in a cage, the corners of Feng Qiao's mouth rose, "Come on, bring the shelf up!" ”

The three arms of the red stab flower walked out from behind the carriage, the three of them have strong and powerful arms, muscular, they are the "muscle killers" specially trained with drugs in the killing door, the hands can be pinned iron, the shoulders can resist the car, and the strength is extremely great.

Two of them carried a heavy iron shelf, the black and gloomy shelf smelled of blood, and it turned out to be the nail skeleton of the prisoner in the prison! Another man held a python whip the thickness of a black baby's arm, dragging a heavy whip mark on the ground.

"Bang la", Feng Qiao shook the woman in his hand and threw it into the hands of the sturdy man holding the python whip. "Tie her up"

"Yes," the three replied respectfully.

"Feng Qiao, what do you want to do!" , Saying that, Ye Ling Cliff ran towards "Phoenix Feather" like a gust of wind

"Bump!" , white fan out, a huge crack cut the land in front of the foot of Ye Ling Cliff, only an inch away.

"Stop, you just have to watch, if you dare to take another step forward, be careful that you become the first one-legged general of the feudal country from now on"

Ye Lingya had been hit hard just now, and now he was hit by a sharp fan, and he stood still leaning on his sword. If his eyes could kill, Feng Qiao would have been slashed thousands of times by Ye Lingya.

"Phoenix Feather" looked cold and sluggish, was roughly tied to the black iron frame by the red brake, the two white arms were raised above the head, the rough thorn strips pierced the delicate skin, and flowed down the arms to the white clothes, the white clothes were dyed with blood and beautiful, like a dying butterfly, which made people feel distressed. Her waist was tightly tied to the shelf, her slightly bulging lower abdomen was squeezed by thorns, and the spikes pierced into her abdomen, mercilessly crushing the newly formed fetus in her womb. Huang Yu lifted his feet off the ground, his toes touching the ground slightly, and only supported his body with the strength of his wrists and waist.

Feng Qiao picked up the chin of "Phoenix Feather" with a folding fan, hooked the corners of his mouth and said the words that made her feel like an ice cave. Not only for her to listen, but for him to listen.

"Yu'er, do you know why I love you so much? Hehehe, because you are so deceitful, you are very affectionate to me, you can't let go of me, although you are indifferent on the surface, in fact, you have always had me in your heart, haven't you? Therefore, I can't live up to your liking for me, I want to make good use of it, and use you to get the support of the Prime Minister's government. Since you like me so much, you should help me ascend to the throne."

A line of tears flowed down Feng Qiao's palm, and the warm tears were biting cold, leaving a trace on the back of his hand, and finally fell mercilessly into the soil.