Chapter 40: Rescuing the Princess
A breeze blew, and the crimson peach blossoms fell on the shoulders of the phoenix's hair, like a rain of blood, crying for this stunning and poignant woman.
Huang Yu was in pain, her face became pale, she rolled her eyes vigorously, staring at the strange husband in front of her, her eyes were full of despair and desolation, but there was no hatred alone. How could Feng Qiao, who only wanted to compete for the throne, care about this?
Feng Qiao stroked Huang Yu's white cheeks, as if he was caressing his beloved woman, but there was no trace of pity in his eyes.
"Huang Yu is still pregnant with your child, the tiger poison is not a child, Feng Qiao, you just don't think about Huang Yu, do you think about the child! Burst! ”
Ye Lingya's green muscles burst out, and the feeling of weakness made him hate himself. He was so incompetent at a critical moment!
Feng Qiao turned his head to look at Ye Lingya, who was supporting his body with a sword, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a mocking smile, and said, "Child? Do you mean this wild seed in her belly? "The palm of his hand gently rubbed the lower abdomen of Huang Yu, and suddenly turned into a sharp claw and pressed it hard!" This wild species, whether it is mine or the adulterer of Yueguo is not certain! It's better to cut him off early now, and it's better to come to this world to hinder my eyes! ”
"Nope! No! ”
"Hmm! Burst! A mouthful of blood vomited out, staining Huang Yu's pale lips red, desolate and bewitching, and the viscous blood slowly dripped down the chin on the slightly bulging lower abdomen. Feng Qiao withdrew his hand in disgust, took out a white handkerchief from his sleeve and carefully wiped the white jade fingers, the look of disgust was very obvious, and the blood-stained white handkerchief was ruthlessly thrown to the ground.
Huang Yu's expression was painful, little by little she broke free from the control of the drug, her dark black eyes gradually flashed with blue light, she looked at the man with her back to her in disbelief, pain, despair, and hatred!
What Feng Xiyue said is all true, all true......
She tried to speak, but she couldn't even open her mouth, and the only thing she could control now was these eyes. The pain in her lower abdomen was like a flesh-ripping pain, and the warm blood slid down her thighs, staining the gold silk brocade shoes red, and finally completely separated from her, dripping on the black dirt. She felt this little life slowly dissipate in her womb and slowly die...... Huang Yu closed his eyes in pain, feeling the last bit of temperature in the child's womb. For a mother, nothing is more important than her own child, Feng Xiyue's child can survive, and she has to endure such a loss of a child. A newborn fetus was crushed to death alive in the womb, but she, as a mother, was powerless, and she couldn't even cry for the child!
It was none other than his own father who killed the child!
A child who was taken advantage of by his biological father,
A child who was suspected of bloodline by his own father,
A child who is not accepted by his biological father crushes the child in the womb with his own hands.
Hehehe, it's good to be dead, it's good to be dead.
Of course, Feng Qiao, who was facing away from Huang Yu, couldn't see the changes in Huang Yu, he only felt that something important was missing in his heart, he shook his head and swept away the sudden panic emotion.
"It can't be! I know Yu'er's personality best, and Wen Yu will not do such a thing, Feng Qiao, what you just killed is Qiuchen's own brother, your own flesh and blood! You are a cold-blooded and ruthless snake that will do whatever it takes to achieve your goals! ”
"Uh-huh, yes, I agree with this", Feng Qiao's eyebrows were slightly upturned, as if in the usual opinion of the same friend, ruthlessly chilling.
The man in front of him can already reverse black and white for the sake of profit, so it is useless to talk to him at this moment, it is better to save his strength and take Huang Yu back to heal. Ye Lingya's thumb and index finger circled in a semicircle and put it to his mouth, lifting the internal force, and with a whistle that pierced into the sky, the white horse hurried from the spring.
"Yu'er, don't be afraid, brother will take you home", Ye Lingya stood up tremblingly, but found that his hands and feet were paralyzed and he had no consciousness. He looked at his hands and feet in shock, and he couldn't even pick up his sword, "I'm ...... What's going on? ”
Feng Qiao looked at all this with a smile and didn't make any moves. "It's just that the cartilage is scattered, come on, take care of your brother, don't let him hurt himself"
A few men in black rushed out of the grass, "Brush, brush!" In the shadow of the sword and sword, the white horse was already covered in blood, and it raised its front hooves and kicked the countless black-clothed people around it, but how could the horse be flexible? A knife fell, and the big eye on the left side of the white horse was fiercely gouged out, and the flesh and blood flew for a while. It still did not forget its master's order, and ran frantically towards Yeling Cliff.
"White Horse, don't come here, go back quickly! Get back! Ye Lingya gave the order in a panic, and the whistle was unstable, which aroused the fighting spirit of the white horse.
A thick rope was thrown from the man in black on one side of the white horse to the man in black on the other side, and the two of them worked together in a low and fierce manner, and the rope instantly tightened, blocking the knees of the white horse. The white horse's eyes were bloody, and he couldn't see the road under his feet clearly, his front hooves stumbled straight on the rope, and the horse's head hit the ground just on the sharp raised stone, and with a crisp "click", the white horse twisted its neck, and a large stream of blood flowed out of the horse's mouth, and it tried to stand up, but it fell to the ground fiercely. The white horse was gasping for breath on the dirt, and the big eyes that could be seen clearly were still staring in the direction of his master, and that place close at hand was the end of his life. The white horse's breath gradually weakened, and the beautiful big eyes were straight open, and they did not close until death.
"White Horse...... Bai Ju ............", Ye Lingya's chest rose and fell, his eyes were completely red, and his anger and sadness eroded his reason. The one who died just now was not only a livestock, but also a friend who accompanied him to escape death countless times on the battlefield! The white horse has spirituality, he has long regarded it as a relative, and today he wants to bring it to Yu'er to see, who knows that it will suffer such a catastrophe!
The red-clothed man behind him was muscular, and a hammer pressed Ye Lingya's legs to death, making him kneel in the direction where Feng Qiao was standing, clasping Ye Lingya's wrists with both hands, twisting his arms into an incredible arc. In the feudal country, kneeling is the largest number of rituals, and the red-clothed man is doing this to force Ye Lingya to admit that he surrendered to Feng Qiao. Let a high-minded man bend his knees to others like this, this kind of insult is not as happy as death for Ye Lingya. So he gritted his teeth, preferring that his arm be broken rather than make a sound begging for mercy.
Ye Lingya lowered his head, his messy hair covered his inky black eyes like an abyss, the breeze was blowing, time seemed to stand still at this moment, no one knew what he was thinking, I saw the corner of his mouth hooked, and he laughed.
"What are you laughing at?" , Feng Qiao frowned, couldn't it be that Ye Lingya saw something? It's impossible, this kind of disguise technique, even he can't see the flaw, how can it be recognized?
"Where's Blackwing?!"
"Brush, brush!" Several black figures quickly pierced out from the six directions around, but they didn't startle a single peach blossom, and fell lightly around the Yeling Cliff like a fallen leaf. The leader had sharp eyes, bowed his head respectfully, clasped his hands into fists, and said, "Master"
Black Wing and the others only obeyed the orders of the Ye family, and they were extremely effective in acting against their masters' orders. Without the master's order, even if the master dies, they will not move.
When he saw Hei Yi and the others, Ye Lingya's heart completely fell, his eyes were sad, and he looked up at the woman covered in blood, that was really his sister!
"Save Huang Yu, and, kill Feng Qiao!"
"Yes!"
The men in black all took out the desperate weapons hidden in an inconspicuous place, and with light steps, they quickly ran towards the black-robed man who was standing leisurely, without making a sound, and it was their purpose to annihilate the enemy in an invisible and endless way.
The double-edged sword, the shadowless sword, and the blood thorn whip are each paired, facing each other, just to besiege the enemy on all sides. These weapons and martial arts were all arranged for them by Ye Lingya himself, and now they are going to kill Feng Qiao, heh, it's really ironic.
Feng Qiao looked at these black-clothed people, and hooked the corners of his mouth with satisfaction, he just caught the faceless characteristics of Hei Yi and the others, and sent someone to disguise them, as long as the martial arts were the same as Hei Yi, one pretended to be accurate. Especially the sharp eyes and the delicate weapons are very similar, Sui Mo's arrangement is really good, and he has to be rewarded well when he goes back.
Feng Qiao narrowed a pair of Danfeng eyes, and the ring on his hand was about to move, since he wanted to act, then he would do the play completely.
The wind blew and rolled up the crimson peach blossoms in the sky.
The sword aura struck people, and the heavens and the earth were full of desolation and murderous intent.
Black Wing drew his sword with his backhand, holding it flat on his chest, and his eyes never left Feng Qiao's hand.
He knew it was a terrible hand!
Feng Qiao's hand stretched out, and there were already several poisonous needles in his hand! A needle seals the throat, and there is no false cold poisonous needle!
Hess whips up and messes up the poisonous needles that emit a faint blue light, helping his companions break through the poison barrier.
Hale's iron sword swung out in the wind, and a cold black light went straight to Feng Qiao's throat. The sword has not yet arrived,
Sen Han's sword qi has stabbed the east wind!
Feng Qiao slipped back seven feet, and a tree trunk was attached to his back.
Hale's iron sword has changed its moves, and it has stabbed straight out.
Feng Qiao had no way to retreat, his steps were hurried, and with the help of friction, his body was light, and he suddenly floated up along the trunk of the tree.
Kurogo burst out of the tree, let out a long roar, and flew down to the ground, and the iron sword turned into a flying rainbow.
His man and the sword have become one. The compelling sword aura destroyed the peach blossoms on the branches.
It's a terrible sight! It's also gorgeous!
Feng Qiao's arms shook, and the sword qi flying rainbow had already swept away, falling with the peach blossoms.
Hei Wu flipped upside down in the air, and a sword Changhong suddenly turned into countless lights and shadows, and sprinkled it on Feng Qiao's head. The power of this sword is enough to shatter people's souls!
Feng Qiao was within a radius of three zhang, but he was already shrouded in sword qi, and no matter what direction he dodged, it seemed that he couldn't dodge. Hei Wu entangled Feng Qiao, and Hei Yi and the others took the opportunity to retreat and rushed towards Huang Yu.
Just listen to the sound of "ding", and the sparks splash everywhere.
The ring in Feng Qiao's hand suddenly burst out with countless golden threads that flashed with fierce cold light, and he met the sword edge impartially. At this moment, the sword qi in the sky suddenly disappeared without a trace, but the peach blossoms like blood rain had not yet fallen, Feng Qi Ao stood in the blood rain, and the ring on his finger flashed with golden light.