"I don't know what you want those things for, but not everyone is lucky if you go against your destiny, you know?" Nanfeng Yu suddenly stared at Mo Xiaoyi very seriously, but Mo Xiaoyi was stunned by his words. Suddenly, he sneered.

"Destiny? Even if the destiny of heaven is like this, even if people are not as good as heaven, I still believe that man will win the sky! Mo Xiaoyi's words also made Nanfeng Yu stunned, looking at Mo Xiaoyi's determined eyes, he couldn't help laughing.

"Girl, do you believe in divination?"

"Don't tell me you're going to pinch your fingers." Mo Xiaoyi glanced at Nanfeng Yu.

"I said that King Ning would lose this battle and that his father and son were both worried about their lives, do you believe it?" Nan Fengyu looked at her and said seriously.

"What did you say?" Nanfeng Yu's words smashed into Mo Xiaoyi's heart like a heavy stone, stirring up layer after layer of huge waves.

"Girl, don't believe it, this world is destined to be divided into a thousand years, and a thousand years to be united. And today, after 989 years of separation, it is only 11 years away from unification, and the two emperor stars that are competing for the world this time are Gongsun Jiuye and Zuoqiu Wenfeng, but they are doomed, Gongsun Jiuye is the losing side. Nanfeng Yuyue said, the aura around Mo Xiaoyi became colder and colder, and the light in the lilac eyes became more and more cold. Nanfeng Jade couldn't help but take a step back.

"However, the Emperor Star of Zuoqiu is gradually disappearing." It's not related to that legend. In the latter sentence, Nanfeng Yu said it to himself from the bottom of his heart.

"I don't believe in destiny." Mo Xiaoyi sneered disdainfully.

Nanfeng Yu's attitude towards her was just a shrug of indifference. stepped forward, and Nanfeng Yu playfully hooked Mo Xiaoyi's small nose.

"Girl, don't be too persistent in everything." As expected, Nanfeng Yu really received a roll of the eyes from Mo Xiaoyi. However, he didn't care, there were some things that he couldn't tell her yet.

"Pretending to be a ghost! Get lost! Mo Xiaoyi coldly gave the order to evict the guest. Nanfeng Yu didn't linger much, and kept his usual chic and uninhibited posture and turned to leave.

Although this man always made Mo Xiaoyi feel at ease from time to time, she was not sure if he was him.

Qianzimo walked on the street with a heavy heart, looking at the people coming and going, her mood was not only not good, but even more dull.

In the end, these ancients attached too much importance to the so-called loyalty, or were they forced by loyalty. Just like Gongsun Jiuye, he is not in good health but wants to protect those who are able-bodied, and those who are able-bodied also regard his ability as a kind of faith, isn't this a kind of forced helplessness!

Qianzimo wanted to go around and go back to the palace, but today's street was extremely lively, and the crowd was so crowded that it was not enough to describe it, so she had to take a shortcut.

"Presumptuous! Dare to stand in the way of this son! You don't want to live anymore? "Inside a secluded alley. A group of black-clothed masked people with five big and three thick swords in their hands surrounded a small black-clothed bun holding two strings of sugar gourds, the bright sword reflected the cold light, and at the same time reflected the miserable white but handsome little face of the black-clothed bun.

"Die!" The man in the lead held a sharp sword and stabbed the frightened little black-clothed bun. The man behind Xiao Baozi was covered in blood, his face was pale and lying on the ground, watching the sword stabbing at the boy, he still stood up and struggled to block the sword, but he had already lost much strength, and was kicked by another man in black and hit the wall on the side.

"Help!" The little boy glanced at the man lying in the corner, and he crouched on the ground with his head in his hands, shouting loudly.

A call spread throughout the alley. The man in black stabbed the second sword at him, and the boy in black looked at the sword that stabbed his heart, he was powerless to resist, so he could only hold the sugar gourd in his hand tightly and look at the sword that stabbed his heart.

Is he going to die this time? Suddenly, a gust of wind swept across his young cheeks, and the pain he had thought was not only gone, but also the screams of those men in black were heard, and he looked up. It turned out to be her!

Qian Zimo didn't pay much attention to the cry for help here, but when she heard the familiar voice, she rushed over to see that the victim turned out to be her son who was sent by God for nothing!

Before the man in black could react, the sword in his hand was crooked by a small dagger.

Gongsun Wuwu stood up, looked at Qianzimo who was blocking the enemy in front of him, and saw that she was in good shape, ruthless, and strange ways of playing fatally and unexpectedly, Gongsun Wuwu unconsciously learned behind Qianzimo.

Soon, the last man in black was also cut off by Qian Zimo, and she came over to hug Gongsun Wuwu.

"Are you alright? Didn't I tell you not to go out! What about Longyang! Three questions were thrown out in a row, and Gongsun Wuwu didn't know how to answer, so he could only point to the corner of the wall on the side, and look in the direction he pointed, where else did Qianzimo not understand.

"Let's go, it's okay. In the future, you are not allowed to go out without my permission! Look at you. Qianzi Mo hated that iron was not steel, and pinched Gongsun Wuwu's shoulder, but Gongsun Wuwu took a breath of cold air.

"Tap! Hurt. Gongsun Wuwu muttered with a frown. Those big deep eyes were filled with tears.

Qian Zimo immediately lifted his small cloak, and when he saw it, he was actually slashed on the shoulder, although the wound was not deep, but half of his shoulder was stained red.

Just as she was hesitating about how to bring the seriously injured Long Yang back, a pair of officers and soldiers were walking towards them menacingly.

"Grab it!" The first sentence of the officers and soldiers at the head is to arrest her! Qian Zimo couldn't help laughing. This bloody plot!

"I'm Princess Ning, dare you arrest it! The concubine was assassinated, and the prince of my Ning Wangfu was stabbed, blocking the way of the concubine, if my son is seriously injured and dies, the concubine wants you to be buried with you! Qian Zimo had to admit that with such a lofty identity, no one dared not buy it. Sure enough, without saying a word, those officers and soldiers carried Long Yang, who was pointed at by Qianzimo, back to the palace.

Less than an hour after they returned home, Qianzi Mo treated Gongsun Wuwu's wounds and asked Qingqing to take care of him, and heard the news that the emperor had sent a eunuch to inquire, and Princess Xuan and Yang Guifei also came.

At the same time, the news of the assassination of Princess Ning and the prince also spread throughout Kyoto, and for a while, people who came to visit and various precious tonic medicines were continuously sent to King Ning's mansion.

Qian Zimo met with Yang Guifei and Princess Xuan in the hall, as well as the wives who came to condole.