caused her family to be ruined, and she was the one who wanted to keep up with it.

And you, Feng Mingxie, know my intentions and know my intentions but conceal them from beginning to end, about Wei Guogong, about the triage of the three divisions, about the Beirong ambush, Feng Mingxie is like an outsider who controls everything that lands and ends.

Including emotions and feelings.

Lu Yixing's anger was vented, her brain was dizzy, and she closed her eyes: "My father is ruined, and the Wei Mansion has collapsed, I don't know - why can you watch it with your eyes, just like this, just watch it with such a bright and unintentional heart?!" "Seeing that a loyal patriot can still live so comfortably because of your trumped-up charges, why-why standing by Lu Yixuan's side, you can be so, indifferent, she opened her eyes, finally straightened up and looked into his eyes, and asked word by word, "To this day, how much regret do you have for my Lu Yixuan?" ”

Harming the Duke of Wei to such a situation, Feng Mingxie cared for her only when he was ashamed, and all his courtesies and confessions became lies to cover up.

Lu Yixuan lowered her head, seeing her dust-covered robe and shoes, her arms were dripping with blood, and the pain in her knees was almost difficult to support her to stand so stubbornly, she suddenly hid her face as if she was about to cry: "If it weren't for you, my mother wouldn't die, my eldest brother wouldn't die, the third sister and the third sister would stay in Shengjing, and Hua Nu would still be able to return to Nanping, if it weren't for you...... I wouldn't do that many stupid things......"

She suddenly felt at a loss, what was it that she was hurting for him, and what did she accomplish when she came to the whirlpool from Nanping with sincerity.

It's all an illusion.

From the day he stepped into Shengjing City, Lu Yixuan had already lost everything.

Swearing has become ridiculous nonsense, Feng Mingxie, have you laughed at me, mocked me, have you felt a trace of guilt from the bottom of your heart in the dead of night.

However, he chose to hide it.

Along with the grudge of the monstrous sea of blood, it is concealed.

"Little prince, it's not that you're crazy, it's me who is crazy." She repeated.

Lu Yixuan's deep hatred made Feng Mingyi feel dazzling, he didn't have a word of argument from beginning to end, just his eyes fell on her fingertips with eagerness and worry, and the blood stains were already dripping down the cuffs, but she didn't realize it.

"Ah Yu, your injuries can't be delayed, can you follow me first?" His attitude was not tough, his voice was slightly hoarse, and his tone even had a pleading plea.

Lu Yixin must have endured countless hardships and endured thousands of pains.

The girl's back molars were lightly bitten, why could he still say such things so calmly now, she saw the imperial division of Beirong in Fengyang City, the man confessed to his collusion with foreigners to frame 80,000 soldiers of Wuhuaimen, he betrayed the marching formation of Wei Guogong, he is the traitor who committed the most heinous crime!

Lu Yixuan shook her head and was full of worries, the world was so big that she felt that the loneliness of having nowhere to settle down was like a tide, her eyes suddenly rushed to the right courtyard and jumped on the white horse, and she snatched the door with a whip and drank - no! She must not stay in Fengyang City!

Never!

Feng Mingxie knew that he couldn't stop her if he couldn't call back, so he simply jumped up and chased after her, the thousands of lights in the city on a spring night couldn't warm the cold heart, the grand silver tree was scattered with falling flowers, and the colorful finch feathers were like the streamer on the wings of a butterfly, and the soft words and amorous eyebrows made people fall into a dream without a trace, but Lu Yixuan just wanted to escape - escape from all the existence of Feng Mingxi.

The more tender and varied, the more self-deception.

The horses rushed out of the city one after the other, and no one dared to stop them.

The vast official road outside the city winds outside the mountain, the mountains in the distance are stacked and green, the lonely moon is cold, and the horse's hooves are flying under the night light, she can hear the shouts in her ears behind her, Feng Mingxie does not intend to let her leave the range of Fengyang, how- I am afraid that she will not be able to make all her evil deeds public!

Lu Yixuan was forced into a desperate situation and never shed blood without tears, she gritted her teeth and rolled down from the galloping horse, and the long whip was rolled up and hung up on Feng Mingxie's car and strangled it fiercely, oh - the horse was full of strength, if the little prince didn't have a clear eye and a quick hand to fall down immediately, I am afraid that he would have to break his neck like the horse, the dust was everywhere with the trembling neighing of the livestock, Lu Yixuan was strangled by the galloping horse, and the whole person twisted his arm and stabbed the head and broke the blood.

But she was not afraid and did not feel pain, so she bent her knees and raised her hand, and the horsewhip went straight towards the man.

Feng Mingxie didn't avoid it, snapped, blood stains appeared on his cheeks, the original pale was stained with a touch of red, and under the clear moonlight, it looked like a mandrill demon who had just eaten people.

Ha, cannibalism.

Is there still less people he eats!

"If you follow again, I'll kill you!" Lu Yixuan gasped and said viciously, all the wrongs of the Lu family should be counted on this man, she never cared whether he was seeking self-preservation and had a reason, what she couldn't forgive was that Feng Mingyi could sympathize with her but played with her like a monkey.

This kind of humiliation is undignified, and Lu Yixin is unbearable.

Feng Mingxie gently wiped away the blood stains on his cheeks, and the colorful feathers were stained with dust, but they still did not diminish his pupils: "The affairs of the Lu family, this king has nothing to say." Lu Henian's disgrace and reputation were shattered, and the Lu family's decline was caused by him.

Lu Yixuan was angry when she heard this, she wanted to stand up but her knees trembled, and the whole person fell to the ground, she had an old knee injury and couldn't get rest after several big moves, and now she was exhausted: "Feng Mingxie, you have never been afraid of gossip, why after so many years, you don't dare to tell me the truth." She didn't ask him to be honest with the Ninety-Five Emperor to rehabilitate the Lu family, but he actually used Lu Yixuan as a pawn to use her desire to erase all the evidence.

I didn't even dare to say a word of apology, a word of remorse, or even an involuntary explanation.

He seemed to take it for granted and rightfully so.

"Little prince," the girl gritted her teeth and whispered, "You owe the Lu family's life, and you have already paid it back." "Dongshikou Execution Ground, Feng Mingxie saved Lu Yixuan's life with Tianhuang Jade, look-she thought he was deeply affectionate, but she didn't want to be because of the torture of the old things, "I, Lu Yixuan and you, should not owe each other from now on!" ”

Feng Mingxie's astonishment seemed to have never been momentary, because her resoluteness was clearly written on that light and breezy face, he suddenly stepped forward, Lu Yixuan only saw the gold and silver weaving flowers come into view, brushing his face and ears, with the familiar fragrance of peach blossoms, the man was already standing in front of him, his figure was stretched by the moonlight, and he snapped-

The sound of blood dripping on the ground touched Lu Yixuan, and she gasped only to realize that Feng Mingxie was holding a sharp arrow in his hand, and the iron arrow grazed his palm, and the flesh and blood were blurred, if it wasn't for the timely reaction, Lu Yixuan didn't notice it at all under this rage, and he might have been pierced through his throat by this cold arrow!

The arrows made a clear sound on the ground.

And under the moon, there are more than a dozen figures standing upright, wrapped in beast fur, and the head of the wild fox in the mountains and forests covered half of his face.

Assassins of Beijon!

When did they lurk here, maybe—maybe the so-called Xiaoxiao in the mouth of the captain of the Fengyang City Gate Naluo was these Beirong thieves, maybe—maybe they were waiting for the Fengyang prince to break out of the city single-handedly, and he gave them a chance.

Lu Yixin gasped and didn't react, his shoulders were suddenly warm, it was Feng Mingxie who had already taken off his feather shirt with a light and small velvet and covered her body, the warmth could melt half of the body's arrogant bones, Lu Yixuan was in a dazed trance for a moment, as if he had returned to the Dongshikou execution ground that day, he also undressed her and asked carefully, is it cold - and then, the man strode forward and committed the heinous crime of robbing the law field.

Feng Mingxie made a decision every time he acted like this.

The man in black has quietly attacked him like a cheetah in the middle of the night, she can barely move because of a knee injury, and the plain streamer robe has blocked those swords and sword shadows for her, the man doesn't know when to pull out the soft sword at his waist, and the silver light "Qiang" cut off the beast pattern snake dagger in the assassin's hand, he leaned over and dodged the blade blow, the hilt of the sword backhand has smashed on the man's chest, and the strength was so strong that the assassin screamed and stumbled away, and in the next moment, the sound stopped abruptly, and the hot blood sprinkled on Feng Mingxi's robe seemed to add moonlight streamers, The man's heart had been picked out of his chest.

He didn't give him half a chance to live.

The wind and lightning are numb, and the smell of blood fills this wilderness, Feng Xiao Wang Ye is too little to do it himself, this is Lu Yixin will see Feng Yang Wang under the hands of ten steps to kill one person, he is not the Feng Xiao Wang Ye who is pampered in gold carvings and jade bricks, fine wine and delicacies, he is the murderous and bloodthirsty Yama King.

The man's moves were never half fancy, he liked to use the simplest and most lethal edges, but he never hesitated to take people's lives, but the fatigue and exhaustion were obvious, the instability of his breath made his body stagger, and the long-sleeved bare arms exposed in the moonlight saw blood flowing everywhere, not from those assassins but with new wounds.

Like the marks of being cut by a random knife, Lu Yixuan suddenly realized that the heavy smell of blood on Mr. Lan's body came from him at all.

He was badly wounded.

"Feng Ming Evil!" Lu Yixuan couldn't help but shout when she saw the cold light splitting the wind, the old knee bone injury recurred, and when she forcibly stood up, the sore bones seemed to be about to break inch by inch, she couldn't care so much about the figure of the man who was about to fall under the crook of his arm, and snatched the silver sword in his hand, and the blade of the blade had cut the throat of the assassin, and a large piece of blood sprayed on them.

The little rakshasa who came out of the sea of bones erased the blood, and the two of them rolled on the side of the road in a ball of exhaustion, and neither of them had more strength to fight.

Smack, smack, smack-

The applause of the early night came from not far away, and it seemed that someone couldn't help but applaud after watching the scene.