In the banquet hall, Feng Xuanming had a gloomy face, drew his sword, and slowly raised his hand.

Feng Xuanyu was as cold as frost, exuding a cruel cold, his cuffs shook, and Tie Chuan Yin held his hand.

Just when the two of them were fighting each other, and the stone light and shadow shimmered, the figures at the entrance of the banquet hall were crowded, and many secret guard killers suddenly poured in.

Lin Quan and the others were stunned, and they couldn't tell whether they were friends or foes? But the situation is critical, and there is no room for delay, and he pushes his palms hard and blocks them. However, the four of them were difficult to stop, and soon, some secret guards broke into the banquet hall, and their knives rose and fell, killing several civil officials who were powerless.

Naluo plundered his body and fought forward, so as to avoid the embarrassment of those courtiers panicking and evading, and one after another military attachés also started to participate in the battle. Zhi Jian has already struck with Jiang Taiwei's tricks, his palms are fierce, and his power is terrifying.

The personal guards in the banquet hall gathered together one after another, forming a human wall, uniting Emperor Entropy and protecting them from the attack of the assassins of the secret guards.

Feng Xuansheng raised his eyebrows, straightened up and wanted to move forward, Jiahui quickly made a move, and grabbed him: "Sheng'er..."

Dechun's sad gaze moved away from Concubine Ling, staring at the indignant Feng Xuansheng, and said concisely: "Go!" Be careful! ”

Feng Xuansheng's eyes were tenacious, he slammed his head hard, and flew forward, Jiahui raised his eyes and shouted, "Zhao Zimo!"

"Here!" There was a movement around her, the sound was not loud, but it rang in her ears, she suddenly turned around, Zhao Zimo's handsome face was impressive, she was slightly stunned, and said urgently: "Go and protect Sheng'er!"

Zhao Zimo froze for a moment, his eyes hesitated but nodded: "Yes!"

"Don't worry, I'll take care of myself." Jiahui waved her palm at him, quite powerfully.

Zhao Zimo didn't say a word, and instantly stepped forward, and the sword shadow slashed, protecting Feng Xuansheng's left and right.

In the banquet hall, the bloody wind and rain were torn apart.

Su Liruo stood aside, with swords and swords on the field, his eyes were far away, and he glanced closely at Feng Xuanyu who was fluttering in the shadow charm's clothes, with a worried face.

Seeing this, Night Shadow said in a low voice: "Miss Su, the sword has no eyes, so it is better to avoid it, so as not to hurt the girl and divide the prince's mind!"

"Good!" Su Liruo didn't insist on his opinion, retracted his gaze, and said softly: "You go to help, don't worry, I will be careful!"

Nightshade glanced at the chaos in the banquet hall, nodded helplessly, and walked forward.

Su Liruo turned around, slowly came to Concubine Ling's side, slowly squatted down, knelt down and held her cold palm, her sad eyes sank into sadness. Although she was afraid to face it, she still wanted to say goodbye to her motherly like her, Su Liruo looked at her as if she was sleeping quietly, as if she was just tired, relaxed and fell asleep, but the piercing red at the corners of her mouth reflected the cruel fact that she would never wake up. Su Liruo endured the grief in her heart and murmured silently: Niangniang, Ruo'er knows that you have a lot of worries that you can't rest assured, but you still try your best to sacrifice your life for love, I hope that in the next life, Niangniang can get a white head and live up to her lovesickness...

Emperor Entropy hugged Concubine Ling tightly in his arms, his eyes were frozen, and the pain in his eyes was filled with reluctance, as if he wanted to imprint her delicate and gentle cheeks into his heart, like the eternity of the moon.

Feng Xuanjing sobbed dejectedly, holding Concubine Ling's hanging fingertips with his backhand, and clutching them into the flesh of his palm, but he was unconscious. Maybe he still woke up from his shock, and in such an instant, the mother concubine was separated from him forever? Maybe he couldn't believe it, where did the weak mother get the strength to rush forward and resolutely block that palm for his father? But the heart-wrenching grief clearly ravaged every nerve of his heart: it turned out that the mother had already integrated love into her life, even if it was a moth to a fire!

"King Ling's Day mourns, let the mother go on the road with peace of mind!" Xi Yao touched Feng Xuanjing's shoulder, leaned over and said softly.

Feng Xuanjing suddenly raised his eyes and touched her deep eyes, which contained a strong warm current, just like the warmth of the scene when he had silently accompanied her.

Dechun sighed lightly, her eyes were red and moist, although they were of the same age, Concubine Ling was not a few years older than her, but Concubine Ling gave her a mother and friend, this special and deep feeling, no one can replace their status in each other's hearts. In this hypocritical and subtle deep palace, it is not only a woman's youth that is exhausted, but also a good human nature. But they firmly maintained their original and most innocent mentality, supporting each other all the way, and cherishing each other.

The corners of Dechun's mouth were filled with bitterness, tears blurred his eyes, and he whispered in pain: Concubine Ling, you don't care about it like this, and you are determined to go, leaving your father behind, and you will be alone in grief and loneliness. And in the future, I will never find a friend to confide in!

Seeing that Dechun was sad, Jiahui pulled out her handkerchief, her eyes were red, she wiped her tears for her eldest sister, and gently pulled her arm, burying her head and sobbing.

On the banquet hall.

Feng Xuanming has gradually lost his strength, the trick is empty, when a sound, the long sword fell out of his hand, he stumbled, almost fell, raised his head and covered his chest, the corners of his mouth slowly flowed blood, his eyes burst with resentment, and roared: "Feng Xuanyu, I don't share the sky with you, if you want to kill, you will kill!" Who wants your mercy? ”

Feng Xuanyu's deep eyes stared at his face distorted by frustration and grief, gently put away Tie Chuanyin, and said in a deep voice: "Originally, the mother and son paid off the debt, but in the end, you are just a poor person!"

Poor man! Feng Xuanming was like being hit by a stuffy stick, his face twitched, and he gritted his teeth and howled, like crying and complaining, and his voice was extremely poignant and terrifying. On the ground, he pushed his palm on the ground, the long sword swept into his hand, and he fought hard, piercing through the abdomen, and blood poured out. He said miserably: "Feng Xuanyu, I would rather die than have you pitied!"

Feng Xuanyu's heart was shocked, his eyes were faint, and he frowned and stared at his painful and hideous face, and he was in a trance for a while. In his memory, he always looked deep and cold, unpredictable, perhaps, his heart is more afraid of panic in the face of the truth and failure than anyone else. All his disguises were usurped by Duguchou's ruthless persecution and instilled hatred, and there was no way back.

Feng Xuanming dilated her pupils, looked up blankly, and fixed her eyes on Jiang Xueke, who had been standing beside her, she looked at each other coldly, pursed her lips, and clenched her hands, which showed the fierce hatred in her heart at this time.

Feng Xuanming looked at her indifferent eyes, squirmed his lips with difficulty, and whispered hoarsely: "Snow... Cher... Cher..."

Jiang Xueke squinted and stepped forward, but came to Feng Xuanyu's side, standing side by side, holding his chin upright, and staring coldly.

"Ming'er!" With a sudden cry, the figure swept by, and picked up Feng Xuanming, who fell to the ground and gasped, "Why are you so stupid?" ”

It was Captain Jiang who fought with Naraku!

He was grief-stricken, embraced Feng Xuanming, looked at his abdominal sword wound, drenched in blood, but weakly and stubbornly struggled to push him away, and his heart was sad and uncontrollable: it turned out that no matter how much he paid, it was not as good as Emperor Entropy's status in his heart, he usually tried his best to please, just to get Emperor Entropy's affirmation and attention, however, in Emperor Entropy's eyes, there were only other princes, and he had no fatherly love at all, especially, Wen Taowu's Feng Xuanyu won his heart even more.

Jiang Taiwei was in pain and grief, but he understood his unwillingness, so he endured the headache, bowed his head and said in a low voice with tears in his ears: "Ming'er doesn't have to be so alienated, what you think and think, Dad will complete it for you!" After that, he gently placed him on the ground and smiled bitterly.

Feng Xuanming gasped, his gaze was empty and tightly fixed on Jiang Xueke's face, and he muttered in a low voice, confused: "Snow... Snow... Son..."

Feng Xuanyu frowned, and finally couldn't bear to look away and looked at Jiang Xueke.

Jiang Xueke was slightly stunned, she seemed to understand what Feng Xuanyu meant, and unspeakable emotions surged in her heart: he actually asked her to go over! She bit her lip, sighed faintly, and was about to take a step, but the figure in front of her flashed, and a violent wind swept in. Her heart moved, and she struggled to pounce on Feng Xuanyu, with a thud, the pain of the back vertebrae ripping flesh spread all over her body, she only felt that the world was spinning, the fishy smell in her throat rushed to her mouth, she opened her mouth and spurted out a pool of blood, and collapsed in Feng Xuanyu's arms.

Jiang Taiwei saw that his daughter's body was protecting Feng Xuanyu, but he didn't have time to retract his palm, so he tried his best to fight to the death, and his desperate palm power hit Jiang Xueke's back like a surging force that overwhelmed the mountains and seas, shaking her five organs and six intestines, and her meridians were damaged. "Cher!" When the voice of sorrow and anguish sounded, it spread to every corner of the banquet hall.

Hearing the sound, Su Liruo's heart was in a trance, and she rushed over like an arrow off the string, and what came into her eyes was: Jiang Xueke fell into Feng Xuanyu's arms, the corners of her mouth oozing blood, her pale face, and her eyes looked up at Feng Xuanyu weakly and stubbornly.

Su Liruo couldn't see Feng Xuanyu's face clearly, but her heart sank little by little, until it hit a rocky tear, her steps staggered, she could barely stabilize her body, and she was shaking. A hand held her arm in time, stabilized her body, and a wisp of fragrance entered, Su Liruo raised her head in shock: It's actually my sister!

Su Xiru glanced at her trembling hands, and her voice was as cold and panicked as a night owl: "Jiang Xueke doesn't even want her life, how can you fight with her?"

Su Liruo's breath stagnated, and her words were like a strong wind blowing into her eyes, and they were instantly misty. She stared in a daze, through the hazy sight, looking at Jiang Xueke in Feng Xuanyu's arms, the pain in her heart at this moment was clearly presented, as if to remind her that the moment Jiang Xueke fell, she lost embarrassedly and fell to the bottom.

Captain Jiang bent his knees and knelt down, weeping bitterly and tears. How could he never have imagined that his daughter would not hesitate to lose her life for the sake of Feng Xuanyu? His sad and angry eyes slowly stared at Feng Xuanming, who was panting rapidly, and looked around at Jiang Xueke, who was dying, he smiled sadly, as terrifying as a ghost. Slowly raised his hand, roared suddenly, and slashed at the Tianling Gai with one palm, the sound of his skull shattering sounded, and he stared at the bulging eyeballs, and fell to the ground with a bang.

Feng Xuanming twitched violently, his ethereal pupils dilated the last trace of light, staring at Jiang Xueke, his mouth slightly open, his throat made a strange and chaotic hoarse sound, and he tilted his head for a moment, and he was lifeless.

Jiang Xueke's heart tingled, but she never looked back, her hands tightly clenched Feng Xuanyu's sleeves, staring at his face stupidly, panting weakly. A mouthful of blood poured out again, staining the neckline of her dress red.

The red blood pierced Feng Xuanyu's heart like a sharp blade, his deep face was extremely cold, and the gloomy owl's gaze swept over the gloom, and he quickly flicked his fingers to seal her acupuncture point so as not to pour blood and exhaust it.

Just as his fingers touched Jiang Xueke's acupuncture points, the corners of her mouth hooked up an unfathomable smile, and a faint moment was lost, and she could no longer support the raging pain that penetrated every inch of skin and every nerve. While she fainted, she sneered coldly in her heart: Feng Xuanyu, you and I are destined to be entangled in this life, and we will never die!

Su Liruo's face was like ashes, his mind turned a hundred times, and he moved his eyes suddenly, wanting to break free from the arms that were being clamped.

Su Xiru didn't allow her to escape, shackled her arm tightly, and said coldly: "If there is no way back, then take a good look at how the man who accompanied you to death has changed?" Cruelly leave you! ”

Su Li stared at her fixedly, her eyes were full of panic, grief, and despair, and the pain surging in her heart made her almost unable to breathe.

"If you lose so completely, don't you give up? Jiang Xueke fought for his life, but he was afraid that Feng Xuanyu would not be able to break free from this shackle for the rest of his life! Su Xiru smiled in confusion, like a quenched flower, blooming with a bewitching charm, but instantly killing people.

Su Liruo bit her lip stubbornly, the smell of blood filled her mouth in an instant, she struggled to shake off Su Xiru's hand, and turned around indifferently, but as if she had been hit on the head, she was shocked, and she was stunned.

Feng Xuanyu carried Jiang Xueke through the chaos of swords and swords and swords, leaving a vague back.

Disappointment tore at the depths of Su Liruo's heart like a poisonous snake, invaded the bone marrow, and ate the heartache.

"Liruo!" The figure in front of him flashed, and the voice was in his ears.

Su Liruo stabilized his mind and fixed his eyes to see that Li Moxiao rushed over with a happy face, and before Su Liruo could react, he held her hand with one hand, his eyes were obsessed.

"Sister Ruo!" Su Liruo was trying to break free from his palm, but saw Zhao Zijin walking over quickly, followed by an old man with gray hair but strong spirits.

"Zijin..."Su Liruo looked at her in surprise, incredulous: "Why are you here?"

Zhao Zijin was shocked by Li Mo Xiao holding her hand, his heart was bitter, and he smiled in a trance: "Zijin heard that if my sister is in the Moon Country, I will look for it all the way." I didn't expect to be able to see my sister today, it's so good! ”

Su Liruo saw that her smile was far-fetched, and she understood in her heart that she broke free of Li Moxiao's hand, held Zhao Zijin with her backhand, and said, "Zijin, how can you get involved in the adventure?" If something goes wrong, won't it make me feel at ease! As she spoke, she hurriedly said: "You take care of yourself, be careful with everything outside, I still have something to do today, and go first, if it is convenient for you, come to the palace of the king of Yi to find me in the future..."

"Wait!" The old man beside Zhao Zijin stepped forward, stopped her, looked at her with bright eyes, and asked with some doubts: "You are the baby who can compose music and music?"

This person is the Kunlun Divine Flute Bai Guansheng!

Su Liruo staggered and then took a step back, I don't know what he meant? A little dazed: "Li Ruo doesn't understand what the seniors said, but he needs to go home immediately at this time, if there is anything to do with the seniors, he will talk about it in detail in the future!"

"Liruo!"

"Sister Ruo!"

Su Liruo walked away quickly, and the calls of Li Moxiao and Zhao Zijin came from behind him. She didn't look back, she lifted the hem of her skirt and staggered past the chaotic scene, the flesh and blood in front of her were flying, and the corpses were everywhere, which was terrible.

Su Xiru waved his hand to stop them from catching up, and said in a low voice, "Let her go!"

"She's what you call the composer? Why let her go? Bai Guansheng glared and blew his beard dissatisfied.

"Seniors rest assured, she will return soon, and she will give as much music as the seniors want." Su Xiru's gaze disappeared at the door with her back, and her tone was firm.

Bai Guansheng snorted twice, put his hands behind his back, looked around at the fierce fighting scene, and said coldly: "Everyone is gone, what are you doing here?"

Li Moxiao sighed in frustration, his eyes gloomy.

"Let's go!" Su Xiru bowed slightly, but her eyes glanced at that indifferent, he exuded a strong sadness, her steps faltered, and she saw that the woman next to him was gently whispering to comfort him, the corners of her mouth flashed a wry smile, and she moved quickly, without stopping.

When the group walked through the banquet hall, Zhao Zijin was stunned, and then exclaimed in surprise: "Brother..."

Zhao Zimo, who was around the talisman Feng Xuansheng, turned his head suddenly, stared at him in a trance, and said in a trembling voice: "Zijin!"