Beitang Liyin cowered in fear, only to feel that the indifferent and somewhat impersonal Beitang Longting in front of him was very unfamiliar.

In her impression, Beitang Longting always looks kind and pleasant, and he looks cute.

As everyone knows, the Beitang Dragon Thunder twenty years ago was also a cold-faced god of war who galloped across the battlefield and fought vertically and horizontally. Only in the presence of his loved ones will he show his soft side.

Now, Beitang Liyin is no longer worthy of his love in the palm of his hand.

After Beitang Liyin figured out the reason for the change in Beitang Longting's attitude before and after, she had a plan in her mind, trying to influence him with the bits and pieces of the past.

She snorted her throat, as she did when she was a child, holding Beitang Longting's calloused hand tightly, and gently blew the old scar on his tiger's mouth, "Father, Yin'er doesn't dare anymore." Please, there is a way out for the sound. ”

"Since you are bent on survival, this king will give you a chance to live."

Beitang Long Ting said lightly, and a trace of fierceness flashed in his dark eyes.

Hokudo Rinne was unaware of this.

She cried with joy and kowtowed several times one after another, "Thank you for your father's grace not to kill." ”

"Thanks for what? You're welcome. ”

Beitang Longting said lightly: "Yin'er Xiaoxian, in order to congratulate this king on his birthday, he is dedicated to sending a 'bell' to this king, and this king is deeply relieved. If you really have filial piety and virtue, you will go to the bell tower and stay under the bell, and pray for the blessings of the people of Beili with devotion and piety, how about it? ”

Hearing this, Beitang Liyin was completely dumbfounded.

She sat slumped on the ground in a daze, wanting to cry without tears.

Feng Wuwu, who was leaning on Jun Mo Ran's arms and watching the "play" with cold eyes, saw the torture methods of Beitang Longting, and shivered coldly.

Before this, she never expected that Beitang Longting would have these bells and whistles of abusive methods.

Although, he really fulfilled Kitado Liyin's wish, and did not directly hurt her life.

But the other path he pointed out to Beitang Liyin was more terrible than death.

You must know that if ordinary people stay under the bell for several hours, they may have their eardrums congested and their ears deaf.

If you stay for a few days, there is a good chance that you will be shaken by the thunderous bell and bleed.

Generally speaking, those who are confined to the Brahma bell are bound to die a painful death under both physical and mental torture.

"Someone, drag the North Hall Liyin to the bottom of the Van Bell on the top floor of the Wude Bell Tower, and show the public!"

Beitang Long Ting gradually lost his patience, and ordered the trembling jailer with a cold expression, "Without the permission of this king, you must not release people without permission." Otherwise, shoot and kill. ”

"Yes."

The jailer responded respectfully, and in a blink of an eye, he dragged down the crying Hokudo Liyin.

"Father, didn't you say that you would love Yin'er forever? Why don't you forgive Yin'er for your wayward behavior? Feng Wuwu doesn't want to admit you at all, she's purely using you..."

The narrow and deep corridor was full of her hysterical roars, which could not be dispersed for a long time.

Beitang Long Tingwu sighed to himself: "If Niuniu is willing to use this king, this king will not suffer like this!" ”

Feng Wuwu plucked out his ears, and was yelled at by Beitang Liyin's sharp voice, which made him have a headache and brain fever.

She saw that Beitang Long Ting's face was gloomy, and asked casually, "Old man, have you considered continuing?" Seeing that you are alone, you can't rest assured. ”

"Not considered. This king has given all his love to your mother and daughter, and there is no room for a third person in his heart. Beitang Long Ting bluntly interrupted what Feng Wuwu said.

His words were high-spirited, and his face was solemn and unsmiling, making Feng Wuwu mistakenly think that what he said touched his scales and made him unhappy.

"Old man, I don't mean anything else. Ye is just a little relieved that you can't be relieved. Feng Wuwu said with a little apology.

"Niuniu's intentions, this king understands everything."

Beitang Longting responded with a smile, and the hand in his sleeve pinched the meat on his waist fiercely. Feeling the tingling pain coming from his lower back, he dared to be sure that he was not dreaming.

Just now, Feng Wuwu finally let go.

She admitted it herself, she couldn't rest assured of him!

Beitang Longting cried with joy.

After being betrayed by his cronies one after another, Feng Wuwu's words of concern made him feel warm.

Ao Che knew that what he had done had chilled Beitang Longting's heart, so he no longer struggled senselessly.

Seeing that Beitang Long Ting moved his gaze to his body, Ao Che knelt on the ground and said with righteousness and awe: "The guilty minister has the high hope of the king of Li, and the crime deserves death." He also asked King Li to give the guilty minister a death to correct all the people. ”

"You know that this king can't do anything to you, so why do you have to pretend?"

"The guilty man is ashamed and willing to die! I just hope that King Liwang can open the net, and don't add the blame to the cheap. ”

Before Ao Che finished speaking, a touch of tenderness suddenly flashed in the eyes of the yin owl.

He turned his head, looked at Jimo Zhikite who was leaning lightly on the iron window of the prison door, and said slowly: "Kite, live well, Mo Nian." ”

Feng Wuwu looked at Ao Che, who was still acting on the spot, and laughed: "Ao Che, are you really stupid, or are you used to pretending to be stupid?" What kind of person is Jimo Zhikite, you don't have any points in your heart? ”

"What do you mean?" Ao Che asked rhetorically.

At the beginning, he knew that Jimo Zhikite was quite scheming, and he also knew that the person she liked was Jun Mo Ran.

It's just that his feelings for Jimo Zhikite are not very pure, and naturally he doesn't care about some trivial things.

To put it bluntly, the combination of the two of them should be regarded as taking what they need, mutual benefit and win-win.

Feng Wuwu said leisurely: "Si Ming, take out the treasure brought by the Donglin Emperor." ”

Jimo Zhiyu's heart was alarmed, and his heartbeat was pounding.

She suddenly raised her eyes, staring at the swift Si Ming who came behind Feng Wuwu, and her thin red mouth moved slightly, "Isn't it the emperor's brother Teteto, who brought a letter to the palace?" Yinren has been close to the palace since he was a child, and he must be very reluctant to marry far away from the palace. ”

Si Ming looked at the self-talking Jimo Zhikite strangely, and secretly thought in his heart, Jimo Zhiji's face was really thicker than the copper wall.

Jimo Yinren didn't regard Jimo Zhikite as a sister at all, so how could he be reluctant to give up her?

Since the death of the Empress Dowager Helian, Jimo Yinren began to investigate the life history of Jimo Zhiyuan.

The already weak sister-brother friendship between the two of them disappeared the moment Jimo Yinren found out the truth.

Oh, Si Ming came back to his senses.

He took out the ebony gold jewelry box that he had been carrying tightly in his arms all the way, "After collecting evidence from many parties, it has now been confirmed that Jimo Zhikite is not the heir of the royal family in the east. In addition, when Jimo Zhikite was dripping blood with the emperor to test his relatives, he specially hid the Gu worms in the jade bowl dedicated to the family examination, and with the power of the Gu insects, the blood droplets that could not be fused were stirred into one place. This move involves the crime of defrauding the monarch, and the emperor has ordered a heavy punishment, and the edict will be delivered in the near future. ”

Jimo Zhikite shook his head, becoming more and more emotional, "Ridiculous! This palace is the eldest princess in the east, how can these evil side doors? ”

Feng Wuwu was noncommittal, and said unhurriedly: "As far as my master knows, the former Kunning Palace's Grand Administrator Zong Sheng Master Sect is mysterious, and he is very good at witchcraft techniques..."

When it comes to Zong Sheng, Jimo Zhikite is like a wild cat with fried hair, his face is hideous, and his tone is not good, "Princess Regent, don't want to spew blood!" You have been a wild seed that no one wants for more than ten years, and it doesn't mean that this palace is the same as you. ”

As soon as the words fell, Jimo Zhiyuan immediately realized that his words and deeds were inappropriate and regretted it.

She peeked at Jun Moran, who pursed her lips and said nothing, and was afraid that Fang Cai's rash move would ruin her beautiful image in Jun Moran's heart.

Jun Mo Ran noticed the sight of Jimo Zhikite and felt powerless.

Why do these women always like to stare at him?

Isn't his appearance fierce enough?

Jun Mo subconsciously bared his teeth, and suddenly felt that his actions were too childish, and he was annoyed.

What he didn't know was that since Jun Bairan's consciousness was integrated into his main consciousness, his original unsound main consciousness had also undergone some changes.

Jun Bairan's pure innocence has turned into the original intention of his main consciousness.

Feng Wuwu saw that Jimo Zhikite was looking at Jun Mo Dye affectionately, and the vinegar was overflowing.

She casually took the ebony jewelry box in Si Ming's hand, and then handed it to Jun Mo Ran, and said coquettishly: "Master has little strength, and he can't open the lid." ”

If it was before, Jun Mo Dye would definitely think she was pretentious and too pretentious.

Now, he feels that Feng's sudden weakness is particularly cute, playful and charming.

He looked at Feng Wuwu with doting eyes, and his bony hand gently knocked on the box, and the key on the box cracked in response, "The Gu worms in the box are fierce, Niuniu must be careful." ”

Feng Wuwu took the ebony box arrogantly, raised his eyebrows, and his sharp peach blossom eyes fell on the slightly pale face of Jimo Zhiyu, word by word, "Whether it is Donglin or Beili, anyone who uses witchcraft to bewitch people's hearts will be killed." ”

"What about the evidence?"

Under the pressure of Feng Wuwu's body, Jimo Zhiqi's momentum gradually weakened.

She involuntarily leaned towards Ao Che, hoping that Ao Che could come forward in time to bear the overwhelming challenges for her.

Feng Wuwu saw through Jimo's intention to stop the kite, and his slender jade fingers suddenly reached into the box, and crumpled the fat female Gu covered in thorns in the box with his bare hands into a fishy and smelly paste.

She handed her dirty hand to Jun Mo Ran, and Jun Mo Ran wiped her mucus palm for her, and Wan Er chuckled, "Mother Gu died, and the child Gu on Ao Che's body is afraid that he won't survive." ”

"You mean, Ben will be poisoned?"

A trace of pain flashed in Ao Che's deep eyes.

He knew that it was not easy to stop the kite, but he didn't expect her to use the witchcraft on him in a frenzy.

After the mother Gu was crushed by Feng Wuwu, in the blink of an eye, several small Gu with sharp tails poked their heads out of Ao Che's nostrils.

Feng Wuwu swept his eyes at Ao Che, who was constantly popping up in his nostrils, and said in a deep voice, "Come to think of it, your deep love doesn't start with sincerity. ”

Ao Che's face was sad, and he asked Jimo Zhikite in a cold voice, "Kite, what do you explain?" ”

(End of chapter)