Chapter 271: Murder

Meng Yining looked coldly at King Yan Rong's retreating appearance.

Salib also looked back at him.

King Yan Rong wanted to find his concubine in her twenties, "Where did you hide my concubine?" ”

Meng Yining: "What can't be hidden, isn't this here?" ”

The soldier drove the woman out. She just wanted to run away, who wants to live with this Yanrong King for a lifetime, no, now she can't be called Yanrong King, if she is by Salibu's side, it is a good choice. The woman subdued slightly, and said to Salib Jiao: "The concubine has seen the king. ”

Meng Yining felt numb when she heard this voice, no wonder King Yanrong still remembered this woman before leaving. But Salib Yanrong didn't take this woman to heart in his eyes. He gave the woman a cold look and didn't say anything.

King Yan Rong said in a low voice, "Don't make trouble, come with me." ”

was taunted by the woman, "Why did you go with you?" She glanced at her, "I am still the princess of Yan Rong, so naturally I want to be with the new king." This woman is charming, not like Yanrong people, there is a tear mole in the corner of her eye, and her graceful and charming figure makes Meng Yining's throat dry when she looks at it.

Salib acted as if he hadn't seen it, and he really had no interest in these soft, boneless women. Or the kind of girl who kills decisively and has strong martial arts will leave traces on his heart. He waved his hand, and the soldiers pulled the woman down again.

Salib commanded in a low voice, "Prepare a chariot for the first king." ”

The white-haired old man saw that his concubine did not follow him, and wanted to walk out of this palace gate alone in the shadows. In less than a day, everything has changed.

He looked up at the majestic palace, and felt uncomfortable, but fortunately, he saved his life, and it was not a problem to make a comeback.

He glanced at Meng Yining and Salib coldly, his eyes were full of monstrous hatred. But in the girl's eyes, he felt that this person was like a mad dog, powerless.

The old man walked forward step by step, there was no palace guard beside him, he just wanted to leave this place quickly, go to the rescuers, go to kill back, and make them regret it!

Meng Yining stood beside Salib, "If you leave him, Yanrong will be in chaos." ”

Salib said in a deep voice: "I am not a perfidy, I have promised......"

"You didn't agree, I agreed, and I am the one who betrayed my promise, but I don't care." She laughed and looked up at Salib, "What do you say, Your Majesty?" ”

Salib was stunned, Meng Yining, who was very ruthless, was very similar to the girl in the fiery red dress when the two first met. There was a fire in her eyes, a burning hatred.

"Okay?"

"Do whatever you want." Salib raised his arm, and the soldiers turned their backs in unison, and no one looked at the old man who had left the throne, and no eyes were fixed on him.

Salib also turned his back and stood with his hands in his hands.

It seems that between heaven and earth, there is only the dusty girl and the faltering old man.

"Hiss-" Eating the snake out of the sheath, rainbow light.

The girl spun like an arrow and rushed out, and there was no other sound in the palace. The former King Yanrong looked back in a daze, and when he saw the girl flying up, he turned his head and was about to lift his pants and run away.

"Poof."

The girl's dagger sank into his back, blood poured open, and his mouth opened in disbelief, as if to rebuke the crowd for having no faith at all.

Meng Yining looked at him as he was all maggots, curled up on the ground, blood slowly flowing on the edge of her little white boots. Meng Yining rubbed his foot, "I can't imagine that you will still bleed?" I thought it was a black-hearted walking corpse. ”

He looked at the girl in front of him painfully, the hatred could spread into a monstrous fire as long as it was lightly ignited, "A dog with a human face and a beast's heart!" You are treacherous! ”

Meng Yining, "Yes, aren't you the best at unloading and killing donkeys with you?" ”

She spoke softly and briskly, like a bird singing. Meng Yining squatted beside him, "I changed my mind, I want to kill you and avenge my family." ”

"At the beginning...... At the beginning, what I did was to make the right decision...... Your family, the heart of the tiger and wolf......" he frowned, his whole body weak and painful.

"Yes, then you're going to pay for yourself!" Meng Yining patted his face gently, and the insulting action made the old man's eyes stain a scarlet. The girl asked in a low voice, "Do you regret it?" ”

"Let me go."

"If you kneel down and beg me, and give me three kowtows, maybe I will let you go." The girl grinned.

"Don't think! I am the king of Yanrong, why should I kneel for you! Blood came out of the old man's mouth, and he knew that he would die today, and he would not be able to escape.

"That's fine." She seemed to have expected this answer a long time ago, and she didn't get angry, "Now, I, Bai Qianqian, have come back from the snowy night of the day to destroy the door and come to take your life!" Come and avenge my Bai family! She grinned as the dagger slammed into his heart. The man whimpered and died.

The dignified King Yan Rong was pierced through the chest by a short sword. He thought about whether he would be poisoned by the leader, and whether he would die on the battlefield in the face of the soldiers of the other countries, but he never thought that he would die in the hands of the descendants of the Bai family.

Especially, this little-known woman.

In fact, it is not so much revenge, but for Salibu, for Gu Zi'an, if King Yanrong is still alive, I am afraid that everything will be careful in the future. It's better to get straight to the point.

Le Yi looked at the girl's body stained with blood.

He fell beside her.

"Huh?"

"It's dirty, let's change it."

Meng Yining nodded, she finally understood something in her heart. In the future, the troubled world saw that the people of Yanrong spread by word of mouth that it was Bai Qianqian who gave death to the king of Yanrong, which was a phoenix who escaped death, wearing a long dress dyed red with blood, and was reborn from the fire.

The girl looked at Salib calmly at this time, and gently subdued her body.

Since then, Yan Rong has changed dynasties.

Since then, Beiyang's power has extended to Yanrong.

How many years later, Meng Yining will think of this afternoon, and the endless pleasure contains a little desolation, like the wild wind blowing grass low, like an eagle singing and spreading its wings passing over her heart, she can't tell her mental activity at this time. She was only an eighteen-year-old girl at this time, and her heart was burning with blood and was unusually cold.

The girl smiled brightly and left the side of the corpse of the first king of Yan Rong. Le Yi put his arm around her shoulders, as if the two of them had never done anything.

Only Le Yi knew that she was crying.