Meng Yifeng laughed when he heard this:

"Brother Huang, the battle of the trapped beasts, why bother struggling again?"

Meng Qingcang pursed his lips and sighed silently.

He turned his head to look at the Queen Mother, who was calm and relaxed:

"Mother, do you insist on doing the same?"

The Queen Mother's closed eyes twitched and she didn't say a word.

Li Shixun was anxious:

"Your Majesty, go with the old minister!"

Li Xiangran's eyes were also red:

"Your Majesty! Listen to your advice! ”

Meng Qingcang ignored them, tiptoed, and took down a jade white whistle from behind the plaque in the main hall.

He put it to his lips and blew hard.

The crunch pierced through the hall and drifted far away.

The Queen Mother suddenly opened her eyes and looked over.

Meng Qingcang showed a resolute look:

"I've given you a chance!"

Meng Yifeng outside the door realized that something was wrong.

Directly ordered people to attack the gate of the Qilin Palace.

The Wenchen, who had lost confidence, seemed to have suddenly gained strength.

A momentum of desperate resistance burst out.

The Queen Mother suddenly got up and shouted at the palace gate:

"Feng'er, run!"

The sound of footsteps from all directions soon joined the struggle outside the hall.

The screams came and went, trembling people's hearts.

Meng Yifeng was also forced to participate in the war because of this.

He was a little incredulous, when did Meng Qingcang hide such an elite?

Meng Qingcang said lightly to the frightened Queen Mother:

"Before my father died, I told him that he didn't have many children, and he wanted me to do my best to forgive. I did my best. ”

The Queen Mother opened her mouth, but was finally speechless.

Li Shixun was not relieved.

He once knew too well that people who jumped over the wall in a hurry can do anything.

"Your Majesty, you'd better stay back, this palace won't last long."

Meng Qing's head was pale.

Sure enough, in just a quarter of an hour, the door was broken, and Meng Yifeng bore the brunt of it, at this moment his hair was scattered, and his eyes were full of bloodthirsty anger, like a hellish Shura, and he had long lost his Zhuo Zhuo demeanor.

The sharp sword in his hand was blazing with cold light, and the blood fell down the peak, as if it smashed into the hearts of everyone in the hall, making people suffocate.

Screams and shouts rang out one after another, and Meng Qingcang looked at him, one as still as water, and the other as cold as frost.

There was no extra nonsense, Meng Yifeng rushed straight to Meng Qing's door.

Li Shixun hurriedly covered it with his body, but was pushed away by Meng Qingcang, and he said lightly:

"If you are defeated, surrender."

Meng Yifeng raised his lips:

"Try it."

All eyes were on the two.

Meng Qingcang fought against Meng Yifeng with only a pair of fists, and he really suffered.

In the time when the two of them were back and forth, the people who entered the palace had completely quelled the rebellion.

The leader was Jing Yan, and he didn't let anyone help Meng Qingcang.

Because it seems that Meng Yifeng did not have the upper hand.

Half an hour passed, and Meng Yifeng, who was exhausted, knelt on one knee and kept panting.

He thought he knew Meng Qingcang well enough, but he didn't know that he had such profound martial arts.

"Grab it!"

After the words fell, Meng Qingcang threw the saber he had snatched from Meng Yifeng's hand to the ground.

Meng Yifeng finally realized that he had been completely defeated, and he took out the dagger from his arms, which was the only gift given to him by the previous emperor.

was beheaded for public display, he absolutely couldn't accept it!

But fortunately, his subordinates will inevitably let Nanyan accompany him!

But at the moment when the dagger was about to pierce into the chest, it was knocked to the ground with a snap of a hidden weapon.

Meng Yifeng turned his head in astonishment, and in the morning glow, Nanyan slowly walked in:

"You're welcome!"

PS：

Before the third year of junior high school, it should be one or two shifts, and after the year, make up for it, there are too many people in the family~