"Snow warbler, don't blame me, you found your own death. (.la good-looking marshmallows" Keeping her will only hurt Xuanyuan Feather Marks, so why not kill them.)

"What are you going to do? You are crazy. As if she could see what Nangong Xinyao wanted to do, Xue Yingying was scared.

She took red incense, which could indeed make people's veins look like signs of poisoning, but it could also make her power disappear temporarily. If this Nangong Xinyao went crazy and raised her sword to kill her, she would definitely not be able to dodge.

"Yes, I'm crazy, but you forced it." You deceive people too much.

"You-"

Xue Yingying turned her head anxiously to look at Xue Tianjiao, but she saw Xue Tianjiao's lips moving lightly and talking to her. After the meeting, his brows were furrowed, and his heart was entangled. I don't know whether to hide, or to catch up.

Xue Tianjiao used lip language to ask her: Catch up. This is clearly to send her to death, and she wants to fight Xue Tianjiao angrily.

"Nangong Xinyao, why are you so ruthless, I didn't do anything wrong, why did you poison me." Snow Warbler repeated again, always saying that she had poisoned her.

"Poison, heh, if I could, I'd rather poison you with crane top red."

If the snow warbler had died earlier, Xuanyuan Feather Marks would not have been caught, and in that way, he would not have been tortured. As soon as he entered the palace gate, he was deep in the world, not to mention, there was no one in the world who didn't want to arrest him.

"You slut." I saw a man full of anger rush out.

"Marks." Hearing a familiar voice, she turned her head to look.

Not far away, a garment that had been beaten to pieces by the whipping hung over his body. The handsome cheeks of the past are gone, and he is like a beggar. The shocking scars on her body seemed to be sharp embroidery needles, piercing deep into her heart.

"Xue Tianjiao, you-why are you doing this to him." A surge of anger rose up.

"Slut, don't you want me to die? What else to pack. Xuanyuan Yuji smiled sarcastically, and his eyes were like a thousand years of ice.

"What are you talking about?" What she wants him to die.

What does that mean, and why do you say I want him dead? What the hell did you say?

Nangong Xinyao looked at the Blood Warbler with a cold face, only to see the Snow Warbler tear open her lips and smile. She really didn't guess wrong, what did the snow warbler say? Could it be that she is so hateful and looks like a bad person?

"Xue Yingying, I, Nangong Xinyao, have no grievances with you, why do you want to be like this." Stretching out his sword, he pointed at the snow warbler.

"Marks. [Fast update, refreshing website pages, few ads, no pop-ups, I like this kind of website the most, be sure to praise]" The snow warbler timidly walked to Xuanyuan Yuji's side.

"Slut, if you kill yourself, I will reward you with your whole corpse, if not, I will leave your bones gone."

The cold, bloodthirsty words came into Nangong Xinyao's ears. The sharp words made her keep backing and laugh in disbelief. Two coldness ran down the corner of her eyes, and these words made her uncomfortable and almost suffocated.

"Snow warbler, if you don't go to hell today, I will never give up." She suddenly raised her sword and ran frantically towards the snow warbler.

"Marks."

"Slut, you're obsessed." Xuanyuan Feather Clenched his teeth indifferently.

He quickly drew a sword from one of the guards, and for a split second, he heard 'Boom!' With a bang, the long sword passed through Nangong Xinyao's body from the heart. Her face turned pale, and tears kept rolling down.

In the imperial study of the palace, Mo Hao's heart ached for no reason, and sweat flowed from his forehead. Drunken as he sat up, a secret guard and Murphy anxiously pushed the door open, as if something was important.

"Brother Huang, it's not good, hurry-hurry." Murphy gasped nervously, but couldn't say a word for a long time.

"I said no one was allowed to come in."

Mo Hao still ignored it, but picked up the wine jug and continued to drink. Murphy took a big breath, stopping his beating heart and eyelids. However, even when her eyelids and heart stopped, she was still very uneasy.

"Brother Huang, Sister Yao is not dead, she has come to Yu Chen Kingdom." She didn't believe it at first, but it turned out to be true.

"What? Scold! Don't lie to me. Mo Hao smiled bitterly.

"Brother Huang, it's true."

She didn't know if it was true, but even Xue Tianjiao went, there must be a ghost in it. Now, Xuanyuan Feather Traces don't know where to go, if they are not there, then what should Nangong Xinyao do.

"Your Majesty, what the princess said is true." The dark guard also hurriedly spoke.

"Where is she, let's hurry up." Knowing that the dark guard wouldn't lie, Mo Hao hurriedly got up.

"Okay."

The three of them hurried to find Nangong Xinyao, and they didn't know if they could catch up. I just wish time would stop for them to be sure. Because Nangong Xinyao's 'death' has been decadent for a long time, I hope it is true, I hope she didn't die.

"Why, Xuanyuan Feather Marks, why do you treat me like this." She lowered her eyes and looked at the long sword, her eyes wide in disbelief, her head shaking like a rattle.

"You-" Looking at her expression, Xuanyuan Yuji was inexplicably scared.

He didn't mean it, but he didn't expect that she wouldn't dodge. Seeing her pick up the long sword, she thought she had the ability to dodge, but she didn't dodge. Xuanyuan Feather Marks looked at the sword in his hand with wide eyes and shook his head.

Purple blood flowed down her heart, and she didn't feel any pain, and her heart was broken and couldn't be put together.

"I-" Xuanyuan Feather Scar spat out a word again.

"Why, why is everyone doing this to me, why? Ahhh She raised her head to the sky and roared.

She sat on the ground, clenched into fists, trying to hold back tears. At this moment, the three thousand green silks turned snow-white from the root upwards, and a pair of black eyes instantly turned red. The slender hand took the sword, and then she drew it.

"Ten lives and ten lifetimes, the deity has been abandoned by people, hahaha! No one really treats me, no one. As if she had changed into a different person, she flew into the air, looking at everyone coldly and condescendingly.

"Master." A woman looked worriedly.

This person is the snake Ji, from the moment Nangong Xinyao's blood flowed down and poured into her body, she came out of the seal. She came out, but Nangong Xinyao has changed, she is like this thousands of years ago, the demon woman with resentment.

"Yao—"

"How so, how could she?" The Queen Mother ran over, looked at Nangong Xinyao in the sky, and stepped back in fear.

"Sister Yao, Sister Yao." Not far away, Murphy and Mo Hao rushed over, looked at the woman above, and retreated in fear.

The woman above, the wind gently blows her white hair, a big red dress ripples with the clouds, and a pair of bloody red eyes are like hellish death, which makes people avoid it. This woman is clearly the woman Murphy saw in the portrait of the mausoleum.

"Mo Yunhao, hehehe, you're here too." She smiled semerally, and the wound on her chest was gone.

"Ten lifetimes and ten lifetimes, the deity has not received any warmth, since you have treated me like this-" Her eyes were full of murder.

"Do you love your subjects very much? Then the deity will let them all lie at your feet. ”

One flew to the ground, reached out and grabbed the heads of the two guards, then lifted it up. The bodies of the two guards were separated from their heads, and their eyes fell to the ground with their eyes wide open. Nangong Xinyao looked at the human head in her hand and smiled lightly.

"The devil, she's the devil at all." The Queen Mother covered her mouth in fear.

"Hao." Xue Tianjiao was also scared, she didn't expect it to evolve into such a situation.

Xue Tianjiao's voice successfully attracted Nangong Xinyao's attention, and her red eyes saw that her murderous aura became more and more intense. Drew his long sword, flew out of the imperial city frantically, and killed people unscrupulously.

On the streets, the cries of pain continued, and the sounds of terror pierced the sky.

"Sister Yao, stop it, the people are innocent." Murphy, who was chasing after him, saw that the people kept running away and hurried to persuade him.

"You're not a good thing either." Nangong Xinyao turned her head coldly.

"Sister Yao, I'm Fei'er, don't you know me?" Murphy sat down on the ground with his feet limp.

I don't know, huh! Even if it turns to dust, I know it. I treat you well, and you all want my life.

From now on, she doesn't care about the wishes of others, since she is not happy, no one in the world should think about it. The long sword danced around, and the imperial city of Yuchen Kingdom instantly became devastated, and in the imperial city, there was nothing but wailing.

"Your Majesty Xuanyuan, say a word quickly, quickly." Murphy looked at Xuanyuan Feather Mark without saying a word, and hurriedly pulled his legs.

"Whoever it is, all die." Nangong Xinyao approached them step by step with bloodthirsty.

"Wronged, wronged."

The Queen Mother almost fainted, if she knew that things would develop to this point, then she would not let Xue Tianjiao do anything wrong. The people are innocent, there are corpses everywhere, and the century-old foundation of Yuchen will also be buried in their hands.

"Yao'er, you let them go, and I'll let you do it." Mo Hao couldn't bear it and looked at her in pain.

"Mo Yunhao, you killed the deity's child back then, how could the deity spare you."

She remembered it all, the events of a thousand years ago, Lan Xinmei, Mo Yunhao, she knew everything. It turned out that the poor woman she often dreamed of was her, who was burned to death by fire thousands of years ago for Mo Yunhao. Now for the sake of Xuanyuan Feather Trace, Xuanyuan has no trace back then, and she still has no good end.

"Yao'er." The child has always been his pain, but when did Mo Yunhao become him.

"A thousand years ago, you listened to Xiao Xue's words and burned the deity alive. A thousand years later, the deity met you again, and you still killed the deity's child for Xiao Xue. Mo Yunhao, the deity and you, I can't be even. ”

The deity, the millennium, Mo Yunhao, portrait, blue core -

Connecting everything together, Murphy's eyes widened as if he understood something, but how could this make people believe. Her imperial brother, her sister Yao, was a person who was reincarnated thousands of years ago. And this Sister Yao, I don't know what it is? How could an ordinary person fly and stop in mid-air.

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