Pian Zheng's face was pale, but his eyes were awe-inspiring.

"Mo Dongqing, do you know why you killed me, but I came to this Dongyuan Dynasty with you?"

Mo Dongqing was still vigilant, but his eyes had already looked at the pity, and he smiled coldly.

"Could it be that you still want to argue with me about something?"

Pian Zheng smiled sarcastically: "Why argue? You and I have lived in this dynasty for decades, plus the original age, I am afraid that it is also half a hundred people, do you live again and don't know why you came to the same place with me? ”

Mo Dongqing squinted slightly, but his gaze was calm.

"If you want to escape, you must be afraid of death." Pian Zheng snorted, but he was sure: "You must have died in modern times!" So, you can't go back. ”

"How am I, have you forgotten, are you also dead?"

Mo Dongqing's elegant smile was as clear as a ghost, "I'm standing where I am, but I'm with you." ”

The pityan stopped talking.

Mo Dongqing smiled strangely, "I stripped off your clothes little by little, washed your body for you, and treated you like I treated them, your body is beautiful." ”

Feng Yin narrowed his eyes, but his gaze became colder and colder.

"I used to only touch the man's corpse with my hands, but only you, before I died, my eyes were so good-looking." Mo Dongqing laughed and raised his eyes to look at Feng Yin, "She is not as beautiful as she used to be, I have cut off those eyeballs and collected them." ”

"Perverted." Pian Zheng smiled coldly, "I can't go back, even then I'm not afraid of death, but you're different." ”

"You killed so many people and went to hell, aren't you afraid that they will eat you all alive?"

Pity Zheng hooked his lips and smiled, "Can you cross over, aren't you afraid of ghosts and gods?" ”

Mo Dongqing's eyes were cold, "Are you really not afraid?" ”

As soon as the words fell, his neck stabbed in an instant, and the knife had already entered his neck.

"I understand now."

Pian Zheng breathed slightly, endured the pain in her neck, and her eyes burned like fire.

"Heaven wants people to know, and no one will go unpunished! I'm going to catch you wherever you are...... I can't live in peace in this life! ”

"Ruan Lianzheng!"

Mo Dongqing's anger grew cold, he moved his gaze to Feng Yin, and smiled jokingly.

"Wei Fengyin, can you see the carriage behind you?"

Feng Yin's eyes were calm, and he glanced lightly and nodded.

"Go and drag down Tian Lan's corpse in that carriage, cut off her head and limbs, and divide the body for me to see."

Mo Dongqing smiled ghostly, raised his eyebrows and said, "Otherwise, I will cut off Ruan Lianzheng's head." ”

The wind pressed down on the peak of his eyebrows, and he glanced gently at the bottom of the cliff, "If I do, can you let her go?" ”

"No, but if you don't, I'll kill her."

The wind was holding its breath slightly, and the sound of horses' hooves could already be heard in his ears under the mountain road.

He could hear it, and Mo Dongqing could naturally hear it too.

"Quick!"

With just one word, a deep blood mark had been pressed out of the throat of the pian.

There was a dead silence in the air, and the peak of the wind was extremely low, and the wind and rain were about to come.

In just a moment, Feng Yin lowered his head, gathered his eyebrows, turned around and neatly dragged the corpse out of the carriage.

As soon as the corpse was dragged out, I heard a 'poof' sound, and a dagger was thrown on the ground.

"Pick up the knife and cut off the head."

The wind did not say a word, and it did as it was.

Pian Zheng glanced at the clothes that were already stained with Tian Lan's blood, and his eyes were hot.

The blood on his hands, such a swallowing of anger, is just for her.

Feng Yin bowed his head and was silent, and pressed down with a knife, which separated the head from the body, leaving only the layer of skin.

Immediately, Feng Yin raised his eyes slightly, and the blood beads on the knife fell to the ground one by one, just as he met her gaze.

"Mo Dongqing." Pity Zheng suddenly called out to him shallowly.

Mo Dongqing frowned, and before he could react, he grabbed his hand violently, stepped on the top of his foot, and slammed his head into his chin.

Without waiting for Mo Dongqing to react, the wind flew away with the dagger in his hand extremely fast......

There was a muffled 'poof', the dull sound of flesh piercing through with a sharp blade.

The knife stained with Tian Lan's blood was already pierced in Mo Dongqing's chest.

Mo Dongqing's hands remained unchanged, and then he slowly lowered his head and saw the dagger on his chest.

His knees were weak, and he was half-kneeling on the ground, and the blood on his chest gradually faded, like the blurred ink painting, layer by layer, thick and colorful.

With a pain in her wrist, she was jerked and slammed into Feng Yin's chest.

His heart was beating so fast that it pressed against her face as if it were about to leap out of his chest.

Feng Yin's hand hugged her hard, half loudly, before slowly letting go.

At the end of the mountain road behind him, the men and horses could already see their faces clearly.

Ali had already led the people to come.

Ali lay on the back of his horse, and the man and the horse raised the loess array, and came by the wind.

Mo Dongqing held a breath, stood up, and smiled bloodthirsty: "Zhen Zhen, all this is not over yet. ”

He came back to his senses and immediately turned around.

Before she could react, Mo Dongqing had already raised her head, leaned back slowly, and fell into the endless cliff.

His face turned pale, and he took three steps and two steps, and rushed to the edge of the cliff.

Feng Yin hurriedly grabbed her, stepped forward by himself, and looked down quietly against the wind.

Beneath the cliff was a dark river.

Mo Dongqing fell into the river like an ant, and disappeared in an instant.

In the next second, the horse's hooves neighed, and the people came quickly, and the people who were still a hundred meters away were now in front of them.

Someone came, not only Yuan Jiu, but also ...... Health Department Yin.

Dozens of people blocked the exit from the cliff.

The horse stopped, and Wei Yin looked down, the thick ink was like hair, and his eyes were bottomless.

Feng Yin protected the pianzheng behind him, he raised his head and smiled faintly: "Fourth brother." ”

I haven't seen him for months, but just one glance is like a world away.

The eyes of the pity Zheng were cold, and there was already suspicion in his heart.

At this moment, so many people have come here, so ...... I'm afraid it's ill-intentioned.

Wei Shi Yin raised his eyebrows and looked at him, "I only asked you once, the throne, do you want it?" ”

Feng Yin's gaze was as usual, he looked at Wei Chu Yin and smiled slightly.

"As long as there is her, the throne is not wanted."

Everyone behind Wei Shu Yin was stunned, the beauty of the country, is there really a person who is willing to give up the world for the sake of beauty?

Wei Chu Yin's expression was complicated, and he drew his sword from the scabbard on the side of the horse's neck and pointed it directly at Feng Yin.

"What will you do if I take it by force?"

Feng Yin saw the sword, the smile on his face couldn't help but fade, his eyes were firm, he raised his eyes and continued: "Buddha block*, people block...... Murder, one has two and three, I am willing to exchange the lives of the people of the world for her. ”

Wei Zhiyin's sword was not put down, and Feng Yin did not give up half a step.

After a long time, Wei Yin narrowed his eyes and said coldly: "I will kill one person today." ”

The tip of the sword was suddenly pressed, and the blood beads slowly dripped down the blade, and the red was dazzling.

The horse neighed, and the chariot and horse, which had been standing in the middle of the two sides, fell down with a bang, and lost its breath in a few breaths.

"Today, the emperor is terminally ill and has to come to the imperial temple to worship the ancestors, unfortunately halfway frame seriously ill and funeral, but the position of heaven has not been placed for a long time, the dynasty has been empty for a long time, the people are panicked, the artifact has no owner, because of the hope of the Queen Mother and the Queen Mother, the emperor's brother and guard Yin is the emperor of the country. My brother is old and virtuous, and his order is inherited to be sacrificed. I hope that the emperor's brother and guard will not be absent for a long time, and he will be able to take care of all opportunities as soon as possible, and reign in the world! In this way, the world will be announced, and the salty will be known. ”

"Brother Xie Huang's kindness."

Wei Yin was condescending, and glanced at Wei Fengyin and Ruan Lianzheng, his eyes gloomy.

Half a ring, he finally collected that last bit of emotion.

"Let's go, let's go!"

The words fell, and the horse's hooves rose.

Just one glance, and goodbye.

In the seventy-sixth year of the Dongyuan Dynasty, King Sheng's Wei Yin ascended the throne as the emperor, and the year name was Zong.

The six sons seized the throne and came to an end, and only the current Emperor Taizong and the eldest prince were left of the six sons.

In the seventy-seventh and seventy-ninth years of the Dongyuan Dynasty, the eldest prince and the Queen Mother were immediately mourned.

In the eighty-sixth year of the Dongyuan Dynasty, the high-ranking Empress Dowager died of illness, and the Empress Dowager was moved into the imperial mausoleum.

★

North County Yizhuang.

"Master Wu, this girl pushed Jiang Chengzuo's words with a word, and when it reached Jiang Chengzuo's ears, I am afraid that she will have trouble with Lin Zhutou again......"

The new corpse picker, Ada, wiped his sweat twice, took two breaths, and then cautiously glanced at Yizhuang.

Wu Yuanzhong gave Ada a brain meltdown, "Boy, it will not be wrong to listen to Miss Ruan's words, don't say that it is Jiang Yanzuo, even if Lin Zhutou has to listen to Miss Ruan's words." ”

Ada scratched her head, "If this girl is so powerful, why don't you go to Changjing City to be a criminal officer?" ”

"I heard that there was a female criminal officer before, but it's amazing!"

Wu Yuanzhong shook his head, "I want Uncle Chen to say that about me back then, but now when I look at this hairy boy, I feel that I was ridiculous back then." ”

Pian Zheng simply finished writing the corpse sheet that had just been overturned, folded it around, and carefully handed it to Wu Yuanzhong.

She smiled slightly, "Now that Uncle Chen is gone, it's hard for you to bring these little hairy heads to give me corpses every day." ”

Wu Yunzhong smiled, "Don't be embarrassed, Lin Zhutou didn't say a lot of good things, even today's Lord Xiao has improved a lot of the money of us who pick up corpses, it's not worse than catching it!" ”

"Mother! Daddy bullied me again! ”

A childish child's voice came from afar in Yizhuang.

Wu Yuanzhong and Lian Zheng both followed the sound and looked towards the back hall.

I saw the ten-year-old child, pouting and running out of the back hall aggrievedly.

His small facial features, eyebrows and eyes are quite handsome and good-looking.

Pian Zheng looked at it with a smile, and Feng Yin was driving the back of the child out with a smile.

"Lady, Xiao Beigu's second daughter is washing the third gift today, if she doesn't clean it up, it will be too late."

Pian Zheng was startled, and then remembered, "I really forgot about this stubble." ”

Feng Yin walked over with a smile and shook her hand with a chuckle, "Don't worry, Jiang Nu will round the field for us." ”

He smiled and looked up at him.

"Shall I test it for a while?"

"Mother!" The child shook his head helplessly.

—Final—