Mu Yan?

Mu Yan......

Ling Suzhi rubbed the name back and forth in his heart over and over again, his eyes were filled with bitterness, so thick that even he was desperate.

That soft cry, why did he think it was her?

She hated him so much, she didn't even bother to kill him, how could she appear in front of him again?

Ling Suzhi closed his eyes fiercely, and when he opened them again, he had already returned to his appearance of being light and calm, and the universe was in his hands.

"Prime Minister, the queen has sent you a letter, please go and save her."

"Queen? What's wrong? ”

"The queen was beaten into the cold palace by the emperor."

"Got it."

In just three words, it represents all the emotions of Ling Suzhi......

For Feng Tingge, for the past, everything has come to naught.

……

Even if Ling Su escaped from his death and returned to the army, he couldn't stop the iron cavalry of the Zhao army, and in just a few months, the Zhao army was like a bamboo and pointed straight at the royal capital!

Zhao Guoshi rushed into the palace under the escort of countless elite soldiers and strong generals, and looked at Chu Zhi on the throne with a smile...... Like a ghost that devours people's hearts and attracts people.

It wasn't until Mu Yan stood in front of Chu Zhi that he was stunned: "Who are you......"

The answer to Chu Zhi was a knife cut by Mu Yan with his raised hand.

In the neck, but not fatal.

After the knife, Mu Yan lost interest, half of her face was stained red with blood, but she didn't even raise her eyebrows, and lightly ordered the soldiers: "Come on, cut it neatly, so that his head can be left for the monarch to serve wine." ”

"Yes......"

The head of the king of a dignified country was finally kept as a wine cup.

When Feng Tingge was brought in, he saw such a scene......

The headless corpse in a dragon robe sat on the dragon chair, but his head was held in the arms of a delicate and beautiful girl.

"The Emperor's !!"

Feng Qingge shouted bitterly, and the next moment he was pressed in front of Mu Yan by the army of Zhao Guo.

The latter carefully glanced at Feng Tingge, smiled, and was charming, "Sure enough, she is the first beauty in the world, even if she is old, she still has charm, and she is used to hold wine, which is excellent, and it happens to be a pair with Emperor Chu, cut it......"

"Yes."

Cut it?!

Feng Tingge was terrified, and shouted heartbreakingly: "Who are you...... Who are you?! This palace is the queen of the Chu State! How dare you kill Hongu?! ”

"Wait."

Feng Qingge thought that his words had worked, and was about to rejoice, but Mu Yan picked up a blunt knife from the side, threw it to the palace maid of Chu State who was trembling on the side, raised his eyebrows and said: "Come on, remember to cut your head beautifully, otherwise it will affect our monarch's wine, and you will be the one who suffers." ”

The palace maid was so frightened that she fell to the ground, "Slave slave...... Slave ......"

Mu Yan yawned delicately and smiled, "What are you waiting for, let's do it." ”

In the next picture, Rao is generals and soldiers of Zhao Guo, who had seen countless lives and deaths, were also dumbfounded......

The palace maid had little strength, and of course she slashed the neck of Feng Qingge with a knife.

She slashed down with a knife, a knife......

Blood and minced flesh flew everywhere.

Feng Qingge screamed in pain, he couldn't survive, he couldn't die, and what he shouted in his mouth changed from cursing at the beginning to begging for death.

"Kill me...... Please, kill me......"

"Kill me......"

The palace maid was also so frightened that her face turned pale, tears and snot flowed, but in order to survive, she had to kill Feng Tiange.

Feng Qingge's blurred flesh and blood and tragic convulsions will remain in the history books forever......