Chapter 711: Nine Thousand Years Old (59)
The red clothes are slender, and they are Feng Jin.
Feng Jin sat there, slightly drooping his eyelashes, pale little face, pursing his lips and never speaking.
The dragon glanced at him without a trace, withdrew his gaze, and his heart tingled.
The emperor, who robbed his son's male favor, did not feel guilty at all, and smiled proudly: "Today, the monarch and the ministers are having fun, both men and women can give it a try, and the one who wins the hunting competition will be rewarded heavily!" โ
"Erchen takes orders!"
The eldest prince, the second prince, and the third prince are all in high spirits, and they should be loud.
The ancestors of the Dragon Kingdom won the world from horseback, and in the martial arts, force is also an important criterion for considering the future prince.
In the eyes of all the princes and princes, whoever can stand out in this royal hunt will undoubtedly make the emperor's dragon heart happy, thus taking a step closer to the position of the prince.
The eldest prince, the second prince, and the third prince each got on their horses, and when they saw the fourth brother dressed in black, His Royal Highness King Yong, Long Jue, they couldn't help but be secretly vigilant.
The fourth brother has always been outstanding in martial arts, especially good at riding and archery kung fu, and is most favored and valued by his father.
Especially when this guy actually used a beauty trick...... Phew, pretty man.
dedicated his male favorite, the one named Feng Jin, to his father and the emperor.
If this royal hunt gives the fourth brother the first place, it will really be a complete loss.
So, several princes secretly exchanged glances.
Well, you can lose, but you must not let the dragon win!
His Royal Highness King Yong is now full of eyes on Feng Jin, so naturally he has not noticed the secret confrontation between several imperial brothers.
It's a pity that Feng Jin never looked at him from beginning to end, and gave him a look back.
You must blame him, blame him, hate him.
Feng Jin, this king doesn't want to save you, but the road to the world is difficult, I hope you can understand this king.
Huangquan Road, Huangquan Road, has always been a success.
This king has failed you.
But the king will avenge you.
Long Jue sat on a tall horse, his slender hand pinched the reins tightly, and when he turned around, the bottomless gaze swept over Feng Jin's body, and finally fell on Feng Hua's body.
Thin lips, pulling out a stiff and cruel smile.
The color of the lips, bright red as blood, seems to indicate something......
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The scenery of the royal hunting ground is excellent, and Fenghua rides a docile foal and leads two personal maids out for a walk.
Assassination, it seems, was expected.
Unless she is always a turtle with a shrunken head and hides in the tent and does not come out, the dragon will definitely try to kill her by all means.
Bi Hu and Mingzhu led away two waves of killers, and Fenghua rode through the dense forest on horseback.
In the dense forest, there is an ambush.
Fenghua raised her lips and smiled.
The smile was as bright as fire as the long inky hair swept through the air like a gust of wind.
It was extremely cold and mocking.
Long Jue really took great pains to kill her.
However, it depends on whether he has the ability to do it!
The secret guards of Yongwang's Mansion were eliminated by her one by one, Fenghua's hands were full of blood, and she was out of breath.
When Fenghua thought it was safe, her nervous nerves relaxed, and her hands were full and the smell of blood in the air made her can't help but retch.
At this moment, a sharp arrow pierced the sky and shot in her direction.
Phew-
Fenghua's pupils are constricted.
At this time, people often forget their movements for a while.
A long whip rolled up her waist and brought Fenghua onto her horse, and her cloak was raised in mid-air, dodging the long arrow......