Seeing the moment when Feng Jiuling vomited blood and was about to faint, Shu Yan quickly supported Feng Jiuling, and at the same time violently pinched the flesh on Feng Jiuling's waist, Feng Jiuling was suddenly pinched, snorted, and leaned on the red figure, and did not faint.

"Princess Jiuling, are you vomiting blood again?" Shu Yan pushed Feng Jiuling away and snorted disdainfully.

"Princess Jiuling, you are not sick and pretending to be sick, with a fake and kind face, are you tired?" Jue Qian glanced coldly at Feng Jiuling, who had not fainted, looked at Zhan Nantian, and said: "Your good niece, you want to kill me with the hand of your uncle, and let you carry the black cauldron, as for the distressing problem, whether it is true or false, you can judge for yourself." ”

Zhan Nantian's face was extremely gloomy, and his eyes as sharp as an eagle looked at Feng Jiuling, "But really?" ”

"Uncle, Jiuling doesn't." Feng Jiuling shook her head with a sad face.

"Since Princess Jiuling said no, why don't you dare to drink it, don't you feel that you are overwhelmed and unworthy of drinking with you." At this time, a gloomy voice like hell came, and I saw Emperor Canglan, who had never spoken, holding the wine, getting up, leaving his position, and coming to Feng Jiuling, "Absolute pouring is not qualified, this palace is qualified." ”

Seeing Emperor Canglan come to the front with an expressionless face, with a terrifying and gloomy aura around him, and his tone was full of orders that could not be resisted, Feng Jiuling trembled, his eyes were like broken pearls, and he couldn't stop falling, "Cang, Canglan ......"

Feng Jiuling herself pushed herself into a desperate situation step by step, and she couldn't bear to shed a single tear.

But when she saw Di Canglan standing in front of her indifferently, looking at her with cold and ruthless eyes, and forcing him to drink the cup of poisonous wine he poured, her heart seemed to be tightly wrapped by thorns with sharp thorns, and every time she jumped, she was drenched in blood and painful, and her tears were like a flood that opened the floodgates, and she couldn't stop dripping.

The face of the country and the city, covered with crystal tears and the blood at the corners of the lips are mixed together, Chu Chu is pitiful and delicate, adding a bit of bewitching beauty to her, the expression on her face is so poignant and moving, people can't help but feel pity, even if she does more evil things, it can be forgiven!

All the men on the side, who looked at it with pity for a while, couldn't help but step forward, wiped the tears from the corners of their eyes for the delicate and poignant person, and took pity on them in their arms.

However, these are deadly weapons to other men.

However, for our Highness Canglan, he couldn't be impressed at all!

"What, don't you drink?" Emperor Canglan frowned at Yingting's sword eyebrows, took the wine from his hand and handed it to Feng Jiuling's lips, his eyes swept with a cold current, "Drink." ”

Looking at Di Canglan's resolute face, cold and ruthless eyes, and bringing the wine to his lips, Feng Jiuling suddenly raised his head and laughed wildly.

The laughter was sad and sad, as if he saw that there was no way out of despair, and the laughter was sad and sad, as if telling the endless desolate hatred, "Emperor Canglan, you are so ruthless, I am willing to give my life for you, but you dissolved our marriage contract for a demon girl, and wanted to put me to death, I hate you, even if I am a ghost, I will not let you go......"

A strong hurricane swept fiercely in the main hall, instantly squinting everyone's eyes......

A palm emitting a black mist slammed into the neck of the Absolute Dump, and the speed was amazing!

Absolutely Dumped was horrified in his heart, and immediately turned sideways, raising his palm to block the black mist like a devil's claw.

No, but someone is one step ahead of her......