Fang Hui's mood is very complicated, if this mood is described in a more elegant way, it can be regarded as "dilemma" and "uncertain". But if you really want to accurately describe her current mood, then you have to use foul language - a daddy!

If you want to understand why she is in this mood, you need to briefly talk about the cause and effect.

Fang Hui, the only descendant of Fang La, is a well-deserved successor of Manichaeism in Middle Earth. After Tong Guan Taishi forcibly killed Fang La, Manichaeism fell into a long-term downturn. In order to revitalize Manichaeism and fulfill the vows of his ancestors, Fang Hui thought of many ways, the most important of which was to attract foreign aid.

Manichaeism in the Central Plains is in decline, so borrow from the Persian altar. It just so happened that the acting sect leader on the altar was surrounded and suppressed by the Mongols the year before last and died, and the middle and middle levels of the sect were also destroyed, so it happened to be the time for the replacement of the old and the new. Fang Hui tried her best to get the identity of the Holy Maiden of the General Altar, as long as she won the competition of the three holy women, she would naturally become the leader of the General Altar of Manichaeism.

At that time, the Manichaeism under her leadership will be integrated into a new Mingjiao, and at the same time, it will be able to leap from an ordinary anti-government organization to a multinational group. At that time, it could be attacked, retreated, and defended, and there was a lot to be done in this chaotic era of endless strife and fighting.

And the premise of all this is to win the competition of the three holy women.

As a sect with a genuine faith, the success or failure of the competition for saints does not depend on who has more masters behind them. As long as there is no crushing balance of power, whoever the will of the Holy Fire leans towards is the unquestioned Manichaean Master.

And if you want to win the contest of the will of the Holy Flame, in addition to personal conditions. There's also a key booster: the Holy Flame Order.

Speaking of this Holy Fire Order. It is also a sacred object with a great background. Middle-earth Manichaeism is the most important branch of Manichaeism. When the Persian Patriarch first entered the Central Plains, he attached great importance to this prosperous and rich land, so he took out six holy flames from the promised land and ordered them to come to the Central Plains with the missionaries.

Therefore, in the classics handed down from generation to generation, the Holy Flame Order is the spark of the Holy Flame. Where the Holy Flame Order is, is where the Holy Flame is. Manichaeism preached in the Central Plains from generation to generation, gathered faith from generation to generation, and finally lit the sacred flame on the Shipwrecked Mountain on the coast of the East China Sea and established the altar.

That time. It was the most glorious day of Manichaeism in Middle-earth. At that time, the sect leader Fang Laden shouted, and the flag moved, and he had the momentum of swallowing the world and sweeping the eight wildernesses. But as Guo Shoujing said, the Manichaean movement was not as hard as the national fortune of the entire Northern Song Dynasty. Because of a series of incidents, Tong Guan led the elite army to the south at the most critical moment, and destroyed the Shipwreck Mountain in one fell swoop. (Refer to real historical events)

When the Manichaeans fled, they were sniped by the forces of the rivers and lakes, and the six holy fire orders were scattered in all directions, and finally scattered into the vast world and it was difficult to find them. The flame is blazing, and only the embers that will be extinguished remain. But a spark can start a prairie fire, and the embers will not be extinguished. There will be a day of rekindling.

Having said all this, I just want everyone to understand: Fang Hui wants to defeat the rest of the saints and gain the favor of the Holy Flame Will. There must be enough Holy Fire Orders. The Holy Flame Order originates from the Land of Promise, and will be a great help in the struggle for the will of the Holy Flame. And this Holy Flame Order in her hand alone is definitely not safe, so she set a trap and planned in many ways, and finally learned the clue of the next Holy Fire Order - Zhao Song Imperial Palace.

Time is pressing, the day of the reopening of the promised land is approaching, and there are not many talents under him, so Fang Hui can only go into battle in person. So she tried her best to launch an internal line that had been buried for a long time, and finally mixed into the palace as a concubine.

Of course, she didn't want to get caught up in any palace struggle, let alone really have anything to do with the old emperor.

Therefore, she carefully changed her appearance, making herself inconspicuous and inconspicuous among the concubines selected this time, in order to not let the old emperor turn over her brand. There are many concubines selected this time, and even if the old emperor sleeps one a day, he will be here for long enough. By then, whether she succeeds or not, she has already gone away, so what are she afraid of.

A few days ago, she found that Zhao Yun favored Concubine Miao, not to mention how happy she was.

But unfortunately, the plan could not keep up with the changes, and drastic changes appeared immediately. The first major change is that the Land of Promise has been opened. The message from the Flame Order became clearer and quicker each time. She knew she was running out of time to investigate any further. That's why she took a desperate step that day, wanting to hold the great eunuch Liu An hostage in order to quickly find the Holy Flame Order.

Unfortunately, she failed completely.

Just as she was hesitating to evacuate, a second shock appeared. That afternoon, the eunuch in the worship room smiled like an ingot, and came to deliver the decree that the concubines should be bed—and all the concubines in the whole courtyard should sleep together!

But there are six concubines living in this small courtyard!

Six together? Zhao Yun is talking nonsense!

No, it's weird no matter how you think about it. Isn't the emperor Lao Er pampering Concubine Miao, how could he suddenly change his tastes? Moreover, how can a dead old man find six concubines to sleep with at the same time, and how capable is he?

Could it be that Liu An set up a bureau to arrest me?

But it's not right, if Liu An really wants to arrest me, he doesn't need to act like this at all. With Liu An's skills and identity, if you really want to arrest me, you only need to bring a few teams of Ouchi guards to surround me, and you will be unable to escape.

Could it be that Liu An is not making trouble this time?

Fang Hui didn't rush to conclusions, she calmly inquired carefully, and found that the older palace maids were very surprised by this. It turns out that Brother Zhao is really so ridiculous, it's really such nonsense, although the six things together are rare, but it's not the first time it has happened. And he is known for his disposition to like the new and hate the old, and it is not at all doubtful that he suddenly changes his taste - this is the normal state of Banzai.

Hearing this, Fang Hui's disdain and shamelessness at the same time, her mind also became active.

When he went to assassinate Liu An, he specially put on a trap shell to prevent accidents. Don't say that Liu An didn't see me, even if he saw me, he wouldn't know who I was, so his identity should not have been exposed. In that case, why not take this opportunity to make a last stand?

The emperor himself was powerless. The matter of sleeping is so private. All I had to do was get close to him. Wouldn't it be easy to catch him?

The plan itself was risky, but at noon today, the Holy Fire Order once again sensed a movement in the Promised Land. The change is getting closer and closer, and time is running out. Whether it succeeds or not, after today, he will disappear from this palace, and he will quickly flee thousands of miles away to take Persia. When the time comes, Zhao Song will not dare to poke his minions out of the country, what are he afraid of?

Anyway. They have long been inseparable enemies.

Okay, that's it!

Those who have achieved great things are resolute, brave and resolute. Fang Hui ordered Cao Hong to secretly summon Mingjiao's subordinates to prepare to respond. She had arranged a retreat early in the morning, and although the order was hasty, it was also coped with. Cao Hong took the order and left, ready to respond. And the most dangerous, core, and critical action in this plan must be completed by Fang Shengnu herself.

In the evening of the afternoon, Fang Hui was cautious and vigilant, and rushed to Cheng'en Palace with the other five concubines. Bathing, burning incense, dressing, and panning, they have all gone through the process of Sanmiao at the beginning. The rest of the concubines were nervous and excited. Fang Hui also appropriately showed similar emotions.

Sleeping on the same day, this grotesque "contemporary" relationship is really ridiculous. There is also embarrassment in the closeness. But Fang Hui could see that there were several concubines who didn't care too much. The great opportunity has come, and they are all motivated to perform well.

There was only one girl named Chu Yunluo, who she was a little familiar with, and in addition to being nervous, she was also a little embarrassed and angry, and she wanted to resist but couldn't, didn't dare to resist. Maybe she fantasized about a harmonious, respectful and loving husband and wife life before entering the palace, but unfortunately, Zhao Yun only treated her as a plaything.

Fang Hui looked at her twice and stopped paying attention, she had to concentrate on the matter in front of her now.

After a while, the old ladies said that the time had come and they could go to the Manna Temple. Fang Hui thought as she moved forward, and every time she took a step forward, she became nervous. The emperor himself ordered that there was no need for large meat rolls to be packaged, so there was no need for vacuum delivery in the worship room - which was good, at least there was no need to worry about doing things in the quilt. She had to keep an eye on her surroundings to see if it was an opportunity or a trap.

The Manna Hall was close at hand, and when he stepped over that threshold, Fang Hui had a fierce psychological confrontation for the last time. But after a moment of hesitation, she put all her worries behind her. The Holy Flame Order has been restored, and as long as the Holy Fire Order is in hand, even if something fails, there will still be some people who want to run.

If you want to achieve great things, how can you be afraid of tigers and wolves?

Fuck it!

With a click, Fang Hui's toes landed in the Manna Palace, and he also walked into a trap.

The manna hall was very large, and a heavy gauze curtain blocked the view of the concubines. The palace maids on both sides lifted the curtains heavily, and hung down gently after they walked by. As the heavy gauze curtains parted and closed, they seemed to enter a deep and long passage. And at the end of the passage, the figure sitting on the dragon bed slowly reflected the silhouette on the curtain.

The concubines know that it is Long Live Lord.

Crunch, the door of the Manna Hall was closed, and the ladies all withdrew.

In this enclosed space, only the hunter and the prey remain.

It's just that I don't know who exactly is the hunter and who is the prey.

Fang Hui's fingers hooked slightly, she carefully concealed her intentions, preparing to strike a violent blow within a square inch.

"Alright, just stand there. The person behind the curtain suddenly ordered, and the concubines stopped in place at a loss, not knowing what to do next. The people behind the curtain didn't let them be at a loss for too long, and immediately opened their mouths in the same indifferent tone as the big boss going to a nightclub to pick a lady: "Take it off." ”

"Huh?" One of the concubines couldn't believe her ears: "Your Majesty, what do you ......say?"

"Take it off. The big boss repeated it firmly, and his gaze like two knives penetrated the curtain and nailed it straight to them, making them tremble: "Just stand there, all of them are off, and the widow has to pick one." (To be continued......)

PS: After two days of testing, I found that I am quite suitable for playing Dark Souls 2. It's not that we're boasting that we're masters, in fact, we're quite handicapped, and we almost got abused when we played a ninja dragon. But for some reason, the ninja dragon makes us anxious and crazy, but when we play Black Souls, even if we die to scum, we can always continue to play with high spirits, just like when we first played Monster Hunter - could it be that we are actually a shake M?!