The wind comes from the country, the main hall of the royal palace has been repaired, and there is a stinky house in the depths of the palace. Gu Feiyang, who was once as beautiful as a flower and comparable to a stunning color, squatted on a tattered rattan chair, his clothes were ragged, and his appearance had completely changed.

A scar on his face slashed from the corner of his right eye, running along the middle of the bridge of his nose to the left corner of his mouth.

He let go of the Chinese book in his hand, hehe sneered twice, and the scar twisted, which was extremely hideous.

"What are you laughing at, Lord?" asked the beautiful maid curiously. She looks similar to Feixue, with a slender figure, with a faint sadness between her eyebrows, not as arrogant as her sister, and she is the youngest of the four sisters.

Since the Storm Cave was destroyed, Gu Feinan committed treason, Gu Shoushan died, and Gu Feiyang, the lord of the country, has become like this.

In the first few days, I searched for the Chinese herbs, intending to remove the scars, but unfortunately there was no improvement. Gu Feiyang was irritable, furious, unable to sleep all day long, and handled state affairs in the court, very strictly, and often beheaded his courtiers because of small mistakes.

It was the future queen and Meng Meiyun who begged hard, coupled with the advice of the only ancestor of the family, Gu Fang, that the lord of the country reined in.

However, men who have always been clean and self-loving, no longer entangled in their past habits, are unusual, and often stay in fishy places, which is called better thinking about problems. The sisters were cautious and served seriously, not daring to disobey Gu Feiyang.

Gu Feiyang said lazily: "Those stupid guys in Wuhaiyuan have a wise man like Yelu Guangxiao, but they are not good to use. The lord of a country, Yelu Xinxuan was actually subject to the elders of the family and refused to give up the benefits of the dream butterfly juice. ”

"I'd rather collect the demon pill than the common people enjoy the miraculous effect of the demon pill soup, arouse the hatred of the people at the bottom of the family against the children of the family, and let the Xiahou family and the Leng family sit and collect benefits in vain to win the hearts of the people. ”

"Hmph, that old bastard of Yelu Heavy Machinery, you still want to ask me?"

"Well, if it weren't for these fools, I wouldn't have gotten the skin of a tiger. If you want to get rid of Han Yunhao, there is one of the most direct ways, which happens to fall on the king of the Southern Courtyard, and I hope that Wuhaiyuan will live up to my expectations. ”

muttering a few words to himself, Gu Feiyang seemed to be answering, and seemed to be sorting out his thoughts and making a decision in an instant.

He took out the paper, picked up the pen, and muttered for a while, and completed a document in one go.

"Send it back to Wuhaiyuan as quickly as possible, and you don't have to worry about exposing the secret passage. Gu Feiyang instructed Feiyue, and took a long breath through his nose, as if he was smelling orchids, and his face was full of intoxication.

Feiyue had a chill, and finally didn't have to endure the smell anymore, and turned around to let out a long breath. When she hurried away, she did not notice the mocking smile on the face of the lord of the kingdom, and the muttering voice was inaudible.

"Haha, even my henchmen have begun to hate my own lord, and I have worked hard for this country in vain. On that day, I will take back all that I have lost, so that you may witness my glory. ”

Fei Yue came to the easternmost room of the palace, this room was standing with a high pipe, reaching into the sky, and dozens of Sevenfold Primordial Masters stood at the door.

It was pitch black inside, but she was familiar with it, walked into the wall on the right, and pressed it gently. There was a squeak, revealing a small door, full of brilliance. Quickly flashed in, and there were a dozen cages on them, and the blue doves were held in the cages, motionless like sculptures.

On the jade plate next to the cage, small stones are displayed, exuding a huge mysterious atmosphere.

"It costs another piece of rough stone, and the knot in the heart of the lord of the country is difficult to remove!" Fei Yue was worried, and then said: "I hope you will complete your mission quickly, get rid of the Marquis of the East China Sea, and return the wind to the country." ”

Gently roll the paper into several scrolls, tie it to the paws of a blue pigeon, and then take out the rough stone, break it and feed it to the blue pigeon's mouth. The blue pigeon, which was originally like a dead thing, suddenly opened its closed eyes and burst into a cold light.

It opened its mouth slightly, slipped it down, swallowed the rough stone into its belly, patted its chest comfortably, flapped its wings, and circled the room twice.

In the middle of the roof, a pipe hung down, and at this moment it suddenly swept the wind tide and directly sucked in the blue pigeon. With the sound of fluttering and fluttering, the blue dove climbed upward.

"Hmph, the lord of the country has this sharp weapon, and his fortune is profound, how can it be compared to the other three countries. The boy of the Han family, even if he is famous all over the world and has won the support of the people, he is not as good as the country to take the initiative to talk about it. The beautiful maid puffed up her small breasts, proudly like a peacock with an open screen.

When Fei Yue came out of the house, he looked up without a trace, and at the top of the tube, a small black dot circled a few times, and suddenly flew towards the north.

The lord of the country has no selfish affairs, and this little movement cannot be hidden from those who have a heart.

In a room at the back of the palace, a woman sat at a table, holding a yellowed ancient book in her hand, and was carefully flipping through it. The expression on his face changes from time to time, as if he is infected by the content, sometimes sad, sometimes excited.

"Sister!"

With a clang, the door opened, and a young man walked in with his head held high. The sunlight then filled the room, the woman blinked slightly, and her plain face bloomed with charming brilliance.

She frowned slightly and said, "Xiaoqiang, how many times have you said that the palace has its own rules, how can you casually break into the palace." If the lord of the country blames you, I won't protect you again. ”

"Hmph, that stinky guy can still be the lord of the country?" Meng Xiaoqiang said with a grin.

He sat down next to the woman, picked up the book, flipped through it twice, and said, "Oh, are you reading these novels again? The stories of these talented and beautiful women are all lies." Why do you want to live in a dream because of the past?"

Meng Dacheng, who was outside the door, originally didn't plan to enter, but his face changed greatly when he heard this. He walked like a fly, grabbed Meng Xiaoqiang, and dodged to hide in the yard.

"Bang!"

The woman's eyebrows and eyes were frosty, and her breath continued to rise. Just now, she was a weak woman who was powerless, and in the blink of an eye, she cultivated to cross the body and the original master, and stayed on the Flying Saint Triple.

Meng Dacheng is a dream of Qianxun, it is not the first time to see a woman transformed, and he still shuddered. The woman is Meng Meiyun, the head of the Meng family and Meng Xiaoqiang's sister, who is quiet and stable on weekdays, but once someone mentions that the lord of the country is not, she immediately runs away and can't control her emotions.

"If you separate the relationship between me and my husband again, even if you are my own brother, you will not be allowed to live in the world. Meng Meiyun's eyes were pretty, and her tone was cold.

Meng Dacheng pulled Meng Xiaoqiang back, the latter refused to give up, and shouted at the top of his voice: "He saved you with a purpose back then, sister, you are so smart, you should have been sober a long time ago." Over the years, our Meng family has been running around, and the old grievances have been written off. ”

"You can't go all the way with him to the dark, why not leave the land of right and wrong and enjoy a peaceful life. ”

"Bang, bang, bang!"

Meng Meiyun's figure flickered, and the door suddenly closed. Her breath fell abruptly, returning to a harmless appearance, as if she was just dreaming, picking up the ancient book, throwing herself into it again, enjoying the love and hatred inside.

Outside the door dozens of feet away from the house, Meng Dacheng was bleeding from the corner of his mouth, his face was full of shock, and he let go of Meng Xiaoqiang, who was struggling.

Meng Xiaoqiang opened his mouth wide, not believing that his sister really made a move, and even forgot to check his master's injury. With tears in the corners of his eyes, he said, "My sister really wants to kill me, really, really!"

"Alas, she is already living in a dream, and the stronger she becomes, the more serious her illness becomes. Meng Dacheng palpitated, and persuaded: "You can't come again, I can only save you this time, and I can't protect myself next time." ”

"Oh, don't you want to lie to me, doesn't my sister only have the strength of the Triple Flying Saint?"

"But the dream power contained in her body has entered the Tao, and my old arms and legs can't withstand the toss. ”

"Oh, why are you so frustrated? Is there any point in me learning the trick from you?"

"You dead boy, do you want to be beaten?!"

The two voices of the master and apprentice were far away, and there was a dead silence around them, and for a long time, a tear dropped on the page.