This Lord is Too Cruel: 109 I was abandoned by the master

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Male sex: "Master" is too cruel, 109 I was abandoned by the master

Feng Aotian just glanced at the shopkeeper in front of him faintly, and said in a deep voice, "Make the place where your master lives. Shu Xie Wuyu"

"This..." The shopkeeper was a little embarrassed. Although the master would not come to Yuzhou once in two years, all restaurants would specially arrange a unique room belonging to Wei Zimo.

"Since he has shown my portrait to you, don't you dare to give it?" Feng Aotian said coldly.

The shopkeeper is still hesitating. If not, Feng Guoxia, and even the children know the temper of the current emperor. If it annoys her, it is estimated that Yuzhou City can be demolished, but what about the master? Confess?

Feng Aotian no longer said much, but with a light wave of his finger, the shopkeeper directly flicked his body, hitting the wall behind him, vomiting blood, and fell to the ground.

"Don't take me there yet?" Feng Aotian's tone became even more gloomy, revealing an indisputable threat.

The shopkeeper quickly got up from the ground, ignoring the pain on his body, and quickly bowed and said, "The emperor, please!"

Feng Aotian took Mu Hanjin's hand and walked forward. The shopkeeper hurriedly followed him and guided him to the backyard. After turning around a corridor, he saw that this place was an independent pavilion. .

Feng Aotian stepped in slowly, thinking that Wei Zimo would really enjoy it. He looked at the courtyard in front of him. Although it was uninhabited, it was cleaned spotlessly, not even a tiny bit of dust.

It can be imagined that his obsession with cleanliness is quite serious. Thinking about it this way, a small smile is drawn from the corner of his mouth, and then he lifts his eyes. It is a two-story pavilion, connected by blue water, and water lilies are in full bloom in Qingbo Lake. It turned out to be an all-white fairy.

Feng Aotian's mouth twitched slightly, thinking that this white fairy was a symbol of purity and flawlessness, turning his eyes to look at Mu Hanjin, "It seems that the scenery here is good."

"Yes, the emperor." Mu Hanjin thought that the border is so desolate, and that such a holy lotus flower is blooming in this desolate place, and it is really love at first sight.

Feng Aotian smiled without saying a word, and stepped into the attic. The shopkeeper stood outside the door and did not enter.

Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at him, "Then Rugui Inn, have any strangers come in these days?"

"This..." The shopkeeper thought and replied, "In recent days, some strangers have appeared in Yuzhou, living in the Rugui Inn, but the grassroots do not know who they are."

Feng Aotianfu asked again, "Tell me about Yuzhou, your master’s property layout."

"Yes." The shopkeeper replied, then turned and stepped back.

Feng Aotian looked at Mu Hanjin, "Dugu Starry Night, I must be here in the next few days."

"The emperor, you are not going to Furong Pavilion. Is it because they already have doubts about Furong Pavilion?" Mu Hanjin asked Feng Aotian, looking at Feng Aotian.

"Yeah." Feng Aotian nodded, "Furong Pavilion is just a cover."

"The emperor, what should I do next?" Although Mu Hanjin understood what Feng Aotian said, but she couldn't figure out what she was thinking.

"How?" Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at him, "Of course it is doing something meaningful."

Mu Hanjin's gentle eyes flashed with a soft light, and she embraced her, "The minister is afraid that it won't work tonight."

"Yeah." Feng Aotian nodded, and then said, "Master is going to the border tonight."

Mu Hanjin paused, and the smile at the corner of her mouth was slightly stagnant, "Where is the minister?"

Feng Aotian raised his hand and fingers, stroked his nose, rubbed his lips, embraced him, flew out, and landed on the bed in the inner room, bullying himself up, lowering his head, fingers light With a light hook, the crescent robe on his body was untied, revealing his jade-like skin.

"The emperor..." Mu Hanjin was startled first, staring at her with eyes full of light, lifted her slender fingers slightly, and ran across her face.

Feng Aotian's phoenix eyes squinted slightly, his smile deeper, "You are more beautiful than that water lily."

While speaking, he lowered his head and kissed his lips, and couldn't help sighing in his heart. Now, I can only kiss and touch him like this.

The shopkeeper has already drawn up a layout of Yuzhou's industry, and then walked outside the attic. He heard the man's groan from the inner hall in his ears. He quickly understood it, and then quietly retreated.

Immediately, he sent people to pass on the situation in the courtyard to Wei Zimo who was far away in Leqiguo.

Feng Aotian got up slightly, lowered his head, and looked at Mu Hanjin, with a jade-like face, dyed with a faint red color, and his clothes scattered on both sides, the skin was like fat, white and flawless, with a thick *, elegant The temperament, but has a different kind of charming.

She raised her hand, closed his clothes again, tied the belt for him, and then lay on his side, looking sideways, looking at him, she was waiting for when he vomited blood tonight.

Mu Hanjin had an uneven breath, panting low, and then turned sideways, leaning against Feng Aotian’s arms, and closed his eyes slightly. At this moment, he was afraid that he would vomit blood. Intensify the spread of toxins.

Suddenly, Wan Lai was silent. There was no sound. He leaned tightly in Feng Aotian's arms, and his heart began to beat slowly.

Feng Aotian looked at him like this, stretched out his hand, stroked his back, and kissed his forehead. Sometimes, the predicted death was more fearful than the unknown, because he knew he would die. But he had to endure pain and struggle again and again, and loss and fear again and again. He really gave her all and everything for her.

Half an hour has passed, an hour has passed, Mu Hanjin leaned in her arms and fell asleep peacefully. She couldn't help thinking, if she could hold a person like this forever, someone who could be single-minded and full-hearted It's all her, it feels good too.

Mu Hanjin had a short-lived dream. The dream is wonderful. It can be seen that no matter how beautiful dreams are, when he wakes up, he finally ushered in the feeling of distress, and quickly left Feng Aotian’s arms with a mouthful Blood was vomited on the ground.

Feng Aotian got up, took him into her arms, let him lean on her arm, she lowered her head, and added the blood from the corner of his mouth to her mouth little by little, her palm covering his heart. , For him to cross the internal force.

Mu Hanjin felt the softness of the corners of Feng Aotian's lips, but for some reason, he felt weak. He closed his eyes slightly, tears falling from the corners of his eyes and dripping onto her clothes.

Feng Aotian always smiled at the corner of his mouth, raised his eyes, and looked at him, "If you have a master, you will change your fate against the sky, and the master will definitely keep you by his side."

Mu Hanjin opened her eyes, tears bursting into her tears. He once looked at her with a smile and said softly. He was fine, but he was vomiting blood. He still had time to accompany her, but these days He was completely afraid of her concern for him these days. He was afraid that after he vomited blood the next time, he left like this and left her. He was afraid that if he really died, then For the rest of his life, can he still meet her?

At this moment, he wants to live well, he wants to be by her side quietly, and he wants to use everything he has in exchange for the love of her life.

They looked at each other, and the moonlight outside the window fell on them. The lights were not turned on in the room, but there was a shallow warmth in this room.

Lianghuai, Mr. Cat waited for a day without waiting for any news. Then, he received news from Cuihong. His slender eyes flashed a vicious look, then he flew away and left Lianghuai. Go to Yuzhou.

Another hour passed, Feng Aotian closed his palms, stretched out his hands, stroked his thinner and thinner face, lowered his head, and dropped another kiss on the corner of his lips, "I didn't faint this time."

"Yeah." Mu Hanjin did not get up from her arms, but turned sideways and hugged her. He knew that the more she was like this, the more he was reluctant to leave and the more he wanted to take her. For her own sake, I want to stay by her side more and more, not wanting to be separated forever.

Feng Aotian chuckled, "How can I get more clingy."

Mu Hanjin sighed softly, then got up from her arms, adjusted her breath by herself, got off the bed, and took her hand, "The emperor, after dinner, we will leave."

"Okay." Feng Aotian nodded, knowing that he was fine.

After the news came out, the shopkeeper stayed outside the attic until he heard the noise inside the house, and hurriedly stepped forward and said, "The emperor, the people have prepared dinner."

"Yeah." Feng Aotian replied lightly, "Let's put a meal."

"Yes." The shopkeeper replied, and ordered people to quickly bring in various delicate dishes.

Feng Aotian looked at these specifications, no less than the imperial meal in her palace, and raised her eyebrows slightly, "Does your master eat this every day?"

"Yes." The shopkeeper replied, wondering whether the emperor didn't like it, and quickly said, "If the emperor doesn't like it, the Caomin hastened to redo it."

"No need." Feng Aotian waved his hand, then looked at Mu Hanjin, "These dishes fit your taste very well and are light."

"Yes, I can't think that the taste of the third prince is very similar to that of the minister." Mu Hanjin smiled lightly. He knew why the emperor came to Wei Zimo's restaurant, so naturally he wanted to be angry with Wei Zimo.

After the two quietly finished their dinner, Feng Aotian looked at the shopkeeper standing outside the attic and said, "Wait, go down, I will call you if I have something to do."

"Yes." The shopkeeper leaned forward and retreated.

Feng Aotian took Mu Hanjin's hand, and the soldiers didn't let him use any internal force, but just like this, they took him into his arms, and the two rode Aoxue to the border.

At the border, Leng Qianye raised his eyes and watched an eagle hovering in the air, then slowly flew towards him and landed on his shoulder.

He looked sideways, raised his hand, and stroked the eagle's head. This was the gift Feng Aotian gave to Mu Hanyao last time. These days, Mu Hanyao is not there, so he will take care of it.

Le Qiguo, Wei Zimo thoughtfully fiddled with the strings, and received news from Yuzhou. This came from thousands of miles away, but for Wei Zimo, it was only two or three. Just an hour.

He opened the letterhead and looked at the content on it. When he saw Feng Aotian went to his courtyard to rest, he dared to enter his house and slept in his bed with other men, with beautiful eyes He shot a prismatic light, a good word burst out from the corner of his mouth, and with a move of his palm, the letter paper in his hand turned into powder. Now, he can't wait to clean all the places she touched in the courtyard thoroughly. Ordered.

Xing Wuyun still wore that bright yellow shirt, but he was a rare look. Then, sitting outside the bead curtain, he could feel Wei Zimo's current anger.

With a pair of peach blossom eyes, he slightly hooked, with one hand on his chin, he poured a cup of wine, then poured a cup of tea, then took a sip of tea, full of bitterness, and quickly threw the cup out, picked up the cup, and drank In the next mouthful, the eyebrows were slightly bent, which was very satisfying.

Wei Zimo looked at his enjoyable appearance, a cold light shot from the bottom of his eyes, "You are very leisurely and elegant."

Xing Wuyun looked at him, his eyelids flicked slightly, "Hey, I found that you are a little abnormal recently."

"Me?" Wei Zimo looked at Xing Wuyun, "Who is it that is abnormal?"

Xing Wuyun drank another glass of wine, and then said, "You have always looked like a tall, stranger. You have always been calm and gentle. I have never seen you still be so angry. Who are you talking to?"

Listening to Xing Wuyun's words, Wei Zimo was slightly startled, yes, why is he angry? Then he fell silent, thinking about why he was not angry. No one had ever dared to approach him, no one had ever dared to live in his house, and she, not only touched him, but also dared to run wild in his place, he Should be angry, blame is not angry.

Xing Wuyun saw that he was not talking, and then slowly said, "I said Wei Zimo, how can there be anything in this world that makes you angry? Anyone who makes you look unpleasant, you will directly unload him. Eight yuan, what's wrong now?"

Wei Zimo raised his eyes and looked at Xing Wuyun. Yes, what's wrong with him? Sure enough, he shouldn't pay too much attention to Feng Aotian's affairs. Suddenly, he felt a little inexplicable irritability. The snow-white fingers hooked the strings, closed his eyes, and plucked the strings.

Xing Wuyun stood up, holding a wine glass in one hand, and a wine jug in the other. He walked to the soft couch casually and recklessly, lying on the soft couch, turning his head up and drinking a glass of wine, listening to the music of the piano quietly. .

Mao Gongyi wanted to leave Lianghuai, but on his way to Yuzhou, he received an order from Feng Aotian to rush to the capital to prevent collusion between inside and outside.

The corners of his mouth curled slightly, and he felt like a pet in her captivity. When he liked it, he glanced at it, and when he didn't like it, he just left it aside.

However, just think about it. He naturally wants to listen to her instructions. He doesn't dare to mess around now, for fear that he won't be able to climb into her bed by then, but it will be miserable.

With full of grievances, Mr. Cat turned back and rushed to the capital.

Feng Aotian took Mu Hanjin, and an hour later, she rushed to the border, flew off her horse, and before the guarding soldiers could clearly see the incoming person, she had fallen into Leng Qianye's camp.

Leng Qianye was about to take a shower. He just untied his clothes and took off. He sensitively heard a familiar breath. Before he could turn his head back, he was tapped on the acupuncture points and set in the distance. A cold wind blew on him. He was naked with a little coldness.

Feng Aotian took Mu Hanjin’s hand and appeared in front of him. Leng Qianye’s cold eyes stared at Feng Aotian, thinking of what she looked like now, her eyes rolled. When she saw Mu Hanjin, she was even more embarrassed and her eyes darkened.

Feng Aotian is holding Mu Hanjin with one hand, and with one hand against his chin, looking at Leng Qianye*'s body. These days, it has become much stronger, a bit less tough than Mu Hanyao's tall and straight. Compared to Mu Hanjin’s thinness, she is a bit tighter, wide at the top and narrow at the bottom. It is also a perfect golden ratio figure. She lowered her head and looked at the bird poking her head slightly. She twitched and raised her eyes. , Staring at his handsome face, looking sideways, looking at Mu Hanjin, "Last time the master touched your eldest brother, can you guess it’s yours or hiss?"

Mu Hanjin listened to Feng Aotian's blunt words, Ruyu's face was covered with crimson, her eyes flickered, she looked to one side and remained silent.

She leaned closer, "Then you saw him, do you think it’s his or yours?"

Mu Hanjin finally couldn't pretend, and coughed a few times, "The emperor, it is windy at night, if you don't let Brother Leng wear clothes, he should catch a cold."

Feng Aotian looked at Mu Hanjin, gave a low laugh, then turned his eyes to Leng Qianye, waved his finger lightly, and heard a "puff", Leng Qianye fell into the bathtub. The acupuncture points on the body have also been unlocked.

He hurriedly protected his body with both hands, raised his eyes, and stared at Feng Aotian coldly, without speaking.

Feng Aotian looked at him and said with a serious face, "He was serious just now."

Leng Qianye listened, her eyes shattered with disdain and cold light, and she still didn't speak.

Feng Aotian knows that he is angry, but she just likes to see him angry, a small smile is conjured up at the corner of her mouth, she steps up, walks in front of him, leaned over, and ran her fingers across the warm bath. Slowly moved to his body.

Leng Qianye lowered his voice, "The emperor."

"Huh?" Feng Aotian's fingers have touched his fingers around his chest.

Leng Qianye took a deep breath, then flew out, landing barefoot on the ground, dripping with drops of water on his body, he stretched out his hand, put the shirt hanging on one side on his body, lifted a step, and walked out. .

Feng Aotian looked at his disappearing back, the corner of his mouth smiled deeper, and looked at Mu Hanjin, "No temper."

Mu Hanjin smiled gently, "The emperor, he is not angry, but shy."

Feng Aotian stepped forward and hooked his chin, "How do you know?"

"The emperor, if Brother Leng is really angry, he will definitely do it against you." Mu Hanjin looked at Feng Aotian and said the truth.

"Master only now knows that he turned out to be shy like this." Feng Aotian laughed again, and then watched Leng Qian, who had walked out of the camp, only wearing a thin coat and standing barefoot. leaf.

She stepped out of the camp, stood beside him, put her cloak on him, raised her eyes, and looked at him, "If you are sick, who will fight the next battle?"

Leng Qianye turned her eyes, her cold eyes flashed with doubts, she took a step forward, gathered the straps of the cloak, tugged his wrist, and returned to the camp.

Leng Qianye pulled out his hand unnaturally, and then stepped into the screen, dressed again, walked out, bowed and said, "The minister sees the emperor."

Feng Aotian always smiled evilly, and then said, "Where are the weapons now?"

"Arsenal." Leng Qianye replied truthfully.

"Yeah." Feng Aotian nodded, "In the past few days, the new weapons have been placed, and no one can touch them."

"Yes." Leng Qianye didn't know why Feng Aotian suddenly appeared at the border. He raised his eyes and looked at Mu Hanjin beside her. His eyes were dark and dark, and his hair was full of silver. Is it time Is there no more?

Feng Aotian looked at Leng Qianye's reaction, then looked at Mu Hanjin, "It seems that you have known that he was poisoned."

"Yes." Listening to Feng Aotian's words, Leng Qianye knew that she also knew about Mu Hanjin's situation.

"It's okay for him, the Lord's person, only the Lord can decide life and death." Feng Aotian said in a cold tone, with a smile no longer seen.

Leng Qianye was slightly startled, she was still so domineering, so she stopped talking.

Mu Hanjin always held Feng Aotian's hand, her words were like thorns inserted into his heart.

"In the past few days, the Lord is resting at your place. When Lord Shicai came, no one noticed that there were only a few people who saw the Lord when I went out to the camp just now. Please tell me to go down. The military camp has leaked out." Feng Aotian said solemnly.

"Yes." Leng Qianye replied, and then went out, summoned the soldiers guarding outside, ordered, and then returned to the camp.

Feng Aotian stared at Leng Qianye's bed, and the three of them were a little squeezed asleep.

Leng Qianye stepped forward and looked at Feng Aotian, "The emperor, the minister goes out to sleep."

"If you were going out, wouldn't you be suspected?" Feng Aotian leaned on the bed and looked at him, "Don't forget, the meticulous work in the barracks has not been found yet, and Jibai can't die in vain. "

Leng Qianye listened to Feng Aotian's words, Ruchen's face flashed dark, and the tragic death of Japak was now a thorn in his heart.

Feng Aotian knew Leng Qianye's temperament, turned his eyes, looked at Mu Hanjin, "You can rest."

Mu Hanjin is also holding on. Now, looking at Feng Aotian, the corner of her mouth is smiling, knowing that she is afraid that she will not sleep tonight, so she went to bed, closed her eyes, and went to sleep quietly.

Feng Aotian looked at his tired face and gave birth to a touch of distress. She remembered that Ye Meixi was still not there, and Bianguan was currently facing a catastrophe. She raised her eyes and looked at Leng Qianye, "Since not I would like to sleep with my master, so chat with my master."

Leng Qianye was taken aback for a moment, raised his eyes, and looked at Feng Aotian, "The emperor, the ministers can't chat."

Feng Aotian sat down, then took a cup of water, poured a glass of clear water, drank it, then looked at him, picked up the military book on the table, "how about this chat?"

Leng Qianye nodded, "Yes."

He took a step forward, sat beside her, looked at the military book in her hand, and was silent.

Feng Aotian regained his smile when he first entered the camp, and then stuffed the book of war into his hand, "Let’s say, where I see, what do I not understand?"

Leng Qianye picked up the military book, turned to that page, and said, "Here."

Feng Aotian approached him slightly, then looked at the place he said, then raised his eyes, looked at him, pointed at that place and said, "It should be so..."

This night, Mu Hanjin lay on the bed and slept very peacefully, while Feng Aotian and Leng Qianye had read the military books all night.

Early the next morning, the voice of the soul broke the silence in the camp.

"Is there any news?" Feng Aotian asked in a deep voice.

"Nothing." The soul also whispered back.

"Where is Mo Yan Pavilion?" Feng Aotian asked immediately.

"There was no movement in the Mo Yan Pavilion, but someone in the Pavilion was staring at someone." The soul said immediately.

"Who is it?" Feng Aotian's eyes shattered coldly.

"It's a woman named Ling Shuangxue. She is the daughter of General Wuyue Kingdom Zhenguo. She is heard to be proficient in medicine." The soul reported truthfully.

"If this is the case, he should be in Ling Shuangxue's hands." Feng Aotian wondered where a woman ran? Her eyes were dim, "Send someone to stare at her to find out her true details."

"Yes." The soul responded quickly.

"Where is that old woman?" Feng Aotian asked immediately.

"Now I'm in the East Palace, I will sing with the prince every night for the past two days." When the soul thinks of this woman, it feels cold.

Feng Aotian sneered, "Send someone to drop the drunken soul into her body."

"Yes." The soul was startled, this is a secret technique.

Mu Hanjin looked at Feng Aotian since she got off the bed, "The emperor, why didn't you just kill the prince?"

"At this time, Meixi will naturally do it, and the master will not intervene. However, if someone dares to hurt him, the master will let this person survive and die." Feng Aotian said harshly, and then turned around. Mou, looking at Mu Hanjin, "If you dare to die for your father, then your father will use Feng Clan to bury you."

Mu Hanjin's figure was startled and looked at Feng Aotian. At this moment, he understood more clearly that his position in her heart, his eyes were tearful, and now, even this curse is not To understand, he must also find a solution.

Feng Aotian raised his hand and stroked his face, "Go wash."

"Yes." Feng Aotian nodded in response.

Leng Qianye always looked at Feng Aotian. Her words made him feel trembling. He didn't understand what made her cultivate such a cruel and domineering disposition, but he obviously hated her. , But even if she is so cruel, she can't hate her.

He turned his eyes and looked at Mu Hanjin's figure walking into the screen, thoughtfully.

Feng Aotian looked at Leng Qianye, "Have you checked Jibai's body?"

Leng Qianye immediately returned to his senses, and then said, "Well, after checking, the minister found this."

Feng Aotian took the jade pendant that Leng Qianye took out from her arms, but it was half of it. She looked at it carefully, raised her eyes, and looked at him, "There are other discoveries, for example, for the person who killed him. Such a knife technique?"

Leng Qianye thought carefully, "His arm was broken, his eyes were dug out, and his heart was stabbed three times."

Feng Aotian pondered for a moment, and Mu Hanjin had walked to her side and took the jade pendant in her hand, "The emperor, the minister can find out the source of this jade pendant."

"Well, let's check it." Feng Aotian continued.

"Yes." Mu Hanjin then gently waved the jade pendant and whispered, "Check it out."

Leng Qianye looked at the two people in front of him, but stood on one side and stopped talking.

Feng Aotian looked at him, "Go ahead."

"Yes." Leng Qianye bowed and replied, then stepped out, raised his eyes, looked at the sky in front of him, and condensed his somewhat turbulent thoughts, turned and walked towards the school training ground.

Feng Aotian looked at Mu Hanjin, "Let's take a trip to the border of Qiguo."

"Okay." Mu Hanjin replied, and then the two were flying away, no one noticed.

The cat father rushed all night, and finally rushed to the capital at noon, walked into the imperial palace, walked into the imperial palace, and then lay on his side and soft couch, with a gloomy face.

Lan Jingshu, Yi Mu, and Gu Yefeng did not go to the emperor's bedroom to review the memorials, but were in Lan Jingshu's bedroom.

Gu Yefeng looked at Lan Jingshu, "You said that after the emperor left, how can I feel that something is going to happen?"

Yi Mu and Lan Jingshu raised their eyes, stared at Gu Yefeng, and said in unison, "Shut up."

"Why should I shut up, this is not the Emperor's Sleeping Hall." Gu Yefeng raised his eyebrows and looked at the two of them.

Yi Mu didn't bother to pay attention to him, and read the memorials to himself, thinking that they have no martial arts now. If things like the last time happen again in the palace, they can't stand it.

In the past two days, not only Gu Yefeng, but even with him was restless.

Lan Jingshu has always been worried since Feng Aotian left. Now, listening to Gu Yefeng's words, he is even more worried.

Jingxi bowed her head and walked into the bedroom, reporting in a low voice, "Master, Father Cat is back to Beijing."

"Why did he come back so quickly? It seems that Lianghuai doesn't have that killer." Gu Yefeng said quickly.

Lan Jingshu looked at Yi Mu, thinking the same way, but when he thought of Father Mao's martial arts, he was relieved a lot. At least, the palace is safe.

"But, I'm relieved with the presence of Mr. Cat." Gu Yefeng said again to himself.

Lan Jingshu and Yi Mu were still speechless. When Gu Yefeng saw that they didn't reply, he felt bored, bowed his head and continued to review the memorial.

The cat rested for a while, then he said in a deep voice, "What happened to the master?"

"Mrs. Cat, the subordinates just got news, the master went to the border." Po hurriedly replied.

"Well." Mr. Mao answered lightly, "It seems that Dugu Xingye is at the border."

Thinking about this, he raised his eyes and looked at the Emperor's Sleeping Hall. He felt boring for a while, then got up and walked to the courtyard, and saw that the wine father was still making wine.

"Old drunkard, I was abandoned by the master." Mr. Cat said sadly as soon as he entered the courtyard.

Duke Jiu didn't even lift his eyelids, and said indifferently, "Then come and make wine for me."

"Why don't you comfort me." Mr. Cat listened to Mr. Jiu's words and sighed quietly, "My secret is known by the master."

"Sooner or later, you need to know." Duke Jiu replied very calmly.

The cat lay weakly on the recliner, and then said, "Why can't I remember things before ten?"

"If you are happy, you will surely remember it, if you don't want to remember it, you must be unhappy." Mr. Jiu said slowly.

"It should be, forget it, I don't want that much anymore." Father Cat waved his hand, then looked at Father Jiu, "Old drunkard, the curse of love is scattered for a thousand years, I can't do it, and you can't do it there? "

"This is all fate, I can't crack it." Duke Jiu looked helpless.

"You are more nagging than the old immortal." The corner of his mouth curled slightly, then he lay back in the rocking chair and closed his eyes to rest.

Feng Aotian led Mu Hanjin into the military camp at the border gate of Qiguo. Feng Aotian recognized the man standing on the high platform in the center of the barracks at a glance. The corner of her mouth twitched and looked at Mu Hanjin, "This He is the God of War of Jiguo."

Mu Hanjin also looked at the man in front of him, handsome in appearance, extraordinary in appearance, and majesty between his eyebrows. He looked sideways and looked at Feng Aotian, and also learned the jealousy of father-in-law Cat, "The emperor, you I fell in love with him."

"Yeah." Feng Aotian nodded, "He cherishes talent very much."

"Then you are going to get him to the dragon couch?" Mu Hanjin asked in a low voice.

Feng Aotian looked sideways and looked at Mu Hanjin, "Are you jealous?"

"Yeah." Mu Hanjin nodded undeniably.

Feng Aotian chuckled, "Master is not for anyone. There are many beauties, but you only need to like yourself."

"The emperor doesn't like him?" Mu Hanjin's gentle eyes flickered.

Feng Aotian turned his eyes and looked at him, "Fool."

The two leaned against the imperceptible camp tent, watching Fu Han giving orders, and the corner of her mouth twitched, "If this person can be used by the Lord, then in the future, the battlefield can give him a lot of help." /

Mu Hanjin raised her eyes and looked at Fu Han. This person is indeed a rare general. He can be tied with Leng Qianye. There are only a handful of generals who are equal.

He knows that Feng Aotian is not a lover, otherwise, he would not have loved someone for more than ten years, but now, in her heart, he is away from the person she has loved for so many years. The distance is really far.

After Fu Han said, the soldiers dispersed separately, he got off the platform and returned to his camp.

Feng Aotian and Mu Hanjin turned around and followed them. They flew around and landed on the bed. They saw Fu Han stepping into the camp. He slowly stepped forward, and waited to see that they came out after the screen. The man wearing the veil hurriedly bowed and said, "The minister sees your Royal Highness."

"Well, get up." The voice of the man in front of him was very low, with a terrifying heroic aura between his brows, and his gestures were even more murderous.

Feng Aotian looked at his figure across the bed, wearing a dark purple brocade robe, standing with his hands behind, but the hands in the hidden sleeves pointed towards the bed, and then he heard him sinking. "Emperor Feng is here, why hide in the dark?"

The corner of Feng Aotian's mouth pursed slightly, he stepped out, walked slowly in front of the man, and looked at him, "Are you Dugu Xingye?"

"Exactly." The man in front of him already knew Feng Aotian's appearance, looked at her, and whispered back.

Feng Aotian laughed, "The famous flame sword soul on the rivers and lakes turned out to be the second prince of Qiguo. The second prince's strategy is really powerful, and I almost hit it."

"Emperor Feng is so powerful, how can he put his highness's vulture skills in his eyes." Dugu Xingye said unhurriedly.

Feng Aotian looked at him under the veil, and couldn't help being a little curious, then raised his hand, "I want to see the martial arts of the Flame Blade Soul."

Dugu Xingye showed a cold face, then raised his hand, and fought Feng Aotian.

Fu Han stood on one side, looked at Mu Hanjin, and then at Feng Aotian, slandering in his heart, she turned out to be the emperor of Feng Kingdom, but he was even more curious. She suddenly appeared last time. However, to break all of His Highness's schemes, isn't the Emperor of the Feng Kingdom brutal and unkind? Why is there such a strategy?

Mu Hanjin raised his eyes, looked at Fu Han, and then said warmly, "Han Jin has long heard of General Fu's reputation."

"Are you Mu Hanyao's younger brother?" Fu Han looked at Mu Hanjin and couldn't help asking.

"Exactly." Mu Hanjin answered politely.

Feng Aotian and Dugu Xingye flew out, and then they entangled in the sky, which immediately caused a stir in the barracks. The soldiers all raised their eyes and watched these two emerge from nowhere. People who fought in mid-air, it seemed that they were powerful people in martial arts.

Feng Aotian waved his hand, and a cold wind swept towards Dugu Xingye, and Dugu Xingye also raised his hand and hit her with a wave.

Mu Hanjin and Fu Han immediately followed, raised their eyes and watched the fight between the two in the sky.

Mu Hanjin thought, why didn't this flame sword soul use a knife?

Feng Aotian turned around and flew past his side, then stretched out his hand to lift his veil.

Dugu Xingye quickly raised his palm, blocking Feng Aotian's hand, and then pushed, and the two passed by.

Feng Aotian's mouth evokes a touch of evil charm, and then gathers internal strength with both palms and slaps him together.

Dugu Xingye even raised her hand, taking her cold palm, her eyes full of cruelty.

Fu Han looked at the soldiers in the army looking around, and said in a deep voice, "What are they doing here?"

The soldiers returned to their senses, and quickly dispersed, each performing their duties.

Mu Hanjin raised her eyes and looked at Fu Han. For Feng Aotian's eyes, he certainly knew that Fu Han's prestige in the army must be extremely high. If so, surrender in the future will definitely be a good thing for Feng Guo. .

Fu Han glanced at Mu Hanjin, then raised his eyes and watched the situation above, thinking, the Second Highness had just rushed to the border, and the Emperor Feng Guo chased after him. Could it be that there is one of them? A conspiracy he didn't know about?

Feng Aotian's eyes flashed darkly, and she was forcing him to take the knife. However, he has not taken the knife. The corner of her mouth raised slightly, and then he flew up again, trying to lift his veil.

Mu Hanjin's eyes off the field, with a faint cold light, watching the confrontation between Feng Aotian and Dugu Xingye unsatisfactorily, suddenly there was a clan report in his ears, and his eyes flashed. Severely, then flew up and hit Dugu Xingye with a palm.

Feng Aotian watched him suddenly make a move, and then fluttered down, standing beside Fu Han, watching Mu Hanjin and Dugu Xingye fight.

Fu Han stood on one side, staring at Feng Aotian, neither humble nor arrogant. "The Emperor of the Feng Kingdom is really resourceful."

Feng Aotian chuckled, "It's no more than these two princes."

Fu Han was startled slightly, "The second prince is the national treasure of the kingdom of Qi. The **** in the hearts of the soldiers is naturally incomparable compared to the status of the Emperor of Feng in the hearts of the people of Feng."

Of course, Feng Aotian could hear that he was taunting her. Her mouth twitched and she laughed, "Well, that is, I always like to kill people for fun. Now, when I walk to this military camp, General Fu talks about it. , How many people can I kill?"

Fu Han listened to Feng Aotian's words and followed her martial arts. Now, Mu Hanjin is holding the second majesty, his martial arts must be no better than her. If she really kills...

"Let me see, there should be 200,000 horses in the barracks. If I start a hand, blood will flow into a river. Do you think you can stop it with your strength?" Feng Aotian squinted sideways. The soldiers on patrol said solemnly.

Fu Han has naturally heard of Feng Aotian Suri's behavior. If she really wanted to kill, she would definitely go to war. Now, he can't ruin the plan of the second prince.

At this moment, Mu Hanjin was waving a palm at Dugu Starry Night, but seeing a cold light shining out, a short knife came out of his hand, and it struck Mu Hanjin's white neck.

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