This Lord is Too Cruel: 233 What happened to Mr. Cat?

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Xing Wuyun chuckled and stopped talking.

Wei Zimo left the courtyard with injuries all over his body, wearing a bright red brocade robe, but the blood from the rash soaked the clothes, soaked into the clothes, and the sun shone on him, more and more It is eye-catching and makes people look at a kind of sad beauty.

Xing Wuyun stood not far away watching him staggering forward step by step, but still so cold and noble, he didn't need anyone's mercy, let alone anyone's support, he stubbornly took it These pains are just to preserve one's last dignity.

Wufeng stood beside him, whispering, "This is just the first day."

Xing Wuyun sighed quietly, those peach blossom eyes shot out a cold light, and now we are suffering, I will definitely return it to Gong Yimin a hundredfold.

No wind whispered, "If you can make Gong Yimin pain, the easiest way is to make him not get it."

Xing Wuyun sneered, "I want him to be a hundred times the same."

Wufeng knows that Xing Wuyun is a man who will do what he says. It seems that he has arranged something in secret.

Xing Wuyun looked at Wei Zimo's leaving figure, and the bloodstain stretched from the courtyard to the floating dream palace like a red carpet.

Listening to the wind and listening to the rain, seeing Wei Zimo like this, was shocked, and hurried forward, "Hou Ye..."

Wei Zimo was already half-strength to speak now, but only slightly shook his head, and then entered the bedroom, before reaching the inner hall, he fell to the ground.

Tingfeng and Tingyu wanted to step forward to help him worriedly, but they saw him wave their hands and said, "Go out."

They naturally knew Wei Zimo's temper, so naturally they didn't dare to disobey, so they retreated silently.

Wei Zimo lay on the carpet, without any strength at all, enduring the severe pain on his body, slowly closing his eyes, and Feng Aotian’s smile appeared in his mind, no matter how painful, He has to hold on.

When Feng Aotian woke up, the soul had already reported Wei Zimo's situation to her. Her phoenix eyes flashed with distress, and a bloodthirsty smile overflowed from the corner of her mouth. This was Gong Yimin thought. The desired result.

She didn't speak, Mu Hanyao sat on one side, but heard clearly, even if she listened, she felt painful, let alone me?

Meteor couldn't help but touched his arm, how painful was it to cut the dagger?

Feng Aotian's eyes condensed, "Send the order, we will leave in half an hour."

Mu Hanyao immediately got up and said solemnly, "Yes."

Then proceeded to prepare, Feng Aotian slowly got up, it seemed that she had to speed up the pace.

"Holy Lord, Meteor will also go." Meteor raised his eyes and looked at Feng Aotian with eagerness.

Feng Aotian glanced at him, "Go to Qianye."

"Yes." Meteor responded quickly, and then stepped out of the camp with the dog.

Feng Aotian looked at the soul, "Wuyun is moving in the dark?"

"Yes." The soul replied, "Because of Xiaoyaohou's matter, I was stimulated."

"Even if there was no such thing as Zi Mo, he would do that. Let him do what he wants. He should move." Feng Aotian whispered.

"Yes." The soul replied, and then stepped out.

Feng Aotian sorted out his thoughts a bit, and stepped away from the camp. Mu Hanyao was already ready to rectify, and only waited for an order to go to attack the city.

Feng Aotian stood beside Mu Hanyao, holding his hand, "Go."

"Yes." Mu Hanyao lowered his head and responded, and then flew on her horse. She leaped slightly and sat in front of him. The two of them rode together and left with the group of men and horses. .

Leng Qianye got the order last night, and he also knew that Feng Aotian was at Mu Hanyao's place. Now he was ready. Looking at the time, he took the men and horses to the tower.

At the same time, Ah Jiu took the men and horses to attack the city.

For a time, the three armies pressed in. On this day, after the last siege, there was another **** storm.

The meteor and the dog rushed to the bottom of the tower in the afternoon. Leng Qianye was in command, and Fu Zhuo led the troops to attack the city.

The meteor swaggered into the camp and saw Leng Qianye's expression indifferent, and he was setting up troops.

He walked in with a hippy smile, stood beside Leng Qianye, looked at him sideways, and smiled, "Can I help?"

Leng Qianye raised his eyes following the voice, and saw the meteor smile very brightly. He narrowed his eyes slightly, and then said, "It is not used now."

Meteor was immediately discouraged, then collapsed on a chair beside him, looking at him, "That's fine, let me take a break."

Leng Qianye responded slightly, and then continued to be busy without expression.

The dog looked at the lazy look of the shooting star, grunted, and then leaned on one side and took a rest.

Ajiu is now standing under the tower, looking at the city in front of her. She had already made arrangements before, and only waiting for the emperor's order, she could press in and break through the tower.

Meng Chu stood beside Ah Jiu and saw her personally driving a horse to attack the city. This courage was even more powerful than that of men. He couldn't help thinking, Feng Qiguo’s women were all like this. Is it so powerful?

Nan Yu had expected Feng Aotian to come early in the morning. She must have come to declare war. She came yesterday, just to tell him that the real contest has just begun. If he loses, even if he starts the spell, she will have The method can be solved, but Nan Yu has already made the worst plan now, and it is a big deal that the people returning from Nan will be buried with him.

At the same time, Mr. Mao was taken out of the valley by Mr. Jiu and took him to the mountains. Now it has been several months, he is also out of the customs, and Mr. Mao is not behind him.

The two subordinates guarding the pass raised their eyes to watch Mr. Jiu going out, and hurriedly stepped forward and said, "See Mr. Jiu."

"Yeah." Duke Jiu answered lightly, raising his eyes and looking into the distance, "A disaster is approaching."

Listening to Mr. Jiu's words, his subordinates couldn't help wondering, "What can Mr. Jiu see?"

"Where is the master now?" Jiu Gong asked, turning his eyes to look at a handsome man in front of him.

"We are attacking Nanhui." The man in front of him replied.

"Send someone to guard the gate. No one is allowed to enter without the order of the house." Jiu-gong said and walked forward.

"Yes." The two subordinates responded, and then watched Mr. Jiu leave.

Duke Jiu did not go south to return to the country, but returned to the Fengqi State Palace. When he fell, he saw the windlessness in the courtyard returning from the Feng Clan.

No wind raised his eyes, just to meet Duke Jiu's eyes, he was startled first, and quickly went forward and said, "The disciple has seen Master Ji."

Duke Jiu looked sideways and looked at the windlessness in front of him. Naturally, he knew him, but he said coldly, "Nowadays, the Sajia is no longer an innocent person, no need to be polite."

No wind and respectfully responded, "In the hearts of disciples, Master will always be Master."

Xing Wuyun walked in at this time. Seeing Wufeng, he had guessed it, and then said, "Is he really a teacher?"

"Yeah." No wind answered.

Duke Jiu glanced at Wufeng, "Are all the wine jars brushed?"

"Hehe, Master...No, I should call you Master." Xing Wuyun quickly changed a cynical smile, "Master, where did you come back from?"

"Go and clean the wine jars." Mr. Jiu just said coldly, and then he stepped into the house.

Wu Feng looked at Xing Wuyun's deflated appearance, smiled indifferently, and hurriedly followed Mr. Jiu into the house.

Xing Wuyun looked at the back of the two with a smile, rolled up his sleeves obediently, and really went to clean the jar.

Seeing that no wind followed him, Mr. Jiu raised his eyes and scanned the room, then said, "How confident are you of this innocent secret technique?"

"80%." No wind whispered back.

"Without even a ten-percent certainty, let him try, if he tries something good or bad, it will be fatal." Jiu Gong Gong said in a deep voice.

No wind hurriedly looked down, "This is no way, but now that the master is here, the disciple can rest assured."

The Jiu Gong Gong turned around and looked at No Wind. With a wave of his sleeve, he flung out a cowhide roll. "According to this, you can be foolproof."

"Yes." No wind hurriedly took it, and responded happily.

Duke Jiu waved his hand, "Sajia is tired, let's go out."

"The disciple retire." Holding the parchment roll like a windless baby, he retreated out respectfully.

Wufeng exited the room, and when he turned his eyes, he saw Xing Wuyun sitting aside brushing the jar. He stepped forward and looked at, "Master is Master."

Xing Wuyun raised his eyes and looked at him, "He is now my master, according to seniority, should you call me Master Uncle instead?"

When there is no wind, I smiled indifferently, "I want to be beautiful."

"Okay, let's study it. As long as you can make Zi stranger survive, it will be fine." Xing Wuyun said while looking at Wufeng.

"I'm going to study here." No wind responded indifferently, then turned around and sat on the stone bench beside him, looking at the parchment roll.

Xing Wuyun suddenly remembered what Feng Aotian said that day, and seemed to have thought of something, but looking at the pile of wine jars in front of him, he could only wait for the wine father to come out.

Wei Zimo was awakened from the pain. The corners of his mouth were split. He braced himself to get up, but every time he moved, it was painful. He gritted his teeth and didn't let himself scream. I stood up leisurely and walked forward slowly.

On the spotless white velvet carpet of the past, which has been soaked with blood, he walked forward slowly and said in a deep voice, "Get the bath soup."

"Yes." Listening to the wind, he walked in, blushed, rolled up the blood-red carpet, and took it out.

Wei Zimo looked at the steaming water mist in front of him, he tore off his clothes, the blood stains stuck to the skin, and solidified tightly with the clothes, without any tugging, blood was flowing.

When he took off his clothes, he was already in a cold sweat. He closed his eyes, unwilling to see the unsightly appearance of himself now. He went straight into the tub, hot water seeped into the skin, and the flesh was open. , He couldn't restrain it in the end, and there was a broken voice.

The day passed in such a hurry. The three cities that returned to the country were full of flames, and the war was on the verge of breaking out.

Le Qiguo, Le Ling naturally got the news. He seems to have expected Nan Huiguo to be unable to return to heaven. What he can do now is to deploy everything to prevent Feng Aotian from attacking Le Qiguo. It was clear in her heart that once Nan Huiguo was captured, her next goal was to break through Le Qiguo and replace her as one of the three powers.

"Master." A cold voice sounded, and the woman's low voice had no warmth.

Le Ling didn't look at it. Through the curtains, he looked at a woman wearing a mask, only revealing a pair of cold eyes and a piece of lips, wearing a black short dress.

"Since the injury is healed, let's go to work." Le Ling said in a deep voice.

"Yes." The woman in front of her was the surviving Lv Yunxiu, with a bloodthirsty and cold voice at the corner of her mouth, and then she stepped back.

At this moment, the sky was getting dark, and no wind led Wei Zimo into the secret room. There was a bathtub on the ice jade bed with hot potion inside. Wei Zimo took off his clothes and then sat in.

Alternating cold and hot, Wei Zimo closed his eyes and began to move, excluding everything.

Xing Wuyun finished brushing the last wine jar, then stood up, turning his eyes to see that Mr. Jiu was already sitting on one side.

He stepped forward and stood beside Mr. Jiu, "Master, is Mr. Cat still alive?"

Duke Jiu raised his eyes and looked at him, "What do you ask this for?"

"If he is still alive, then the emperor will have hope." Xing Wuyun knew what the cat means to Feng Aotian.

Duke Jiu raised his eyes and looked at Xing Wuyun, "He is not dead, but he is half dead."

When Xing Wuyun heard this, he hurriedly asked, "Can there be any help?"

"Everything can only depend on his good fortune." Duke Jiu said directly, and then said, "You will return to the Innocent Gate in the past few days."

"Why?" Xing Wuyun immediately sat aside and asked, it is not time to go now.

Duke Jiu continued, "The Sajia has just calculated that Wuxiemen will be destroyed in the past few days. If you don't go, can you watch Wuxiemen's thousand-year foundation destroyed?"

Xing Wuyun's eyes sank, and then he said, "When will Master be the prophet."

"There is a Sajia watching here, naturally there will be no accident. This is your sin, you can settle it by yourself." Duke Jiu whispered.

"Yes." Xing Wuyun quickly condensed his public temper, got up and responded respectfully, then turned and left.

Duke Jiu looked at his leaving figure and sighed quietly.

Xing Wuyun first went back to the Xingyun Palace. After entering the secret room, he saw Wufeng constantly adding fire to the tub clamped on the fire, and the cold air on the ice bed of cold jade quickly extinguished the fire. .

He looked at Wei Zimo who was sitting upright in the bathtub, and then looked towards Wufeng, "I am going to the door these days."

"Can something happen?" Wufeng asked again.

"Yeah." Xing Wuyun nodded, "Master said that Wuxiemen is about to be destroyed."

"Nothing has changed in these days in the door." Wufeng looked at Xing Wuyun, "Did Master see anything?"

"Said it was my sin." Xing Wuyun continued.

"Then you can go with peace of mind. The old man is still closed, and there is no one in the door." Wufeng continued, "Leave this to me."

"Yeah." Xing Wuyun replied, raising his eyes and looking at Wei Zimo, "I will leave now."

"Okay." Windlessly nodded.

Xing Wuyun immediately turned around and left the secret room. He briefly prepared, and then went to tell Lan Jingshu. After a few words, he flew away.

Feng Aotian leaned against Mu Hanyao's arms, looking at the city in front of her for a long time, she looked at him sideways, "Is there a way to break the city?"

"Yes." Mu Hanyao replied in a low voice.

"Quick battle and quick decision." Feng Aotian said solemnly.

"The minister obeyed." Mu Hanyao whispered, then turned over and got off his horse and walked forward slowly.

Li Su stood beside him, "Can the general give orders?"

After Mu Hanyao listened to her, she saw Li Su leave with a smile.

He returned to Feng Aotian's side, "Within a day, he will be able to break the city."

"Okay." Feng Aotian nodded in response, and then said in a deep voice, "I will kill Qianye and Ah Jiu, tomorrow we must break the city."

"Yes." Po answered in the dark.

Leng Qianye sat on the main seat calmly, waiting for Feng Aotian's order, and when someone came to report to him, he immediately responded.

Meteor looked bored and lazily at Leng Qianye, "Really without my help?"

"Yes." Leng Qianye raised his eyes and said to the meteor.

Meteor hurried forward, "Just say it."

Leng Qianye's indifferent and dusty face showed a slight smile, "Do you know the truth about dragons without a leader?"

"I understand." Meteor immediately understood and smiled and left the camp.

The dog feels that he is just a small attendant. Wherever the meteor goes, he can only follow.

Ajiu also got news here, and quickly ordered to go down, Meng Chu looked at her sideways, "It looks like the three armies will be able to reunite tomorrow."

"Yes." Ah Jiu raised her eyes and looked at the flames in front of her eyes, a smile hung on the corner of her mouth, "I can see the master tomorrow."

The fighting continued. Although the three cities were invincible, they still couldn't resist Feng Qiguo’s iron cavalry. The next afternoon, when all three cities were breached and the army entered the city, the three armies did not stop too much. In a rush, he led Ma Qiqi to Kyoto, where he returned south.

Nan Yu stood on the castle tower in Kyoto, listening to the report from the dark guard beside him, "The emperor, the three armies will have to come to the city within half an hour."

A smile flashed across Nan Yu's handsome face. He stood with his hand in his hand and looked into the distance, "The one that should come is coming, but it will happen sooner or later."

"So now?" the prime minister asked from the side.

Nan Yu waved his hand and said, "It's a matter of fate."

When he said this, the hundred officials naturally knew what it meant. They either broke the city or burned to pieces.

The three armies pressed in, and Leng Qianye and Ajiu rode on horses to join Mu Hanyao.

In the barracks, Feng Aotian sat upright with the main seat, and the generals of the three armies knelt on the ground, "Long live my emperor!"

Feng Aotian sits in a precarious manner, sweeping away one by one, and said in a deep voice, "Flat."

"Thanks to the emperor." The generals took their orders, slowly got up, and stood upright.

Feng Aotian said a few words casually, and everyone retired. In the camp, only Ah Jiu, Leng Qianye, Mu Hanyao and Meng Chu, and Fu Zhuo remained.

Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at Meng Chu, "General Meng has been fighting with Ajiu's march these days, so does he have different opinions?"

Meng Chu has never confronted Feng Aotian in such a direct confrontation, but he raised his eyes to look at Feng Aotian, and felt that this person's spirit of the king was completely natural, and she seemed to be shrouded in a dominance of the world. People dare not underestimate the mighty air.

He bowed his head and said, "I can't talk about opinions, I just think that Fengqiguo will come out in large numbers."

Feng Aotian smiled lightly, "Since General Meng has returned to me, he has nothing to do with me and stay in Fengqi country."

Meng Chu could hear the meaning of Feng Aotian's words. If he is unstable, there is only a dead end. He is not afraid of death, but it is not yet the final moment.

Feng Aotian waved his hand and said, "Wait, please withdraw."

"Yes." Ah Jiu, Meng Chu and Fu Zhuo responded, and then retreated.

Feng Aotian looked at Leng Qianye. She hadn't seen him for a long time, but she was more energetic. She smiled and raised her hand to motion him to step forward.

Leng Qianye stepped forward slowly, placed her hand on her palm, and held it more tightly.

Feng Aotian raised her other hand, and Mu Hanyao stepped forward and held it. She looked at the two people in front of her, thinking that they were afraid that they would not be able to return to the court, so they could only bring soldiers to fight outside, which was really a debt. A lot of them.

The two of them sat beside her, Feng Aotian smiled, "I don't have much time to spend time with you."

Leng Qianye raised his eyes and looked at her, "Is everything fine with the emperor?"

Feng Aotian chuckled, "You two are in a tacit understanding, and you ask the same thing."

Leng Qianye has a small smile at the corner of his mouth, and his handsome face is even more elegant. He restrained the cold and harsh air from his body and showed gentleness.

Feng Aotian squeezed his hand and said, "I will take Nan to return to China, I will stay with you for a few days."

"Okay." Leng Qianye responded with a smile.

Mu Hanyao sat on one side and did not speak, but the three of them sat in one place and enjoyed themselves.

Meteor stood outside the account, looked at Fu Zhuo, smiled and moved forward, "Where is Leng Peihan?"

"It is in the aftermath, and it should be there tomorrow." Fu Zhuo looked at the meteor and said in a low voice.

"Oh." Meteor responded with a smile, "Then when will you two get married?"

Fu Zhuo smiled, then smiled, "I don't know."

"How can I not know this?" Meteor said quickly, "A good thing should be early, and be careful to be picked up by others."

Fu Zhuo was slightly startled, feeling that Meteor made sense, "After this battle is over, I will ask for an order."

"That's right." Meteor smiled and nodded.

After a day's rest, Feng Aotian led his men and horses to stand under the last city of Nan returning home.

Nan Yu lived high and looked far away, staring at Feng Aotian who came slowly, without any timidity or worry, and his face was plain.

Feng Aotian felt that it was not in vain to be able to have such a courage at the last moment. Her hard work these days.

Without much words, Feng Aotian passed on the order, and the three armies sent out together to attack the three-sided gate of Kyoto.

Mu Hanyao and Leng Qianye stood beside Feng Aotian, the three raised their eyes and looked at Nan Yu above the tower.

"The emperor, don't you worry about him starting the spell?" Leng Qianye asked from the side.

"He can't turn it on." Feng Aotian's mouth twitched. When he went to see him that day, he moved his hands and feet on his body. Now, he can't turn on the spell.

Mu Hanyao turned his eyes to look at Feng Aotian, naturally understanding why he said so.

Feng Aotian looked at the meteor beside him, "You can do it."

"Yes." Meteor responded, and then left with the dog.

Now there are only 200,000 horses left in Kyoto, spread across three gates, and there are only tens of thousands of people, while Feng Aotian has 600,000 horses. Within half a day, he captured the gates.

The city gate broke through, Feng Aotian tapped his toes and flew onto the tower, looking at Nan Yu in front of him, "I know that your temperament will definitely not survive. Before you die, what else do you have? Last wish?"

Nan Yu raised his eyes to look at Feng Aotian, only he knew that Feng Aotian had already poisoned him unknowingly and sealed his lifeline. Therefore, he cannot start the spell now, he raised his eyes Looking not far away, the place where the spells were activated was the altar. A layer of white mist was shrouded in the altar. It had been sealed up, and he was now incapable of returning to the sky.

He looked at Feng Aotian and raised his voice with a smile, "Successor and loser, since I can't keep the legacy of returning to China for a hundred years, I have no face to meet the ancestors who returned to China."

Feng Aotian looked at Nan Yu, "Destiny is like this."

"After I die, you will throw my bones into ashes." Nan Yu whispered, "No need to be buried, no need to erect a monument, just let me be wiped out."

Feng Aotian stood with his hands behind his hands, whispered, "Okay."

Nan Yu turned around and looked at the ministers behind him, "They live or die, it depends on how you deal with them, and now I can't control them."

He said quietly, then raised his eyes and looked at the land of Nan returning to the country. He jumped off the tower without using half of his internal strength. He fell straight down the tower without his mask and his body was broken.

Mu Hanyao and Leng Qianye were standing under the tower, looking at Nan Yu, who was hanging down. There was a smile on his mouth, and there was no hatred. Perhaps, he had already figured out that he died so tragically. Resilience, stubbornness and stubbornness, even more popular, even if defeated.

Feng Aotian glanced at Nan Yu's corpse, and said in a deep voice, "Take down the ashes and scatter his ashes with the wind."

"Yes." Leng Qianye and Mu Hanyao responded, and then ordered someone to carry it down.

When the prime minister on the side saw this, he quickly knelt on the ground, bowed his head at Tian San, and cried himself in front of Feng Aotian.

When other officials saw this, they didn’t know what to do. Some of them lowered their heads and did not dare to say anything. Some veterans would naturally not give in. They went straight to the prime minister’s footsteps and committed suicide. For a time, the whole tower was bloodied. Flowing into a river.

Feng Aotian was not half moved, but ordered people to carry the corpse to a thick burial. Then, he saw Mu Hanyao, Leng Qianye, Ajiu and others walking forward

The soldiers under the tower and the generals shouted long live in unison.

Feng Aotian raised her eyes and looked high. There was a sea of ​​fire on all sides. It was really not easy for her to conquer another country. Then there was another fierce battle.

The news that Nanhuiguo was breached spread across the entire Chinese mainland in a flash, and the small country was panicked, as did the hundreds of officials in the big country.

Especially Caiguo. Early on, Gu Yefeng sat on the dragon chair, swept across the hundred officials under the hall, took a step forward, bowed his head and said, "The emperor, now Nan Hui has been captured, Feng Qiguo's next goal must be Caiguo."

"Yes, now we have to think about the countermeasures early." The courtier on the side agreed.

Gu Yefeng remained silent, and then looked to the left phase, "What can the left phase do?"

Zuo Xiang raised his eyes to look at Gu Yefeng, "The old minister advocates peace talks."

"Should you not ask Le Qiguo for help?" The right-hand said, "Don't forget the left-hand, the relationship between Emperor Fengqi and the emperor is now negotiating a peace, I am afraid it will not work."

Zuo Xiang lifted his eyes to look at Gu Yefeng, "Because of the relationship between the emperor and Emperor Fengqi, maybe we can see the past affection on the Internet. This is a slow strategy."

The right-hand sneered, "Emperor Fengqi is a well-known tyrant. When the emperor left Fengqi country, she sent people to chase after him. She had already broken off the relationship with the emperor. On the one hand, not to mention, although my Cai Nation is not a big country, but it is also a second-class country. Is it still afraid that Fengqi Nation will fail?"

The left side raises his eyes to look at the right side, "Then follow the right side, is it advocated to fight?"

"Naturally." The right corresponded, "Don't forget the left, there is still Le Qiguo behind Caiguo."

"I am afraid that Le Qiguo will not be able to protect itself. Le Qiguo sent troops to help South China, but in the end he lost his wife and broke down." Zuo Xiang said coolly, obviously not paying attention to Le Qiguo. .

Gu Yefeng didn't speak, but allowed the two to compete, he just looked at impermanently.

Officials from the two factions began to attack each other, and the huge Golden Temple was a mess.

After a long time, the left side and the right side could not tell the difference, so they threw the problem to Gu Yefeng.

"The emperor, please make a decision." Zuo Xiang is now confident and does not put Gu Yefeng in his eyes at all. He has already determined that he is a puppet.

You Xiang raised his eyes to look at Gu Yefeng. In the past few days, he also got the emperor's suggestion and gradually gave him some real power. Now, he and Zuo Xiang are evenly matched.

Gu Yefeng just said in a low voice, "This matter must be discussed in a long-term, let me think about it."

After a lot of noise, he went down. Gu Yefeng went straight to Xin'er's bedroom. After holding back everyone, he got up from the wheelchair. Now he can move slowly on his own.

Xin'er is naturally standing on one side with her head down. Gu Yefeng walks along the pillars and walls on the side. If he is tired or is about to fall forward, he will support it. Naturally, he will not lean against Xin'er. Body.

"Now letting the left phase and the right phase quarrel, just give the right opposite the opportunity to refute the left phase." Xin'er said from the side.

"Well, anyway, if there is no result in one day, I will make trouble for one day." Gu Yefeng said as he walked.

"The master should deal with Le Qiguo next." Xin'er estimated.

"It should be, but I still have to take some measures against Caiguo." Gu Yefeng continued.

"If Le Qiguo can be taken down, then Feng Qiguo will become one of the three great nations in one fell swoop." Xin'er said with a smile quickly.

Gu Yefeng nodded and said, "It might not be so easy to win Le Qiguo."

"The master should have a countermeasure." Xiner said from the side.

Feng Qiguo, Lan Jingshu naturally got the news. He was overjoyed. The officials said they were happy with each other. The people in the capital celebrated in their own way. In the past, they could not wait to escape from this place, but , But now I am proud to be a citizen of Fengqi Kingdom, and I am proud.

Jin Yao and Xue Ke, who guarded Qicheng City, also got the news. Xue Ke is now pregnant, and she will give birth in two months.

After Qiguo was captured, the people's minds have now stabilized, and the people live and work in peace and contentment. They have gradually accepted the fact that they are citizens of Fengqiguo. Today, Qicheng has gradually returned to normal.

Chu Lingtian supported Xue Ke. Her body was heavy. Due to her physique, these days, she was always lethargic and she was not very energetic.

Jin Yao looked at Xue Ke, "A Jiu has done a great job this time."

Xue Ke said with a smile, "She has been hiding in the mountains for half a year. She has been waiting for this day."

Jin Yao smiled, Chu Lingtian sat beside Xue Ke, "Who is Jiu?"

"Is an eccentric girl." Xue Ke said while looking at Chu Lingtian.

"I heard that she surrendered Meng Chu." Jin Yao continued.

"What do you mean?" Xue Ke turned her eyes slyly, looking at Jin Yao and said.

Jin Yao smiled and nodded, "That girl Peihan is now a famous flower."

"I didn't expect Fu Zhuo to start so quickly." Xue Ke didn't expect it to happen.

"Who can tell about fate?" Jin Yao responded with a smile, then looked at Xueke, "Do you want to return to Beijing?"

"Still not, just give birth here." Xue Ke responded with a smile, "I will be with you."

"Are you not afraid that he will be jealous?" Jin Yao raised his eyes and glanced at Chu Lingtian, then said with a smile.

Xue Ke raised her eyes and glared at Chu Lingtian, "He dares."

Chu Lingtian just smiled. Since he came to her again, his smile has increased a lot and his temper has become more cheerful.

It took two days for Xing Wuyun to rush to the Wuxiemen. Just after entering the door, he saw that everything was fine. He seemed to think something was wrong, and then he ordered people to go down for a few days to be more careful.

The rash on Wei Zimo's body was cut in the past two days, and the scab has been slowly forming, but the pain has penetrated deep into the bone marrow, and the poison gas is slowly flowing out of the body. Cure the root cause.

Wu Feng watched Wei Zimo suffer these hardships all day, and sighed in his heart. He was going to the Feng Clan to take care of Mu Hanjin during the day, and he had to come over to detoxify Wei Zimo at night. Haggard a lot.

Since Mr. Jiu came back that day, he has not taken a step outside the hospital.

Feng Aotian knows that Duke Jiu has gone out of the mountain, and that Xing Wuyun is now back to Wuxiemen. After returning to China for a few days, she left and returned to the country. However, all the cities in Nanhui are not like the original habitation. In that way, it was forced to enter, and then slowly rectified. Today, when returning to the country, the practice is to capture one city and then rehabilitate the other. Therefore, after the capture of Kyoto, the other cities have been rectified, and the people are as usual. , Living the life of Guotai and Min'an is just a change of dynasty. Compared with the emperor of the past, they feel that the emperor is better today. At the very least, their lives are gradually improving. Nowadays, the people are united and there is no rebellion. The courtier.

Feng Aotian reorganized Kyoto, changed Nanhuiguo to Nanhuicheng, sent Ah Jiu to station here, elected a new prefecture, and re-arranged the official arrangements. Before Nan returned to China Feng Aotian dispatched the officials who had been placed before. The rest, the corrupt officials ransacked their homes, and the rest let them be disarmed and returned to their fields.

South China was regained and then gathered, but there was no change. This was far beyond the expectations of other countries. They originally thought that there would be some situation in the future, but now they are so happy. He started to endanger himself, and felt that Feng Aotian was too terrifying.

Mu Hanyao and Leng Qianye returned to the court with Feng Aotian's class, and Fu Zhuo led Leng Peihan to Feng Aotian's place to ask for a marriage on the day of his return to China. Feng Aotian readily agreed , Thinking that Fu Han was also in Beijing, he allowed the two to return to Beijing to do their marriage.

Feng Aotian took Mu Hanyao and Leng Qianye to the capital quickly, while Fu Zhuo and Leng Peihan returned to Beijing with a large group of people.

Ten days later, Feng Aotian finally returned to the capital, Dang Even returned to the palace.

Leng Qianye and Mu Hanyao did not follow her back to the palace, but went back to the palace separately. They had not seen the two old ladies for a long time, and finally returned to Beijing, and then returned to the palace.

Feng Aotian returned to Beijing and went to the courtyard.

Seeing Feng Aotian's fall, Mr. Jiu quickly got up, "The old slave has seen the master."

Feng Aotian stepped forward and looked at him, "What happened to Mr. Cat?"

"Unconscious." Duke Jiu continued.

Feng Aotian's eyes sank, and he whispered, "When will I wake up?"

"Old slaves don't know." Duke Jiu answered truthfully.

Feng Aotian sighed quietly, "He will wake up."

Duke Jiu looked down, but he didn't dare to look at Feng Aotian's eyes. Even if he could hide his mind, he was afraid that Feng Aotian would see something.

Feng Aotian turned around and left the courtyard.

She went to the Xingyun Palace, and went straight into the secret room, Wufeng felt a familiar breath, turned around, and saw Feng Aotian come in.

When he was about to speak, he saw Feng Aotian shaking his head, and he stood in place with a smile.

Feng Aotian stood at the door of the secret room and did not step forward. From a distance, she saw Wei Zi sitting in the bathtub, her neck stretched down, and her shoulders were densely covered with scars. Her eyes flashed with deep distress, but she did not dare to step forward. She knew his temperament. If he knew that she saw him, her breath would be disturbed. If all her previous efforts were abandoned...

Feng Aotian stood there and watched for a while, then turned around and left Xingyun Palace.

No wind followed immediately, Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked out the window, thoughtfully.

She turned slowly, the cold moonlight shone on the windless white clothes, but his face was a little haggard, she stepped forward and stood in front of him, "These days, I'm tired."

Wufeng raised his eyes and looked at her. Because of her concern, the fatigue in his heart was also wiped out. He smiled indifferently, "It's okay."

Feng Aotian suddenly took his hand and looked at the black mark left on his palm and the burned area. She held his hand and turned and walked forward slowly.

No wind allowed her to lead, lowered her head, and followed her silently. The bedroom was silent, and the two of them had very light footsteps. No wind followed carefully, not daring to make a sound, for fear Broke the silence.

Feng Aotian found the medicine box, led him to sit down, and took out the golden sore medicine to give him the medicine. The clear ointment touched the skin, he raised his eyes and looked at her, smiling slightly.

After taking the good medicine, Feng Aotian got up and said, "Master is back. Go and accompany him."

"Yeah." No wind nodded, then turned around and entered the secret room.

Feng Aotian left on her own, wanting to go to Feng Clan, but saw Lan Jingshu standing outside the palace waiting for her.

She slowly approached him, looked at his gentle and jade face, and raised her hand to caress, "Now that the wind is strong, why not wear more."

Lan Jingshu quickly leaned in Feng Aotian's arms, "The minister wants to see the emperor sooner."

Feng Aotian embraced him, smiled lightly, "Fool."

Xing Wuyun has been sitting in Wuxiemen for ten days, but there is nothing wrong with him. He stood on the top of the mountain, looking towards Feng Qiguo, thoughtfully.

"The sect master, there is a change under the mountain." The subordinate suddenly fell and reported in a low voice.

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