The only one who looked dead and couldn't wake up was Feng Ji'er...
When Xuan Luo's head was twisted off, a smear of blood happened to be sprinkled on her left shoulder. What she saw in her eyes was the black energy dissipating from Xuan Luo's body, and what she felt on her body was a burning pain!
Feng Ji'er stretched out her hand to wipe the warm blood and stared at Ye Xilou's back. His movements were so fast just now. She even thought to herself that maybe she was dazzled - how could Xuan Luo possibly
Death by having her head twisted off? That scene was just a moment of imagination that flashed in her mind... just an imagination!
So she shook her head desperately... She was like a puppet, kneeling on the ground, not daring to raise her eyes...
"Commanders of the Northern Army, listen to your orders! The head of the Northern Emperor is here! I, Ye Xilou, will be the emperor of the Northern Kingdom from this moment on! The previous Northern Emperor was bewitched by the witch and possessed a demonic aura. He is no longer your emperor!
Now that the demon emperor has been eliminated, the soldiers who surrendered to me kneel before me! Listen to my orders!"
Ye Xilou's voice was loud and clear, like a god of war, towering over the soldiers of the Northern Army, and his power was unstoppable...
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Ying had already protected himself in front of Feng Ming, looking at the Northern Army. Ye Xilou had broken off the Beihuang's head and was launching a coup, but the Northern Army did not riot... Otherwise, it would have been a perfect opportunity for them to attack.
opportunity!
If there is no riot in the Northern Army and no one resists, they should be careful about Ye Xilou - this person is definitely more ferocious than the tiger and leopard!
"Long live the new emperor! Long live the war emperor!" The soldiers of the Northern Army spread like waves in the sea wind. They all knelt on the ground and bowed in the direction of Yexi Tower.
Not only did they respectfully call him the War Emperor, but they also knelt down and worshiped him in an extremely solemn and pious manner!
Feng Ji'er could no longer hear any sounds. She knelt and dragged her legs to move to Xuan Luo's body. She picked up Xuan Luo's hand, which was cold. Such a cold feeling made her body feel cold.
It got cold along with it...
She took out the Swiss Army Knife that she had always carried with her from her boots, and handed it to Xuan Luo with trembling hands.
"This is yours, take it..."
"You haven't explained to me yet. It doesn't matter whether the things you have done... are good or evil. You just need to tell me, what you don't want, Xuan Luo?"
Feng Ji'er's voice was obscured by the roaring and killing sounds... Her hand had been holding Xuan Luo's hand tightly, and her eyes had long been invisible... She also fell into darkness. In the darkness, she didn't know who pulled her.
With a handful, she flew up with her
That embrace is very light, very light, and that smell is very familiar, very familiar...
But she was already a little delirious, and he suddenly wanted to laugh - laugh at all the absurd things that happened here, laugh at her for once again watching Ye Xilou kill another person she cared about - a friend!
In the darkness, time always passed too long. Feng Jier didn't know what happened in that war, and what it turned into in the end...
She just saw many faces in the darkness, including Huo Guang with a bright smile, Xuan Luo with a sly smile, and a stranger's face whose face was so blurry that she couldn't see clearly.
That man seems to be a messenger... Oh, it's the messenger sent by Brother Ming. He is hurrying to deliver a letter to the North Country...
She ran and ran after that person, and in the end, she saw the faces of some more people, the monks in the temple... and the pilgrim who smiled at her with evil intentions...
It was so messy, she didn't want to look at it, but some people's faces kept appearing, people with black hair, blue eyes, high noses, dark skin, etc...
In the darkness, she was able to see so much clearly, and she could also smell the extremely rich smell of blood...
She grabbed her chest, and blood... came from Huo Guang's body. Huo Guang's heart was bleeding a lot!
Blood spurted out from Xuan Luo's body, covering her whole body...
All the blood flowed into her body. She was so depressed that she felt like she was suffocating!
When Feng Ji'er woke up again, it was already a month later
She opened her eyes and looked at the golden light above her head, the exquisitely carved dragon bed tent roof, and the auspicious patterns of dragons and phoenixes, it was so dazzling!
Whose dragon bed is she lying on...
There were palace maids coming in and out, waiting for her to drink some tasteless soup, and eunuchs who were busy here and there, not forgetting to secretly glance at her expression before proceeding...
Looking at the palace maid's dress, she had already guessed that this was the Northern Palace.
"Where is your emperor?" Feng Ji'er's first words came out after she woke up.
"Your Majesty! You are finally awake!" A palace maid hurriedly came forward and knelt beside the bed, she couldn't help but be happy.
"Have I slept for a long time?" Feng Ji'er's face was calm. She even blinked her innocent watery eyes and looked at the palace maid.
The palace maid looked troubled, wondering if she could answer her... There was a moment of anxiety, and after hesitation, she just replied: "The queen has just woken up. She is weak and cannot think too much. I will wait for you to rest. The emperor will be here soon."
"What's your name?" Feng Ji'er saw that the palace maid was a little panicked, so she followed her and lay on the bed again but stared at her face stubbornly and asked.
"My name is Xinrong. I was transferred to Jinhua Palace a month ago to serve the empress."
"You're not serving me well," Feng Ji'er said softly.
The palace maid named Xin Rong was so frightened that her face turned pale. She knelt down again and said in panic: "My Majesty, please forgive me! My Majesty, please spare my life!"
"I ask, you answer, I will forgive your sin, otherwise, when the emperor comes, you will only die."
Xinrong raised his eyes and looked at the Queen in front of him in surprise. He saw that she was smiling and as beautiful as a fairy, but the words she spoke... were like poisonous snakes and scorpions that could kill her at any time!
"Yes! Your Majesty, I don't dare to speak anymore. I know everything! The Queen... has been in a coma for a month. This is the emperor's palace. When the emperor ascended the throne, Princess Changsi of the Feng Kingdom was granted the title of empress. Now the two of them have
The war in the country has... been settled."
Feng Ji'er had just woken up. Although her mind was very clear, her body was still very weak. When Xinrong said this, her breathing became louder. She covered her chest and tried to calm down...