"Changfeng, don't be like this. Changfeng, we can also use other methods to find it. Maybe we have rescued the parchment roll. Don't worry so much." Seeing this, Ziyu grabbed Beiming Changfeng's hand, his face
I felt sad and worried at the same time.
"Feng'er..." As Ziyu's voice drifted, the man who had just slapped Beiming Changfeng not far away suddenly spoke.
The North Ming Changfeng raised its head fiercely.
With gray hair and an elegant appearance, a man wearing a blue gown stood in the cold wind, with a wild goose circling above his head. Although he was already middle-aged, his handsomeness had not diminished at all.
Beiming Changfeng suddenly clenched his fingers into fists: "Master."
Master? Ziyu was stunned. Is this Beiming Changfeng’s master? Shangguanxing’s father?
Squinting his eyes slightly, Ziyu saw Shangguan Xing guarding the man behind him, and his face quickly sank.
"Feng'er." Beiming Changfeng's master looked at the scene in front of him and opened his mouth to say something, but nothing came out. He just called Beiming Changfeng again.
Beiming Changfeng looked up at his master, and his eyes burned red when he saw the dazzling blood on Shangguan Xing next to Shangguan Hong. It was the blood of the Prince of Later Qin.
The person who just killed the Prince of Later Qin was Shangguan Xing.
Beiming Changfeng slowly stood up, looking at Shangguan Xing with eyes that for the first time wanted to eat her flesh and drink her blood, as fierce as a wolf forced into a desperate situation, wanting to tear everything apart.
Shangguan Hong's heart tightened when he saw this, and he said bitterly: "Feng'er, don't do this, Xing'er didn't mean it, she..."
"No, I did it on purpose." With a hoarse voice that had only been cured by Shangguan Hong, Shangguan Xing looked at Beiming Changfeng and Ziyu with great viciousness, but his eyes were full of crazy smiles at this moment: "You won't make it easy for me.
, I will never make it easy for you, haha, now, I have burned the parchment scrolls, and I have killed the Prince of Later Qin, and you have nothing.
You, Qin Ziyu, have no life-saving medicine, so you can only wait to die. If you, Beiming Changfeng, don't love her so much that Qin Ziyu loves her to death, then you should die with her, hahaha, go against me, Shangguanxing.
There is only death for people, only death..."
"Pa." A loud slap hit Shangguan Xing's face. Shangguan Hong's face turned pale: "Nie Zhan, he is your junior brother, junior brother."
"I don't have a junior brother. Beiming Changfeng deserves to die. His whole family deserves to die. Dad, I killed him. I killed that bitch. Dad, I won. Haha, I finally killed all the people who were sorry for me.
"Kill!" Shangguanxing laughed crazily.
"You...you..." Seeing this, Shangguan Hong was heartbroken and angry, and his face was twisted with anger.
Bei Ming Changfeng locked his eyes on Shangguan Xing, his eyes full of murderous intent and fury: "I regret that I didn't kill you the first time, leaving you to harm my wife and children today, Shangguan Xing, take your life."
With a flash, Beiming Changfeng rushed towards Shangguan Star.
Seeing this, Shangguan Hong quickly stepped in front of Shangguan Xing and said with a sad face: "Feng'er, I know everything about what happened between you. Master Xing'er has nothing to say about what she did. Master doesn't know her crime."
To defend her, if you kill her a thousand times, she will still deserve her death.
But, Feng'er, the master only has one daughter, and it's my fault that he didn't teach her well. If you want to kill her, just kill me. Let her go, and let your senior sister go."