The man in the blue shirt had an extremely gentle face. His gentle jade hand slowly stretched out and landed on Nangong Xia's shoulder: "Princess, no one can be resurrected when he dies. Please be mournful and follow the changes!"
Nangong Xia looked back, her eyes were filled with red blood and strong hatred filled her eyes. She pointed at the tip of his nose and accused: "It's you, it's you, it's you who killed my brother."
"Rareless! In front of the palace master, how can you, a wild girl, be wild!" The long-dressed guest in the blue-shirted side of the man in blue, the long-dressed sword in his hand flashed with a cold light.
Alas?——The man in blue shirt bounced the long sword of Qingyike. Bang——The force of his fingertips penetrated the sword body, and there was an instant hole in the body of the sword, and a hole in the fingerprint of the sword.
"The little girl has a deep affection for her brother and sister, and it is inevitable that she will be impulsive. Master Feng, some of the troubles have been made." The man in the blue shirt sighed softly: "Actually, I have advised the prince, but he insisted on practicing. He insisted on practicing.
This is easy to get into a devil, and I can't do anything about it." A faint and gentle smile floated in his eyes. "But I can also feel the pain of losing my brother. This way, I won't make things difficult for you, you can still continue to be a person.
Your Princess Jingyang moves into the Princess's Mansion in Chaoyang. I arrange a large group of maids to serve you, so that you can keep you rich and prosperous throughout your life, and have no need for food and clothing. What do the princess think?”
A sneering curve floated on the corner of Nangong Xia's mouth. She looked at the man who looked gentle and kind on the surface, but was actually a vicious person with a vicious heart. When he smiled, he seemed to be blowing on his face, and felt as if he was sincere.
It looked like a clean and bright uncle. If it weren't for the wrong occasion, his smile would have looked friendly and gentle in her eyes. However, her brother Nangong Cang had just died in his hands and was transformed by his so-called transformation.
The great Dharma caused the strong muscles and veins to break and die, but he could have a calm face and arranged the rest of her life with a smile. She felt very cold inexplicably, and it was cold to the deepest corner.
This person was so terrifying, so scary that she couldn't describe it. She didn't know what kind of words to use to describe him. She just felt that she was cold all over, but she wanted to use a sword to pierce his chest and take out his heart and take a look.
, Let’s see if that heart is made of stone or steel?
"Princess." The man in blue ignored Nangong Xia's cold and sarcastic look and smiled softly. "Have you thought about it?"
"A cunning and shameless villain like you would have such a good heart to worry about me?" Nangong Xia didn't believe him at all. Her cold eyes fell on his kind-smiling face. "You are not as good as
Be open and upright, and say straightforward, you need this princess’ help, and you need this princess to clarify something for you, saying that you have taken over the Chaoyang throne with justification."
Qingyi's guest had a deep look, and he wanted to teach Nangong Xia a lesson.
Slap sex-
A man in blue shirt warned him to stop Qingyike's reckless behavior. He smiled faintly and applauded Nangong Xia's words. His warm black eyes seemed to have a glimmer of appreciation. "Everyone says that the prince in Chaoyang is extremely smart.
, he is the smartest person in Chaoyang. But they are all wrong. According to my own opinion, the princess is the smartest person in Chaoyang."
Nangong Xia glanced at him disdainfully. "I don't need your praise. I will tell you the truth. I will let this princess have the glory and wealth of the rest of my life exchange for Chaoyang and the hands of others. That is absolutely impossible."
The eyes were bright and firm, but sure enough, without any compromise.
"If the princess is so uncooperative, aren't you worried?" The man in blue smiled softly, but his voice was filled with a three-point coldness.
Nangong Xia pulled the corner of her mouth and smiled coldly. "If you want to kill this princess, you can kill it in Chaoyang Palace. Why should you bring me out to see my brother for the last time? If you don't want to use this princess,
But I've killed him long ago, didn't you? You were such a person, you would keep someone who has no value, haha——" She sneered and smiled, staring at the Qingyi Guest beside him with a lightning look.
Qingyi's guest's face changed slightly and his eyes flashed.
The man in the blue shirt had a gentle face. He smiled softly, and his deep and dark eyes suddenly settled down. "But has anyone told the princess this? Smart people never like the conclusions given by others, especially the deity." He
With his hands raised, a strong wind blew Nangong Xia back three times and fell to the ground.
Blood was slowly flowing from the corners of her soft lips.
The man in the blue shirt smiled like a drizzle in spring breeze, and he said indifferently: "The princess does have some value to me, but it's a pity that the princess gave up this value himself. Does the princess know? Without your opening, I can still be justified.
The land inherits the Chaoyang Grand Principle. Since living people do not want to cooperate, then dead people can also cooperate with the original plan. Although it is a little tortuous from the original plan, I just need to do more things, but the result is still the same."
His eyes were calm and clear. "I wanted to kill you or not, but the princess forced me to take action. Don't blame me. If you don't speak and obediently, then I will not know at all.
, think that you don’t know anything. Unfortunately, some people are always too self-righteous and always want to show their intelligence. Then, don’t blame me for taking action.”
A sharp current flashed across his fingertips, and the light reached Nangong Xia's eyebrows. Nangong Xia, who was lying on the ground, hugged Nangong Cang's body beside her, and she closed her eyes safely.
She knew that her martial arts skills were far less than his, so let her die. Anyway, now that her country has been destroyed and her relatives have no longer had any hope of living. If she dies, it is a kind of fulfillment, but it is a kind of success.
A kind of relief.
Otherwise, she lived a life of silence, watched the dynasty fall into the hands of thieves, and watched the demon who killed his father and brother ascend the throne to Chaoyang Grand Principality, but she was powerless, and she would be worse than death.
So, she deliberately angered this person, and she wanted this person to kill her and kill her with her own hands. Then, the Chaoyang Dynasty still has a glimmer of hope and there will be hope.
Her blood letter may have arrived at the Cangye Dynasty at this moment. The broad-minded emperor will definitely take the Chaoyang and the people of the world to get rid of this demon.
And she had no worries in her heart.
When the light shot straight into her eyebrows, she smiled happily, and she actually smiled sweetly and happily.
She wanted to use her blood to do the last thing to do. She wanted to use her blood to awaken the people in the morning and awaken them, and live in the world with blood, rather than begging and willing to live under the feet of the thief.
When she died, she lay peacefully in Nangong Cang's arms, in the arms of this brother who had been doting on her since childhood. She hated him, and she complained about his brother, but she was the only one in the world who was closest to her.
Love brother.
When the man in the blue shirt burst out, he had already regretted it. Unexpectedly, he would have fallen into Nangong Xia's trap. She was clearly irritating him and irritating him to kill her.
He sighed softly, why did he get impulsive?
Is it because of the heroic spirit floating between Nangong Xia's eyebrows and eyes? Is it her occasionally sweet and crisp voice of silver bells? So when she scolded him so rudely, there was a moment in his mind, that familiar and beautiful
His face flashed through his eyes, and it seemed to overlap with Nangong Xia in a trance.
Such eyes inexplicably angered him, making him take action without mercy. The man in blue shirt stared at his hands in a daze. His hands were clean and soft, without any blood, but why,
He seemed to sense the blood flowing through his palms, and the hot, blood-red memories rushed towards him.
Suddenly, he sang in cold sweat.
The guest of Qingyi next to him had never seen such a look on the face of a man in blue. The look was very complicated, with regret, self-blame, sadness, despair, and strong hatred.
"Prince of the Palace." He couldn't help but lower his voice. "What should I do next?"
The man in the blue shirt probably also noticed that he had lost his composure. Suddenly his expression returned, and he still had a gentle smile, unable to see clearly. It seemed that the expression he had never appeared in his eyes just now, and he was still smiling calmly.
The Lord of the Nether Palace.
"Nangong Xia is dead. You go and send a few subordinates to bring her and Nangong Cang back to the Chaoyang Dynasty, choose a good place and bury it well. By the way, there is also that pair, Feng Dieyi and Mei Linghan,
Let's bury them together, and then bury them in the plum blossom forest of Fengwu Dynasty." He said indifferently.
A shock flashed in the guest's eyes. When did the palace master feel a little compassionate? But he didn't dare to ask, but just nodded and said, "Sir, please follow the order, let's start dealing with it."
"By the way, where is the Lord of the Yu Hall? What news is there on the Su family?" The man in the blue shirt seemed to remember something and asked lightly.
"Return to the palace master, the master of the rain hall Feige sent a message. She said that the ancient artifact of the Liuli Kingdom, the Qinglong Sword, was taken out of the blood pool. Soon, the third prince, Su Li, brought the Qinglong Sword to lead three thousand dead soldiers to the Fengwu Dynasty.
.” Qingyike replied respectfully.
The man in blue shirt stretched his eyebrows and he smiled slightly. "It's interesting to say that, it's really interesting." A cunning light floated on the corner of his mouth. If the eldest brother felt that he could deal with him with the Qinglong Sword in his hand, he would be too underestimated.
He is the younger brother. He smiled softly.
"Some things seem to be destined, and some opportunities were originally given to me by God. Let's do this, Master Feng Tang, arrange for his subordinates to clean up the Fengwu Palace. I am very interested in living here."
"The Palace Master lives here?" Qingyi Guest was a little surprised. The Palace Master clearly said that after destroying Feng Wu, he went straight to the Cangye Dynasty. Why did he stay there for a few days? He couldn't see through the Palace Master.
I'm thinking about it.
The man in the blue shirt saw through his thoughts at a glance, and he smiled. "Yes, I not only have to live here, but also have to live there for a long time." Because he had to wait for someone, wait for that person, his plan
Only then can the ending be perfect, and he likes to see the ending he arranged.