Before Feng Jiuer could see who it was, Zhang Feng had already arrived in front of her. She wanted to hide, even if it was too late.
Feng Jiuer immediately raised his palm to greet him, and with a "boom", the surrounding area shook.
At the same time, Ye Luosha and Di Ji jumped over and attacked Feng Jiuer together.
Feng Jiuer didn't react for a moment and was pushed to the ground.
She covered her heart and raised her eyes to look at the three people standing in front of her.
The crescent moon was still bright, but the light was blocked by the people surrounding her.
Feng Jiuer looked at the last woman to come, bit her lip, and stood up.
"It's you?"
The visitor's face was almost completely destroyed, but it never needed to be covered up. Feng Jiuer couldn't forget it after seeing it.
"Are you the Nine Emperors Uncle's master?
Or are you simply the biological mother of Uncle Nine Emperors?"
No wonder she felt strangely familiar every time she thought about the woman who saved them. It turned out that she had a pair of eyes that were exactly the same as those of the Nine Emperors Uncle.
Master Jingxin looked at Feng Jiuer but did not respond.
Ye Luosha glanced at Master Jingxin and then his eyes fell on Feng Jiuer.
"Feng Jiu'er, you can't escape today. Do you want us to take action, or do you want to take action on your own?"
"So, are you really the biological mother of Uncle Nine Emperors?
But even he doesn’t know that he still has a mother?”
Feng Jiuer's eyes still fell on Master Jingxin and ignored Ye Luosha.
She took a deep breath and raised her lips slightly: "Perhaps if you let him know earlier that his mother is still alive, his life would not be like this."
"He lives to restore the Emperor's dynasty."
Master Jingxin’s voice was indifferent and cold, like the frost on the top of the mountain, without any warmth.
"This is the life he should have. It was your appearance that changed everything."
It's not that Feng Jiuer doesn't worry about her life, what's more, now that she has Uncle Nine Emperors as her master, it will not be easy for her to escape.
But there were some things she really couldn't figure out clearly.
"What is the life he should have?
Is this how Uncle Nine Emperors should live?"
"He has lived for so many years, but apart from hatred and killing, can't he have a little bit of his own life?"
Feng Jiu'er was so excited that she felt a little distressed. She took a deep breath again and her breathing became calmer.
"Tomorrow is the day of my wedding to him. If I disappear suddenly, he will go crazy! He has already gone crazy once, and you know that, right?"
Thinking of Di Wuya's desperate eyes, Feng Jiuer felt that she was more uncomfortable than death.
She had kept her name anonymous for half a year, and when she heard that he had been looking for her for half a year, Feng Jiuer felt both sweet and sad.
If she really died on the day before their wedding, how long would it take Uncle Nine Emperors to forget her?
"No!"
Feng Jiuer suddenly shouted and leaped up again.
She still has a lot to say to him, and wants to give him some children. She can't die, at least not now! "This girl is very cunning, don't let her get away."
Ye Luosha was the first to react and jumped up.
Emperor Ji and Master Jingxin stood up on the spot at the same time.
In an instant, all the withered grass and dust were rolled up, making it completely invisible to people inside the battle circle.
All around, there was only the sound of the palm wind connecting with each other, and the remaining force of the palm wind breaking the rocks.
Feng Jiu'er was more than capable of dealing with Ye Luosha and Di Ji, but now that she had Master Jingxin who was extremely skilled in martial arts, she was soon at a disadvantage.
After three days and two nights of hard work, when she should have had a good rest, God gave her such a fatal blow.
Not long after, there was a "boom" and the mountain stream shook again.
No matter how fast one pair of hands was, they couldn't compare to three pairs. Feng Jiuer was still hit by Master Jingxin's palm.
Her body was like a kite with its string broken, falling rapidly, but she still didn't want to die.
Who wants to die if he can live?
Moreover, there is a husband waiting for her who loves her deeply at home. She doesn't want to die, but she can't die! Feng Jiuer looked back and, with a clever move, turned over and returned.
She finally escaped the danger of falling off the cliff, but she fell even harder.
Feng Jiuer's small body fell on the cliff, the sound was loud, and a lot of dust was raised around her.
She covered her heart and sat up, feeling a little dizzy.
"I...can't die!"
"I'm afraid it's not up to you."
Ye Luosha stared at her and said coldly.
Master Jingxin looked at Feng Jiuer with murderous intent in her eyes.
"I don't allow anyone to change his life. If you want to blame him, it's because you fell in love with the wrong person!"
As soon as she finished speaking, she exerted 100% of her power and sent a palm towards Feng Jiuer.
Feng Jiuer stared helplessly at the wind coming from her palm, her eyes lowered and only a gleam of light remained.
Wherever the wind of the palm strikes, even huge rocks are swept up. With my current situation, how can I bear it?
Seeing that she could no longer escape, Feng Jiuer quickly sealed several acupuncture points on her body.
In the end, she was hit by Master Jingxin's palm and her whole body was thrown up.
The white dress suddenly fell rapidly, and only her two crystal tears were left on the edge of the cliff, floating in the wind.
At this moment, Feng Jiuer's mind was in confusion. Is she really going to die?
If she died, would everyone be sad?
Uncle Nine Emperors, promise her that if she really dies, you will forget about her.
The scenes I just remembered in bed now come to mind again, from sweet to bitter in just a blink of an eye.
Could it be that her life was really going to end here?
Unfortunately, no one could answer her question.
On the cliff, everything has settled.
Ye Luosha and Emperor Ji knelt down together and said in unison: "See the Moon Queen."
"Get up."
Zhan Liyue waved her hand.
"yes."
Ye Luosha stood up, and Di Ji returned to his wheelchair and sat down.
"Are you ready for everything you need to prepare?"
Zhan Liyue asked questions in a low voice.
"Everything is ready."
Night Rakshasa cupped his hands.
"good."
Zhan Liyue nodded, "This matter is of great importance and there is no room for error."
"yes."
Ye Luosha nodded again and responded, "I promise there will be no omissions."
Zhan Liyue glanced at the edge of the cliff, shook her clothes, and turned to leave.
It's time for all this to end!... In Feng Jiu'er's yard, Qiao Mu was tossing and turning in his bed.
Really unable to sleep, she stood up, put on her robe, put on her silver gun, and walked out.
Outside Feng Jiuer's wing, there were two maids guarding her. When they saw Qiao Mu, they all bowed their hands.
Qiao Mu ignored it, opened the door, walked into the main hall, and went straight to the inner room.
"Jiu'er, I've also suffered from insomnia. I want to sleep with you tonight."
Qiao Mu didn't even knock on the door, but opened the door to the inner room.
Unexpectedly, she didn't feel any popularity at all.
Qiao Mu, who had been feeling uneasy in his heart, quickened his pace and came to the bedside.
The quilt on the bed was lifted and the boots were missing, but the jumpsuit was still hanging on the edge of the bed.
She raised her eyes and glanced at the open window, frowned slightly, quickly turned around and strode away.
