"Feng Jiu'er!" Nan Menrong's expression changed drastically. Without even thinking, he jumped up and rushed towards the young man in white.
After not seeing each other for half a year, her skills have not improved much, but she is a master in her own right, so this palm is still very powerful.
The sound of wind brought up the little eunuch who was walking in front of Feng Jiu, causing him to fall to the ground. A wave of blood boiled, and he vomited a mouthful of blood.
Feng Jiu stood there, motionless, as if she didn't even know someone was attacking behind her.
However, her steps were steady in the strong wind, without any messy posture at all, which shows that the effort in this step is also powerful.
No one expected that Concubine Rong would suddenly take action, let alone the deep hatred between the young man in white and Concubine Rong.
However, the young man in white came out of the Holy Emperor's palace. Is it because Concubine Rong is jealous of all those who have the Holy Emperor's favor?
Considering Concubine Rong's domineering character that has not changed over the years, it is not impossible, but it is a pity that this young man, with his extraordinary temperament and good looks, did not expect to die at Concubine Rong's hands.
Nanmen Rong did not expect that Feng Jiu'er would not fight back. Even if Feng Jiu'er's martial arts skills were not as good as hers, he didn't know that he would not even be able to fight back.
Finally, when her palm was about to fall on Feng Jiu's head, Feng Jiu turned around and glanced at her lightly.
It’s not Feng Jiuer! This face is nothing like it!
What's going on? She... admitted the wrong person?
Concubine Rong was stunned for a while, but the wind of the palm had already fallen, and this palm had used up 10% of her power. If she took it back at this time, she would definitely hurt herself.
Who is Concubine Rong? Naturally, she would not choose to harm herself for the sake of an innocent person.
Therefore, even if you know that you have admitted the wrong person, it is impossible to take back this palm.
Feng Jiu narrowed her eyes and stared at Nanmen Rong, who was blowing in the wind.
We haven't seen each other for half a year, but this woman is still so vicious, so brutal and unreasonable.
She could clearly see the shock in Nan Menrong's eyes just now. She clearly realized that she had recognized the wrong person, but in order to prevent the internal force from backlashing and hurting herself, she would rather kill innocent people by mistake.
This kind of people will be a disaster if they remain in the world!
She instantly gathered her true energy under her palm, filled with old and new grudges. She really wanted to send this old witch to the west with one palm.
However, when she sent out this palm, she took back three successes.
If Nanmen Rong is killed at this time, the entire Tianji Hall will suffer!
However, Nanmen Rong had her mother killed in the first place, and she had to avenge her.
With a loud bang, the palms of the two people collided together, and the surrounding aura condensed instantly, but after it condensed, it seemed to explode in an instant.
With a pop, Nan Menrong spat out a mouthful of blood, and paused slightly in mid-air. After that, he was bounced out like an arrow, and not long after, he fell heavily to the ground with a snap.
"Come here! There are assassins, there are assassins!" The old woman called out, and more than a dozen guards immediately rushed over and surrounded Feng Jiu in a battle circle.
But at this moment, no one dared to make the first move. The empress hadn't said anything yet. What's more, the young man in white had just come out of the Holy Emperor's palace. It seemed that he was the one who had been admitted to the palace by the Holy Emperor.
As for Concubine Rong... Concubine Rong was the one who made the first move out of nowhere. At this moment, she didn't know whether she wanted to detain the boy in white.
But even Concubine Rong couldn't survive a single move under his hands. Can they really take him down with just them?
"Empress!" The palace maid and the old nun hurried over, trying to help her up.
But Rong Fei couldn't stand up at all. At this moment, her energy and blood were surging, and she couldn't be helped at all.
The palace maid gave him a hand, and Nan Menrong felt the blood in his chest surge even more fiercely, and with a whoosh, another mouthful of blood gushes out.
The palace maid felt flustered for a moment. She loosened her hand and with a thud, Nan Menrong fell to the ground again.
So, she opened her mouth, and another mouthful of blood gushed out. The scene was so scarlet that people couldn't bear to look at it.
Grandma was so angry that she wished she could kill the palace maid: "Someone, drag her out and beat her to death with sticks!"
Immediately, two guards came over and dragged the palace maid, who was wailing and begging for mercy, to a distance.
The little eunuch who led Feng Jiu out had already gotten up. He finally regained his breath and remembered what he had just seen.
He actually saw Mr. Feng Jiu knocking Concubine Rong to the ground with one palm and even vomiting blood!
Is this okay? If the people of the Nanmen clan pursue it, won’t I also be beaten to death with sticks like the palace maid just now?
"Your Majesty, please atone for your sins. This is the miracle doctor who was declared to have entered the palace, Mr. Fengjiu. Mr. Cai must have taken action just now because he didn't know it was you, Your Majesty. You didn't do it on purpose. Please forgive me, Your Majesty!"
"Kill...give it to me...kill this untouchable!" Nan Menrong finally managed to say the first half of the sentence, but as soon as he opened his mouth, the words were life-threatening!
Although these words were intermittent, I probably still didn’t dare to disobey Concubine Rong’s words.
The guard quickly pulled out his sword and pointed the tip at Feng Jiu.
"Stop!" Suddenly, a young eunuch's sharp voice sounded.
Everyone turned around and saw a group of people walking this way. Looking more clearly, they could see clearly that it was Concubine Qing.
The appearance of Feng Qingyin is always accompanied by a feeling of splendor, and all the palace maids, eunuchs, and guards are indispensable. She seems to especially like this way of appearing in which all the brilliance is gathered into one body.
She still stepped on the little eunuch's back and got off the jade chariot. Wherever she went, there were groups of palace maids and guards, even in the palace, which showed how high her status was in the harem.
"Isn't this Concubine Rong? What are you doing sitting on the ground? Are you going to give me a big gift?"
Seeing Nan Menrong sitting on the ground, Feng Qingyin covered her lips and smiled, with a generous and elegant attitude: "Forgive me, get up."
Nan Menrong was so angry that he almost vomited blood! Who wants to salute this bitch? If Nan Menrong wants to salute her, who is she?
When she was the queen, she, Feng Qingyin, was still following her, eager to shine her shoes every day.
Now, after just serving that useless emperor for a few days, he actually thought he could climb on top of her!
"Hel me up." Nan Menrong gritted his teeth and tried hard to suppress his raging breath.
Several palace maids and old ladies immediately went over and carefully tried to help her up.
Unexpectedly, Feng Qingyin's face darkened, and the palace maid next to her already said displeasedly: "How presumptuous! Are you still rude when you see the imperial concubine?"
The palace maid was only talking to the people around Nanmenrong, but Nanmenrong had already said that she wanted these people to help her up.
Now, if they were asked to salute Feng Qingyin, how could they support Nanmen Rong!
Damn it! How dare a lowly palace maid dare to be so presumptuous in front of her!
Nan Menrong was so angry that his heart was pounding, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Someone, drag this bastard down and beat her to death with sticks!"
