Chapter 1524 beheading the head of the faint king, and taking the life of a traitor
Chapter 1524: Cut off the head of the faint king, and take the life of the traitor
Chu Yue could not imagine that she would see "live and learn" used in this way in her lifetime.
but......
After the Ninth Prince Chi Ying's expression changed several times, he suppressed his anger in an almost distorted manner and said in the old uncle's words: "Old Uncle Mu, you are so polite. The Qing Yuan Pill should be given to General Wu Ling."
The old uncle stroked his beard: "Ninth Prince, I am old and my ears are hard to use. I wonder if the witch I heard just now is...?"
Red Shadow gritted his teeth.
Then, facing Chu Yue, he bowed with both hands: "General Wu Ling, I'm sorry, this prince and General Tianji are comrades who have had a life-and-death relationship, and the holy beast Xuanwu was an opportunity that we lost thousands of brothers to narrowly escape death, so we were in a hurry.
I hope General Wu Ling won’t take it seriously.”
The Mu Army and the Fire Army all appeared at the military aircraft, and he had no choice but to retreat.
It turned out that he just wanted to get rid of this foreign race before Mu Mansion came.
But now, the Ninth Prince had to restrain his emotions.
The Mu Mansion is different from other aristocratic families. Even if they are down and out, as long as the people in the Mu Mansion do not do anything that goes against the benevolence and righteousness of the Tao, they can behead the faint emperor and kill the traitors in this land of Beizhou!
Chu Yue looked at Chi Ying, who had become more humble, and sneered lightly, and said calmly: "People in the royal family must have a calm mind, otherwise when dealing with the affairs of the country, a moment of impatience may cost the lives of tens of millions of innocent warriors.
"Red Eagle Lord and I hit it off as old friends, and we had long conversations by candlelight. His son is my son, and I won't blame you."
That old-fashioned tone really sounded like an elder in his seventies or eighties.
Although he was holding such a high arrogance, he still spoke seriously, which really made people laugh.
Especially Chi Ying, he would never have imagined that Ye Chuyue would push his nose and face, so aggressive!
In just a few words, he, the dignified Ninth Prince, became her Ye Chuyue's son?
But he was speechless and couldn't even come up with a reply. He could only stare on the spot, with nowhere to vent his anger.
Even the old uncle and Master Huai Qing were stunned.
"Pfft——"
A laugh came from above the courtyard wall.
Chi Ying stared at the sound and saw that behind the sycamore tree, the branches were mottled, breaking the sunset light after dusk, shining on the voluptuous man's peerless features.
The man is wearing a bright red robe, with the skirt slightly exposed, his alluring collarbones and slightly protruding Adam's apple curve, like the most satisfying handicraft in the hands of God, almost perfect.
The wind moaned sadly and he was lying on the high wall, his black hair spread freely like a landscape painting.
He lightly tapped the high wall with his elbow, and lazily supported the side of his face with the pads of his long fingers. He narrowed his narrow eyes and looked at the bustling military aircraft through the branches and leaves of the sycamore tree.
With the other hand, he weighed the red apple and took a bite.
"Brother Feng, it's you."
Chiying frowned.
"The dragon-slaying banquet is about to come, and I am here in advance to visit my old friend." Feng sadly said with a smile.
"Of course you are very welcome. Brother Feng, please come quickly."
Chi Ying breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that Feng Beiyin was here to rescue him, but he just didn't want to answer Chu Yue's words that took advantage of him.
In the land of Beizhou, the one who could be called friends with Feng Sadyin was definitely his Ninth Prince.
The wind moaned sadly, biting the apple and walking forward lazily.
"Brother Feng!"
Chi Ying's face was filled with smiles, but the next moment, his smile froze.
Feng Beiyin ignored him and walked towards Chu Yue, stopping in front of Chu Yue and frowning.
"Every time I get hurt, can I be safe and sound once?" Feng Beiyin took an apple and put it on Chu Yue's hand: "What's so delicious about the bastard shell? Eat more apples."
Chu Yue held the apple indifferently, but Suzaku in the soul was excited with his eyes shining.
It's like a hungry man encountering a gluttonous feast, looking like a stupid bird who has never seen the world.
Chu Yue held the apple, raised her eyes to look at Feng Beiyin, and frowned slightly.
Since their separation at the Battle of Dongli, there has been no news about Feng Sadyin.
The sad sound of the wind is always like this, disappearing suddenly into the sea of people, and then reappearing inadvertently.
only......
Compared with before, Chu Yue always felt that the Feng Beiyin in front of her was a little different, but she couldn't tell where it was!
Feng Beiyin looked around and saw that the fox was not there. He was about to say something poaching when he saw the eyes of Mu Fengming behind him, as if he were guarding against thieves.
Had to give up.
"Okay, okay!"
Nangong Xiong suddenly walked out loudly: "Everyone, this is all a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding. The Beizhou family should unite. Now that we have two inheritors of the Holy Beast in Beizhou, it is a good thing. Let's end it today, General Tianji.
Both you and General Wuling need to heal their wounds, so don’t delay the best time for treatment."
The old uncle glanced at Hong Qianji, whose arms were covered in blood and flesh, and the Xuanwu blue lines that were shattered on the ground. Even if he wanted to speak out for Chu Yue, he had no choice but to remain expressionless and remain silent.
After all, both Hong Qianji and Xuanwu were beaten horribly by their own granddaughters.
It was unjustifiable for him to impose additional punishments, so he had no choice but to take away the Ninth Prince's Qingyuan Pill and vent his bad breath.
Nangong Xiong gave a false smile and winked at the head of the Hong family.
Keeping the green hills, you don’t have to worry about having no firewood.
Just a female prostitute.
The four major families wanted her dead, but she couldn't live.
But we have to take advantage of the right time, place and people. At least now we can't touch Ye Chuyue at will!