However, Feng Mingye was not a nosy person.
Except for Ah Yao, his father and the friends he recognized, he had nothing to do with the life and death of others, so he naturally ignored this woman's plea for help.
Seeing Feng Mingye being indifferent, the maid felt a little uncomfortable, but thinking that Emperor Qingyue was definitely no match against the vicious masked woman alone.
Now this place is still far away from Yinli City.
No one can come to save Di Ji, only the young master in front of her.
Thinking like this, the maid Alan gritted her teeth and offered the terms of the deal.
"Young master, my empress is Nansha Qingyue Empress.
If you save my empress, the empress can give the treasure hunter rat in her hand to the master as a life-saving gift."
I believe Di Ji will agree.
As soon as these words came out, Feng Mingye looked slightly different.
The broken bells meant a lot to Ah Yao, and they definitely went beyond the three broken bells in their hands now.
This object is a heavy treasure, and it is difficult to find other broken bells in it.
Even the existence of broken bells in the Five Killing Path was accidentally learned by him after he ordered Feng Qi to investigate.
It would be much easier if there were treasure-hunting rats that could hunt for treasure.
"Lead the way."
Feng Mingye's cold voice sounded in the air, which surprised Alan.
"Okay, okay, sir, please come with Alan."
In the mountain col not far away, there were guards dead in miserable condition and blood scattered everywhere.
Li Weiwei held a red blood sword that exuded strong blood energy and pointed it directly at the pale Nan Qingyue opposite.
"Obviously offer your blood, otherwise, I will destroy your bones."
The most beautiful woman in the mainland is just a passable-looking woman.
Just like this, that little bitch is not as good-looking as Yun Yaoling.
When she thought of Yun Yaoling, she felt angry.
As long as he kills the Qingyue Emperor and absorbs her heart blood with the blood sword, the power of the blood sword will be even greater.
Nan Qingyue endured the pain of severe trauma in her body, a trace of fear flashed in her eyes.
His eyes touched those extremely miserable guards who died to protect him, and he felt uncomfortable in his heart.
"Who are you?
If you dare to kill me, my mother-in-law will not let you go."
This is her border with Nansha.
She has never done anything evil, nor harmed others, nor has she any enemies.
Why did this woman want to kill her?
Nan Qingyue was filled with doubts.
"Then let you clearly understand that this girl is "Water Shigure".
Now that you know, then donate your hard work."
Li Weiwei looked at Nan Qingyue's surprised and frightened face, and her heart flashed.
More than a hint of disdain.
Sure enough, they were stupid ancient people, naive
As soon as he finished speaking, the bloody sword in his hand rushed towards Nan Qingyue.
A creepy aura approached her, making Nan Qingyue feel like she heard the call of death.
Death is approaching, and even if Nan Qingyue is a warrior at the eighth level of acquired cultivation, she is unable to resist now.
She has been injured too much and cannot move further.
She slowly closed her eyes, feeling a little unwilling in her heart.
"Emperor Ji" Suddenly, Alan's familiar voice came closer and closer, causing her expression to change.
However, suddenly a white shadow passed by, and the oppressive aura around him disappeared instantly.
Only a painful scream was heard from Li Weiwei.
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The whole person fell to the ground in an instant.
"You, how could you do this to me."
The moment Feng Mingye knocked down Li Weiwei, the blood sword instantly turned into nothingness and went straight into Li Weiwei's body.
When she saw that the person who beat her was Feng Mingye, her face under the veil changed ever-changing.
Angry and happy, jealous and miserable.
"I like you so much, but you hit me.
You are my hero."
When Li Weiwei saw that Feng Mingye was silent, she immediately endured the discomfort in her body and got up from the ground.
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