Chapter 888 The slap in the face 2 "Alas.
ET matter, how can you blame Miss Feng for everything, and you can only blame Feng'er's own body for not being angry," Nan Xuanyuan shook his head and said with a sad expression.
"But that's the end of it.
I must give an explanation to the people of Nanze Country about this matter. ” Nan Xuanyuan said this, his voice suddenly raised. looked at Feng Tiange in front of him with a fierce face.
"Miss Qinge, you shouldn't have any objection to my decision."
This tone sounded obviously unkind.
When everyone present heard this, the atmosphere around them suddenly became quieter.
Everyone turned their heads and looked at Feng Qingge with sympathy.
And the eyes of Situ Jiao, Chu Xian'er, Yao Po and Feng Jinning all lit up.
Obviously cheered up, waiting to see the next good show.
Seeing this, Feng Qingge pouted at the corner of his lips as if he was not smiling.
He nodded and said, "Everything is up to the emperor." ” "Good.
Someone, bring me something. ” Nan Xuanyuan waved his palm and commanded loudly to the palace people below.
A palace man trotted quickly, presenting a mysterious black brocade box.
The eyes of everyone present were firmly glued to the brocade box.
They all guessed in their hearts what was in there.
"It can't be a torture instrument or something."
Someone swallowed nervously and whispered a guess from his mouth.
When Situ Jiao heard this, her eyes immediately lit up.
Instruments of torture Maybe the emperor is furious and wants to execute this slut in public When Situ Jiao's heart was dark.
Nan Xuanyuan opened the lid of the box with a majestic face, and a glittering long sword appeared in front of everyone.
Nan Xuanyuan pulled out the scabbard with a "poof", and the tip of the sword pointed directly at Feng Xiangge.
For a moment, the blade was unusually sharp, reflecting a dazzling crystal light in the sunlight.
Hiss Looking at Nan Xuanyuan's movements, everyone present gasped again.
Everyone looked at Feng Qingge with sympathy, with a thick look of pity on their faces.
So it seems Feng Tingge must be dead today.
"Emperor, please think twice."
On the side, a gray-haired old minister hurriedly stepped forward and persuaded Nan Xuanyuan.
"Shut up, I've decided."
Nan Xuanyuan's face sank, and his voice interrupted him majestically.
"Miss Qinge, although this Nanxi sword is only a spiritual weapon, it has followed the horse for many years and has experienced large and small wars and disasters.
What do you think?"
Feng Tingge's heart jumped, and he hurriedly shook his head and refused.
"Emperor, by all means."
"Snort.
Feng Tingge, you are dying, what else is there to do?"
"According to Miss Ben, the emperor used this sword to end your life, which is to give you face.
Don't be embarrassed. ” Situ Jiao hugged her hands to her chest and said in a mocking voice.
Looking at Feng Qinge's eyes, it was like looking at a dead person.
Nan Xuanyuan frowned and glanced at Situ Jiao unhappily.
The hilt of the sword turned, and he handed it to the singer with a hearty laugh.
"Miss Tingge, don't be polite, this sword, as a thank you gift from the royal family of Nanze Kingdom, is given to Miss Tingge."
"What" The mocking look on Situ Jiao's face froze, and he suddenly lost his voice and exclaimed.
Smack Two loud slaps were thrown on Situ Jiao's face in the air.
Look at this strange situation in front of you.
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The people of the Medicine Immortal Sect, including Situ Jiao, were completely stunned.
The original triumphant smile froze on his face one by one
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