Feng Xun's cold voice fell, and those people rushed on the street.The sound of panic resounded in the sky, and the panicked cry for help hovered over Prince Yu's mansion."
Run...... run!""
Run!""......"
Feng Xun listened to these voices, and the smile on the corner of his mouth slowly froze.Those black-clothed men who had stopped waved their big knives with blood beads in their hands again.It seems that as long as Feng Xun gives an order, he will continue to slaughter the people on the streets.Despite the countless corpses piled up on the streets at the moment, the panicked people still wanted to flee for their lives.Looking down from the sky, the crowd is dense, although the people of Jingyang are not here, but the pillars of almost every family in Jingyang City are here.Today, the man who has killed and injured countless people does not know how many wives and children have been blinded by crying.Yelu Zheng looked at this scene with a smile in his eyes.This scene is really like the picture of Prince Yu on horseback killing his Rongdi people.However, the entrance to Prince Yu's palace was sealed for both days.Ning Hui guards a street, and Ning Yu guards a street.If anyone tries to escape, they will die under the arrows.After staring at Yan Jue's Feng Xun coldly for a moment, he turned around and looked at the speechless people and the people in the rivers and lakes on the street behind him."
Your lives are in the hands of your Prince Yu, as long as Prince Yu hands over the Holy Maiden of Fujian and his life today, this seat will let you go!"
Many lovers, who were still holding the iron rod in his hand, looked at Feng Xun who was standing in the distance, and said loudly: "Let go of your mother's shit, you southern Xinjiang gelding!"
When is it time for Da Yan to call the shots with you, the gelding!
”Feng Xun didn't laugh angrily, looked at the many emotions in the distance, and said, "How can this be just Dayan's business?"
Fujian witchcraft affects the whole world, does it affect Dayan alone?
”"I'm saying that Prince Dayanyu's ambition is the whole world, and this has to be done just in case."
Feng Xun's voice suddenly turned cold, and he looked at many emotions fiercely, "This world is suffering!"
How much can you guarantee it!?
”Yan Jue looked at Feng Xun's back, and the big hand with distinct bones fell on the thorn whip on his waist and tore it off hard.The thorn whip swung out in the wind, and a jet-black cold light hit Feng Xun's back!
Immediately, a purple figure shifted towards Feng Xun like a ghost, and when the thorn whip cut through the air, the cold aura of the forest was mixed with killing intent.Feng Xun had different pupils, watching the thorn whip coming towards him, his steps slipped, he took seven or eight steps back, and his thin lips smiled."
Yan Jue, don't you love the people like a son, today I want to see how far you can do for the people of Jingyang!"
Feng Xun's voice fell, and with a strong stretch of one hand, a steel knife on the ground was sucked into his hand.Yan Jue's eyes were cold, and the thorn whip in his hand dragged on the stone slab on the street and made a clanging sound, and the chill on his face was a little biter than the cold winter wind."
You and my grievances are together today," Feng Xun, who was holding the steel knife, smiled coldly, "I don't know how many years I've been waiting for this day," the words fell, the sneer on the corner of Feng Xun's mouth faded, and the steel knife made a roaring sound with the change of moves in his hand.The long howl was endless, Feng Xun flipped upside down in the air, and a knife Changhong swung down at Yan Jue's head.The power of this knife was enough to deter the people on the side, and immediately, those people retreated to the rear one after another.Yan Jue's cold eyes looked at the steel knife in Feng Xun's hand, and the whip in his hand rolled towards Feng Xun violently.Many people around have retreated far away.The murderous aura in the sky was as fast as lightning, the blade broke through the wind, and the stabbing whip slammed into the big knife.Its momentum was urgent, but the stabbing whip quickly wrapped the big knife in Feng Xun's hand, and in an instant, Yan Jue and Feng Xun glanced at each other.Feng Xun's eyes were colored, and the big knife in his hand slipped from the thorn whip like a loach.The sound of the knife is accustomed to the day, carrying the cold air in the knife, almost instantaneously, and the ghostly shadow of Feng Xun has approached Yan Jue who is holding the thorn whip.The purple and black figures were instantly entangled, and many of them and Murong Jingchi were the two of them who made moves in the air.They all watched this scene nervously.
——There was a river of blood outside Prince Yu's mansion, and there was a depression in Prince Yu's mansion.There are even some subordinates in the palace who are already packing up their bags and trying to escape from this mansion.When Baili Tang arrived at Baili Qingwu's courtyard, Baili Qingwu had not woken up.Su Mange's eyes were full of worry, "Qingwu hasn't woken up yet, if you let those attacks outside come in, Yan Jue's courtyard will definitely be breached." ”Listening to the worried words, Baili Qingwu's face was solemn, "Feng Xun persecuted Yan Jue so much, and did not hesitate to threaten the people in Jingyang City, it seems that today is bound to be a victory or defeat." ”"How many people did Feng Xun bring to Jingyang City?"
At this moment, Sumange is never more vigilant than ever.She knew about the entanglement between Yan Jue and Feng Xun.These kinds of feuds are not only the grievances of the two countries, but also personal enmity.What Yan Jue's mother did when she returned to southern Xinjiang, Feng Xun was afraid that she would have to ask for it back on Yan Jue's body.Baili Tang wouldn't care about Yan Jue's situation at all now, he just wanted to return to Taixi with Baili Qingwu."
Mange, is there a way to wake up Qingwu?"
Baili Tang said directly.Hearing this, Su Mange was silent for a while, and his eyes stared at the unconscious Baili Qingwu on the bed for a moment.Then he slowly sat on the edge of the bed and said, "I don't know what medicine Murong Jingchi gave Qingwu, although the injuries on his arms recovered relatively quickly." ”"However, Qingwu has been extremely sleepy these days, and Yan Jue hasn't been here to visit Qingwu in the past few days, I think Murong Jingchi is not suspicious of Qingwu something.""
Of course, Yan Jue may not want to involve Qingwu, but Murong Jing likes to spend the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain.""
When treating Qingwu's wounds, what kind of medicine should be given to Qingwu."
Su Mange knows Murong Jingchi very well, Baili Qingwu can live in southern Xinjiang for three years under Feng Xun's nose.In addition, Yan Jue was poisoned in southern Xinjiang, all of this seems to have nothing to do with Baili Qingwu, and even Baili Qingwu is a victim.However, everything seems to have an inescapable relationship with Baili Qingwu.Murong Jing was cautious for a long time, even if Yan Jue had a hundred miles in his heart.Murong Jingchi would not let Baili Qingwu disturb Yan Jue's thoughts at this time.Think about the fight outside, if Baili Qingwu appeared in that picture.What will it look like?
Even Baili Qingwu has hatred for Feng Xun, if Feng Xun threatens Baili Qingwu.Yan Jue had the upper hand in this game.Yan Jue will not ignore Baili Qingwu's safety.Yes, from a certain point of view, Baili Qingwu is indeed an outlier in this game.() Seek to get acacia