Night Emperor Crazy Concubine

242 Chapter 18 Meeting Between Wind and Cloud [-]
Ye Xiaoxiao frowned more deeply, "Then what do we need to do?"

"You don't need to do anything, just go to the theater." The man said, "Today's excitement, my main purpose is to test the strength of the High Heaven Pavilion, so that we can do things more conveniently in the future. For the rest, let nature take its course."

"That flying feather..."

Don't forget, they wanted Fei Yu to marry Feng Cang before.

"Don't be impatient, this matter still depends on the final result." The man said, eating a black stone on the chessboard, "If Donghua and Beiyan retreat in the end, then don't mention the marriage."

On the contrary, if the final result is that Feng Cang shows weakness...

Ye Xiaoxiao sat down opposite the man, her brows were furrowed, she always felt that this possibility was too small.

For some reason, she always had a lingering premonition in her heart at this moment, always feeling that... these things are tossing until the end, and they are very likely to usher in a result that no one can expect.

"National teacher." She raised her eyes, with a hint of hesitation in her eyes, "Why don't you directly work on Feng Qi, instead start with Feng Wu? He is no longer Feng Cang's emperor, even if you doubt the real master of Lingxiao Pavilion It is Feng Wu, but how can we be sure that our plan will succeed in the end?"

Although everything is in accordance with the arrangement of the national teacher, and Ye Xiaoxiao really trusts this national teacher who has the ability to predict the future, but in recent days, there has always been a strange uneasiness in her heart for no reason.

It seemed that something was getting out of her control little by little.

Ye Xiaoxiao didn't like this feeling very much, but she couldn't tell what was wrong.

The man on the opposite side paused for a moment. His white hair had witnessed the painstaking efforts he had put into Nanqin, but there was a secret hidden in his heart that no one in this world would ever know.

Glancing at Ye Xiaoxiao's eyebrows that could not hide his doubts, he said lightly: "A hero is sad and beautiful, using Ye Qingxuan to deal with Feng Wu will definitely achieve twice the result with half the effort. The princess can trust my national teacher's words - if there is no Ling Xiao Pavilion in this world , it is absolutely impossible for Feng Cang's empress to be as fearless as she is today."

When Ye Xiaoxiao heard this, a flash of inspiration flashed in her mind, "What the national teacher means... is to break Feng Cang's wings first?"

As long as he can think of a way to eliminate or control the power of the High Heaven Pavilion, then Feng Cang is just a country in the world of Kyushu.

The national teacher nodded, "The most important thing for us at the moment is only the Tower of the Heavens. The other things can be done if they can be done, and there is no need to worry if they can't be done."

Ye Xiaoxiao was silent for a moment, then nodded slowly, "But I still have a question to ask the national teacher, Feng Cang is not the only powerful country in the world, since the national teacher intends to deal with Ling Xiaoge, then Yu'er can choose several other options for the marriage. A country, such as Yunrui of Beiyan, is also a strong enemy, why the national teacher..."

Why?

The national teacher lowered his eyes to look at the chessboard, and the dark light in his eyes flowed, and the color became deeper and deeper.

"You will know the answer to this question sooner or later." He answered like this, his tone added a little indifference after the conversation as always, and clearly told Ye Xiaoxiao that he would not affect the answer to this question for the time being.

Ye Xiaoxiao's expression was slightly cold, and the bad feeling in her heart became stronger and stronger, but she couldn't ask anything.

Because even if he asked, the national teacher would not answer, but would only annoy him more and more.

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The silence at the foot of Phoenix Mountain was finally tinged with a little wordless shock.

The competition in the arena is over.

Beiyan emperor Yun Rui, recognized as the unfathomable emperor in the mainland of Kyushu, a master of all aspects of Wen Tao Wu Lue, his face was pale at this time, and he stood on the ring without falling down.

There was no wound on his body, but a streak of bright red blood at the corner of his mouth told everyone that his internal injuries were serious.

On the other hand, the man in the snow-clothed fairy, with his hands behind his back, had a calm and calm expression on his face, except for those deep eyes, which always showed a cold and ruthless color like ice and snow.

No one in the audience spoke, and all eyes were still looking at the stage silently.

Fu Cang's expression changed.

The complexions of Ye Lintian and Jimo Qingyi also changed.

"You lost." Feng Qi's tone was indifferent, without a trace of fluctuation, "Don't try to offend my queen in the future, even if you just talk about it. In addition, it's best not to use force for a month after you go back, and walk in and out of the belt. If you are not careful, your martial arts will be useless, don't blame me for not reminding you in advance."

Yun Rui almost stood with his body propped up, he knew that his internal injuries were very serious, just as Feng Qi said just now, you will know what the consequences will be.

Now he really knows that Feng Qi's martial arts cultivation has reached the pinnacle level, and it cannot be described by such words as first-rate and second-rate at all.

Yun Rui's throat was itchy, and he couldn't help coughing lightly, but then he couldn't control it anymore, and a mouthful of blood spewed out——

puff!
"My lord!" A figure flew up to the ring like lightning, and supported Yun Rui's body in time, subconsciously sticking his palm on his back, about to inject his true energy.

"You'd better not move." The woman's voice sounded slowly, stopping Fu Cang's movement. He raised his eyes and said coldly: "The girl is planning to kill my emperor? Then you are the most important Clearly, the consequences of doing so."

Linyue smiled lightly, "Why are you in a hurry? If I want his life, you can only be angry at his corpse now. I just want to tell you, don't waste your energy in a hurry, anyway, he is temporarily You can't die, you might as well save some strength and make a choice for your Patriarch."

Fu Cang frowned, "What do you mean?"

"Aren't you the number one general under him? You're so dull that you can't even understand what I mean?" Linyue smiled mockingly, "Of course it's about the retreat. I'll give you a minute to think about it, and then I'll give it to you." Gong’s answer—oh, don’t ask me how long 1 minute is, the time is very short, so short that you must make a decision as soon as possible, lest you regret it later.”

Hearing this, Fu Cang subconsciously turned his head to look at Yun Rui.

Bei Yan's Majesty the Emperor, who had almost never met an opponent, was pale and colorless at this time, and the serious internal injury almost emptied all his strength, making it extremely difficult for him to even say a word.

There was a clear sharp pain in the chest, as if all the viscera had been displaced, and there was also an unprecedented feeling of weakness, which made Yun Rui understand that he could no longer be brave.

But retreat?
"I...Although I was injured..." He gritted his teeth, trying to suppress the bursts of bloody air, "But there is still... Fu Cang..."

Fu Cang, he is the commander of the Beiyan army.

(End of this chapter)