The emperor's favorite gentleman is enchanting

Chapter 160
The fingertips suddenly became heavier.

The blue pupils are cold and murderous: "You have moved your mind on her, I will kill you, not today, but also in the future, I will not leave hidden dangers for her, I will not save your life .”

Love is really a heart-wrenching thing, a woman has already made him forget everything, the world, life, and the entire snowy region, he has abandoned them all.

For a woman, the world's idiots resent their daughters, look, how stupid.Feng Qi laughed lightly, and with sneering eyes, said lightly: "You can't kill me."

Hitomi, more and more red.

Rumor has it that the Holy Lord of the Snowy Land has a pair of eyes that can seduce souls and kill people invisible.

It is also a killer move, in this world, only Xiao Chen can meet Shang Fengqi's eyes.

He opened his lips and said, "You can try."

After speaking, the fingertips became heavier again, and the enchanting epiphyllum slowly bloomed between the foreheads.

Feng Qi's fair face turned pale, and his eyes were still as red as blood: "If the epiphyllum on your forehead keeps blooming, you will definitely die."

In the lotus pond, the clear water is bubbling and rushing, surrounded by two internal forces, raising a thin water curtain, and the red lotus blooms enchantingly.

The light blue in his eyes was almost transparent: "I will let you die first."

The fish is dead and the net is broken...

In the lotus pond, the clear water gradually turned black, bubbling up into water vapor, with such a strong internal force, within a moment, she was bound to explode and die.

The red pupils froze suddenly, raised his hand, separated a splash of water, stepped back three times, and spit out a mouthful of dark blood from his lips.

In the end, she couldn't be ruthless to him, so she withdrew her internal strength first.

Bowing her head, her entire wrist quickly turned black. It was the poison of the Heartbroken Grass. Her breath was chaotic, and she couldn't suppress it at all.

Looking up, blood was also oozing from the corner of his mouth.

Across the red lotus, she looked at her coldly: "You suffer this injury, even if I have tasted the pain of heartbroken grass, I can only lie in the lotus pond for three days, hurting others three points, and hurting myself seven points, it's stupid Woolen cloth."

Stretching out his hand, he wiped the blood from the corner of his lips: "Three days is enough."

Feng Qi sneered: "Worth it?"

The half-bloomed epiphyllum on his forehead was so enchanting that it dazzled the eye.

"Three days are enough for me to find a young lady for Xue Yu." There was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

Feng Qi's red eyes suddenly tightened, and her heart ached. The woman became a thorn in her heart and had to be pulled out.

"Young master's wife?" She sneered, "I have kept my position for 20 years, but I can't tolerate your dead princess."

He said without any waves: "Then how about I cover this snowy area."

He is no longer the weak young man of the past. In ten years, he has become so unfathomable that it makes people panic.

Maybe, one day.

Feng Qi still smiled: "You forgot, what I said."

Back then, on the top of the snow mountain, he said she wanted the world, and she said yes.

She said: You can marry a wife, you can have children, you can be an emperor or a king, everything you want, let you sit and enjoy the clouds of men and women in the world, I will wait for you on the top of the snow-capped mountains, and go with me with love and love, if you don't, I will definitely Overwhelm your country, destroy your city, kill your loved ones, and bloody everywhere.

Qian Fan has already died, and now he said: "It seems that I have to kill you as soon as possible."

She couldn't stop laughing, and raised her eyes, his feet were on the lotus, leaving only his back, leaving a pool of rippling water, which reflected the red of the lotus.

In the pool, Feng Qi sighed softly: "It's really like the bright moon back then."

bright moon...

This name has become the history of Xueyu, written into Fengqing's imperial tomb, Concubine Xiao's Duanfei.

"Cangyue."

Behind the moss and stones, Cang Yue slowly walked into the water vapor: "Yes, Holy Master."

"People in the world are infatuated with life and death, how stupid you are." Feng Qi sighed and laughed lightly, "Love, that is a terrible thing."

Xueyu, this unfeeling and unrequited place, is the worst place for Fengqi.

Cang Yue was in a daze for a moment, then murmured softly: "But I can't help it at all."

As soon as Cang Yue's words fell, a gust of wind blade rolled up her clothes, raised her eyes, and met a pair of indifferent red pupils, she knelt down, without the slightest emotion: "This subordinate deserves to die."

In the pond, Feng Qi was holding the water in the lotus pond, hooking the green stems of the lotus with her translucent fingers, whispering softly: "Do you let your heart go? And then there will be an unsatisfactory ending. Isn't Mingyue an example."

With a twist of her finger, she broke the enchanting lotus.

The bright moon of that year...

Cang Yue's lips curled into a wry smile, her memory was blurred, only a few strokes remained in the yellowed history books in the library.

In the year 778 of Snowland, the Lord of Snowland came to Fengqing at the beginning of the Ming Dynasty.

In the year 779 of Xueyu, the Lord Mingyue gave birth to Lin'er.

In the year 789 of Xueyu, the Holy Master Mingyue died, and the young master of Xueyu, Cang Yue, abdicated in female attire.

In the year 790 of Xueyu, Fengqi came to the throne as a saint, honoring Mingyue's son Xiao Shen as the master.

The snow in Xueyu has never stopped, but the sky has changed, with a few strokes and many vicissitudes.

puff……

The blood fell into the lotus pond, dizzy circles of lines, Cang Yue regained consciousness, and saw the woman in the lotus pond, her mouth full of blood, gurgling and flowing.

"Holy Master!" Cang Yue shouted.

"What a Xiao Chen, what a ruthless method." Feng Qi laughed, his delicate face turned ferocious, his eyes suddenly caught fire, and said, "Retreat!"

"Subordinates retire."

Cang Yue turned around, with a wry smile on the corner of her mouth.

three days?Not only three days, that master has not only overcome the poison of the heartbroken grass, but also the internal force of the most yin. Everyone knows that a pool of water in the snowy area is the most yang in the world. It's been a month.

When was the last time she retreated?Oh, it was when she seized the position of Holy Master, when she started killing.

That young man back then was already unfathomable.

Snowy land, continuous heavy snow, the imperial capital, the wind is light and the clouds are calm.As soon as the scene of the Tian Family and National Wedding ended, the sky in the capital became turbulent again.

With the dignity of the leader of the martial arts alliance and the betrothal gift of the Mandrill Soul Cave, the Nine Young Masters sincerely invited heroes from all over the world to form a happy marriage with him. This post of inviting relatives was only released, but within three days, the capital was overcrowded.

It’s really a wave of ups and downs. The sky in the Fengqing Imperial Capital has never been calm. I don’t know how the ups and downs happened again. In this Mandrill Soul Cave, there is a gambling game, and it has already opened. Itches.

On the third day of the large-scale release of family invitation posters, early in the morning, Mandrill Soul Cave was covered with a layer of red brocade within a radius of five miles, and the recruitment of relatives was in full swing. This day was also exceptionally sunny. In response to the words of a certain evildoer in Mandrill Soul Cave: Well, it's another good day, suitable for... hurting nature and reason.

No, in an alley within five miles of Mandrill Soul Cave, with winding paths and few people, a group of men in black held long swords and besieged a man. The man's body was covered with blood, and his only pair of eyes were black and shiny. , like a leopard.

(End of this chapter)