Women Respect the World: Stunning Jiangshan Beautiful Men

Chapter 82

Wei Qing frowned and thought for a moment, then raised her voice and shouted again: "Prince Rui! Miss Wanxi is in my hands, no matter how promiscuous she is, the child in her stomach will be yours after all, right? But it doesn't matter, if Prince Rui doesn't care , I can also be merciful and raise that child for you."

"Hahahahaha! Yes, yes, let's raise the child in the belly too!"

After the words were finished, everyone burst out laughing, some were obscene, some were watching a play, and more were all kinds of obscenity. I don't believe it, the majestic Prince Rui of a country can even bear this kind of insult?
Wei Qing was even more certain that if Shen Lang couldn't bear these extremely insulting words, he wouldn't be a man anymore.

There is an unwritten rule in the royal clan, food can be eaten randomly, and life can be thrown away, but this reputation is absolutely unbearable.

Once there is a stain on the head, you will be ashamed to see these ancestors when you are under the Nine Springs, right?
But the strange thing is that time has passed bit by bit, and there is still no movement in the Qingyin Pavilion.Facing the heavy siege under the snowy night, Qingyin Pavilion, which was pierced by random arrows, was like a sleeping lion quietly dormant in the night, without any movement.

"Your Majesty, could it be that he has already left?"

After a while, Yue Wushang said in a low voice, "Subordinates go in and have a look!"

With a sway of his figure, he shot out like lightning, before reaching the front, a clump of hairy needles, with a sound of "canopy", shot out indiscriminately in the form of a celestial girl scattering flowers.

"careful!"

Feng Zhuming gave a reminder, and he swung forward, there had already been guards in the palace holding shields to protect Wei Qing in the middle.The cow hairy needles in the drizzle, like rain hitting plantains, jingled and shot on the iron shield, indicating that there were really people in the room, and they were very patient.

If the enemy does not move, I will not move, if the enemy moves, I will move first!
The corners of Wei Qing's eyebrows were frowned, and there was a hint of surprise.

According to Shen Lang's temperament, would he be so forbearing?That naked green hat has already been put on his head. If it was him, he would rather die than let others insult him like this!
but……

Suddenly, my heart skipped a beat, "Not good!"

With a palm pat on the wooden chair under the seat, the whole person was ejected backwards. At the same time, Feng Zhuming walked into the air, his expression suddenly changed, and before he could even catch up with Yue Wushang, he lifted the air into the air in one breath, forcefully moving forward His body was dragged backwards.

In the eyes of outsiders, it was as if someone was holding his neck with a rope behind his back, and he retreated involuntarily.

Yue Wushang tried his best to retreat back when Feng Zhuming warned him, but it was too late.

It's true that the gun hits the bird.

Accompanied by the injection of the ox hair fine needle, there is also a black thing that also flies out.

Under the bright torch, as soon as the thing was released, it saw a streak of sparks, scraping the air and falling to the ground. When everyone was surprised, Wei Qing had already flashed out, only heard a loud "boom" , the nose is full of the smell of yellow nitrous, but in the blink of an eye, the good Qingyin Pavilion has been blown to the west.

After a while, the dust and smoke fell to the ground, and the ground was covered with broken limbs and arms, wailing and groaning, Yue Wushang crawled on the ground not far away with a dead face, with a bowl of blood on his back, bleeding profusely, life and death unknown.

Feng Zhuan ran fast, but he was still affected, a powerful force rushed over and sent him flying far away, even Wei Qing fell out in embarrassment.

A small ball actually has such great power!

Wei Qing got up from the ground with a pale face, his face was black and blue, he was so angry that he almost vomited blood!

After a good plan to lure the enemy, in the end, the one who suffered the most casualties was actually the one who set up the trap!This makes him so not vomit three liters of blood?

"emperor……"

Feng Zhuming staggered over and vomited a mouthful of blood.

Wei Qing asked with a dark face: "Go and see... if there are any alive."

Feng Zhuming smiled wryly: "Except for the emperor and his subordinates, everyone is dead."

"Where is Yue Wushang?"

Feng Zhuming glanced at him, "I'm afraid I'm dead."

Wei Qing was silent.

Looking at the devastation in front of him, the veins on his forehead twitched violently.

"Damn the corona organization, how did they come?!"

Obviously it should be Shen Lang, not this damn bomb!
According to rumors, in the corona organization, there is not only Mr. Yao who brought back the dead, but also exquisite craftsmanship, which can turn a pile of dilapidated saltpeter into a miracle, and create amazing moves. Out a hundred times a thousand times the power.

And these rumors, he only heard about them, but tonight, he experienced them personally!
Sure enough, the power is superior, and the disaster is immeasurable!
"Your Majesty, the person who was inside the room just now should be the corona flow cloud." Only he has this kind of technology, and he killed all of them with a black object!

Wei Qing said with a sullen face, "Do you need to say that?"

Flicking the sleeves of the robe, suppressing the embarrassment severely, he said in a hateful voice: "Go! See if Liu Yun is dead!"

At such a short distance, if he wanted to run, it would not be so easy.

"Yes! Your Majesty!"

Feng Zhuming also suppressed his hatred, and with Wen Xun's other people, he groped towards the ruins. When he came to the center, he bent down to check the bloody Yue Wushang, and he was still breathing.

Wei Qing stood in the snow in a state of embarrassment, took one last look in this direction, turned and left.

He had to think about it, what exactly provoked this elusive corona organization.

Unexpectedly, he had just returned to the palace, before he had time to change his clothes, he was temporarily sent to take care of Yinsheng, the little eunuch in Wanxi, and was carried back half dead with his head bleeding.

"what happened?!"

He was startled suddenly, and strode over, Yin Sheng opened his eyes weakly, and replied: "Your Majesty... Rui, Prince Rui..."

Before he finished speaking, he tilted his head and stopped breathing.

Wei Qing's heart was gloomy, not because of Yinsheng's death, but because...he lost the person he could care about!

So far, I am afraid that we will never see each other again, right?
His monstrous eyes flickered a few times, and he waved his hand weakly, "Take it down, let's bury it properly!"

The corona... the clouds flow, the clouds leave, the clouds fall...

He should have thought that the sudden appearance of Yun Li Yun Luo during the new moon that day was by no means simple, but he did not expect that it would be someone from the corona.

Then who is Shen Lang? The final answer is ready to come out!
The night wind blows, and the ground is cold.

The glistening white snow could not cover the moonlit night, Wei Qing sat under the steps in front of the bedroom, not moving for a long time.

until……

There was a sharp "whoosh" in his ear, and he suddenly came back to his senses. Just as he tilted his head, a sharp arrow, with a gust of death, grazed his scalp and penetrated into the palace wall behind him.

He took a deep breath, stood up and stretched out. On the small note, there were a few flamboyant and forceful characters in his eyes: My woman, take it away!
Just like that person's arrogance and wantonness, even just this note is indescribably domineering!

Wei Qing's hands trembled, and the note fell to the wind. He took a deep breath and clenched his fingers into fists!
Hit east and west, tune the tiger away from the mountain.

Shen Lang, you have won this battle!
Snowmelt Valley, like spring all the year round, is a place like a paradise.

Shen Lang gathered all his capable men and horses here. This is the base camp of his corona. Ten miles away, there is a miasma of peach blossoms and a labyrinth of nine twists. Can't get in.

After running around all night, at dawn, Shen Lang brought Wanxi to this place, the peach blossom forest ten miles away.

"Young Master. Liu Yun hasn't come back yet."

The horse stopped at the entrance, Yun Li frowned, this night was too frightening, if he hadn't prepared himself early, it doesn't matter if people can't save him, even they would be folded inside.

Holding the sleeping woman in his arms, Shen Lang asked calmly, "What time is it?"

Yun Li looked at the sky, "Chenshichu."

Shen Lang nodded, "Okay! Wait for another stick of incense!"

Before departure, discuss everything, and it will not be too late.

Yun Li moved his lips, wanting to say something, glanced at the woman in Shen Lang's arms, but finally said nothing.

Shen Lang turned over and got off the horse, and after seeing a flat boulder with his eyes, he strode over, swept his robe sleeves to the ground, and sat on it directly.

And from the beginning to the end, the woman in her arms closed her eyes and slept soundly, without any disturbance.

Shen Lang stared at her with both eyes, and slowly, the ice in his eyes gradually dissipated, and his gentle pampering rose spontaneously.

The slightly cold fingertips gently traced her lips bit by bit, the taste lingering on her lips, and she couldn't get away.

Woman, this is his woman, no matter what, the woman he doesn't want to let go of.

Yun Li glanced back and couldn't help sighing, the young master really fell into it!

For a woman, even the gunpowder of the corona was used, but the key is that Liu Yun didn't fully master the trick after studying this.

The explosion time is sometimes long and sometimes short, if it is too late to control, even Liu Yun may be buried in it.

Thinking of the danger at night, Yun Li still has lingering fears in his heart.Wei Qing is indeed a cautious person. He set up a trap in Qingyin Pavilion, and the dark room in the study room is full of all kinds of swords and poisons.If it weren't for the fact that there are many capable people in the corona, it is absolutely possible to die on the spot.

Thinking about it, he breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the sky: "Young master, the time has come, we..."

Shen Lang raised his head: "Let's go!" The longer you stay here, the easier it will be exposed, "Trust Liu Yun, he will come back safely!"

With Liuyun's ability, killing people might not be as good as Yunli's, but the lightness kung fu of escaping is the supreme under heaven.

After Yun Li thought about it, it was indeed the case, and he felt relieved: "Young master, then let's go!"

He got up and led the horses of the two of them. Just as they entered the entrance of Taolin, they heard horseshoes galloping behind their ears.Yun Li's eyes lit up: "Young Master?"

Shen Lang curled his lips: "Go!"

Although he was anxious to go back and settle down the little woman in his arms, he couldn't ignore the life and death of his subordinates.

"Thank you, Master."

Yun Li immediately returned, his handsome eyes swept away, and he exclaimed, "Young master!"

Shen Lang's heart sank: "What's going on?"

Leaving out, he saw Yunli was slowly helping Liuyun off his horse. His body was covered in blood, his face was pale, and it seemed that he was exhaling a lot of air and not inhaling enough.

(End of this chapter)