The Anarchic Consort of the Prince

The head of Lan's family and Rongjing fell silent, and the front of Ling's house was silent, and the peach blossom forest in ten miles was still roaring in the wind.

Half an hour later, the whizzing wind of Shili Peach Blossom Forest suddenly stopped, and the entire Peach Blossom Forest no longer looked like the previous one. A peach tree became a polished stem, and the enchanting peach blossoms were crushed to pieces. Thickly spread on the ground.

Ten miles of peach blossom forest was originally like a barrier.

Lin Zizheng stood in the middle of the center, with a bright blue robe and a graceful appearance. It was Ye Tianyi. He looked as he always did, without any scratches on his body, and stood there completely.

Homeowner Lan and all the people behind him were overjoyed and ran towards the night sky.

Rong Jing stood still, seeing Ye Tianyi's eyes, and smiled at him.

"He's a lucky man!" Feng Chen snorted, raising an eyebrow at Rong Jing, "Are you sure to let them pass?"

"What happened in the past? The result is not the same." Rong Jing smiled.

Feng Yan rolled his eyes and continued to look at the Shili Peach Blossom Forest, bare, and he scolded, "Hot hands destroy flowers!"

Rong Jing no longer ignored him.

Not long after, Mr. Lan and his family waited in front of Ye Tianyi. Mr. Lan looked at Ye Tianyi, stopped, and cautiously tried to ask, "An Wang, are you okay?"

Ye Tianyi glanced at him, just about to speak, and suddenly fell to the ground.

The head of Lan's hometown was shocked and immediately reached out to support him, but after all he was so old that he was so nervous that even martial arts were useless and fell to the ground together with Ye Tianyi. Fortunately, someone who followed immediately supported him, so that they would not be planted on the ground.

"This... what's going on..." The old owner of Lan looked at Ye Tianyi tremblingly. He had just looked like a normal person. At this time, his face was white as frost paper.

Everyone also looked at Ye Tianyi in horror. This result they had expected. The ten-mile peach blossom forest array method of the top ten families assembled the master layout of the top ten families a hundred years ago. Once it was opened, everything was destroyed, not to mention the human body.

"Hurry, show him quickly..." The old owner of Lan lost his position. Ye Tianyi was after all the support of the Lan family. If he died here today, then they are naturally not Rong Jing's opponents.

Someone who knows medicine immediately stepped forward to explore Ye Tianyi's breath, and said in surprise: "Homeowner, King An is still alive."

The old owner of Lan suddenly laughed and said excitedly: "My grandson, he naturally has the ability, how can he not carry this ten miles of peach blossom forest? Just live, just live!" Road: "Give him a pulse. See where the injury is?"

Ye Tianyi didn't have any scars on the outside, obviously he was injured in the inner abdomen.

The man immediately diagnosed Ye Tianyi's pulse. When he just touched his pulse, his hand shrank and retreated. His face was whiter than Ye Tianyi's face for a while.

"How is it?" The old owner of Lan looked at the man. He was a famous doctor in the top ten families. He didn't dare to say that he was alive and dead. Suddenly felt bad, the laughter stopped, and looked at the man nervously.

The man tremblingly put his hand on the pulse of Ye Tianyi. After a moment, he gazed at the hope of the blue old homeowner. He couldn't bear to say: "Return to the old homeowner, An Wang... The strange meridian was diagnosed and barely breathed. Supporting...Delian Fairy is coming, I am afraid it won't save me."

The owner of the blue home heard the words, and his eyes suddenly turned black. Overjoyed and mourned.

"Is there no way I can be saved?" After a while, the old man of Lan asked him with a trembling look.

The man shook his head. Suddenly, his eyes lit up, looked back, and then darkened again, whispered: "If King Shizi saves each other, King An may live."

"How could he save?" The head of Blue's hometown suddenly raised his voice.

The man was silent and stopped talking.

Everyone heard Qiqi turned around and looked at Rong Jing at the entrance of Ling's house. He saw that he was adorned with ten centimeters of ink cloud, and he was honored and honored. Everyone felt that the sky above him was dark. A hundred years ago, the formations set by the top ten family masters could be changed by him. Neither An Wang was his opponent, and who could be his opponent? If these four great families resisted today, they might really corpse run wild, blood stained these ten miles of peach blossom forest. Since he dared to kill King An, how could he be saved? Perhaps to cater to the hearts of the people, the bright sky was suddenly covered with a layer of overcast clouds, blocking the sunlight, and everyone's body was covered with a layer of darkness. A short time later, a gust of wind blew through, blowing up the peach blossom debris on the ground, and in an instant, the drizzle was coming.

This was the first rain this spring. The rain was half windy and the wind came with the rain.

The thin and dense rain hit everyone's face, and the hearts of the blue old house owner and everyone cooled together.

At the door of Ling's house, Qingying had taken an umbrella to cover Rong Jing's head, and the attendants of the rest of the house owners also took their own umbrellas to their own house owners. The fine rain hit the umbrella, making a crackling noise, silent , Exceptionally clear.

It didn't take long for the old blue house owner and the blue family's people and the night sky to lie there with a touch of breath to have been soaked in rain. The cold rain was not enough to wash the dust from their hearts.

After a long time, Rong Jing's faint voice floated out of the umbrella, "Grandpa, do you still fight?"

The old owner of Lan suddenly looked up at him, and Rong Jing was standing under the umbrella, and there was a dark shadow under the oil-paper umbrella. He could not see the look on his face in the fine rain, but he could imagine that his face must be Chu Rong's face is generally expressionless, as Rong Jing's is generally light and windy. He coughed again.

Do you want to fight or not?

Was it true that the net was broken, the boat was sinking, or that he was brought to him together with the Lan family and the three families behind him?

Was it three feet of blood splashing, the peach blossom debris on the ground stained with blood, or the promise of abandoning the night and the night, and the night light staining?

Neither death nor surrender was what he thought. He was old and could die, but he could not bear the overthrow of the clan, and no one could live. The Lan family had been destroyed by the Ye Clan's ancestors six years ago. If they are overthrown now, they will have no roots and descendants. Can they be worthy of the ancestors of hundreds of years ago?

He can't afford this genocide!

A violent cough resounded through the Taoli Forest in ten miles, and it seemed that he would even cough out his heart and lungs, which was even worse than the previous dramatic cough at the entrance of Lingjia. It seemed to cough endlessly.

The man who gave Ye Tianyi the pulse couldn't help but took a medicine out of his arms and handed it to the blue master.

The old blue owner waved his hand away and strongly suppressed the blood in his mouth. He said to Rong Jing: "My old man still said that, if you get what you want, you must come up with the value of letting my old man conserve the four great families! If this is not the case, I will spare no effort to splatter these ten miles of peach blossom forest today. It’s a big deal for me to go down and find the ancestors and ancestors to blame!"

"You can go to Quanxia to find the ancestors and ancestors of the Lan family to ask for guilt? But do the grandfathers of the Cang family, the Yi family, and the Hua family have the same idea as you?" Rong Jing raised his eyebrows and looked at him. Behind the owner of Xiang Lan’s hometown, “The four great families, each with more than a thousand lives, are sacrificed in vain, but is it worth it?”

The people behind the blue old man's face changed in unison. They belonged to Shun Yeshi and obeyed Ye Qingran, but they never thought about the end of the destruction of the clan of the night royal family. They can't bear it.

"You don't want to make a difference!" The old Lan owner shouted at Rong Jing angrily. "When Lan Yi left, he not only took away the martial arts masters from the Lan family, but also the martial arts masters from the other three families, Cang Ting. It is even more for the new emperor of the Heavenly Saints to work in the mud swamp forests southwest of the Heavenly Saints. The four great families have already branched together. Isn’t it worth your words?" The words fell, he looked back at everyone, "You stand up Let’s talk about what happens to those people outside if our four families have fallen? How many of the children left behind will have them? Let them be suppressed by the six families and ride on their heads. Or, is it better to die?"

The people behind him did not speak, and they felt that the old owner of Lan had made sense. They surrendered to Rongjing. How could the new emperor let off the children of the four great families? Lan Yi, Cang Ting, Hua Shu and others all had to die. If they can survive, will they not be ridden by the six great families? Never turn over again? They were all famous families, and they all had family strengths. They started together a hundred years ago. If future generations are far from those six families, how can they live? Life is better than death.

"Grandpa Lan's words are bad!" Rong Jing sighed softly. "The top ten families had been together for a hundred years ago. Later, they gradually diverged, and each of them was a stranger. He now has his own plans. Now it is only a hundred years ago. The aristocratic family is just one family. Why don’t you talk about the bones of the four aristocratic families and ride on your head?"

"No matter what you say? I don't believe you anyway! Or you just come here and kill my old man first, but it's just a matter of you tapping it, anyway, my old man doesn't have the ability to resist you? Or you just give Our four big families have a guarantee." The old owner of Lan looked at Rong Jing and insisted that he bring out a convincing value.

Because the Lan family is not the Ling family after all, the cost of abandoning the new emperor of the Ye family is too great for them to bear. If he has subdued them, the family of the blue family and the four great families are involved in the new emperor too deeply. At that time, he did not die in his hands, but also died under the new emperor's dark dragon guard. What's the difference? Will also be charged with a gangster thief.

"The knives are all around your neck. Are you sure you can talk about the conditional plan? Climb in if you believe it, and commit suicide if you don't believe it!" Feng Chen was too lazy to look at the blue old man's guise under the guise of the loyal Ye Shi but he was full of calculations Shouted impatiently.

The owner of the old Lan suddenly became furious, "Fengjia baby! You only grew a few hairs, and your arm is hard, don't look at me? What is wrong with me in order to protect the blood of the clan left by the ancestor? You are my blue Is your home your home? If the home wasn’t your brother last year, wouldn’t it be your turn to stand here?”