The Return of the Noble Abandoned Consort

Qiao Wei was awakened by the cry of a woman. She opened her eyes and touched the bed side subconsciously. Jingyun and Wangshu were there, but the meditation was already cold.

Knowing that he went to enlighten Jiuyang’s palm again, Qiao Wei secretly let go of his heart, put on his robe, and left the house.

This deeper in the middle of the night, I do not know which woman who is not sensible has been crying outside Fang Cuiyuan, noisy people can not sleep.

Many people in Fang Cuiyuan were awakened, and some ran out to watch the excitement. Some stayed in the yard. The first to stay in the yard saw Qiao Wei, and he did a busy trip.

The language was unreasonable. Qiao Wei had nodded and walked to the door. He saw that Binger and several Fang Cuiyuan’s shackles were blocking a person, and the cry was from the man’s mouth.

Coincidentally, Qiao Wei knows this person.

"Little Dolma." Binger found Qiao Wei and turned around for a ceremony. "I am sorry, I wake up Xiao Zhuoma."

Qiao Wei glanced at the man faintly and asked Binger: "What happened?"

"She..." Binger wants to stop.

The man simply pushed the cockroach in front of him and ran to Qiao Wei and slammed it down: "Little Zhuoma! Please help my lady!"

Qiao Wei looked at Xiuqin indifferently, and did not worry.

Binger enters the house with us and the big garden seems to have only two of them.

Xiuqin kneeped in two steps, kneeling at Qiao Wei's feet, grabbing Qiao Wei's skirt, and rubbing his eyes with tears: "Little Zhuoma! Now only you can save my lady... I beg you... ...you can save her soon!"

Qiao Wei faintly pulled the skirt out: "Hey, are you afraid that you won't wake up in the middle of the night, still sleepwalking? Your lady is the Queen's confidant, what danger can she have? I need a hand-free chicken. A weak woman to save?"

Xiuqin knew that she was talking, but she was in a hurry to get angry, and she was incoherent. She did not even win her. She pleaded: "Little Zhuoma, I am telling the truth! My lady is really in trouble! She entered. The Queen’s study, took the Queen’s things, was discovered by the Queen... The Queen was very angry...”

Qiao Wei sneered: "She took my **** moon bow, I am still angry?"

Xiuqin said urgently: "Can you not get it back? She never really thought about taking the **** moon bow! She is just..."

Qiao Wei interrupted her words: "Just take all of us away, so that the queen can start and turn away my children."

Xiuqin shook his head with tears: "Not such a small Zhuoma... Miss her..."

"How is she all good," said Qiao Wei. "You can forget how she had betrayed Ji's family. I can't forget it. I can only remember her when I close my eyes. What Shu is doing! She has figured out what is going on now, that is the end of her fight with the tiger! What are you doing with me? And He Jia? Why should I save her?!"

Xiuqin completely stopped.

What she wants to say, she finds that she can’t say a word.

She thinks that Miss is wronged, but in the eyes of Xiao Zhuoma, Miss is completely self-satisfied. How can she explain it? Xiao Zhuoma will believe...

Qiao Wei took a deep breath and looked at her with covet: "I didn't kill you today, I care about the old feelings, let's go!"

"Little Dolma! Xiao Zhuoma!" Xiuqin hugged Qiao Wei's leg.

Qiao Wei is about to pull out her legs, but there is a loud noise in Fang Cuiyuan, hehe! It seems like something has hit her door!

The child is still in the room!

Qiao Wei pushed the show to the piano and walked over to the gallery.

The door was knocked open, and under the swaying candlelight, a huge shadow slammed on the threshold.

At first, Qiao Wei thought that it was an assassin. She quickly pulled out the dagger. When she approached, she found that the golden eagle was lying on the ground.

The foot of the gold carving was broken, causing it to land normally. This slammed into the door.

Qiao Wei took the dagger and squatted down. He took off his wings and saw that he had a sharp short arrow in his abdomen. The short arrow entered the body very deeply, and the blood stained its large wings.

Qiao Wei was busy holding it into the room, resting it on the table and opening the medicine box to handle the injury.

"Nanny."

Jing Yun did not know when he came behind Qiao Wei.

Qiao Wei looked at the hands full of blood, turned back, threatened him, said softly: "Nothing, you go to sleep."

Jingyun saw the golden eagle at a glance and asked in a confused way: "Is Sister Fu coming?"

Qiao Wei stunned, did not understand why the son said such a sentence, replied: "No."

Jing Yundao: "How can her golden sculpture be here?"

Qiao Wei can't be more surprised: "Her golden carving? Is the golden eagle your sister?"

Jingyun nodded.

During the period of being abducted, he knew a lot of things, including the origin of this golden eagle.

Qiao Wei’s heart is like being hit by something. If this golden eagle is Fu Xueyan, then that night outside Pucheng... is Fu Xueyan letting the golden eagle take her to Wang Shu? When Jing Yun and his brother were arrested, was Fu Xueyan letting the golden eagle to save people?

She saw that the golden eagle was the owner of the Lord, but did not expect the owner to be Fu Xueyan.

"Mother, is the Golden Eagle injured?" Jingyun asked worriedly.

Qiao Wei wants to touch his son's head, but he can look at the blood on his hand and put down his arm. He said softly: "Mother can cure it, you should go to sleep first."

"Yeah." Jing Yun slammed into the bed, pulled the quilt, and slept with his sister.

Qiao Wei quickly dealt with the Golden Eagle and sent the show to the room. The look was cold and said: "Where is your master?"

Xiuqin wiped his tears and said excitedly: "The lady was caught in the barren hill!"

Abandoned mountains?

Qiao Wei originally planned that if someone was in the palace, he would ask Mu Wang to come forward and take Fu Xueyan back to Fuzhong. But now everyone is going to the barren hills. If you want to come to the face, you will not accept the account.

After Qiao Wei thought about it again and again, he called Adar and Hai XIII, and let the two stay in Fang Cuiyuan.

Qiao Wei also wants to inform Ji Mingxiu, but Ji Ji repairs in practice, fearing to disturb him to get rid of the magic, Qiao Weizhen dispelled this thought, turned to the West Chamber called Yan Fei and seventeen, with white A piece of Fang Cuiyuan came out.

When the group went to the gate of the Wangfu, they unexpectedly saw the leader of the Xuanyi, who was standing in the night wind.

He is very sturdy and looks like a jade. When he doesn't talk, he is also a very priestly style.

With an opening, the little temper of the fried hair was exposed: "Why are you going out in the middle of the night? Do you want to leave me?"

Yan Fei must scratch his ears: "Why are you saying this, where is your majesty? Isn't this going out to do business?"

"What can't you bring me with you?" He looked seriously at Qiao Wei.

Qiao Wei paused, and if he thought: "Well, you will come."

Wife and child have gone wrong, this is awkward, really should not be out of the way.

Several people took the carriage and went to the wild mountain in the mouth of Xiuqin.

Along the way, Xiuqin and the people explained in detail the situation of Fu Xueyan - at that time, she was taking a bath in the room, Fu Xueyan ate something, walked in the yard with the golden statue as usual, the queen went out, I wonder if it is going Seeing the night Luo Wang, in short, she went for a long time, she did not care, took a shower and went to the backyard to wash clothes.

Halfway through, she heard a crisp applause from the Queen's study. She didn't think that the slap in the first place would be her own master, and until she heard the roar of the golden eagle in the room, she could understand the accident. It is.

She put down half of the washed clothes and ran to the study room. She heard the queen angry and said, "You are so courageous, even my things dare to take it. Who do you want to give to? Ji family?"

She wanted to rush to save Fu Xueyan, but Fu Xueyan shook her head at her.

She tried to hold back and did not move, watching the two dead men take Fu Xueyan out of the palace.

After that, the golden eagle also flew away.

She sneaked up and chased half of them and opened them.

Hearing here, the gas field of the leader of the adult is cold.

Qiao Wei glanced at him and wanted to say something. He finally resisted and turned to look at Xiuqin: "Since you were opened by them, how do you know that they are going to the wasteland?"

Xiuqin said: "They have a stronghold in the abandoned mountains. Many things that are unspeakable are placed there."

"The stronghold?" Yan Fei touched his chin. "It wouldn't be the one that the sea and I took with the younger masters...all of them are dead, even a camp where flies can't fly?"

As a result, it was really said by the swallow's crow's mouth, and it was the camp that was guarded by the layers of the dead.

Seeing so many glimpses of the dead, Qiao Wei is really shooting the death of Yan Yan, you said that you crow mouth, how to do your own harm?

For some places, you can try it with the light power of the 17th and Yan Fei, but here, I am afraid that it will be long-term.

"Do you know what back door is there in this camp?" Qiao Wei asked Xiuqin.

Xiuqin thought about it and shook his head: "I have never been there, but I have heard the lady mention this place once in a while."

"Do you want to find Mu Wang?" Yan Fei asked weakly.

Qiao Wei had such a moment of temptation, but quickly vetoed his proposal: "You can see the dead here? Hidden so many dead soldiers, passing out is the death penalty of killing the head, even if the night Luo Wang pet her, for her network When she opened her side, she couldn’t die, but these dead people could no longer stay."

Yan Fei has straightened his waist and said: "Isn't that right? I took her nest!"

Qiao Wei said slowly: "And don't say that the end is not good, Mu Wang is so good to us, because he thought that the meditation and meditation is his own son, if Mu Wang took people to encircle the camp, to the woman The temperament is bound to work hard to separate our relationship with Muwangfu. At that time, the life of meditation and meditation is also very likely to be taken out. Mu Wang knows that we are using him, and will it help us to recapture Fu Xueyan?"

Yan Fei is absolutely frowning: "Is Fu Xueyan not his adopted daughter?"

Qiao Wei said: "You also said that it is a foster daughter."

"Hey." Yan Fei sighed for a long time. "What do you say?"

Qiao Wei thought for a moment: "Let's wait and see."

Yan Fei did not quite agree with her plan: "We last waited for the whole night..."

Halfway through the words, seventeen ears moved, and he ordered a dumb point!

Yan Fei absolutely: "..."

Can you use this method to shut me up?

Seventeen such a move, everyone knows that there is a situation, and they have depressed their bodies. The whole people are buried in the trees, and they are staring at the camp through the mottled weeds and dead branches.

On the road in front of the camp, a dead man drove slowly in a carriage and parked outside the gate of the camp.

The two gatekeepers came over and picked up the curtains and took the people inside the carriage down.

It was four strong young men, each of whom was **** with five flowers and blocked his mouth with cotton cloth.

The two guards who had watched the door were checked and confirmed, and the slain who drove the car was sent in.

The reason why the slain is a slain is because their skill and atmosphere are different from ordinary people. No sorcerer will admit his own kind, which is why Yan Fei is so light, but can not be mixed into the camp.

But for now, Qiao Wei seems to think of a way.

A quarter of an hour later, another carriage stopped outside the camp.

The two slain guards who came to the door came over. They first looked at the wagon's tattered, **** companion. Then they looked at a man with a big tie in the car and two teenagers who were **** with the same five flowers. The dawn was hesitating for a moment. As if thinking about something.

After a long while, I waved my hand and let a few people go in.

Going into the camp, Qiao Wei took a long breath.

The slain is naturally seventeen, the man with the big flower tied is Yan Fei, Qiao Wei and Xiu Qin are dressed as two teenagers.

Although I don’t know what the camp is doing, it’s not easy to get involved in this opportunity.

They are afraid of showing their feet, the first yurt that the trailing person enters.

In the felt room, there is a small room. Walking through the small room is a long stone wall passage.

The passage is about seven feet high and about five feet wide. The walls are inlaid with huge night pearls. Under each night pearl lamp stand, there is a majestic long knife.

The long knife is second only to the slain of the ghost king. It is difficult to buy one outside, and in this passage, it stands no less than seven or eight.

The meditation has said that after the 17th breakthrough, it will be infinitely close to the strength of the long knife.

Therefore, in this passage, there are not seven or eight dead, but seven or eighty seven.

How can I go out later?

The pedestrian walked forward with a hard scalp. I don’t know how long it took, and finally it was at the end of the passage.

After the passage, there is a bright round stone room. There are eight open stone doors on the wall of the stone room. Only then is the first stone door on the left hand side. Don’t ask Qiao Wei how to know. With seventeen ears, you can hear the movements that are far away.

There was no warrior in this round stone room, and Qiao Wei took out the white white hidden in the sleeve.

The little white closed air is closed and the bangs are bulging, and the eyes are coming out!

"Okay." Qiao Wei pressed and pressed it.

Xiaobai took a long breath!

Xiao Bai, who often rubbed his chest and chest, was very familiar with Fu Xueyan's breath. He strolled through the stone room and ran into the third stone door on the right hand side.

After the Shimen, there was a long passage. There was no warrior to guard. They went unimpeded to the end and found a cell. On the ground of the cell, there was a pale Fu Xueyan lying on the side.

"Miss!" Xiuqin rushed over and held the iron bars on the door with both hands.

Qiao Wei whispered: "What is it called? Is it too fast to die?"

Fu Xueyan heard the movements of the two men, and the eyelashes fluttered, opening a pair of quiet eyes.

She turned her head and saw a few people outside the door. She snorted and hoarsely said, "How come you?"

Qiao Wei slammed the lock, opened the door, and walked over to Fu Xueyan's body, looking at her faintly: "I don't want to save you, just don't want to owe you."

Fu Xueyan dropped his throat.

Qiao Wei’s gaze fell on her tall, uplifted stomach, slightly stunned and reached out.

Fu Xueyan hesitated and gently explored his hand.

Before her hand touched Qiao Wei’s hand, Qiao Wei faintly opened her mouth: “You can think about it. When you take this step, there is no room for manoeuvre.”

Fu Xueyan’s fingertips moved and held Qiao Wei’s hand.

Qiao Wei pulled her up and looked at Yan Fei, who was on the side: "Is it all right?"

Yan Fei never fell down the bottle: "One is not left."

Qiao Wei took a deep breath and hoped that there would be no more scorpions this time.

Several people pulled out their weapons, and Qiao Wei took out the burning sky and handed it to Fu Xueyan.

Fu Xueyan looked intricately, but Qiao Wei didn't look at her. She didn't say anything and took the dagger.

A few people came to the round stone room, when another dead man came with a few men with a big five-flowered tie. Several people flashed back into the passage and held their breath.

Fortunately, the few people did not take their stone door.

After a while, the seventeenth horse took the lead and walked to the passage leading to the small room and the yurt. When he passed the first long knife, he wiped the other's neck with lightning.

This knife, for others to wipe, Xu will not die.

But seventeen are dead, he knows **** the dead.

Seventeen did not have a trace of sound, I thought I could get away with it, and I knew that the rich blood was scattered. The dead man in front immediately noticed an abnormality, and raised the long knife and rushed over to the seventeenth!

He rushed, all the dead in the passage were all alarmed, and the hula came over.

This is a dozen long swordsmen!

Qiao Wei’s little heart screamed wildly!

Just a dozen people were murderous, and when they were about to be dumped into meat sauce, there was a melodious flute sound outside the camp. It was clear and distant, and people could not help but feel calm.

Unbelievable things happened. The last second was a squad with a long knife and they rushed toward them. In this second, all the legs were soft, the mouth spewed, and fell to the ground.

A few people are shocked!

This is a long knife!

Is it that Huo Shigong can't kill a master, but he fell so badly? !

Not only have one or two fallen, but seventeen eight!

Qiao Wei quickly returned to God and made a snap: "Don't be dazed! Go!"

The flute continues, and under the seemingly calm melody, there is a serenity that can wash the dust, and it also reveals the murderousness of the moment.

A few people escaped from the camp, far away, saw a black figure, secluded in the distant mountains, Lang Lang bath in the moonlight, like a fairy, like a demon.

Qiao Wei never felt that the figure of Xiao Er was so tall, and the whole world became his foil. However, this tall did not last long. After all, a person squatting on the hillside flute, it is a piece. Although pulling the wind is also very easy to expose.

There was a murderer who found the master of the lord, and cut it with a long knife!

"Ah! What are you doing!" The lord of the lord sneaked away and sneaked out. He was not the opponent of the long knives. He screamed and fled.

Qiao Wei blinked, it was really handsome for three seconds.

Yan Fei never showed his demeanor, and the main adult of the DPRK flew over.

On the other side, more and more dead people came out, and seventeen were fighting with them.

Qiao Wei took Fu Xueyan to the carriage, and Xiuqin drove and quickly rushed into the night.

Unfortunately, not far away, the wheel was cut off by a long knife.

The carriage suddenly went to the ground, and Fu Xueyan grabbed Qiao Wei’s shoulder and showed his light and flew out of the carriage.

Xiuqin rolled on the ground and soon climbed up.

There were dead men who passed around seventeen and chased them toward them.

Xiuqin clenched the machete: "Miss, let's go first!"

A little girl, where is the opponent of a group of dead men?

Qiao Wei grabbed her collar: "Go!"

The three fled into the mountains.

Yan Fei never saw it, and shouted: "Hey! That mountain can't enter! It will get lost!"

Getting lost is a matter of the future, but you can't go in now, and you will lose your life.

Qiao Wei resolutely rushed into the mountains.

The adult master saw them rushing in and did not hesitate to chase the past.

Yan Fei wants to beat people: "What are you doing? Give me back!"

Yan Fei insisted on reaching out to grab him, but he had a long knife and a squad, and Yan Fei was forced to pull the knife.

It’s not a long knife to chase after Qiao Wei’s party. Qiao Wei counts the number of people, and he can handle it...

Cope for a while.

Qiao Wei stopped: "Xiu Qin, take your family to go first."

Xiuqin: "But you..."

Qiao Wei Li drink: "Go!"

Xiuqin bit his teeth, looked at Fu Xueyan, who was holding his belly and pale, and turned his heart and helped Fu Xueyan to go away.

The master of the church was copied from the path, and happened to run into Xiuqin and Fu Xueyan.

"Be careful!"

Fu Xueyan trembled and explored his right hand, offering a white scorpion, and wrapped up a dead man behind the leader of the lord.

The slain was thrown by the snow of Fu Xueyan to the hillside.

Fu Xueyan has two consecutive sports, and the pale face is even the last trace of blood.

The master of the teacher grabbed her arm, and her eyes fell on her high-pitched belly from her pale face. This time, neither the cloak nor the handcuffs, the big round belly was exposed to him. In front of you.

He felt like something was blasting in his head: "You..."

Not waiting for him to finish, a heat wave flowed out of Fu Xueyan's body.

He was surprised to see the water stain on the ground: "Are you urinating?"

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