A mystery revealed by a starling.
Rakshasa moonlit night, in a gray and white haze, apart from the unidentifiable voice of male and female, there is also a strange sound, which has been lingering in the ears intermittently.
Tap, tap.
Under the tense and painful situation at that time, it was impossible to notice the extremely slight sound. The sound entered the ears but did not enter the heart. The voice turns up, wakes up, compares and confirms from the depths of memory.
King Kong!
King Kong was next to him at the time, probably eating melon seeds.
That arrogant, selfish, non-smoking pet!
If I don't know you, I can just let it go and leave Fufeng without wasting time. If I know you, if I pass by indifferently, I won't be Meng Fuyao!
Without further ado, Meng Fuyao got on his horse and changed direction as soon as he raised his whip. Behind him, Yao Xun asked blankly, "Where are you going?"
Meng Fuyao's horse had already galloped far away, only one sentence was thrown far away.
"Tal King City!"
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The royal city of Taal, named Ulun, is the same as the Windy City. The royal palace is in the center of the royal city, and the golden palace is brilliant under the morning light.
However, the most noble and most worshiped building in the city is not the Ulun Palace, but the Tiancheng Holy Palace.
Tiancheng, a very sinicized name, sounds uncoordinated in the alien king city, but for Fufeng, no one would have any objection to the name given by the saintess of Feiyan.
The Holy Maiden of Non-Smoke, a genius born once in a hundred years in the history of Fufeng, the only one after the Great Witch God who has practiced witchcraft to the pinnacle, and is almost a powerful wizard who can pass through the gods. Yes, the saint seldom goes out to Fufeng, and her heart cares about the people of the three ethnic groups in Fufeng. She does not hesitate to rescue disasters, and she does not hesitate to help. The Tiansheng Holy Palace is also open for one day every ten days to treat the poor people. Not only the Tal, but also It's a fire that should be sent to the Qiang, but if the people come from thousands of miles to ask for help, the saint will also comfort her. She is a tolerant, kind, and caring shaman who is respected by the whole Fufeng family.
Wherever there is too much light in this world, there must be dark corners, but when the world's eyes are blinded by the scorching brilliance, how many people can find it
In the early morning, Tiansheng Holy Palace.
The sky in midsummer is clear and transparent, and the wind seems to be particularly moist and fresh because it is close to the sea. It is very harmonious with the main body of the holy palace. A blue tower in the center of the holy palace is still eye-catching. , is only half the size of a house, and there are wide and long windows facing each other on all sides, covering the entire wall. It can be imagined that at such a height, overlooking the world, the four seas are in sight, and the strong wind blows away like a fairy.
The maids walked lightly through the road in the palace, but when they passed the blue tower, they all took a more cautious step, with pity and worry on their faces, looking at the tower, there was a faint blue smoke wafting long windows.
The blessing incense was lit so early, the saint must have not slept last night.
The maids walked away cautiously, and then looked back to the direction outside the palace - that hateful Emperor Dahan! Damn it for disturbing the peace of the Thar Holy Land!
The tower was as silent as its owner, standing alone at the top of the center of the holy palace, overlooking the entire royal city, and even the mountains, rivers and fields outside the royal city, and the blue sea in the far corner.
Of course, you can also see the army's camp stretching for tens of miles.
The woman in the blue long dress was sitting obliquely by the window, looking in that direction, the long black hair flying in the blue dress was flying in the air, blending with the blue smoke sky soundlessly.
Her figure is so light, she seems to want to ride the wind, but also seems to want to fall like a leaf.
"Woman, sit away from the window, I can't save you if you fall."
The noisy "grandpa" knocked on the melon seeds, and squinted at Feiyan who was half of his body outside the window.
Feiyan looked up at it, smiled tolerantly, and made a gesture.
King Kong spat out the melon seeds with a "bah", yellow hairs and green smoke stood up on the top of his head, and he stared and cursed: "You said last time I shouldn't eat melon seeds? Bah, bah, bah, I was so careful!"
Feiyan smiled, stood up, and came over calmly and gently, seeing the gesture as if he wanted to touch King Kong, but King Kong shrank suddenly.
Feiyan grabbed it and threw it out of the window.
King Kong thumped a few times, grabbed the window desperately and screamed: "Woman, help, it's too high! I'm afraid of heights!"
Feiyan already ignored it, walked away on her own, and knelt down.
Kneeling on the top of the tower, her forbidden place, kneeling in front of the man in Tsing Yi sitting cross-legged behind the curtain.
The man is tall and majestic, with loose long hair, green robe and white cloak, and blue silk sash, flying like flying in the strong wind of the tower in early summer.
Feiyan stroked the corner of the man's clothes silently, her eyes seemed lost.
Beside her, the golden ring girl carefully added incense and rescued King Kong. When King Kong came up, he saw the opened curtain and was about to rush to the man. Feiyan pushed him away, and said angrily: "Don't touch it!" he!"
Jin Jin was just thrown out by her, and he didn't dare to talk back, he muttered: "I don't allow you to go up every time, but the old master needs you..."
Feiyan didn't listen to it at all, just watched the man silently.
The girl with the golden ring said in a low voice: "Grandpa, the Great Witch God, still hasn't woken up..."
"He's missing the most important blind introduction." Feiyan said suddenly, his voice was flat, his infrequent voice was a little stagnant, and he couldn't tell whether it was a male voice or a female voice, "I have waited ten years for this introduction and prepared ten years. Years, still fall short.”
"That woman..." The golden ring girl tilted her head, "Didn't you say she was at sea?"
Feiyan remained silent, thinking how far the plague on the sea would spread now? Once that woman finds out about this situation, she will definitely leave the sea and come back immediately. She has been waiting for her for a long time. If Grandpa, the Great Witch God, hadn't been invited back and was besieged by Zhan Beiye, she would have gone to sea to attack her a long time ago.
The hateful Emperor Dahan actually met him in Changhan Mountain, what would he do there? Some things, I'm still not lucky enough...
Feiyan sighed, stroking the man in the green robe. Thirty years ago, the great witch god fought against the ancient Gun clan, and the Gun clan was wiped out. However, only she knows that he is not dead, his body is immortal, and his soul is not far away. Since she was a child, she has been calling every day, calling her to find the most sacred and powerful man in the clan, and to find the most sacred and powerful man in the clan. Some of the most top-level witchcrafts lost due to his death have since become unrivaled in the world, controlling Fufeng, and even the entire five continents, in the hands of the truly powerful Great Brightness.
In order to get him back, she sacrificed her life.
Ten years ago, at the price of losing her voice, she asked for an oracle on the day when the Evergreen Temple was opened—to find the woman born at that time, the demon girl who fell from the sky, the body of the blood sacrifice, and use her heart and blood as a guide to awaken the witch god .
She was kneeling in the vast and far-reaching hall. In the mist, someone threw down a birth date and a piece of nephrite jade, a rare apricot-yellow jade. In the depths of the hall, someone said lightly: "Who whose blood changes the color of this jade is the one you are looking for." people."
She knew that the witch god was in the Changhan Mountains, but she had never tried to retrieve the essence of the ancient tomb of the Gun clan, which could keep the witch god's body from decaying. Only by finding the blood sacrifice body could the witch god be invited back.
In order to find the body of the sacrifice of blood and be good at the world, all the people who come to ask must report the birth date of herself and her family, and have her blood tested on the ancient jade, but she has found nothing.
Until Emperor Dahan passed through Changhan two years ago, and the ancient tomb of the Gun clan was disturbed, she immediately sensed it, sent someone to sneak into the ancient tomb, and found that there was a little human flesh and blood left on the door of the secret room. Bringing back that bit of flesh and blood actually caused Gu Yu to change color slightly.
This made her ecstatic, but after all, the blood had been there for a long time, and the discoloration was not obvious. She was not sure if it was the person she was looking for, but since then she began to pay attention to Meng Fuyao. Among the people who wore it, only she was the age that best matched that birth date.
Her eyes are always covering her, watching her go all the way, watching her compete in the world, watching her upgrade step by step, watching her go all out, watching the group of top men in the world, chasing her and following her all the way.
Very well, if such a woman is really the one she is looking for, she will benefit a lot in the future.
For this reason, after Meng Fuyao accepted Xuanji's invitation, she also made an exception to go out of Fufeng. There was a heart-to-heart encounter in the restaurant. She got Meng Fuyao's blood and used the talisman to awaken her memory. Only by awakening her can it be possible to obtain her life experience. Find her birthday horoscope.
The date of birth was one day apart, but the blood really changed Gu Yu's color completely.
After ten years of searching, the dust settled.
What happened after that was just like that, attacking Fa Qiang, leading Yalan Zhu back, and then Meng Fuyao, weaving a dense net to catch the goal that had been waiting for ten years.
After exhausting all her efforts, she finally managed to trap that powerful woman, not wanting to let her escape for a moment of greed. She had to admit that Meng Fuyao was stronger than she imagined.
She got her heart and soul, but she failed to awaken the witch god as she wished. The position was off, and the loss was a thousand miles away.
The current situation is not good for her because of Dahan Dawan's intervention, but it doesn't matter, she still has one last chance...
Feiyan smiled charmingly, stood up, and asked the golden ring girl: "Da Ya, are you all ready?"
Daya, the girl with the golden ring, gave a "hmm", but asked with some doubts: "Are you sure that the thing he is carrying is related to her?"
"I spent a lot of time researching her experience and the relationship between the few of them." Feiyan smiled, "He is very concise, he doesn't like ornaments, and the most important thing in his life is her, who can keep him inseparable day and night The things she wears must be related to her."
She smiled leisurely: "She has a tooth with the wrong color, didn't you notice it? It seems to be fake?"
"Is there a fake tooth?" Daya's eyes widened.
"There are still people in this world who can make fake teeth, such as the Emperor Xuanyuan, who happened to be her friend." Feiyan looked coldly, "He should have known that she was the person I was looking for, but he never told her. I, fortunately, I helped him perform Xuanyuan's ancient thaumaturgy to change his face!"
Daya remained silent, thinking that you helped him, but at the same time, you also made damage at the critical moment of the spell, and that person's life's health was ruined by you.
But she didn't dare to say, otherwise there was no guarantee that she would be gently thrown under the tower like King Kong.
"I want to take a gamble." Feiyan looked at the camp under the tower as dark as a black tide, "I bet that the little kit tied around his waist contained the fallen tooth."
"I made a mistake last time." She turned around and looked affectionately at her ageless grandfather, "I think I used not only her body, but also her force and soul, as well as her relationship and identity, so that I The hegemony of the Tal tribe is going on more smoothly. People can’t be too greedy. If I knew that I would have taken her heart first or knocked out all her teeth, there would be no army to force this day, but it doesn’t matter now. , get this tooth first, she is also mine."
She smiled: "Emperor Dahan has never seen the contents of the kit, so he must have never imagined that someone knows what is in there and is still calculating."
Daya bowed and stepped back in admiration, "Chenshi is going to negotiate with Emperor Dahan, I'll go and make preparations."
She left with King Kong who was constantly cursing, and Feiyan stood silently with her hands behind her back, looking at the place where the sea meets the sky, for a long time she gently stroked her throat, and coughed unaccustomed.
This voice is fake, borrowed by supernatural powers and witchcraft, so it is sometimes male and sometimes female, and her own voice, which was as delicate as a yellow oriole and as beautiful as a falling pearl, has long been offered to the altar of the Evergreen Temple.
Because it was too ugly, she never spoke again.
Not smoke, not words.
She has lived in silence for twenty years, and she has seen too much of the world because of silence.
In the silence, she saw the thousands of miles of territory split apart silently, the sword of struggle for hegemony opened a deep and long gully in the hearts of the people on the vast land, the bright knife light illuminated the deep black sky, and shone on the clouds, and she was satisfied with looking down on everything smiling face.
She made this face, with a smile on her face, watching them chase after her madly, trying her best, setting her own traps and falling into the trap of fate all the time.
She was fishing at the mouth of the well, waiting for her, approaching.
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On May 30th of the tenth year of the Daguang calendar in Fufeng Taer, Emperor Dahan and Fufeng Saintess Feiyan met in a small mountain village 30 miles away from Ulun, the royal city of Taer.
For Zhan Beiye, he has never negotiated. What is there to talk about about military affairs? At that time, it would be better to fight with soldiers and horses, so he dismissed Feiyan's request for the first negotiation and directly refused.
Tal's envoy was not discouraged, and came again for the second time, and brought a message from Feiyan. Zhan Beiye's expression changed immediately after hearing it.
She said: "I heard that your majesty's close friend was in distress at sea. She was actually cursed by witchcraft. Doesn't your majesty want to explain to her?"
Zhan Beiye was silent for a long while, then sneered, and said, "Very well, I will be the Holy Maiden of God and Space who is famous all over the world, and I hope I can learn about the method of Fufeng witchcraft."
At this time, he was sitting on his knees in an ordinary private house in the mountain village that had already been opened up for the villagers, drinking tea in a rare way under the scorching sun of early summer, his dark eyebrows and eyelashes were reflected by the sunlight, shining brightly and scorchingly. forcing people.
At chen time, the sun rises at the beginning of the day, and three sips of tea are finished.
He put down the teacup, stood up, and said, "Don't wait, let's go, the battle will start tomorrow."
He doesn't wait for any woman in the world except Meng Fuyao.
But someone knocked lightly on the door.
Zhan Beiye raised his head, his eyes flashed sharply, this woman walked so softly, he didn't even hear how she got here, was it martial arts or witchcraft
When the door opened, a charming woman in azure blue and crimson dress came in in the wind. It was not stunning, but her eyebrows were trimmed, and her lines were soft and greasy, like porcelain against the golden light, with a warm and soft beauty.
Behind her was the golden ring girl, who didn't bring King Kong, and the "Master" King Kong would definitely wrench his head if he met Zhan Beiye.
Zhan Beiye sat proudly, with his hands on his knees, motionless. Seeing that Feiyan only brought a maid over, he was very courageous, and his eyes were slightly calmer.
He still has a black robe with red borders, a scarlet belt around his waist, and no accessories, except for a small crimson brocade inlaid with gold thread, which is so small that people can't be ignored, and people doubt whether it can be inserted into it. a finger.
Feiyan didn't even look at the kit, just smiled at Zhan Beiye, and sat down elegantly.
Zhan Beiye cut to the chase: "How to understand?"
Feiyan made a few gestures, and Daya replied, "Your Majesty, withdraw the troops."
Zhan Beiye raised his thick eyebrows, and glanced at the woman in amazement. In the whole world, under his aggressive aura, there was one more woman who was relentless in tit-for-tat.
"You are tired of living, and so is your whole Tal family." Zhan Beiye smiled with teeth shining, sharp as a shark, "Is there such a bargain as you?"
"In Your Majesty's heart, Meng Fuyao is more important than anything else." Daya faithfully conveyed Feiyan's meaning.
"That doesn't mean that I will be controlled by others." Zhan Beiye turned the teacup in his hand, "Have you ever asked, when have I been threatened?"
Non-smoking smile.
"It might as well start now."
Anger flashed in Zhan Beiye's eyes, and he put down the teacup heavily. The tea splashed all over, but it didn't splash on his hands, and all flew in front of Feiyan. Frozen in front of her, she stretched out her fingers and slowly drew in the air. In an instant, the picture unfolded in the water curtain!
There was a gray mist, and there was no scene to be seen. There was a pool of blood on the ground, and one person was struggling and panting in the pool of blood.
Zhan Beiye was shocked.
That's Fuyao!
In the gray mist, the man covered his heart, slowly raised his head, his blank eyes seemed to be listening to something, and then he seemed to be hit by something, and his body curled up heavily.
Zhan Beiye shook his hand holding the teacup.
The person curled up tighter and tighter, and suddenly bounced away again, as if she had suffered some great pain, and suddenly began to roll on the ground, she rolled and struggled crazily, got up and fell again and again, making contact with the huge tide of the illusory spirit With the resistance, the wound split open in the violent rolling, and the blood sprayed into a blood mist, and then was pressed down heavily by her own body, and shocking blood stains rolled down the ground, but she still didn't seem to notice it. The desperate oppression tossed himself, dying in the sharp pain in the void.
soaring.
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"boom-"
Zhan Beiye crushed the teacup in his hand, the sharp porcelain pierced his skin, and blood ran down, but he didn't notice it.
Soaring!
That is the soaring of Rakshasa Moon Night!
No one knew what happened to her that night. The news they received only said that she was fine. Yun Hen was afraid that they were worried and did not tell the truth. Zhan Beiye knew that Fuyao must have suffered, but he did not expect to see such a scene of tragic struggle !
No one understands Fuyao's ability to resist blows better than him, he won't even frown when he hurts her easily, and making her crazy like that, what kind of intense pain will it be that ordinary people can't endure
In an instant, the psychological shock was too great, and Zhan Beiye's heart thumped. The beating was abnormal and violent. A glance at the past.
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Meng Fuyao rode his horse and galloped.
Just outside the city, she heard the news that Feiyan had made an appointment with Zhan Beiye for peace talks. She didn't think that this woman would seriously go to the peace talks. There was probably something wrong with her. No matter what, Zhan Beiye couldn't be alone with her!
She swung her whip like lightning, whipped the horse fast, and went straight to the small mountain village at the junction of the two armies.
Just ten miles away from the mountain village, he first entered the guard phalanx where the Thar army followed Feiyan. The blue leather armor was neatly arranged far away, and the knives and guns were shining like an ocean of iron armor.
Without batting an eyelash, Meng Fuyao went straight to the end of the ocean current.
When those people saw a horse rolling towards them, they were so fierce that they hurried up to stop it.
"Stop! Forbidden place!"
Without further ado, Meng Fuyao whipped the whip, and the tip of the whip skillfully bloomed countless whip flowers in mid-air, each flower covered a soldier, and a pile fell on the ground in an instant.
The soldiers were frightened and wanted to catch up. She had already rumbled past, and the smoke and dust raised her figure.
"Who! Stop him, stop him—"
There was a commotion in front of and behind him, Meng Fuyao, who just wanted to save time, rushed straight to Feiyan's three thousand guards outside the mountain village, like a sharp black awl, unceremoniously cutting through the blue leather armored Holy Palace Guardian phalanx.
Someone rushed over in full armor, and changed formation from a long distance, the front formation then the back formation, the back formation changed to the front formation, when the spears were crossed, the cold light flickered!
"Crack—"
Although "Slaying the Sky" is short, its radiance reaches Zhang Xu's radius. Meng Fuyao flicked his finger to clear the air and screamed, layers of cold light rippled like ocean waves, each layer became colder and brighter than each layer, and each layer collided with it. When they reached the first floor, they stacked the stumbling spears, flying with flesh and blood.
The clanging sound continued, and the flying spears covered them indiscriminately, hitting the heads of the densely packed crowd.
The guards backed away in panic, like the waves receding on the beach, with pale red blood foam.
Meng Fuyao rushed forward.
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The "painting" on the water curtain continues freely.
On the "painting", Meng Fuyao seemed to be shouting, the words were short and firm, and Zhan Beiye carefully identified the mouth shape... She was saying "No!"
What did she say no? His heart was shaking and he thought in a daze, what did she say at that time
His eyes couldn't leave that scene, knowing that watching it would be heart-wrenching pain, but he still had to watch it, it was Fuyao's experience, it was Fuyao's suffering! He even knew that it was an illusion, no illusion could create such a real Fuyao!
He saw Meng Fuyao rolling over while holding his head.
He saw Meng Fuyao raised his head intermittently while panting, the black and white in his eyes gradually turned red.
He saw Meng Fu rocking to the corner, and "Slaying Heaven" made a sudden attack.
He saw Meng Fuyao smashing through the wall in spite of everything, jumping up in the splash of blood, turning around in mid-air, his eyes were blood red under the fading moonlight, his expression frantic.
blindness! crazy!
Looking back at those blood-red eyes!
Zhan Beiye suddenly felt as if he had been hit hard by a giant hammer in his heart, and he lost his breath instantly!
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Meng Fuyao was rushing.
She will be out of square formation.
Ten men in black robes suddenly appeared in front of them. Judging by their attire, one could tell they were great wizards enshrined by the royal court.
Meng Fuyao hates wizards the most!
Without saying a word, she shouted loudly!
That splitting of the sky was better than the roar of a Buddhist lion, and it fell like a thunderbolt from the nine heavens. The great wizards who were proficient in witchcraft and martial arts but far inferior to her trembled, the spells in their hands and the spells in their mouths froze.
For a moment, they felt a strong black wind in front of them, as if someone's steel-like clothes were passing by, slapping their cheeks with pain, and it was fleeting, and then a long river of silent snow-like light hung upside down, and suddenly to the top of their heads.
Faintly heard the man in black shout: "Yunhen, please!"
They suddenly looked back, only to see the loud shouting master, the people they wanted to besiege and intercept had already passed over their heads, and in front of them was a cold young man in Tsing Yi with twinkling eyes.
The young man's eyes were twinkling with sparks, but his swordsmanship was more radiant than those eyes, and he killed silently.
Blood splashed, Meng Fuyao leaped!
There will be a phalanx.
Suddenly, a group of people came over with several sacks on their shoulders, and quickly fell to the ground with a clatter.
Ants, insects, snakes, centipedes and scorpions, golden silkworms and loaches... all the Gu insects in the world, Gu that ordinary people can think of or can't think of, all fell on the road that Meng Fuyao must pass.
A mist of various colors of yellow, blue, purple, and green was immediately dispersed on the flat ground, intertwined into a poisonous and colorful net, and enveloped Meng Fuyao.
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Under the bright moon and bright sun, in front of Zhan Beiye, Meng Fuyao looked back, his eyes were blood red strangely, and his expression was crazy and confused. In the infinitely expanding crimson, there was a bloody abyss full of chaotic shadows swirling.
Those eyes suddenly turned around in that seemingly real, vivid and intuitive painting, as if Meng Fuyao was facing him, looking straight at himself with those eyes that fell into hell.
Anyone who looked at it knew that this person was crazy.
Anyone who meets this painful gaze in person will be driven mad.
Zhan Beiye almost went crazy in an instant.
He never thought that Raksha Moon Ye Fuyao would suffer this!
And seeing what happened to her with his own eyes, no matter how hard-hearted he is, he can't help it. How could he not be peaceful? He had already been hurt by her pain to the bone marrow, and he had already been overwhelmed by the turbulent waves of distress.
When the huge waves hit his head, his mind was dizzy and his vision went dark.
It is between the darkness in front of my eyes.
Feiyan flicked his finger.
Her nails, which had been curled up all the time, bounced off, and they were several inches long, with sharp tips, like sharp knives.
The sharp nails brushed gently across Zhan Beiye's waist.
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Not far from the hut in the mountain village, there were messy and twisted Gu insects crawling all over the ground, the mist was steaming, and there was a colorful poisonous mist everywhere.
This poisonous mist didn't intend to poison Meng Fuyao, it just wanted to keep her in the formation, if it stays for a moment, it will change more than just a few lives? More than just today's fighter? More than just the ending of the three clans of Fufeng? It may even be the general trend of the world, the future of Wuzhou!
All in one! Move the world with one move!
Meng Fuyao stopped his horse.
Just stop for a moment.
Immediately she shouted: "Nine Tails!"
A group of golden balls rolled out in response.
"All the Gu in the world is your subject!" Meng Fu shook his halberd, "It can't be destroyed, just hit the tofu by yourself!"
Nine Tails smiled, jumped onto Meng Fuyao's horse, bent down, and made a gesture of "Go ahead."
Meng Fuyao immediately let go of his hooves and charged straight ahead, regardless of whether it was a snake or a scorpion in front of him, or whether the colorful mist was as thick as a thick blanket.
Nine tails stood firmly on the horse's head facing the fog, imitating Lord Yuan Bao's Titanic posture, flying Nine tails intoxicated, when he was approaching the Gu belt, he suddenly turned around and farted.
The aroma is overflowing.
The colorful fog broke.
With a swish sound, the ground was full of snakes and insects rolling back like a tide.
There is no obstacle ahead.
Across the Dahan army not far away, the wooden house used for negotiations can already be seen.
Taking advantage of Meng Fuyao's pause just now, some brave soldiers rushed up and tried to stop her. Their spears swept across her horse's hooves. Meng Fuyao sneered, stretched out his hand to grab a spear, flew up, and picked the person who grabbed the spear. In mid-air, he rushed straight towards the room.
She roared, spearing Tal soldiers flying across the sky, the Da Han army on the opposite side saw her rushing forward like a bamboo, and rushed through the Tal soldiers like iron barrels. She was as brave and fierce as my emperor, and her blood was already boiling Heart itching, if it wasn't for the military order not to dare to move around, he would have rushed over to accompany the group to fight, even if he looked at Meng Fuyao like this, he would have seen a god, she flew over, the army was like waves in the sea, and they all let go open the way.
Someone looked up to see her black shadow flying over her head like a black cloud, and couldn't help shouting, "Who is here?"
Meng Fuyao shouted, "Meng Fuyao!"
There was a roar of shock from all the troops—their Da Han Meng Wang!
The only prince among the founding heroes of Dahan, who was named Jiuxiao among the top ten, accompanied His Majesty to venture into Changhan bravely, and helped His Majesty overthrow the Tiansha Dynasty. !
Her story has already become an epic legend that has been eulogized forever by the soldiers and civilians of Dahan. spirit and meaning.
In the early summer, the sun was like molten gold, illuminating the girl dressed in black as a god. She shot the enemy from the head of thousands of troops, and the corners of her clothes flew over like steel, hunting in the wind to write down the glorious legend of a peerless woman.
Everyone held their breath and looked up, watching the flying phoenix dancing in the sky, and the shot was amazing, and it shot straight at the target!
"boom!"
Meng Fuyao bumped into the wall of the house against the soldier, and the wall collapsed under the tremendous force, and Meng Fuyao rushed in amidst the gray smoke, shouting: "It's not smoke!"
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Zhan Beiye suddenly looked back at the moment the wall collapsed.
The moment the wall collapsed, Feiyan's nails were retracted.
The moment the wall collapsed, Meng Fuyao rushed in like lightning, saw Zhan Beiye sitting far away opposite Feiyan and everything was going on as usual, he breathed a sigh of relief, and slapped him without saying a word.
Feiyan floated up like a piece of paper, and said with a smile: "The two countries are at war, so you can use them without killing them."
Hearing her words, Zhan Beiye raised his eyebrows angrily, but immediately turned his head to look at Meng Fuyao.
He looked at Meng Fuyao carefully, at her slimmer figure, at her apparently improved martial arts, and focused on her slightly red eyes.
Looking at the light red, his eyes darkened layer by layer, like the sea before a storm, the haze is surging, and chaos is about to break out.
Meng Fuyao only stared at Feiyan with pale red eyes.
She looked Feiyan up and down, suddenly smiled, and said, "Holy Maiden of God? Sure enough, God of madness, God of emptiness."
Feiyan was not angry, looked at her with a charming smile, and said, "Meng Fuyao, with your pink eye disease, nothing can look normal."
"I don't want to argue with you." Meng Fuyao sat down confidently, no longer in a hurry to fight, and crossed Erlang's legs and said, "I've basically figured out the ins and outs of this matter today, and now I'm with you Please ask me—Your Excellency, would you take the time to listen?"
Feiyan smiled and nodded.
"From the very beginning, your real target was me." Meng Fuyao said, "You started attacking the Faqiang royal family for the sole purpose of attracting Ya Lan Zhu back, and then Ya Lan Zhu attracted me. You have spent a lot of time getting to know me and the people around me, and I know the entanglement between us, and I know that I will never stay out of Yalanzhu's affairs, so you used Zhuzhu to attract me, right?"
Feiyan smiled: "For a person like you, physical torture is useless. I wanted to kill you at first, but later I thought it would be better to subdue you. If you want to subdue you, it is possible to start with your most important trust and affection. Prying your defenses, what is more suitable to use against you than the eldest grandson Wuji and Yalanzhu? One represents your feelings, and the other represents your friendship. Therefore, Raksha Moon Night, the eldest grandson condensed with witchcraft It's the phantom of Yalanzhu that Wuji attacked, that's why you chase after it."
Meng Fuyao stared at her, and changed the subject again: "Now I finally understand why I thought the process of eradicating Faqiang Prime Minister Kang Chuo was so easy and strange - Kang Chuu is actually your abandoned son, you hold his soul lamp, But he only controlled him not to reveal the secrets involving her. The rest of killing the queen and usurping the power was allowed to be leaked by Kang Chuan. If you lure the enemy to go deeper, you will unite with the Shaodang that you have already taken secretly, and you will defeat Fa Qiang in one fell swoop."
Feiyan smiled and said nothing, and said for a while: "It's a pity for Kang Chuan, you guys, you are too cruel."
"It's sad that Kang Chuan is your subordinate." Meng Fuyao sneered, "And you must have remodeled the Faqiang Palace during the days when Kang Chuan was in control of the palace, leaving a Raksha Moon Night invisibly. The opportunity to practice Dafa, our group, although martial arts are good, but they are not good at witchcraft, all those who are good at witchcraft were taken away by you, and Ya Lanzhu was left behind, so they are naturally passive everywhere."
Feiyan smiled and said nothing, acquiescing.
Meng Fuyao looked at her with a charming smile, thinking that when he met her for the first time, he still felt that she was modest and sincere, and had a good impression of her. He was really mistaken. This woman has a far-reaching two-line conspiracy. Qianli is patient and resourceful. While seducing Fa Qiang, he never forgets to kill her. He is skilled in witchcraft and mentality at the same time. He forcibly cured her who was extremely strong and surrounded by strong people until she almost lost her life. Indeed, she was the strongest woman she had ever met since traveling across the five continents.
If it wasn't for that time when she was greedy and wanted to subdue her, but underestimated her willpower, she, Meng Fuyao, would have really lost.
Compared to her, Pei Yuan only has fragile pride, compared to her, Empress Xuanji has only wanton hostility, and compared to her, Feng Jingfan, who is the most scheming, is nothing more than a clever person who is good at disguising.
However, she seems to have the ambition of merging the three clans, but Meng Fuyao hasn't figured out why she wants to do something to herself and what she wants to get from herself after merging the three clans.
But there is no need to figure it out, killing her is all right.
Meng Fuyao smiled, stretched her waist, and said: "Oh, it's so tiring to talk so much, if it wasn't for my pets to plant something around you, I would have to endure nausea and talk to you for so long ? God knows how ugly your voice is."
"If it wasn't for doing something, I wouldn't want to talk to you for so long." Feiyan said indifferently, "Compared to my voice being neither male nor female, you are disgusting if you live a life of neither male nor female all day long. "
Meng Fuyao turned her head to look at her, and sneered, "What can you do? In terms of witchcraft, today is not a Rakshasa moonlit night, you can't touch me anymore, in terms of martial arts - you are far behind."
Feiyan just smiled and slowly stretched out her hand.
In her palm, a tooth rolled like a pearl.
As for her right hand, at some point, a blue flame burst out.
Meng Fuyao was startled, his expression changed greatly, he turned his head to look at Zhan Beiye, Zhan Beiye was startled, and immediately looked at his waist, but the little bag was gone.
"You're still a step late." Feiyan smiled charmingly, "I already have what I want, and I just wanted to refine my real fire."
"I use the purest witch god's fire to serve your teeth." Feiyan smiled, "This is the top holy fire that I have prepared for you for ten years. Yu Xin's teeth are more effective than fleshy nails and hair, a real murderous weapon."
The flame in her hand was condensed and never extinguished, the inner core was blue, and gradually the outer circle was smeared with a strange red layer, the red surface was covered with a layer of yellow, and the yellow surface turned into a layer of purple... The layers are distinct, strange and coquettish.
Zhan Beiye roared and rushed over.
But it was too late.