The girl's clothes looked very special, navy blue, and the waist was well-fitted. Ordinary women's long skirts are loose and elegant, but her clothes are somewhat heroic. On her feet, she wore a pair of navy blue boots that reached her calf, clearly outlining the slender and rounded arc of her calf.
An Zheng looked at Changsun Qingchou.
"Machine-like people."
The four people lowered their heads: "Yes!"
This is a secret, a woman who was made a marquis by Holy Emperor Dashi but whose identity will not be made public. She waved her hand: "If four people can't take it down, go back and receive the punishment yourself."
Yuwen Wuming stretched out his hand and pressed Yuwen Wuchen's abdomen: "In my place, she is my sister, but she is not yours."
"Machine-like people."
An Zheng sighed: "Pig teammates."
An Zheng suddenly laughed: "You are really... damn unjust. Even if they don't hurt you, you still don't know how to fight."
Her hair was casually tied into a ponytail at the back of her head. The whole person looked full of youthfulness and at the same time had a calm and capable feeling. She walked unhurriedly, but her speed was staggering. Behind her, the huge two-story prison was floating in mid-air.
Changsun Qingchou smiled bitterly: "I am about to die, and you are still laughing at me."
"How long can she hold on?"
It was obviously like a sarcasm, but it was so respectful.
"Because they are worried that I will take action to stop them, when the Revenge Team does things, they only consider the most beneficial thing, regardless of anyone's identity. They are not sure whether I will take action against them because of you, so they simply take action to hurt them first. If you lose me, you will lose a powerful helper. Of course, it is only a theoretically powerful helper."
Four men wearing navy blue robes came from a distance and bowed at the same time: "Miss."
Changsun Qingchou leaned there with a bad expression on his face: "That's why the Holy Emperor asked me to lead them to hunt you down. First, if I take action, it means that the Changsun family has come forward, and the matter has eased. Secondly, I took action. Second, it is to give the Yuwen family a chance to atone for their sins, otherwise the Yuwen family will not be able to bear the anger of the Changsun family. However, now, it seems that it is too late. The Holy Emperor underestimated the determination of the Changsun family, and he will regret the departure of the Holy Queen. He didn’t try his best to stop it when he was in Beijing.”
An Zheng stood up, carried the injured people out one by one, and then looked around: "The Changsun family does not seek the world, but seeks long-term peace. That's why the place where the descendants are located was renamed Chang'an. No. If you want to conquer the world, you will definitely build many shelters for your family. This place should still be in Yandang Mountain, but not on the side near Hangu Pass."
"I still don't understand something."
An Zheng looked back and realized that he actually knew that person... it was Shang Qingyang, the woman standing next to Temple General Qi Xiao in Hangu Pass. An Zheng was a little confused as to why Shang Qingyang was in the refuge of Changsun's family.
An Zheng turned around: "Shut up, didn't you see that I was extracting a confession?"
Shang Qingyang snorted coldly: "Shut up, you, a dying person, have no right to comment on others."
At this moment, An Zheng felt he stopped. He took a deep breath, and then spit it out: "When you open it later, no one knows what you will face. I will try my best to protect you, but the prerequisite is that I don't die. If you feel that I am going to die, then I will You have to run for your life.”
The woman frowned slightly: "I told you, tell me to destroy Shenghou."
Changsun Qingchou glanced at An Zheng, and then also laughed: "When you say this, it does seem unfair... But the people in the revenge team don't care about this. What they want to do is not the most accurate judgment, but the most beneficial one. judge."
After a buzzing sound, the prison opened on both sides like a banana peel. The woman in a navy blue gown stood there with a calm face, her right hand stretched out, her middle finger and index finger together, and she moved left and right, then the prison was completely opened.
An Zheng could hear a sense of resentment in this tone. An Zheng didn't know whether the resentment was towards him, the descendants, or the Holy Emperor Chen Wunuo. Yuwen Wuming was a rough man, with the roughness unique to men from the northwest. He doesn't even care about women, thinking that women are just a pastime for men. However, this does not mean that he does not care about his biological sister.
"Because they are worried that I will take action to stop them, when the Revenge Team does things, they only consider the most beneficial thing, regardless of anyone's identity. They are not sure whether I will take action against them because of you, so they simply take action to hurt them first. If you lose me, you will lose a powerful helper. Of course, it is only a theoretically powerful helper."
Since ancient times, how can a woman be granted the title of marquis
The girl's clothes looked very special, navy blue, and the waist was well-fitted. Ordinary women's long skirts are loose and elegant, but her clothes are somewhat heroic. On her feet, she wore a pair of navy blue boots that reached her calf, clearly outlining the slender and rounded arc of her calf.
An Zheng suddenly laughed: "You are really... damn unjust. Even if they don't hurt you, you still don't know how to fight."
Yuwen Wuming snorted: "Can you do it?"
But she is.
"How long can she hold on?"
Since the founding of the country by Da Xi, all the empresses have been named Changsun. This is the first time the Holy Queen has returned home since the founding of the country by Da Xi. Because An Zheng had already reached a very high status, he had access to some secrets that others could not. For example... the Queen's return home means that there is a gap between the Changsun family and the Chen family. From the moment the Holy Queen returns home, the Changsun family will no longer be silent. They will no longer be appendages of the Chen family and will use the family's own methods to do things.
The woman frowned slightly: "I told you, tell me to destroy Shenghou."
This is a secret, a woman who was made a marquis by Holy Emperor Dashi but whose identity will not be made public. She waved her hand: "If four people can't take it down, go back and receive the punishment yourself."
An Zheng shook his head: "You can't."
Changsun Qingchou gestured with his hand: "It's like a kind of lifeless people who only have orders. They are the best young people in the family, and the Changsun family is a family favored by God. Their talents are very unique. They are also very domineering. In other big families, the best young people will show up and become future leaders. But in the eldest son's family, the best young people will be isolated and trained to become the guardians of the family from generation to generation. "
"The Holy Queen has returned home."
The four people lowered their heads: "Yes!"
Yuwen Wuming stretched out his hand and pressed Yuwen Wuchen's abdomen: "In my place, she is my sister, but she is not yours."
"You can't die. Those people deliberately missed it by half an inch when they attacked. Otherwise, you could still speak so well. Speaking of which, you are really interesting. With your cultivation level, you can crush those people outside. Plus Even if you can't get up, even the grandson Miesheng is not at a higher level than you... Why can't you fight?"
An Zheng understood, he was one of the few people who could understand.
Changsun Qingchou smiled bitterly: "I am about to die, and you are still laughing at me."
There is a layer of reinforced soil inside this prison, but this soil can only be cut by a broken sword. When it comes to the pure metal layer outside, I don't know what kind of essence is extracted from the messy metal. It is as hard as a purple magic weapon.
Changsun Qingchou suddenly said something like this, which was a bit incoherent.
Although he spoke easily, the worry in his eyes could still be seen when he glanced at the dying Yuwen Wuchen. Among the three injured people, only Yuwen Wuming looked better. Although his arm was broken, his face had recovered a lot after sealing his bloodline and taking the golden elixir. The elixirs Changsun Qingchou carried were no worse than An Zheng's. After all, he was the Holy Queen's younger brother.
Changsun Qingchou leaned against the wall of the prison and said: "I practice because I like everything in this world. Music, chess, calligraphy and painting, beauties like jade. This kind of life is full of fun for me, and I like anything I can learn. Whatever I like, I want to learn the best, but I don’t like to practice. I practice just because I want to live longer and enjoy the things I like longer.”
"No matter how fast you are, this is not Chang'an City."
She seemed to be on guard that An Zheng would suddenly rush out, but when she opened it, she saw An Zheng sitting there with an indifferent expression, as if he wasn't worried about her at all. She frowned slightly, seeming a little surprised.
There is a layer of reinforced soil inside this prison, but this soil can only be cut by a broken sword. When it comes to the pure metal layer outside, I don't know what kind of essence is extracted from the messy metal. It is as hard as a purple magic weapon.
"Who is this? Such a stinker."
Shang Qingyang flipped his wrist and pulled out a shining dagger. The dagger was pressed against An Zheng's throat: "Are you Fang Zheng?! You are right. The Changsun family does not seek for the world, but for Chang'an. Here. You can't get out, there are at least two people besides her who can kill you!"
When An Zheng was saying something, Yuwen Wuming suddenly realized that An Zheng's hand had been pressing Yuwen Wuchen's lower abdomen. There was a faint cyan brilliance in An Zheng's hand. That was An Zheng using his own cultivation power to maintain Yuwen Wuchen's life!
An Zheng turned around: "Shut up, didn't you see that I was extracting a confession?"
"Are you biological?"
Yuwen Wuming looked at Changsun Qingchou: "Why did they even attack you?"
An Zheng seemed very relaxed sitting inside, and didn't seem to be worried about his situation at all. He was asking the eldest son, Sun Qingchou, a big shot in Jinling City who could call the shots regardless of the politics or the court. However, at this time, he and An Zheng were all prisoners.
An Zheng: "It's really a headache for big families like you."
An Zheng looked at Changsun Qingchou.
"It's not unpleasant for a girl to have such a name."
Yuwen Wuming stretched out his hand and pressed Yuwen Wuchen's abdomen: "In my place, she is my sister, but she is not yours."
An Zheng looked back and realized that he actually knew that person... it was Shang Qingyang, the woman standing next to Temple General Qi Xiao in Hangu Pass. An Zheng was a little confused as to why Shang Qingyang was in the refuge of Changsun's family.
"The eldest grandson is defeated."
He suddenly raised his head and looked at An Zheng and asked.
"The eldest grandson is defeated."
This is a secret, a woman who was made a marquis by Holy Emperor Dashi but whose identity will not be made public. She waved her hand: "If four people can't take it down, go back and receive the punishment yourself."
He looked at the girl wearing a navy blue gown: "She's pretty much the same."
But she is.
An Zheng shrugged: "So, I watched her die?"
When the first generation of the Holy Queen left the family, the old man from the eldest grandson's family said... You are not an ordinary married woman, but a Holy Queen who will be the mother of the world. Everything you do must be based on the Holy Emperor. What you have to do is to make the Holy Emperor look even more majestic. The eldest son's family will not be involved in court disputes, nor will they be involved in Jianghu grudges. You just have to be your holy queen, like the most beautiful vase... But the Changsun family will never sit back and ignore the grievances suffered by their family members. When you feel that you can no longer bear the pressure of the Holy Queen, come home. From the moment you come home, we are no longer the Queen.
"It's not unpleasant for a girl to have such a name."
Changsun Qingchou suddenly said something like this, which was a bit incoherent.
Shang Qingyang snorted coldly: "Shut up, you, a dying person, have no right to comment on others."
It was obviously like a sarcasm, but it was so respectful.
Yuwen Wuming looked at Changsun Qingchou: "Why did they even attack you?"
"How long can she hold on?"
Changsun Qingchou suddenly said something like this, which was a bit incoherent.
An Zheng checked the three injured people, and couldn't help but shake his head and sigh: "Two are rising stars of the Yuwen family, and a big shot of the eldest grandson of the family has been tortured like this."
Although he spoke easily, the worry in his eyes could still be seen when he glanced at the dying Yuwen Wuchen. Among the three injured people, only Yuwen Wuming looked better. Although his arm was broken, his face had recovered a lot after sealing his bloodline and taking the golden elixir. The elixirs Changsun Qingchou carried were no worse than An Zheng's. After all, he was the Holy Queen's younger brother.
Shang Qingyang snorted coldly: "Shut up, you, a dying person, have no right to comment on others."
Yuwen Wuming was stunned: "If you do this, your cultivation power will soon be exhausted. When they release you, you won't even have the strength to fight."
"Why should I know how to fight?"
"No matter how fast you are, this is not Chang'an City."
"I see."
These words were a bit cold and ruthless, and of course An Zheng would not refuse. He took it back and sat cross-legged to regulate his breathing. He looked really calm and didn't seem to be worried at all about what he was going to face.
Although he spoke easily, the worry in his eyes could still be seen when he glanced at the dying Yuwen Wuchen. Among the three injured people, only Yuwen Wuming looked better. Although his arm was broken, his face had recovered a lot after sealing his bloodline and taking the golden elixir. The elixirs Changsun Qingchou carried were no worse than An Zheng's. After all, he was the Holy Queen's younger brother.
Four men wearing navy blue robes came from a distance and bowed at the same time: "Miss."
Although he spoke easily, the worry in his eyes could still be seen when he glanced at the dying Yuwen Wuchen. Among the three injured people, only Yuwen Wuming looked better. Although his arm was broken, his face had recovered a lot after sealing his bloodline and taking the golden elixir. The elixirs Changsun Qingchou carried were no worse than An Zheng's. After all, he was the Holy Queen's younger brother.
"Who are those people?"
Yuwen Wuming stretched out his hand and pressed Yuwen Wuchen's abdomen: "In my place, she is my sister, but she is not yours."
"You can't die. Those people deliberately missed it by half an inch when they attacked. Otherwise, you could still speak so well. Speaking of which, you are really interesting. With your cultivation level, you can crush those people outside. Plus Even if you can't get up, even the grandson Miesheng is not at a higher level than you... Why can't you fight?"
But she is.
"Are you biological?"
An Zheng curled his lips and said, "It's better not to talk such nonsense. What you said made me hesitate. Should I save her?"
"Because they are worried that I will take action to stop them, when the Revenge Team does things, they only consider the most beneficial thing, regardless of anyone's identity. They are not sure whether I will take action against them because of you, so they simply take action to hurt them first. If you lose me, you will lose a powerful helper. Of course, it is only a theoretically powerful helper."
Yuwen Wuming stretched out his hand and pressed Yuwen Wuchen's abdomen: "In my place, she is my sister, but she is not yours."
Four men wearing navy blue robes came from a distance and bowed at the same time: "Miss."
Her hair was casually tied into a ponytail at the back of her head. The whole person looked full of youthfulness and at the same time had a calm and capable feeling. She walked unhurriedly, but her speed was staggering. Behind her, the huge two-story prison was floating in mid-air.
There is a layer of reinforced soil inside this prison, but this soil can only be cut by a broken sword. When it comes to the pure metal layer outside, I don't know what kind of essence is extracted from the messy metal. It is as hard as a purple magic weapon.
"The eldest grandson is defeated."
"You can't die. Those people deliberately missed it by half an inch when they attacked. Otherwise, you could still speak so well. Speaking of which, you are really interesting. With your cultivation level, you can crush those people outside. Plus Even if you can't get up, even the grandson Miesheng is not at a higher level than you... Why can't you fight?"
An Zheng looked at Changsun Qingchou.
An Zheng looked at Changsun Qingchou.
"How long can she hold on?"
Changsun Qingchou smiled bitterly: "I am about to die, and you are still laughing at me."
An Zheng shrugged: "So, I watched her die?"
An Zheng suddenly laughed: "You are really... damn unjust. Even if they don't hurt you, you still don't know how to fight."
"You can't die. Those people deliberately missed it by half an inch when they attacked. Otherwise, you could still speak so well. Speaking of which, you are really interesting. With your cultivation level, you can crush those people outside. Plus Even if you can't get up, even the grandson Miesheng is not at a higher level than you... Why can't you fight?"
An Zheng shook his head: "You can't."
"Who are those people?"
"The Holy Queen has returned home."
"you!"
"Why should I know how to fight?"
Changsun Qingchou leaned against the wall of the prison and said: "I practice because I like everything in this world. Music, chess, calligraphy and painting, beauties like jade. This kind of life is full of fun for me, and I like anything I can learn. Whatever I like, I want to learn the best, but I don’t like to practice. I practice just because I want to live longer and enjoy the things I like longer.”
This is a secret, a woman who was made a marquis by Holy Emperor Dashi but whose identity will not be made public. She waved her hand: "If four people can't take it down, go back and receive the punishment yourself."
Her hair was casually tied into a ponytail at the back of her head. The whole person looked full of youthfulness and at the same time had a calm and capable feeling. She walked unhurriedly, but her speed was staggering. Behind her, the huge two-story prison was floating in mid-air.
Changsun Qingchou asked back.
An Zheng suddenly laughed: "You are really... damn unjust. Even if they don't hurt you, you still don't know how to fight."
Since ancient times, how can a woman be granted the title of marquis
Changsun Qingchou looked at An Zheng like a monster: "She had made up her mind to kill you before. Even if she didn't kill you, you can't be considered friends. You say I'm weird, but I think you are even weirder. . To actually expend your cultivation strength for her, aren’t you afraid of being killed immediately after you go out? Even if you keep her alive, you and she, and maybe me, will all die.”
An Zheng was stunned for a moment, and then said: "That's right, why are we fighting?"
"How long can she hold on?"
Yuwen Wuming snorted: "Can you do it?"
Changsun Qingchou leaned against the wall of the prison and said: "I practice because I like everything in this world. Music, chess, calligraphy and painting, beauties like jade. This kind of life is full of fun for me, and I like anything I can learn. Whatever I like, I want to learn the best, but I don’t like to practice. I practice just because I want to live longer and enjoy the things I like longer.”
Changsun Qingchou glanced at An Zheng, and then also laughed: "When you say this, it does seem unfair... But the people in the revenge team don't care about this. What they want to do is not the most accurate judgment, but the most beneficial one. judge."
An Zheng turned around: "Shut up, didn't you see that I was extracting a confession?"
Yuwen Wuming remained silent, just looking down at Yuwen Wuchen.
Yuwen Wuming snorted: "Can you do it?"
Shang Qingyang snorted coldly: "Shut up, you, a dying person, have no right to comment on others."
Yuwen Wuming remained silent, just looking down at Yuwen Wuchen.
"Because they are worried that I will take action to stop them, when the Revenge Team does things, they only consider the most beneficial thing, regardless of anyone's identity. They are not sure whether I will take action against them because of you, so they simply take action to hurt them first. If you lose me, you will lose a powerful helper. Of course, it is only a theoretically powerful helper."
An Zheng sighed: "Pig teammates."
"How long can she hold on?"
"If you didn't interrupt, this idiot would have said more."
When the first generation of the Holy Queen left the family, the old man from the eldest grandson's family said... You are not an ordinary married woman, but a Holy Queen who will be the mother of the world. Everything you do must be based on the Holy Emperor. What you have to do is to make the Holy Emperor look even more majestic. The eldest son's family will not be involved in court disputes, nor will they be involved in Jianghu grudges. You just have to be your holy queen, like the most beautiful vase... But the Changsun family will never sit back and ignore the grievances suffered by their family members. When you feel that you can no longer bear the pressure of the Holy Queen, come home. From the moment you come home, we are no longer the Queen.
He suddenly raised his head and looked at An Zheng and asked.
An Zheng sighed: "Pig teammates."
The four people lowered their heads: "Yes!"
"Who is this? Such a stinker."
These words were a bit cold and ruthless, and of course An Zheng would not refuse. He took it back and sat cross-legged to regulate his breathing. He looked really calm and didn't seem to be worried at all about what he was going to face.
An Zheng: "It's really a headache for big families like you."
Changsun Qingchou glanced at An Zheng, and then also laughed: "When you say this, it does seem unfair... But the people in the revenge team don't care about this. What they want to do is not the most accurate judgment, but the most beneficial one. judge."
At this moment, An Zheng felt he stopped. He took a deep breath, and then spit it out: "When you open it later, no one knows what you will face. I will try my best to protect you, but the prerequisite is that I don't die. If you feel that I am going to die, then I will You have to run for your life.”
Shang Qingyang snorted coldly: "Shut up, you, a dying person, have no right to comment on others."
An Zheng could hear a sense of resentment in this tone. An Zheng didn't know whether the resentment was towards him, the descendants, or the Holy Emperor Chen Wunuo. Yuwen Wuming was a rough man, with the roughness unique to men from the northwest. He doesn't even care about women, thinking that women are just a pastime for men. However, this does not mean that he does not care about his biological sister.
Changsun Qingchou leaned there with a bad expression on his face: "That's why the Holy Emperor asked me to lead them to hunt you down. First, if I take action, it means that the Changsun family has come forward, and the matter has eased. Secondly, I took action. Second, it is to give the Yuwen family a chance to atone for their sins, otherwise the Yuwen family will not be able to bear the anger of the Changsun family. However, now, it seems that it is too late. The Holy Emperor underestimated the determination of the Changsun family, and he will regret the departure of the Holy Queen. He didn’t try his best to stop it when he was in Beijing.”
Yuwen Wuming remained silent, just looking down at Yuwen Wuchen.
An Zheng: "It's really a headache for big families like you."
"Machine-like people."
"I can still hold on for a while."
An Zheng curled his lips and said, "It's better not to talk such nonsense. What you said made me hesitate. Should I save her?"
Yuwen Wuming remained silent, just looking down at Yuwen Wuchen.
"I see."
An Zheng stood up, carried the injured people out one by one, and then looked around: "The Changsun family does not seek the world, but seeks long-term peace. That's why the place where the descendants are located was renamed Chang'an. No. If you want to conquer the world, you will definitely build many shelters for your family. This place should still be in Yandang Mountain, but not on the side near Hangu Pass."
An Zheng suddenly understood: "The Changsun family is really a good family that knows how to take advantage of its women..."
When the first generation of the Holy Queen left the family, the old man from the eldest grandson's family said... You are not an ordinary married woman, but a Holy Queen who will be the mother of the world. Everything you do must be based on the Holy Emperor. What you have to do is to make the Holy Emperor look even more majestic. The eldest son's family will not be involved in court disputes, nor will they be involved in Jianghu grudges. You just have to be your holy queen, like the most beautiful vase... But the Changsun family will never sit back and ignore the grievances suffered by their family members. When you feel that you can no longer bear the pressure of the Holy Queen, come home. From the moment you come home, we are no longer the Queen.
An Zheng shook his head: "You can't."
He looked at the girl wearing a navy blue gown: "She's pretty much the same."
When An Zheng was saying something, Yuwen Wuming suddenly realized that An Zheng's hand had been pressing Yuwen Wuchen's lower abdomen. There was a faint cyan brilliance in An Zheng's hand. That was An Zheng using his own cultivation power to maintain Yuwen Wuchen's life!
He looked at the girl wearing a navy blue gown: "She's pretty much the same."
An Zheng seemed very relaxed sitting inside, and didn't seem to be worried about his situation at all. He was asking the eldest son, Sun Qingchou, a big shot in Jinling City who could call the shots regardless of the politics or the court. However, at this time, he and An Zheng were all prisoners.
"you!"
Shang Qingyang snorted coldly: "Shut up, you, a dying person, have no right to comment on others."
Changsun Qingchou leaned there with a bad expression on his face: "That's why the Holy Emperor asked me to lead them to hunt you down. First, if I take action, it means that the Changsun family has come forward, and the matter has eased. Secondly, I took action. Second, it is to give the Yuwen family a chance to atone for their sins, otherwise the Yuwen family will not be able to bear the anger of the Changsun family. However, now, it seems that it is too late. The Holy Emperor underestimated the determination of the Changsun family, and he will regret the departure of the Holy Queen. He didn’t try his best to stop it when he was in Beijing.”
At this moment, An Zheng felt he stopped. He took a deep breath, and then spit it out: "When you open it later, no one knows what you will face. I will try my best to protect you, but the prerequisite is that I don't die. If you feel that I am going to die, then I will You have to run for your life.”
An Zheng curled his lips and said, "It's better not to talk such nonsense. What you said made me hesitate. Should I save her?"
Yuwen Wuming was stunned: "If you do this, your cultivation power will soon be exhausted. When they release you, you won't even have the strength to fight."
Yuwen Wuming was stunned: "If you do this, your cultivation power will soon be exhausted. When they release you, you won't even have the strength to fight."
The four people lowered their heads: "Yes!"
Changsun Qingchou leaned against the wall of the prison and said: "I practice because I like everything in this world. Music, chess, calligraphy and painting, beauties like jade. This kind of life is full of fun for me, and I like anything I can learn. Whatever I like, I want to learn the best, but I don’t like to practice. I practice just because I want to live longer and enjoy the things I like longer.”
An Zheng shrugged: "So, I watched her die?"
Yuwen Wuming snorted: "Can you do it?"
Changsun Qingchou leaned there with a bad expression on his face: "That's why the Holy Emperor asked me to lead them to hunt you down. First, if I take action, it means that the Changsun family has come forward, and the matter has eased. Secondly, I took action. Second, it is to give the Yuwen family a chance to atone for their sins, otherwise the Yuwen family will not be able to bear the anger of the Changsun family. However, now, it seems that it is too late. The Holy Emperor underestimated the determination of the Changsun family, and he will regret the departure of the Holy Queen. He didn’t try his best to stop it when he was in Beijing.”
Shang Qingyang flipped his wrist and pulled out a shining dagger. The dagger was pressed against An Zheng's throat: "Are you Fang Zheng?! You are right. The Changsun family does not seek for the world, but for Chang'an. Here. You can't get out, there are at least two people besides her who can kill you!"
She seemed to be on guard that An Zheng would suddenly rush out, but when she opened it, she saw An Zheng sitting there with an indifferent expression, as if he wasn't worried about her at all. She frowned slightly, seeming a little surprised.
Changsun Qingchou looked at An Zheng like a monster: "She had made up her mind to kill you before. Even if she didn't kill you, you can't be considered friends. You say I'm weird, but I think you are even weirder. . To actually expend your cultivation strength for her, aren’t you afraid of being killed immediately after you go out? Even if you keep her alive, you and she, and maybe me, will all die.”
An Zheng seemed very relaxed sitting inside, and didn't seem to be worried about his situation at all. He was asking the eldest son, Sun Qingchou, a big shot in Jinling City who could call the shots regardless of the politics or the court. However, at this time, he and An Zheng were all prisoners.
An Zheng understood, he was one of the few people who could understand.
He looked around and saw that this was an ordinary-looking house, but An Zheng was sure that it was not a house, but a cave.
"I see."
"I can still hold on for a while."
When An Zheng was saying something, Yuwen Wuming suddenly realized that An Zheng's hand had been pressing Yuwen Wuchen's lower abdomen. There was a faint cyan brilliance in An Zheng's hand. That was An Zheng using his own cultivation power to maintain Yuwen Wuchen's life!
An Zheng curled his lips and said, "It's better not to talk such nonsense. What you said made me hesitate. Should I save her?"
"I still don't understand something."
"You can't die. Those people deliberately missed it by half an inch when they attacked. Otherwise, you could still speak so well. Speaking of which, you are really interesting. With your cultivation level, you can crush those people outside. Plus Even if you can't get up, even the grandson Miesheng is not at a higher level than you... Why can't you fight?"
"Machine-like people."
Changsun Qingchou asked back.
Yuwen Wuming stretched out his hand and pressed Yuwen Wuchen's abdomen: "In my place, she is my sister, but she is not yours."
"No matter how fast you are, this is not Chang'an City."
The girl's clothes looked very special, navy blue, and the waist was well-fitted. Ordinary women's long skirts are loose and elegant, but her clothes are somewhat heroic. On her feet, she wore a pair of navy blue boots that reached her calf, clearly outlining the slender and rounded arc of her calf.
"The Holy Queen has returned home."
"I can still hold on for a while."
"I see."
An Zheng curled his lips and said, "It's better not to talk such nonsense. What you said made me hesitate. Should I save her?"
These words were a bit cold and ruthless, and of course An Zheng would not refuse. He took it back and sat cross-legged to regulate his breathing. He looked really calm and didn't seem to be worried at all about what he was going to face.
An Zheng curled his lips and said, "It's better not to talk such nonsense. What you said made me hesitate. Should I save her?"
An Zheng suddenly laughed: "You are really... damn unjust. Even if they don't hurt you, you still don't know how to fight."
"You can't die. Those people deliberately missed it by half an inch when they attacked. Otherwise, you could still speak so well. Speaking of which, you are really interesting. With your cultivation level, you can crush those people outside. Plus Even if you can't get up, even the grandson Miesheng is not at a higher level than you... Why can't you fight?"
Yuwen Wuming was stunned: "If you do this, your cultivation power will soon be exhausted. When they release you, you won't even have the strength to fight."
Her hair was casually tied into a ponytail at the back of her head. The whole person looked full of youthfulness and at the same time had a calm and capable feeling. She walked unhurriedly, but her speed was staggering. Behind her, the huge two-story prison was floating in mid-air.
"I still don't understand something."
Changsun Qingchou looked at An Zheng like a monster: "She had made up her mind to kill you before. Even if she didn't kill you, you can't be considered friends. You say I'm weird, but I think you are even weirder. . To actually expend your cultivation strength for her, aren’t you afraid of being killed immediately after you go out? Even if you keep her alive, you and she, and maybe me, will all die.”
"Are you really Fang Zheng?"
An Zheng understood, he was one of the few people who could understand.
Yuwen Wuming looked at Changsun Qingchou: "Why did they even attack you?"
"Are you extracting a confession?"
At this moment, An Zheng felt he stopped. He took a deep breath, and then spit it out: "When you open it later, no one knows what you will face. I will try my best to protect you, but the prerequisite is that I don't die. If you feel that I am going to die, then I will You have to run for your life.”
He looked around and saw that this was an ordinary-looking house, but An Zheng was sure that it was not a house, but a cave.
"Because they are worried that I will take action to stop them, when the Revenge Team does things, they only consider the most beneficial thing, regardless of anyone's identity. They are not sure whether I will take action against them because of you, so they simply take action to hurt them first. If you lose me, you will lose a powerful helper. Of course, it is only a theoretically powerful helper."
"Who is this? Such a stinker."
"I can still hold on for a while."
Yuwen Wuming sighed: "What are you planning..."
Yuwen Wuming remained silent, just looking down at Yuwen Wuchen.
An Zheng turned around: "Shut up, didn't you see that I was extracting a confession?"
Shang Qingyang snorted coldly: "Shut up, you, a dying person, have no right to comment on others."
Her hair was casually tied into a ponytail at the back of her head. The whole person looked full of youthfulness and at the same time had a calm and capable feeling. She walked unhurriedly, but her speed was staggering. Behind her, the huge two-story prison was floating in mid-air.
An Zheng shrugged: "So, I watched her die?"
An Zheng suddenly laughed: "You are really... damn unjust. Even if they don't hurt you, you still don't know how to fight."
Changsun Qingchou glanced at An Zheng, and then also laughed: "When you say this, it does seem unfair... But the people in the revenge team don't care about this. What they want to do is not the most accurate judgment, but the most beneficial one. judge."
Changsun Qingchou asked back.
He looked at the girl wearing a navy blue gown: "She's pretty much the same."
There is a layer of reinforced soil inside this prison, but this soil can only be cut by a broken sword. When it comes to the pure metal layer outside, I don't know what kind of essence is extracted from the messy metal. It is as hard as a purple magic weapon.
Yuwen Wuming remained silent, just looking down at Yuwen Wuchen.
At this moment, An Zheng felt he stopped. He took a deep breath, and then spit it out: "When you open it later, no one knows what you will face. I will try my best to protect you, but the prerequisite is that I don't die. If you feel that I am going to die, then I will You have to run for your life.”
The woman frowned slightly: "I told you, tell me to destroy Shenghou."
Yuwen Wuming looked at Changsun Qingchou: "Why did they even attack you?"
Changsun Qingchou glanced at An Zheng, and then also laughed: "When you say this, it does seem unfair... But the people in the revenge team don't care about this. What they want to do is not the most accurate judgment, but the most beneficial one. judge."
An Zheng: "It's really a headache for big families like you."
"You can't die. Those people deliberately missed it by half an inch when they attacked. Otherwise, you could still speak so well. Speaking of which, you are really interesting. With your cultivation level, you can crush those people outside. Plus Even if you can't get up, even the grandson Miesheng is not at a higher level than you... Why can't you fight?"
The four people lowered their heads: "Yes!"
Although he spoke easily, the worry in his eyes could still be seen when he glanced at the dying Yuwen Wuchen. Among the three injured people, only Yuwen Wuming looked better. Although his arm was broken, his face had recovered a lot after sealing his bloodline and taking the golden elixir. The elixirs Changsun Qingchou carried were no worse than An Zheng's. After all, he was the Holy Queen's younger brother.
"Who are those people?"
An Zheng sighed: "Pig teammates."
An Zheng stood up, carried the injured people out one by one, and then looked around: "The Changsun family does not seek the world, but seeks long-term peace. That's why the place where the descendants are located was renamed Chang'an. No. If you want to conquer the world, you will definitely build many shelters for your family. This place should still be in Yandang Mountain, but not on the side near Hangu Pass."
"Are you extracting a confession?"
Yuwen Wuming looked at Changsun Qingchou: "Why did they even attack you?"
"Machine-like people."
An Zheng checked the three injured people, and couldn't help but shake his head and sigh: "Two are rising stars of the Yuwen family, and a big shot of the eldest grandson of the family has been tortured like this."
When the first generation of the Holy Queen left the family, the old man from the eldest grandson's family said... You are not an ordinary married woman, but a Holy Queen who will be the mother of the world. Everything you do must be based on the Holy Emperor. What you have to do is to make the Holy Emperor look even more majestic. The eldest son's family will not be involved in court disputes, nor will they be involved in Jianghu grudges. You just have to be your holy queen, like the most beautiful vase... But the Changsun family will never sit back and ignore the grievances suffered by their family members. When you feel that you can no longer bear the pressure of the Holy Queen, come home. From the moment you come home, we are no longer the Queen.
Yuwen Wuming remained silent, just looking down at Yuwen Wuchen.
These words were a bit cold and ruthless, and of course An Zheng would not refuse. He took it back and sat cross-legged to regulate his breathing. He looked really calm and didn't seem to be worried at all about what he was going to face.
Changsun Qingchou gestured with his hand: "It's like a kind of lifeless people who only have orders. They are the best young people in the family, and the Changsun family is a family favored by God. Their talents are very unique. They are also very domineering. In other big families, the best young people will show up and become future leaders. But in the eldest son's family, the best young people will be isolated and trained to become the guardians of the family from generation to generation. "
With a bang, the prison seemed to be thrown to the ground.
"The eldest grandson is defeated."
The voice came from behind An Zheng, and it sounded familiar.
"Who are those people?"
"Who is this? Such a stinker."
"The Holy Queen has returned home."
An Zheng checked the three injured people, and couldn't help but shake his head and sigh: "Two are rising stars of the Yuwen family, and a big shot of the eldest grandson of the family has been tortured like this."
An Zheng could hear a sense of resentment in this tone. An Zheng didn't know whether the resentment was towards him, the descendants, or the Holy Emperor Chen Wunuo. Yuwen Wuming was a rough man, with the roughness unique to men from the northwest. He doesn't even care about women, thinking that women are just a pastime for men. However, this does not mean that he does not care about his biological sister.
Yuwen Wuming sighed: "What are you planning..."
An Zheng seemed very relaxed sitting inside, and didn't seem to be worried about his situation at all. He was asking the eldest son, Sun Qingchou, a big shot in Jinling City who could call the shots regardless of the politics or the court. However, at this time, he and An Zheng were all prisoners.
An Zheng looked at a chair not far away. He walked over and sat down. He poured himself a cup of herbal tea. As if he was very thirsty, he drank the whole pot of tea directly. Shang Qingyang couldn't stand his gesture, so she went up and grabbed his clothes: "Believe it or not, I will kill you now."
Changsun Qingchou asked back.
Changsun Qingchou suddenly said something like this, which was a bit incoherent.
The voice came from behind An Zheng, and it sounded familiar.
Changsun Qingchou looked at An Zheng like a monster: "She had made up her mind to kill you before. Even if she didn't kill you, you can't be considered friends. You say I'm weird, but I think you are even weirder. . To actually expend your cultivation strength for her, aren’t you afraid of being killed immediately after you go out? Even if you keep her alive, you and she, and maybe me, will all die.”
An Zheng understood, he was one of the few people who could understand.
There is a layer of reinforced soil inside this prison, but this soil can only be cut by a broken sword. When it comes to the pure metal layer outside, I don't know what kind of essence is extracted from the messy metal. It is as hard as a purple magic weapon.
An Zheng looked back and realized that he actually knew that person... it was Shang Qingyang, the woman standing next to Temple General Qi Xiao in Hangu Pass. An Zheng was a little confused as to why Shang Qingyang was in the refuge of Changsun's family.
An Zheng suddenly understood: "The Changsun family is really a good family that knows how to take advantage of its women..."
"Who is this? Such a stinker."
An Zheng suddenly understood: "The Changsun family is really a good family that knows how to take advantage of its women..."
An Zheng sighed: "Pig teammates."
Since the founding of the country by Da Xi, all the empresses have been named Changsun. This is the first time the Holy Queen has returned home since the founding of the country by Da Xi. Because An Zheng had already reached a very high status, he had access to some secrets that others could not. For example... the Queen's return home means that there is a gap between the Changsun family and the Chen family. From the moment the Holy Queen returns home, the Changsun family will no longer be silent. They will no longer be appendages of the Chen family and will use the family's own methods to do things.
Four men wearing navy blue robes came from a distance and bowed at the same time: "Miss."
When An Zheng was saying something, Yuwen Wuming suddenly realized that An Zheng's hand had been pressing Yuwen Wuchen's lower abdomen. There was a faint cyan brilliance in An Zheng's hand. That was An Zheng using his own cultivation power to maintain Yuwen Wuchen's life!
When An Zheng was saying something, Yuwen Wuming suddenly realized that An Zheng's hand had been pressing Yuwen Wuchen's lower abdomen. There was a faint cyan brilliance in An Zheng's hand. That was An Zheng using his own cultivation power to maintain Yuwen Wuchen's life!
When the first generation of the Holy Queen left the family, the old man from the eldest grandson's family said... You are not an ordinary married woman, but a Holy Queen who will be the mother of the world. Everything you do must be based on the Holy Emperor. What you have to do is to make the Holy Emperor look even more majestic. The eldest son's family will not be involved in court disputes, nor will they be involved in Jianghu grudges. You just have to be your holy queen, like the most beautiful vase... But the Changsun family will never sit back and ignore the grievances suffered by their family members. When you feel that you can no longer bear the pressure of the Holy Queen, come home. From the moment you come home, we are no longer the Queen.
Changsun Qingchou asked back.
An Zheng seemed very relaxed sitting inside, and didn't seem to be worried about his situation at all. He was asking the eldest son, Sun Qingchou, a big shot in Jinling City who could call the shots regardless of the politics or the court. However, at this time, he and An Zheng were all prisoners.
Yuwen Wuming was stunned: "If you do this, your cultivation power will soon be exhausted. When they release you, you won't even have the strength to fight."
An Zheng looked back and realized that he actually knew that person... it was Shang Qingyang, the woman standing next to Temple General Qi Xiao in Hangu Pass. An Zheng was a little confused as to why Shang Qingyang was in the refuge of Changsun's family.
An Zheng looked at Changsun Qingchou.
Changsun Qingchou leaned there with a bad expression on his face: "That's why the Holy Emperor asked me to lead them to hunt you down. First, if I take action, it means that the Changsun family has come forward, and the matter has eased. Secondly, I took action. Second, it is to give the Yuwen family a chance to atone for their sins, otherwise the Yuwen family will not be able to bear the anger of the Changsun family. However, now, it seems that it is too late. The Holy Emperor underestimated the determination of the Changsun family, and he will regret the departure of the Holy Queen. He didn’t try his best to stop it when he was in Beijing.”
An Zheng curled his lips and said, "It's better not to talk such nonsense. What you said made me hesitate. Should I save her?"
She seemed to be on guard that An Zheng would suddenly rush out, but when she opened it, she saw An Zheng sitting there with an indifferent expression, as if he wasn't worried about her at all. She frowned slightly, seeming a little surprised.
When An Zheng was saying something, Yuwen Wuming suddenly realized that An Zheng's hand had been pressing Yuwen Wuchen's lower abdomen. There was a faint cyan brilliance in An Zheng's hand. That was An Zheng using his own cultivation power to maintain Yuwen Wuchen's life!
Changsun Qingchou glanced at An Zheng, and then also laughed: "When you say this, it does seem unfair... But the people in the revenge team don't care about this. What they want to do is not the most accurate judgment, but the most beneficial one. judge."
An Zheng shook his head: "You can't."
Changsun Qingchou asked back.
Changsun Qingchou smiled bitterly: "I am about to die, and you are still laughing at me."
The voice came from behind An Zheng, and it sounded familiar.
An Zheng: "It's really a headache for big families like you."
Shang Qingyang snorted coldly: "Shut up, you, a dying person, have no right to comment on others."
Changsun Qingchou looked at An Zheng like a monster: "She had made up her mind to kill you before. Even if she didn't kill you, you can't be considered friends. You say I'm weird, but I think you are even weirder. . To actually expend your cultivation strength for her, aren’t you afraid of being killed immediately after you go out? Even if you keep her alive, you and she, and maybe me, will all die.”
Yuwen Wuming sighed: "What are you planning..."
An Zheng was stunned for a moment, and then said: "That's right, why are we fighting?"
At this moment, An Zheng felt he stopped. He took a deep breath, and then spit it out: "When you open it later, no one knows what you will face. I will try my best to protect you, but the prerequisite is that I don't die. If you feel that I am going to die, then I will You have to run for your life.”
An Zheng suddenly laughed: "You are really... damn unjust. Even if they don't hurt you, you still don't know how to fight."
Changsun Qingchou smiled bitterly: "I am about to die, and you are still laughing at me."
The voice came from behind An Zheng, and it sounded familiar.
"No matter how fast you are, this is not Chang'an City."
Yuwen Wuming snorted: "Can you do it?"
"Who are those people?"
"you!"
The four people lowered their heads: "Yes!"
"you!"
"Are you biological?"
An Zheng looked at Changsun Qingchou.
The woman frowned slightly: "I told you, tell me to destroy Shenghou."
An Zheng understood, he was one of the few people who could understand.
It was obviously like a sarcasm, but it was so respectful.
"Who is this? Such a stinker."
"Are you biological?"
"How long can she hold on?"
"I still don't understand something."
But she is.
An Zheng could hear a sense of resentment in this tone. An Zheng didn't know whether the resentment was towards him, the descendants, or the Holy Emperor Chen Wunuo. Yuwen Wuming was a rough man, with the roughness unique to men from the northwest. He doesn't even care about women, thinking that women are just a pastime for men. However, this does not mean that he does not care about his biological sister.
With a bang, the prison seemed to be thrown to the ground.
Changsun Qingchou leaned there with a bad expression on his face: "That's why the Holy Emperor asked me to lead them to hunt you down. First, if I take action, it means that the Changsun family has come forward, and the matter has eased. Secondly, I took action. Second, it is to give the Yuwen family a chance to atone for their sins, otherwise the Yuwen family will not be able to bear the anger of the Changsun family. However, now, it seems that it is too late. The Holy Emperor underestimated the determination of the Changsun family, and he will regret the departure of the Holy Queen. He didn’t try his best to stop it when he was in Beijing.”
"I still don't understand something."
After a buzzing sound, the prison opened on both sides like a banana peel. The woman in a navy blue gown stood there with a calm face, her right hand stretched out, her middle finger and index finger together, and she moved left and right, then the prison was completely opened.
He looked at the girl wearing a navy blue gown: "She's pretty much the same."
An Zheng stood up, carried the injured people out one by one, and then looked around: "The Changsun family does not seek the world, but seeks long-term peace. That's why the place where the descendants are located was renamed Chang'an. No. If you want to conquer the world, you will definitely build many shelters for your family. This place should still be in Yandang Mountain, but not on the side near Hangu Pass."
The four people lowered their heads: "Yes!"
Yuwen Wuming remained silent, just looking down at Yuwen Wuchen.
She seemed to be on guard that An Zheng would suddenly rush out, but when she opened it, she saw An Zheng sitting there with an indifferent expression, as if he wasn't worried about her at all. She frowned slightly, seeming a little surprised.
Since the founding of the country by Da Xi, all the empresses have been named Changsun. This is the first time the Holy Queen has returned home since the founding of the country by Da Xi. Because An Zheng had already reached a very high status, he had access to some secrets that others could not. For example... the Queen's return home means that there is a gap between the Changsun family and the Chen family. From the moment the Holy Queen returns home, the Changsun family will no longer be silent. They will no longer be appendages of the Chen family and will use the family's own methods to do things.
An Zheng suddenly understood: "The Changsun family is really a good family that knows how to take advantage of its women..."
"No matter how fast you are, this is not Chang'an City."
"Why should I know how to fight?"
An Zheng checked the three injured people, and couldn't help but shake his head and sigh: "Two are rising stars of the Yuwen family, and a big shot of the eldest grandson of the family has been tortured like this."
An Zheng shook his head: "You can't."
An Zheng turned around: "Shut up, didn't you see that I was extracting a confession?"
"Because they are worried that I will take action to stop them, when the Revenge Team does things, they only consider the most beneficial thing, regardless of anyone's identity. They are not sure whether I will take action against them because of you, so they simply take action to hurt them first. If you lose me, you will lose a powerful helper. Of course, it is only a theoretically powerful helper."
An Zheng stood up, carried the injured people out one by one, and then looked around: "The Changsun family does not seek the world, but seeks long-term peace. That's why the place where the descendants are located was renamed Chang'an. No. If you want to conquer the world, you will definitely build many shelters for your family. This place should still be in Yandang Mountain, but not on the side near Hangu Pass."
This is a secret, a woman who was made a marquis by Holy Emperor Dashi but whose identity will not be made public. She waved her hand: "If four people can't take it down, go back and receive the punishment yourself."
"Are you extracting a confession?"
He looked around and saw that this was an ordinary-looking house, but An Zheng was sure that it was not a house, but a cave.
"The Holy Queen has returned home."
With a bang, the prison seemed to be thrown to the ground.
"Are you really Fang Zheng?"
An Zheng suddenly laughed: "You are really... damn unjust. Even if they don't hurt you, you still don't know how to fight."
An Zheng sighed: "Pig teammates."
An Zheng could hear a sense of resentment in this tone. An Zheng didn't know whether the resentment was towards him, the descendants, or the Holy Emperor Chen Wunuo. Yuwen Wuming was a rough man, with the roughness unique to men from the northwest. He doesn't even care about women, thinking that women are just a pastime for men. However, this does not mean that he does not care about his biological sister.
The voice came from behind An Zheng, and it sounded familiar.
"The eldest grandson is defeated."
"Are you extracting a confession?"
An Zheng looked at a chair not far away. He walked over and sat down. He poured himself a cup of herbal tea. As if he was very thirsty, he drank the whole pot of tea directly. Shang Qingyang couldn't stand his gesture, so she went up and grabbed his clothes: "Believe it or not, I will kill you now."
An Zheng curled his lips and said, "It's better not to talk such nonsense. What you said made me hesitate. Should I save her?"
An Zheng looked at a chair not far away. He walked over and sat down. He poured himself a cup of herbal tea. As if he was very thirsty, he drank the whole pot of tea directly. Shang Qingyang couldn't stand his gesture, so she went up and grabbed his clothes: "Believe it or not, I will kill you now."
Yuwen Wuming looked at Changsun Qingchou: "Why did they even attack you?"
An Zheng seemed very relaxed sitting inside, and didn't seem to be worried about his situation at all. He was asking the eldest son, Sun Qingchou, a big shot in Jinling City who could call the shots regardless of the politics or the court. However, at this time, he and An Zheng were all prisoners.
"Are you really Fang Zheng?"
An Zheng looked back and realized that he actually knew that person... it was Shang Qingyang, the woman standing next to Temple General Qi Xiao in Hangu Pass. An Zheng was a little confused as to why Shang Qingyang was in the refuge of Changsun's family.
An Zheng could hear a sense of resentment in this tone. An Zheng didn't know whether the resentment was towards him, the descendants, or the Holy Emperor Chen Wunuo. Yuwen Wuming was a rough man, with the roughness unique to men from the northwest. He doesn't even care about women, thinking that women are just a pastime for men. However, this does not mean that he does not care about his biological sister.
Yuwen Wuming stretched out his hand and pressed Yuwen Wuchen's abdomen: "In my place, she is my sister, but she is not yours."
An Zheng suddenly laughed: "You are really... damn unjust. Even if they don't hurt you, you still don't know how to fight."
It was obviously like a sarcasm, but it was so respectful.
"I see."
This is a secret, a woman who was made a marquis by Holy Emperor Dashi but whose identity will not be made public. She waved her hand: "If four people can't take it down, go back and receive the punishment yourself."
At this moment, An Zheng felt he stopped. He took a deep breath, and then spit it out: "When you open it later, no one knows what you will face. I will try my best to protect you, but the prerequisite is that I don't die. If you feel that I am going to die, then I will You have to run for your life.”
When An Zheng was saying something, Yuwen Wuming suddenly realized that An Zheng's hand had been pressing Yuwen Wuchen's lower abdomen. There was a faint cyan brilliance in An Zheng's hand. That was An Zheng using his own cultivation power to maintain Yuwen Wuchen's life!
But she is.
An Zheng suddenly understood: "The Changsun family is really a good family that knows how to take advantage of its women..."
An Zheng sighed: "Pig teammates."
"Are you extracting a confession?"
Changsun Qingchou gestured with his hand: "It's like a kind of lifeless people who only have orders. They are the best young people in the family, and the Changsun family is a family favored by God. Their talents are very unique. They are also very domineering. In other big families, the best young people will show up and become future leaders. But in the eldest son's family, the best young people will be isolated and trained to become the guardians of the family from generation to generation. "
Shang Qingyang snorted coldly: "Shut up, you, a dying person, have no right to comment on others."
"Who is this? Such a stinker."
An Zheng looked back and realized that he actually knew that person... it was Shang Qingyang, the woman standing next to Temple General Qi Xiao in Hangu Pass. An Zheng was a little confused as to why Shang Qingyang was in the refuge of Changsun's family.
After a buzzing sound, the prison opened on both sides like a banana peel. The woman in a navy blue gown stood there with a calm face, her right hand stretched out, her middle finger and index finger together, and she moved left and right, then the prison was completely opened.
An Zheng looked at a chair not far away. He walked over and sat down. He poured himself a cup of herbal tea. As if he was very thirsty, he drank the whole pot of tea directly. Shang Qingyang couldn't stand his gesture, so she went up and grabbed his clothes: "Believe it or not, I will kill you now."
An Zheng understood, he was one of the few people who could understand.
When An Zheng was saying something, Yuwen Wuming suddenly realized that An Zheng's hand had been pressing Yuwen Wuchen's lower abdomen. There was a faint cyan brilliance in An Zheng's hand. That was An Zheng using his own cultivation power to maintain Yuwen Wuchen's life!
An Zheng shook his head: "You can't."
Since the founding of the country by Da Xi, all the empresses have been named Changsun. This is the first time the Holy Queen has returned home since the founding of the country by Da Xi. Because An Zheng had already reached a very high status, he had access to some secrets that others could not. For example... the Queen's return home means that there is a gap between the Changsun family and the Chen family. From the moment the Holy Queen returns home, the Changsun family will no longer be silent. They will no longer be appendages of the Chen family and will use the family's own methods to do things.
An Zheng suddenly laughed: "You are really... damn unjust. Even if they don't hurt you, you still don't know how to fight."
"It's not unpleasant for a girl to have such a name."
Since the founding of the country by Da Xi, all the empresses have been named Changsun. This is the first time the Holy Queen has returned home since the founding of the country by Da Xi. Because An Zheng had already reached a very high status, he had access to some secrets that others could not. For example... the Queen's return home means that there is a gap between the Changsun family and the Chen family. From the moment the Holy Queen returns home, the Changsun family will no longer be silent. They will no longer be appendages of the Chen family and will use the family's own methods to do things.
Her hair was casually tied into a ponytail at the back of her head. The whole person looked full of youthfulness and at the same time had a calm and capable feeling. She walked unhurriedly, but her speed was staggering. Behind her, the huge two-story prison was floating in mid-air.
He looked at the girl wearing a navy blue gown: "She's pretty much the same."
An Zheng curled his lips and said, "It's better not to talk such nonsense. What you said made me hesitate. Should I save her?"
The girl's clothes looked very special, navy blue, and the waist was well-fitted. Ordinary women's long skirts are loose and elegant, but her clothes are somewhat heroic. On her feet, she wore a pair of navy blue boots that reached her calf, clearly outlining the slender and rounded arc of her calf.
"you!"
Yuwen Wuming stretched out his hand and pressed Yuwen Wuchen's abdomen: "In my place, she is my sister, but she is not yours."
Shang Qingyang flipped his wrist and pulled out a shining dagger. The dagger was pressed against An Zheng's throat: "Are you Fang Zheng?! You are right. The Changsun family does not seek for the world, but for Chang'an. Here. You can't get out, there are at least two people besides her who can kill you!"
"you!"
"Are you extracting a confession?"
Yuwen Wuming sighed: "What are you planning..."
Since ancient times, how can a woman be granted the title of marquis
An Zheng checked the three injured people, and couldn't help but shake his head and sigh: "Two are rising stars of the Yuwen family, and a big shot of the eldest grandson of the family has been tortured like this."
An Zheng understood, he was one of the few people who could understand.
"You can't die. Those people deliberately missed it by half an inch when they attacked. Otherwise, you could still speak so well. Speaking of which, you are really interesting. With your cultivation level, you can crush those people outside. Plus Even if you can't get up, even the grandson Miesheng is not at a higher level than you... Why can't you fight?"
"I can still hold on for a while."
Yuwen Wuming remained silent, just looking down at Yuwen Wuchen.
It was obviously like a sarcasm, but it was so respectful.
"Why should I know how to fight?"
An Zheng turned around: "Shut up, didn't you see that I was extracting a confession?"
"Who are those people?"
An Zheng shook his head: "You can't."
"Are you extracting a confession?"
Yuwen Wuming looked at Changsun Qingchou: "Why did they even attack you?"
An Zheng shook his head: "You can't."
He looked at the girl wearing a navy blue gown: "She's pretty much the same."
When the first generation of the Holy Queen left the family, the old man from the eldest grandson's family said... You are not an ordinary married woman, but a Holy Queen who will be the mother of the world. Everything you do must be based on the Holy Emperor. What you have to do is to make the Holy Emperor look even more majestic. The eldest son's family will not be involved in court disputes, nor will they be involved in Jianghu grudges. You just have to be your holy queen, like the most beautiful vase... But the Changsun family will never sit back and ignore the grievances suffered by their family members. When you feel that you can no longer bear the pressure of the Holy Queen, come home. From the moment you come home, we are no longer the Queen.
"The Holy Queen has returned home."
An Zheng sighed: "Pig teammates."
Changsun Qingchou looked at An Zheng like a monster: "She had made up her mind to kill you before. Even if she didn't kill you, you can't be considered friends. You say I'm weird, but I think you are even weirder. . To actually expend your cultivation strength for her, aren’t you afraid of being killed immediately after you go out? Even if you keep her alive, you and she, and maybe me, will all die.”
"If you didn't interrupt, this idiot would have said more."
An Zheng curled his lips and said, "It's better not to talk such nonsense. What you said made me hesitate. Should I save her?"
An Zheng was stunned for a moment, and then said: "That's right, why are we fighting?"
An Zheng looked back and realized that he actually knew that person... it was Shang Qingyang, the woman standing next to Temple General Qi Xiao in Hangu Pass. An Zheng was a little confused as to why Shang Qingyang was in the refuge of Changsun's family.
An Zheng sighed: "Pig teammates."
"Are you really Fang Zheng?"
"you!"