Chapter 472

Fenghuang let out a soft snort, and his star-like eyes were instantly filled with ice. This sword cut off Fu Jian's long sword, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at his throat.

"emperor."

"Feng Huang!"

Everyone rushed forward, but Fu Jian waved his hand to stop them.

"Feng Huang, are you going to kill me?" Fu Jian looked at him incredulously.

The better he is, the more reluctant he is.

She is not the only one who is fascinated by this set of sword dance?
"What do you think?" Fenghuang's eyes were full of hatred and bloodshot.

He wished he could break his bones and drink his blood, how dare he ask?
"If I die, your mother and everyone in the Murong royal family will have to be buried with me." Fu Jian looked at the person standing by the door and said, "Including her!"

Those bloodshot eyes trembled slightly, and the hand holding the hilt of the sword trembled involuntarily.

She is still so young, and her beautiful life has just begun.

Not long ago, she was full of longing for the future life and she was smiling so happily.

Why can't the happy days last longer, why can't they celebrate the new year happily?
"Fenghuang!" Nianxi shook her head lightly.

The bottom of the mountain was full of people, she saw it.

When Fu Jian died, it was not just a matter of the two of them being buried together.

Although this person's personal style is not as good as that of a pig or a dog, in this troubled world, such a person is needed.

In the northern world that was finally pacified, the people could rest and recuperate for a short time. If Fu Jian died, there would be another war.

There will be chaos in history.

"Hahaha, you kill me? Do you dare to kill me?"

Nian Xi was taken aback.

Your grandma's, the sword is up to your neck and you still don't know how to live or die, so you are not afraid that someone will shake your hand in anger and accidentally pierce your throat?

"Feng Huang!" Nian Xi strode forward, pushed his arm, the tip of the sword pierced into the flesh, and Yin Hong's blood flowed down the tip of the sword.

"You, how dare you?" Fu Jian's eyes widened, only then did he know he was afraid.

Nianxi sneered and said, "Fu Jian, please think hard and see who is the prisoner now. At this moment, you are just a prisoner under Fenghuang's sword, not a high-ranking king. You see, if I want to kill you, I will push you It's as simple as pushing his elbow, understand?"

The pain involved the brain nerves, Fu Jian was really scared this time.

He knew that Fenghuang had many concerns, the Murong royal family, his mother Kezuhun clan was still in his hands, if this sword went down, his mother would also die.

He dare not.

But the little girl next to him, she is a little servant boy, and he has never looked at her directly.

To have such courage, I really misjudged her at the beginning.

"Don't move, be careful, don't hurt the emperor."

Fu Jian's dog leg is here.

"give it to me!"

Nian Xi took Feng Huang's hand and drew the sword from his hand.

"The Emperor Feng can't make a move, I don't have any psychological barriers." Nianxi looked at the surrounding people coldly and said, "Everyone back away."

After finishing speaking, the sword in her hand pierced another point, and scratched on his skin, the pain made Fu Jian frown.

"Back off!" Fu Jian shouted at his subordinates.

"If you kill me, none of the Murong family will live."

"Yo hoo!" Nian Xi laughed and said, "You slave under the sword is trying to threaten me with the Murong family? Haha, the Murong royal family, what does the Murong royal family have to do with me? If there is a relationship, it is also my enemy.

They sent my sister to the palace, others don't know, Fu Jian, you should know it very well!She is fake, she is my sister, and you still let them bully her and kill her, do you think I want to avenge her? "

(End of this chapter)

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