Fortunately for Feng Yanghou

On that day, Qi Xin, who thought he was about to die from poison, sat up from the bed, Feng Yanghou, had been missing for three days.

"Your Majesty, Canglizi has come into the palace with the spies who first woke up."

Beside him, Mo An half-kneeled on the ground to ask the king for instructions.

Qi Xin supported the teacup, his expression became more and more serious, "Everything is as usual. I want to catch a turtle in a lonely urn."

The fact that King Zhou Hui was about to die from the poison in his body was a once-in-a-lifetime news for Cang Lizi.However, no one knows whether the next move will be a life-saving or a thrilling move.

Mo An, who now knew about it, was very worried.

The palace of Zhou Rao was very quiet.When Cang Lizi stepped into the gate of Mingguang Hall, the black-clothed woman had already rushed into the hall first, and stretched out her hand to strangle King Zhou Hui's neck.

Qi Xin closed her eyes, her face was pale, and she was on the verge of falling.

"Your Majesty, you must have never expected that in the end, it would be Feng Yanghou who will help you."

Qi Xin should have expected this tragedy from the very beginning.

Cang Lizi walked towards Qi Xin, standing at the most obscure place from the window sill, "Your Majesty, I have said that love between children will only lead you to hell."

Qi Xin was speechless, breathing with difficulty.

The black-cloaked woman let go of her hand with a smile, hearing the rapid panting of the person in front of her, she seemed to feel that there was smoke rising from the person's grave.

"King Zhou Ming's only son..." She curled up her frosty red lips, "You should pay for the sins you have committed."

Qi Xin raised his head suddenly, the woman in the black hood is the demon!

"King Zhou Ming trapped me in the Tiandao Pagoda for 67 years." She walked around slowly to Canglizi's side, holding Canglizi's face in her hands, "I never thought that my child would grow up to be so big."

The black-cloaked woman was silent for a while, but there was no emotion in her eyes.

In her eyes, King Zhou Hui, who was still calm, didn't know whether to pity or admire him.

Ordinary people circulate in the cycle of life and death, unable to escape, just like a long night.

Regardless of the imperial palace, the court, the ghosts and monsters, and the flies and dogs, they are nothing more than dealing with anger, ignorance, joy and resentment.

Good and evil karma are the cause, go round and round, and eventually lead to different retributions of good and evil.

A little carelessness, a single thought, is a karmic obstacle.

What King Zhou Ming did... Qi Xin sneered, even his only son was willing to sacrifice to the Blood Viper, there was nothing his father could not do.

What everyone doesn't know is that many years ago, the Tiandao Pagoda was originally an embroidered cage where Queen Zhai Wei was imprisoned. King Zhou Ming loved beauties, but the beauties were Sanmiao people with spiritual skills.

The blood-refining viper is originally a powerful thing that can subdue the femininity of the three seedling women. However, in order to arouse the bloody nature of the blood-refining viper, it is necessary to plant a blood contract with the closest blood of the person enshrined, and it will be immortalized by it. Driven by its fiery heart.

Qi Xin pursed her lips slightly, "If you are here to collect debts, then come and get it!"

Cang Lizi shook his folding fan, frowned deeply, and narrowed his eyes unconsciously.

"Zhou Rao's palace is now under Xian Xingzhai's control, have you brought what I want?" Cang Lizi turned to look at his mother.

The black-cloaked woman snickered, "I know you have no patience."

She raised her head, looked at Cang Lizi, and then, a short-headed man wrapped in black cloth came out from the black mist.

The short-headed man spread out his palms, and there was a touch of green in his palms, but upon closer inspection, it turned out to be consonance grass with green buds.

Qi Xin's pupils tightened, unexpectedly, the consonance grass would be in the hands of this short-headed man.

"Take it, go save your master." The black-cloaked woman patted Canglizi's shoulder, and the consonance rose into the air, like a gift from heaven.

Cang Lizi could not help but smile, and stretched out his hand to pick it up.

At this time, a dark poisonous snake jumped out of the boxy tripod box, and the light gray silk ribbon flew up.

It only takes a moment for the Rhinoceros to enter the belly of the Blood Viper—

Cang Lizi watched the blood-refining viper fly out of the window lattice, he couldn't help but clenched his cuffs tightly and chased after him in astonishment.

The spies of Xingzhai first extinguished their murderous spirit because of the master's panic, and then withdrew from Zhou Rao's palace layer by layer.

What used to be one loss and one loss has become today's one loss and one glory.

The short-headed man supported the woman in the black hood. The woman spat out a mouthful of black blood, and looked down at her body pierced by the blood-refining viper.

"Go to sleep, Bai Wei, you are tired..." The short-headed man gently put her on the ground, and the black-cloaked woman raised her eyebrows, her hood fell to her shoulders, revealing a beautiful face .

The woman trembled with her hands, wanting to touch the eyes of the person in front of her, but her lifeless body was like a lamp that was about to go out, no matter how hard she struggled.

"It's okay...to be with you...to turn into loess together." The woman suddenly pulled off the black scarf on the short-headed man's face, and the man turned his stiff neck. Looking from a distance, there was a neat knife on the neck Scars and stitches.

"Fu Shuye!..." Qi Xin paused suddenly, not knowing that the dead could return to the world.

The full-bodied night hides the sharp moonlight, the autumn leaves are bleak, and there are soldiers in battle on the city wall in the distance, and the flickering lights are more murderous than the cold blade.

At this moment, he pushed open the door, and the autumn leaves were colorful, and the stream in Quchi was bubbling continuously, but it was also very silent.

Within the line of sight, the eyes are full of depression, and there is a bit of anxiety in my heart.

When Lu Yi stepped into the small courtyard, he was about to turn around and leave.

Lu Yi stretched out his hand to stop his footsteps, but saw his white robe fluttering, but he was cold and frightening in his snowy clothes.

"Master Hou, I have offended you so much here, I hope you will forgive me." Lu Yi looked at him with sincerity, indeed, it was not Lu Yi's original intention to trap him, and everything was inevitable because of fate.

His footsteps were stagnant, but he didn't want to get entangled with the previous things in front of him, but wanted to leave urgently.

Lu Yi still stood in front of him, "No."

"You can't stop me." He couldn't help but smile, a little more detached.

When the words fell to the ground, Lu Yi didn't know how to answer.

The expression of the person in front of him, even if the clouds and mists are cleared, it is like looking at flowers through the fog, which is difficult to see through.

"I have an unfeeling request, and I hope Lu Shiwei can agree."

Lu Yi bent down suddenly, stretched out his hand to help him up, his eyes were full of fear, "Master Hou has broken his subordinates!"

"Lu Yi, I want a fast horse. As for Hengchen, you should return it to its original owner." He ignored Lu Yi's surprised gaze and said indifferently to Lu Yi.

Lu Yi raised his eyes, although he had expected it, but after hearing his words, he was calm and composed, and suddenly he admired him a little more.

"What Hou Ye said, it's hard to obey." However, Lu Yi didn't appreciate it.

He chuckled and took half a step back, and when he turned his eyes, he happened to strangle Lu Yi's neck.

"Lu Yi, good and bad times are unpredictable in Qianyang City, I must go back to the city."

His captivating eyes were too bright, too deep and too resolute, staring intently at the people present.

Liu Yu came out from the corridor, "Lu Yi, let Lord Hou go!"

He urgently needs to break all shackles to complete his mission.

Liu Yu raised the corners of her lips, this smile was a hint to Lu Yi.

He restrained his sharp gaze.

Liu Yu raised his hand and threw Hengchen, which he kept with him, to him, "Master Hou, be careful all the way."

He pursed his lips, let go of the hand that restrained Lu Yi, and caught the sword that flew across the air, "Thank you for your success!"

"It's not perfect. I know that I can't keep Master Hou." Liu Yuyuan watched him get on the horse, and couldn't help shaking his head, smiling sadly and regretfully.

The cold wind blew away the autumn leaves, and what it brought was full of chill and fishy smell.

Qi Xin stood at the entrance of the south gate of the palace, the blood dripping when the horse's hoof smashed the corpse was disgusting, adding to the bloodthirsty madness.

Seeing the blood, the cold blade poured over Qi Xin's head and face, but the cold and deep eyes showed no mercy at all.

A commanding tiger symbolizes the three armies—the spies who wake up first, and those who have not retreated will be punished.

The sky was clear outside the palace, but inside the palace was devastated as if it had experienced a thunderbolt.

Rao Jun made good use of Li rockets, the arrows were on the string, and the places they passed were covered with withered grass, and a Li fire was like lightning, illuminating the Mingguang Hall.

In the light and shadow of countless torches, a slender figure gradually approached with a cold and stern imperial air, and with a second glance, Qi Xin, surrounded by the imperial guards, came stepping into the dust.

He entered the palace gate and stood on the corridor in front of Mingguang Hall.

A rocket passed through the pavilion pillar beside him without any mistake, and soon, the ever-burning lamp supported by the pavilion pillar was poured by the cold wind and burned out.

He stretched out his hand and gently stroked the sore spot on his face that was burned by the fire with his index finger, and the black hair on his ear temples had an unpleasant burnt smell.

He looked at Qi Xin with a smile. Qi Xin was dressed in royal robes, but he seemed to have climbed out of the most desperate purgatory. The flower of Juetuo.

Obviously he and him shouldn't have any intersection, but every step of the way blends together.

He can escape, he can escape Zhou Rao's...

Resentment, resentment, sarcasm... His eyes were unpredictable, and finally he pulled out the Hengchen in his hand and came forward.

"Look at it!" Qi Xin didn't have time to stop him, seeing him being entangled by the forbidden army, he immediately turned his hand on the knife, and the moment the blade flew, the person in front of him was seriously injured by the palm wind, and his figure was sluggish.

Blood sprayed on the ground, tick-tock.

When Qi Xin stretched out his hand, he clenched the extremely cold snow blade tightly with one hand, and soon, the bright red blade and pale lips were reflected in Qi Xin's eyes.