"Well, if so, stay." Nie madam coldly a smile, turn head to look at Xiao Chen to say.

"Mrs. NIE is so big that she wants to keep us." Feng Yu frowned deeply and said with a faint smile: "Madam Nie Isn't it the people you're hiding in the dark? "

"What have you done?" When Mrs. Nie heard Feng Yu's words, her face suddenly changed.

"Mrs. Nie, have you forgotten? I'm also from miaojiang. Your tricks What can I hide? " Feng Yu smile so amiable, so in the eyes of the smile, such indifference does not reach the bottom of the eye.

"Feng Yu, what do you want to do?" Mrs. Nie roared.

"What do I want to do? No, no, no You should ask her what she wants to do. " Feng Yu said with a bright smile. She turned her head and looked at the figure standing on the attic. She was dressed in bright red, with a bow in her hand. She could not see who she was with her veil covered face.

"Who are you?" Mrs. Nie had noticed that this person was unusual for a long time, but she didn't know who he was. Now she heard Feng Yu's words and turned her eyes. The cold color in her eyes was so solemn.

“……” Jing Yue looked at the cold and dignified in Mrs. Nie's eyes and raised the corner of her mouth with disdain. She suddenly clenched the long bow in her hand. The long arrow she set up was straight at Mrs. Nie and said: "I I'm here to collect your debt. "

The killing opportunity in the words was so obvious that the sharp arrow in her hand suddenly flew out, mixed with a hard to hide resentment. The killing opportunity flew toward Mrs. Nie, who was already wide eyed when she heard Jing Yue's words.

That familiar voice, this is full of kill an arrow, let Mrs. Nie this stupefied appearance, can't avoid at all, almost is the condition reflex pull to come over a person, blocked in front of oneself.

"Yi!" The sound of arrow feather falling into flesh and blood makes everyone boiling. The guards in the attic of Northern Xinjiang fight back.

Feng Yu and Xing 15 were not waiting for each other. In a moment, the scene of the wedding was in a mess.

Looking at the death of the man who blocked an arrow for herself, Mrs. Nie's eyes were full of panic. She turned her head and looked at Jingyue. Her heart was beating violently, and the familiar name was almost ready to come out.

"What? Mrs. Nie Have you forgotten me? " Jing Yue jumps down from the attic. Xing San holds a box in his hand and shows her figure. She looks at the scene calmly.

"You It's you You're not dead Mrs. Nie looked at this approaching a little Jingyue, even if it was Jingyue's face, but that pair of black eyes in the killing, it is so familiar to Mrs. Nie.

"You are still alive, how can I die?" Jing Yue suddenly smiles, raises her hand and slowly takes off the veil. Looking at Mrs. Nie, she says with a happy smile: "after more than a year, Mrs. Nie once again sees our imperial concubine standing in front of you. Do you think How surprised? "

"Why Why are you still alive! " Looking at Jing Yue, Mrs. Nie seems very surprised. According to the plan, Jing Yue can't be alive!

It's impossible!

It's clear that Jingyue's life is over.

Why a year later, it is so intact standing in front of their own.

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