"No, ma'am, I won't let you do anything." After a few days, she will be able to take mu Yingrong out of Fengfu, and mu Yingrong will have a good old age. She will live in her carefully prepared hut with herself, Xia Zhu and Xiao Liu.

But now, no matter mu Yingrong or Xiao Liu, they both lie in fengrao's yard, full of blood.

Mu Yingrong is afraid that he can't support it any more. His eyes are gradually lax. He says "Yao'er" in his mouth. Every time he says "Yao'er", blood comes out. Feng Qingyao reaches out and blocks it. "Don't say it again, mother. I'll take you now."

Regardless of who her predecessors were, Feng Qingyao's eyes sank, and she split them with one hand and made a way. Mu Yingrong sighed and pulled back her last sense.

"Yao er I'm afraid I can't In the future After the road, I'm afraid you have to go alone And the practice of martial arts Don't let more people know. After all, it's a wife... " As she lay dying, mu Yingrong tugged at her sleeve with both hands, leaving this last word of treasure.

Fengqingyao looks back, embracing mu Yingrong in both hands, feeling her gradually cold body. She can't help shivering and whispering "Niang".

The boy who had just been knocked down by fengqingyao stood up. They did not expect that fengqingyao, who was so weak before, would practice martial arts.

Even in the side of the Phoenix Rao smoke also some surprised, but then recovered indifferent.

A few boys dare not act rashly. They are afraid that fengqingyao will fight back. They stand behind fengraoyan honestly. Fengraoyan looks up at muyingrong, who is dead. A smile appears at the corner of her mouth.

That smile is too presumptuous, not only that, she also squatted down, clapped her hands, the tone is full of joy, "Oh, my sister, I'm afraid it's too much to argue, my aunt died, she didn't plead guilty, then no one can prove my sister's innocence. After all, my sister has been waiting for me to die. This time it's really over. Now even if you are princess Ling, no one can save you. It's a big crime to poison your sister! "

Feng Rao smoke said, while laughing wildly, looking at Feng Qing Yao kneeling on the ground, she is in a good mood.

Holding muyingrong's cold body, fengqingyao closed her eyes. Her hands were stained with muyingrong's blood. The bright red color was incompatible with the white skin.

She closed her dark eyes tightly, and her heart fire which used to be repressed desperately was lifted up by hatred and burned up.

She was born again for the sake of protecting the safety of the people around her.

She clearly promised to give mu Yingrong a happy life, but she was too useless. Even if she lived again, she could not change her sad fate.

Die for her, or die, she worked hard for a long time, nothing can change.

Immersed in deep remorse, Feng Qingyao opens her eyes fiercely. Her red eyes are filled with burning hatred, but they are like ice. When she opens them indifferently, she makes people fear.

Originally, Feng Rao Yan, who had a smile on her face, felt the murderous gas all over her body. Her smile was stiff on her face and she unconsciously stepped back.

"Why, why would you kill her again?" Feng Qing Yao raised her eyes fiercely, and her voice was fierce. With strong resentment, she approached Feng Rao Yan step by step.

Frightened by her terrible eyes, Feng Rao Yan quickly pulls Mei Lian forward, clenching her sleeves with both hands, sweating heavily on her hands.

"What's the madness of the princess? The eldest lady wants to poison my young lady and kill her with her staff. It's already light." Although Meilian is also afraid, she can't throw out the fengrao smoke behind her. She can only dare to say it with righteous words.

After listening to this nonsense, Feng Qingyao sneered and raised her hand in her sleeve. Then she heard Mei Lian scream. No one responded.

When she looked at Xiang Meilian again, she had fallen to the ground with a blood mark on her neck. She was convulsed all over, but she still didn't die.

The warm blood splashed on Feng Rao Yan's face. She was only one step away from Mei Lian. Looking at Mei Lian who had just been in high spirits, she immediately became a corpse. She fell down on the ground, staring at her corpse in a daze, and cried out in fright.

"My sister is afraid of blood, too. You've killed so many people, and you're afraid of a corpse?" Feng Qingyao's cold voice came from above, but it was like the devil's voice in hell, which made Feng Rao smoke tremble even more.

All the little fellows in the yard were silent. Everyone was trembling, no lighter than fengrao. Fengqing Yao, who was weak in literature before, was holding a silver needle in her hand.

The needle was stained with blood and glittered under the sun. For a moment, the yard became very quiet. Except for Meilian's hematemesis, there was only the sound of silver needle dripping blood.

Feng Qing Yao's eyes were cold. She looked at the corpse on the ground with a sneer. Her whole body sent out a strong murderous air. After a long time, the cold voice rang out, "since If you can't get it back, you'll all be buried with us. "

If she had said this before, the people in the yard would not believe it, but now it's different. Meilian's body is in front of them, not to mention fengqingyao's body is still full of terrible deathWithout waiting for everyone to react, fengqingyao flies away and falls to the two boys who just executed with a stick.

His body was like a ghost. He raised his hand and put the needle down. The two boys couldn't even speak, so they fell to the ground.

"Ah, run, miss is crazy!" After a full cup of tea, people began to react, leaving things in their hands and running outside in a panic.

People were so scared that they forgot for a moment that this woman had become a princess.

The people who can be in this courtyard are all fengraoyan. What's more, in order to save face, she called most of the people here today, but who would have thought that fengqingyao killed red eyes one by one.

In a short time, the hospital became a mass grave, with corpses everywhere and bloody smell.

Sitting on the ground, fengrao smoke is finally slow to God, looking at Fengqing Yao approaching step by step.

Seeing Feng Qingyao's blood stained clothes, and the terrible red pupil, she ran out of the door.

Without two steps, he ran into a stranger.

"Flustered, what kind of system?" It's Feng Hongchang and Ji Meiren who run out of the door with stains on her face. They blame her unhappily.

Feng Rao Yan opened her eyes and saw that they were Feng Hongchang and Feng Hongchang. She was very happy, but she was still shivering. Holding Feng Hongchang's sleeve in one hand, she took a shivering look at Feng Qingyao behind her.