"Don't say it. I brought you out. I will take you back." Feng Xuan's voice is hoarse, his eyes are bloodshot, but his tone is very firm. After killing this wave of people in black, Feng Xuan puts Haoyu under a big tree, takes out the porcelain vase that fengqingyao gave him that day, and eats one with Haoyu.

Looking at this small pill, Feng Xuan also gave a bitter smile. This girl is really clever.

Taking advantage of no one's Kung Fu, Feng Xuan also sat in place to recuperate for a while, but his mind was restless.

The people who killed them were all excellent at martial arts, not like the handwriting of the king of Beiyan.

He also wanted to stay alive and ask what happened, but those people didn't give him the chance to bite the poison hidden in his teeth and kill him in an instant.

Moreover, Feng Xuan also glanced at a corpse around him. It seemed that they were not the same people. When they saw each other, they were slightly shocked.

Hao Yu was seriously injured. He had a knife in his chest, back and abdomen, and his leg was broken. Although he felt a little better after taking the pill, he still couldn't move.

After probing his own pulse, Feng Xuan took a deep breath and stopped the blood in his chest. He did not dare to relax for a moment.

All of a sudden, there was a sound of wind blowing through the leaves. Feng Xuan picked up the sword beside him and waved it in that direction.

The strength was so great that the men in black had to show up and stand up, looking at a dozen men in black who suddenly appeared in front of them. Feng Xuan's eyes were slightly heavy, and he held the sword tightly. The sword body reflected the bright moon in the sky and sent out a chilling light.

"Who sent you?" Although he knew that there was no solution to such a problem, Feng Xuan still asked with cold eyes.

Sure enough, when he asked this, one of the men in black jumped up, held a long knife in his hand and cleaved at him, saying in a bad tone: "naturally, it's the one who wants your life!"

Xu is too arrogant, straight down the knife exhausted all his strength, but only cut Feng Xuanyi's clothes, a Embroidered Purse fell from his waist, the purse was cut in half, fell on the ground, the ash mixed with the soil.

Looking at the destruction of the purse, Feng Xuan's eyes were red, and his whole body was burning with a chilling anger. With a long sword in his hand, he gazed at the man in black, "looking for death."

After two words of understatement, there is an endless massacre. Feng Xuan has a pair of red eyes under the moonlight, holding a long sword and wantonly slaughtering the approaching people in black.

Scarlet blood splashed on his angular face, in the moonlight, it was extremely enchanting.

The Imperial Palace, the main hall, the gathering of guests is almost finished. Everyone has his own small circle and is drunk in the grand hall.

Fengqing Yao sits beside pinru, where Feng Yanning should have been. But when Feng Yanning married Xiongnu, her seat did not belong to her.

On the other side of fengqingyao's body is Ouyang Xue. Knowing that she has untied her heart knot, fengqingyao is also happy for her. After three cups of wine, she opens her heart to herself. She wants to find a better husband for her.

Looking at this girl who is almost the same age as herself, fengqingyao raises a smile. In fact, she admires ouyangxue very much, loves her brother and father, and has such a free and easy nature. Unlike her, she can only survive in intrigue.

Feng Rao Yan takes into account the etiquette. Although she is close to Feng Tianchen, she is still in line with the difference between men and women. She sits in the female guest area and looks up at Feng Tianchen. It's hard to stop.

But at this time, Feng Tianchen didn't know what he was thinking. His eyes were slightly heavy. He held wine cups in his hand and poured them into his mouth cup by cup. His mind was a little dignified, like something was on his mind.

He is not the only one who has something on his mind. Feng Qingyao is also the same. She lowers her head and says nothing.

After that, Fu Liu sighed helplessly. Naturally, her Princess was worried about the prince.

But think about it. The Lord has been gone for two days. It is reasonable to say that he should come back now.

Fu Liu did not know, not far away there is a kind eyes, has been staying in her body.

Ouyang Jing and Fengqing Yao are opposite each other. He shakes his glass and looks up at the little girl's changeable looks. He casually raises a smile from the corner of his mouth.

Although he didn't know who the little girl was, he really fell in love with her. Even her every move couldn't help but ponder carefully.

The table next to Ouyang Jing was still empty until the beginning of the banquet. Feng Qingyao's eyes were slightly heavy, and she looked at the empty table with her heart full of butterflies in her stomach.

The Empress Dowager was in a good mood today. When they were all flat, they also glanced at the two empty tables. One was fengxuanye's and the other was the king of northern Yan's.

After all, he married her only daughter to Xiongnu and demoted him to Jiaonan. He refused to come back, which is normal.

At the command of his father-in-law, the banquet began immediately. Fengqingyao was not in the mood. She had been sitting in her place drinking wine and laughing bitterly. If Fengxuan was here, she would stop her.Today's banquet, fengqingyao doesn't want to be in the limelight at all. Her reputation is enviable enough. She has the position of Princess Ling, and her royal highness is very happy. She is also the God of flowers. If she continues to attract so much attention, she may set up a lot of enemies. It's better to rest here and watch others fight and dance.

The first one to go up is a woman in a blue robe. She has a delicate face and a tall body. Her exquisite figure is drawn by her clothes. Her charming eyes will give off a charming light.

This woman has attracted the attention of fengqingyao. She has never seen such a brilliant person at a normal dinner party. She is different from others. She is proud of herself, and almost ignores the emperor.

"Xinya visits my aunt and wishes her a long life." The woman's voice is affectionate, toward the high seat of the Empress Dowager slightly blessing body, mouth shouting, is the aunt.

Feng Qingyao then remembered what the identity of this woman, the Pang family Pang Xinya, was. However, there was a famous talented man in the capital. Her father was a branch of the Pang family. Though far less talented than Pang Yong, she was a Taifu for several years. Pang Xinya was his daughter.

This woman named Pang Xinya, since she arrived at Jiji, the threshold of Taifu mansion was almost broken by her relatives.