Chapter 628

Mother is how to understand her, know that only take her own soul after death to swear poison, can make her in this difficult and painful road to go on.

If only her own life and death, she would have thrown it easily.

But I can't imagine my mother's soul sinking forever. I can't imagine my brother who died for herself. I still can't get rid of her after death.

What she owed them could not be owed endlessly from birth to death.

"Forget me..." A long time later, she sighed and fluttered away on the river like a butterfly.

"I forget you, it's my business." Ning Yi light way, "but I don't want you to forget me, even if hate."

"Do you want me to hate you, and you're doing it to herring?" Feng Zhiwei's words are as light as grass mustard, but as heavy as weight.

If you have doubts, ask, even if it is a hostile position, she should not confuse the established pace with hidden misunderstandings.

"No Rather chess answer also very simply, "know micro, you should not ask this sentence."

Feng Zhiwei turned her head and squinted at the burning sky. After a long time, she gently said, "but I'm sorry, there is xinziyan."

Yes, it's hostile after all.

She must kill Xin Ziyan, but he can't give up. What matters is not only that life, but also the confidence and loyalty of the king of Chu's camp to the master. If he can't even protect a loyal subordinate, how can we make many people return to their hearts?

Both of them are on target. If they don't, they have to strangle themselves first. It's like whether Ning Yi attacks Helian or not, she has to drink wine before leaving. Only when he withdraws from the center and is suspected by the emperor, can the plan of digging Huaqiong in 100000 mountains be stranded safely.

Feng Zhiwei squatted down, holding a handful of river water, facing Ning Yi open five fingers.

The clear river water quickly from her fingers, like a moment to slip away.

"The past is as long as the past." She said, "those who go can't go back, those who come can't be chased back. Only in this way can we give them to your highness at parting."

The current splashed down, never to return, she left the figure of thin and determined.

No one knows that moment of turning around, splash down in the crystal, there is her drop.

And he stood in silence, as if forward to the water leisurely.

The sun suddenly closed, and in a moment the sky turned overcast, and the snow fell on the black fur. In an instant, it was as thin as a young man with black eyebrows, who was covered with wind and frost on the earth.

I suddenly think of it in a trance.

Tomorrow, new year's Eve.

This year's Spring Festival, on the road to rush through.

The road is the road to the south of the mountain, not the north of the mountain.

On the seventh day of the first month, a group of carriages came in at the gate of leting mansion.

The carriage was very simple. It looked like an ordinary group of merchants. No one paid attention to it all the way to the gate of leting government.

Because during the new year's festival, the government office was not in office, the gate was closed, and the group of carriages stopped, and no one came out to inquire about the reception.

"Xin Ziyan lives here?" Feng Zhiwei lifted the car curtain and looked at the direction of the back house, looking cold and quiet.

"What are you going to do with it?" Zong Chen way, "so direct into the door?"

"Why not?" Feng Zhiwei light way, "old Xin is worth the most dignified death method, I want to tell him a clear and then finish."

She got out of the car, looked at the sky, and said, "huzhuo custom, the king's death, buried after forty-nine days, I want to rush over as soon as possible, and return to the grassland before the arrival of the imperial envoy. Otherwise, even if Feng knows that Princess Wei has been living in seclusion because of illness, there is no reason why she should not appear at the king's funeral."

Then she often went to the gate of the government office, politely filled the door administrator with silver, saying that it was a distant visitor visiting Master Xin. The official didn't ask much about it. The master had many guests, and usually there were people. The master was drunk all day, so it was not difficult to wait on her. After receiving the money, she let her in without asking more questions.

Feng Zhiwei is a little puzzled. She wants to settle accounts with Xin Ziyan. Ning Yi Pai Ming wants to save him. She thought she would be trapped by iron walls since she entered the city. She didn't want to enter the government office so easily.

She went straight to the back house of the government office. On that day, all the people in the mansion were lazy and empty. Feng Zhiwei went straight in and stopped at the big red gate connecting the government office and the back house. She took off her cloak and gave it to zongchen behind her.

When she took off her cloak, she was dressed in black and had three knives behind her!

There are two handles on the back of the shoulder, one on the left and the other on the back of the waist. They are grassland machetes.

Then she raised her hand and knocked.

The way she knocked seemed light and calm. However, under that knock, a big piece of the big red door was broken, and a large piece of thick wood planks fell down, splashing with dust and smoke.

In the smoke and dust, a few swords flashed out of the cave!

Feng Zhiwei deflected her head, and the sword brushed her cheek. At the same time, she raised her foot and kicked it. The whole door flew up and hit the guard behind the door.

The guards didn't see who was coming and had been knocked down by the head of the door.

At the moment of smashing, Feng Zhiwei drew his knife!The light of the knife, like snow, roared from the other side of the mountain. Like the son of King huzhuo who was fresh and angry on the long street that year, he led eight Biao to roar by.

"I've heard for a long time that the ladies of the rich families in the imperial capital are all quite different from the delicate and beautiful daughters of grassland. It's easy to meet one. Let me have a look."

"Pa!" Under a finger, the carriage glass broke.

"Pa!" Feng knows that the handle of the knife is reversed and the arc light shoots, which breaks the wrist of a person holding the knife.

Helian, Helian, this look is a lifetime away.

The sword is like a net in the sky. A group of people come from Hula yard. The swords form a huge net. The brilliance flows in the sunshine in winter.

Feng Zhiwei made a mistake with both hands, and with a clang sound, his double swords came out of the scabbard behind his shoulders, and flew up against the sword net stabbed by the other side. In the air, he kicked the tip of the sword and flipped like a windmill. When he fell down, his double swords spread horizontally, like a layer of pale white mist, and moved away soundlessly.

The jade palace of the golden palace is filled with the light white mist in the morning. He comes with a long blue robe, white jade on his forehead and a corpse in his hands.

"You are not allowed to bring the corpse of the poor master to the temple, are you?"

"Cha."

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