Chapter 263

Feng Su only felt that she was grabbed by something on her wrist. She could only watch her blood rush out. In his previous life, Mo Qiyun fought for the throne, and later he took the princess of Nanzhao. The two countries entered into marriage. Naturally, there was no war. She originally thought that Mo Qiyun was afraid of the power of Fengfu, so she was executed regardless of her affection.

But now, Feng Su seems to know something. No wonder Mo Qiyun is so scared, and his father's ambition is so big. The blood of the legitimate daughter is opened, which is clearly a blood sacrifice. No wonder my father gave her the Fengfu array and the secret method since she was very young. Feng Su can't help but smile bitterly. She looks back at Lian Gong Jin, with a smile similar to crying on her face. Even palace brocade kneels on the ground, eyes blood red, silver ghost face don't know when has been thrown to the ground, this invincible man crazy like to break away, one side drags his general, handsome as fairy face is full of tears. What Feng Su saw before she fainted was such a scene. Somehow, she suddenly felt tired. She closed her eyes and a drop of crystal tears ran down the corner of her eyes.

The scene suddenly changed. The army of the Northern Qi Dynasty was in the ice cellar. At the same time, the burning pain was transferred to the army of Nanzhao. The man who practiced witchcraft vomited blood immediately. His body fell to the ground as if it had been struck by thunder. He kept shaking, vomited blood and died.

The commander of Nanzhao looked at all this in horror. He almost turned around and ran away. However, the devil like man suddenly turned his eyes to him. Before the commander of Nanzhao had time to speak, he had come to him like a ghost. The cold light and blood light splashed everywhere. The commander of Nanzhao had never thought that he was so cruel and cut off his limbs directly.

Before he fainted, he heard even Gong Jin's cold voice, and his face stained with blood could see the blood flowing in the sun. Then the deputy general, who dared to come, immediately tied up the commander of Nanzhao. Nanzhao soldiers were vulnerable, but in a moment, they were all down. Lian Gong Jin looked at the soldiers of Nanzhao coldly, reached out and grabbed the silver ghost face on the ground. His blood red eyes were full of crazy hatred: "kill!"

His hand fell, and before the 150000 Nanzhao army could react, his head fell to the ground. The bright red blood flowed out instantly and dyed the whole earth red. One side of the deputy general looked at the cruel means of even palace brocade, immediately startled. At this time, Lian Gongjin sent someone to the place where Fengsu had just sacrificed his blood, but there was no one, except the purple bracelets scattered over the ground. Even the temple brocade palm suddenly clenches the long gun, in the throat sends out the roar sound of the beast injured.

Wei Zheng, standing on one side, could not help crying. All the soldiers could not help taking off their armor and looking at the place silently. Waiting for the night to fall, the gate of Yancheng is closed. Yejing Liang rushes to Yancheng with all her dust, and immediately asks, "what's the matter with her?"

Lian Gongjin's face was very calm under the light of the candle. He raised his head and his eyes were calm. His face was as white as paper and had a strange luster. Night Jing Liang also want to open his mouth, listen to him lightly spit out a word: "out of the night plume."

Night Jing Liang was shocked. He looked at him in disbelief and hardly knew him. He almost couldn't help holding his hands on the table with a dignified look: "Lian Gongjin, are you crazy?"

"Send out the night plume." Even the palace brocade lip petal gently opens, repeats these four words. There is no temperature between the words. Night Jing Liang can't help but be frightened, he almost wants to grasp the shoulder of Lian Gong Jin to shake to wake him up. In fact, he did the same. Lian Gong Jin looked at him indifferently. He held the palm of his shoulder, and his eyes were angry. Night Jing cool suddenly feel bad, see even palace brocade already a palm to his heart mercilessly. Night Jing cold face color change, hurriedly back, all of a sudden was photographed out of the account, bones and muscles were interrupted, suddenly coughed up a big mouthful of blood.

The night Jing Liang couldn't stop him. He saw that he had led a group of ghost faced men in red robes and blood to attack Nanzhao border town quickly. It is said that the people of Nanzhao witch lived here. The night Jing Liang looked at this scene in despair.

On this night, the soldiers of the Northern Qi Dynasty looked at the border of Nanzhao from afar, only to feel frightened. Wei Zheng knelt down on one knee, as if in worship, with deep admiration in his eyes. That kind of scream sounds like the howling of hungry wolves in the middle of the night.

About half an hour later, Lian Gong Jin came back with a group of ghost dressed men step by step. The guards in the barracks of the Northern Qi Dynasty were almost so scared that they knelt on the ground on the spot, and the bloody liquid came out of them. Liangong brocade doesn't care to go back to the house. The sharp point of the sword marks the road on the ground. The night Jing Liang sees him approach, can't help a long sigh, the eye ground almost burst out fire. However, he didn't say anything, he could only retreat.

In the next half month, Lian Gongjin constantly sent people to look for Fengsu's trace. After a week's sleep, he personally took people to look for her. However, there is no trace. It seems that time has never seen such a person. Even Gong Jin seems to have hurt his body, coughing one after another, and his face becomes more and more pale. The generals could not bear it and volunteered to search for him. Night Jing Liang tried every means to dissuade, but it had no effect. Even the palace brocade whole person seems to have lost the soul general, only leave the walking corpse, support his persistence of faith, just find Feng su.

Yejing Liangshi couldn't see him, so he suddenly grabbed him: "even Gongjin, you are crazy. Even if you don't cherish yourself, you have to think about Fengsu, who killed her. Don't you want to take revenge?"Even the temple brocade Zheng Zheng ground looks at him, hears the last sentence, the eye suddenly erupts sharp cold light. His expression was cold, like a monster climbing out of hell, showing his ferocious claws and teeth. Lian Gong Jin suddenly clenched the sword in his hand and went back to the camp without saying a word.

At this time, soldiers came to report. Lian Gongjin strode out of the camp. Nanzhao army was defeated, so the emperor of Nanzhao could only be a man with his tail between his legs. The emperor sent envoys to call Lian Gongjin back to Beijing. Even the palace brocade palm tightly grasps the imperial edict, the facial expression is calm, can't see the slightest clue.

The general who sent the order was frightened, but he felt a little chilly all over. Night Jing cool silent ground sighed a tone, at the moment of connect Temple brocade just like a headstrong wild animal. Anyone who has a little relationship with Feng Su, even Gong Jin will be cut off mercilessly. It's crazy. Night Jing Liang can't help laughing, but there is no excuse to stop.

Even he did not understand how the cunning and selfish woman could do such a heroic thing as to die for her country. It's incredible. Night Jing Liang fingers unconsciously clench, heart pain unbearable.