Chapter 633:

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Feng Zhiwei's fingers trembling with a knife.
"You kill him, kill me first!" Qihua ran over and opened her hands in front of Xin Ziyan. "Sisters are in the back hall, three feet of white silk in one hand! You killed the brother-in-law, everyone is in you Hang in front! Let you kill, let you kill, let you kill!"
Feng Zhiwei bowed his head and watched the woman's burning eyes, remembering the fat body in that day's prison, full of corpses, remembering the golden flowers who carried the corpse, hating the spitting spit .
The world's grudges are the most difficult to solve.
At this point, she already knew Ning Yi’s intentions. He did not intend to entangle her with this matter, nor did he intend to protect Xin Ziyan from the copper walls and iron walls. He would never dare to show his head. It seems to have been letting, but she is attacking her heart, hitting her inner weakness, and can't breathe.
And she, knowing his thoughts, was really suffocating her breath.
The person who knows you best in the world is not your enemy. He has to be an enemy. He used to be a lover.
Behind the door of the hall, she heard Zong Chen sigh.
"Xin Ziyan." She whispered for a while, "You said you were exploited by someone and wrongly killed King Helian, who is that person? Don't tell me it's Mei Duo, she's not worthy."
Ning Yi looked back at him immediately, and it seemed very eager to know.
Xin Ziyan turned his face blank, but shook his head slowly for a while, "No, she helped me take revenge, maybe I also used my mind, but I am in her condition and can't say."
"You're so stubborn." Feng Zhiwei didn't expect him to be so stubborn at this time, and his tone was good.
"Mr. Xin." Ning Yi's tone was also a little hesitant. "Why are you clever, why are you so confused in this matter? That person didn't help you revenge at all, but wanted to use you to start Wei Zhi and Helian Zheng. What secrets does the person use to keep him? Have you thought about it? Now that you haven't succeeded, the other party may kill you?"
"Why kill me and kill my mouth?" Xin Ziyan reached out and pointed to the corpses of the outer hall. "Aren't they specifically trying to protect me? Many of these people sacrificed for me. How can I sell her?"
Feng Zhiwei was startled. Wasn't the group of black guards and brown men just under Ning Yi?
"Protect you?" Ning Yi sneered. "I just arrived. I took the guard and entered the back hall directly from the back door. He tied you up and hid in this wall. The group of people came sneaking with swords and swords. Wei Zhi arrived when he was about to follow up the back hall. They were forced to turn around to meet the enemy—I don’t think they might want to save you. Bacheng wanted to kill the mouth, but found that my guard was protecting you. To defend the enemy for you, I hope you are grateful for keeping your mouth shut, and the people's hearts are weird. You have to think too simple!"
Xin Ziyan was there, his eyes changed, and he seemed to think of a little doubt. After a long sigh, Feng Zhiwei thought he was finally going to say that he didn't want him to shake his head, saying, "No, no."
Feng Zhiwei pointed his sword long, and the blade of the sword was so eye-catching, Xin Ziyan closed his eyes bitterly and said, "I swear to her last time in the Luojiaoshan cave, if you reveal her identity, then Ahua ...The bones of the underground are restless..."
Feng Zhiwei and Ning Yi's eyes lit up at the same time.
This sentence seems to be rejected, in fact, it should be said, already said.
In the Luojiaoshan cave, some traces must have been left.
Ning Yi turned her face and looked at Feng Zhiwei.
The Jinhuas grabbed Baiya and ran to the wall, squeezing it in a circle and protecting it in front of Xin Ziyan. They all cried with red eyes.
The father of the Xin family silently wiped tears, and vaguely said to his son: "Resign, resign..."
Xin Ziyan closed his eyes without a word, his eyes slowly shed long traces of water.
Feng Zhiwei did not take Ning Yi's gaze.
Close your eyes.
Raise the hand holding the knife slowly.
"Hey!"
The snow flashed in the dim inner hall, and the long sword slashed!
In the distance, the sunset fell quietly on the top of Huzhuo Snow Mountain, reflecting the crystal light thousands of miles away. I didn't know where the long and majestic tone blew up, blowing the last afterglow.
The winter in the grassland is gloomy and magnificent, and it is endlessly in the horizon of the far-reachers.
"Return to the king's court tonight." Zong Chen looked at the shadow of Potala's second house not far in front of him. "The court ambassador is ten miles behind us. We are in time to arrive the night before them."
Feng Zhiwei nodded silently. She had recovered her yellow face and was thinner than before. Her chin was sharpened, which was in line with the image of "long-sick" Princess Feng Zhiwei.
"Is there any regret?" Zong Chen suddenly asked her.
Feng Zhiwei knew what he was referring to, and silently said for a long time: "His life is sent there first. I think Helian must also believe that killing the Lord is the real revenge."
The north wind blew over, and she raised the collar of Fox Fur a little higher, revealing only a pair of dark eyes.
On that day, a long knife in Xin's house chopped through the corner of Xin Ziyan's clothing, tens of cracked stones, like a ravine.
She exhausted all her energy, and announced that each other's grievances ended with this knife.
Immediately abandoning the sword and heading straight to the grassland, another team from the north of the mountain took over as the inspector. Slowly change a person's face to the face of his own. After more than 600 years, the Zong family has only one step further in the means of disguise, not to mention that this face was originally fake.
At night, a team of kings appeared silently in front, ushering her into the second house of Potala.
In the middle of the night, Potala’s second house is still awake, with bright lights inside and out, and Feng Zhiwei knows that this is the custom of Huzhuo. On the night before the burial, it illuminates the road of another world to those who are about to travel. .
She gathered the big cloister and walked silently toward the apse. The light of the butter lamp in the distance came, and her figure was long and lonely.
She had walked with Helian for every inch of land here, but she had never thought about it. Since leaving the grassland that year, the footprints of her peers have become awesome.
Five years later she came back and he was gone.
"Daughter-in-law!" The peony flower in a headscarf stood at the door, and when she saw her, she threw open her hands and flung over, "Zazalan was killed by me!"