Chapter 649: Feng Lintian (52)

Nie Wu's double-faced color is as white as snow, and he no longer cares about grabbing Jin's hand: "You ... what the have you seen?" There was a cramp in my heart, and a voice in my heart called over and over again: He was there, He was on the ground and never left. Just as she was guarding the empty tombs of those three years, she did not know that she had kept him for three years, and he had kept her for three years.
She didn't understand why he didn't come out to meet her. Xiao Fengqing, who had taken her company by her life and death, Xiao Fengqing, who had been so violent that made her love and hate, Xiao Fengqing who always talked about her and loved her deeply.
He used his departure to complete her life's stability, to complete her flesh and blood together ...
Tears rolled down unknowingly, and Jin Wangxu watched her weeping in front of him without concealment, and a little doubt grew in her mind: "He, didn't die?"
He opened his eyes wide and looked at the dark color on the face of Nie Wushuang and Yang. He could not help taking a sip of air conditioning and stepped back: "Five brother, he is not dead?"
Nie Wushuang wiped away his tears, knowing that he could no longer hide King Jin, and slowly nodded: "He is not dead. The emperor secretly pardoned him. But for the whole world, he is already dead."
The pain in his heart was beyond words, and he drank two glasses of poisonous wine for her. At that moment, he was determined to never see her again. Since then, he has traveled all over the world, but never wants to come to her again.
Jin Wang Dingding looked at Nie Wushuang and finally said, "I'm going to him!"
He said he turned around and left quickly, having forgotten to enter the palace today to tell her that he had the evidence of the rebellion and rebellion among the kings, and that evidence was in the hands of the mysterious man-Xiao Fengqing!
The water mist in Nie Wushuang's eyes was diffused, and he took a step forward, but did not know how to summon the King who had hurriedly left.
"The queen mother, your highness must have known that her mother was in danger, so she entered the capital." Yang Zhi said slowly.
Nie Wushuang turned his head and looked at Yang Zhi, as if asking him and asking himself: "Will he come to see me? Why didn't he come to me for three years? I kept him for three years, but ... why did he have to To do this? "
"Because Her Royal Highness knows that the Niangniang loves the Emperor." Yang Zhi looked at Nie Wushuang, all eyes were stunned: "His Royal Highness finally understood what to let go."
"Yes." Nie Wushuang looked at the palace palace outside and murmured, "He is still so selfish, he let go, but I feel more pain."
He let go, and there was always something in her heart that was painful. But if he doesn't let go to take her to swim with the rivers and lakes, what kind of state of mind should she be? Will you look at the direction of Ying Jing from the mountains and rivers, the love and hate she once had, the son and the man she loves.
What choices seem wrong, and what kind of endings are not perfect.
So he made a choice for her and then domineeringly made another choice for her.
When Yang saw her look stunned, she tried to persuade her but kept silent.
The man who flew the evil charm made her eternal life unable to forget him in the last tragic way. Let her cry for him and laugh for him after many years. So isn't it a kind of existence, a kind of ubiquitous being that cannot be eradicated.
The wind was so strong that Yinfengtai was completed long ago, but the huge palace was always sealed. No one can set foot in it, because the past events completely sealed the palace, and the untouchable past cannot be uncovered.
The wind swept over the Ganlu Temple, Nie Wushuang closed his eyes, tears rolled down, and his nose seemed to be able to smell the faint and bitter fragrance of Du Ruo, and the evil eyebrows were so vivid that they broke into her life and lasted forever Won't leave ...
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Ying Jing's night was silent, a dark shadow quickly swept across the roofs, and the floor fell silent, but behind him he was closely followed by a few dark shadows. Yueming is like a mirror, and Qinghui seems to have killed a little more because of this chase.
The previous black shadow flew across the eaves and finally came to an open space. He stunned his body shape, the cold light between his hands like a rainbow, and stabbed the dark shadow behind him fiercely.
A few snoring sounds, the two shadows that could not avoid it fell over her heart and fell.
"Let's die!" The shadow's leader, Mori, sighed coldly, and suddenly a few shadows hiding somehow appeared like ghosts, and surrounded the group who had just shot and killed.
"The people in Qiushuige are indeed well-deserved." The black shadow smiled coldly, and he wore a silver mask on his face, which was carved into the shape of an eagle's head, which sharpened his features and sharp charms. He looked through the mask and gradually surrounded them. It was the killers. It really was the first killer organization in the rivers and lakes. No matter how he hid, they all followed like a dog nose. Just now, Asi led them away. , I did not expect that they were caught up halfway.
"Since you know it is Qiushuige's person, please be obedient to death!" Qiushuige's chief said coldly.
Xiao Fengqing caressed the sword in his hand, and a thin smile lingered on his thin lips: "Qiu Shui Ge pursues and kills all the way, as if he hasn't hurt one of his hairs, but he has broken a few good hands. The people who died were you Right? "
The sharp irony slowly filled Qiu Shuige's killers with a deep anger.
"What? The facts are very hurting?" Xiao Fengqing looked at the murderous pressure from the oppression through his mask and laughed wildly.
"Let's die!" Qiu Shuige's head sighed angrily, and the sword disease in his hand pierced Xiao Fengqing's heart like lightning.
Xiao Fengqing's eyes narrowed for a moment, his pupils tightened sharply, and a "ding" sound, he had opened a sword that had to be killed.
"Province yourself. Assassination, you Qiu Shui Ge still have to come to me to learn." Xiao Fengqing laughed. The killers stared at each other, whispered and shouted at the same time, people stood up, the sword light in their hands bloomed like fireworks, whistling away towards Xiao Fengqing. Xiao Fengqing burst into anger and yelled. The sword move in his hand changed suddenly and turned into thousands of sword shadows. The person is also a huddle and a hustle and bustle. The killer's joint effort suddenly lost sight and landed. About to go again.
A clear voice suddenly came from the tree: "Shame! Several people bully one!"