Chapter 672: Feng Lintian (Treasure)

Nie Wushuang looked at the smile on his face, shaking his hands slightly. She hated people for making fun of her with old things. The love and hate between her and Xiao Fengqing can only be slandered by these two words?
"His Royal Highness, come here, this palace has something to tell you." She smiled at Jing Wang Yanran and waved to him.
Jing Wang looked at Nie Wushuang, who was pale but still beautiful, but couldn't help laughing, slowly walking up to the jade steps, and said, "Is the queen mother so figured out so quickly? Want to return to Ben king?"
He walked to Nie Wushuang, and his eyes were frivolous. Nie Wushuang's smile remained unchanged. Suddenly, her hands rose quickly, and she slapped her palm on Jing's face.
There was a crisp sound, and the five claw marks suddenly appeared on the face of Jing Wangru Baiyu's handsome face. Everyone stayed. Nie Wushuang sneered again and again: "This slap was given to you by His Royal Highness Rui Rui, who died. Is he such a mean man you can stigmatize?"
King Jing reached out and brushed his hot cheek. Nie Wushuang's slap was so heavy that the blood smell spread in his mouth. He spit a saliva, and then looked at Nie Wushuang with a smile.
"Good fight." He laughed softly, but Yan Qiu, who was holding Nie Wushuang cold with cold eyes, felt cold. She had never seen such a mild smile on this gentle, spring-like face.
He looked at Nie Wushuang, full of anger in the beautiful eyes in front of him, and grabbed her arm with a fierce smile, cold smile: "Nie Wushuang, you demon girl. Today, the king wants to see how arrogant you are!"
His hands were so strong that Nie Wushuang only felt that his arm was about to be pinched, but she had always been stubborn, only clenching her lips without saying a word. Yan Qiu rushed to the side and tried to drag Jing Wang away. Jing Jing didn't say a word, patted her heart with a palm. Yan Qiu felt that a huge force slammed into his heart, vomiting blood, and the person was dropped aside.
"Yan Qiu!" Nie Wushuang exclaimed, and the man had been dragged into the temple by King Jing. The rebels behind King Jing immediately surrounded the Ganlu Hall.
The gate was closed, and Nie Wushuang was also pushed to the ground by King Jing. The pain came from the feet, and Nie Wushuang couldn't help supporting his lower abdomen, and a cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
King Jing searched the Ganlu Temple with his eyes, and said to the guards behind him, "Search for my king!"
A wolf-like guard behind him immediately responded with a bang and searched the Ganlu Temple. Nie Wushuang stared at the beautiful eyes and watched them scurrying around in the Ganlu Hall, wondering what they were looking for. Jing Jing faced her uneasy beautiful eyes, smiled a little, walked to her, and flicked her jaw with her fingers: "If you want to live, be good, this king may look at you so beautifully, so I will accept it for you It ’s Xiaoyan. "
Nie Wushuang heard his insults, but sneered, and his eyes were scornful: "Do you think you can escape? The emperor will see you in the suburbs of Beijing and immediately send an army into the palace."
King Jing just laughed, and the inattentiveness on Jun's face caused a great deal of uneasiness in Nie Wushuang's heart.
"Even if the emperor now finds that the king is not in the outskirts of Beijing, he will never know that he has broken into the palace. And the four doors in the palace have been closed. He dares not to attack the palace easily. "He said unhurriedly.
The more Nie Wushuang listened, the more cold sweat came from behind. Jing Jing said everything, he simply came prepared. Just what exactly does he want to do?
"What the ... what do you want?" Nie Wushuang uttered this sentence, Mei Mu stared at Jing Wang.
"What the do I want to do?" Jing Wang looked at her shameless face and laughed suddenly: "What I want is very simple, it is just a treasure that Xiao Fengyi never thought of!"
Nie Wushuang heard the words suddenly. Treasure? !! What treasure?
Is it not the throne that King Jing planned for so long? Just what treasure?
King Jing looked at Nie Wushuang's doubtful expression and smiled slightly: "It doesn't matter if I tell you, what King wants is the treasure that should be buried in the secret place for hundreds of years. A treasure rich to the enemy!
Nie Wushuang looked at the madness in his eyes, and felt a sense of absurdity in his heart. Treasure? As a prince, he was born rich and rich, but what kind of treasure did he want? She wanted to laugh, and the turbulence of her heart was rising, she could not help vomiting.
The King of Jing looked at her wolf howl and didn't help her, but just sneered: "What's the taste of this poisoning? Do you think you can catch the stupid poisoning female officer and get rid of the poison in this body?"
Nie Wushuang vomited and her tears were falling. She resisted the discomfort between her chest and abdomen, wiped the cold sweat on her face, and chuckled: "Poisoning in this palace, do you think you can make this palace come into being? You can't escape this palace, even if the treasure of the sky is in front of you, you can't enjoy it! "
King Jing just sneered. He watched the guards turn the Ganlu Hall to the bottom, but still found nothing, and he couldn't help glances over the irritability. He no longer cares about Nie Wushuang, and hurried forward to ask.
Nie Wushuang struggled to get up, sat on the chair, and watched a group of people frantically searching in the Ganlu Hall. At this moment, the side door of the palace quietly opened, and Yan Qiu flashed in. She turned pale and rushed to Nie Wushuang, holding her hand in horror and anxiety: "Mother, how are you doing?"
Nie Wushuang was touched, and held her: "It's all right. How about you?"
"Slave is all right." Yan Qiu endured the pain in her heart. King Jing was impatient. He suddenly saw Yan Qiu sneaking in, suddenly pulled out his sword, and sneered: "There are always so many people who are not afraid of death!"
Nie Wushuang felt a cold heart and hugged Yan Qiu tightly: "You are not allowed to hurt her!"
Jing King's eyes glanced over Sen Leng: "It's okay not to hurt her, you should be good to my king!" He turned and strode away, urging the guards to quickly search.
Nie Wushuang looked at Ganlu Temple, which was already a mess, and his eyes were starting to anger. Yan Qiu held Nie Wushuang's hand with a cold hand, and whispered, "Mother, what should I do?"
Nie Wushuang only felt confused and clueless. How to do? It seemed that King Jing was prepared, and he would not return empty-handed without finding the so-called treasure.
She thought for a long time before whispering: "The plan is to inform the emperor. Don't worry about the palace, and immediately break into the palace, otherwise the king will escape."

Update one more today, the next one ... Let me write again tomorrow, not necessarily guaranteed to update.