Phoenix and Dragon

Mrs. Wu Yun put on airs for a long time, and at this moment she finally showed some signs of collapse. She seemed to look at Li Mingyuan for help, but she only saw deeper doubts and inexplicable expressions in Li Mingyuan's eyes. It landed on another person, stunned for a moment, and became hysterical after realizing it: "Lan Cai!"

Invisibility, shutting up and hiding and pretending to be dumb is not what we do after all, Boss Lan finally couldn't hide anymore, so he had to show his face.

He was riding a tiger, tied and dragged by Qin Feng, witnessing things that he should not have known, but he found out that Jing Yi was still in Beijing.

When he summoned Jing Yi away, he said, "The assassination of the emperor requires the protection of the world's genius doctor in Beijing", but now I think it is nonsense.

Qin Feng had no plans to spare, and he used all the tricks and tricks that he had done every step of the way earlier, obviously just to wait for this moment!

On the one hand, they are pinching themselves in their hands, and on the other hand, they are forcing Jing Yi to stay in Beijing. The means of mutual restraint are clever.

Lan Cai was so sad that no one could tell, so she could only pretend to be indifferent under disappointment: "Master has already informed you of his intentions, and I hope you will hide your strength and bide your time to avoid his edge, but you are the one who refused to listen. "

Mrs. Wu Yun wanted to say something, but was blocked by Qin Feng with a wave of his hand.

"Madam Wuyun is very interested in reminiscing about the old days, but I don't have much time." Qin Feng smiled slightly, and glanced at the sky outside intentionally or unintentionally, but Madam Wuyun suddenly turned her head to look at him, her hands trembling unconsciously flick.

Qin Feng walked back to Mrs. Wuyun, touched his cuff, after a while, he took out a newly transcribed booklet, and handed it to her: "Some things, you may still want an answer... This is the one you bombarded with." What he couldn't find even when he fell into the Jiangling embankment and flooded the village was the last thing he wanted to keep."

Mrs. Wuyun frowned, her tense expression fluctuated several times in surprise, her lips moved slightly, but she didn't say a word, but just snatched the not-so-thin book.

The ink in the book is obviously very new, some of the handwriting is scrawled, and the ink on the back has not dried completely in Jiangling's wet and cold winter.

Mrs. Wu Yun's face was shocked when she turned the first page, she turned faster and faster, and after a while, she suddenly turned to the end.

Familiar names and past events became clearer and clearer with the newly transcribed ink, but her voice was sour as if she couldn't bear it anymore: "So it's like this... So it's like this!"

Qin Feng's expression was calm, without any wind or waves: "I will treat you as if you retaliated for the matter of Liu's Village in Jiangling. The world does not need legends about ghosts and gods. It is enough to remember natural disasters."

Mrs. Wu Yun grasped the booklet tightly with both hands, and said coldly, "What else?"

"I could turn a blind eye to the matter of the Shanhe Society, but the children in Jiangling City are innocent. Since you are inhumane, it is inevitable that I will use my hands to do justice for the sky."

Mrs. Wu Yun's face became more cold, she gritted her teeth and said, "Continue~"

"You secretly manipulated the nobles of the barbarians, provoked their greed and fighting spirit, and tried to trap the Central Plains in a disaster... Your idea is very good, but it is a pity that you are too impatient. No one else, if you can simply and decisively To intercept and kill Prince Su as soon as possible, now that there is no general in the court, the army has already been defeated like a mountain; or if you are more gentle and willing to endure a few more years of patience, it is also a good plan to wait for Prince Su and the emperor's brother to completely turn against each other and kill each other with a knife... You didn't even wait. "

Mrs. Wu Yun smiled triumphantly: "Oh? What else?"

Qin Feng smoothed his sleeves that were slightly wrinkled from taking things just now, and smiled: "No more."

"Really?" Mrs. Wu Yun's smile froze for a moment, and then quickly changed to outright malice, "Don't you ask how your mother, Princess Pingyang, died?"

The flickering light of the firewood shone on Mrs. Wu Yun's face, and that face, which was still as well maintained as a person of about forty, looked plain and hideous at the moment: "It is obvious that she is only the daughter of a minister, why is it just because the whole family is dead?" Can I be a princess?! And I am obviously a descendant of the orthodox royal family! But the barbarians who are nesting in that tiger and wolf den are doing everything possible to get what should belong to me?! Why?!"

Qin Feng didn't respond.

On the contrary, Li Mingyuan, who had been standing beside them and listened for a long time, suddenly heard about this, and coldly cleared his eyes: "What did you say?!"

Mrs. Wu Yun narrowed her eyes at him, and threw the booklet she had just grasped on the low table behind her with a slap, and said with anger: "Yes! It's me! I just want her to taste it. Home is not home, country is not country, I just want her children to experience ups and downs like I did when I was young, and lose all the glory of glory!"

Li Mingyuan frowned, and suddenly thought of those young children who were dying in the cages, or whose human nature was like walking corpses.

When he thought that Qin Feng was probably one of those children many years ago, he felt furious for no reason: "You madman!"

Mrs. Wu Yun chuckled: "Yes, I'm a lunatic! You are... Li Mingyuan, the son of Prince Su?"

Shizi snorted coldly, but didn't respond.

Mrs. Wuyun smiled on the surface: "In this world, who is not a lunatic? Maybe you will find out one day that you are also a lunatic?"

Li Mingyuan paused: "What do you mean?"

Mrs. Wu Yun squinted her eyes and looked at Li Mingyuan. Li Mingyuan also looked at her calmly, and found that there was an ominous fire in her eyes.

She suddenly broke into a smile, because the smile bloomed too quickly, and the aging face that could not bear the redundant expression for a long time finally suddenly got wrinkles.

"Do you really think that I will sit here defenseless and let you yellow-mouthed children make trouble?"

Li Mingyuan suddenly held his breath.

"There's something wrong with that incense!"

But it was too late, Li Mingyuan's face turned pale, as if he felt a sudden dizziness.

The empty hall suddenly fell silent, and the sound of firewood burning came and went.

The sound of intermittent footsteps approaching from all directions suddenly, Li Mingyuan looked under the high platform vaguely, and found that the situation under the stage had suddenly changed at some point - Bing Yong holding a long knife did not know when. Surprisingly, it has already surrounded this place. Behind each shadow guard with swords stood four or five soldiers with spears and spears in their hands. The two shadow guards with bows were also surrounded by more than a dozen people, motionless.

Even Lan Cai had two crossbows aimed at him, causing Boss Lan to sullenly sullenly and frown, but he could not act rashly.

Among the crowd, there was only one person with a spherical figure, who was still wearing an official uniform.

Cai Ren, governor of Ezhou!How could you forget this grandson!

Shizi gritted his teeth, he just wanted to use the round human flesh dumpling as a cuju, but also thought that if it was a time of war, with this person, he would be able to open a steamed stuffed bun shop for three days without oil.

Seeing Li Mingyuan's complexion changed slightly, Mrs. Wuyun's smile became wider and wider, but she ignored him and walked slowly towards Qin Feng, who had been silent since just now, "Everyone thought your mother died of cold, I'm afraid even the hospital's That pile of idiots also think so... Ha ha... That kind of fragrance is produced in the Western Regions, I worked hard to obtain that little bit, and it will be even less after refining it into fragrant medicine. Ma'am, I picked a sweet one for it. The name is called 'Hundred Days Red', people are not happy for a thousand days, flowers are not red for a hundred days, your mother burns this incense medicine in the room day and night to calm the nerves, and you will not feel it for a day or two, but such a hundred days, the fragrance The poison of the medicine goes from the skin to the bone marrow bit by bit, and the medicine is not as good as the stone...how, does it match your mother's image of a heroine?"

Qin Feng looked at him quietly with no expression on his face, the fingers hidden in the sleeves pinched out the joints, and then let go again unconsciously, showing a sarcasm smile calmly: "Then your current Xiangli have what?"

Mrs. Wu Yun proudly raised her hand, facing the high platform from a distance, made a gesture that only Cai Ren could understand, signaling him to go out and guard, and then said triumphantly to Qin Feng: "What's wrong with you? You young child, you don't need to be so cautious about dealing with your dead mother... It's just a fan, it's just a fragrance, I'm sorry you have been away from my subordinates for many years, if you can have a few more years, you should be trained to be able to deal with it This thing is unresponsive."

Qin Feng chuckled: "I made a mistake, be taught."

Mrs. Wuyun smiled with her hands behind her back, and walked up to him, and in her hand was a curved short knife used only by barbarian women, which was placed on Qin Feng's neck: "Do you think you almost succeeded? But I always feel that since you have already stepped into the Pear Garden with both feet thoroughly, if you don’t accompany you to sing this sonorous play, you won’t be able to take advantage of your debut status... Now, what else do you have? want to say?"

Li Mingyuan was still standing behind him, staring at the front calmly.

Qin Feng was as stiff as a tree, with a knife resting on his neck. The sharp blade had already cut through the delicate skin between his neck. He seemed to be unaware of the pain, and he was still in the mood to gossip with Mrs. Wu Yun: "I still want to Please understand."

Mrs. Wu Yun's stern smile was full of murderous intent, and her eyes sank: "Say!"

Qin Fengtaohua's eyes were bright: "After killing me, will the news be sent back to the capital?"

Mrs. Wu Yun didn't expect that he would still be in the mood to ask such a question under such circumstances, but she frowned and said, "Of course!"

Qin Feng smiled: "I guess... the capital has already arranged an unprecedented big show, and the news that I have been dealt with, or the news that the son has been controlled is convincing, this show will have a grand opening... But, the person who started the gong, The role of the finale will not be Madam you."

Mrs. Wu Yun was furious when she heard the words, the knife in her hand became a little heavier, and bright red blood flowed out along the blade: "What do you want to say?!"

"Ma'am, your fragrance is too strong." Qin Feng laughed, "People who overuse their eyes all the year round will go blind, and those who overuse their ears all the year round will become deaf. When people are always blinded by a natural judgment, You will lose the most basic vigilance... You have used all kinds of incense all year round to guard against this and that, have you never thought that your sense of smell will lose its function one day?"

Mrs. Wu Yun was shocked.

Qin Feng smiled, and confronted her without fear in his eyes: "After a long time, the old land of Middle-earth has changed, and you can still smell whether your fragrance is a thousand-day goodness, or is it Hundred-day red? If you can't smell it, then who wants you to only have hundred-day red since you left the barbarians?"

As if she finally understood what he was saying, Mrs. Wu Yun was shocked.

Qin Feng smiled again: "The person who planned the big show in the capital had already guessed the ambition you placed on that chair. Do you know why he just 'too late' to stop you when you blew up the embankment to divert the river water back? Why, am I the one who came to Jiangling in the end? And do you know why, he clearly knows your thoughts, but he still wants to send Prince Su's son to you, and warn you like a face-to-face warning?...Bai Yuncanggou, you are eager for quick success and do whatever you want You have been tabooed by him for a long time, so why do you think that he will indulge you endlessly? Do you only rely on that family tree that has long been buried under the deserted village?"

Mrs. Wu Yun's face turned pale for a while, and she said angrily: "Stop talking!"

Qin Feng looked calm: "In fact, when you didn't need any help in Jiangling, you already understood..."

As if it was the last straw that broke the camel's back, Mrs. Wuyun's voice was completely uncontrollable and sharp, and she began to wave her hands uncontrollably: "I have told you not to say any more!"

This is the moment.

Qin Feng shot suddenly, exchanged a brief look with Li Mingyuan who was not far away, and retreated and attacked one after the other.The sonorous knife shadow pierced the golden white cold light at night, the strength was accurate enough to sweep across the world, and even more enough to penetrate the not-so-thick chest of an aging woman.

The dark cloud would happen without warning, and subconsciously tried to cover the suddenly cold heart, but only covered the scalding blood and the cold and sharp knife that came out of the heart.

Her hand felt a bone-piercing pain one step ahead of her feeling, and she was unable to hold the originally aggressive dagger, and as soon as she let go, the dagger, which was fairly well-made, slumped to the ground.

She didn't close those eyes that opened wide suddenly, but felt that the cold world gradually lost all warmth and light in the dizziness.

The author has something to say: I have recently fallen into a difficult choice, and I really like the two articles I am going to write, but I don’t know which one to write first.

Mo Mo’s hand speed really can’t support dual-playing. Since I’ve done double-playing before, I can only give priority to this article. Now I’m really worried about why there are so many pitfalls in my mind...

Those who read the text are welcome to go and have a look at the newly opened copy, see which one you like more, and ask for advice.

Speaking of it, I just found out... After clicking the favorite author, there is a very interesting function, that is, you can see how many articles the author has in the background, including completed, serialized, locked, self-locked, and open copywriting and non-open copywriting.

Babies who have collected Moumo, you can go and have a look, the number of Moumo is definitely a surprise (Bah! The shock is almost the same)

I hope that I will only leave texts and no pitfalls in my lifetime.

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