When Feng Qianshang followed Fu Xin and Feng Min back to the palace, she still felt it was unreal when she thought about what happened at the sacrificial ceremony. "Mother, what are those people talking about?"

Feng Min looked bad and scolded sharply, "Since you know it's nonsense, why are you still saying such things in front of me?"

Feng Qianshang was frightened by her attitude.

Feng Min closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and temporarily suppressed her emotions, "Okay, you have nothing to do here. You can go down first."

Feng Qianshang was full of doubts, but in the end she listened to Feng Min and left first.

At this time, only Feng Min and Fu Xin were left in the palace hall.

Fu Xin thought about the weirdness of today's ceremony and his eyes wandered, "How could this happen——"

Feng Min looked at him coldly, "What do you think?"

Fu Xin frowned, "How do I know?"

Facing Feng Min's gloomy eyes, Fu Xin had a thought in his mind, "Could it be——"

Feng Min's face was cold, and she clenched her fists silently, "Yes, she is back."

"..."

After waiting, no sound was heard. Feng Min turned her head and looked at him, her eyes surprisingly cold, "What are you going to do?"

Fu Xin said nothing.

Logically speaking, one should kill without hesitation.

But these days, when I think back to those days, I always get heart palpitations.

Feng Min saw his hesitation, a look of determination flashed in her eyes, and she sneered, "Since you can't make up your mind, let me help you make the decision."

Fu Xin paused slightly, "You, what are you going to do?"

"What to do? Oh, of course I have to kill her before she does it."

Fu Xin: "..."

Feng Min never heard his statement and sarcastically said, "You won't be so merciful now and want to back down!"

"Perhaps..." Fu Xin, "There is still room for change..."

"Fu Xin!"

Feng Min shouted his name.

Fu Xin turned around because of her words.

There was uncontrollable anger in Feng Min's eyes, "Fu Xin, are you interesting? You are now the king of the entire Nanyuan! You have all the rights, status, reputation, and dignity! But now, you are being pretentious towards me!

"

He took a few steps forward, looked directly into his eyes, and smiled even more sarcastically,

"What do you mean by saying these things now? What? Are you trying to tell me about your conscience? Oh, it's really ridiculous that your conscience has suddenly grown after so many years? Don't forget that you have been a killer, Ni

You were the one who stabbed my sister in the heart, you were the one who shot the arrow on Feng Yanyan, and you also imprisoned Feng Ming for ten years."

"Now, what did you tell me about a change in things? What change? Are you waiting here for her to kill us! Do you think she will let you go, or can she let me go?"

Fu Xin's complexion changed as he recalled all the past events. The hand on the table was clenched into a fist, and his lips were pursed into a line. "I remember, I will never forget."

Feng Min rubbed the ruby ​​​​on her hand, "You have already killed once, do you care about killing again?"

"..."

Feng Min looked at him condescendingly, her eyes cold and numb,

"Everything has already started, and the fight will not end. The only blame is that your arrow missed the target and did not kill her. Otherwise, there would be no trouble today."

Fu Xin said nothing.

That day, a fire broke out in the palace, but heavy snow fell in the sky, a rare heavy snow in decades.

When he learned that Feng Yanyan and Feng Ming had escaped from the palace, he led several groups of people and chased them.

In the middle of the dense forest, he shot a few arrows while chasing.

Feng Yanyan turned her head once.

For just a moment, she met his eyes.

It was obviously a dark night, but the snow on the ground illuminated the night brightly.

Unexpectedly, when he met those clear black and white yet stubborn eyes, his mind flashed, and the arrow he shot missed.

Later, he followed the blood trail to the cliff behind Wushan Mountain and brought back only Feng Ming.

He always thought that she would die in Wushan, but Feng Min told him with a cold face that no body was found at the foot of Wushan.

It was also from that moment that he knew that she might still be alive.

How many days and nights, he always dreamed of the scene of Xue Ye chasing him.

The glance back turned into a strong hatred that wrapped around and strangled him, leaving him breathless.

While he was talking, a guard hurried over and said, "King, the queen is in trouble, someone has invaded the palace."

"What!"

Feng Minhan walked out with a stern face. When he was approaching the door of the hall, he stopped and looked back at the person sitting stiffly in the main seat. "You'd better pray that I'm the one who comes back."

As soon as they left the main hall, they saw a group of people led by Feng Yanyan.

Da Wu Zhu also followed closely behind.

Feng Min stood on the high steps and looked down. The wind seemed to be filled with the smell of blood. She stared at the figure in the center of the crowd and smiled, "Yanyan, long time no see. I just went back to the palace, why bother?"

Such a battle."

Feng Yanyan stared indifferently, "If you commit suicide now, I can consider leaving your whole body."

The smile disappeared from Feng Min's face.

The north wind blew fiercely, howling like a roar in the dark night.

"There will not be a single imperial guard arriving at the palace today."

"I know," Feng Min twitched the corners of her lips, and her face regained its expression. She held her breath, "I never thought of counting on them."

He said and clapped his hands.

As if being summoned by her, the open space below the palace suddenly opened.

A stone path appeared, and a large number of people wearing red armor poured out.

The person standing at the front of the crowd, wearing a green-faced fang mask, performed Qing Kung Fu and knelt down on one knee in front of Feng Min, "Queen."

"Hongying, kill them."

"yes."

Hongying stood up and shook the bell. The soldiers in red armor surrounded Feng Yanyan and others, and then launched an attack.

They were wearing hard red armor, their pupils were completely black, the blood veins on their faces were bursting, their lips were green and white, their movements were stiff, but their attacks were ruthless.

Ling Xue thrust out a sword when the opponent launched an attack.

After finally piercing the armor, it was clearly stabbed in the direction of the heart, but the opponent felt no pain at all and continued to attack, as if he felt no pain at all.

Ling Xue kicked in the air and returned to Feng Yanyan, "Girl, they don't seem to be human."

Feng Yanyan glanced at it and struck with one hand, splitting the head of a red-armored soldier with her sword.

After the head was split open, the red-armored soldier instantly fell to the ground, his skull split open, and inside was a green liquid with an unpleasant smell. When it fell to the ground, a small flesh insect could be vaguely seen scurrying around inside.

Feng Yanyan frowned, "Blood corpse."

"I didn't expect you to know this. Yes, this is the blood corpse." Feng Min stood on the high steps and looked at all this with cold eyes, trying to explain their doubts. "This is a special training for you."

You can try to make a bloody corpse."

Since ordinary masters are no match for Feng Yanyan, then use Gu to refine them into blood corpses and train them into an unrivaled army.

She really wanted to see if Feng Yanyan could fight one against ten, against a hundred, or against a thousand.
Chapter completed!