"Get out of the way!" Feng Xie yelled impatiently. Ye Jiang bit his lower lip and stared into his angry eyes.

"If you want me to give way, step over me!" She said harsh words, which made Feng Xie's eyes turn red with excitement.

"Ye Jiang, let me tell you, if she was interceding for Jian Mucheng, you would be no better! Let me ask you, why did our 10,000 elite troops ambush Jian Mucheng fail that night? Do you think I don't know? You

Do you think I’m a fool?”

Feng Xie said and grabbed Ye Jiang's shirt. Ye Jiang was obviously stunned and looked at him in disbelief.

"You want to save him! You don't want him to die, right?"

"No! I didn't!"

Ye Jiang denied it, his blue eyes filled with mist.

Feng Xie looked at her coldly and pushed her away heavily.

"I didn't! How can you not believe me? Yes, I don't want him to die, but I won't kill ten thousand brothers! Feng Xie, why do you think of me like this?"

Ye Jiang cried at the end, but Feng Xie turned a blind eye to her tears of grievance. Before going out, he only said coldly: "I don't trust anyone when it comes to women!"

Jian Yao stood outside the palace gate of the inner court, looking at the Yuechen Palace that was annihilated by red bricks and green tiles. He gently patted his slightly moved belly with his palm, lowered his head and whispered softly: "Baby, your dad is the best in the five continents."

A warrior, if even gods can't defeat him, then he is destined to be the overlord of these five continents, right?"

After she finished speaking, she smiled lightly and raised her head like a goddess watching south in winter. Her affectionate eyes seemed to be able to see the snow into spring water, the cold plum into roses, the vast sea into mulberry fields, and the floating world into eyelashes.

Dust, and then with A Hong's sigh, the red palace door of the inner court slowly closed, until a "bang" sound blocked all love outside the door...

"Your Majesty, no one can enter or leave the inner court without your token!"

"The token has fallen into Yuechen Palace. Send someone to get it. Let me go in first!"

"Your Majesty!" The gatekeeper in the inner court swung his knife horizontally and blocked Feng Xie from the door. He still looked businesslike. "Please bring the token first. This rule cannot be broken. If the above

If you blame me, you will lose your head."

Feng Xie stood outside the door of the inner court in single clothes with his belt in hand. When women came in and out occasionally, they all lowered their heads shyly. When Feng Xie saw this, he looked down at himself and felt that there was something wrong with this outfit, so he said no more and turned around.

When he wanted to leave, a guard hurriedly ran towards Yuechen Palace. When he saw Feng Xie, he knelt down.

"Your Highness, please report from the front. Jian Muchong is leading 50,000 elite troops to attack the city!"

"What did you say?!"

…

The biting cold wind from the north whistled past his ears. Feng Xie smoothed his long, messy hair on his forehead, turned around and glanced at the closed palace door again. The vermilion paint reminded him of the time he spent with him in the early spring.

When Jian Yao met, she thought of those colorful days in Taohuawu. But her only relative

But standing with him on both sides of the flames of war, what can such a subtle relationship and fate mean behind this peace belt? If there must be some love between them, then this trace of love is in this scene

After the battle, it will be like the howling wind now. It will pass after it blows...

In the spring and summer of the twelfth year of Rende, Jian Mucheng led 50,000 troops with the intention of conquering the royal city of Xize. However, the plan completely collapsed in the bloody battle of the ghost army. So far, both armies suffered heavy casualties. Jian Mucheng took the opportunity to besiege the capital of Xize.

The road from south to east cuts off all external supplies in Beili.

Beili fell into a dilemma of lack of supplies. Regarding this, Beili Junior High School had different opinions, but the historian left an unquestionable conclusion: the ghost king's move to move the capital was a failure. "Get out of the way!" Feng Xie yelled impatiently. Ye

Jiang bit her lower lip and stared into his angry eyes.

"If you want me to give way, step over me!" She said harsh words, which made Feng Xie's eyes turn red with excitement.

"Ye Jiang, let me tell you, if she was interceding for Jian Mucheng, you would be no better! Let me ask you, why did our 10,000 elite troops ambush Jian Mucheng fail that night? Do you think I don't know? You

Do you think I’m a fool?”

Feng Xie said and grabbed Ye Jiang's shirt. Ye Jiang was obviously stunned and looked at him in disbelief.

"You want to save him! You don't want him to die, right?"

"No! I didn't!"

Ye Jiang denied it, his blue eyes filled with mist.

Feng Xie looked at her coldly and pushed her away heavily.

"I didn't! How can you not believe me? Yes, I don't want him to die, but I won't kill ten thousand brothers! Feng Xie, why do you think of me like this?"

Ye Jiang cried at the end, but Feng Xie turned a blind eye to her tears of grievance. Before going out, he only said coldly: "I don't trust anyone when it comes to women!"

Jian Yao stood outside the palace gate of the inner court, looking at the Yuechen Palace that was annihilated by red bricks and green tiles. He gently patted his slightly moved belly with his palm, lowered his head and whispered softly: "Baby, your dad is the best in the five continents."

A warrior, if even gods can't defeat him, then he is destined to be the overlord of these five continents, right?"

After she finished speaking, she smiled lightly and raised her head like a goddess watching south in winter. Her affectionate eyes seemed to be able to see the snow into spring water, the cold plum into roses, the vast sea into mulberry fields, and the floating world into eyelashes.

Dust, and then with A Hong's sigh, the red palace door of the inner court slowly closed, until a "bang" sound blocked all love outside the door...

"Your Majesty, no one can enter or leave the inner court without your token!"

"The token has fallen into Yuechen Palace. Send someone to get it. Let me go in first!"

"Your Majesty!" The gatekeeper in the inner court swung his knife horizontally and blocked Feng Xie from the door. He still looked businesslike. "Please bring the token first. This rule cannot be broken. If the above

If you blame me, you will lose your head."

Feng Xie stood outside the door of the inner court in single clothes with his belt in hand. When women came in and out occasionally, they all lowered their heads shyly. When Feng Xie saw this, he looked down at himself and felt that there was something wrong with this outfit, so he said no more and turned around.

When he wanted to leave, a guard hurriedly ran towards Yuechen Palace. When he saw Feng Xie, he knelt down.

"Your Highness, please report from the front. Jian Muchong is leading 50,000 elite troops to attack the city!"

"What did you say?!"

…

The biting cold wind from the north whistled past his ears. Feng Xie smoothed his long, messy hair on his forehead, turned around and glanced at the closed palace door again. The vermilion paint reminded him of the time he spent with him in the early spring.

When Jian Yao met, she thought of those colorful days in Taohuawu. But her only relative

But standing with him on both sides of the flames of war, what can such a subtle relationship and fate mean behind this peace belt? If there must be some love between them, then this trace of love is in this scene

After the battle, it will be like the howling wind now. It will pass after it blows...

In the spring and summer of the twelfth year of Rende, Jian Mucheng led 50,000 troops with the intention of conquering the royal city of Xize. However, the plan completely collapsed in the bloody battle of the ghost army. So far, both armies suffered heavy casualties. Jian Mucheng took the opportunity to besiege the capital of Xize.

the road south to the east,
Chapter completed!