Chapter 2220 As long as we have one person left, the Blood Phoenix Clan will never be destroyed
Half empty.
Long Sijue was condescending.
He looked at the scenes below with a calm expression.
Seeing Yan Wenbai being beaten to death by everyone.
His thin lips moved coldly, and he spat out a few words——
"A worthy death——"
Yan Wenbai slaughtered thousands of people to refine the blood poison.
In the end, he was beaten to death by thousands of people.
Such a result is really disappointing.
As for Yan Qinghua...
Long Sijue glanced at her.
He vaguely remembered.
This ugly guy with his face covered in blood made an agreement with his wife.
Think about this.
Long Si was too lazy to take action.
after all……
His wife’s plaything.
If you die like this.
My wife is afraid that she will panic.
His expression flickered.
His black figure flashed through the air again.
Fly away from here.
…
at the moment.
Inside the Feng Xiang Mansion.
Prime Minister Feng knelt on the ground, trembling all over.
His Majesty the Holy Emperor is heartbroken.
"Xiang Feng, I originally thought that you were loyal and loyal, but I never thought that you would have such wild ambitions."
Prime Minister Feng knelt on the ground.
His whole body was shaking.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, please spare my life——"
"From now on, you are no longer the Prime Minister -" His Majesty the Holy Emperor dropped these words and turned around, no longer looking at Prime Minister Feng.
Prime Minister Feng's face turned pale.
I never imagined that I would end up like this.
Over the years.
He cares most about glory and power.
Everything, everything was turned into ashes...
"Your Majesty, this matter really has nothing to do with me. It was all done by Yan Wenbai alone..."
"No need to say more." His Majesty the Holy Emperor turned his head, "From today on, Feng Liangpeng, you are just a beggar in the Holy City, nothing more-",
The words fell.
"Miss Yue, let's go -"
Yue Qingchen frowned lightly, looking at several people in the room.
"Your Majesty, are you sure?"
His Majesty the Holy Emperor lowered his eyes.
"After all, he is the prime minister who has assisted me for twenty years. I gave him a chance to live, but...if there is a next time, I will definitely take his life."
Hearing this, Yue Qingchen glanced at the Holy Emperor.
His Majesty, the Xindao Holy Emperor, is still too kind as always.
"Okay, His Majesty the Holy Emperor, I will listen to you this time."
She had to let His Majesty the Holy Emperor know...
Sometimes, being too kind can lead to trouble.
There are some things that just talking about are useless.
You need to learn the lessons yourself.
Only then can I remember it deeply.
…
Within the Holy City.
A disease comes and goes very quickly.
It seems that everything is just a dream.
A corner of the holy countryside.
Inside a very dilapidated thatched house.
Feng Liangpeng seemed to have aged dozens of years in an instant.
He was dismissed from his post by His Majesty the Holy Emperor, and from now on, he can only be reduced to a beggar.
"Manzhi, do you now know what that stinky girl Yue Qingchen is capable of?"
Sitting aside, his whole body was so limp that he felt like he was in the wind.
The beauty faded.
It no longer has the noble temperament of the past.
Some are just endless embarrassment.
The scene of Yan Wenbai's death and incomplete body echoed in her mind.
The blood all over his body was running cold.
She looked at the woman lying next to her, covered in blood.
He raised his head helplessly and looked at Feng Liangpeng.
"Wen Bai is dead, and Hua'er has become like this again. How could it be like this..."
Prime Minister Feng was speechless.
Just raise your head.
He laughed and shook his head helplessly.
While they were still talking.
Yan Qinghua, who had been unconscious for five days and five nights after being dragged back, suddenly moved his fingers lightly.
Youyou woke up.
Feng Manzhi watched Yan Qinghua wake up.
I couldn't hold it back anymore and started sobbing.
"Hua'er..."
"Mom, don't cry." Yan Qinghua frowned.
"Hua'er, your father is dead. The Holy Emperor has ordered that everyone in the Xiaoyao tribe knows that we did something wrong in the Holy City. The tribe regards us as traitors and won't let us go back..."
Yan Qinghua's chapped lips felt a little bored.
Her eyes were filled with ape venom.
"Have a good death... Who told me that my father was so useless! If it hadn't been for him, how could I have become the laughing stock of everyone?"
If it weren't for Yan Wenbai's poor blood poisoning skills.
How could it be cracked so easily by Yue Qingchen?
How could I suffer such shame and humiliation in the Holy City?!
"Hua'er..." Feng Manzhi looked at the woman in front of him with a look of disgust.
It was as if he no longer recognized her for a moment.
Is this still the gentle and considerate daughter from before?
"Stop crying. If you continue to cry and hold me back, get out of here immediately! If you are willing to stay and do something big with me, I will let you stay."
Feng Manzhi and Prime Minister Feng all looked shocked.
But when he saw Yan Qinghua, he slowly took out a tiger token in his hand.
"So what if the tribe doesn't recognize us? They know Hu Ling after all! With this Hu Ling, no elite soldier of the entire Xiaoyao tribe dares to disobey!"
Yan Qinghua said, narrowing his eyes again——
"There are a few other tribes, and I have made good friends with them. I will persuade them to work with me to achieve great things."
"Hua'er, what do you want to do? Could it be that you..." Feng Manzhi saw Yan Qinghua's look like this for the first time.
Even his forehead is still covered with scars.
But it still couldn't stop her ambition.
"The person in charge of the spiritual realm is the Queen of the spiritual realm. Why can't our holy realm have another queen?"
Yan Qinghua squinted and looked into the air.
Leng said quietly.
"I, Yan Qinghua, have made a vow since I was a child that when I grow up, I will be a master. Now...the opportunity has arrived..."