Legend of Fu Yao Chapter 2: The concubine is drunk

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Saburo...

I'm still Tang Minghuang!

Meng Fuyao twitched the corners of his mouth, and took a step after he rubbed it-like the Nine Madame incidents, it would be fine for the last time. I don't want to be locked in the wood room again and write "I'm so stupid, really."

The beauty's slender and bright eyes turned around, the waves of the eyes were thin and the lips were curled, the eyes were full of loneliness and resentment, and Meng Fu shook his cheek with a slender finger: "Is the holy driver going to the West Palace?"

Is Xi Gong... dare to fight for favor with Princess Mei? Meng Fuyao was solemn, and continued to bow and back down: "Manny, Shengjia, go to the East Palace too!"

"Oh..." The beauty covered her face and exclaimed, "Yesterday, the Holy Spirit ordered me to have a banquet in the Baihua Hall. Hey, how come I drive to the East Palace today? Oh, it must be the meaning of this bitch! Ahem, let him go! Scared, Gao Qing will watch the banquet and treat your mother to drink!"

Looking at your banquet, which rabbit ran the wrong door, half-crazy and half-silly here pretending to be "girlfriends"? Meng Fuyao's version of "Gaolishi" showed a wretched smile, picked up a teapot from the table, leaned over and scooped a pot of water in the Bibo Pond, and offered it with a wicked smile: "Emperor Qi: A toast to the servant girl."

The "overnight wine" in the teapot was clear and transparent, and the reflection of the beauty was a thousand hairs. He covered his lips with his hands, turning his waist, and his eyes were overflowing. He glanced at Meng Fuyao with a smile, and his eyes flashed with surprise. Instantly annihilated in the bright eyes.

"What wine toast?"

"Overnight drinking." Meng Fuyao secretly liked. For some reason, he had seen Li Yugang's version of "The Drunken Concubine". At that time, I thought this overnight wine was very ambiguous, so I remember it clearly.

"Yeah!" The beauty groaned slightly, slightly Qifang's lips turned halfway, "Which one is the same with you?"

Meng Lishi scratched his head—what's the next sentence? Forgot the word.

Who knows that the beauty doesn't mind Meng Lishi forgetting his words, and she snuggles over with a smile: "The famous overnight wine, it’s better to drink with the house overnight..."

The last two words contain musk vomiting fragrance, which is light and inaudible, Meng Fuyao held his forehead-yeah! Falsify the plot, this **** nymph!

"The empress said that he is a big bird... how dare a slave and maid cuckold long live!"

The beauty lowered her waist and drank three buckets of alcohol and was drunk. One sleeve was flying and lying down on Meng Fuyao. She was already half-lying on Meng Fuyao's body. She lifted the slender fingers of the "all-night wine", and smiled and poured into Meng Fuyao's mouth: "Green hat" How many, many Long live the tops, Li Shi, you and I will be in the Palace of Longevity, and we will have fun together!"

He fell into Meng Fuyao's arms, fed water, and immediately began to be dishonest with his hands. He went straight to an important area. The noble and rich powdery aroma came, and Meng Fuyao was so angry, you rabbit, dare Mole with your King Meng! Dare to ask your King Meng to drink raw water!

She stretched out her hand, grabbed the slender waist of "Niang Niang", took the pot of "All-night Wine", and smiled: "That's it... slave maid and accompany Niang Niang against Sanlily!" He dragged him. Go into the shade of the corner.

"Go and go, go back to the palace," the beauty waved her wide sleeves gracefully as she was dragged away, "The Emperor Ming will be enslaved, let down the good night, deceive me to be empty and happy, long live! I will return with the strong man. Go to sleep too!"

"...Yes, go to sleep too!" Meng Fuyao twitched his mouth, I will bear it, I will bear it, I will bear it.

After she dragged the beauty into the corner of the wall in three and two times, a moment later, smoke and dust rose from behind the corner, and there was a faint muffled popping sound. After a while, Meng Fuyao blew his fist and came out without changing his face. The expression is calm.

Then she carried the "rabbit" in her house, and continued to wander around the three-entry courtyard, quickly forgetting the "actress" episode just now.

And behind the corner.

The beauty is lying on the ground in a mess of torn flowers and leaves, with long hair scattered and scattered on the front of her clothes, her nose is swollen and muddy, her head is watered, and her black hair* is attached to her back-she is being destroyed by harsh hands.

He lay there motionless, his shoulders shrugged slightly, and a few silhouettes flew over for a long while. When he saw his figure, he was first happy and said: "Found it!" When he saw his embarrassment, he was suddenly shocked.

"Report to the regent, someone stabbed!"

Stab the driver.

Emperor Xuanyuan, Xuanyuanmin.

Xuanyuanmin's shoulders were still moving slightly, and the guards knelt on the ground and looked at each other—Your Majesty’s deep palace is lonely, and all he can play is singing, except for the palace, which is the last entry in the palace. He actually ran into the palace today. I came in and was beaten up like this. Look like that, your delicate Majesty, is crying?

Some guards cautiously reached out to help Xuanyuanmin, unexpectedly he had already raised his head.

The face is muddy and dirt, the delicate skin is still stuck with broken dead leaves, a line of nosebleeds is thin, and the lips are red and swollen. It looks embarrassing and embarrassing.

There are no traces of tears on his face.

He is laughing.

Laughing with trembling shoulders, swaying laughter, smiling...happy and indulgent, with tears shining in his eyes, with surprise and fresh light.

Today is really...happy...

I am used to the deep palace of solitude, the deep and endless promenade, the tall and invisible dome, the thick curtains that are constantly entangled on the road like a nightmare, and those who always have an expression The pale and polite zombie-like **** lady... How many nights he walked barefoot in the huge and gorgeous palace, singing the opera that only one listened to, until he walked exhausted and sang to the east It's time to go to the court in the dawn, so that I can doze off on the throne.

No, how can he, a severely insomniac, sleep when others want him to sleep?

And those winds that swept across the palace in the middle of the night were as heavy as iron, pressing down on the jade palace and the golden tent every inch, until people could not breathe, such an iron-like space, straight People should shout and roar, breaking through the cage and darkness of the night, but everyone was repressed with a light voice. Even the drama he sang to himself seemed to be unaccustomed to staring surprised and surprised. So he hung low in the palace that could accommodate a thousand people, behind the dragon bed, sang quietly and leisurely.

The wealth is boundless, the dream is also desolate.

Then today, when I passed by unintentionally, the wind from the Water Palace was filled with fragrance, and the golden hook was lowered in front of the Yudai Pavilion. He unexpectedly met such a young man.

Fresh and bright, beating people is also unrestrained and domineering, not in the slightest depressed because of the stern and noble regent’s mansion, the first residence of Xuanyuan more important than the imperial palace, just talk to the game, just "toast", just as you like Beat people.

Interesting, interesting.

Xuanyuanmin smiled in surprise, summoning the guards.

"Come on, please go to the regent for me!"

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Meng Fuyao naturally didn't know that he was such a "good fate", so he beat an emperor with a hit.

If she knew it, 80% would lament that she was hit with evil spirits and specifically touched the royal family.

She was still thinking about Zong Yue, and since Xuanyuan Yun didn't know that she had committed the accident, she naturally found an opportunity to talk to her well and pull the child over to help.

It has been a while since Zong Yue came into captivity, and she searched the regent palace but found no suspicious place. Then, behind the red gate, probably where the palace is located, Zong Yue could probably be found.

So tonight... She will pass the last time she enters the Great Red Gate.

Who stopped, who shot to death.

Night gradually fell, and Meng Fuyao stopped short, taking his own person and one mouse, and went straight to the Great Red Gate at night.

She is very familiar with the Prince Regent’s Mansion. She walked around the inner courtyard in two rounds. When she passed Xuanyuanyun's courtyard, she slowly slowed down, vaguely hearing Xuanyuanyun's instructions to the maid inside the courtyard: "Carry the Xiang case Come out, I want to burn incense."

Oh... silly boy, some things are useful without praying. A creature like God will often only add to the chaos. If you want to achieve a certain goal, you have to do it when you should do it.

Meng Fu shook his hand and made a stern grasp of the air.

She stopped suddenly, and in front of her, the big red door was in sight.

Warning is called a...strict.

There were nearly a thousand guards patrolling the wall. The jungle of swords, guns and halberds shone colder and sharper under the moonlight of early winter. The guards formed teams to interact with each other, so tight and seamless, the red door was brightly lit up and down. , Let alone two big living people, even Yuanbao-sama wants to pass, and he has to lose weight 180 times first.

Hold it? Hard to break? Do you really want to...

Then go ahead.

Meng Fuyao whispered a few words in Tiecheng's ear, and before Tiecheng refused with an unhappy expression, Huo Di slapped him hard!

I jumped up and shouted afterwards.

"The incense stealer! Where to go!"

Then the crackling slabs of pebbles hit the black shadows and the vegetation on all sides, looking like a lot of people stepped over.

Meng Fuyao shouted in a mess:

"The thief! Stop!"

"Ah! How dare you go to the little princess boudoir! Seeking death!"

Tie Cheng was pushed out by Meng Fuyao, turned helplessly in mid-air, and plunged into the grass to lurch. The guards in front of the Red Gate were already alarmed. They looked at each other and looked embarrassed-the regent ordered them to guard this place connecting the palace and the palace. The palace gate is not allowed to leave the post without authorization, but it is not someone else who is attacked. It is the treasure of the prince’s heart. The little princess who loves his precious life is still a "prostitute". If something happens, he will be held accountable. When they got up, the prostitutes passed by the area they guarded tonight, and ran from under their noses to the princess Xiang Gui, but they were indifferent and did not pursue them. Life is a serious crime that cannot be withstood.

The leader of this team of guards, pondered for a long while, waved his hand, and said: "Go and chase the thief!"

Immediately there was half of the people in front of the Red Gate. Just as the Chief Guard was about to reschedule the number of patrols, there was another exclamation from the Red Gate.

"There are assassins!"

"Guardian——"

Meng Fuyao's spirits lifted up. Who is so close to her, who is in the palace at the same time? She is still thinking of a way to move the remaining half of the people away, but now it seems that there is no need to worry-the chief guard has already ordered the door to open, and the palace guard at the palace gate who is chasing the assassin together asks about the situation. The patrol team under the palace wall was in chaos in an instant, Meng Fuyao had already floated to keep up with the last person in the team, and he tapped the acupuncture points and threw him into the bushes.

She was wearing stolen guard costumes herself, and following the line, through the movement of the crowd, she entered the other side door, then bent her waist, covered her belly, and slid to one side of the bushes. Li ran away, and a guard looked at his back casually behind him, and smiled casually: "Anzi, right? It's always like this. Whenever you encounter something, you will have trouble with your stomach. Hey, come back quickly. This is not the time of stomach trouble!"

Meng Fu shook his head and held his stomach without turning back and waving his hands. He ran into the bushes in a hurry. The man smiled and said, "Carefully be stabbed to death by the assassin."

Beside him, the deputy captain of the palace guard's three-point team impatiently said: "When is the time? Run! Old Liu, you will drag him back for me, we are going to search all the West Sixth House, which is really strange Now, I clearly saw a dark shadow drifting by."

"Anyway, let's make sure that the assassin didn't go to the palace." Old Liu smiled and walked to the bushes. "As for your Majesty... we may not be able to find him, so can the assassin find it?"

"Say a few words!" The captain turned his head and screamed. Old Liu stuck his tongue out and shut his mouth quickly. When he reached the dark bushes, he kicked with a smile, and said, "Anzi, you're done! !"

He kicked it empty and looked at it suspiciously.

"Where are people?"

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Meng Fuyao has already climbed over the wall and over the eaves, straight into the center of the Xuanyuan Palace.

She is familiar with things like the imperial palace. Taiyuan imperial palace is small and elegant, Promise imperial palace is exquisite and luxurious, Tiansha imperial palace is grand and simple, Xuanyuan imperial palace... Xuanyuan imperial palace is so strange.

There are not many buildings, all dark yellow palace walls, cyan glazed tiles, distributed very sparsely, and the decorations are not very gorgeous, but they are extraordinarily tall and wide, with heavy, deep eaves and high arches, which are more than ordinary palace halls. Doubled in size. In such a palace, people live in it. If you break your neck, you may not be able to see the top of the palace. Will you feel extremely small?

She squatted on the top of the tallest hall, looking around, guessing where Zong Yue might be imprisoned, and suddenly saw the west side of the front, a dark side hall suddenly flashed light.

The light flashed extremely fast, and it went out like a ghost eye in a blink. It looked absolutely abnormal in this deep palace where the light was off in the middle of the night.

Meng Fuyao floated over immediately.

The lights are blazing like wildfires, the color is blue, and they haunt the west wing of the side hall. Meng Fuyao silently floats down the courtyard and finds that it is an idle palace with no one living. It seems that there are no people on all sides, but in fact it is decorated in groups The guard eunuch, and in the west wing, there was a dim light and a slight breath.

It looks a lot like a place where people are shut...

Meng Fuyao swept over without hesitation and quickly circled the wall. He had already touched down the guards and stepped into the courtyard like a fallen leaf, floating gently into the courtyard.

The courtyard was silent, and a faint mist appeared in the early winter night, covering the terraces and pavilions, and ice clear dew on the walls, wet and crystal tentacles.

The moonlight is as thin as willow leaves, and the light and shadow are ignorant. Meng Fuyao is the lighter touch in the moon shadow, quickly wiped across the vast courtyard, and in a blink of an eye he was already standing in front of the west wing.

The light that went out just now suddenly went out.

Meng Fu shook his heart tightly, and immediately mobilized the consciousness of his whole body to perceive everything happening around him, but there was nothing. The "dangerous sensing radar detector" in his arms was also sleeping, everything seemed normal.

But in such places and times, normal is not normal.

Change to a more cautious quack, probably at this moment, you have to think hard, even turn around and leave. However, a creature like King Meng never knows what it means to be afraid or what it means to give up halfway, just like now, she heard that If you breathe intermittently in the wing, your heart is itchy, and you will never stop without looking at it.

She pushed the door directly and walked in.

An ordinary palace, empty, with four walls facing each other.

Meng Fu shook his eyes and searched around, and touched a painting on one wall. As expected, one of the walls moved away slowly.

Cut... What an uninnovative mechanism.

The wall opened, revealing several steps, extending into the dim darkness.

Meng Fuyao climbed up the steps without fear, and couldn't walk a few steps. The first thing that came into view was a white gauze plum screen.

Behind the screen, a blue light was shining, and there was a faint figure in white clothes, hands separated and hung high, the screen blocked the lower body of the man, and only vaguely saw the untidy clothes, scattered blood, and golden silk cow The wrist bones of the wrists suspended by the tendons were thin and delicate, and the sleeves that fell off were scarred.

The man appeared to be in a coma, with his head half tilted, his long black hair hanging down, blocking his face.

Meng Fuyao was shocked.

Is it Zong Yue?

That night, Xiaodong eavesdropped. Did the other party say that he would use a big punishment to make Zong Yue confess to the underground forces established in various countries, and Xuanyuan Sheng tortured Zong Yue?

The cold light in Meng Fuyao's eyes flashed, and his anger was already rushing up.

However, she still didn’t rush up right away—tonight was too smooth, and it was a bit weird. Xuanyuan Sheng didn’t seem to be someone who only had this means. He caught Zong Yue, so it’s unlikely that he would just use such a defensive arrangement. , Although this bodyguard is indeed enough to stop ordinary martial arts masters, it does not have any resistance to first-class masters of her level. Zong Yue has a vast friendship and countless favors. How could Xuanyuan Sheng not guard against top masters at all? Rescue?

She stood silently, looking at the man on the other side of the screen, the blood hanging high...If this was Zong Yue, the ambush might be on the way from now to him.

This road is only a few dozen steps away, and it is flat and smooth. The screen looks simple, the material is translucent, and there is no possibility of any mechanism inside.

Because of this, Meng Fuyao was almost beaten by this "not suspicious".

With her actual combat experience of walking through various countries, there is really no way to believe that there is no mechanism on this road.

Time flowed in her contemplation, coming up with countless ideas and then overturning again and again, the moon shadow gradually slanted to the west, the mist of the upper chamber slowly soaked in, drifting in the dark room, the man hanging high was motionless. Gossamer, Meng Fu shook his head to look at the sky from the skylight in the dark room, and finally gritted his teeth.

Leave it alone! Rushed! What kind of organ is there, so I am afraid?

She flew up and flew out.

It's just the moment that was swept away.

There was a sudden strange noise on the other side, and then behind the man, the machine spring rang, and then a black light flew directly at the man's heart!

The man was hanging and couldn't dodge, the dagger fell silent for a moment, blood spattered, and the man stiffened, convulsed vigorously, and raised his head in infinite pain.

His black hair draped his face, bit between his snow-white teeth, and a dying moan in his throat.

Meng Fuyao shook his body suddenly in midair!

The moment she flew up, she had clearly seen the scene of the dagger flying, and she also saw the splash of blood. There was a "buzz" in her head, as if suddenly there were thousands of giant hammers under the heavy hammer. The hammer loosened her calmness and caution, hammering out a terrifying panic.

How could this be?

Which mechanism did she touch?

Obviously she just got up and didn't dare to touch anything, why was the flying knife mechanism activated? Why didn't the flying knife shoot at her, but first shot the person on the rack!

Zong Yue!

Meng Fuyao rushed over.

She rushed into a wild whirlwind, the black electric power turned thousands of miles away, and the thunderbolt came, kicked through the air, kicked the screen, and the room was full of her legs and legs, and the legs were still in the air. Before the shadow was over, she had already flashed under the torture frame, and she couldn't think about anything in her anxiety. She raised her hand and the black light flashed, the golden wire and tendon rope snapped off, and the cool dying body had fallen. Into her arms.

Meng Fuyao hurriedly helped his soft body, raised his head to touch his messy hair, and shouted in confusion: "Zong Yue... Zong Yue..."

Her voice suddenly settled in her throat.

Immediately, her body also froze.

In his arms, a white-clothed man with black hair covering his face covered with blood scars suddenly swam over her body like a fish, and the acupuncture points were sealed wherever he passed!

Immediately he raised his head, his ten fingers were slender, his hair fluttered, and Meng Fuyao smiled softly, and said gracefully:

"Concubine Xuanyuan's arrival is late, I hope long live forgiveness."

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Meng Fuyao collapsed...

Who knows that in the middle of the night, the rabbit master would hide in the palace, sing and pretend to be a family and play self-abuse...

Good misunderstanding...

Xuanyuanmin smiled, holding his "Meng Longsui", stepped off the torture frame with a stern expression on his step stool, and while walking, he pulled out the activity of shrinking from the waist in his vest. The dagger, throw away the blood sacs mixed with chicken blood that were tied to the vest early, can fake the blood sacs, randomly tear off those delicate hand-crafted fake scars, and stuff these things in a hidden drawer under the torture frame, Meng Fuyao stiffly I glanced down and found that there were wigs, artificial feet, movable ropes, treasure chests, retractable sticks, artificial hands... It turned out that this is still a magic master hidden in the palace...

Magic master, **** and top actor seems very proud of his achievements, holding Meng Fuyao kicked open an interior room, inside the bed is complete, very luxurious, there is a small room inside, vaguely steaming The heat came out.

Master Xuanyuan placed Meng Wansui tenderly on the bed, sitting on the edge of the bed, and looking at it with his cheeks. His slender and bright eyes were born swaying and flying, and the flowing water and spring breeze usually touched Meng Fuyao over and over again. , Meng Fuyao made his whole body itchy when he saw it, like countless bugs crawling and crawling, he couldn't help being furious, and warned with his eyes: Look again, my mother digs two holes for you!

It's a pity that an emperor who likes to sing and pretends to play self-abuse in the middle of the night is unlikely to be frightened by someone's gaze, even if it is King Meng's gaze, Xuanyuan Min smiled and painted it high. A seductive look flew from the corner of the picked carmine pink eyes, approached Meng Fuyao, pointed to the inner space, and said: "Hurrah, shall we go to the mandarin duck bath?"

Wash your head, I will wash your skin sooner or later!

Xuanyuanmin's sentence was not a question at all, but an affirmative sentence. He came to untie Meng Fuyao's button, and laughed as he unbuttoned it, and said: "You are so strange, you are all soft...Hey, this button Why is it so difficult to understand... Hey, why did your shoulder suddenly bulge..."

He was about to tear Meng Fuyao's clothes, and suddenly stopped and raised his ears.

In the wind, there is a faint sound of the wind coming from the clothes.

He stopped his hand, thought for a moment, and said, "Are there a guest again? Who can I catch this time?" He got up and went out, closed the door, and went to dump his treasure chest to play dead.

Meng Fuyao lay quietly in the dark, looking sadly at the sky.

Well... King Meng, who has never been disadvantaged, is embarrassed for the first time.

Today’s miss is purely because of the dagger that upsets the mind. Actually, I am not cautious enough, but people who are too concerned about the safety of the sect, and are more cautious. In that situation, I saw my heart and desire to save People were "killed" because they were shocked and panic rushed to save people. Who knew it was such a coincidence that he encountered this acting masochist.

Wait... Meng Fuyao frowned, is it really a coincidence? Was it really the rabbit who came across playing games? If not, this is a powerful character.

But if you want to wait for yourself, how do you know you are coming?

Or... You didn't originally wait for yourself?

Meng Fuyao sighed, and her shoulders were itchy. An adult crawled out of her neckline, struggling to lift Erlang's fat legs, sat on her chest, and looked at her.

The two talked with their eyes:

"You go to sleep, sleep to sleep, don't notify me if there is danger!"

"Is this dangerous? You know what a shit, I'm only sensitive to murderous intent, and people are not murderous to you."

"Not murderous, lustful."

"Very good...You are not a yellow flower, so the master doesn't want you, it's mine."

"...So you are second to Buddha lotus!"

Gazed at each other, collided, Chi Chi Chi sparked a small spark.

However, Yuan Bao scolded and scolded. At any rate, I feel that it has a revolutionary friendship with Meng Fuyao. Besides, the master is very cute. Without Meng Fuyao, there are later generations. It seems that Meng Fuyao is not only bad at heart. To be vicious, to kill, to be a bit more conspiracy and intrigue, and to be a bit less like a woman... still a bit better than the average woman.

Master Yuan Bao slowly stretched out his paws and looked for Tanzhong acupoint as Meng Fuyao's eyes showed, bumping and bumping, rubbing and rubbing.

For a long while, Meng Fuyao sat up with a "Ouch", opened his eyes and smiled: "The mouse is fast, much faster than I rushed through the acupuncture points."

Master Yuan Bao looked at her contemptuously, and Meng Fu shook it into his sleeve again as he crossed the river and demolished the bridge, and quietly walked to the door to take a look. Sure enough, Lord Rabbit hung himself up again.

I have to say that under the bright light, those scars, blood, and daggers all look very real, with exquisite workmanship and superb performance, this man is indeed worthy of the Oscar for Best Actor Award.

And the wind has come close.

The shadow of the candle flickered, and the air in the room vibrated, and a figure in black suddenly appeared on the top stone steps.

Tall, slender, neat, simple yet revealing bizarre gorgeousness, the gait rhythm is quick and calm, and the strength is surging, like an elegant predatory leopard in the jungle.

Killer beauty!

Meng Fuyao stared at the figure. He was slightly raising his head to look at the hanging Lord Rabbit. Meng Fuyao noticed the thin sword beside him, his eyes flashed, and finally confirmed that he is the number one killer in the world, Dark Mei.

When Taiyuan met that year, he put a thin sword on the bottom of his elbow and fought against the North Field. The battle between the two in the jungle was the first time she had come into contact with the power and ferocity of a master fighting, if it hadn't been for Changsun Wuji to pull her Go, she must be squatting there to see the bottom.

He helped her that time. Afterwards, he looked back at Xuanyuan City Gate and taught himself how to pass the barrier. He was not an enemy, he was naturally a friend.

Meng Fuyao has never been the kind of "I'm unlucky, I hope you are equally unlucky". She also can't imagine that if the dark charm was dragged into this small room by the rabbit in the same way, this How can the bed be enough for three people?

She leaned in the crack of the door and saw Anmei look up and look at each other in the direction of Master Rabbit. She seemed to shook her head slightly, with a strange expression in her eyes, and then she was about to fly up.

"Don't go there!"

With a "bang" the stone door was knocked open, and a slender black figure came out. He kicked the stepping stool underneath Xuanyuanmin, who was hiding under the feet of Master Rabbit. Xuanyuanmin made an ouch, he was really lifted, and Meng Fuyao was already flying. Pounced out and ran into the dark charm who had flew over-"There is a trap!"

She rushed like a cannonball, and Anmei focused on Xuanyuanmin's body. She was suddenly hit by her. He subconsciously reached out and took her shoulders, but did not push her away. He was busy. He raised his head and glanced at Xuanyuan Min who was really hanging on the torture frame.

The two looked at each other, a faint glow in the dark blue light.

Immediately he turned around, turned around with Meng Fu, and said in a low voice: "Why can't I go there?"

His voice is a little muffled, it seems that the vocal cords have been hurt, but the line is not unpleasant, but it makes the muffled faint magnetism, every word is reciprocating, there is a kind of unique and moving, Meng Fuyao is intoxicated Listening, I thought that beauty is good, even the lack of voice is like the incomplete beauty created deliberately by God.

"That guy is a trap." Meng Fuyao pointed at Xuanyuanmin, "Everything is fake all over the body."

Dark Mei's eyes flashed, "Oh?" He said no more, and dragged Meng Fuyao to leave.

On the torture frame, Xuanyuanmin opened his mouth, as if he wanted to call something, but immediately shut his mouth. He stared at the backs of the two of them leaving, for a long while, a mysterious smile slowly emerged.

Then he kicked his leg, with only a light kick, and kicked away the rope of his left hand, turning over in midair, and the rope of his right hand came off.

He dropped to the ground, his slender fingers pressed lightly on his lips, and he smiled cutely.

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Meng Fuyao was held by the dark charm and ran on the top of the Palace of Darkness.

The whole palace has been alarmed. From the regent's palace to the palace, there are lit torches and guards everywhere. Everyone gathers in one direction, which is the opposite direction to them. There are a group of people in black. The body is like electricity, constantly passing through the chaser's field of vision.

This is probably the power used by the dark charm to attract the guards in the palace to adjust the tiger away from the mountain. Meng Fuyao looked at from a distance and saw a man in a golden crown and robe commanding round up the men in black under heavy encirclement. He was calm and calm. Shao, it looks like it should be Xuanyuan Sheng, Meng Fuyao looked at the people in black worriedly, and said in a low voice: "If they fall, it will be difficult to save."

An Mei glanced back at her, glazed glazed eyes, and said indifferently: "Why save?"

"Huh?" Meng Fuyao was dull, "I can't save..." she asked with difficulty, "Then what do they do?"

"Dead."

The answer was really straightforward, concise and invincible. Meng Fuyao was choked by this word for a long time, and he shook his head for a while and sighed silently.

After sighing, she shook off Anmei and held her hand, turning around and left.

An Mei suddenly stretched out his hand to hold her sleeve, Meng Fuyao frowned and turned around to get angry, but An Mei pressed her head.

He pressed so hard, Meng Fuyao was pressed into the mud, and she subconsciously wanted to protect the ingot that might be held down by herself, but An Mei firmly pressed her and did not let go.

Immediately, Meng Fuyao felt that his eyes were bright, a huge fireball like a sudden burst of sunlight, lit up above their heads, illuminating the roofs that were a few miles around them, Meng Fuyao and dark charm The body shape was immediately exposed to the guards who were searching around as the fireball exploded.

Far away, Xuanyuan Sheng also turned his head, the elegant middle-aged man in a royal robe, holding a weird bow and arrow, calmly looking in this direction, he could see that the figure was just showing his figure. He did the fireball. Xuanyuan Sheng looked at the two indifferently, waved his hand calmly, and immediately a group of guards armed with crossbow rockets rushed up, the rockets flew down like a rain of stars, and dashed across the night sky. Hong Ying, bashing her head and covering her face directly at the dark charm Meng Fuyao.

"Go!"

Dan Mei Yi La Meng flew up, although the rocket behind him was fast, but not as fast as the two flying electric figures. From a distance, the star rain and firework-like rocket net followed closely. Behind the two agile men in black, there was always a distance.

Meng Fuyao just breathed a sigh of relief. Suddenly, he heard the sound of breaking through the air behind him. The sound came very quickly, and came first. It surpassed the rain of the rocket in an instant. The dragon soared up, flying in the sky, breaking Kuang cracked and shot Meng Fuyao, who was just a step behind!

It's as fast as an arrow that is indescribable, and it's so powerful that it's beyond comparison!

In an instant, Meng Fuyao thought of Zhan Beiye. She came to the Wuzhou Continent until now. Only Zhan Beiye can achieve this level of archery and brawn strength. I never thought that there were such masters in Xuanyuan!

The rocket screamed and flew, and the flame of the arrow was like a dragon dance, savagely wanting to eat life, three arrows fired in a row, one arrow pushed one more arrow, the arrow flew so hard to see the path, only the flame could be seen Brilliant, like the fast blinking eyes of the gods, the fastest arrow has already touched Meng Fuyao's clothes!

Meng Fuyao gave a sneer, "Killing the Sky" flashed, and then turned around and fell, and the dark charm on his side suddenly shouted: "No answer!"

Before the words fell, he rushed over, stretched out his palms and pushed Meng Fuyao forward, arching his body behind Meng Fuyao, and Meng Fuyao was staggered by him, and then he heard a low sound of "chi--" , Faintly smell the burnt smell again.

She suddenly turned around, and saw the fastest rocket passing through the dark charm back silently. The flames were raging. In an instant, his back burst into flames, and there were startling gorgeous sparks on his back. The hair on the back of his neck was also burned. Fa suddenly rolled up and fell into ashes. Meng Fuyao was shocked to fight back and was about to put out the fire, but An Mei waved his hand and said sternly: "Get out!"

His voice is full of pain and anxiety, but the anxiety is not like hurting himself, but like fearing Meng Fuyao approaching drawing an arrow.

Meng Fuyao was taken aback by his tone, and stood still. At this moment, the fire burned more violently, and the smell of the flesh was scorched. The smell in Meng Fuyao's ears was really thrilling and couldn’t help it. I thought of Huazi who burned to death in front of me in the dense forest of Changhan Mountain, and thought of burns, the most violent and hardest pain among all wounds, and tears flowed out in an instant.

Dan Mei did not move, she stretched out her back with one hand in peace, and slowly pulled out the arrow. He pulled it out slowly and carefully, making Meng Fuyao jump in a hurry and couldn't help complaining. : "Can you pull it out quickly! Burns will kill you!"

Yan Mei ignored her at all. He grabbed the burning arrow shaft with his bare hands, and instantly burned his palms red. His brows jumped, but he still didn't move, as if he cherished the arrow very much. Feeling the flame on the arrow burning in his palm, with a high degree of endurance, he endured the huge pain of the flame burning, gently and slowly, put the arrow on the eaves beside him.

He placed the arrow extremely carefully, as if it were a fragile treasure, seeing the painful flame of the arrow body in nothing, but when the arrow was down, he immediately turned over and jumped up, slapped a palm on the tile The flames on the palms were all shot out, and then quickly rolled out the flames behind him. Meng Fuyao had already rushed over at this time, desperately helping him to slap and put out the fire. Dark charm grabbed her and said in a low voice: "Go!"

He placed the still burning arrow on the top of the eaves, pressed it with a stone, took out the rope from his arms, and held it on the stone, and then took Meng Fuyao with the rope and fled, and the guards behind him came after him. When reaching the top of the eaves, An Mei suddenly pulled the rope fiercely!

The stone fell over and hit the arrow under the stone. The arrow bounced up, dazzling in mid-air.

"Boom!"

The loud noise exploded, and the eaves under the feet of the two people who had been rushed for several miles were shaking, and countless glazed tiles were shattered and shattered, rustling down-this is the tile surface of a palace far away, you can imagine , What kind of huge damage would it cause in the center of the explosion?

Meng Fuyao's eyes widened in shock—that arrow, such a terrifying arrow! It's no wonder that Anmei desperately blocked her, no wonder he would rather endure the huge pain of burning his body and take the arrow gently. If she catches the arrow just now, it will fall with a knife, she, Anmei, and Master Yuanbao , Will instantly turn into powder.

If she was pierced by the arrow, could she resist the burning pain of the flame, and use that powerful control to slowly release the arrow to keep the people around her safe?

"What kind of arrow is this? It's so powerful?" Meng Fuyao couldn't help asking, and felt that his palm was sticky. When he looked down, the big blisters in the palm of Dark Mei's palm were broken, and the body fluid leaked out and wet her hand. I can imagine his pain, but at this moment, he still didn't let go.

"It was a shocking arrow, one arrow shocked the gods, the sun and the moon were dark," the dark charm replied in a low voice, "Xuanyuan Sheng, is Yue Po's fellow apprentice, is the unknown number one in Xuanyuan country. Master."

Meng Fuyao silently felt that she was still too sloppy. Relying on the courage of the talents, she even dared to enter the palace without even knowing this. After a long while, she said in a low voice: "Do you want it..."

Before the words fell, Dimei gave a heavy gasp, and suddenly fell down. Before he fell into a coma, he still held Meng Fuyao's hand tightly. Meng Fuyao was caught off guard, "Ah", whispered, and turned with him Rolling and falling...