This Lord is Too Cruel: 310 Past and Present (Key Points)

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When Feng Aotian got up, Father Cat had already walked in with hot water. He just saw her wake up. He raised his eyes slightly, then walked to the bed, raised his hand, rolled up his sleeves, and placed his palm on Rubbing gently on her lower abdomen.

Feng Aotian smiled, "It's so sweet."

"The slave doesn't feel bad for the master, who feels bad for it?" Father Cat's palm was warm, he gently kneaded Feng Aotian's sore waist and abdomen, with a small smile on his mouth, "Look at the look of the master, last night I definitely enjoy it."

Feng Aotian gave a low laugh, raised his hand and stroked his face, "I forgot it individually today."

The cat's hand paused, then his face blackened, "Master, you bully the minion."

Feng Aotian laughed, feeling that her body was not so sore as Shicai's, but she was relieved a lot, then she got up, and after the cat served her to wash and wear, the two left the camp.

At noon, Leng Qianye and Mu Hanyao entered the camp. Seeing Feng Aotian lying reclining on the soft couch, she looked at the delivery, with a smile on her mouth, still dressed as a man. However, it was a little more feminine.

Mu Hanyao remembered the lingering last night, couldn't help but move his heart, lowered his head, and saluted upward, "See the emperor."

Leng Qianye constricted his eyes and bowed and said, "See the emperor."

Feng Aotian raised his eyes and glanced at them, then continued to look at Mizhe, "Sit down."

"Yes." The two replied and sat aside.

Mao Mao entered for lunch, looked at the two of them, then looked at Feng Aotian, "Master, it's time to eat."

Feng Aotian raised her eyes and looked at them, "Okay." Then she put down the fold, got off the soft couch, walked to the table, and the four of them were seated. She looked at the blood-red soup, and then saw The soup in the other soup cup curled his lips and smiled, "I really know what the Lord is thinking."

The cat father-in-law raised his eyes and looked at Feng Aotian complainingly, "Does the master really want a slave to drink?"

Feng Aotian nodded, "Of course I want to drink."

The cat raised his eyes and glanced at Leng Qianye, "One person, one bowl."

Leng Qianye's indifferent and dusty face showed a gloomy look, raised his eyes to look at Feng Aotian, and then said, "Chen Zunzhi."

Feng Aotian looked at the two of them with a smile, reluctantly filled the bullwhip soup, and drank it in one go. Leng Qianye raised his eyes and glanced at Father Cat, and then said, "This..."

The cat raised his eyebrows, "Does General Leng still want it?"

Leng Qianye shook his head, "No."

The cat nodded, and then said, "Master, it's your turn."

Feng Aotian took the blood-red soup, frowned, raised his head and drank it, suddenly feeling that the smell became more and more strange.

She raised her eyes and glanced at Father Cat, "What's in it?"

Mao Gonggong looked at Feng Aotian with a smile, and said in a low voice, "Naturally, it is a good medicine to restore the stamina that was lost last night."

Mu Hanyao was covering his head and eating, listening to the innocent tone of Mr. Cat, he was choked up abruptly. He raised his eyes and looked at Mr. Cat, then bowed his head to eat.

Feng Aotian's mouth twitched, "Are you calculating?"

The cat father looked at Feng Aotian pitifully, "Master, the slave is for the sake of the master’s dragon body. Those who don’t eat bullwhip are different from those who eat bullwhip. The complexion, you know that the last night was too ferocious and consumed a lot of energy, so naturally it needs to be made up."

Mu Hanyao's cold face was stained with blush, and he lowered his head lower and lower, and stopped talking.

Leng Qianye looked at Feng Aotian very approvingly, "Mao Mao said naturally and rationally."

Feng Aotian looked at the two of them, "Then I will make more of them."

The cat nodded, "The master is wise."

Meteor returned to the altar, and it was only two days before the saint was waiting for him at the altar.

The dog followed him slowly into the altar, and saw a woman in white sitting above the main hall with a veil on her face, looking at the meteor.

The meteor slowly went up to the altar, looked up at the saint, and asked in a low voice, "Why is the saint calling me in a hurry?"

"What can you sense?" The saint asked in a low voice, sitting upright.

Meteor's bright eyes blinked, "I don't know what the saint is talking about?"

The saint glanced at the divine dog, then got up, and slowly descended the jade steps, the meteor followed her out of the altar, and the divine dog followed, saving you and did not stop.

When she arrived in front of the holy pond, the saint woman reached the white whirlpool that suddenly appeared in the center of the holy pond, and then looked at the meteor, "this whirlpool is now deeper and deeper."

Meteor looked at the vortex in front of him, slowly closed his eyes, and when he opened his eyes, he whispered in a low voice, "If there is turbulence in the holy pool, it means that the holy lord is in danger?"

"Yeah." The saint nodded, "At first it was just a small wave, but now it has become a big whirlpool. When the whirlpool rolls up the entire holy pool, it will be destroyed. The sky is gone."

"This?" Meteor looked at the saint and asked inexplicably, "How can this be solved?"

The saint shook her head, "On that day, the saint went to the holy pond alone, presumably she saw the future. Therefore, with this situation now, I am afraid that the fate has changed."

Meteor looked at the saint, and then said, "Fate?"

"Yeah." The saint nodded, "The holy pond is different, and the world has also changed. I am afraid that something big will happen. I don't know what the holy lord thinks about it?"

When Meteor heard her words, he became more and more strange. He looked carefully at the whirlpool in front of him. He suddenly jumped and jumped into the holy pool. He was quickly swept in by the whirlpool.

When the dog saw this, he immediately followed in.

The saint standing next to the holy pool, watching the **** dog can enter, but she can't, because, besides the holy master, the holy pool also has divine things to enter.

The meteor leaped into the holy pond, and then he saw a white mist, surrounded by white clouds, and he couldn't see any direction. He felt something under his feet pulling him, lowered his head, and saw that it was a **** The dog bit his trouser leg.

Meteor looked at the dog in surprise, "Why did you follow in?"

The dog looked at the shooting star, "Wang Zun has life, let me follow you without leaving any step."

Meteor said with a grin, "You are worried about me."

The sacred dog grunted, then looked around, "How can it be like this under the holy pool?"

Meteor shook his head, "I don't know either."

The meteor walked forward slowly, and then he was blocked by the white light, unable to move forward. He raised his hand and put his palm against the white light. Suddenly the cloud reversed, his body leaned forward, and then he was sucked by the white light. Go in.

When the **** dog saw this, he bit his trouser leg and was caught up together.

A white light, he landed in an unfamiliar place. There was something very strange in front of him yelling at him. He looked up and looked around. There were tall things with squares around, suddenly a black one The whirlwind-like thing stopped in front of him, and another person was seen running out of the black object, hurriedly threw himself down in front of him, moved a mechanism on the object, and saw another person walking. Down.

The tall figure stood in front of him, and when he saw it clearly, he couldn't help being surprised. This... isn't this Gong Yi Min? Why are you here?

He looked at the handsome face of the man in front of him. He was wearing strange clothes with silver light. He looked straight ahead, his eyes were like torches, and he looked very mighty. The shoes on his feet were even more novel, black. It makes noise when I walk.

Meteor opened his eyes wide, and saw this man who looked like Gong Yimin approached him, and then walked straight through him.

Meteor feels even more strange, looking down at the magic dog standing in place like a petrified dog, unable to move.

He took a deep breath, and then followed the man in front of him. When he saw that there was a very spacious door. The material of this door was something he had never seen before, and the people here wore very strange clothes. The woman’s dress was very revealing, and the man dressed like the clothes on Gong Yimin’s body. He was even more puzzled. When he was about to follow up, he heard a very light footstep. He was also followed by a Human, all in black, wearing very strange, like Gong Yimin without any expression, just the face...

After the meteor is seen clearly, those eyes really look like the Holy Lord, the sharp eyes, the words and deeds, but they look older at first, and they are seven-point like the Holy Lord. Meteor feels that this It is the Holy Lord after growing up.

He felt even more incredible, his mind was blank, and he stupidly followed this woman who was seven-point like the Holy Lord and walked in. Everything here is strange, so strange that he feels deeply. fear.

He turned his eyes to look at the **** dog and stared at the front in a daze, but he followed them into a strange secret room, and this secret room was still moving, he looked up at the woman standing motionless. Behind him, his expression was serious, while Gong Yimin was standing in front, staring straight ahead, without saying a word, when he was wandering around, he heard a "ding" sound, the secret room door suddenly opened, and he saw Yi Min walked out, and the woman followed.

The meteor was about to find out, suddenly the sky was spinning around, and then it changed to another place. That place was a cliff. He saw the woman standing in front of Gong Yimin, and there were many people on the opposite side. People, holding something special in their hands, slowly approaching them...

The meteor opened his eyes wide, and a loud sound cut through the sky. When he looked again, his body had been drawn into the white light, and then fell into the white cloud.

Meteor turned around and saw the dog lying beside him, he looked down at the dog, "Is that person the Holy Lord and Gongyi Min?"

The dog hasn't recovered yet, it just keeps sticking his tongue out and doesn't speak.

Meteor sat in the cloud and mist, looking at the white light in front of him, and then chose another direction, raised his palm, and was swept in. The dog watched the meteor leave, and quickly bit his shoe. Got involved.

Time reversed, this is a void world, there is no strange thing that he just saw, on the contrary, it is Yunshan Mist. He saw a white snake entwined on a branch, and under the tree was a woman sitting The white dress, like the ink hair of a waterfall, is tied with only a white jade brocade. With a smile between her eyebrows, she is beautiful and refined. With a leaf in her hand, she can blow a beautiful tune. This song has also attracted countless Birds and butterflies rushed to fly and fell beside her. There was a colorful light, which made people look like a fairyland on earth.

Not far away, there is a person standing, unable to see anything, also a white jade-belt brocade robe, but why is there a black mist behind him? As if to swallow him?

Meteor wanted to step forward to see and understand, but he saw that the little white snake suddenly vomited blood, then fell from the tree, and the birds scattered...

Meteor turned around and saw that the little white snake was Long Yin. He turned and rushed towards the little white snake, but was swept in by the white light, and then returned to the mist.

Meteor turned to look at the dog and saw him lying limp on the ground. He touched the dog's head, "What's wrong with you?"

The dog opened his eyes and glanced at him, then closed his eyes, and the meteor looked at the dog, "You hold on for a while."

As the meteor said, he walked in the third direction again, palms leaning against the white light, but there was no sound, but a powerful white light bounced him back, and he fell onto the clouds. .

He opened his eyes wide and looked forward, but lowered his head to see that his hands turned into illusion. He was shocked, and then quickly sat cross-legged. After a long time, he slowly opened his eyes and his hands Restored to the original state, he touched the sweat on his forehead and saw the word "Heavenly Mystery" written on the white light.

Meteor's eyes sank, it seemed that he was powerless, turned around and looked at the other two directions he had seen, and they wrote the past and present. He couldn't help feeling strange, "Past and present?"

Immediately, he took the dog and left the whirlpool, and then landed on the shore of the holy pond. The saint saw the blue on his face, and then stepped forward, "You have consumed a lot of aura, are you spying? The first opportunity?"

"No." Meteor remembered the two words, the secret, he couldn't say it, but when he said it, afraid that it would really be a disaster, he spit out blood, and then fainted.

The saint hurriedly picked up the meteor and looked at the comatose dog lying on the ground, and then took the meteor and the dog to leave the holy pool and head to the altar.

Feng Aotian was looking at Mizhe, suddenly felt a colic in her heart, her eyes darkened, and then she got down on the soft bed.

Seeing her look gloomy, Mr. Cat hurried forward, "Master, what's the matter?"

"Something happened to the meteor." Feng Aotian said solemnly.

"Didn't he go to the altar? How could something happen?" Mr. Cat asked puzzledly.

"Well, the Lord feels that his aura is almost lost now, I'm afraid..." Feng Aotian said and looked at Father Cat, "Master, go to the altar."

"Yes." When Mr. Cat heard Feng Aotian's words, he knew that Meteor was afraid of something serious, and he was also worried.

Feng Aotian walked out of the camp hurriedly, raised his fingers, whistling, and rode Aoxue out of the barracks.

Mu Hanyao and Leng Qianye were deploying in the chamber, and they heard a sound of horseshoes. The two looked at each other before stepping out of the camp and saw Feng Aotian had already left.

Pluto cat stepped forward to look at them two, "The meteor is in trouble, let the master go and see."

"Meteor is so good, how could something happen?" Leng Qianye asked puzzledly.

"I don't know." Mr. Cat shook his head, "The master just sensed the loss of Meteor's aura. He was able to live because of the aura. Now..."

When Mr. Cat said so, the two of them understood why, looked up at him, and were silent.

In the capital of Fengqi Country, Mu Hanjin is preparing for the scientific expedition. The scientific expedition is just around the corner. Many things need to be done by himself. He raised his eyes and looked at Lan Jingshu and Leng Peihan for two days and two nights. Resting, I can’t help but step forward and say, "You two will go to rest."

"It's okay." Lan Jingshu looked at Mu Hanjin, and then said, "It's not too late to rest after the final check."

"Yeah." Mu Hanjin nodded, then turned around and kept busy.

At this time, I saw Feng Qing suddenly fall and stood beside him, "Clan master, something happened to the dog."

"The dog?" Mu Hanjin looked at him, "Didn't the dog go to the altar with the meteor? How could something go wrong?"

"Look at this?" Qingfeng handed him a meteor mirror, "The spiritual power of the **** dog gathers on this, and now the light is getting dimmed, indicating that his spiritual power is gradually depleting."

"Why is this?" Mu Hanjin couldn't help but wondered, "Don't worry, wait for another two days to see."

"Yes." Feng Qing responded, and then he walked out.

Lan Jingshu looked at Mu Hanjin, put down his affairs and stepped forward, "If something happens to the dog, then is the meteor too?"

"Well, if something happens to the meteor, the emperor must be able to sense it, and he must have already rushed away." Mu Hanjin replied gently, turning her eyes to look at Lan Jingshu, "The scientific research matter is important." /

"Yeah." Lan Jingshu knew that Mu Hanjin couldn't leave now, even if he did, it wouldn't help.

When Feng Aotian rushed to the altar, the saint had already brought the people of the tribe to gather aura for the meteor. She hurried forward, stood beside the saint’s voice, and then saw the meteor’s face turn blue and the whole body exuded. With green smoke, the dog is asleep.

When the saint saw her coming, she did not clap her hands, but looked at Feng Aotian, "Holy Lord, you are finally here, the meteor and the **** dog entered the vortex of the holy pond, seeming to spy on the secrets of heaven and wasted Reiki."

"Why did he run to the holy pond?" Feng Aotian's eyes dimmed.

"Something strange happened to the holy pond, so I summoned him back to see if there is any way." The holy woman whispered.

"Have you hidden this matter?" Feng Aotian's eyes sank, looking at the saint.

The saint looked at Feng Aotian, "Holy lord, the subordinates are incompetent, please punish the holy lord."

Feng Aotian then waved her bare hand and turned her spiritual power away, leading the meteor and the dog to fly away from the altar.

The saint has consumed too much spiritual power and needs to be treated well. She clutched her chest, raised her eyes and looked at the figure of Feng Aotian who had already left, but was unable to catch up.

Feng Aotian took the meteor and the dog to the holy pond, raised her eyes and saw the whirlpool in front of the holy pond, she jumped, and then she was involved in the whirlpool and came into the clouds.

She looked at the white light on all four sides in front of her, then walked to the fourth white light, pressing her palm against the white light, and then she took the meteor and the **** dog into the white light, where there are thousands of people gathered here. Ancestor's aura, she placed the meteor and the **** dog in the center of the altar, and drew a white light with her palms, covering the body of the meteor and the **** dog, and then saw all the aura gathering here.

Feng Aotian immediately sat cross-legged, eyes closed, ten fingers clasped, and abandoned intently. There was no sound around him, not even a single sound.

The cat father-in-law looked at Feng Aotian had left for five days, but there was no news at all, and he became more worried.

Caicheng, the current battle situation is getting more fierce, and the enemy's offensive is getting more fierce. Fu Han watched Feng Qianning staying here, and did not rest for a moment, "The princess should go back to the house and rest. Going down will also affect the fetus in the abdomen."

Fu Han turned around and looked at Feng Qianning, "Yes, princess, let's go back and rest. There are me and King Ping here, and nothing will happen."

Feng Qianning shook her head, "It's okay." She stroked her raised lower abdomen, "I believe he will be fine."

Fu Han knew her temper, and now it must be impossible to let her go, so he didn't say much, just said, "The princess will go to the attic to rest."

"Okay." Feng Qianning nodded, looked down at the people below, and then said, "It seems that they are going to fight to the death."

"Well." Fu Han responded, "Is there any other way now?"

Gu Yefeng went on to say, "Let it die and hurry up."

"What do you mean?" Listening to Gu Yefeng's words, Fu Han felt that he had thought of some wonderful way.

"It's impossible to stay stubbornly like this. Instead of spending time with them, it's better to make a quick fight." Gu Yefeng looked at him, and then said, "How do you feel about the horseman?"

Fu Han pondered for a moment, nodded and said, "I understand."

Feng Qianning looked at Fu Han and shook his hand, "You have to be careful."

"Yeah." Fu Han nodded, and then he personally led the people down the tower, then the gate opened, and he led the men and horses out of the tower.

Gu Yefeng looked under the tower, then at Feng Qianning, "I think this is just the beginning."

"Yes." Feng Qianning now sets all his eyes on Fu Han, who is waving a big knife to kill the enemy under the tower.

Leqi City, Leling’s siege of the city, has already spent a lot of time now, but no progress has been made, and it has been only five days since Long Yin has taken away the country of Yun. With 30 cities, 30% of Yunguo's country fell into Long Yin's hands. This was just the beginning, and then?

He couldn't help but believe in Xing Wuyun's words. Because of this, he desperately wanted to get the lost Le Qiguo back. He couldn't just lose.

Wufeng looked at Xing Wuyun, and saw that he was still calm and relaxed, and there was no nervousness. Even though the entire tower has been stained red with blood, even now the sound of killing is already shaking the sky under the tower, and he Still shaking the fan freely and unrestrainedly, watching with a smile.

"Are you trying to consume him?" Wufeng could feel Le Ling's eagerness.

Xing Wuyun nodded, "This is not a good way."

No wind gave a low laugh, then said, "Yes, but how long is the energy consumption?"

Xing Wuyun raised his eyebrows, "I don't know."

Wufeng doesn't know exactly what Xing Wuyun wants to do, but he can see that Xing Wuyun seems to have expected Leling to do this.

Yunguo, Long Yin took 300,000 horses. After conquering 20 cities, he finally met Mo Fan, who was known as the little dragon. Under the tower of Jiangcheng, Long Yin was dressed in a golden armor, handsome Extraordinarily, the sun shines on him, and it is even more golden, very dazzling, but it reveals the cold light of killing.

Jin Yao never knew that the original battle dragon thousands of years ago, the myth that has been hailed for thousands of years, is now standing next to her alive. To this day, she is like a dream and feels unreal In five days, twenty cities, there was no chance to breathe at all. This was the most powerful and terrifying battlefield she had ever seen. The 300,000 people they brought, without any reinforcements, were equivalent to breaking the ship, without any. But, that's it, 300,000 horses, but now only a thousand people have been damaged. Such a casualty ratio is beyond her imagination. She sat on the war horse, and glanced at the dazzling Long Yin. The morale of the soldiers of Fengqi Kingdom behind him has increased greatly, waiting for the current battle, the rumored battle between the war dragon and the little war dragon.

Standing on the top of the tower, Mo Fan, about twenty-six or seventeen years old, has a cold complexion, handsome appearance, extraordinary equipment, and his eyes are full of murderous aura. The momentum of killing and decisiveness is not inferior.

Long Yin looked at Mo Fan above the tower, his bright red lips evoked a faint smile, the rouge on his red lips smelled of blood, he tightened the rein of the horse in one hand, and held the spear in the other. With a light movement, then he jumped, like a golden light leaping onto the tower, and the spear in his hand pierced Mo Fan.

Mo Fan was shocked, looking at Long Yin with extraordinary momentum in front of him, and as soon as he met, he acted murderously, his spear gathered his internal strength, as long as he pierced in, the person in front of him would be broken to pieces.

Mo Fan quickly took a step back, then raised the long knife in his hand, blocked it, but was broken, he quickly retreated, then turned around, avoided the long spear, but was affected by the internal force of the long spear Shocked, his arm was injured.

Long Yin clicked the corner of his mouth, and then flew down the tower, sitting on his horseback, looking up at Mo Fan, a cold light shattered from the corner of his mouth, his fingers moved slightly, and the soldiers behind him wanted to rush to the tower.

Jin Yao turned his eyes to look at Long Yin in admiration, and whispered, "God of War is really the God of War."

The corner of Long Yin's mouth evoked an unexpected smile, "He is far from the little war dragon, he is not enough."

Jin Yao curled his lips and smiled, fearing that in Zhanlong's eyes, no one in this world could fight him.

"Did the battle dragon encounter an opponent?" Jin Yao asked curiously.

"Yes." Long Yin sighed deeply, "This person has been entangled with me for two thousand years, and there is no winner or loser."

"Who is that?" Jin Yao became more curious.

"You will know in the future." Long Yin stopped talking, just raised his eyes and looked at Mo Fan above the tower, his eyes were cold, and his shoulders had already leaked blood.

In the holy pond, Feng Aotian slowly opened his eyes, put away his spiritual power, and when he got up, he saw that the meteor complexion of the altar finally improved a lot, and the **** dog also slowly opened his eyes and stood. stand up.

The white light on the meteor gradually disappeared. He took a deep breath, then opened his eyes, raised his eyes to look at Feng Aotian, the corner of his mouth hooked, and he stood up and stretched his arms as if there was nothing wrong with him.

Feng Aotian looked at him with a gloomy face, "What did you see in the holy pond?"

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