If the nanny heard Feng Wuyou’s thoughts, she would have to cry to death.

Are they unreliable?

It's really... Feng Wuyou, who was dressed up like this, is really born with an attraction, which makes people unable to take their eyes off her, and even her attention is attracted.

Feng Wuyou asked twice before the nanny woke up.

She quickly asked to the side, "When is it?"

The little palace maids next to them also realized and hurried to look at the hourglass prepared beside them. Someone whispered: "Hai is right..." "Yeah."

The nanny thought about it and it was almost time. She stretched out her hand and said, "Please please."

Since Feng Wuyou came in, she has called at least a dozen Queen of Phoenix, but none of them is as sincere as this one.

At this time, she really treated Feng Wuyou as a queen.

Feng Wuyou responded lightly without delay, then followed the direction guided by the nanny and stepped out of the door.

Outside the door, the carriage was still parked not far away, and Jiang Tong was still there.

In addition to bringing Feng Wuyou here today, he also has to be responsible for the safety of the entire ceremony, so he will stay nearby.

When he saw Feng Wuyou for the first time, he was also stunned. He almost unconsciously turned his body from leaning against the carriage to standing upright.

"Feng Wuyou?"

He shouted in confusion.

Feng Wuyou frowned slightly, looked at him coldly, and then looked away.

People like Jiang Tong are not worthy of calling her name.

Moreover, one day, maybe today, she will definitely kill Jiang Tong.

"General Jiang, please give up."

Jiang Tong took a few steps forward unconsciously and blocked Feng Wuyou and the nanny.

He came to his senses, quickly gave in and whispered, "I'm sorry."

Although he was responsible for the safety of the ceremony, he did not have any business to hold the ceremony, and he could not enter the altar.

The nanny nodded and signaled nothing, and once again said to Feng Wuyou: "Queen Feng, please."

Feng Wuyou followed the nanny and walked naturally towards the place in front of him that was covered by the heavy curtains.

Behind the curtain, a trapezoidal platform and a figure standing on the platform can be seen faintly.

That person... should be Wu Jin.

Feng Wuyou lowered his eyes and continued to move forward without any abnormality.

Jiang Tong stood there, his eyes fixed on Feng Wuyou's back until her figure was completely blocked by the curtains, and then he came to his senses.

"General...who is Feng Wuyou?"

The Tiance Army on one side asked in a low voice: "Why do I think she looks like a fairy?"

When he was young, he listened to stories told by the elderly in the village. The fairies in the story were almost the same as Feng Wuyou just now.

"What nonsense!"

Jiang Tong Li scolded: "Preserve your position. If something goes wrong today, I will not spare you!"

The soldier was frightened and hurried back to his position.

He touched his ears, unable to understand what he said, and actually made the general so angry.

Jiang Tong scolded his subordinates, but he couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

No wonder, the emperor always misses Feng Wuyou.

Having seen such a woman, it is indeed difficult for another woman to see him.

However, Jiang Tong felt uneasy in his heart.

Wu Jin said that Feng Wuyou is an anomaly of the way of heaven, and is a lonely ghost who cannot tolerate the way of heaven, so he can definitely be taken away by the way of heaven.

But as he saw just now, is Feng Wuyou really an anomaly of the number of days?

Why did he feel that inexplicably that Wu Jin is more like the one who practices witchcraft?

It was cold and dark, and the night in November was already a bone-permeable coolness.

The night is very clear, but the moon seems to be covered with a layer of frosted glass, making people feel invisible.

Murong Yi stood on the flat ground in front of the altar and said coldly: "Since you are here, don't you dare to come out?"

Many soldiers from the Western Qin guarded around him, and they all looked at each other when they heard this.

What is the emperor talking about?

They obviously found nothing.

But soon, a figure appeared in their sight.

"Xiao Jinglan!"

The person standing in front saw the face of the visitor clearly and shouted out in surprise.

They couldn't believe it at all.

Isn’t Xiao Jinglan Yan Yun thousands of miles away?

Why did it suddenly appear here?

And, is he crazy?

Even though he knew that he was Yan Yun's traitor, he still dared to swagger in front of them, especially the emperor was here.

"alert!"

With a loud shout, all the soldiers of Xiqin raised their weapons and took a stance to be on guard.

They really dared not ignore Xiao Jinglan.

Xiao Xinlan seemed to have not seen all this, so he walked forward slowly.

The construction of this altar was very hasty. Although the main project was completed, especially the specifications of the altar, there was no mistake at all, the other parts of the supporting facilities seemed very simple and rough.

Especially in front of the main building of the altar, there was a small square to be used to send a message to the public for worship, but at this time, it was just a small open space, and even the ground was not paved, and the weeds were removed roughly.

Similarly, the surrounding courtyard walls and other defense measures are completely missing.

Most of the personal guards who followed Murong Yi brought melee weapons, with only a few bows and arrows, and were all laid in front of them at this time.

In fact, in this case, bows and arrows have little effect. After all, the place is empty and there is a lot of room for dodging, so bows and arrows cannot exert their effectiveness.

Xiao Jinglan and the men he brought soon all appeared in the sight of the Western Qin soldiers.

The number of people is not large, but there are definitely many.

When they all appeared, Xiao Jinglan and Murong Yi acted almost at the same time.

"kill!"

There are no extra words, almost overlapping sounds.

The men and horses from both sides also took action almost at the same time, running forward fiercely, and rushing together.

Xiao Jinglan and Murong Yi also moved together. Their goals were clear, that was the other party.

"Bang!"

The two of them collided with their palms and let out a roar, as if even the air was torn apart.

The two were about to part with each other, but soon, they rushed together again and greeted each other without hesitation.

In Murong Yi's eyes, Xiao Jinglan was a rebel general and the culprit for the split of Western Qin.

In Xiao Jinglan's eyes, it is much simpler: whoever dares to touch Feng Wuyou will be his enemy.

This showdown was very intense, but there was no loud noise.

Everyone has used all their strength to fight, so they don’t even have any extra time to make sounds.

Silent, fierce, merciless.

If you want to use a few adjectives for this sudden battle, you can only have such words.

After several moves, someone suddenly shouted loudly: "Master!"

With the sound, a long sword was thrown over.

This is not the decorative swords that are not useful in the palace, but the sword that Murong Yi often uses, dyed with countless enemies' blood.

At the same time, Yan Lin also shouted: "Master!"

The same weapon was thrown over.

At this moment, both of them had murderous intent in their eyes.

It seems that what is in front of them is their irreconcilable enemy. They have only one purpose of fighting: to kill each other.
To be continued...