Feng Wuyou's stick was about to hit Lieying's head, but when he was about to fall, his wrist turned, changed from up and down to sweep, and hit his carotid artery hard.

Lie Ying felt a blank mind, and his body shook twice, and he couldn't stand steadily.

At this moment, what he thought was: I heard that Princess Qin had extraordinary martial arts skills, but I didn't expect it to be true.

As soon as the thought fell, he fell straight to the ground.

"Things that help the evil, brainless!"

Feng Wuyou said to Qianyue: "I'm tied up and my mouth is blocked."

Qianyue was still stunned, but after hearing Feng Wuyou's order, she immediately stepped forward to execute it.

With just a few breaths, Lieying tied it into a ball, and a rag that had just been placed on the medicine furnace handle was stuffed into his mouth.

On the other side, Xie Si treated the same way.

Qian Xin stuffed a bloody cloth into Xie Si's mouth and said viciously: "Poisonous woman, please try it. Is this human blood delicious?"

No matter how much Xie Si screamed, she was not at all merciless.

The few words Xie Si called just now really angered her.

These things are long, but when done, they are actually just a matter of a flash.

Feng Wuyou beat Leying's seven sticks, which only lasted a few seconds.

It’s faster to tie people up.

Feng Wuyou kept walking and rushed directly to the entrance of the hall.

In places like delivery rooms, the doors are naturally closed.

Even Xie Si came out and went in, but he didn't forget to bring the door to the door.

At this time, when people outside heard the movement, they all rushed to the door.

Murong Yi was about to move in, and the ministers were saying that the delivery room was dirty and advised him not to enter.

Murong Yi reached out and was about to push the door, but the door opened wide and Feng Wuyou appeared in front of him.

He was stunned and opened his mouth to ask, but he didn't ask.

"Dead."

Feng Wuyou said.

Murong Yi looked stunned, as if he didn't understand what Feng Wuyou said.

"Murong Yi, Changsun Yunchu is dead, and her children are dead, are you going to see them?"

Feng Wuyou said cruelly.

Murong Yi finally heard it clearly, and he suddenly said, "Impossible."

"Why is it impossible?"

Feng Wuyou mocked: "Because you are Murong Yi?

Because you are the emperor of Western Qin?

Because you want to get everything you want?

So they must follow your wishes, you let them die before they can die, and if you don’t let them die, they have to live?

But unfortunately, you are not the King of Hell, you can't control their life and death!~" "No... you are here."

Murong Yi subconsciously expressed what he was thinking.

Feng Wuyou sneered: “I am here?

Am I a god?"

She pointed her hand into the hall, and her voice became more and more sharp: "Do you know how Yun Chu died?

I used Shenfu Tang, and she was saved. The child was strong and might not be unable to withstand the blood heat.

Murong Yi, I'm here. I had the chance to save both of them, but what did you do to Yun Chu?"

"I..." Murong Yi's mouth was dry and his mind was very confused.

?”Murong Yi, do you know that Yun Chu likes you?

Do you know how much she likes you?

Do you know that she would rather abandon her parents than accompany you and give birth to children for you?

If you have eyes and a little heart, you will not be unable to see Yun Chu always being there, she is waiting for you."

"But what did you do?"

"Murong Yi, Yun Chu, was killed by you, and your child was killed by yourself."

"no!"

Murong Yi growled.

? "Do you dare not recognize it if you dare?

You dare to say that the will was not issued by you?

You dare to say that it was not because of your will that Yun Chu lost his last chance?”

"I..." "Murrong Yi, there should be a limit to willfulness."

Feng Wuyou approached him with a slight lip, and every word was like a needle: "Yes, your family and country are divided overnight, your relatives and friends are deviating, and your family is full of death. You encounter all the tragic things in this world, so do you want to impose your misery on others?

Today I will tell you that you deserve to be separated from your flesh and blood, be alone for a lifetime, and be the only husband in this world!"

"Shut up!"

Murong Yi shouted suddenly, his face almost ferociously.

But how could Feng Wuyou be afraid of him?

She sneered: "You know right or wrong, and you know everything is due to the times, but you dare not admit it.

You must find someone to hate him, and you must find a reason to raise yourself up so that you can dare to live in this world.

Murong Yi, you are just a coward, a coward..." "Rareless!"

Feng Wuyou said it too happily and too much. The minister next to him was stunned and couldn't remember to stop it. Seeing Murong Yi's expression getting worse and wrong, someone rushed forward to stop it.

"Feng Wuyou, what qualifications do you have to blame the emperor!"

"Feng Wuyou, why don't you shut up!"

"Get out!"

Feng Wuyou kicked the person who rushed forward away, and still stared at Murong Yi.

"Now you have killed your concubine and your children, are you satisfied?"

"Murrong Yi, there will never be anyone in the world who loves you as much as Changsun Yunchu. You killed the person who loves you the most with your own hands."

"Murrong Yi, I'm glad that I never liked you because you don't deserve to like others, nor do you deserve to be liked by others..." "Shut up!"

Murong Yi's face was extremely ferocious, and his palm had already accumulated strength to lift it. It looked like Feng Wuyou, but he could not move it anyway.

"Try it."

Feng Wuyou said: "Bow me to death and be your most wise emperor.

I wish you a lifetime of loneliness.”

No...no! Murong Yi's mind was painful and he desperately denied it.

Feng Wuyou's sneer, and Feng Wuyou's words all turned into the sharpest blunt knife, pulling it on his nerves one after another.

If you continue to fight and kill the woman in front of you, you will be completely defeated.

But...it doesn't work.

Even if he does everything cruel and cruel, he cannot hurt Feng Wuyou with his own hands.

The internal force has already accumulated, and I suddenly ran into my body to find my exit.

However, the raised hands were unable to let go of them no matter what.

In a blur, a word jumped into his mind.

The child... the child he hopes for is the only person in the world who has blood connection with him, no more.

Changsun Yunchu, the woman who always waited for him behind him, was gone.

Feng Wuyou... also broke up with him.

Many pictures kept flashing in my mind.

At one moment, there was Changsun Yunwei's bright smile on the northwest border, at the moment, there was Changsun Yunchu who looked at him quietly and shyly, at the moment, Feng Wuyou and him fought side by side and turned around and smiled in the fire, at the moment, there was a child stretching out his hands, calling his father softly and cowardly... Suddenly, all the pictures were broken and all became nothingness.

In the huge world, he is the only one.

He will be alone in this world.
To be continued...