The Cold Regent Keeps a Fox as a Consort

Wu Ma's often brown eyes stared at Xiao Xi in a furious and angry look. If his eyes could kill people, Xiao Xi had already been skinned.

"The old man killed you little bitch."

Wu Ma often roared, his palms danced, and gathered a powerful Xuanqi lion shape, and he rushed towards Xiao Xi ferociously. Wherever the Xuanqi lion had passed, the branches and leaves and trees were all broken into pieces, no one was spared.

"Xiao Xi, be careful."

Nan Tianyu patted the ground with his palm, his fallen body flew up, and rushed over to save Xiao Xi, but after all, Xiao Xi's figure was engulfed by the Xuanqi lion.

"Xiao Xi."

Nan Tianyu roared loudly and fell down from the air, kneeling on the ground on his knees, looking at the debris on the ground in a distracted manner, it was the fragments of Xiao Xi's clothes.

When Nangong Yao led the generals, he heard Nan Tianyu's roar. His face was white, and he passed by. He grabbed Nan Tianyu on the ground and asked hurriedly.

"What's wrong with Xi'er? I ask you what's wrong with Xi'er?"

Nangong Yao has never been so irritable. He knew tolerance at an early age, but now, he doesn't want the damn tolerance anymore. Whoever lets him tolerate, who he will kill.

Nan Tianyu reached out and grabbed the pieces of clothes on the ground and unfolded in front of Nangong Yu. The familiar pieces flew to Nangong Yu's face.

Nan Tianyu's hoarse voice said: "Dead."

Nangong Yao's head was dizzy. He seemed to hear the sound of collapse in the heart. This was Xier's clothes, and her body fragrance remained.

Nangong Yu suddenly released Nan Tianyu, his cold, cold eyes fell on Wu Machang, and the face of Xianxian was somewhat distorted, and his palm waved: "People will listen to orders and kill him at all costs."

"Well."

The generals were in the same channel, swallowing mountains and rivers, thousands of troops and thousands of horses, and often killed towards Wuma.

Wu Ma Chang Lao's face is a little different, staring at Nangong Yuan in angrily: "Dad boy, do you dare to shoot the old man? The old man will not spare you."

The corner of Nangong's mouth pulled a weird smile, and Wu Ma often looked at it with horrified pores. He thought that this kid was a scared species of death, and he didn't expect to be crazy.

Although Wuma often has a very high level of cultivation, he fought against Nan Tianyu and spent a lot of cultivation. Even if he faces Nangong ’s thousands of troops, even if he is a high, he will be consumed by so many people. dead.

After Wu Ma often talked about it, it disappeared.

Nangong Yao chased the past, after all, he did not catch it, and Wu Ma often seemed to disappear from this world.

Nangong Yao returned to the place where Xiao Xi died, and saw the pieces of clothes on the ground as beautiful as petals. He reached out and picked them up one by one.

When a gust of wind blew, the debris on the ground flew up, seemingly to be blown farther away, disappeared in front of his eyes. .

"Come on, don't go ..."

Seeing this scene, the general of Nanling suddenly felt uncomfortable in the heart of Tiezheng's man. After Her Majesty ascended the throne, there was no woman in the harem, and even the show girls sent by the empress and the ministers were all driven away.

Now, he finally knew that after His Majesty did not marry, he did not accept the concubine, because His Majesty's heart was already occupied by a woman.

And now, this woman...

...

After a few hours.

Ziyi came out of Feng Lingran's body, and his soul was not as transparent as when he entered. Seeing Xiao Qi came to a strange place with Feng Lingran, he frowned tightly, sweeping around, without looking To the figure of his little apprentice.

Ziyi suddenly felt uncomfortable in her heart, and moved her fingers, holding Xiaoqi's throat: "Why should I leave my little apprentice and save this ruined body?"

Xiaoqi's throat tightened, and there was severe pain. He couldn't even see who moved his hand?

But Xiaoqi heard Ziyi's voice.

Xiaoqi stopped struggling, and her beautiful eyes turned red: "It was Xiaoqi's fault. Xiaoqi didn't have the ability to save the younger sister."

Zi Yi's strange and quiet voice said: "Since this is the case, how can this deity keep you?"

Xiao Qi closed his eyes and was waiting to die.

When Ziyi finished Xiaoqi's life, she saw a tear drop down the corner of his eyes, and Xiao Xi's pale and firm face was reflected in the transparent water drops. She let Xiaoqi leave with Feng Lingran's body.

Before people die, the memories in front of him will be replayed in their heads. Xiao Qi’s tears roll through his most painful memories. He takes away Feng Lingran, and Xiaoxi is not taken away by himself.

With a roar, the roar shattered Xiao Qi's tears.

Ziyi's face changed drastically, her figure flickered, and the demon's beautiful phoenix eyes were a little lost, murmured, "No, little disciple, you will be fine..."

Xiaoqi's neck was loose, he felt a wind blowing around him, and the voice of the mysterious man never sounded again.

...

Three days later.

Nanling Palace.

"Your Majesty, people cannot be resurrected, do you really want to do this?" Zhuxu held the whisk in his hands and stared at Nangongzhuo, who had not closed his eyes for three days and three nights. Bloodshot.

"Don’t you say that three souls and seven souls are still in the world after death? I saw Qiulan’s soul, and I want you to recall Xi’er’s soul. She only drank green juice not long ago. After she died, she thought Will remember me, her soul will return to me." Nangong Huang's voice was hoarse, holding Xiao Xi's clothes fragments in his hand, as if it were a treasure.

"What can I do if I get back? Her body has disappeared. You forcibly left her soul in the world, which will only exhaust her yin. The final outcome may not be able to be reborn. Your majesty, this is what you are willing to see Did you arrive?"

"I can let her soul enter other women's bodies, and she can still live." Nangong Yao raised his bloody eyes. He wanted her to live, and she had to come to life. If Zhuxu dared to stop, he would be destroyed. The Taoist view of Zhuxu.

Zhu Xu's eyes destroyed by Nangong Yu startled. He was so persistent with Xiao Xi?

"Your Majesty, it's too late." The thin voice of the yellow door came.

For a moment, the door was pushed open, and the queen mother walked in. Behind her, she followed the maid Liumao.

"Emperor, why are you so confused? For the sake of a fox demon, do such a ridiculous thing?" The Queen Mother was angry, seeing Nangong's eyes full of red blood, and the face of the fairy was as pale as a ghost, she scared With a jump, he said with pity: "Yuaner, why is your face so bad? How long have you not rested yet? Come here! Don't hurry up and rest."

"No need." Nangong Yuan's voice was as cold as ice, his bloody eyes stared at Liu Ma's mother beside her, and the scared Liu Ma's face had changed, her guilty conscience was terrible.

"Yuer..."

Nangong Yao suddenly stood up, her bloody eyes staring at the queen mother, interrupting her words: "Children really regret it. If you didn't insist on saving you, Xier didn't have to put so much blood, she wouldn't treat me. Mustard, stay away from me. "