The General’s Little Peasant Wife

Three days after the army left, it was also on the chapel, but Ling Wuhou looked at Xiao Qifeng with arrogant eyes.

“Ha ha, Xiao Qifeng, you also have today.” He came in early this morning and poisoned the palace, and everyone who came in was poisoned.

On the dragon chair, Xiao Qifeng's face was pale, and Ling Wuhou's eyes filled with ruthless colors.

“Ling Wuhou, are you trying to rebel? ”

“You should have given up the throne, the one who could live, and now you're in a hurry to return, otherwise, kill without forgiveness.” Ling Wuhou looked at the ministers sitting on the ground because of the poisoning and said with a grin.

Xiao Qifeng's party didn't chew, didn't even look at it, while some other Wenshen were very afraid of dying. So Ling Wuhou said, where else disagreed? directly agreed to submit to Ling Wuhou.

Xiao Qifeng looked at Ling Wuhou to give them the antidote, and looked at those people standing behind Ling Wuhou.

Suddenly Xiao Keifeng discovered that the rebels were all those who had said they wanted peace.

“I just want to know now, how dare you do it with so many armies out there?” Xiao Qifeng looked curiously at Ling Wuhou and asked.

“A lot? Ha ha... even if there were more, it would not be an opponent of the army left behind by our ancestors.” Lingwuhouhaha laughed loudly.

Xiao Qifeng's eyes were tiny and his face was filled with anger: “You stole the secret order? ”

“Don't say stolen, didn't I just say? If the Emperor can reside, the Emperor should seize it.” As soon as Ling Wuhou thought of himself, he would soon be emperor. His face was full of excitement.

At the time of the incident in the palace, Linglo took people with him to the General's Palace. When he went in, no one was there, but a moment later he found them surrounded.

Linglo was not worried, but looked at Ning Mengyao: “Yao come with me, power status, I will give you whatever you want.” In addition to Ning Mengyao, he came in to find Joe Tianjin's charm.

Ning Mengyao looked at Linglo: “Looks like you went against it with your father. ”

Linglo did not speak but looked at the woman holding her belly in front of her: “As long as you come with me and remove the child from your belly, we can still be the same. ”

Ning Mengyao's face changed a lot. What did this man just say? You want me to get rid of the baby? Where'd he come from, confident he'd go with him?

“Linglo's confidence is good, but blind confidence is foolishness. When did I say I was leaving with you? I'm not rare, status? Daughter of the King Regent of the Mausoleum, Lady General Xiao, Master Tombao Lei, is that not a high status? Do I still need you to give me a place?” Mengyao looked sarcastically at Linglo and said.

“Yao 'er, don't provoke me.” Linglo's face was a little ugly, and this individual's identity had nothing to do with him.

It also reminded him of his stupidity, such a woman who pushed him away, not only that, but also that it was awkward.

“Ha ha, what if I piss you off?” Ning Mengyaohaha smiled. Looking at Linglo's eyes was like looking at a monster. When did this person's thoughts become like this?

Linglou saw Ning Mengyao like this, and knew that she would not leave with herself. Her eyes were cold at the moment: “Kill. ”

Ning Mengyao sneered: “No one left behind. ”

Linglou subconsciously raised her head to see Ning Mengyao, one does not stay. Does she also mean herself?

Green Frost and others stood beside Ning Mengyao. Instead of participating in the war circle, they protected Ning Mengyao. They were deeply afraid that Linglo's dog would jump against Ning Mengyao.

“Miss, you go first, leave this here to us.” Qingxuan looked at Ning Mengyao and was somewhat worried that she was pregnant and could not smell too much blood.

Ning Mengyao shook his head: “No, I'm right here. ”

She wants to see how Linglo loses. Is it worth paying for her life for that nothingness?

Linglou suddenly made a move in the direction of Ning Mengyao.

Green Xuan, who had long been guarded, responded and caught Linglo with a ten percent hand.

I watched Qingxuan wrestling with Linglo. I preferred to worry in the eyes of Mengyao. It would be nice if Qingxuan did not have an accident.

Qingxuan's martial arts are no different from Linglo's. He can't tell the difference between winning and losing for a while: “Watch the opportunity to help Qingxuan. ”