The strange woman who plays power: the fourth lady who plays power

The person who wanted to take Cui Moyao's life was in front of him in the blink of an eye, and the sword reached his chest. Cui Moyao reacted quickly enough, and with a flick of the sword in his hand, the sword in that palm almost flew out of his hand. ┠26nbsp;┨

"He Yinchao, is that you?" Cui Moyao exclaimed in surprise.

He Yinchao's wrist was sore and numb from the shock, only then did he realize that the person in front of him was a powerful enemy he had never met in his life, he was startled and angry, and shouted: "Cui Moyao, today I will avenge my father."

"He Taijiu simply means that he deserves to die, so why do you have to die for him?" He finally met He Yinchao, and he always remembered He Yinchao as a humble gentleman who was indifferent to fame and fortune. Don't ever have a day when you and He Yinchao face each other with swords and swords.

"Hmph, the hatred of killing one's father is irreconcilable!"

"I pity you for being a good man, but I didn't expect you to be so obsessed. I have nothing to say."

Just when the two were shining their swords, a masked person suddenly flew in the air, like a pure white butterfly, she landed lightly between Cui Moyao and He Yinchao, and said in a cold voice: "I killed He Taiji, if you want revenge, you can kill him." Find me."

For a moment, everyone's eyes fell on the woman in white. Although she couldn't see her face, she could feel that she should be a big beauty from her slim figure.

It's just that defending the family and the country, life and death duels, have always been a man's business, why did a woman suddenly come up and say that He Taiji was killed by her?

When Cui Yingyan saw her for the first time, she had a feeling that this woman was like the late Princess Yi Fu Yaxuan. Although her face was covered, her voice and movements were too similar.

Cui Moyao was already certain in his heart that this person was the missing Fu Yaxuan, she finally appeared, he had waited too long.

But He Yinchao blurted out: "Yaxuan, is that you?"

Fu Yaxuan smiled faintly, and pulled off the silk scarf on his face, revealing a cold and beautiful face, with thin eyebrows like willows brushing spring water, a small and cute bridge of nose, long hair draped behind him like a beautiful waterfall, and a white dress that looked spotless , but even more cold and arrogant, not like anything in the world.

As Cui Moyao thought, this is really the woman he has been thinking about day and night, and she is really still alive.His heart was agitated, and he stared at her quietly, but she didn't even look at him, as if she didn't know him.

"It was me, He Taiji was the one who killed him. If you want to kill me, kill me." She raised her white and beautiful neck, but her face was still indifferent, as if death was an easy thing for her thing.

"You...Why you?" He Yinchao looked at her in shock and exclaimed.He really hoped that it was someone else, so that even if it was annihilation, he would not hesitate, but she was the only one, how would he do it?

"Go ahead!"

People in ancient times were extremely pedantic in their thinking, and the hatred of killing their father was irreconcilable, so she should pay for the murder; even in modern times, there are thousands of reasons, and this hatred of killing her father is unforgivable.

A pair of eagle-like green eyes shot out a cold and ruthless light. He Yinchao, who was dressed in black, was like a devil who transformed into a human under the moonlight. His gaze fell on Fu Yaxuan's petite figure without blinking, like a hungry black Leopards stare at their preferred prey.

"He Yinchao, you are not allowed to hurt her. If you want revenge, you should come to me. If it wasn't for me, you wouldn't die if you were too anxious." At this time, Cui Moyao didn't dare to act rashly, so he could only shout anxiously.

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