There is a tyrant in the home after the poison

Chapter 871 Killing brother and kidnapping (7)
"Ah..." City Lord Qianji was frightened, and the sixth prince was also frightened, because the scalding blood was splashing on his face.

Xiaosan tightly covered her mouth, with a little horror in her eyes.

Feng Ling even killed his own brother, really inhumane.

"Seventh Emperor Brother, Seventh Emperor Brother, please forgive me, please forgive me, I will never dare to fight against you again, Seventh Emperor Brother, for the sake of our brothers, please forgive me. "The sixth prince kowtowed vigorously, his whole body was trembling, his heart was terrified, he always felt that he would die here today.

"Brother? I haven't forgotten how he bullied me 15 years ago, and how he conspired with the fourth brother, saying that my mother and concubine stole men and gave birth to me, a lowly breed, so that my mother and concubine were thrown into the cold palace." Yes." When Feng Ling said these words, his tone was light, but every sentence could hear the murderous intent inside.

The sixth prince fell down in a slump, his face was pale, and he wanted to explain, but he didn't know how to explain everything. No matter how he explained, he also heard him complaining to his father back then.

"Seventh Emperor Brother, I am...I was deceived by someone, you must believe me."

"Master, there is nothing to believe in this kind of person, just kill him."

Holding the bloody knife, Feng Ling approached the sixth prince step by step. The sixth prince was so frightened that he backed away step by step, panicking.

"Whether you were cheated or not, it is a fact that you harmed my mother and concubine. Your life, your mother and concubine, and even your nine clans will all have to pay for your stupidity." Feng Ling's indifferent eyes suddenly flashed. After a smear of murderous intent, with a wave of the long sword in his hand, a human head rolled down again.

Xiaosan covered her mouth tightly, turned around, her heart pounding, "Sister, is that person a devil? They are brothers. When someone kills, he kills his enemies, but he kills his relatives."

Yang Churuo has long been indifferent.

Feng Ling was able to kill the Fifth Prince, so naturally he could also kill the Sixth and Eighth Princes, there was nothing strange about it, he was just like that.

"Master." Ah Xing handed over a clean handkerchief, and stood respectfully behind Feng Ling. The sixth and eighth princes died, but he was not happy at all.

Because he knew that even if the master killed them all, the master's mother and concubine would not come back, and it was impossible to undo the pain they had suffered before.

"Give the head to that old thing." Feng Ling threw away the bloody long sword in his hand, and said calmly, as if he was talking about a very ordinary thing.

"Yes."

"Seventh Prince, the two princes died in Qianji City, this matter..." the owner of Qianji City asked a little uneasy, afraid to look directly at Feng Ling.

"Did the sixth prince and the eighth prince come to Qianji City? Why didn't I know?" Feng Ling asked with a sneer.

The owner of Qianji City was taken aback for a moment, and quickly realized what Feng Ling meant, and nodded quickly, "Yes, yes, the two princes have never been to Qianji City, they have never been, and the officials have never seen them. "

Feng Ling snapped, threw the fan on the table, and said leisurely to Yang Churuo's wall, "Aren't you thirsty after watching the excitement for so long? Come out and have a cup of tea."

hiss...

Xiaosan and Yang Churuo gasped.

He knew that they moved so lightly?
Or, from the beginning, he knew they were here, but he didn't say it?

Yang Churuo felt a chill in her heart, and she knew that Feng Ling was not so easy to fool.

"Sister, let's go." Xiaosan took Yang Churuo's hand and rushed outside, but at some point, people outside had surrounded their room heavily, and countless archers were aiming at them.

The leader is that elegant man in white clothes.

"Sister, you go first, I'll cover you." Xiaosan looked ugly, with big eyes, looking for a way to break through. Seeing a young man in brocade clothes approaching like a moon, Xiaosan tore it off. The belt whirled, and the boy rolled up in front of him, and the knife in his sleeve was skillfully pressed against his throat.

(End of this chapter)