The prosperous age of the concubine

Chapter 321

And almost at the same time, Li Qingmo, who was less than a foot away from Feng Junlin outside, suddenly saw the red mark on his forehead that was already bewitching as red suddenly darken. To cheer up and lean over.

However, he suddenly seemed to be pulled by the cocoon, the red light in his eyes faded, and when the nine golden dragons disappeared in an instant, he fell straight down.

"Ah! Feng Junlin!" Almost instantly, she chased after that figure.

But it's a pity that this time, Feng Junlin was like a waste who had completely lost his spiritual power. When she rushed over, he had already hit the ground heavily and vomited a big mouthful of blood from the corpses all over the field.

"Feng Junlin? Feng Junlin?"

Li Qingmo had never been so panicked before. Seeing that the snow color had been dyed with countless dazzling red flowers, she ruthlessly withdrew her gaze, and helped the beautiful man with a golden complexion who fell on the ground to his feet.

"Feng Junlin, don't scare me."

At this time, Feng Junlin's sanity had begun to gradually blur, but when he heard the familiar voice beside him, he still stretched out his hand and grabbed the bright wrist tightly: "Mo'er, it's...Chong Zi, it must be...he !"

"Chong Zi?" Li Qingmo heard his own voice trembling: "Where did you see him?"

"The underworld, I just went to the underworld... to find my father's soul." Feng Junlin spoke slowly, but those hazy eyes, which were slightly squinted, looked at the top of the head without focus.

Heavy purple?That's right, just now when his soul went out of his body to go to the underworld, the judge let him bring back Feng Xuanyue's soul so easily, why didn't he expect that this was just another transfer of his evil spirit by the Lord of the Earth Realm What about him?
"Mo'er,"

"Ok!"

"I killed a lot, 10 people, I have never killed so many people."

At this moment, Li Qingmo heard the voice that was always soft like the spring breeze on the river in the past, revealing a sense of despair and depression that had never been seen before, just like the high mountains and distant fog, the sadness was almost as thick as Indelible ink.

Suddenly, Li Qingmo felt a sharp pain somewhere in her heart, and the next moment, she hugged the man beside her tightly in her arms: "Don't talk nonsense, it's none of your business, if you want to blame it, blame it!" Heavy purple."

For a long time, the man in his arms didn't make a sound.

Li Qingmo tried his best to hold back the soreness in his chest, but when he raised his eyes, when he saw that everywhere he looked, there was blood flowing into a river, the mist in the corner of his eyes was like a broken thread. Beads rolled down like rustling.

10 people, it would be fine if they were replaced by ordinary people, but why?Why did they all die at the hands of this divine phoenix who couldn't commit any killings?
"A Lin, I didn't kill anyone, my life is clean, if possible, I'll let you do half of it." Letting go of his hand, Li Qingmo found out, when?This handsome man with a golden complexion has passed out.

"Father! Father..."

Finally, Li Qingmo shouted heart-piercingly at the gate of the palace...

In the early morning of the next day, Princess Changle in Liuyun Palace hurried to Zhaode Palace where the third brother lived.

Just turning around the imperial garden, she saw the door of the nave in front, and there were countless palace maids and eunuchs cleaning up the scene, so she frowned and asked, "Aren't you done yet?"

(End of this chapter)