Emperor Phoenix Policy: Feng Qingtian

Chapter 145 Death Is Worth It!

Compared with Feng Jin's anger, the sect master's emotions were much more complicated, he was stunned, at a loss, he couldn't believe that he really did this, and there was also a hint of secret joy that he succeeded.

The soft touch from his lips and the fragrance in his nose made him a little intoxicated, and he wanted to kiss deeper with nostalgia.

This was the first time he kissed a woman, it felt really weird, but after the weirdness, it was wonderful to indulge in.

Feng Jin was so angry that his face turned livid, and he tried hard to push the door master away, but his hands were weak and his body was weak, and he was tightly imprisoned in his arms. Unexpectedly, this man looked like a woman, frail and frail, with little strength. Small.

The master of the sect held her slender waist tightly with one hand, and controlled the back of her head with the other, preventing Feng Jin from retreating and struggling.

Just when he was about to kiss deeper, there was a strong cold murderous aura in the air, Wuming came back!
The sect master still didn't want to let Feng Jin go, and kissed her lips tightly.

A cold light suddenly appeared, a long sword pierced the night sky, and a voice that sounded like a silk tear came from the door master's ear, he immediately let go of Feng Jin, his figure flashed, but no matter how fast he dodged, it was already too late, the long sword The stroke hit his back, the wound was deep enough to see the bone, and blood spurted out.

Feng Jin was free, and fell powerlessly on the chair, with a cold killing intent on his face, "Wu Ming, kill him!"

The cold murderous intent in those phoenix eyes was devoid of affection or nostalgia, only strong hatred and indifference, which made the sect master a little hesitant.

Wuming attacked the sect master without saying a word. The sect master's expression changed, and he took out a pill from his arms and smashed it on the ground, emitting countless white smoke.

Feng Jin was worried that there was poison in the smoke, so she hurriedly called Wuming to stop, Wuming stopped abruptly, and slashed the long sword in the air, and the powerful sword energy split a crack on the wall.

Naturally, the sect master behind Bai Yan was not spared. He was seriously injured by the sword energy, staggered, and almost fell down. He forced himself to smash open the window and flew out.

Waiting for Wuming to rush through the white smoke while clutching his nose, there was no figure of the door owner, the window was knocked open, and a long bloodstain on the ground stretched all the way to the window.

"Pursue! I've caught up to Kill Wushe!"

Wuming gave an order, and several shadow guards flew out, chasing after the sect master's escape.

"Ajin, how are you doing?"

Wuming wanted to chase after him personally, but he was worried about Feng Jin, so he had to turn back and check whether Feng Jin was injured, Feng Jin shook his head, "I'm fine, you throw the incense burner out, something was added to it .”

Seeing Feng Jin's weak and powerless appearance, Wuming didn't understand anything.

Soon, the on-duty imperial physician was called to the empress' bedroom, and checked Feng Jin carefully, "Your Majesty is fine, just smelled some hypnotic fragrance, and he will be fine in a while."

It seems that the sect master did not lie to her, he did not poison her.

This room is temporarily unoccupied. Wuming carried Feng Jin to the next room. After settling down, he looked at the somewhat tired Feng Jin and comforted him softly, "Sleep, I will watch over you here."

Just as Feng Jin was about to close his eyes, he slowly opened them again, looking at Wuming, "Where did you go just now? You've been gone for so long."

Wuming was silent for a moment before whispering, "There is something."

Feng Jin looked at him for a moment, then looked away, without asking any more questions, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

She has been unwilling to force him to say things he doesn't want to say.

However, Feng Jin felt a little doubt in his heart, feeling that Wuming had something to hide from her.

In the past, even if he wanted to go out to do something, he would tell her what it was, and he would tell her in advance when to go and when to return, instead of leaving in a hurry like tonight without saying a word.

When she asked, he still refused to tell her the answer.

When Feng Jin's breathing became long and gentle, as if he had fallen asleep, Wuming quietly got up and left, and went to the outer room.

What he didn't know was that just after he left, Feng Jin's tightly closed eyes suddenly opened, looking at his back in confusion.

Wuming stood under the lamp, gently rolled up his sleeves, a thin black line on his arm was particularly conspicuous.

Just now, when he was on the hill to the west of the palace, the sinister and cold aura became more intense and fierce, mixing with his original warm aura, it had already affected his original spiritual power.

It took him a lot of effort to forcefully suppress the sinister aura, but such a black line appeared on his arm inexplicably.

He didn't want to tell Ah Jin about this, lest she worry. He had a feeling that, like him, Ah Jin couldn't figure out why this happened.

If anyone in the world knows, then this person must be Tianhe Zen Master.

"Nameless, what are you doing?"

Feng Jin's confused voice came from behind, Wuming's heart skipped a beat, he put down his sleeves calmly, and looked back at Feng Jin, "It's nothing, I can't sleep, come out and stay for a while."

"You were looking at your arm just now, is it hurt?"

As Feng Jin said, he was about to lift up Wuming's sleeves to check, Wuming pressed her hand, Feng Jin looked at him suspiciously, and the two looked at each other.

His eyes were deep and gentle, affectionate and yearning, just like before, the suspicion in Feng Jin's heart dissipated in an instant, she shouldn't doubt him, even if he had something to hide from her, there was his reason, he would never harm her.

Wuming silently hugged her into his arms, hugging her very tightly, as if he wanted to embed her into his body.

"I won't leave you half a step in the future!"

"What happened tonight was just an accident, I have nothing to lose, it's just..."

Just got kissed.

She just rinsed her mouth three times and wiped her lips five times before she felt that the man's breath had been cleaned up.

She hates people who don't like her touching her, but even so, she doesn't feel that she has become dirty and not good enough because of the other person's offense.

It was the other party's fault, not hers!
Dead door, one day, she will really make it a 'dead' door!

Feng Jin snuggled into Wuming's arms, her eyes were piercingly cold, after all, she was still not strong enough to be so frivolous by those Xiaoxiao.

outside the palace.

The door master was covered in blood, staggering and running on the roof, and the hidden guards behind him couldn't get rid of it, like a dog's skin plaster.

Could it be that he was really going to be captured and died by Wuming's hands?
But thinking about the taste of the empress's lips, the door master's red lips curled into a sinister arc, even if he died tonight, he was worth it!

In his life, he has never had a happy day.

He was brought into the gate of death at birth, and was regarded as a medicine man by the old man. He started experimenting with medicines since he was a baby, and he was better off dying day and night, but the old man just refused to let him die, and he couldn't even die.

When he lived to be 16 years old, he finally couldn't take it any longer, and gave the old man a dose of his newly developed poison, which killed the old man and made him the master of the door of death.

But tonight, for the first time, he left the place that trapped him for 18 years, came to the outside world, and kissed a woman for the first time, a woman who made his heart die silently, caused waves, and surged with strong longing!

He has no regrets!

Even though he was running for his life, he couldn't help rubbing his lips, savoring Her Majesty's soft and fragrant lips.

So beautiful and intoxicating!It's worth dying under her skirt!

But on second thought, he couldn't die.

Her lips are so beautiful, isn't her body even more beautiful?

He wants her!He has never had a goal, so this is the only goal in his life!
A strong desire to survive surged up in the door master's body, and he used [-]% of his power to run forward, keeping a little distance from the hidden guards chasing him.

But his injuries were too severe, and he might not be able to run out of the imperial capital, let alone return to the gate of death.

At this moment, the door owner saw a quaint and grand mansion not far away, the Prime Minister's Mansion!
The door master's eyes flashed, his heart was on his mind, his figure flashed quickly, he jumped off the roof, and disappeared in various intersecting alleys in an instant. trail.

Seeing his bloodstains on the ground, the door master quickly tapped several acupuncture points on his body to stop the bleeding that had been bubbling out, leaped lightly over a high wall, and walked all the way through the mansions of several families before entering Prime Minister.

What he didn't know was that as soon as he entered the prime minister's mansion, he was followed by someone.

There is a first-class expert around Pei Xiu, who can at least enter the top five in the list of masters. The last time Pei Xiu held Feng Jin back, it was to let him avoid those hidden guards who were investigating the queen's bedroom.

As soon as the door master jumped over the wall of Xiangfu, this person felt it and immediately reported it to Pei Xiu.

"A man in the rivers and lakes, a master of lightness kung fu, and was seriously injured?"

"Yes, Mr. Xiang."

He paused for a moment, "This person's lightness kung fu and movement skills are like that of the gate of death, and with his skill, he can't even compare with the left and right envoys of the gate of death. If my subordinate guessed correctly, he should be dead The owner of the door—the owner of the door!"

"Master?"

Pei Xiu's eyes flickered slightly, and his subordinates observed Pei Xiu's expression, and asked in a low voice, "Master Xiang, do you want your subordinates to kill him?"

(End of this chapter)