Emperor Phoenix Policy: Feng Qingtian

Chapter 226 Breaking the Secret Law
In the bedroom, Feng Jin was fighting against Anova's only remaining long needle.

The other party didn't know who it was, nor did they use any secret method, but they actually held her spiritual power and sucked the long needle back completely.

Feng Jin watched helplessly as the long needle disappeared little by little, and finally sank into the Baihui acupoint. She gritted her teeth and was about to hit Anova's temple hard to force the long needle out. Suddenly, Anova struggled frantically, with more strength than before. Big, the five or six hidden guards who were holding him down were all thrown away, fell heavily to the ground, and hit the wall.

Feng Jin was not spared either, and was hit flying by Anova's fist, and fell heavily to the ground, spitting out mouthfuls of blood, which sprayed on the vermilion carpet, as if a few gorgeous plum blossoms had bloomed.

"Your Majesty the Queen!"

Prince Saye was the closest to Feng Jin, and hurried to help her up.

Anova stood up and jumped towards Feng Jin step by step with one foot. Seeing that something was wrong, the hidden guards immediately rushed forward, but Anova knocked them all into the air.

The light in Feng Jin's eyes was particularly heavy. The other party must have used the secret method of pressing the bottom of the box to stimulate Anova's potential tenfold and a hundredfold.

Anova walked towards Feng Jin step by step. Prince Saya's face was pale. Although he was good at riding and shooting, facing Anova who couldn't be restrained by so many people, he would definitely be beaten flying.

Prince Saya wanted to let go, but when he thought of the growing strength of the Eastern Huns, the aging Father Khan, and the declining Western Huns, he had no choice but to suppress the idea of ​​running away, and supported Feng Jin to retreat.

The critical moment is a good time for him to win the empress's favor.

For the Western Huns, we can only fight!
If they win, the Queen will support the Western Huns. At that time, the Western Huns will be able to suppress the Eastern Huns in turn, and maybe they can take the opportunity to unify the Huns. If they lose, they will be beaten away by Anova, who is as mad as a beast. Although he will be seriously injured, he will definitely save his life. The empress will not let him die in Dazhou.

The relationship between pros and cons, Prince Saya thought very clearly.

"The prince doesn't need to care about me. He seems to be staring at me. As long as the prince leaves, he will never follow."

So many hidden guards rushed forward, but Anova just threw them off, instead of chasing after them and beating them to death for revenge. His eyes were fixed on Feng Jin, as if Feng Jin was the only one in his eyes.

Feng Jin knew that this was the trick of the people behind the scenes, making Anova bite her.

"Your Majesty, although Xiao Wang is not as capable as the leader of His Majesty's secret guards, Xiao Wang is also a man! A man in the grassland will never leave a woman and run away!"

Prince Saya said loudly.

"He only wants to deal with me, and doesn't care about other people. If you follow me, not only will you not be able to help me, but you will also be dragged down by me."

Feng Jin said, pushing him away hard.

Prince Saya wanted to go over, but when he saw Anova who was approaching the queen with red eyes, he stopped abruptly.

The hidden guards flew over, trying to stop Anova, but Anova sent him flying.

Anova rushed in front of Feng Jin, grabbed Feng Jin and threw her on the ground, causing her bones to fall apart, her whole body hurting, Feng Jin just got up, Anova's powerful big hands strangled her tightly hold her neck...

"Let go..."

Feng Jin slapped Anova's arm desperately, the feeling of suffocation was too uncomfortable, she felt the air in her chest was squeezed out little by little, and her lungs ached.

On the other side, Wuming's sword had just slashed down, and the sect master didn't dodge or dodge, feeling the icy sword force pressing down on his head.

At the very moment, the sorcerer suddenly let out a creepy laugh, and said fiercely, "If you dare to break Lao Tzu's secret technique, I will kill you! Choke you to death!"

Under his control, the wooden man's hands tightened, as if he was strangling someone's neck.

Wuming's face changed, suddenly thinking of Feng Jin, the long sword turned abruptly in the air, and slashed at the warlock. The warlock felt the murderous aura rushing from above his head, his face changed, he immediately threw away the wooden man, and smashed a ball On the ground, a puff of white smoke rose, blocking Wuming's sight, and the long sword cut down, only a scream was heard.

When Wuming held his breath and rushed into the white smoke, the Warlock had already disappeared, leaving a pool of blood on the ground.

Wuming didn't care about chasing him, jumped up and flew back to the bedroom.

In the bedroom, Anova suddenly became motionless, as if she had lost control.

Prince Saye and a hidden guard pulled away the two hands that were around Feng Jin's neck, and Anova fell down suddenly.

When Wuming rushed in, Feng Jin was sitting on the ground with a pale face, holding his throat and coughing non-stop.

"Ajin—"

Wuming rushed over to hold Feng Jin in his arms. Feng Jin finally stopped after coughing a few times, and said in a hoarse voice, "I'm fine, don't worry."

Her voice was hoarse and dry, as if it had been smoked by fireworks, and Wuming knew that her throat was injured when she heard it, so she hurriedly said, "Go and call the imperial doctor!"

Soon, Imperial Physician Zhang arrived out of breath. Seeing the mess in the room, many of the hidden guards were injured, he asked in astonishment, "Isn't it His Majesty's birthday yesterday? How did this happen?" look?"

Fortunately, he was afraid that His Majesty would be too happy to get drunk last night and cause something to happen, so he changed shifts with the on-duty imperial physician, and he came to watch the night.

After hearing the question from Imperial Physician Zhang, Prince Saya showed embarrassment, "Your Majesty, this is all Xiao Wang's negligence, it is Xiao Wang's fault, and Xiao Wang is willing to make up for Your Majesty."

"Let's talk about this later, the prince should go back to the Huixin Building first."

Wuming said with a blank face that he has no affection for Prince Saye at all.

Prince Saya also knew that he had made a big mistake. Seeing that the queen was also injured, he was in no mood to talk to him, so he had to leave.

After careful examination by Doctor Zhang, seeing that there was nothing wrong with it, except for a slight pinch, he prescribed some medicine for Feng Jin and asked Lv Yi to boil the medicine.

After drinking the medicine, Wuming hugged Feng Jin and changed to another room to rest.

Feng Jin nestled in his arms, feeling that his mood was a little depressed, and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"

Wuming kissed the black hair on top of her head, "It's nothing."

Feng Jin lay on his chest, and rubbed his cheek against his chest, "Don't blame yourself, what happened tonight has nothing to do with you."

Nameless remained silent.

Of course it has something to do with him!
If he hadn't been caught by the sect master and didn't deal with the warlock in time, Ah Jin wouldn't have been pinched by Anova, and it wouldn't have been so difficult to say every word, and the hoarse voice could be heard in his ears Li, both distressed and blamed himself.

He told Feng Jin what had just happened in detail, but skipped the words that the sect master provoked him. He knew it was true. He heard from the hidden guard that the sect master lived in Ah Jin's bedroom for more than ten years. God, Ah Jin pampered him very much, the reason could only be that the head of the sect saved her life, and she was paying back the favor.

Shen Wenqing also hinted to him that Ah Jin had been ill before, and the situation was very strange, and it was the door owner who intervened.

He also knew that the sect master was exaggerating. With Ah Jin's character, even if she had no strength to resist, she would not let the sect master touch her, let alone let the sect master recuperate in the bedroom after the incident happened. Fierce, arrogant and evil, if the sect master really touched her regardless of her wishes, the sect master would have died long ago.

However, there must be some contact, such as skin-to-skin contact.

In any case, Ah Jin is still alive, which is better than anything else.

After calming down, although Wuming hated the sect master, he was still grateful.

"Is the door master here?"

After hearing Wuming's words, Feng Jin frowned.

"Well, he seems to be protecting the magician who cast the spell."

Feng Jin pondered for a moment, "Is that Warlock one of his people, or are they just a cooperative relationship?"

"It should be a cooperative relationship. I have never heard of such a person in the gate of death."

Feng Jin raised her head and looked at Wuming with fiery eyes, "Then who do you think he is cooperating with? Who is that warlock?"

"I don't know, but I will ask someone to check."

Feng Jin lowered her head, buried her face in Wuming's broad and hot chest again, and murmured, "Wuming, do you feel that there is an invisible net opening to us, trying to catch us all like prey?" go in."

"I think Prince Saya has concealed something from us. I have already sent someone to the Huixin Building to investigate. The guards must be less strict while the prince is away. Maybe we can find something useful."

When Wuming went out for the first time, he sent the secret guard Chasaye Prince's bottom.

Feng Jin hummed lightly, and her fingers grabbed the skirt of Wuming's chest so tightly that her knuckles turned white.

Wuming sensed that her emotions were wrong, held her hand, and asked gently and concernedly, "A Jin, what's wrong?"

Feng Jin slowly raised her head, her eyes were a little confused and uneasy, she opened her pale lips, and murmured, "Wu Ming, I have a very bad feeling, I feel... I want to lose you gone."

(End of this chapter)