Emperor Phoenix Policy: Feng Qingtian

Chapter 243 Encountering an Ambush 1
Zi'er trembled a bit, not daring to look at Pei Xiu's face, and subconsciously clamped her legs.

Pei Xiu's eyes didn't fluctuate, and there was no expression on his face, neither happy nor unhappy, Zi'er thought about it, and called softly, "Master Xiang."

Pei Xiu's eyes as deep as the deep sea finally flickered, and he glanced at Zi'er expressionlessly.

Zi'er's cheeks were flushed, and she looked at Pei Xiu tremblingly.

Pei Xiu looked at her, his eyes changing constantly.

Unlike the empress's slender and well-fitting body, Zi'er looked too young and her body was too thin.

He raised her for six years and watched her grow from a ten-year-old girl to a 16-year-old girl. She grew taller, her legs became slender and straight, her waist was slender, and her chest also had a graceful curve.

In the days of gold and jade, her skin was raised to be soft and smooth, which could be broken by blowing bombs, her lips were raised to be tender and beautiful, like rose petals just blooming, her body was raised to be graceful and charming, and her gestures were full of amorous feelings .

Once, she also wanted to throw herself into his arms, but he refused.

At that time, he didn't like her, even hated her, he hated her surname, she had the supreme surname, the surname he dreamed of.

He hates her background, such a delicate and ignorant person who knows nothing but enjoyment has such a noble and unparalleled background, while he is so shrewd and capable, but he can only be a courtier.

He even hated her carefree smile, hated her clinging to him.

and after?
When she turned around suddenly, she seemed to be a different person, becoming indifferent and decisive, and he couldn't get used to it again, and he began to miss the days when she acted like a baby in front of him again.

"Master Xiang."

Pei Xiu's gloomy face was too scary, Zi'er called out shyly, pulling back Pei Xiu's Piaoyuan sanity.

Pei Xiu glanced at Zi'er with complicated eyes, bent down without saying a word, grabbed Zi'er's weak and fair shoulders, and was about to attack the city...

"Master Xiang, this old slave has something to report."

Pei Zhong's cautious voice came from outside the door, Pei Xiu held Zi'er's shoulder tightly and did not move.

Outside the door, Pei Zhong was silent for a while, and said in a low voice, "It's His Majesty's business."

Pei Xiu immediately let go of Zi'er, put on her clothes and turned to leave without hesitation.

Looking at his indifferent back, Zi'er breathed a long sigh of relief, but also faintly lost.

She has never expected to fly on a branch and become a phoenix. She knows who she is, and she has never expected to be an aunt. However, as the teacher said, who would not like such a handsome and charming man like Xiangye? ?
Madam picked her out of countless beautiful maids, and when she was sent to this courtyard, although Zi'er was uneasy, she was more happy.

She knew how Madam wanted her to serve Xiangye, but she didn't think that way herself.

She was satisfied to be by Xiangye's side and see him from a distance.

But tonight, Master Xiang called her to serve, and Zi'er was not only panicked, but also happy.

She thought, no matter what he wants to do to her, she is willing, as long as it makes him happy, she is willing to do anything.

However, at the last moment, he left without hesitation.

Zi'er looked at the milky white gauze above her head, feeling very bewildered. She didn't know what to do next, whether to lie here and wait for Master Xiang to come back, or to go back to her own room.

When Pei Xiu left the room, Pei Zhong immediately greeted him, "Master Xiang, I just received the news that His Majesty has left the palace."

Pei Xiu's eyes flickered slightly, "Where did you go?"

"It seems to be going to the Meridian Gate."

Pei Xiu's pupils shrank, "The Meridian Gate is the place where prisoners are beheaded. It's dark and eerie in the middle of the night. What is she going to do?"

"The old slave doesn't know either."

Pei Zhong said respectfully, Pei Xiu frowned, and suddenly thought of something, "Did the Ministry of Punishment just kill a group of thugs today?"

"It seems so."

Pei Xiu pondered for a moment, then quickly put on his clothes, "Let Jian Shisan come here! Follow the truth and go to the Meridian Gate to have a look!"

At the Meridian Gate, the night was dark and windy, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood, which made people sick.

Feng Jin got off the horse and looked towards the stone platform where the prisoner was beheaded. There were countless ghosts floating on it, layer upon layer, with confused expressions, as if they were waiting for something.

These prisoners were beheaded for public display only during the day, and it has only been a few hours now, and the breath is still in the mouth of the ghosts, and it is not the time for the ghosts of hell to seduce the souls.

When it gets dark tomorrow, some of these ghosts will probably be taken away by the ghosts of hell.

Of course, it is also possible that these people are not eligible for reincarnation, or that these people will all be taken away.

Ghosts that haven't vented their anger have more energy, and this opportunity is rare, Feng Jin doesn't want to miss it.

She is not strong enough, she wants to become stronger, so strong that she looks down on the world, so strong that no one can bully her.

She talked until she was drooling, and then she persuaded Wuming to agree to her devouring the ghosts. To be on the safe side, she also brought Shen Wenqing with her.

Feng Jin didn't think anything would happen tonight. What she didn't know was that as soon as she left the palace, the news leaked out, and several waves of people knew her whereabouts, including Xiangfu, Death Gate, and Dayan Hall.

Zishi is about to pass, and Zishi is the time of the day when the yin is the heaviest, and the ghosts are also the most vicious and have the strongest energy. After the Zishi is over, the energy of the ghosts swallowed will be reduced.

Feng Jin jumped up and landed lightly on the stone platform.

Wuming stood under the stone platform, guarding her every step of the way. Shen Wenqing and other hidden guards scattered around to protect this place.

The stone platform was stained with blood. After years of accumulation and exposure to wind and sun, those blood stains had turned black, exuding a disgusting stench.

Feng Jin looked at those ghosts floating in mid-air with confused faces, who hadn't fully accepted the fact that he was dead, the corners of his lips slowly raised, forming a smile.

She opened her hands suddenly, and before the ghosts came back to their senses, they were sucked by a powerful force, and their bodies gradually became shriveled.

They struggled desperately, trying to break free from that force, but they couldn't escape at all, they cried in despair.

Wuming, Shen Wenqing, and the hidden guards couldn't see those things, and couldn't hear their voices, but they could feel the surroundings suddenly getting colder, and the wind was blowing, as if something strange was happening.

Feng Jin's eyeballs became strangely red again, the red light was very dazzling, and some changes seemed to have taken place in his body.

This was the second time Wuming saw Feng Jin devouring a ghost with his own eyes. Just like the first time, he tightly held the hilt of his sword, staring at Feng Jin intently, for fear of making any mistakes.

Compared with the first time, Wuming was much less shocked, but much more worried and concerned.

He knew why Ah Jin insisted on doing these things, she wanted to become stronger, and she didn't want to be his burden.

Ah Jin has a firm personality, and once he makes a decision, no one can reverse it. He can do nothing but support her, tolerate her and accompany her.

Wuming's ears pricked up, and his sharp eyes shot into the distance, "Shen Wenqing!"

Shen Wenqing's complexion changed, Wuming glanced at a certain dark corner, Shen Wenqing immediately understood, and asked a hidden guard to investigate.

The dark guard left immediately and never returned.

Wuming and Shen Wenqing looked at each other, and they both knew something had happened.

Wuming stared intently at Feng Jin who was still devouring ghosts on the stone platform, his hands were tightly gripping the hilt of his sword, his ears were pricked up vigilantly, he could hear countless masters approaching little by little, those masters were powerful in internal strength, Na Wusheng, his footsteps are very light, no worse than the dark guard.

The bodies of countless ghosts became shriveled and transparent, Feng Jin's long hair danced wildly, and his eyeballs were dazzlingly red.

Wuming knew that she was going to a critical moment and could not be disturbed.

Shen Wenqing drew out her sword in a snap, and led all the hidden guards to surround the stone platform where Feng Jin was.

Countless black-clothed men emerged from the dark corners in all directions, all of them wearing hideous ghost masks, only revealing a pair of gloomy eyes.

A man stood behind, who seemed to be the leader. The other men in black were wearing black ghost masks, but he was the only one wearing white.

The man gestured vigorously with his right hand, and all the men in black rushed forward.

Shen Wenqing led the hidden guards to meet the enemy, and in an instant, swords, lights and swords were shadowed, and flesh and blood flew all over the place.

Wuming guarded Feng Jin motionlessly, holding the sword in his right hand.

Countless muffled groans sounded, those men in black crossed the border like locusts, and the hidden guards fell one by one. Wuming's face was cold and his eyes were terribly cold, but he still did not leave the stone platform to help Shen Wenqing.

Soon, the hidden guards fell to the ground, only Shen Wenqing and a few hidden guards were left struggling to support.

Wuming tightly grasped the hilt of the sword, the veins on the back of his hand were exposed, and he stared straight at Feng Jin on the stone platform.

Feng Jin has already sensed that the situation has changed, but she is at a critical moment, so she can only bite the bullet and continue. If she gives up halfway, these ghosts will immediately retaliate, and she is afraid that she will not survive by then.

Finally, Feng Jin swallowed the energy of the last ghost, exhausted all his strength, and knelt down on the stone platform limply.

Wuming jumped up, gently landed on the stone platform, and hugged her into his arms.

Feng Jin slowly opened his eyes, and the eyeballs returned to black as ink, "I'm fine, you go and help Shen Wenqing."

"it is good!"

Wuming picked up Feng Jin and threw it towards Shen Wenqing, Shen Wenqing quickly caught it.

"You take Ah Jin back to the palace first! Other hidden guards, open the way for Shen Wenqing!"

Wuming said loudly to Shen Wenqing, and Shen Wenqing agreed, and jumped onto the horse holding the weak and weak Feng Jin, with her legs pinching the horse's belly, and the steed galloped forward, bumping away several men in black. Run to the direction of the palace.

A man in black held a sword and tried to catch up, but was stopped by the only remaining guards, and the two sides fought together.

Wuming held the sword in his right hand and slashed horizontally. The powerful and domineering sword energy swept across the execution ground. Several men in black were caught by the sword energy, flew out, and fell heavily to the ground.

Wuming didn't seem to see the men in black swarming over like locusts, and slashed out with another sword. Several men in black were seriously injured and fell to the ground. Corpses with missing arms and legs were lying here and there, and blood flowed into rivers. The whole earth was dyed red, and the strong smell of blood filled Wuming's nose, covering up the faint scent.

The man in the white ghost mask, who had been hiding behind and commanding, changed his expression, and suddenly blew a shrill whistle, as if calling for help.

Catch the thief first catch the king!
Wuming jumped up, and the long sword slashed at the opponent's leader with a mighty momentum.

(End of this chapter)