Emperor Phoenix Policy: Feng Qingtian

Chapter 285 Are You Worth It?

The door owner's beautiful and enchanting face was full of injuries, "Your Majesty hates me that much?"

"Does the sect master really not understand or is he pretending to be stupid?"

Feng Jin sneered and said, "You cooperated with Dayantang and harmed Wuming. Because Wuming lost control after taking your medicine, he had to drink Mengpo soup and be separated from Zhentianya! Do you know? As soon as I saw your face, I can't help but think of Wuming, and I can't help but want to kill you!"

"You really want to kill me?"

The light in the sect master's eyes dimmed in an instant, he was in a daze for a long time, his dark eyes met Feng Jin's dark and cold gaze, and he said coldly, "Then kill me!"

Feng Jin sneered, "Do you really think that I dare not kill you?"

"Your Majesty is the Son of Heaven, the Emperor, sitting on thousands of miles of rivers and mountains. There is nothing His Majesty dare not do in this world. I am just a reckless man. How could Your Majesty dare not kill me?"

"Since you know, don't provoke me!"

The bright red and soft lips of the sect master raised slightly, revealing a charming and charming smile, "I just want to provoke you, what should your majesty do?"

Feng Jin stared at him coldly. The sect master held his chin high and met Feng Jin's cold gaze provocatively. Feng Jin snorted coldly, "You are courting death!"

"Yes! This seat is looking for death! I beg Your Majesty to help me!"

The face of the sect master was desperate, full of death-seeking expressions, Feng Jin's expression was icy cold, the aura around him suddenly turned cold, the sect master didn't seem to feel the cold, and still looked at Feng Jin provocatively.

The eyes of the four are facing each other, the light of the sword is like the shadow of a sword.

After an unknown amount of time, Feng Jin withdrew her gaze and turned back to the palace. The door master looked at her back and shouted loudly, "You just don't want to, you just like me! Admit it, you just like me..."

The door master's voice stopped abruptly. He stared wide-eyed at Feng Jin, who was pinching his neck with one hand, and his expression was piercingly cold. "Have I poked my heart? I know, you just like me, don't deny it, you just... like me..."

Feng Jin's fingers tightened, and the sect master's voice lowered little by little, but he still tried his best to say the last word.

Even when it was a matter of life and death, he still had a determined smile on his face.

Feng Jin's face was gloomy, his eyes were piercingly cold, his fingers tightened little by little, the air in the door master's lungs was squeezed out little by little, his face turned blue, but he was still smiling.

In Feng Jin's eyes, that smile was both eye-catching and heart-piercing. He harmed Wuming, harmed her, caused them to be far apart, and caused her to cry every night, but the culprit was still smiling!Is he happy?Was he happy to see her so sad?

She is going to kill him!

A trace of intense hatred flashed in Feng Jin's eyes, and his fingers tightened violently, almost pinching the door master's throat. The door master's breathing was blocked, and his lungs were about to explode. He didn't struggle, He didn't resist either, and let Feng Jin pinch him without moving.

The light in the sect master's eyes gradually turned gray, and when he saw the strong hatred in Feng Jin's eyes, the enchanting smile on the sect master's lips gradually became bitter.

It turned out that she really wanted him to die!It turned out that she really didn't like him at all, even hated him, hated him!
The door master raised his eyes to look at the boundless night sky. When the throat became more and more painful and the air in his lungs became less and less, the door master slowly closed his eyes.

Finally freed!
In less than 20 years, but riddled with holes, my scarred life is finally about to be freed.

Just when the last breath of air was squeezed out and the sect master thought he was going to die, Feng Jin threw him on the ground heavily, as if throwing a disgusting dog, without even looking at him, she lifted her foot towards the palace door to go.

The door master fell down on the cold ground, clutching his neck, looking at her back and shouting hoarsely, "Aren't you going to kill me? Why didn't you kill me?"

The throat was injured, the door master's originally enchanting and feminine voice became hoarse and deep, like a dilapidated bellows.

Feng Jin stopped, turned her head slowly, and looked at his pale face coldly, "He won't come back even if he kills you, I don't want to kill you, and I don't want to see you again! I don't want to have anything to do with you ! If you want to die, you can, I will let the deputy leader cut your neck with a sword!"

The door master was stunned. He stared blankly at the empress who looked disgusted. So, even killing him made her hands dirty?She hates him so much?

The door master struggled to get up from the ground, and sneered in a hoarse voice, "He is not qualified enough to kill me!"

Feng Jin snorted coldly and was about to leave.

The door master stopped her and stared at her cold face with burning eyes, "Why?"

Because of his throat injury, his soft voice became rough and ugly. He stared at her and asked word by word, "Why? I like you so much, why don't you like me?"

Feng Jin sneered, "As far as I know, the Asura girl also likes you very much, why don't you like her?"

"She is not worthy of this seat!"

Feng Jin smiled coolly, her disdainful expression fell into the eyes of the sect master, and he immediately understood, "You also think that I am not good enough for you?"

"Yes! You are not worthy!"

Feng Jin's categorical words made the last trace of luck in the sect master's heart disappear in an instant. He stared at Feng Jin angrily, and shouted hoarsely, "Could it be that nameless is worthy?"

"Yes! He will not be as despicable and shameless as you, and he will not drug me like you, persecute me regardless of my wishes, and will not take advantage of others' dangers to rob me! He loves me, trusts me, understands I, more importantly, respect me, respect my body, and my will, and will never betray me! Even if he was given your medicine and lost control, he did not hurt me! And you?"

Feng Jin stared at the sect master's eyes like lightning, "How many times have you drugged me? How many times have you violated the agreement between you and me and betrayed me? Do you really love me? Do you have any? Do you know what I want?"

"I built the Zhaxing Pavilion for you, and I gave you the best treasures, the best night pearls, the treasures that all women like..."

"Zhaixing Pavilion? It's just a slightly bigger and more gorgeous cage. What do you think of me? A plaything for your entertainment? A bird in a cage? Do you deserve me if you want me to be your plaything? "

She raised her chin high, her expression arrogant and cold, every word, every word was like a knife, piercing the heart of the door master, "Are you worthy?"

The door master's face was as pale as paper, and his lips were so white that there was no trace of blood. He stared blankly at Feng Jin. Those two most vivid and soft lips could speak the coldest and sharpest language in the world, every word with a knife. , The knife pierced his heart, blood dripping, bloody and bloody.

It turned out that in the end, all he got in exchange were three words: Are you worthy?
"You saved my life, and I am very grateful. I saved your life last time, and I repaid your love. This time, you hurt Wuming, and I don't want to care about it. After all, I gave it to you with my own hands. I hate myself the most and the one I can’t forgive the most for the Mengpo soup he poured down, but I don’t want to see you again, and I won’t kill you, and I don’t want to have anything to do with you.”

After Feng Jin finished speaking, without even looking at the ashen-faced sect master, she turned around indifferently and resolutely, and said three words coldly: "Let's go!"

The door master didn't leave, he looked at Feng Jin's ruthlessly slender back, his eyes were red.

Feng Jin ignored him and walked towards the gate of the palace. Anyway, if the gatekeeper dared to approach the gate of the palace, the guards would stop him.

"Feng Jin!"

Facing her back, the sect master shouted her name hoarsely. Feng Jin acted as if he had never heard her, and continued walking forward without looking back.

The door master's hoarse and rough voice drifted into the night wind, and the last trace disappeared.

"You love Wuming very much, right? You don't love me, right?"

Feng Jin still didn't look back, she straightened her back and walked towards the palace step by step, that was her home, no matter how cold and lonely it was, it was still her home.

She will wait here for Wuming to come back, she believes he will come back.

She would also stand on the high city tower, looking at the many houses in the imperial capital, and watching the people in the streets and alleys busy for their livelihoods.

This is her imperial city, this is her world, her people, and this is also her responsibility.

"So what if you love him any more, he's not coming back! He's never coming back! You'll never, ever be with him until you die!"

As soon as the words were finished, the sect master laughed out loud, triumphant and crazy, his laughter pierced Feng Jin's heart like a needle.

She raised her head high, forcing back the tears that had welled up in her eyes bit by bit, and slowly raised the corners of her lips, revealing a resolute smile.

he will be back!I believe in him!

(End of this chapter)