Empress is His Majesty's White Moonlight

Chapter 143 I want to come to Crane Yuzhai to open happily

A blur.

Surrounded by endless ghostly flames, the bright red tongues rolled up black ashes, like a tornado overwhelming the sky, carrying fiery fire, and swooped down on the little A Zhou who was standing alone on the ground.

At the moment when the Nether fire burned his whole body, he opened his eyes wide in horror, staring at the scorching fire in front of him.

"Sister, where are you—" he exclaimed.

The strong fire light slowly diffused, and an evil face appeared in the fire.

The whole body is bloodthirsty red, that kind of blood red makes people shudder, Jun Beicheng is bathed in blood, like a beautiful evildoer blooming in a forest of blood and thorns.

Eerie, scorching eyes, but full of killing breath.

He walked towards little A Zhou, and looked at him who was in great pain in the flames, with a ferocious smile on his face, and the most cruel and terrifying arcs of his lips.

Little Ah Zhou trembled with fear.
His slender body bent down slightly, staring at him, as if staring at an ant that he was about to pour a pot of boiling water on.

His voice echoed coldly in Little A Zhou's ears like water waves: "I want you to die now."

After the words fell, Jun Beicheng tightly strangled little A Zhou's neck, laughing wildly!

Little Ah Zhou was having trouble breathing, his legs were thrashing non-stop, and his face gradually turned purple.

"A Zhou!!!"

On the dragon couch, Fu Ling couldn't bear it anymore, she yelled, covered her ears suddenly, and sat up panting heavily.

The chirping birds outside the window were startled by her voice, flapping their wings and flying away.

Only the swaying branches remained, which could not rest for a long time outside the window.

Fu Ling's face was pale, she sat on the bed with her brocade quilt in her arms, the sweat on her back coiled around her neck like a winding snake.

It made her shudder.

Breathing heavily, she staggered to the table while leaning on the wall, touched the cold porcelain cup, filled it with trembling water, and poured it down in one breath.

A burst of coldness extended from top to bottom in her body, which finally made her more conscious.

She sat on the table in a daze for a long time before turning her head to look out the window.

"Miss."

Qingxue pushed open the door, and put the basin in her hand on a small table.

"Are you having nightmares again?"

The pure white handkerchief was soaked in warm water by Qingxue Jinpao. After wringing it dry, she walked to Fuling's side.

Fuling came back to her senses, her eyes moved to Qingxue's face, and then she said slowly: "No."

"Today is the day you made an appointment with Captain Jiang." Qingxue was happy for Fu Ling while she was taking care of washing her. "The sun is shining brightly outside. I think He Yu Zhai will have a happy opening."

It is midsummer at the end of July.

In the blue sky, the sun hung like a fireball, mercilessly roasting everything on the earth.

The ground in Ying'an City was scorched and scorched by the sun, and it seemed that the ground was covered by a huge steamer, making it difficult to breathe.

Even the clouds in the sky couldn't stand it anymore, and hid quietly.

Ying'an City is the most prosperous city in the world today.

Since the new emperor Jingwen came to the throne, Qin's political economy has expanded unprecedentedly.

In recent months, the number of people in the Qin Kingdom has increased rapidly, and now they have developed to the level of beauty and luxury.

The center of the bustling neighborhood is crowded with people, shoulder to shoulder.

Because, Crane Yuzhai officially opened today.

(End of this chapter)