The poisonous concubine allures the city, the ghost king loves the sky

Chapter 243 Twisted Love
The Thousand Faced Poison Sage sneered and said: "The woman who betrayed me, how can I let her live a happy life, she can only belong to me, and I will not let that evil one go. It is cheap to let him die. , I want to let him taste the feeling that life is worse than death. You must have never seen a three-year-old child cry heart-piercingly. The voice is really beautiful, so I will not let him die , I will torture him slowly, turn him into a poisonous person, and be lonely for the rest of his life."

Hearing the words of the Thousand-faced Poison Saint, Feng Wuxie clenched his hands tightly, and endless anger surged from his heart: "You are simply not worthy of being a human being, you are a beast, he is only three years old, just a child who doesn't understand anything ? How do you have the heart to attack him?"

Feng Wuxie wanted to kill the devil in front of him, and burst out with anger. All of this was actually caused by this poisonous saint with thousands of faces.

It is all retribution for him to have today's results.

Facing Feng Wuxie's abuse, Qianmian Poison Saint just smiled coldly: "My woman can only belong to me forever. Whenever I put her under my body, I think that the dog emperor also put her under me." Under my body, I can't wait to let her die. A dirty woman is not worthy of me at all, so I put a slow poison on her body. In a cold winter, in front of her son, put She was hanging from the beam..."

A child who is only three years old, seeing his mother hanged with his own eyes, how much fear should he bear psychologically.

If I were an ordinary person, I'm afraid I would go crazy.

Gong Muran is the best example. The more gentle he behaves, the more distorted his heart becomes. The pressure has not been released for a long time. It is already a miracle that he did not go crazy.

"Enough." Feng Wuxie interrupted Qianmian Poison Saint, his body trembled slightly, his heart seemed to be pressed by a heavy object, and he couldn't breathe at all.

Jun Yeli felt pain in his heart, and hurriedly supported Feng Wuxie: "Let's go."

He really didn't want to watch Feng Wuxie and listen to this lunatic's nonsense anymore. The life and death of the Thousand Faced Poison Saint had nothing to do with them.

Feng Wuxie was held in Jun Yeli's arms, her heart was sore and uncomfortable, and she, who had always been strong, couldn't help but her eyes were red.

"Why did he attack my third uncle?" Feng Wuxie refused to leave until he got the answer from the Thousand Faced Poison Saint.

And she had a feeling in her heart that Feng Qingyun must have something to do with the matter of the Thousand Faced Poison Saint.

"Your third uncle? Feng Qingyun?" Qianmian Poison Saint asked, and then suddenly remembered: "That unlucky ghost, I can only blame him for not being able to pick the time, but just met the little bastard who killed me .”

The Thousand-faced Poison Saint smiled, and said to Feng Wuxie: "Your third uncle is quite upright, after recognizing the true face of the little bastard, he thought you were also murdered by him, tsk tsk, then I still remember clearly how desperate he was, he was a man."

Feng Wuxie staggered, and when he thought of Feng Qingyun's suffering for her, his heart ached like a needle.

In this world, she only had one relative, Feng Qingyun, but she was seriously injured because of her.

The truth is sometimes cruel, but you have to accept it.

Feng Wuxie took a deep breath, hid all her emotions in her heart, and said to Jun Yeli, "Let's go."

Thousand-faced Poison Saint shouted behind her: "I've told you everything I know, save me, and don't be polite to that little bastard, kill him, oh no, kill him! It can also be made into a human stick, hehehe..."

Feng Wuxie stopped in her tracks and turned her head suddenly: "I won't save you."

"It's fine if you don't save me, but can you move the woman next to me away, she stinks."

After being reminded by the Poison Saint with Thousand Faces, Feng Wuxie saw that there was a big jar not far from the Poison Saint with Thousand Faces.

The surroundings of the jar were pitch black, emitting a stench, and there was a sound of water in it, as if something was wriggling.

Feng Wuxie wanted to take a closer look, but Jun Yeli stood in front of her. The smell was getting worse and worse.

Even if you cover your mouth and nose with a veil, the highly rotten smell still makes you sick.

Suddenly, Jun Yeli stopped, turned around and hugged Feng Wuxie in his arms: "Don't look at it."

"Who is it? Alive or dead?" Feng Wuxie asked in a muffled voice.

"It's the queen." Jun Yeli paused for a moment before finally answering.

The scene inside was even worse than the Thousand Faces Poison Saint. The queen was sealed off with five senses, her limbs were cut off and thrown into the jar.

The cut limbs were piled up with her, and the rotten smell came from the broken limbs on her body.

She couldn't tell, couldn't see, and couldn't hear. It would be better to die than to live like this.

Yigong was silently cruel like a pervert, Feng Wuxie already knew what happened to the queen, thinking of Zhaoping's teary little face, he couldn't bear it.

"Kill her." It can be regarded as repaying Zhaoping's favor.

Jun Yeli replied in a low voice, "Okay."

Immediately, a palm wind was sent out, completely ending the pain of Empress Sheng Yuan.

The Thousand-faced Poison Saint laughed loudly, and said to Feng Wuxie, "Give me a slap too soon, haha..."

Feng Wuxie ignored him, walked out of the secret room with Jun Yeli, and coldly threw him a sentence: "You are not worthy of my kindness."

Some people can be saved because their humanity is still intact. For a person like the Thousand-faced Poison Sage who has no humanity at all, even if he dies [-] times, he will not be able to atone for the sins he committed.

After Feng Wuxie came out of the secret room, her heart felt heavy like a huge rock was pressed down. She didn't feel much better until she breathed the fresh air outside.

Knowing that Feng Wuxie felt uncomfortable, Jun Yeli silently stayed by her side, within three feet of her.

Obviously, there are only three steps to hold her hand, but these three steps are very far away for Jun Yeli.

There seems to be an insurmountable horizontal gap between the two, and they can't get together no matter what.

"Innocent." In the end, Jun Yeli stopped her, because there were some things he didn't want to keep misunderstood.

Hearing this, Feng Wuxie stopped and looked back at him with bright eyes: "What's the matter?"

"Whether you believe it or not, my heart will not change. I am not He Lianting, who will betray you for my own purpose, and I am not Gong Moran, who has been facing you with a mask. Since the moment I saw you, I showed my sincerity, I know I have many things, I can't tell you now, but can you give me a chance, try to get along with me, accept me?"

Jun Yeli's voice was small, and he looked at Feng Wuxie nervously with uneasy apprehension.

There are too many variables in life. During the days when Feng Wuxie disappeared, his life was worse than death. Even Jun Yeli himself didn't know that he used his emotions so much.

So, this time, he will firmly hold Feng Wuxie in his hands.

The fireworks above her head suddenly exploded, and the gorgeous fireworks reflected Feng Wuxie's cold face, and she suddenly smiled slightly.

"But I'm Princess Nan now."

Jun Yeli was suddenly a little dazed, and then he understood what Feng Wuxie meant, he stepped forward excitedly, and tightly grasped Feng Wuxie's hand.

"You can only be my princess, my queen." As she said, she pressed a kiss on Feng Wuxie's forehead.

Feng Wuxie smiled softly, this person, who was affectionate just now, has become domineering again.

Jun Yeli picked up Feng Wuxie's hand, took out the dragon bracelet from his bosom, and put it on her wrist: "Return it to its original owner."

From the time he saw this dragon bracelet, Jun Yeli thought that he was just a walking corpse, but later when he knew that Feng Wuxie was still alive, he gradually came back to life.

If it weren't for this persistence in his heart, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to sustain it at all.

Feng Wuxie put away the dragon bracelet. In the days without the dragon bracelet, she really couldn't use her fists.

After seeing the tragic situation of the queen and the fate of the Thousand-faced Poison Saint, Feng Wuxie suddenly figured out that life is only a few decades.

No one knows how fate is arranged, so Feng Wuxie doesn't want to be depressed anymore, she wants to live a good life according to her heart.

Even if she regrets it later, it's not in vain to come to this world for a while.

Jun Yeli was in a very good mood. He glanced at the weather and said to Feng Wuxie: "Let's go, we haven't shown up for so long, don't let people see the clue."

"If I attack Gong Moran, will you stop me?" Feng Wuxie asked.

Jun Yeli smiled slightly: "Why do you ask that, I have already stood in the opposite position with him, I am only thinking of his love, so I am patient with him, if he touches my bottom line again , I will not let him go."

Feng Wuxie's mood suddenly became heavy again, as expected, the imperial palace is not a place to stay alone, for the benefit of his heart, even close relatives can abandon it.

"What's more, he's not my real brother at all." Jun Yeli said quietly, but Feng Wuxie's body trembled.

He even revealed his identity to himself without reservation. Although Feng Wuxie knew that he was not the real sixth prince, but from Jun Yeli's own mouth, the joy was self-evident.

The hanging hands finally slowly lifted up, Feng Wuxie reached out to wrap his arms around Jun Yeli's narrow waist, with a deep smile on his face.

There was a sound from the jungle behind him, Feng Wuxie suddenly raised his head, and saw Gong Moran looking at them coldly.

"I sent you away at the beginning because I didn't want you to get involved in our fight. I didn't expect that you would choose to follow him." Gong Moran said indifferently, looking at the hand wrapped around Feng Wuxie's waist, his eyes were ice-cold.

"My painstaking efforts, why don't you understand?"

Feng Wuxie's return meant that she could no longer be alone, and if she got involved in this muddy water, she might become a victim of the struggle between the two of them at any time.

That's why Gong Moran abolished her martial arts and sent her away. Originally, he arranged to send Feng Wuxie to an uninhabited villa.

Wouldn't it be great to wait until he got the throne and bring Feng Wuxie back?
It's just that the plan went wrong, Feng Zhirou dared to go against his wishes, killed Feng Wuxie halfway, bribed those who escorted Feng Wuxie, and threw her into the desert thousands of miles away.

(End of this chapter)