Chapter 680 Or You Cut Yourself Down
Xijing has the farthest grassland from the mainland, and the capital of Xixing is built in the middle of this vast green grassland. On both sides of the grassland are tall and thick city walls, winding to the sky.

On the tenth day of being captured, Feng Qiye was taken to Xijing.

Compared to the magnificent palaces of Nanfeng and Dongling, the palace of Xixing is much simpler. The nature of nomads is to wander. , is still like the eagle soaring in the sky, all the time, not making preparations for wandering again.

Therefore, their residences are all about simplicity. The so-called simplicity means that they are easy to move and disassemble. The common people's homes are all useful things.

The rare lights of Xixing Palace are always on tonight, and the battle ahead has also stopped for a while inexplicably. Jun Huoshi has received the news that Feng Qiye is in Xixing, but what outsiders can't figure out is that, Jun Huoshi, who was so concerned about Feng Qiye, actually sat comfortably this time, without any anxiety at all.

There is a kind of self-confidence called being confident. On this point, the actions and demeanor of the Jun couple are all in sync.

Ximenxuan personally came to the fourth prince's mansion to lead people, Ximenxue naturally refused, but Ximenxuan had the holy edict in his hand, so Ximenxue had no choice but to follow into the palace angrily, and he would inevitably be scolded after entering the palace. On the contrary, Ximenxuan was unscathed, and instead took Ximenxue's spoils as his own credit very smoothly.

"His Royal Highness, you are much smarter than the fourth prince." Feng Qiye admired sincerely, "It's a joy to fight against someone like you."

Ximenxuan smiled faintly: "If I can get a compliment from Qiye, I will die without regret."

Feng Qiye smiled half-sincerely, Ximenxuan agreed half-sincerely, the two walked in the garden of the palace, chatted happily, and the atmosphere looked very good.

"I just want to know, Qiye, are you really indifferent to the one hundred elites who died tragically?" Ximenxuan paid close attention to Feng Qiye's expression.

Feng Qiye's smile suddenly disappeared, and there was a bit of coldness in his eyes, "Your Highness, try to cut yourself with a knife, and then ask yourself, does it hurt?!"

"Sorry." Ximenxuan sincerely apologized, "My fourth brother is reckless, I apologize on his behalf."

Feng Qiye stood up coldly: "No need! Your apology will not buy the lives of a hundred of my brothers! Ximenxuan, please remember, one day, they will come to ask for the lives of my hundred brothers! of."

Ximenxuan's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly stood up and stretched out his hand to pull Feng Qiye, Feng Qiye flipped his wrist, and with a click, Ximenxuan's hand was broken, hanging there limply.

"Does it hurt?" Feng Qiye approached with a sneer, "I'm sorry, but I would like to warn His Royal Highness by the way, maybe next time I shake my hand again, it may not be your hand that breaks."

A bottle of good wound medicine hit Ximenxuan's head heavily, Feng Qiye said: "Your hand is broken, you can take it back, but what about them?"

Ximenxuan was speechless, returned to the bedroom, and a subordinate came to report the battle on the front line, sure enough, the battle was more difficult than before, General Zhengdong has been retreating steadily, losing two cities in a row.

The Lord of Xixing was extremely angry, and in a fit of rage, Ximenxue was restrained. On the same day, he summoned the ferocious Queen of Dayue, Feng Qiye.

(End of this chapter)

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