Xiao Yu, holding a broken-legged rabbit, was shocked to see the former queen who wanted to put her to death.

She shook her head while shaking her head: "No, no, husband, where is the husband? I want the husband..."

Qiu Lan glanced at the worried guard: "What are you doing? Did you hear the words of the goddess? Or do you want to violate the will of the goddess?"

"I don't dare to belong."

The guards were on the ground, and the embarrassment was full of embarrassment. These days, they all saw how much their Royal Highness loved the Prince. Now the Niangni wants to slap the temple, kill the Prince, and wait for His Royal Highness to return to the Highness. Account for.

If you don't kill the Prince, this is another violation of the will of the mother.

Difficult to do!

"If you don't dare, then execute it immediately." After a pause, Qiulan's eyes flashed through the cold poisonous light, and continued: "This is the wish of the goddess, and when you return, you will not blame you."

The guards heard the words and looked at each other. This Donggong, although it is the East Palace of His Royal Highness, is also the Niangniang's East Palace. Since the Qiulan girl said so, the Highness will blame and the Empress will stand up and speak for them.

After all, the sissy is the mother-in-law of her Highness, and even if she is lost, she will not be resentful of her mother-in-law.

"Yes, subordinates obey."

The guards stood up and Qiu Lan’s mouth twitched.

The current Xiao Yu is no longer Xiao Yu of the past. She asked the bamboo creed, and he said that the current Xiao Yu lost his soul and became the present.

It’s really a **** to help her, as long as the Highness is not there, it’s too easy to get rid of Xiao Yu.

Qiulan looked at Xiao Yan's red and swollen face, and the panicked and scared eyes. Her smile was deeper. The slap in the face, her hands were numb, and my heart was really refreshing.

Xiao Yu was caught by two guards, and the rabbit in his arms fell to the ground, dragging his broken leg and watching Xiao Yu, who was taken away by the guard.

"Hey, hey... the husband, the husband saves me, saves you."

Qiulan saw Xiao Yu being towed out, thinking about the little beast on the ground. She laughed out loudly. His Highness is now dealing with the ministry. Xiao Yu is called a broken throat, and His Royal Highness will not come to save her.

The former queen grasped Qiulan’s arm tightly. Her fingers were a little trembling. She said nervously: “Qiu Lan, Xiao Yu was killed, would the baby not recognize me as a mother?”

Qiulan converges and laughs, lowering the voice and saying: "The goddess, no, your Highness is your biological child. You are doing this, but also for your Highness not to be killed by the fox, your Highness will understand your pains."

The former queen nodded and looked a little confused, as if comforting herself, murmured: "Yes, my nephew won't blame me, I do it, everything is for my nephew."

Xiao Yu saw the stick in the guard's hand. She was terrified and cried her eyes: "Where are you, where are you? Where are you? I am so scared..."

The guards saw the poorness of Xiao Yu, who was in the face of the flower, and they were so pitiful. They couldn’t bear the heart, and they couldn’t do things according to the god’s insistence. They lifted the sticks in their hands and slammed them on Xiao Yu’s body.

Xiao Yu was beaten everywhere to hide, but how can he avoid the shackles and heavy sticks, she died of pain and death, and her mouth called "Fu Jun", the call of this voice, in the end is to be disappointed.

Xiao Yu was beaten on the ground, crying to tears in his eyes, and his voice was hoarse.

The guard’s hand holding the stick was a little trembling, and his forehead was cold and sweaty: “If you fight again, the Prince will be dead.”

Qiu Lan helped the former queen to come out, cold channel: "Hit."

The former queen was a little afraid to see Xiao Yu, who was bleeding from the body. She was silent in her heart. This is the fox demon, the fox fox that killed her nephew and was killed.

The guards hold the sticks tightly, raise them, and when they have to fall down...

A chilly ghost wind hit, the color of blush is like the other side of the flower in hell, the strange scent came, and it is fascinating to go to the secluded world.

The wooden stick of the guard did not fall, feeling the red shadow in front of him, the long nails crossed the neck, and the head fell off without warning.

The rest of the guards were scared by this scene, watching the broken guard, the blood in his neck flying like a fountain.

The robe stopped at Xiao Yu’s side. It was a woman with a very beautiful appearance. The guards of Donggong knew Qiu Lan... the slave.

The slave saw the Xiaoyan, who was covered in blood on the ground. His peach blossoms were bright red, as if he had to drop blood and tears, slowly bent down and stretched out his hands, trying to pick up the people on the ground, but found himself The trembling fingers don’t know where to hold her, so that they don’t touch the injury on her?

The slave suddenly pinched his fingers, his nails fell into the palm of his hand, and the red blood dripped from his palm. His **** cockroaches suddenly lifted up, sweeping the guards and Qiulan holding the sticks, and the former queen. Q8zc

"You hurt my lady like this, really **** it."

The slave's mouth pulled out a cold smile, the nails went up, the ink hair danced wildly, the red robe agitated, like a mad blood-sucking monster.

"Protect the maiden."

Qiu Lan stretched out her hand in front of the former emperor. She moved backwards. She stared at the slaves with vigilance. One hand was placed on the waist and the soft sword hidden in the waist was pulled out at any time.

The slave's **** red cockroach looked at Qiu Lan, and the red lips smiled.

Not far from the guards all took out the sword and ran, some protected the former queen, some surrounded the slaves.

When the slaves opened their killings, the ground was covered with blood and Xiao Xiao’s low voice.

"Father... save me..."

The aunt's atrium is like a knife that has been stabbed by a scorpion, bloody, and painful.

What husband? Nangong Temple is a beast, no good to protect the young lady, but also to leave the lady in the East Palace.

The nails of the slave's hand were gradually shortened. He carefully picked up the **** person on the floor and said with a trembling voice: "Miss, the slave took you to the doctor."

"Kill this demon."

A guard suddenly shouted that the swords in the hands of the guards were all cut off from the slaves.

The slaves held Xiao Yu in one hand, and the nails were used as sharp weapons. They waved violently. Suddenly, the arms, body and face of the guards shed **** red wounds.

Killing a lot, the guards are getting more and more.

When Nangong’s rumor came, he saw such a scene that surprised him.

"All live."

Nan Gongyi’s good temper can’t help but roar.

The guards stopped their hands, and almost every bodyguard had injuries, which were caused by the long nails of the slaves.

Nangong sees the wound on the guard, and thinks about what happened in the forbidden city of Kyushu. His twilight changes slightly. Suddenly, he sees the woman in the slave’s arms, who is bloody. before.

"Nu, you are enchanting, what have you done to your nephew?"

The long fingers of the slaves were all blood, and the fingertips kept dropping red blood beads. He looked at the ridiculous man who asked him.

"Nan Gong, you should ask, what did your people do to the lady?"

This is his young lady, even a lady who can't bear to hurt her finger, but was beaten by the subordinates of Nangong.

Nangong’s black scorpion swiftly swept to the guard: “What did you do to the Prince?”

Qiulan’s heart jumped awkwardly, and the beautiful face did not reveal any look that should not have been.

"His Royal Highness, is..."

The words of a guard were not finished, and his body was slightly pumped, his eyes gradually losing their light, and they became like a walking dead.

"What is it?"

Nangong was low and saw that the guards were not looking right. His eyebrows were close, and soon they saw the guards becoming one after another.

Qiu Lan’s heart sighed a little, and the guards who saw the walking dead came. She remembered that she had told her about the forbidden land in Kyushu City in the dark night. Suddenly her face changed and she pulled out the soft sword at the waist. She said: “Your Highness, they have already The corpse is changing, you are escorting the goddess to a safe place."

The slave, the peach, the red, the sly, the sinister, the cold smile: "Missing my lady, you can't escape, this Nanling, will become a dead city."

"Frank... save... me."

Xiao Yu looked at Nangong Temple, stretched out his fingers, and looked like a dying, slaves were very distressed.

Isn’t it true that Nangong Temple?

"Qiu Lan, take the mother to leave."

"His Royal Highness..."

Qiulan still wants to say something again. She saw Nangong’s distressed look at Xiao Yu. She bit her teeth, and the sly and sad sorrow flashed in her eyes. She flew the guards in front of her eyes and grabbed the frightened former queen.

"Mother, let's go."

She is now going to find the bamboo virgin, let him collect the enchanting slave.

Nangong went to the slave, and when the slave's long nails were drawn, he reached out and grabbed Xiao's fingers.

"Nu, the person you Miss needs now is this palace."

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Eastern Jin Dynasty, Regent Palace.

Wan Yuyu came to Xiao Yu’s room the next day and saw that the wound on her body broke open. He frowned and went to the bed and took out the medicine in his sleeve: "You just sinned Feng Ling yesterday? I Not to make you look good, let you follow him, don't offend him?"

Wan Yuyu reached out to untie the ties of Xiao Yu’s clothes, pulled down half of the sleeves, revealed the cracked shoulders, and sighed with a sigh: “Hey, now, except for this son, I’m afraid no one can save you, 兮Hey, you should be grateful to this son."

Xiao Yan glanced at Wan Yuyu. When the medicine fell on her wound, she frowned and felt some pain.

"You want the blood in my body to save the phoenix." This is a positive sentence, not a question.

Wan Yuyu gave Xiao Yu a good medicine, and helped her to re-armage it. She pulled Xiao Yu’s clothes and said her face was quite dignified.

"I don't know if you found out. The cold poison in Feng Lingran is becoming more and more overbearing. I can't even guess what he is doing now."

"What are these with me?"

Wan Yuyu saw Xiao Yu, who did not want to control it. He smiled.

"Of course it's related to you, not only about it, but also about it."

Xiao Yu disdain: "Yu Saobao, you are less dangerous here, Feng Lingran how to treat me, you see clearly. Is it so low I am? He was hurt again and again, but also He pays the body?"

Wan Haoyu's twilight flashes: "Hey, you don't want to know if this has anything to do with you?"