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"Do you want to use her King to coerce her? Say you are despicable and really uphold you!" Zongzheng's wistless and contemptuous eyes made Fu Zizhi want to knock him to the ground and step his proud head on his feet. Such a proud and arrogant man, even if he loses, is still calm and calm, making him extremely hateful. He was thinking, what can he do to completely tear up his dignity?

Fu Tzu picked up the hooks with countless barbs on the ground, and his eyes were flashing with crickets. This was the murder weapon used to deal with his mother! He slowly approached Zongzheng with his barbed hook.

"Cough, cough, cough ..." Across the wall, an anxious and violent cough came suddenly. There, someone was staring at the scene in the dark temple, sad and heartbroken, but he couldn't speak.

Fu Zhao glanced in that direction. There was a small round hole on the wall facing them, and on the other side of the wall was where he was hiding. The disability of a loved one is always painful. He was just watching his mother pierce his bones in order to hide his whereabouts. His beautiful and proud mother, in order to prevent him from coming out, she gritted her teeth and did not hum until she passed out. . Now, the person inside the wall, he will also understand the taste of seeing loved ones wearing bones and cannot be saved, and all these are caused by him and Yun Guifei.

Zongzheng worrylessly looked at him near, his face did not change, but the people on the wall were not as calm as him. The coughing sound was sharper than before. Zongzheng's glance moved slightly, and he frowned at the sound source.

Fu Zhao was unmoved and walked to Zong Zheng's worry-free side with an unknown smile. He has always been on the battlefield, and at other times, he has never done it himself, but this person is not someone else, he is a worry-free Zong Zheng! It was the son of the two people he hated the most in the past two decades. It was the man in the heart of the woman he loved. Although he also had something to admire, he could not change the hatred between them.

Fu Zhao lifted the iron chain that locked the Zongzheng Wuyou's lute bone with his hand, and took it for a moment, not too heavy. It just happened to be able to see the gloomy white bone. The iron chain was immediately surrounded by bright red, mixed with cold sweat. Wet white clothes together.

Zong Zheng's anxious face jerked violently, his body trembled uncontrollably, but he frowned and did not utter a noise.

Fu Zhao smiled cruelly, "It hurts? Give up a good country for a woman, give your own life to your enemies, Zongzheng worry-free, do you regret it? If you regret it, I will consider releasing you today One horse. "

Zong Zheng glanced wistfully and sneered, "Since it's in your hands, you have to kill and shave, whatever. There's a lot of nonsense!"

Fu raised an eyebrow and laughed without anger: "Okay, I'll see how hard your proud bone is!" He said with an unintentional sweep on the roof, raising his hand, and it was down. The thorny stab should be stabbed in the center of Zongzheng Wuyou's spine. At this moment, a tile on the roof suddenly opened up, and a hidden weapon came in. It was fierce and accurate. The target was the wrist where he held the hand of Li Hook, his eyes flashed, and his wrist quickly. Turned over, the hook went out, and flew straight to the direction of shooting the hidden weapon, only to the roof beams, but not to the person on the roof.

The blue tile flew across, and the powerful force brought by the hook shook the roof beam. The roof and the shadow of the two were unharmed. Originally, I came only to detect the news. I didn't want to alarm Fu Zi, but I didn't expect to see such a cruel scene. Even if there is no matter how good the concentration is, it will not be possible to watch Fu Zi penetrate the sect. Zheng Wuxi's spine remained calm. So she took the shot, regardless of the consequences. Everyone is often unable to be completely calm when facing their beloved.

She jumped down, the black cloth that tied her hair was cut by flying tiles, and the white hair immediately poured down like mercury, scattered on her shoulders, and under the contrast of the black night clothes, it was white and dazzling. .

She stood there with determination, cold as ice, and did not move lightly, because Fu Zhao's other hand was holding the chain that penetrated his lute bone. Bone bones, blood flow. The locked man was tortured with only one breath, as if that breath would be swallowed at any time. She was in pain, as if she was about to bleed. When did she see such miserable looks like Zongzheng Wuyou? In her eyes, he closed his eyes like an immortal and made him look intolerant of blasphemy, and when he opened his eyes like a demon, his eyes could make people tremble. It always seemed to protect her from the sky when she was in distress. Even if he was poisoned by arrows, he could still stand in the center of the wolf pack and tell them that he would deal with the wolf king. In order to save her, such a powerful and arrogant person gave up everything others dreamed of, the dignity of the country, the rights, the loved ones, and even the dignity of the man, including his own life.

Zong Zheng turned his head to look at her with no worries, and saw her white hair. He had a pain in his eyes and a frown, and said, "Aman, what are you doing!" He was not asking her, but was talking about her Should not come.

Man pursed his lips and stared at Fu Zhao, this man has become enchanted! She pointed straight at her sword, her face was absolutely clear, the dim light could not cover the cold mang of the sharp blade, and the point of the sword was only five inches away from his throat. She slowly spit out three words: "Let him go."

The thrown out hook has returned to Fu Zhao's hands. It seems that Fu Zhao was not surprised by her appearance, glanced at her shadow, and smiled at her slightly: "I punished my dear for you. But won you a loyal minion. "

Mangao said, "You are wrong. In my eyes, no matter Xiao Sha or Xiang Ying, they are not slaves. They can only intersect with me for life, only friends or confidants!"

Xiang Ying looked shocked, and for a while, he raised his lips and smiled, his face was even firmer.

Fu Zhao's eyes moved slightly, and he looked at the sharp sword pointed at his throat. He asked softly, "What about me? Rong Le, in your heart, who am I? Is it not as good as them?"

Man Yan stared at him and laughed mockingly, "What do you think? Do you think you are better than them to me?" She was once a friend of him, once a husband, and moved by his struggles. Once distressed for his injury, and gave birth to his love for a moment, once ... the commitment he gave won her trust and made her think about trying to respond ... but from beginning to end He has never stopped using her. In his heart, love is always beyond hatred!

Fu Zhao froze for a moment. Was he not as good as Xiang Ying to her? At least Xiang Ying will not betray her from the moment he decides to be loyal to her, but even if he loves so much in his heart, he can't avoid hurting her. That's it, what else is he asking for? If the heart is not available, then retreat. He clenched the sharp weapon in his hand and suddenly smiled softly at her, and asked, "Rong Le, do you want to save him?"

I heard that **** is on the 18th floor. He wants to see how deep it is!

Frowning frowns, tightening with five fingers, grasping the sword in his hand, said coldly: "What if you want? What if you don't want to?"

Fu Zhu laughed, and no one knew how desperate he was smiling. How sad it is for a man to use another man to retain his beloved woman! He laughed: "Think, just be my queen, and never leave me with my whole life. As long as he promises not to leave the Jiangnan land in his lifetime, I can let him go for you, from then on, all the grudges are cancelled!

Zong Zheng's carefree and bloodless face revealed a thick sarcasm, and he sneered: "The idiot is talking about dreams!"

Fu Zhaomu showed a ruthless color, and the hand holding the chain suddenly yanked, only to hear a "click"

"Oh!" Zongzheng's worry-free drama was painful, and his face was horrified. Jun Rong's pain was deformed. He gritted his teeth and could not hold back the sound, but couldn't control the sweetness of the rushing throat and opened his mouth Come out, his eyes darkened, and passed out.

Shouting and panicking, he hurried, "No worries ..."

Fu Zhao stopped her from approaching and laughed: "Relax, he can't die."

"Fu Chou, you, you ..." She stared at this cruel and ruthless man with a hate, and her eyes were like ice blades, as if to peel him and remove his bones. If she had left a little room for him because he didn't know it before, then this deliberate cruelty today, she has no last sympathy for him.

Looking at Zongzheng in a coma with no worries and heartache, she opened her mouth and took a deep breath, trying to calm herself, and gritted her teeth and asked, "What if you don't want to?"

Fu looked at her look. Since it hurts, let it hurt together. "If I don't want to, I can only choose revenge. He will die as soon as he lives. He wants to taste it with me."

Man's eyes were bright and sneer, sneer: "You use him to threaten me? Oh, do you think I'm such a vulnerable person?" Even if she agreed, Zongzheng wouldn't worry. How could a man like him be so proud that a woman would exchange her life-long happiness for him? Are those hatreds that Fu Zhao can write off with a single write-off? Zongzheng has no worries because she has humiliated her dignity, and she will not step up again. 2k novel reading network