Chapter 66 The Blood Plum Blossoms Blossom Su Han

In less than a day, Long Yinfeng waved his sword to others for the third time, but he still couldn't do it. If the national master wants to kill someone, he never uses a knife.

With such a cheap life, does Wang think the national teacher needs to use the noble and supreme spiritual killer?

This reason cannot convince me. Long Yinfeng's golden eyes were filled with strong struggle and murderous intent. What I want to know is, do you still have spiritual killing?

This blood plum blossom can only bloom in the cold winter and snowy New Year's Eve. The national master seemed to have never seen the long sword in front of him, and his eyes fell on a plum blossom that was growing on the Long Yinfeng Wall.

This plum blossom not only blooms in winter, but also, it has not bloomed for many years.

This is the most beloved woman of the father--the mother of King Yun, the love of Concubine Mei.

After the death of Concubine Mei, the father moved the plum tree to the Bookshen Garden, and the mother had a big argument with him.

After he took over, he was busy calming the internal and resisting foreign countries. He seemed so busy that he had long forgotten the meaning of this plum tree.

There is a plum tree in the corner of the wall, who will remember its existence?

The national teacher with pale hair, even though his face is so evil, his spirit has been exhausted and his national soul has been lost. Instead of staying in the world and shaking people's hearts, it is better to remove it as soon as possible.

Even if you are reluctant to leave, it won't work

Long Yinfeng stared at him coldly and didn't understand why he was about to die. Could it be that he still wanted to use the attachment of the emperor of the previous dynasty to remind him whether he would change his destiny?

In fact, it is dead. Long Yinfeng said cruelly

The national tutors of the previous dynasty also like plum blossoms, but I prefer the fragrant and pure jasmine, so in my national tutor's mansion, the jasmine flowers will never wither.

The national master smiled indifferently, closed his eyes gently, and slowly closed his slender hands on his chest. From the little finger to the finger, the fingers of both hands clicked in rhythm for a week. When the ten fingers matched and were in a squat shape, an ice-blue flame suddenly appeared at the tip of the palms.

This is……

Long Yinfeng was surprised. He had seen the national master performing spirit killing. Once the spirit killing is used, the creatures will be eliminated.

The way to die is to directly kill the soul, but I have never seen such a gentle and gentle spirit kill.

this……

Is it a spirit killer?

Before he could figure it out, the national teacher's hand had moved, and he could only see the frozen picture clearly

The hands were separated, the five fingers were slightly opened, and a jumping flame was burning on each fingertip, emitting a lively and active aura.

The national master's eyes suddenly opened, and his hands were moved with the flames, but Long Yinfeng could not catch them. He could only guess the movement of the hand from the trajectory of an oval, shallow and deep flame appearing beside him. The strongest part of the fire was his hands that he had placed on his chest and intertwined.

At this moment, his hands waved again, and dazzling lights and shadows passed by his chest, sometimes left and right, sometimes they had sex together, which was extremely strange.

Long Yinfeng's golden eyes, except for the ice blue light and shadow, and the enchanting and pure white body of the national master, seemed to be unable to see the other things in the world.

I heard a violent sneeze suddenly coming from outside the door, and another person shivered in a soft voice: Cold, do you feel it?

It's really a cold feeling. Even though Long Yinfeng's physique is stronger than ordinary people, he still feels it vaguely.

This made him awake a little and stared at him again. The blue eyes of the person in front of him were flashing like a fairy. It turned out that his ten fingers were so beautiful that they were waving their strange flames, and they had already bathed in a strange blue light circle.

What tricks are he playing?

However, the cold feeling is getting stronger and stronger

Long Yinfeng couldn't help but shivered, and suddenly discovered that the ink in the ink treasure began to fog. When he swept his eyes to the national master, he passed by Xiaolezi lying on the ground. He was surprised to find that the blood flowing from behind him had solidified into ice.

At this time, on the desk, on the coffee table, and on the ground, the blue frost was clearly visible to spread rapidly. In almost the blink of an eye, the blood plum blossoms climbed up to the corner of the wall.

By this time, the whole room was as cold as a cellar

No exception, Han Shuang climbed onto the blade in his hand and spread quickly to his fingers. He was so shocked that he wanted to throw away the sword, but it was too late, and his whole body was covered in ice.

The body is so cold that it is numb and the heart is so cold that it is trembling!

The panic of death made Long Yinfeng feel angry and terrified in his heart, and he trembled with his lips. Mo Ran... You are so brave...

The vitality is not divided, chaos is one; the movement is extremely strong and the yang is produced; the quietness is produced... The national teacher's lips lightly open, and it is transmitted low like a demon sound

The cold is blooming, Wang, please see, it’s snowing, the blood plum... It’s time to bloom

Long Yinfeng looked sideways and saw a snowflake falling on his long eyelashes. The second and third flowers floated like elfs throughout the room.

this……

This is the extreme winter scene, but he knew clearly that it was midsummer outdoors, and it was soon the hot season.

And was he who made such a sign of anti-temporality?

How did he become like this?

What exactly does he want to do?

This is……

The blood plum tree in the corner of the wall seemed to creak and sound like the revived winter bamboo shoots underground, breaking through the ground.

At a speed visible to the naked eye, a small red bud emerged from the dead plant.

God, is this... an illusion? It's too... too strange...

a little……

Two o'clock...

One...

Two...

In less than a bite of tea, the whole blood plum blossom has bloomed in the cold

Long Yinfeng stared at Xuemei in disbelief, then stared at the national master

The national master has knelt out of the ground at this moment, with his hands on his side, and the oval light and shadow behind him have formed a roundness with the reflection reflected on the snow.

You can pick a branch, maybe it will be useful.

Long Yinfeng half-believed and half-doubtedly, and a powerful masculinity almost instantly transformed the cold and cold bundle on his body.

A thin layer of snowflakes have been laid on the floor, and it will make a creaking sound when you step on it.

He folded one, put it in front of his nose and smelled it. It turned out that it was the unique fragrance of the blood plum. A cluster in his heart was suddenly cracked by a cognition and stared at the national master in disbelief. Are you... the legendary spiritual life?

Spirit Killing is a basic kill that every national teacher must have, but only the spiritual beings are recorded in the Records of the National Master.

The yin and yang of heaven and earth, the sun and the moon change. The national master did not answer, but just said softly: It is the hot season, and the ice in this room is too amazing. Since the king has witnessed it, can he withdraw it?

Long Yinfeng woke up from the stormy waves and nodded in a sign

This is natural. If he doesn't withdraw, he can bear it, but the servants outside the door are probably frozen and frozen.

Who can enter this room in the future

But, if it is really a spiritual creature...

The four symbols have begun again and adapt to nature. The indoor room is already winter. If you transition to the hot summer at this time, is there another symbol?

This is definitely a difficult task. Even if the national master has realized the spiritual life, if you need to adjust the four symbols, I am afraid that only the founder of the Spirit can do it.

This is nature!

His eyes closed slightly, and the endless light disappeared. His body slowly rose up, and the blue light flew again. The ice and snow on the ground slowly melted with a clear visible scene and audible sound as he moved. The cold air faded, the blood plums withered, and the petals drifted in the warmth of spring.

The servant outside the door seemed to have come alive from the cold, stroked the ice water flowing from his face, and shouted in surprise: Chun Nuan is here...

The cold snow is at its peak, the plum blossoms are just beginning to bloom; the spring is in full bloom, and the blood plum blossoms sprout

Long Yinfeng was shocked again. The national master's hands had stopped and they were intertwined in front of his chest. The flames of his hands and ten fingers intertwined into one, and then slowly disappeared, forming the initial shape of a combination. What was achieved was that the Tianyuan was not separated.

Xia Feng came from the window and blew the snow water inside into fog. The national master and Long Yinfeng were in this fog. You looked at me, I looked at you, the distance was very close, but the heart was very far away.

The national teacher stretched out his hand, and Xiao Lezi's exquisite dagger was placed on his hand, and the other hand brushed by, and the blood was clean.

There is another meaning on the hair of a head. Don’t Wang know? He walked out step by step

The spiritual master...he didn't know, but...Tang Bi...Mo Fan...

The fog dissipated, and the blood plum blossoms were green in the corner of the wall

But they can no longer return to the past

Long Yinfeng was so sad that tears suddenly rolled down. Do you... won't forgive me anymore? I... just want someone to play chess with me on this lonely road to royal power.

You have blinded your virtues because of plunder!

You said, I fell in love with her! I didn't believe it before, but I didn't believe it later, but now... I dare not believe it...

Long Yinfeng gritted his teeth and forced tears to flow back. Yesterday, she was having sex with other men. I felt even more uncomfortable than death, but she grabbed my sword and asked me to kill her, otherwise she would kill me for him!

His voice was trembling, and his panic and pain made him almost unable to stand. He shook and took a step back, supporting the desk with his backhand. Do you know why he was facing you with a sword? Because she called Mo Fan and pinched my neck... Mo Fan, is it you?

The national master standing at the door turned around, his blue eyes calm. Maybe no one in the world knew that the national master of the Long Ling Dynasty was named Mo Ran, but who knows this, does Wang Bi know about it? Do you need to report the origin again?

Long Yinfeng shook his head. He was the next national teacher who was trained by the previous dynasty since he was eight years old. In other words, they have known each other since childhood and have long known that they will support this world together.

Ran, please, can I forgive me? Prince Feng has been fighting with Mo Ran in all directions since he was a child. Today's emperor, although he only plays chess and chats, he is harmonious in the past. Now, in the future, without Mo Ran in Long Yinfeng's days, he feels lonely and cold. Even if he wins the world, he feels boring.

He is at the top of power and he is at the top of spiritual cultivation. What does his loneliness mean to him? Isn’t it another kind of loneliness, but there is only one person who can warm their hearts...

Fortunately, she is still there!

Looking at the person on the bed, he burst into a bitter and pity-loving smile

Bier...Bier, wake up...

Tang Bi blinked her long eyelashes like butterfly wings and slowly opened her eyes. What caught her eyes was a golden crown and a face that was too familiar to her.

Emperor...Long Yinfeng

Long Yinfeng's heart was twitching with pain, and he tried his best to make himself smile as warm as the sun, and stretched out his big hand, Bier, I...I'm here to pick you up

No...get out

Tang Bi held up her hand and stepped back. The pain from her bandaged palm made her brain clearly remember the sword from last night.

Today's tenderness seems to her, too fake and ridiculous!

Concubine Li has been in the cold palace, and the Wenshi family betrayed me and went to Panlong Mountain. I came to pick Bier back to Bibo Palace in person. Long Yinfeng explained patiently

Haha, Cold Palace, Betrayal, Panlong Mountain, very good, so you don't need me and I can have a reason to capture Duke Tang. It's best, I won't go anywhere

The originally cold eyes emitted anger and screamed at Long Yinfeng, "I just want to return my little Mo to me, I want to see people in my life and corpse after death."

Long Yinfeng suddenly clenched his fists, and he was wiped out!

I don't believe it... Tang Bi cried sadly, suddenly got up naked, pounced on the bed and grabbed Long Yinfeng's neck, and gave it back to me... If you don't give it back to me, I'll kill you

No matter how powerful she is, she cannot shake Long Yinfeng a little

But her own hands had oozed blood again

The blood pierced his eyes and hurt his eyes; the hand was pinching his neck as if pinching his heart

He picked her up with his hands, pulled her into his arms, and growled like a wounded wolf: You just love him so much...

Yes, I love him so much. Tang Bi cried and pushed his chest away hard, but his little hand was grabbed tightly by his other big hand. Let me go and pressed against you, which made me very disgusted

These words hit Long Yinfeng very hard, and his subconscious reaction almost threw her out. Disgusting, good... Excellent, in this life, you will be banned from being insulted by me, I want to make you disgusted to the end

The proud laughter is exchanged for the bloody heart

Ignoring her struggle and crying, pulling her over the sheet, and under the timid gaze of the servants, he hugged and walked towards Bibo Palace with big strides.

This section of the road is not close, but it seems to have walked a long road paved with blood and tears

He seemed to slowly feel the biting pain of her stepping on the bluestone that day

The blood in his hand dripped all the way to the Bibo Palace. He cried until his last sob, but he was still calling Xiao Mo.

Was he deliberately hurt her? Or was he repaying the blood and tears in the dark?

Sitting on the bluestone threshold in the middle of the gate, Su Han was so shocked that he stood up in a hurry, but he was at a loss. Isn’t there two days in a month?

What will happen?

Or was it brought by the king himself?

Blood……

The drooping hands are dripping with blood...

Why are you still standing there? Long Yinfeng scolded coldly

Oh, oh, slave Su Han met the emperor. Su Han quickly knelt down to greet him. When the palace maids and father-in-law heard the sound, they all woke up in an uproar.

Stupid, I'm not asking you to salute and lay your bed

oh oh

Su Han didn't know if he was overjoyed or was frightened, so he quickly got up and ran into the room. He just ran two steps and turned back, and smiled foolishly: If you go back to the king, the Yugu Hehuan bed had already moved to this main hall. Now the king wants...

I want it, but it depends on the situation. You haven't been on the job for a month. Are you slow in your head or blind, and you haven't seen her hand injured?

That... this... bed... Su Han was anxious, shocked and at a loss, not knowing what the king wanted to do

The jade bone acacia bed is still so crystal clear, warm and gorgeous, and the various beauty of the past and the hatred of today have become so thorough?

Su Han has gone to find the miracle doctor, your hand... Looking at Tang Bi's expression of tears without saying a word, Long Yinfeng felt extremely uncomfortable

If you stay still, you will either strip her naked and press it under you in anger, or you will be so angry that your blood will be cut off.

You have a good rest, I...I have something to do

As soon as Long Yinfeng left, Su Han led the miracle doctor to the back of his feet and his handsome face turned red and panting like a cow. It seemed that he was running around desperately.

Empress, let me see how my empress’s hand is hurt?

You... Go out Su Han quickly turned around, Tang Bi's voice sounded behind him, General Manager Su stayed

The young miraculous doctor withdrew in shock, but Su Han was uneasy. The woman in front of him never called General Su. She called Su Han privately, even in front of outsiders, she called Eunuch Su.

Holding the wrapped sheet with his left hand, stepping on the couch with barefoot, step by step to him

Looking at the delicate and looming body, Su Han was in a daze and did not dare to look at him anymore. He quickly knelt down and lowered his head.

Bang! The bloody right hand hit Su Han's face

Su Han stroked the numb face in distress, but felt the sticky wetness. Blood slid down his wrists along his hand, which shocked him to raise his head in shock, but he faced Tang Bi's beautiful eyes that were filled with anger.

Empress...

Don't call me a lady

Tang Bi slapped again, but before she was touched, she was caught by Su Han

No matter what the reason is, the Empress wants to punish Su Han, and Su Han is willing to die. But I beg the Empress to not hurt myself, this move...

His words made Tang Bi's eyes suddenly turn red, and she lost her life, and she dared to carry her hands.

You are a dog sucking inside and out

The love and hate made her so angry that she kicked him in the chin, but she almost fell down because of her weakness. Su Han let go of her hand and quickly grabbed her feet, which made her not fall down.

He gently put down her feet, his eyes were red and tears were almost dripping from tears.

Empress, I have to punish you, the servant will do it yourself

After saying that, he slapped himself in the face, and then he waved his second slap on the other side of his face

Such grievance and humility made Tang Bi's heart hurt

If it weren't for Xiao Mo, if he was a normal man, maybe...

Enough, Tang Bi shouted: Where did you come from, where should you get out

At this command, Su Hanru was told to be bolt from the blue, and she wanted to drive him away?

She doesn't want him anymore?

From the moment the king gave her to him, he thought that even if he could not give her a man's pleasure, he could still be with him humbly until old age?

But, but she doesn't want him anymore?

She told him to get back?

Can he still go back?

Waiting for a month in hollowness, he caressed the Yugu Hehuan bed every day. The places she had been to were touched cleanly by him. The teacups and cups she used were washed cleanly by him.

Then, he sat on the threshold, waiting for Ah, waiting for Ah!

Finally, when she came back, she drove him away? It would be better to let him die, but even if he died, he would die uneasy

Please give me a reason, and the slave has gone, so I feel at ease. Su Han kowtowed loudly, tears fell on the ground, only he could see

OK, if you have peace of mind, I will give you Zhuzaolian heart soup, you asked Eunuch Gao to deliver it

Yes! Su Han doesn’t understand. The soup was made by Yixin and he handed it to Eunuch Gao. Is there any problem?

You are the one he puts next to the king

Su Han was shocked. What did she know? Who did he mean?

Don’t give me an innocent and pity-like look. When you make the Mèi Pill into lotus seed soup and deliver it to me, you also specially remind Mr. Gao that it was sent by Su Han. You should think that there will be the end of today!

Tang Bi was so angry that she breathed. If I hadn't been thinking about the old love, I would have treated you in my heart...

Su Han could hear every word she said clearly, for fear of missing it

He went from frightened to palpitations, and then to the extreme emotion

She has feelings for him, and maybe...

He didn't even dare to think about that word

But now he died, he was relieved.

But, lotus seed soup, what else is there, and this bloody hand, which makes him tremble with fear.

Is this related to her inevitable estrus every night?

He thought that since the Virgin Soup, there would be no more medicinal medicines on her

She asked him to go back, if Bibo Palace is his end, then Longling Palace is the starting point

Well, not by the king's side, the worry and expectation that had been as anxious as a blind man touching an elephant this month are almost going crazy

It is enough to master every move that is beneficial to her, even if you can only look at her from afar.