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887 Whose head?

Outside Juyong Pass, the mountains that stretch for hundreds of miles are like winding dragons.

In the mountains and ridges, there is a remote valley where an ancient temple is built.

I don’t know who built the temple here, which was deserted dozens of miles away, and there was not even a small village.

This temple is an ancient temple that has been around for thousands of years, with devastated ruins, Buddha statues scattered on the ground, and bricks and stone carvings scattered in grass, all of which show the vicissitudes of life.

However, the Great Hall, the most iconic building of the ancient temple, still stands in the ruins. Not only is there no damage, but the walls seem to have been repainted. Candles are lit outside the hall, and fragrance rises up.

At this moment, in the hall, a woman suddenly heard the crying sounds of a woman, mixed with anxiety and discussion, but it seemed that the sounds were all women.

A northwest wind whistled, slowly pushing open the empty palace gate. The afternoon sun shone inside, illuminating the bright and beautiful cheeks.

There are actually women here, with more than a hundred people.

These women are all beautiful and can be seen from the decoration of their clothes. They all seem to have good backgrounds, including charming, dignified, ladies from a family, and jassic from a family. No matter what they are, they can be found here.

In the wilderness, there are hundreds of beautiful women hidden in this abandoned ancient temple. This is a strange thing that cannot be described.

Some of these women looked around in a daze, some cried in a low voice, and some were anxious. At this moment, the gathering of the bells and swallows was as lively as they were.

Moreover, these women have one thing in common, that is, they have the same man.

This person is Feng Yue Gong!

That's right, these are all the women of Fengyue Gong. Whether they are the concubines, concubines, maids, etc. raised in the mansion, the wives and concubines of princes and ministers, or even female disciples from major sects, they are all here.

I don’t know who it was, but I transported all the women of Fengyuegong here, and I don’t know what purpose it is for?

At this time, the cold wind outside became bitter, and a figure seemed to be coming from the wind. The sunlight fell on the man's face, on the cheeks with a greasy head and pink face, but it was covered in haze and a look of anxiety and panic on his face.

This person was Feng Yue Gong, and he didn't know how he learned about the situation here, so he hurried here.

"Mr. Fengyue, the Lord of the Mansion will know that you are the most pity for the beauty."

Suddenly, in the void above my head, a sound fell out of thin air, like a net of crafted arms, waiting for the prey to fall into the trap.

"Tianxuan Mansion, Tianyi Zhenwang?"

Feng Yuegong couldn't help but tremble. Even though he didn't look up and just heard the sound of his speech, how could he not recognize the identity of a person? His heart suddenly fell to the bottom of the valley.

Just half a month ago, when he was fighting for Nine Heavens Xirang, this person was obviously seriously injured, but with his teamwork with the Blood-Thorned Young Master, he could still handle it easily. His strength was extremely terrifying, and he was even above Chunyang Gong.

However, in order to lure himself here, he captured hundreds of confidants, but he didn't know why?

Just kill yourself?

It seems unlikely, there is no need to go through such a big trouble.

But Mr. Fengyue is self-aware. If King Tianyi Zhen wants to kill himself, there is no need to do this.

Soon, in the flash of lightning, he figured out the truth and felt relaxed.

"Mr. Fengyue, the love thread you have practiced is also the main reason why you are romantic and lustful. Every confidante of your beauty has a love thread."

The voice suddenly became severe and said coldly: "If the Lord of the Mansion swung his sword to cut off your love thread and cut off your hundreds of lover threads, but I don't know what the result will be?"

Feng Yuegong was like a trapped door, but his face changed dramatically. This was also what he was most worried about. Although the love silk wrapping technique is extremely powerful and there are very few cultivators in the Xuanhuang Continent, it has one of the biggest flaws.

Those who show mercy everywhere are most likely to be hurt by love!

It is impossible to pass by the flowers and not touch the leaves.

While Feng Yue Gong gave his feelings, he also received the other party’s true love. Every confidante who expressed his feelings for him will refine a love thread. The love thread net formed by this is also the most difficult net to escape in the world. Even Yaoguang Mansion was completely destroyed in this net, which shows the strange and unpredictable power.

However, if he kills all his confidantes, he will be cut off all his love threads. He will be backfired by his martial arts and experience the most unbearable pain in the world. It is a journey of love that lasts thousands of years, including emotional connections of more than ten thousand people, and each part is an unforgettable memory.

"What do you want?"

Feng Yuegong's voice trembled. He could kill everyone in the world, and even the royal family of the Qin Dynasty dared to disobey, but he could not attack his own women. This was the forbidden body hidden deep in his heart.

"It's very simple, just a head."

The sound on the top of the head was very cold, even colder than the bone-bone wind, and even the blood began to solidify.

"Who...whose head?"

Feng Yuegong frowned slightly, but he quickly calmed down. As long as he didn't have the head above his head, no matter who had the head on his neck, he would not have much resistance.

"Lu Zhengxi!"

These three words were spit out one by one, but they fell into Feng Yuegong's ears, which made his face change suddenly. He sighed and said with a wry smile: "Lu Zhengxi is the general of Zhenxi and the garrison of Juyongguan. His head is not easy to take."

"This is your business."

The voice above the head became cold and arrogant, and his tone seemed unquestionable. He said in a deep voice: "You are very good at trading an ugly head for hundreds of beautiful heads."

Feng Yuegong couldn't help but remain silent. At this moment, he knew in his heart that this was not just a head, but Juyong Pass, a majestic pass that has been eternal, and even the great Qin Dynasty.

However, he had no choice at all, because the person talking on his head would not give him a chance to choose.

The Qin Dynasty will sooner or later die, so why should we stick to it?

In the hall, the voices of the belle seemingly calling him and quickly made a decision.

At this time, in the northwest direction of the Bianhuang Spirit Realm, the wind and snow of winter were even more raging, especially the Darong Kingdom located in the abdomen of the northwest, which was even more a kingdom of ice and snow.

The Darong Palace is like a magnificent ice castle. Ice palaces rise up from the ground, and ice sculptures stand in it. They are all ancient giant beasts, looking lifelike, exuding a ferocious and violent atmosphere.

The main entrance of the palace is a hundred feet high, and the two thick hall doors are jagged, like sharp teeth of wild beasts in the wilderness. They are bitten tightly at this moment, so no one can break in.

Outside the hall gate, there was only a gorgeous carriage parked. A sinister old man with a gorgeous buckle was walking back and forth, looking up from time to time, as if waiting for the hall gate to open.

Next to this sinister old man, there was a tall white-haired young man with long hair tied up with a golden crown, wearing a golden robe, and a golden sword around his waist. He looked majestic and inviolable.

"Father, it is said that as early as five hundred years ago, King Rong ignored the government affairs and stayed in the palace."

The white-haired young man strode forward and said in a deep voice: "Seven years ago, the Great Zheng State swallowed Di State, but he had no reaction. Even if he lost the Qiang State, he would probably not pay any attention."

"Xiong'er, now is not as good as before, King Rong will not sit idly by."

The sinister old man stopped and said, "Although King Rong ignores the government, if there is any jeopardy of the country, he will issue orders, and I believe this time is no exception."

However, the white-haired young man disagreed and said in confusion: "Father, you are in the important position of prime minister and shoulder the military and political affairs of the Darong Kingdom. Can't you act as an opportunity? Order the vassal states to fight against Dazheng together, and the child can lead the Shenwu Army..."

"Son, don't speak nonsense!"

However, before he finished speaking, the old man incest made a stern decision and said in a deep voice: "If King Rong has no order, he must not overthrow the orders on his behalf. All the dukes of the Great Rong Kingdom are all sharp swords hanging above their heads. If they really want to fall, the great disaster of our Lu family, and the family confiscation and extermination of the clan will be carried out in a daze."

"Why!"

The white-haired young man shook his head and sighed, but he knew that his father was right. Although the Lu family was in Darong and his status was second only to King Rong, there were always differences between the king and his subjects and did not dare to interfere in some matters.

"Boom!"

At this moment, the thick palace gate opened a crack, just like an ancient giant beast opened its mouth slightly, and a white-faced boy dressed in eunuch walked out, but the palace gate was closed again.

"Eunuch Gui, does King Rong have an order?"

The sinister old man hurriedly came forward and squeezed out a bright smile on his orange-like cheek.

"Seiang Lu, General Tianbao, let the two wait for a long time."

The white-faced boy's voice was sharp and as sharp as a needle. While he was speaking, he reached out to take out an edict from his sleeve and sighed, "The King of Rong happened to be in the imperial study room and wrote an edict to the Lu Xiang. Please act immediately according to the king's order."

The sinister old man worshipped him respectfully, and took the edict with both hands. He opened it in his hand and saw that there were only two short words on it, which made him overjoyed.

"Father!"

The white-haired young man also looked forward, reflecting the last ray of sunset, but saw the edict covered with the jade seal of King Rong, and the handwriting of dragons and phoenixes was not dry.

"I ordered Duke Xia, Duke Bei and Duke Jue to jointly launch an army to attack Zheng, and ordered General Lu Anxiong, Tianbao, to lead the Darong Shenwu Army to 150,000, and use the Xia Kingdom to attack Qiang Zheng. It is necessary to recover the lost territory of Di and Qiang within half a year."
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