Quick Travel: Cannon fodder, she is beautiful, Lu Ziye

Arrogant and rude.

The strong force value arouses Bai Nuannuan's envy one after another.

"Ahhhh-"

Pulling out the soul is like a burning fire cooking oil, and every bone, skin and flesh in the body seems to have been forcefully pulled away.

Long Fengzi fell to the ground, her whole body twitching, and even her eyes turned white.

Slender black lines slowly spread up the boy's neck, and soon covered most of his face.

Fu Xianzhi stretched out his hand and tapped his forehead lightly.

In the silence, there seemed to be some evil spirit making a shrill and tearing cry, which made people's scalp numb.

The situation of the girl next to him was obviously not much better.

The demon is so cruel that it nourishes these souls with their flesh and blood!

After a while, Fu Xianzhi reached out, grabbed Bai Nuannuan's arm, and pulled her up with a little effort.

Without the souls that need to be nourished, this square stone cave has obviously lost its use.

The two of them stood on the eaves, and the mansion below was ablaze with fire, and the fire was filled with light, just like the scene in the flower house last night.

After struggling to hug the boy in her arms, Bai Nuannuan almost reached her wrist and took a deep breath.

Hearing the sound, Fu Xianzhi looked over with a calm expression, with a hint of questioning in his eyes: "What?"

"You're still young and it's quite heavy to hold."

Bai Nuannuan cursed secretly, then raised her chin towards the boy who had fainted from pain: "Brother, can you help me hug him for a while?"

The girl was still conscious, but she didn't know what was going on, so she kept hugging Bai Nuannuan's left leg.

She yelled "Mother" so loudly that she was embarrassed.

There was a fire in the mansion, and the maid and servant who had been bought to serve him realized it later, and the sound of panicked footsteps came slowly from far to near.

The place where they stood was extremely conspicuous, and the maids in the mansion could see them as soon as they raised their heads.

Bai Nuannuan felt a little anxious. When she was anxious, she blurted out his name and begged: "Fu Xianzhi, help me!"

There was some embarrassment in her eyes.

Fu Xianzhi has a cold temperament, his eyebrows are long and sharp, and his lips are light-colored. He is always intimidating.

Bai Nuannuan, who thought it was hopeless, was already thinking about whether to take only one back first and then take the risk of coming back.

The next moment, the boy in his arms was grabbed by the back collar.

He lowered his eyes and looked at the one in his hand coldly, his eyebrows slightly furrowed, looking a little disgusted.

After the first moment of surprise, Bai Nuannuan unconsciously bent her eyes with a smile on her lips.

After bending down to pick up the girl, Fu Xianzhi followed suit and picked up the other one with one hand.

The girl's eyes widened, bean-like tears rolled down one by one, and her little lotus-like hands kept stretching in the direction of Bai Nuannuan.

He kept shouting aggrievedly: "Mother! Queen!"

"To shut up."

When his patience ran out, Fu Xianzhi picked her up and looked straight at her, but his words were filled with strong anger: "Scream one more time and I will pull out your tongue."

The girl was still young and couldn't understand what he said, but she stubbornly shouted the word "mother" as if to provoke him.

The spiritual power in his hand suddenly surged. Bai Nuannuan raised his eyebrows and realized that he would really do what he said, so he hurried forward and stretched out his hand to stop him.

"Calm down your anger!"

Her white and tender hand grabbed Fu Xianzhi's hand, which was not similar to the cold temperature of his palm.

"If someone discovers it, I'm afraid it will cause a lot of trouble. You don't want to, right?"

Bai Nuannuan stared at him -

mouth, as if if he said something else, she would immediately jump up and block him.

Fu Xianzhi frowned.

Bai Nuannuan's little heart was beating wildly.

The boy who came to put out the fire came here to look for a water tank. He looked at them blankly and said, "Who are you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the two people in front of him completely disappeared.

The boy was so frightened that he quickly rubbed his eyes.

The sight was still empty.

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Above the court hall, the national master in monk's robes showed compassion, and the Buddhist beads in his wrist were slowly moving.

If you look carefully, you can see that his right eye is cloudy and has a blurry eye.

Faced with Emperor Long Yan's fury, the Imperial Master smiled slightly and said with compassion: "The fire of Zhuque Street will not be extinguished, and there will be countless casualties among the people. It is really a disaster for the country."

The Imperial Master turned sideways and looked at Marquis Jingting who was standing opposite him. He sighed and shook his head: "Do you still want to pretend to be stupid?"

Immediately, Marquis Jingting knelt down, with heavy cold sweat dripping from his forehead.

"Your Majesty, your Majesty clearly knows! I really don't know about this matter!"

But the Imperial Master smiled: "The Marquis doesn't know? But Princess Anqing probably doesn't know."

On the dragon throne, Emperor Song was furious, and he immediately threw away several tricks.

The shock caused all the courtiers to lower their heads.

"What an Anqing! Yesterday I had good intentions to celebrate her, but she actually harmed the Queen Mother, and last night she actually set fire to kill the people!"

"You are wronged, Your Majesty!" Marquis Jingting hurriedly raised his head, with a trace of sadness on his old face, "It is absolutely impossible that Qing'er was in the mansion last night, Your Majesty!"

"Then uncle means that the Imperial Master has slandered Anqing?!"

"This..." Marquis Jingting choked up for a moment.

Looking at the imperial master's unchanging expression of compassion, his heart couldn't help but become confused.

After kowtowing heavily, Marquis Jingting suddenly raised his voice: "I don't dare! It's just Your Majesty, Qing'er has come with the intention of Tiandao Palace now, I hope Your Majesty will understand!"

"presumptuous!"

Emperor Song banged the table angrily, suddenly stood up from the dragon chair, walked around the dragon writing desk, and pointed angrily at Marquis Jingting: "Uncle, are you threatening me?"

Marquis Jingting still said the same thing: "I don't dare."

Emperor Song laughed angrily, put his hands behind his back, and said: "Okay! Uncle really reminded me!"

"I can't touch Anqing now, maybe I can't touch you, Marquis Jingting!"

This is amazing!

As soon as he finished speaking, all the ministers knelt down one after another, and they all heard begging for mercy for Marquis Jingting.

Only the Imperial Master stood there, sighed, and said leisurely: "Aren't you forcing the Emperor by doing this?"

These words were like adding fuel to the fire. Emperor Song, who was already furious, suddenly woke up and shouted angrily: "Are you all acting like rebels?"

At this time, no one dared to speak out.

Marquis Jingting knelt down and spoke loudly and forcefully: "Your Majesty, I am willing to pledge my head as a guarantee. I hope your Majesty can investigate this matter clearly. Don't believe the one-sided words of the Imperial Master!"

"Marquis Jingting, why are you doing this?" The Imperial Master sighed gently, as if he couldn't bear it.

The Emperor of Song Dynasty shouted angrily: "In that case, Marquis Jingting will be imprisoned in Zhao Prison immediately, and no one in Zhao will be allowed to visit him!"

"If anyone pleads for mercy, he will be hanged immediately."

When the emperor was angry, no one dared to persuade him.

On the contrary, Marquis Jingting calmly took off the official hat from his head.