A woman disguises herself as a man: His Royal Highness is unrivaled

"Now that the matter is over, can you tell Lian Mo why?" Feng Lianmo's face became increasingly pale as the blood dripping from the corner of his mouth traced his collarbone into his clothes.

Why? Why no if?

Wu Qing's face changed. His family was facing the disaster of annihilation, and he was hurt. Not only was he unable to turn the tide, but he might be killed by her hands, but this person still had the heart to ask such a question that meant nothing to anyone. When it comes to being unpredictable and elusive, Feng Lianmo is definitely as good as anyone.

"Why? Does this need to be said?" Instead of Wu Qing, another clear female voice came in from outside the Feng family, passing through Wu Qing and resounding throughout the wedding hall. Everyone who was still alive in Feng's family was shocked and couldn't help but look in the direction where the sound came from.

Above the gate of the Feng family, above the high eaves, a woman with an ink-stained skirt stood proudly, her bright green pupils sucking in the skylight like cat's eye stones in the night, clear and coquettish.

Her figure is enchanting, her face is cold and beautiful, her beauty is alluring, and she looks like a witch who will bring disaster to the country!

Under the black skirt that fluttered like a sea of ​​clouds, more than three hundred silver frost magicians brought by Jiuwei were already fighting with the palace guards protecting the Feng family.

Judging from the original background of Mo Yan Pavilion, it really cannot produce so many silver frost magicians. At least there are only dozens of silver frost magicians announced to the public. Those all followed Wu Qing in the Thousand Layers Palace. The nine-tailed demon fox clan. Of course, these people wore the badges of ordinary dark magicians and did not reveal their identity as an ancient clan.

But don't forget, Wu Qing has not only the Moyan Pavilion, but also the nine-tailed demon fox clan, and the dark clan who were loyal to her and have not returned ten years ago!

In the past ten years, under Jiuwei's search, the descendants of the dark clan scattered in every corner of the God Realm gradually returned. God-given glory and bloodline inheritance, these tribes all have talents and cultivation abilities that are superior to ordinary people. Some of the kings of various tribes have even reached the realm of red sandalwood. It is just a casual order to bring out hundreds of silver frost magicians. things.

Glancing at Feng Lianmo, and then meeting the countless gazes below, Jiuwei flicked his wide sleeves and shouted loudly: "I am a member of the ancient nine-tailed demon fox clan. Everyone in the Feng family must listen to me and release them." My lord, otherwise the Feng clan will be bloodbathed today!"

Jiuwei's words came so suddenly that everyone in the Feng family, including those who were fighting in the weapon refining hall, the servants who fled in a hurry in the house, and the palace guards who were fighting with the dark clan, all... Everyone was stunned.

It took a long while before they were sure they heard clearly the words that still lingered in the air.

The ancient clan!

What is ancient times? What is this word that has been solidified in countless ancient books and engraved with time, this word that makes people marvel and lament, this word that once composed a glorious word that cannot be overturned by future generations?

Ancient times!

The beginning of the Shadow Continent, a short but blazing era of prosperity, an era in which the two creation gods living in the Shadow Continent seemed to only exist in myths!

So, what is the ancient clan?

Countless people's left chests jumped heavily, and their minds instantly fell into a blank, leaving only a hum.

Not to mention these passers-by, even Wuqing was stunned by Jiuwei's tough words. She never planned to wave the ancient flag now. Why did this girl suddenly betray everyone?

This is not going according to plan at all, your sister!

Feng Lianmo was the first to come back to his senses. In other words, he had never been in a trance at all. There was a bit of complexity and a bit of suddenness between the changes in his expression, and the light in the depths of his pupils was unpredictable: "Wuqing, is your rebellion, your stubbornness, and your rejection because of this? Is it because... You are……"

"Congratulations for guessing correctly, but there is no prize." Wu Qing said impatiently, rubbing the pain between his eyebrows due to the stimulation from the Nine-Tail Beauty.

Jiuwei is the leader of the nine-tailed demon fox clan, and she calls Wu Qing "my lord." Who is Wu Qing? There is no need to elaborate on the answer. Maybe others ignored this important information because of confusion in their minds at this moment, but Feng Lianmo would definitely not be one of them!

That's why those are passers-by, and Feng Lianmo is the head of the Feng family.

"But beauty Lian Mo, that's not rebellion." Pulling away from the messy emotions, Wu Qing squinted his phoenix eyes and pursed his crimson lips into a lonely straight line, "The Shadow Continent was personally controlled by me and Huang Yin. Creation is originally my property, I just want to get back what originally belonged to me."

There is no need to point out who is the orthodox and who is trying to seize the country halfway. The stupid people think they are king!

Feng Lianmo's pupils, which always coexisted with tenderness and alienation, shrank, and darkness emerged. After a pause, he did not take up Wu Qing's topic, but said quietly: "A month ago, the person who took you away from the Liyuan of the Lord's Mansion was the God of Days?"

That day, that blue color came from the sky, stood in the sky, and knocked Wu Qing unconscious without even saying a word. Anyone who dared to do this to her was definitely on an equal footing with her.

At the beginning of ancient times, there were two gods in the creation of the world. One was the god of light, the day god, and the other was the god of darkness, the night god.

Wu Qing is a dark magician. He can tell with his knees that she is the Creator Night God, and who is the remaining one? There is no other option at all.

"Is he also your... loved one?" After a while, Feng Lianmo added, the last few words seemed to be whispered, tainted with inexplicable emotions.

Wu Qing nodded. There was nothing hard to admit about these things. Anyone who was slightly familiar with her knew about this matter between her and Huang Yin.

Feng Lianmo remained silent, his lowered eyes covering all his emotions. The creation of the Day God and the Night God, this pair is so natural and so perfect.

Suddenly, he raised his head again, his face that was as white as frost due to blood loss regained his usual faint signature smile. "But Wu Qing, I still like you," as if he was afraid that the other party wouldn't believe it, he emphasized again, "This time it's true, Wu Qing."

Wu Qing, the call flying out from his blood-stained lips was filled with a fishy-sweet breath.

By some strange coincidence, Wu Qing's heart jumped heavily. This jump came without any reason and disappeared without any warning. When she went to look for the feeling that she had missed again, everything had disappeared like a flowing fire. No trace left.

Weird thoughts spread, flowing to his limbs and bones. Wuqing's lips moved, but the words he was about to blurt out suddenly turned into a stern look.

bass! A new round of fourteen light beams circled around the Feng family mansion!

Fourteen star array! A new fourteen-star formation!

When did Feng Lianmo set this up?

Various thoughts intertwined, and in the blink of an eye, a magic power had arrived in front of Wu Qing.

He had no time to think more, his face was covered with cold light, and he struck out with his backhand. However, Feng Lianmo, who had already come to her, suddenly withdrew his hand, turned his palm, and a spell appeared in his hand. At lightning speed, the talisman was torn open in Feng Lianmo's hands.

Once the spell is activated, it cannot be stopped and there is no other way but to hide from you. But the distance between Feng Lianmo and Wu Qing was so close that she had no time to dodge.

"Feng Lianmo, you're doing so well!" Wu Qing only had time to yell out, and then his whole person was submerged in the amiable brilliance.

Through the swirling light, Wu Qingzhi vaguely saw Feng Lianmo curling his lips and smiling at her. This arc had faded away the pretentiousness of the past, and the mask that had been adorning his face all year round.

His face was as pale as white skin, but a smile was enough to blur the world, and the anger accumulated in his heart due to being calculated over and over again disappeared.

Perhaps this was the first and last time Wu Qing saw the true expression on the sick man's face. His thin lips seemed to move and he said something, but unfortunately she didn't hear it clearly.

Immediately afterwards, Wu Qing fell weightlessly - what Feng Lianmo threw was a teleportation spell.

"My lord!" "My lord!" Only a few messy shouts were heard. Wuqing, who was weightless, was caught in someone's arms. The messy wedding hall was already a scene of the past. What appeared in front of her was Jiuwei's face that was causing harm to the country. Alluring face.

Holding the hand of Jiuwei Beauty, Wu Qing had just stood firm when a loud bang came from his ears. It has stood for thousands of years. Huge and terrifying cracks have spread on the Feng family mansion that has been continuously repaired and expanded by generations. Each crack is rapidly expanding outward at a speed visible to the naked eye. In the ancient house that has accumulated thousands of years of glory. A big net is woven on it.

Spreading and tearing, when the building was completely eroded by the cracks, the ancient house's bearing capacity reached a critical point, a loud bang pierced the clouds, and the entire mansion began to fall apart!

"This..." Such a mutation was so sudden and unbelievable that Wu Qing's eyes widened, his eyes as clear as glass reflecting the traces of the collapse of the ancient house.

All the Feng family headquarters were destroyed! This is not Wu Qing's handiwork, let alone the work of Jiuwei and the dark clan she brought. It was simply Feng Lianmo's fault!

That's right! It was Feng Lianmo! The eyes of the fourteen-star array that had just risen were not defensive talismans, nor were they powerful forbidden spells, but auxiliary talismans used by ordinary people to demolish abandoned homes for easy reconstruction!

An auxiliary spell, which was not even a high-level spell, exerted unimaginable power in the fourteen-star array, annihilating everything in the Feng family, including houses, debris, and even the people inside!

"He... why?" Wu Qing's pupils kept shrinking, Feng Lianmo destroyed the Feng family, destroyed the Feng family with his own hands! Why did he do this? Why?

This time the siege against the Feng family went smoothly beyond Wu Qing's imagination. She never thought that she could really push the Feng family into a desperate situation and really destroy the Feng family so quickly.