Gate of God

It's a kind of paleness that comes out from the inside, has nothing to do with emotions such as shock, it looks more like something special is coming out from the skin

Not only that, Yan Xiu's body shivered slightly, and a red breath lingered around his body, feeling extremely unstable.

"You..." Yan Xiu's eyes were cold, his teeth clenched.

"what happened?"

The family sons looked at Yan Xiu, whose face changed suddenly, and they didn't quite understand what was going on, but soon they understood.

because……

Their complexion also changed.

It was a cold air rising from the bottom of their feet, which made their bodies seem to be put in a huge ice cellar, and the whole body was covered with this cold air.

It's too cold.

Their bodies were so cold that they could not move, not only the body, but even the blood and muscles in the body seemed to be completely frozen.

"Why is this happening?"

The sudden change made the faces of the family sons full of horror, all of them widened their eyes, looking at the sneers of the Southern Territory who were still standing in the same place.

At this moment, they certainly understand why Yan Xiu suddenly got rid of his strength, because, like Yan Xiu, they also have a sense of prostration that makes no power.

"Is it poisoned?!"

"Did these messengers from the South Territory dare to poison?"

"When were they..."

None of the family elders wanted to understand, nor did anyone see the means used by the messengers of the South Region to poison, but the fact is that their condition is indeed similar to poisoning.

Pingyang's face also changed a little at this moment, a pair of clear eyes with a trace of anger, his lips clenched: "Bold, the messengers of the southern region, dare to poison the princess in Yanjing City?"

"Her Royal Highness, don't get me wrong, we dare not poison you!" A messenger from the Southern Region heard Pingyang's words and immediately shook his head with a smile.

"Do you think this princess will believe it?" Pingyang didn't believe it.

"Believe it or not, it's a princess's thing, I don't need to explain it." The Southern Region messenger smiled. Then, his eyes moved from Pingyang's body to Fang Zhengzhi's body: "Fang Zhengzhi, today is your death! "

"Is it? But you have already said something like this just now." Fang Zhengzhi smiled lightly, disdainful, and then slowly stood up.

The messengers of the South Region looked at the unhurried Fang Zheng, his knife suddenly tightened.

Regarding Fang Zhengzheng, almost everyone has a question in mind, is that whether it is invalid? Although, the possibility of being scrapped is almost 90%, but there is still a possibility of 10%...

And once that 10% may become a fact, it will definitely be a terrible thing.

"Come here, help!" When the messengers in the Southern Region looked suspiciously, Fang Zheng's voice suddenly rang.

"thump!"

"thump!"

"..."

As Fang Zhengzheng shouted a "domineering" help, the envoys of the South Region were also full of weirdness, and the family sons around him couldn't hold on any more, and fell to the ground one by one.

"This guy really looks the same!"

"Even if you are really scared, you can't be so dignified?"

"Just as if there was no one in the eyes just now, now crying for help, it's a little unambiguous!"

All the family sons listened to the help-saving sounds in their ears, and they were all quite speechless. This might have become too fast, right?

"The messengers of the South Region were poisoned and killed under Qixingfang!"

"Come on!"

"Help!"

"..."

"Don't roll fast? Don't forget, this is Yanjing City, at the foot of the emperor. Do you think there will be no City Guards patrolling around here?"

Fang Zhengzhi obviously didn't pay attention to the scornful eyes cast by the family sons around him, and still shouted for help outside the square with a cheerful face.

"Yanjing City... At the foot of the emperor? Hahaha..." After hearing the last sentence of Fang Zhengzheng, a messenger from the South Region finally couldn't help laughing.

"Afraid?" Fang Zhengzhi continued.

"Afraid? Hahaha... We're so scared!" The Southern Region messenger smiled again, and then looked at the people behind him, his eyes cold: "Close the door!"

"Yes!" Several other messengers from the South Region quickly ran behind them, closing the door of Qixingfang completely.

"What are you doing? This is Qixingfang, you can't kill people here!" A maid looked at several Southland messengers to close the door and immediately stopped.

"Go!" The messenger of Nanyu raised his hand, and the maid flew out directly.

Seeing this scene, the other maids suddenly shivered and ran to the square, yelling loudly while running.

Such a scene also frowned the family sons around.

and……

The most important thing is that they feel that the behavior of the messengers in the Southern Region seems to be a bit wrong.

After all, although Fang Zheng's act of calling for help is a bit ruthless, to say the method and effect, it is definitely the best choice nowadays.

Bali fireworks place, prosperity, paper drunk gold fans.

But it is also the most severe place for public security in Yanjing City. After all, there are too many conflicts here, for women, for silver, even for a poem, for a sentence, it is possible to fight.

and so……

As Fangzheng said, if there were no city guards guarding the fireworks in Bali, it would be really strange.

But the fact is that Fang Zhengzheng has been shouting for so long, but the shadow of the City Guard has not yet appeared, and even there is no one even walking outside to see the lively son.

How not to doubt people?

Moreover, the most important thing is that the messengers of the South Region have closed their doors and closed the entire Seven Stars Square. This kind of behavior can be said to have completely deviated from the scope of the normal messenger.

It’s not surprising to kill people on impulse, but it’s definitely not normal to be so bold that after hearing a call for help, you still dare to forcefully close the door to kill.

As Fang Zhengzhi said, this is Yanjing City, the foot of the emperor!

How dare the messenger of the South Territory be so bold

"No one came after shouting for so long... It seems hopeless." Fang Zhengzhi glanced at the closed Fangmen door, shook his head gently, and sighed.

"No need to struggle anymore, you will definitely die today!" The messenger of the South Region looked at Fang Zhengzheng with a cold tone.

"It's impossible, the public security in Yanjing City has always been good? How could no one come to rescue me?" Fang Zhengzhi seemed a little unwilling.

"Oh, yeah, the security in Yanjing City is really good, but it's a pity that Qixingfang is here!" The messenger from the South Region heard a sneer again.

"So you still know that this is Qixingfang?" Fang Zhengzhi finally heard this and finally put away the fear on his face, his mouth slightly raised, and a smile appeared.

"What do you mean?" The messenger of Nanyu looked at the smile on Fang Zhengzhi's face, and he was shocked, faintly having a bad hunch.

Because, he found that Fang Zhengzhi's face no longer had the fear expression just now.

The opposite of……

Very confident.

confidence?

How can I be confident?

The gate of Qixingfang has been closed, the outside city guards have not arrived, and Yan Xiu is unable to move. In this case, shouldn’t it be despair?

Pretended, absolutely pretended!

Thinking like this, a chill suddenly rose from behind him, it was a sharp breath, like a sword, like a gun, cold like ice.

"Not good!" Although the messenger of the South Region didn't believe it, he reacted quickly, just preparing to flash off, but it was a meal under his feet, as if it was caught by something.

Look down.

The messenger of the South Region also changed suddenly.

Because, at his feet, there was a bright red vortex that kept spinning, pulling his body in place.

"Sura Road!"

The messenger of the South Region certainly knew the meaning of this red vortex, but he did not understand why there was a Shura Dao appearing under his feet?

Isn't Yan Xiu poisoned?

if there is not……

What did you mean by Yan Xiu's expression just now?

The Southern Region messenger wanted to know, but it was clearly not the time now, because a red light had been lit up, crystal clear like blood, and he was cut directly towards him.

Too fast, too fast for him to respond at all.

"Boom!"

The knife fell.

As the knife fell together, there was an arm, a **** arm, blood splashed up, sprayed into the air, and a brilliant flower bloomed.

And this is not over yet.

Because there is a sword in his chest, a sword pierced from behind, chilling and chilling, passing through the chest with a drop of bright red blood.

"Why...would this be?" The messenger of the Southern Territories stared closely at Yan Xiu, still pale in front of him, and the sword blade showing through his chest.

He never expected such a thing to happen.

Everything is under control, why is there such a change? Why is Yan Xiu okay? Who stabbed the sword behind?

Are all the messengers of the Southern Territory standing behind them dead?

In the end what happened?

The messenger of Nanyu subconsciously twisted his neck behind him, and then his eyes were round again, and behind him, a woman stood.

An ordinary woman

The most important thing is that the woman he knew was the maid who was just thrown away by the wave of his hand. Now, the woman is standing behind him.

In his hand, he also held a sword, a sword that pierced his chest.

"It's unbearable." A faint voice came from the woman's mouth. Compared with the panic just now, the woman now has a cold tone and no emotion.

The messenger of the Southern Territory changed suddenly.

As a strong reincarnation, although he can not enjoy the glory and wealth like some noble Wang Hou Shi family, but respect has never been less.

When will you be called vulnerable?

Moreover, this sentence is still spoken from the mouth of a maid.

The messenger of Nanyu was ugly. Of course, this was not because he was injured, but because there were also several maids beside the messengers of Nanyu behind him. Those who were still panicked and desperate The maid who escaped in the workshop.

Qixingfang!

At this moment, if he still can't understand this, it's really impossible, but what he can't understand is, why did Seven Stars dare to get into such a trouble?

"Hahaha... How about Princess Ben's acting skills? Isn't it good?" Pingyang's laughter sounded at this time, with a brilliant and open face.

"You? Normal, I think Yan Xiu is better." Fang Zheng straightened his lips and casually said.

"Cut, obviously it's Princess Ben who confuses them, okay?" Pingyang heard, and his pinkish mouth muttered, looking a little unconvinced.

"I also think I acted better." Yan Xiu said at this time, his tone was indifferent, just like talking about something that had nothing to do with himself.

"..." Pingyang was stunned, and then a trace of anger rose on his face: "Yan Xiu, when have you become the same as this shameless guy!"

"Yan Xiu is just telling the truth? Don't you think that his pale face was very realistic? You see, they all believed." Fang Zhengzhi said again.

"That's because they are too stupid!" Pingyang refused.

"You... are acting?" Ninth Prince Lin Yun wanted to stand up, but found that his body could not move at all and was weak.

Poisoned?

Not poisoned?

What the **** is going on, he and Fang Zhengzhi and Yan Xiu are drinking the same pot of wine, eating the same table of dishes, and sitting in the same position.

Why are they poisoned, but they seem to be okay?

...

Fang Zhengzhi and Pingyang did not pay attention to the eyes of the people around them. It was still your contention, and you did not care about the verbal stimulation of the envoys of the Southern Region.

Wen Dabao's mouth had already been opened, and it was so wide that he couldn't close it.

It's not just Wen Dabao.

The family sons in the surroundings also opened their mouths. They didn't understand why things suddenly became like this. Are they not poisoned?

how is this possible?

The family sons look at me one by one, and I look at you. They can all feel the weakness of their bodies. So, under the same roof, why would Yan Xiu and others have nothing to do?

and……

The main thing is, what do they mean by acting? Do they know that the messengers of the South will come at this time, and they know they will be poisoned?

how can that be?

I don’t understand ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and I don’t understand. In this case, is it really necessary to talk about who has good acting skills?

And why is Qixingfang involved in this matter? Did Yan Xiu and Pingyang arrange people in Qixingfang early? Or is it because Qixingfang does not want anyone to make trouble here?

Countless problems arose in the minds of the family sons.

Of course, no one answered these questions.

In Qixingfang, the only remaining voice is that Fang Zhengzhi and Pingyang are discussing who's acting skills are more brilliant. In addition, it is the increasingly dark faces of the messengers of the South Region.

"It's endless!" The messengers of the South Region finally couldn't stand it any longer after half an hour. This feeling of being completely ignored, it would be uncomfortable for anyone to change it, and it was still very uncomfortable.

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