The moon blade pierced Wen Qiu's chest directly, piercing out from the other end.

Wang Chuxuan opened his eyes and saw Princess Wen Jing hurriedly running towards Wen Qiu from a distance.

"Brother!" her voice suddenly raised.

Wang Chuxuan was stunned, and Ke caught him in mid-air.

The Shadow's voice trembled slightly, "Mission accomplished, Chief, well done." ”

The angry soul laughed and said: "Amazing, chief, I didn't expect you to kill him without dying, your blow is really beautiful." ”

Ke saw Wang Chuxuan staring closely in Wen Jing's direction, he glanced back at Wen Jing, and sighed in a low voice: "Don't say it, the leader is a person with deep affection, and it is not good for him to kill him." ”

The guards panicked directly, Wenqiu, the son of Daqi, was assassinated like this, if it is done according to the normal law of the country, the monarch will die, the crime of the guards is huge, and they will all be executed, and no one is in the mood to pursue those few valuable heads, they are all around Wenqiu, looking at him worriedly, hoping that the Son of Heaven will be blessed with Qitian, as long as he does not die, he will not have to die.

Wen Qiu slowly fell backwards, and General Yue hurriedly stepped forward to support him. The moonblade was still on his chest, and blood had already spilled down the strange weapon.

Wen Jing jumped directly to Wen Qiu's side, and hot tears fell and dripped on Wen Qiu's body.

Wen Qiu's face was pale, he looked at his sister in front of him, and laughed, there was no more coldness and ruthlessness in his smile, only attachment to life.

One hand was raised, and Wen Jing held it directly.

Wen Qiu's lips were pale, his palms had slowly become cold, too much blood had been left, and after only a short while, he lost his warmth, and his palms began to cool, cold and cold.

Wen Qiu's breathing voice had become thicker, and he could feel his fear and unwillingness on his face: "I don't die, I don't die, I can't die, my father still needs me, I still have to work hard to push my Daqi to the top and become the only country in this world, only at that time, I am willing to die!"

Wen Jing stood in front of him in a daze, and could only nod: "Don't die, brother, you'll be fine." ”

Wen Qiu laughed miserably: "You lie...... I can't. ”

"No, brother, you will get better, your injuries can be healed, you must persevere. ”

Wen Qiu coughed violently, his face became whiter with the cough, and the corners of his mouth and nose began to bleed: "Sister, Daqi will be handed over to you, don't hate him, I forced him so much, he was not willing to do it, his character is good, I went astray...... But I've never had murderous intentions towards you, you're my favorite sister, sister, don't blame my brother, everything I do is for my father......" After saying that, he closed his eyes and died.

General Yue directly raised his head and cried: "The Son of Heaven is here, this is ......"

All the armor soldiers directly raised their heads and knelt, and the sound of bitter crying was endless: "Son of Heaven...... Son of Heaven!"

The three assassins and Wang Chuxuan quietly looked at the scene in front of them, and Wen Jing knelt directly on the ground and bowed to Wen Qiu's body.

Wang Chuxuan's face was also pale, and he stared at Wen Jing tightly, but he couldn't step forward to comfort her, it was himself who did it!

In front of the troops, he neither covered his face nor concealed his identity, anyone knew it, and the entire Great Qi would know that he had assassinated Wenqiu and killed the Son of Heaven with his own hands.

General Yue hurriedly stood up and roared angrily: "Everyone, Wen Qiu is the son, I will support Princess Wen Jing to inherit the throne of the Son of Heaven." ”

All the guards shouted at the same time: "Yes, the inheritance of the blood of the Son of Heaven is justified!"

"We sincerely support it, and heaven and earth can learn from it!"

Wen Jing slowly raised her head and looked back at Wang Chuxuan and several assassins next to him.

Suddenly roared angrily: "Wang Chuxuan, do you know what you are doing?"

General Yue's angry face distorted: "Your Majesty, Wang Chuxuan assassinated and killed the Son of Heaven, this is a humiliation that has not been seen in the three thousand years of Great Qi, and we swear not to share the sky with Yuncheng!"

All the armor soldiers shouted at the same time: "Kill King Chu Xuan, use his head to sacrifice the spirit!"

"Kill Wang Chuxuan and sacrifice his head to the spirit!"

Wang Chuxuan assassinated the target of the mission and completed the task for the first time, but he was not happy at all, the reason why he was able to join the assassin organization was because of Princess Wenjing, she had a great reason.

But he didn't expect that the first mission target he killed was her own brother, shaking his head and sighing.

Wen Jing stared at him with tears in her eyes, but Wang Chuxuan couldn't say anything to her at all, even if the task was correct, he was her brother, and there was nothing to explain.

sighed and said to Ke, "Let's go!"

The three of them nodded, and flew straight into the distance.

General Yue knelt down directly towards Wen Jing: "Your Majesty, give the order, the three of them have lost their physical strength, as long as Your Majesty gives an order, we will kill the four of them immediately!"

Wen Jing was a little unsteady on her feet and fell backwards, what happened during the day was really unacceptable to her, and she couldn't make up her mind for a while.

General Yue didn't dare to touch her, that was both the powerhouse of the sixth stage and his monarch, Wen Jing himself took three steps backwards, and looked down at Wen Qiu, who had already closed his eyes.

The golden-armored guards standing around all knelt on the ground: "Your Majesty, please give the order to kill Wang Chuxuan, the people of Daqi, and revenge will be avenged!"

"This ......"

All the guards showed hatred on their faces, and shouted in unison: "Your Majesty, please order to kill Wang Chuxuan, the people of Daqi, if there is revenge, it will be avenged!"

Wen Jing sighed, and after a long time, he slowly opened his mouth and said, "General Yue, send someone to arrest, I have something to ask him, he is only allowed to be captured alive and not killed, do you understand?"

General Yue was a little hesitant, how could he not avenge the national revenge?

Wen Jing said coldly: "If you want to kill him, I will kill him, you are not allowed to do it without permission, do you understand?"

General Yue hurriedly nodded and replied, "Yes, I respectfully obey Your Majesty's holy decree!"

Wen Jing nodded, waved his hand and said, "Come on, prepare for the funeral, and the news of my brother's death, no one is allowed to tell my father!"

"Yes!"

After Wen Jing gave a few orders, she suddenly felt that her strength had been completely emptied, and she, a princess who had given up the position of the Son of Heaven, finally got it, but the price was so great, her sweetheart killed her own brother.

She was born in the emperor's family, and she should have known that the struggle for power was life and death, but there was a deep affection between her and Wen Qiu, Wen Qiu did not lose that family affection when she treated herself, and still loved her, and the family affection in her heart made her reluctant, but unfortunately she was killed by him.

Wen Jing was silent, and looked back at the direction where Wang Chuxuan left, her mind was already far away, and she was sad alone.

He muttered to himself, "Why do you want to do this? Are you letting me ascend to this throne? But that is the most unfree position in the world, once you ascend to it, the national feud will not be able to make any possibility between you and me, the people of Daqi want to kill you, I will also kill you, why do you do this?"

After speaking, he raised his head and took a deep breath, looking at the direction he was leaving.

General Yue knelt down and said, "Your Majesty, let's go back, just leave the pursuit to the soldiers!"

Wen Jing nodded silently, and several guards stepped forward to cover Wen Qiu's body with a white cloth, and a dozen spears turned into simple stretchers, erected Wen Qiu, and brought them back.

Wen Jing's tone was very low: "Go back to the palace, the national funeral is simple, don't make a big noise, especially don't let your father know, you have to hide it from him, do you hear?"

General Yue arched his hand and said: "The last general obeys orders!"

Wen Jing saw Yiqing, and suddenly became angry in her heart: "Is it because of her?"

"General Yue. ”

"In!"

"Build a room for her, don't disturb the academy, let's go!"

"Yes!"

After Wen Jing finished the matter, she left with all the troops, she became the new son of heaven of Daqi at this time, but she understood that it was a matter of national enmity, Wen Qiu was killed by Wang Chuxuan, so no matter how saintly he was before, after the news spread, when the national funeral ceremony was known throughout the country, Wang Chuxuan still wanted to become the national enemy of Daqi, involving the country, and she was the Son of Heaven, then there would be no sweetheart, only the position of the Son of Heaven, he had to make a choice for Daqi.

The revenge of the killing of the Son of Heaven is public, and it cannot be avenged.

Wen Jing's heart trembled, if there were other brothers or younger brothers, how good would it be, then she would immediately hand over this throne of the Son of Heaven to him, and she would not even want to care about these things anymore.

Unexpectedly, he did hand it over to himself.

"Chu Xuan, I hate you, you are really ruthless, don't you think about the future of the two of us?" After thinking about it, he burst into tears, unable to restrain his emotions any longer, and cried bitterly.