The wind around them suddenly became stronger, howling and roaring.

The plum trees full of flowers shivered in the raging wind, and countless petals were blown off and rolled up, floating powerlessly in the air.

Many points of light suddenly lit up in the air around Shen Muzhi's body, like moths to a fire, swarming towards him, scrambling to drill into his seven orifices.

The cold light behind him was about to pierce Shen Muzhi's back heart, but less than an inch away from his back heart, it suddenly stopped, no matter how hard the man in black tried, it was difficult to move forward even a point.

The second prince's originally calm expression, after seeing Shen Muzhi's suddenly bright red eyes, finally couldn't maintain it anymore.

The short knife fell, and the blood flickered.

The second prince stood there, his face full of incredulity.

A line of blood slowly appeared on the second prince's face, spreading from the left forehead to the right chin.

The person behind saw this scene and roared angrily, and the long sword finally broke through the invisible barrier and pierced Shen Muhou's heart. But Shen Muzhi was like a puppet who didn't know pain, he suddenly turned around, and the short knife swept over, and the cold light poured out.

The man in black hidden in the darkness didn't even have time to let out a muffled snort, and it became two.

At this time, the body of the second prince under the plum tree shook slightly, and the whole person fell backwards, and after falling to the ground with a bang, his head was split in half.

White brains mixed with blood flowed all over the ground.

The yellow plum blossoms dance in the air in the wind, like the yellow paper money thrown high at the funeral.

Shen Muzhi stood in place, the blood red in his eyes gradually faded, and the short knife in his hand loosened and slammed on the ground with a bang. Then, the whole person threw himself forward, fell into the blood all over the ground, and lost consciousness.

Xuan Cheng and He Jinyan in the Qianhe Hall both felt a trace of a somewhat manic aura fluctuation. Xuan Cheng seemed to have thought of something, and after his expression changed, he got up and was about to leave.

Mr. Wang, who was sitting on the side and had never spoken, suddenly reached out and grabbed his wide sleeves, "Dao Chief, where are you going?"

Xuan Cheng looked at the battle in the hall that was nearing the end, bowed his head and said, "The overall situation here has been decided, and the two of you are safe." With that, he gently tugged at his sleeve.

Mr. Wang also let go of it with interest.

To be honest, when he sat here with Zuo Xiang before, his old face was somewhat unbearable. It's just that compared to life, this little embarrassment is not worth mentioning.

As soon as Xuan Cheng left, He Jinyan hesitated for a moment and immediately followed.

The two of them almost arrived at the Imperial Garden, and they were both shocked when they saw that scene. Without waiting for He Jinyan to make a move, Xuan Cheng hurriedly stepped forward, stretched out his hand to probe Shen Muzhi's neck, and hurriedly picked him up, and Edgeworth left.

He Jinyan watched the sword light leave, and after hesitating for a moment, he didn't catch up. When he looked back at the corpse lying under the plum tree, his face became very ugly.

As soon as the second prince died, tonight's big drama was over, and the plan they had prepared for a year was a complete failure. Although, for Master, he may not care much about such a result. For him, Jin Guo's plan is only a small part of the whole big plan. Success here is the icing on the cake, and failure here is not enough to break the muscles and bones. What's more, he also got a precious phoenix bird. The value of an ancient xenomorph is far greater than this part of the Jin Kingdom's plan.

But this matter is different for her. She gave a lot for this plan.

Now, as soon as the second prince dies, all her efforts will be in vain.

She is unwilling, but everyone is already dead, and she has no power to return to heaven.

"Shen Muzhi......" He Jinyan suddenly muttered, his low and hoarse voice was full of hatred!

The first time she saw Shen Muzhi was in Qishi Town. A tall, thin boy, with despair all over, she didn't pay attention to him at that moment. At that time, how could she expect it to be today. If she had known that today, she should have personally hunted him down and left him in Strange Stone Town no matter what!

It's a pity that there is no such thing as anything in the world.

At this time, in front of the Qianhe Palace, a group of sergeants came out of nowhere, and the originally stalemate of the battle situation was instantly pushed to the end, and several major judges were taken down one by one, tied up, and thrown at the door of the Qianhe Palace.

In the Qianhe Palace, the dust has also settled. Wounded and fled, the rest of the Assassins and two traitors were killed.

The third prince helped the emperor and returned to the high platform, looking at the blood stains and corpses all over the ground below, his expression was solemn and complicated.

After his eyes swept over the corpses, the emperor did not find the figure of the second prince, so he called someone and asked about the whereabouts of the second prince.

At that time, there was chaos, and there were not many people who noticed the whereabouts of the second prince, only Zuo Xiang and Mr. Wang. Zuo Xiang was just about to speak, but Mr. Wang on the side suddenly pulled his sleeve.

Zuo Xiang turned his head to look at him suspiciously, and when his eyes touched, he immediately understood. After a little hesitation, he chose to swallow back the words that came to his mouth.

However, it didn't take long for someone to find the body in the Imperial Garden.

He Jinyan has long since disappeared, so naturally no one knows who the murderer is.

When the emperor heard the news of the death of the second prince, he was silent for a long time, and finally didn't say anything, just waved his hand at the eunuch beside him. The eunuch suddenly understood, and hurriedly went down to make arrangements.

After a while, another guard came in to report that all the rebels in the city had been resolved.

After hearing this, the emperor looked at the remaining few people in the field, and said, "It's not too early, everyone go back to rest, and the rest of the things will be discussed tomorrow morning." ”

When Zuo Xiang and the others heard this, they didn't say anything more, and after each saying a few words like asking the emperor to take care of his body, they hurriedly retreated.

The third prince was about to send the emperor back to the palace to rest, but before he could speak, the emperor suddenly called out to him, "Jing Yu." The voice was faintly strange.

The third prince looked up in some surprise and saw that the emperor was staring at him, his gaze was extremely deep, like an abyss, and the bottom could not be seen. In his heart, he suddenly panicked.

"Father, what's wrong?" Jing Yu asked tentatively, a little cautiously.

The emperor did not answer, but just stared at him. After a long time, he suddenly closed his gaze, and then said lightly, "Help me back to the dormitory." ”

Jing Yu hurriedly gathered the not obvious tension and panic in his eyes, stepped forward quickly, helped the emperor up, and walked back.

Inside the palace, the bloody rain has stopped, and outside the palace, the sheng song and swallow dance are still the same.

Those ordinary people who were immersed in the Chinese New Year's Eve carnival did not seem to notice the strangeness of tonight.

On the bank of the Jingjiang River, the lanterns are like dragons, singing and dancing.

Above the Jingjiang River, the painting boat is like a star, densely packed.

It wasn't until the ugly time that the carnival in the city finally stopped, and on the street, the tourists gradually dispersed, and the painting boats in the Jingjiang River began to dock one after another.

Drunken man, staggering and humming a song, walks in a deserted alley. The vague singing voice that was high and low, with a bit of hoarseness, inexplicably added a bit of desolation to the gradually silent night.

In the cold wind, the New Year is coming.

The light of day gradually crossed the eastern wall. On the top of the city wall, there are still some dark red stains left in the high and low brick joints.

The cold wind blew, and a faint smell of blood could be faintly smelled, accompanied by a whimper, as if telling of the tragic battle that took place here last night.

It's just that everything that happens in the dark can only be buried in the darkness after all.

In the Shen Mansion, the people had already gotten up, carrying the joy of the New Year, and began to be busy.

Before the eldest lady of Dongheyuan got up, Uncle Lian took the red envelope prepared last night and handed it to Wu's mother in the front yard, asking her to distribute it to others according to the practice of previous years.

Shen Muping didn't sleep all night.

At this point, after freshening up, it's time to go out.

Uncle Lian saw that he was in a hurry, so he didn't come forward to ask, but after he left, he called a small servant over and told him to follow and keep an eye on it.

In the Jinming Pavilion, Shen Muzhi was settled in a room on the third floor and was asleep.

Xuan Cheng stayed by and meditated.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes and turned to look at the door.

Not long after, there was a knock at the door.

"Come in. Xuan Cheng said.

The door creaked open, and He Xian walked in, but compared to last night's image of Feng Ya Gongzi, he looked very embarrassed today.

A black brocade robe was broken in many places, and there were a lot of blood stains, his face was a little pale, and his steps were a little floating.

Xuan Cheng frowned when he saw him like this, and then asked, "How is it?"

He Xian walked to the side of the table and sat down, and after taking a breath, he replied, "It's okay." As he spoke, he looked at the bed behind Xuan Cheng, and he was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly asked, "What's wrong with him?"

Xuan Cheng replied, "I almost died." Luckily, I arrived in time and barely managed to save my life. ”

"What's going on?" He Xian couldn't help frowning when he heard this.

Xuan Cheng sighed and said, "Not long after you left, there was chaos in the palace, and then the second prince was about to leave, and he wanted to take revenge, so he chased after him." I was stopped by He Jinyan, that is, Liu Guan's female disciple. I don't know what happened after that, but by the time I went back, the second prince was already dead, and he was almost dead. As he spoke, he looked at He Xian, frowned and asked, "Did you do it with Liu Guan?"

He Xian nodded, but he didn't mean to speak, obviously not wanting to say more about it.

Seeing this, Xuan Cheng naturally didn't ask much. It's just that he quickly frowned again and asked about another thing, "By the way, how is that phoenix bird?"

He Xian replied, "Dead." ”

"Are you sure?" asked Xuan Cheng rhetorically, frowning and his eyes suspicious.

Seeing him like this, He Xian couldn't help but be stunned, and asked rhetorically, "What's wrong?"

Xuan Cheng hesitated for a moment and replied, "Do you remember what I told you about the contract between Muzhi and that phoenix bird?"

He Xian nodded.

"The contract on Mu Zhi's body is still there!" Xuan Cheng looked at He Xian and said in a deep voice.

After He Xian was stunned for a moment, he immediately understood what Xuan Cheng meant. He frowned instantly, his gaze shifted from Xuan Cheng to Shen Muzhi on the bed, his face was solemn and he didn't know what to think, and he didn't make a sound for a long time.