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"Let's ...... Get out of the way...... Open ......"

The cloak is scattered, and the white clothes are fluttering in the wind, like a ghost seeking life. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info faced the Taoist who stepped forward step by step and with difficulty, and the guy known as the 'demon' opened his mouth and spoke.

His tongue was like a rusty axe for a hundred years, and his words were vague and stumbling, and they were simple words that no one would have understood.

The Taoist understood the words of the 'demon', but he did not intend to get out of the way.

The imperial flag is like a sword, and the Taoist goes straight to the heart of the 'demon'.

"Smack. ”

Naturally, this stab would not have hit, and the 'demon' just waved his hand and the Daoist fell to the side halfway, but unlike the soldiers who fell to the ground and couldn't move, the Daoist still had a strength for struggle.

It's just that he can't struggle.

"Why...... Why is that......?"

He tried to prop up half of his head, staring at the 'demon' with a pair of eyes, and the tone of his mouth was full of sorrow.

“……”

The 'demon' did not reply to the Daoist's words, and likewise, he did not make any further moves against the Daoist.

He walked past the Taoist and was about to enter the main hall without hurrying, as for the human wall in front of the main hall?

That little bit of defense was not in his eyes at all.

"You and the former emperor were friends for eight worships, and you saved the country from fire and water, why...... Why did you destroy it with your own hands......?"

The Taoist was shouting loudly, like every defeated person in a desperate situation, he questioned.

"You should love this country too!"

This was the last sentence left by the Taoist in this world, and the 'demon' stopped, turned his head, and cast a cold gaze at the Taoist.

Under this gaze, the Taoist man collapsed and was silent.

With the sight of a person's life, what a terrible strength!

The 'demon' only paused for less than a breath, and the lives of the soldiers blocking the temple door were only extended by this breath.

"Poof!"

The human wall collapsed, and the situation in the main hall was exposed.

More than 100 swordsmen stepped forward with their swords, one after the other.

"Slash!"

The man who took the lead had a cold face, and the sword in his hand was even more gale on it.

"Slash!"

Many soldiers shouted in unison, the sword wind stacked the sword wind, and finally converged with the strong wind on the man's sword, and for a while, an angry dragon seemed to be awakened in front of the main hall, and the 'demon' was in front of the angry dragon's mouth.

"Let's ...... Open ......"

This formation seemed to move him as well, and he raised a hand and uttered two syllables from his mouth again.

"Smack. ”

The dragon's fury was extinguished, and the swordsmen fell to the ground.

The roar was gone, as if all the swordsmen's desperate fight was just an illusion.

"Click. ”

The 'demon' entered the main hall, and by this point, all the soldiers in the hall had fallen, and only the pale new emperor on the throne and the executioner standing under the throne were left in front of him.

"Wow, ......!"

Seeing that the distance between the 'demon' and himself was getting closer and closer, the shirtless executioner suddenly shouted indiscriminately.

As far as he could see, hundreds of people had rushed towards the 'demon', but he had not moved.

It's not that he doesn't dare, it's not that he can't, it's that the time hasn't.

And when the 'demon' foot stepped into the main hall and stepped on a special position, he moved.

He pulled out six identical knives from his waist, each stained with scarlet rust, the result of years of bloodstained blood, and the blade was no more than seven inches long, and it was a special tool for performing slashing.

It's just that today these knives are not used for execution, but for other purposes.

He stuck these six knives into his body without changing his face, three knives in the chest and three knives in the abdomen, each of which was inserted into the death point of the human body, and each knife went directly to the viscera.

"You've been tricked!

The executioner fell to the ground, bleeding all over the ground, and this scene was so similar to the scene that Zuo Qianhu staged in the Huguo Temple, and the new emperor on the throne gave a well-timed shout and rose up in a victorious manner.

Golden light rose from the portals everywhere, forming a membrane that sealed the main hall.

"You...... Be...... It's ......"

The 'demon' raised his head, and for the first time, he looked squarely at the new emperor on the throne.

"I, of course, am fake. ”

The 'New Emperor' sneered, and he lifted it in front of him with his hand, and then ripped off a human skin mask.

"The emperor has moved to a safe place, Lord Guoshi, you can only stay here for one night tonight. ”

After tearing off the mask, his voice changed, becoming sharp, like a eunuch.

He was a eunuch.

"I forgot to introduce myself, villain Wang Fu, but this time I won't bother you to do it yourself. ”

As he spoke, he sent the sword in his hand into his heart.

"See you in the underworld. ”

After the eunuch finished his last words, he fell under the throne and died, which seemed to be a kind of professional ethics, and he would never want to dirty the place where his master was sitting even if he sought death.

There was a smile on his face, and he didn't know whether he was relieved that he had saved the emperor's safety or mocking the demons trapped in the hall.

Anyway, either one is not what the 'demon' likes.

"Roar!!"

He roared, turned, slammed into the gold film, and was bounced into the air.

"Roar!"

He twisted in mid-air and slammed into the gold film on the other side again, trying to leave the main hall, and then he was back in the air again.

"Roar!!"

Impassable on all sides, he crashed into the roof and was bounced back to the ground, leaving a large humanoid crater.

In the pit, he tried to escape, but he still failed.

He was furious, and after jumping out of the pit, he frantically pulled up and tore apart the corpses in the hall one by one, especially the corpses of the executioner and the eunuch.

But the surrounding gold film is still there.

He was trapped.

Like a beast with its head trapped in a cage, it either begins to hurt itself or resign itself to its fate, or shrinks into a corner and sobs and pities for itself.

"Whoaaaa

He roared towards the sky and the four directions that could not be seen at this moment, and the roar was terrible, like a cry and a complaint, like a curse and a gambling curse. But as the saying goes, 'the heavens should not be called the earth's', which is what he is talking about now.

He soon stopped yelling, just as he had stopped all attempts to break out.

He climbed onto the throne, sat down, and began to look blankly ahead.

He's waiting.

Waiting for someone to pass by the gate of the main hall, not for help, not for use, but simply to see the living again.

He's waiting.

Wait for the corpses in this place to begin to decompose and sprout, so as to bring some life to this great hall.

He's waiting.

Waiting for the sun to come out, the ending of being basked in the sun and disappearing.

But he couldn't wait for the palace people passing by, because they had been ordered early, and all the people who were alive in the palace tonight had already died in this hall and outside the hall.

He couldn't wait for the corpse to decompose, the temperature was relatively low tonight, and the decomposition of the corpse would not go so smoothly in the low temperature.

Maybe all he could wait for was sunrise.

Or maybe he can't even wait for sunrise.

For a voice came from afar.

"Pudu Cihang, meet again. ”

The flat, indifferent tone was like a eunuch who had just died in front of the throne.