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Yang Qingcheng, who was struggling to kill the enemy inside, changed his face suddenly.

No, something is wrong.

He glanced at the emperor who was still sitting firmly on the dragon chair through the shield, and suddenly shouted at Yang Qixuan, "Xuan'er, retreat!" ”

The emperor said coldly, "You want to escape at this time? Too late! ”

Yang Qixuan also felt that something was wrong, and when he was bent on withdrawing, he saw Song Yu, who was supposed to be in Jinxi City, standing at the door.

He was wearing a dark cloak, holding a long sword in his hand, standing in the wind, the dark cloak was flying with the wind, at a glance, it made people feel inexplicably depressed.

That feeling was like seeing death, and I was instantly overwhelmed.

Yang Qixuan immediately understood what the murderous aura was all about.

When he saw Song Yu, it was as if he had seen countless scenes of him killing people on the battlefield.

On the battlefield covered with yellow sand, the soldiers in armor fought bloodily, if they hadn't killed countless people, how could they have such a murderous aura?

"You...... Why are you here? When Yang Qingcheng saw Song Yu, he was shocked in his heart.

He felt that something was wrong just now, and now he finally understood what was going on, probably, what the emperor said was true, he always knew who the mastermind of the bloody Baihualou was, and he also intended to lure him into the bait tonight.

It's just that he Yang Qingcheng is unwilling!

He was not reconciled!

"Yang Qingcheng!" Song Yu looked at the people in the Jinluan Hall and said loudly, "The outside has been controlled by us, disarm and don't kill!" ”

No, it can't be!

Yang Qingcheng looked at Song Yu and then looked back at the emperor.

That's impossible!

How could this waste emperor lay such a big net waiting for him to drill?

It's simply impossible!

"It can't be!" Yang Qingcheng was incredulous, he shouted, "Don't listen to him, kill me!" ”

"What could be impossible, is that interesting?"

A lazy voice came from the door, the person who came was Zhao Jingheng, who ran thousands of miles away to escape the emperor's pursuit, he said lazily, "I hate these people the most, what is impossible?" Obviously what has happened, I have to ask what is impossible, if it is impossible, how can I be here? ”

"You said that you have lived to this age, and you are still learning all day long what others say is impossible, nothing in this world is impossible, you just accept the reality!" Zhao Jingheng yawned and said, "Master, I have been rushing all the way, going through a lot of hardships, running thousands of mountains and rivers, and finally caught up with this trip, fortunately, otherwise the master would have been a real toss all the way." ”

As Zhao Jingheng's words fell, more guards poured in outside the Jinluan Palace, these people were completely different from the guards in the palace, they were wearing iron armor, holding spears in their hands, and the momentum emitted from their bodies was fierce and cold, at first glance, they were people who had been fighting in the army for a long time.

Yang Qingcheng's face turned pale.

These people are not his.

These are all Song Yu's people.

Song Yu's people are here, which shows that ......

Yang Qingcheng's eyes were scarlet, and he turned his head to look at the emperor violently.

"Zhao Gaohong, I'll fight with you!" He let out a roar, holding the long sword in his hand, and stabbed straight at the emperor without hesitation.

"Escort!" An attendant shouted in a trembling voice, "Hurry up!" ”

Yang Qingcheng's actions were too crazy, and the emperor panicked for a while.

Even though there were countless guards in front of him holding swords to protect him, he still subconsciously stepped back.

"Zhao Gaohong, I'll kill you!" Yang Qingcheng roared as he swung his long sword and slashed.

It is said that people who are not afraid of high martial arts are afraid of people who don't want to die, like Yang Qingcheng's style of play, coupled with the protection of the guards beside him all the way, he was quickly killed by him.

Although there were guards falling constantly, Yang Qingcheng really killed the emperor.

"Quick! Kill him! The Emperor stepped back with a bit of panic.

At this moment, a man rushed out of the spurs, dressed in a white brocade robe, and at first glance, he looked dignified, with a dignified body, looking like a scholar; But when I saw it more clearly, I saw that his eyes seemed to be cold stars, the two lines of sword eyebrows were like paint, his chest was broad, and his spirit was lofty.

And a long sword in his hand, with a sassy wind, killed several of Yang Qingcheng's guards in a moment.

When the emperor saw this person, he couldn't help but be pleasantly surprised.

"General May!" Some of the attendants recognized him and shouted, "General Mei, escort quickly!" ”

This person is Mei Kexin's brother-in-law, Qiu Ci's uncle, Mei Yuanhao.

When Yang Qingcheng saw him, his face changed and changed.

actually met Mei Yuanhao at this time, it was really heaven to kill me!

However, between the lightning and flint, Yang Qingcheng's guards had all been killed, and he himself had stabbed Mei Yuanhao a few times, and he was injured in many places.

"Mei Yuanhao!" Yang Qingcheng gritted his teeth and said, "You don't want to stop me!" ”

It's a pity that before he could speak, he grabbed Mei Yuanhao's sword again, and the guards from near and far suddenly rushed up, surrounding him and Yang Qixuan in the middle, and the cold and shining long sword pressed them underneath.

"Heaven is going to kill my Yang family!" Yang Qingcheng looked at the glittering long sword in front of him and sighed on his back.

"Don't blame God for your own death." Zhao Jingheng stepped forward and said in disgust, "You can't live by yourself, don't push everything to God, God is very busy, and he doesn't have time to pay attention to your." ”

Yang Qingcheng Huo raised his head, and his scarlet eyes stared straight at Zhao Jingheng.

Zhao Jingheng didn't care, "What do you see, this son knows that he is so handsome that he is unreasonable, you won't ask God again why it's impossible, right?" ”

Qiu Ci, who was following behind Song Yu, was unable to support his forehead.

Zhao Jingheng looks like a hanger no matter when and where, what a serious and bloody occasion this is, in addition to interjecting and fighting, he can also praise himself by the way.

I am afraid there are few such people in the world.

……

……

"General, the crown prince has been caught." A guard came in to report it.

Song Yu snorted lightly.

Zhao Jingchang knew that things had failed and wanted to escape from Kyoto overnight, but he was caught by the guards who were guarding the city gate in the morning.

In fact, how can he escape?

The emperor was bent on eradicating the Yang family, and he had already begun to plan carefully a few years ago.

The so-called Zhao Jingheng escaped, and Song Yu went to arrest him, just to let the Yang family show the fox's tail.

Of course, if it weren't for Concubine Hui's sacrifice and the paving of the queen, the Yang family would not have rebelled so quickly.

……

In the palace, the emperor silently looked at a roll of danqing.

The woman on the danqing had hair like a waterfall, her eyebrows and eyes were docile, and she was smiling at him.

Concubine Hui, I'm sorry for you after all.

That night, he looked at the bottle of chronic poison swallowed by Concubine Hui, looked at her face that was always smiling and calm, and asked, "Aifei, are you hateful?" ”

Concubine Hui snuggled in his arms, and said softly, "The concubine doesn't hate, for the sake of the emperor, the concubine is willing to die." ”

The Emperor sighed.

One will be successful, and ten thousand bones will wither.

Aifei, you can look at it.