Hatred lurks in the body like a dark fire, but at a certain time, it will burn completely when it encounters a strong wind.

A sword light flashed, the sword light had a piercing cold, the emperor faced the cold and dazzling sword light, but he was already pale with fright, his eyes were full of fear and helplessness, but he still tried to support it, he didn't believe that his brother would kill him, he didn't believe it.

"Ikawa; You, what are you going to do? As soon as the emperor's trembling words fell, he saw Murong Yichuan's wrist flip and point to the emperor's sword in an instant, and he heard a snort, and Huang Luo's tent was cut off by the sharp sword, and the yellow cloth fell to the ground in an instant.

Murong Yichuan shook his hand and withdrew the sword, the sword was held in his hand, but there was a terrifying light in his eyes, and his cold eyes made people shudder, he held the cold dragon slaying sword tightly with one hand, and clenched his fist tightly with the other.

The emperor had already been shocked by Murong Yichuan's formation, because of the love for a while, so he coughed non-stop, looking a special wolf, Murong Yichuan stood on the side of the bed and looked at the emperor's misery condescendingly, and then a cold light flashed in his eyes, that cold light with that piercing hatred, I wanted to tear the other party to pieces immediately, to relieve the hatred in my heart, I really wanted to raise the dragon sword in my hand and cut off the opponent's head with a sword.

The emperor coughed for a long time, Fang slowly stopped, as soon as he raised his eyes, he met Murong Yichuan's cold eyes, the emperor hurriedly took his gaze back, he didn't dare to face his younger brother. The reason why the emperor put forward this condition to exchange beauties for the country is because he thinks that he knows his younger brother very well, he thinks that he does not have such a high status in the mind of King Fu, he knows the other party's desire for the power of the country, so he dares to say this condition, but he doesn't know that he doesn't know his brother at all, he doesn't understand it at all.

"Brother Huang; Do you know what this sword in my hand does? Murong Yichuan's tone was as cold as a knife, he stared at the emperor on the bed, and the tip of the sword in his hand was facing the emperor's chest.

The emperor looked at the sharp sword and the sharp eyes of King Fu, and he was more or less afraid, he knew that his brother was a cruel man, and he was really afraid that the tip of the sword would really pierce his chest.

Although the emperor was afraid, he still tried his best to maintain a calmness, although there was panic in his eyes, but his face looked quite calm.

The emperor was unhurried; "Of course I know the role of this sword, this is what my father left to you before he died, this sword is not righteous on the king, and the courtiers are disloyal, Yi Chuan; What do you mean by that? "Emperor's eyes fell on the tip of the sword.

King Fu slowly put the sword back, and then swept out a silver-white light with a shake of his hand, and the people who looked at it were dizzy.

"Brother Huang; You actually made up your mind about my woman, do you think you deserve to be a Ming Jun? Are you worthy to be my brother? If this matter spreads, aren't you afraid that the world will laugh at you? How can you say that? Although King Fu's tone was gentle, every sentence was so sharp, like a small knife inserted into the emperor's heart.

The emperor's head slowly lowered, and Murong Yichuan looked at the emperor with a guilty face condescendingly, and he was naturally proud in his heart.

Slowly, the emperor raised his head again, and there was still a trace of calmness written on his face; "Ikawa; If you hadn't been angry with the queen mother at the beginning, and you married Nangong Ruyue, then you wouldn't have met her, then she is my woman, Yichuan, you obviously love Ximen Ruoxuan the most in your heart, why don't you let her go and let her come back to me, do you know how much I love her? Don't worry, as long as you are willing to do this, I will definitely pass on the country to you, and I will treat Xue'er as my own daughter, Yichuan; If you sit on the country, you can't get what kind of woman, and besides, there is only one Ximen Ruoxuan in your heart, since I said this, I am ready. The emperor still said the evil thought in his heart, but he still had a trace of expectation for Murong Yichuan, he thought that he could give up Wanruo for the sake of the country, he underestimated his younger brother, underestimated King Fu's love for Wanruo, and underestimated King Fu's pride that belonged to men.

"Shut up." Murong Yichuan patiently listened to the emperor's shameless remarks, and then stretched out his hand and grabbed the emperor's neck; "Brother Huang; You actually said such outrageous words, do you know what I want to do most now? Murong Yichuan stared at the emperor deadly, wanting to kill the other party with his own eyes, and the emperor desperately tried his best to avoid King Fu's fierce eyes.

"What do you want to do?"

"I want to kill you." King Fu squeezed these words out of his teeth.

"Ikawa; Don't be like this, do you really give up what you want most for the sake of a woman? ”

Murong Yichuan raised his sword, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at the emperor's face; The blade of the hairy blade makes people sweat coldly; "Only you know about this matter, and you only need to mention it once, if you let me hear it for the second time, don't blame my sword for not having long eyes, and don't blame me for being your dearest person, Xiahou Sou, you should know that I Murong Yichuan is the only one who says anything, you should know my ability and means. I don't kill you because I'm afraid of you, but because we're brothers, after all, we are still brothers, you can be ruthless to me, but I will never be unintentional to you, if you don't change your dead nature, then don't blame me for not thinking about my siblings when the time comes. After Murong Yichuan finished speaking, he withdrew his sword, and the sword light was like a lightning bolt in the dark night, dazzling, but it was terrifying.

Murong Yichuan withdrew his sword, and then smiled coldly at the emperor with a frightened face, that sneer was like the ice and snow of the cold winter moon, and like a sharp knife.

"Brother Huang; Take good care of your dragon body, my brother has retired. With that, King Fu quickly turned around and walked out of the bedroom with a sword in his hand, but he heard the emperor's painful cough from behind, and the sound seemed so excited to King Fu.