Hey, what about the Assassins?

From a distance, the crimson gold-tiled palace seemed to be embedded in the snow, solemn, brilliant, and unique, as if there was a curling mist shrouding the unreal palace.

The fine white jade paved ground blends with the warm light of the snow, and the inner pillars of the main hall are supported by a number of large red pillars arranged in an orderly manner, each of which is engraved with a swirling and lifelike golden dragon, and at the end of a straight road a huge square slowly sinks with the jade steps......

Under the stone steps of the palace, a bunch of people are surrounded at this moment, python-clad purple-robed officials and nobles are wearing oil-paper umbrellas, and there are colorful decorations in the snow, but more are soldiers who are dressed in snow and frost, standing in the wind and snow with dignified bodies, and looking up with iron guns.

The two dragons on the eaves of the volley, with golden scales and golden armor, are vivid, as if they want to fly into the air, and then they fly away, and there is a stealth posture, a white hair snuggling and pouring, Miaoman is light, and the wind and snow are blowing and showing off the swaying phoenix skirt.

"Snow, snow demons?! Ahh ”

"Hiss~ this look...... She, what the hell is she doing, she seems to be dragging something in her hand......"

"It looks like it's black, belch, it looks like it's hair, right?"

"Hey, Lord Liu, look, it's a person, the emperor, uh, it's a person in her hand!"

"Is that an assassin?! Hurry up and find a Royal Forester to ask what's going on! ”

"Your Majesty, is Your Majesty okay?"

"Your Majesty seems to be up there, with men and horses, hurry up and see what's going on!"

The people below turned on their backs again, pushing and shouting, and a bunch of people rushed from the square to climb the three hundred steps of the Chaohe Palace.

"Calm down!"

Emperor Jing of Greed obviously felt that Yu Ziying's mental state was different, he took a few steps like a harrier, the hem of his bright red clothes flew over and hunted, and jumped to the huge altar in the center, a straight pillar carved with lifelike dragon patterns, and the phoenix on the palace was far away......

Blood dripping from her fingertips, lingering around Yu Ziying's body or virtual or real, she closed her crane-like eyelashes, covered her eyes, did not respond to his voice, empty and long-lasting, changeable, like a quiet stream dripping spring clear and ethereal, exquisitely clear, and like the water gathered into a gurgling strong current, impacting the reef shallow stalls, turning clouds and rain.

As Emperor Jing's muffled voice like thunder resounded through the sky fell, the surrounding noisy voices fell silent for a moment.

Pride and jealousy also sensed something, and jumped left and right on the heavy eaves roof of glazed tiles, and the snow slipped quietly down the eaves, spreading a circle of crisp snow on the ground.

"Hey, what's wrong with you?" The jealous young man wanted to get close to her, but he was stagnant by the strong repulsion and resistance of the chill around her, one hand was stiffly raised in the air, his face was extremely ugly and embarrassed, but his eyes flashed with worry.

"Hey, pig demon, Yu Zi baby...... Woman, you ......" The frantic and fine black hair flickered on his delicate white melon seed face, he paused, his throat saw it, the cold air turned into mist, his face was serious and asked calmly, "What's wrong with you?" ”

Arrogant looked at the woman who had isolated a country of ice and snow, frowned, and his heart was also in chaos, but he also forced himself to calm down, he turned his head, and his eyes shot coldly at Greed: "What the hell is going on, how did her hair become like this?" ”

He hadn't been too obsessed with this question before, because the situation around the wolf didn't allow it, and now that he brought it up again, it didn't mean that it was the right question to ask at this time, but because he suspected that her change had something to do with the white hair.

Emperor Jing obviously thought of this too, his body was as tall as a black tree, his face was cold, his eyes were like a moment, and he whipped the wind and snow to find lazy: "I think, you should explain what is going on, right?" ”

Cold, sharp iron-gray eyes, silently staring.

Yu Ziying once said that he was with him in the underground imperial tomb, so he should know more about what happened to her than everyone else.

Nu tried to call Yu Ziying a few times, but there was no response, he kicked the stiff assassin corpse next to his feet in annoyance, hearing the conversation between these people, his black hair flicked, turned his head, and stared at him with a tight face.

He believed that since Greed asked about Lazy, it meant that the matter must have something to do with him.

Lazy ignored the gaze that was placed on him, and stretched out his arms, like a white butterfly fluttering in the sun, illusory, unreal, with black hair like dye, and a layer of halo on his bone china snow-skinned face, and the butterfly's wings fluttered, and it was amazingly beautiful.

The black Jiao received the order to shoot its long body like a whip from the snow to the altar, its pitch-black body with a metallic luster was huge and thick, and it was hidden in the shadow at the corner of the stairs with Yuhua before and did not notice, this appearance suddenly made many people gasp when they saw it, screamed and retreated, and their bodies trembled like dead leaves in the autumn wind.

Lazy lips were lightly overflowing with a cold sarcasm like snowflakes, and he ignored the rules of gravity and fell very lightly on the top of the black Jiao's head, at this time the height was basically the same as that of greed, jealousy, etc., standing on the stone pillar, and his gaze was far away, and he landed on the top of the glazed tiles of the heavy eaves as softly as a feather.

Then slid down her slender shoulder bone......

"You should probably focus on the one assassin she has in her hands, she never does anything superfluous."

Yes, Yu Ziying's character is very decisive and killing, generally he should be killed, and he should be released, why do you have to spend so much energy to torture a person this time?

After Greed and the others pondered for a moment, they all thought of a reason.

Unless...... This man completely angered her and provoked the sadistic cruelty in her heart.

"So you have to understand the identity of the assassin before you can understand the reason for her anger." Lazy Shi Shi added a sentence.

……

Yu Ziying was inexplicable by their questioning, she didn't know that in the hearts of the five patients, she was very "sick" at the moment, and the people she praised as mentally ill were worried that she was mentally ill, which may have been a desperate thing.

From "Qing'e", oh no, she has "confessed" her name, Qing'e is the name that belongs to the big disciple of the real Qingxu faction, her name is Nu, Jiao, Mao also.

In fact, what Nu said to her before was not all lies, at least what she said when she played "Qing'e" was dictated by the original owner.

The head of the Qingxu faction did send a big disciple and fourteen fellow disciples down the mountain to find the "king", but unfortunately the teacher was unfavorable, but he was kidnapped by Yin Sheng halfway, and after being ransacked, he came to a trick Li Dai Tao stiff, and he was still imprisoned in the East Prison, and his life and death were uncertain.

Originally, with such a careful arrangement, if she hadn't met Yu Ziying, she would definitely enter the game, but because it was her, no matter how careful the bureau was, there were loopholes in her eyes, and the special implementer was not a meticulous person who matched her, so at the beginning, she broke her steps, changed the game with the game, and calculated the plan.

She felt that she had always been sensible, that she didn't feel that there was anything wrong with her, even if everyone else was staring at her in panic with a snake spirit, she firmly believed it.

If she insisted on talking about her emotional changes, she could only say that she felt depressed.

This kind of repression is that all the emotions that want to explode are locked in a cage of reason with a name, which can neither be relieved nor burst out, so they hold back and hold and suffocate...... Just hold back some perverted behavior.

She continued to take a few steps forward, almost half of her feet were hanging in the air, she looked down at the crowd of people surging below, gradually, more and more people gathered around, and even rushed over to the place where Emperor Li of the Ying Emperor was in a hurry, and the envoys of several other countries who did not know about the incident in the east window.

When Mu Lige saw Yu Ziying, due to the wind and snow, his vision was hazy, separated by a distance, and Yu Ziying's appearance at this time had changed drastically, so he didn't recognize her immediately.

The wind and snow swept her up and swept like a storm of wrath in her heart.

She slowly opened her eyes, the light golden eyes gradually deepened, spike gold, copper gold, gold, she lifted the soft meat in her hand high, even so, almost a head taller than her, half of the old body fell wet on the snow eaves.

"Hey! Did you see that? Her eyes! ”

"Oh my God, it's Golden Eyes! How can it be a golden pupil! ”

"Golden eyes? What kind of people is this, it will definitely not be from the Central Plains! Could it be that she is exotic? I heard that after the people of the Outlands practiced the Lich, they would turn into gray hair. ”

"How did the foreigners get in? No, Your Majesty must have been deceived, our Central Plains is different from the foreigners, how can we let a foreigner be a noble queen! ”

People who didn't have time to see it carefully before, when they saw Yu Ziying open their bright and bewitching golden eyes, their mood was instantly like wine that had failed to ferment, and all kinds of strange and unpleasant smells rushed out.

Most of the people standing here belong to the political category, and they think differently from the soldiers who simply defended their families and the country, sacrificed their lives for His Majesty, the palace, and the people.

There is a saying that is true, if you are not of my race, your heart will be different.

The enemies between the officials who had just submitted to her and the nobles in power were just a normal phenomenon, and they could not move Yu Ziying.

— because that's what she thinks, too.

They will surrender to her, all because they say that if they don't obey and don't move, they can't bear Emperor He Jing, this is not a voluntary act, or from another point of view, this is a kind of coercion, and sooner or later it is a hidden danger.

And at this moment, the hidden danger completely exploded in the matter of her identity.

Yu Ziying heard the bustling crusade below like a tidal wave, her face was still as usual, her noodle stall attributes were as high as ever, and she felt a little distorted irony in her heart that they could go from running to catch the assassin without any pressure to eagerly pull her off the stage and fall off the horse.

"Shut up——! Didn't you understand what the widow had said before? Suddenly, there was a thunderous shout on the ground.

Emperor Jing only felt that a hundred flies were buzzing around his ears, and things happened too much and too chaotic at once, and his mind was originally full of too many chaotic clues, and these people were still taking the opportunity to create topics on the side, causing chaos, which simply annoyed him.