"Stand back. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info "Bei Yiyao opened his arms wide, took a few steps back, and pushed the person behind him back.

Shen Fengyi, who was held hostage by Bei Anhuang, smiled at this moment, for the first time in many years, he talked to him so close without anything covering his face, and the white breath exhaled from his mouth was really visible.

"What do you think you can do if you hold me hostage at this moment? Do you think you're still the emperor on top of the sky? His eyes were a little blurry, as if a layer of mist had clouded them. Bei Anhuang could clearly see his reflection, in his dark eyes like the sea......

Under his careless cold gaze, Bei Anhuang only felt a burst of panic and shortness of breath, he hated him the most, he always looked like he was winning, which made him very uncomfortable as an emperor.

"Are you still worried about the troops in Liang Wen's hands? Do you think you'll be able to roll over? Shen Fengyi said, his head was raised back violently, his right foot kicked back hard, and his hands quickly grabbed Bei Anhuang's arm and twisted it, and he was immediately freed from the coercion, and his movements were as fast as lightning, all in one go.

Bei Anhuang was kicked down without warning, and the dagger in his hand fell to the ground. At the same time, the long knife in Bei Yiyao's hand, who was standing not far away, was close, and Bei Anhuang wanted to concentrate his strength, but he was shocked to find that his hands were sore and weak, and he was actually dislocated by the twist of Shen Fengyi just now. In an instant, cold sweat was dripping, and in an instant, the long knife of Bei Yiyao had already entered his abdomen, and blood was surging.

"Uh........" He turned his head and looked at Bei Yiyao's black eyes like a deep pool under the moon, looking straight at himself. Then, Bei Yiyao gritted his teeth and pushed the handle of the knife in his hand forward, and Bei Anhuang seemed to hear the sound of the skin and flesh being torn apart.

"Yes, yes!" As he spoke, a fishy sweetness poured into his mouth from his throat, and he finally couldn't resist it, and sprayed the person in front of him with a "poof", and then his eyes went black and fell to the ground with a bang.

Shen Fengyi was also a little shocked, he didn't expect Bei'an Huang to die in Yao'er's hands.

"Haha, haha, the Dog Emperor was killed by me, and the Dog Emperor was killed by me." Bei Yiyao didn't bother to wipe the blood stains on his face, and laughed maniacally at the corners of his lips.

Bei Yiyu, who was still kneeling in the center of the hall, was stunned by the scene just now, although he also thought about killing his father, but when his father was really a corpse lying there, his head was at a loss, how could this be?

Two or three twists of light were refracted from the layers of impermeable clouds, and spots of different shades of light ran quickly along the light, and the dust also danced with the sun.

On the tower of the triple gate, the occasional rapid birdsong broke the dead silence of the forest, but soon it returned to calm, except for the hoarse sound of the strings of brass bells in the wind.

Dawn is coming, but the darkness before dawn is the coldest time. The army under the city is like rows of puppets, and you can only see them walking in an orderly manner.

Xuande Hall is brightly lit, but the owner has changed.

The man in a black shirt was calm and restrained, and his long body stood straight, which was Shen Fengyi.

Bei Yiyao sat in the main seat, and the corners of his mouth were about to reach the root of his ears because of his happy mood. Although he was not sitting on a dragon chair made of pure gold at this moment, it was also the seat he wanted to sit on many years ago.

"Dad, the Dog Emperor is dead, when will I officially board the plane?" Obviously, he was very anxious about this matter, and as soon as he became the master of this Xuande Palace, he immediately wanted to be the master of this new north.

Shen Fengyi raised his eyes, and his calm voice did not fluctuate in the slightest, "Don't worry, Bei Anhuang has just died at this moment, the court situation is bound to be disordered, and appeasing the courtiers is the first place." Post an obituary tomorrow and give an explanation to the people first. "At this moment, ascending the throne is secondary, and finding the edict of Bei'anhuang is the most important thing, and it must not be allowed to fall into the hands of others.

When Bei Yiyao heard this, his dark eyes became deeper and deeper, and he only said in a deep voice: "It's just a pity that the old eunuch ran away." "The night was chaotic, and when they remembered this man, the house was already empty, and there was no trace of him.

When Shen Fengyi heard this, he pursed his lips tightly and said nothing. After a long time, a faint pity appeared on his well-defined face, and he said: "If you hadn't killed Bei'anhuang, we wouldn't have to care about the whereabouts of that old thing." ”

Bei Yiyao's gaze turned sharply to his father, and he spit out a few words, "Could it be that my father doesn't want Bei Anhuang to die?" Are you blaming your sons for saying that? ”

Unexpectedly, Xian Fengyi sneered softly, his black eyes met Bei Yiyao's gaze, and he slowly shook his head: "Even if you don't kill him at that time, he can't live." It's just that if we ask where the edict is, wouldn't it be better than scurrying around like a headless fly at this time, wouldn't we? ”

The corners of Shen Fengyi's lips twitched, his son was still too tender, how could such an impatient temper withstand the next wind and waves? What's more, as the king of a country, it is necessary to have the majesty and courage of "Mount Tai is overwhelming and not frightened, invincible and not angry".

Bei Yiyao's eyebrows moved slightly, as if he didn't expect Shen Fengyi to say such a thing. Although he is his father, the relationship has always been obscure, and no one knows about it. And he, as a prince, has long been accustomed to the appearance of others bowing down to him and being respectful to him. At this time, when the person who was a biological father said this, a trace of unhappiness could not help but rise in his heart.

Because this is the case, but he still knows which is more important, so he bites it, gets up and bends down towards the man who is standing tall, "My son is young, and the next thing depends on my father's guidance." ”

Seeing him like this, although he only bowed slightly, the corners of his lips were filled with a shallow smile, and he said: "Although you and I are father and son, our identities are different, don't do this again in the future, so as not to fall into the mouth." ”

After he finished speaking, he arched his hand at Bei Yiyao, leaving a sentence: "Your Highness, go to bed early, there are still many things to do tomorrow, and the minister has taken his leave." With that, he turned around and left the main hall.

The next day, a huge obituary was posted in the most conspicuous place in the city. The bustling people gathered in front of the notice and pointed and pointed, they didn't care how the cause of the death of the former emperor was told in such a long notice, they only cared about who would be the emperor next, and whether they could live a peaceful life like now.

The news also reached Luokou City, where Liang Wen was located, and he tightly pinched the letter with clear ink stains, and punched hard at the wind-eroded city bricks.

He never thought that the one who hid the deepest, and the last one who benefited was actually Bei Yiyao. Although he didn't know about the situation of his sister and Yuan'er, he knew that they must have been imprisoned, otherwise they wouldn't have passed the news for so long.

His gaze looked beyond the towering mountains in the distance and straight to the north, and at this moment he longed to give birth to a pair of wings and return to the new city. (To be continued.) )