The much-anticipated enthronement ceremony has finally begun.

In the opinion of the Blood Rakshasas, this enthronement ceremony is extremely cumbersome, and it is really a waste of time and body.

The empress first sat in the dragon chariot and marched all the way from the main street of the capital until she was carried to the rooftop in the suburbs. Then, on the rooftop, a ceremony is held to worship the heavens. After that, he returned to the palace and received the bowing of the civil and military officials.

During the procession, the messengers did not have to go with them. Behind Feng Linglong, there were only civil and military officials.

Soldiers lined up on both sides of the road, blocking the people who came to see the bustle.

And Feng Ling, sitting in the chariot, showed a smile of great grace, and frequently waved her hands to the people on both sides.

Next to the dragon chariot, there is a national teacher riding a horse. This festival needs to be presided over by the national teacher, so he must go with him.

At this time, Ning Han was riding on a horse, and it seemed that he was not squinting, but he was actually listening to all directions.

The parade is the most trouble-prone moment, and for the safety of the empress, he must always be cautious.

Halfway through the procession, there was nothing wrong along the way, which made most of the guards gradually feel at ease, and their minds began to be paralyzed.

And at this moment, suddenly a sound of breaking the sky came, and I saw an arrow shining with cold light shooting towards the phoenix feather on the dragon chariot!

"The rebellious minister and thief Feng Ling usurped the throne and plotted to kill the emperor! Everybody gets it! As soon as the arrow was fired, someone in the crowd shouted, and out of nowhere, a large number of masked people appeared and rushed towards the procession, jumping over the guards on the side of the road.

Seeing that the arrow was about to hit Feng Ling's temple, Feng Ling on the dragon chariot raised his hand casually, stretched out two fingers and caught the arrow.

"Over there." Feng Ling on the dragon chariot gave a look to the national teacher beside him, and the national teacher immediately flew out and rushed into the crowd.

The masked men rushed into the procession and shouted and killed when they saw people. However, before they could disrupt the pace of the procession, a large number of forbidden troops rushed out from both sides of the road and fought with the masked men.

And in terms of numbers, the Praetorian Army far outnumbered the masked men.

"What's going on? Didn't the forbidden army obviously transfer to the rooftop to garrison? How did it end up here? "Some of the masked men panicked.

When the people on the side of the road saw this battle, they were already frightened and ran away, which gave the army more room to maneuver, and there was no need to protect those people. Soon, all the masked men were taken down, except for those who died in the fight.

And the national teacher also flew back from the crowd, still carrying a person in his hand.

The man looked at Feng Ling, who was still playing with the arrow on the dragon chariot, and was so shocked that he could hardly speak, "This ...... How could it be ......"

Although Feng Ling has two strokes, he is not a top master, and the Feng family's kung fu is still based on light skills. This empty-handed flying arrow, Feng Ling should never be able to do it!

"Poison on the arrow, interrogate it well." Feng Ling on the dragon chariot said to the national teacher without raising his head.

"It's too late." The man on the other side of the dragon chariot suddenly said, "You must arrive at the rooftop at the auspicious time to worship the people." ”

And all the people looked at the man who spoke. only to find out that this inconspicuous attendant who had been following Long Yuan had a very familiar face.

If he wasn't wearing a man's clothes, if he didn't have a messy beard on his face, he would still look a little similar to Feng Ling.

Wait a minute...... This is, Empress Fengling?

Who is this identical Feng Ling in the carriage?