Gu Weikong looked at the two people in front of him with cold eyes, and immediately noticed their profound skills. But how could he hold back! Holding the sword in one hand, the blood stains on the blade of the sword slowly flowed, dripping on the white snow, red demon.

The person who came was Chun Yuan Lan Xu and Chun Yuan Lan Mu who came in a hurry.

I wanted to kill the thief with one blow, but when I heard the pleading of the ancient painting fan, I retracted the move in unison.

"Put her down!" Pure Yuan Lan stared at Gu Weikong with dark eyes.

Chunyuan Lan Mu also tightened the hilt of the sword in his hand, ready to attack.

Gu Wei raised a sneer in the air, lightly opened his lips and said softly: "Don't think! ”

In an instant, the undercurrent of murderous aura swirling between the three of them was even worse.

The ancient painting fan said urgently: "Your Royal Highness, I beg you, let my brother go." It's all mine, I'll stay at your disposal, just to spare my brother-"

"Little sister, don't beg them! This palace tortured you like this, even if my brother dies today, he won't let you go! Gu Weikong said coldly, his face was calm, but there was a murderous aura all around him.

The words of the two made Chunyuan Lanxu and Chunyuan Lanmu frown.

Her brother?

The only ones who can be called her brother are the five sons of Qi Guogong, not to mention that they have all traveled far away and are not in the imperial city, and they have all seen those five people, how can they be this stranger in front of them.

"Brother, let me down first." The ancient painting fan whispered.

Gu Weikong frowned, it can be seen that her firm eyes no longer hesitated at the moment, and lowered her body to gently put down the ancient painting fan.

The ancient painting fan staggered, but Gu Weikong grabbed his waist. Hold steady.

"Draw a fan, come here!" Pure Yuan Lan said in a deep voice.

Gu Hua couldn't help shaking his head, and said in a trembling voice: "No." Seven Highnesses, Seven Highnesses—"

There was too much love in those eyes, which made Chun Yuan Lan look stunned for a while.

Chunyuan Lan Mu frowned and looked at the pale face of the ancient painting fan, thinking a lot in his heart, and finally walked towards the two of them with light steps.

Suddenly, a sharp blade shining with cold light pointed firmly at him, but it was Gu Weikong who watched his steps forward with cold eyes. Murderous.

"Brother don't." The ancient painting fan violently grabbed Gu Weikong's sleeve and nervously stopped it.

Gu Weikong is still firmly holding the sword, refusing to relax for half a point. But the arm holding the waist of the ancient painting fan was tightened again.

"Sixth Highness, Seventh Highness, I know that this will make it difficult for you, but I beg you. Let my brother go. He just wanted to come and see me, with no other intentions. I'll stay and accept any punishment, please! The ancient painting fan whispered incoherently and pleaded.

She regretted it, and she shouldn't have agreed to flee with her brother because of a moment of cowardice. What is the Royal Palace? There are so many masters here, how could she be so confused and try to escape? Now he still has to burden his brother.

For now, she just begged the two of them to let go of their brother. It wasn't until she suddenly understood that this era is the era of rights, she lives in the whirlpool of rights, and everyone lives here. In the old time. How could she still try to be lucky, thinking that she would be different?

The snow is getting more and more urgent. The blood-stained snow had been covered with another layer of snow, as if nothing had happened. But the fight that just happened is still really there, and it can never be changed.

Looking at the master of Ouchi who was still alive in the snow, he was no longer breathless at this time. She only felt a chill in her heart, she really didn't want anyone to become a cold corpse, but now because of one of her wrong decisions, so many lives were dead. She really didn't want anyone to die for her anymore, and she didn't want her brother to kill each other with the two of them.

She really can't wait any longer, if she continues like this, she is afraid that more accidents will happen, such as-

"Let's go? Where to go! ”

Suddenly, a thick question came from behind the crowd, and the ancient painting fan stiffened when he heard the sound, biting his thin lips and turning pale.

The originally solid encirclement spread out a road, and all the Ouchi masters knelt down one after another, and said in unison: "See the emperor." ”

Dressed in a bright yellow nine-clawed dragon robe, his calm and wise eyes, although his sideburns have turned white, they still do not damage his majesty at all. This is Emperor Chunyuan.

Seeing this, Chunyuan Lanxu and Chunyuan Lanmu secretly said that it was not good in their hearts, but they could only lean down and kneel down to say goodbye.

For a while, hundreds of people in the huge square faced Emperor Chunyuan who was striding over, and only the ancient painting fan and Gu Weikong were still standing straight.

The ancient painting fan bit his thin lip, stiffly came back to his senses, and slowly looked at Emperor Chunyuan who was striding over.

It was the emperor she had served for three years, the amiable emperor, the emperor who had always understood righteousness.

But tonight, can the emperor, whom she has always respected, let her and her brother go for violating the palace rules?

Gu Weikong looked at Emperor Chunyuan who was striding in stride, and a strange feeling suddenly rose in his heart. frowned tightly, pursed his thin lips, and looked straight at Emperor Chunyuan with his eyes.

"Broke into the palace at night, tried in vain to take the palace maid out of the palace privately, and killed so many of my inner masters. Tell me, should I let him go? Emperor Chunyuan looked at the ancient painting fan, and then at Gu Weikong, who was hostile to him on the side, and said in a deep voice: "Take it!" ”

Suddenly, the three guard commanders who followed beside Emperor Chunyuan drew their scimitars and stabbed at Gu Weikong.

The knife technique was fierce and decisive, extremely sharp, and stabbed straight towards Gu Weikong's waist and abdomen and face. The three of them attacked, and no matter how advanced Gu Weikong's martial arts were, it would be difficult to defeat four hands with one punch after all.

Before he had time to exclaim, Gu Huafan felt that his body was pushed aside by Gu Weikong. One stumbled, but was caught by Chunyuan Lan Mu so that he would not fall in a pool of blood.

Moment. Gu Weikong fought with the two commanders, swords and swords, and they fought with sharp edges.

Looking at this scene, the ancient painting fan struggled hard, but his body was tightly held by Chunyuan Lan Mu, refusing to relax.

"Your Highness the Seven, Your Highness the Seventh Let go of me." The ancient painting fan turned his head to look at Chunyuan Lan Mu and pleaded.

Chunyuan Lan Mu looked at the face of the ancient painting fan, pursed his thin lips, and still refused to let go of his hands.

"Your Majesty, please spare the slave's brother! Please! The ancient painting fan struggled, raising his eyes to look at Emperor Chunyuan, who was watching coldly. Why, she felt that all the people tonight were so strange and ruthless.

"The palace is important, how can others come and leave when they want to! Ancient painting fan, have you forgotten all these palace rules over the years! Emperor Chunyuan said sharply, the blame in his eyes could not be concealed, and it was also mixed with a thick disappointment.

"Nope! The slave maid did not forget jì, the slave maid only begged the emperor to let the slave maid's brother go! The slave is willing to bear the responsibility of a qiē! Please, Your Majesty! The ancient painting fan begged bitterly.

The martial arts of the two commanders are unfathomable, and Gu Weikong's moves have been more and more suppressed, and the ancient painting fan that looks at this scene is really terrifying.

Emperor Chunyuan snorted heavily, and said in a deep voice: "Your account, I will slowly settle it for you!" Now, this person will definitely be severely punished for killing my master. (To be continued.) )