The next night, at the beginning of the hour.

The rain curtain has spread all over Jicheng, the rolling dark clouds seem to be as heavy as a thousand pounds, the backlog is extremely low, and a trace of electricity can be seen faintly looming among the clouds, it is still the dazzling purple, the strongest energy between heaven and earth, it is still a dull darkness, and it is still a sad night.

Fighting the stars, in the blink of an eye is a day and night, the former flowery Feixue Pavilion has been completely extinguished and under the raging tongue of fire, above the dark ruins, there is still a trace of fine green smoke, a strong burning smell after the burning, has not dispersed for a long time, when people open their eyes again, walk through this familiar street, but are shocked to find that the former gold kiln has turned into a floating cloud.

The whole Yan Kyoto was deeply shocked, who dared to attack Concubine Xue, for decades Fei Xue Pavilion stood tall with Yan Kingdom, Yan royal family and magnates were not no one who had the idea of Fei Xue Pavilion, but the final result was just a dismal ending, and gradually Fei Xue Pavilion quietly marked a taboo expression of modesty in the gorgeous appearance.

Last night, when a fire broke out in Feixue Pavilion, the city defense army was actually aware of it. But when the order arrived, it stopped the army's firefighting plan, and this order came from Yan Chunjun's mansion!

Soon there were rumors in the market that it was because this Yan Chunjun was insulted in the Feixue Pavilion, so he burned the Feixue Pavilion in a fit of anger. For a while, this added another stroke to Yan Chunjun's bad past, from officials to Li Min, and the evaluation of this monarch instantly dropped to the freezing point.

However, the most strange thing is that as the main characters who humiliated Yan Chunjun that night, Gao Yuanli and Snow Girl disappeared mysteriously, which had to bring infinite reverie to the subjects of Yan State.

At this moment, there is not much time left for Yan Chunjun to leave to Yan Hong, and as a key person, he is sitting in Yan Guo's [Taifu Mansion] drinking tea at the moment.

"Master Taifu, what are you thinking?" Yan Hong looked at the white-haired old man in front of him, and said gently.

"Your Highness, since the old man is a courtier, the king's order must be obeyed, but the old man has a sentence that I don't know whether to say or not!" The faint old lady's words were a little anxious.

"Master Taifu, please speak up, Yan Hong listens."

"Since Gao Yanli is an old friend of His Royal Highness, it doesn't hurt for the old man to come to the rescue, but His Highness went to rescue the Snow Maiden so alone, is there something wrong?" Although this is not said, the attitude has already made it clear that Yan Hong only needs to rescue the Snow Girl tonight, and Su Bei, as a veteran of the Three Dynasties, can still do it if he wants to.

"Please rest assured, although Yan Hong is young and knowledgeable, he also knows the importance and knows right from wrong, as long as the people of Taifu Mansion rescue Gao Yuanli, and make peace with me, then tonight will definitely be safe."

"In this case, the old man will let Yan'er [Taifu eldest grandson], go." Between the words, the eyes of this old man in his twilight years were glowing with wisdom, and Jiang was still old and spicy.

"Thank you, Mrs. Vogue!"

The last move of the night has been made, and it depends on the end of tonight!

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Yanchun Jun's Mansion.

Tonight, Yan Chunjun's mansion seems to have lost the splendor of the past, but there is a bit of a rumor, in the concubine snow pavilion that day, Yan Hong's powerful hundred-step flying sword has deeply shocked the confidence of these guards, and their psychology has fallen into a nightmare, leaving an indelible shadow.

Outside the door, there was still the slender black clothes, Longquan had been unsheathed, and the slight sword light was particularly eye-catching in this dark night.

――Qiang――

A huge chain flashed, and the heavy door panel was torn apart like cutting tofu, and all the pieces did not spread out according to the routine, but shot straight into Yan Chunjun's mansion like sharp arrows, and nine people were already killed in one blow!

"Ahh

――Puffs――

The sound of the sharp blade entering the flesh, tightly relying on the fragments, killed nine people, and the heart was hit hard again, and the people who survived had already gone to three points in terms of combat power, this is the momentum!

-- Kill --

A slaughter has begun!

………………

Inside the house, the layers of candle flames are extremely beautiful, and in the center of this candle flame, a gorgeous figure is dancing rapidly, and the dance posture is no longer described in superfluous words, this is the snow girl's stunt [Ling Bo Feiyan]!

Yan Chunjun, who was the first to say the court clothes, looked extremely solemn, but the ** in his eyes was obvious, Yan Chunjun looked at the eaves from the corner of his eyes, he knew that the demon spirit was on the eaves at the moment, and he could give Yan Hong a fatal sneak attack at any time!

So although the blood outside the house was splashed everywhere, and the corpses were all over the field, Yan Chunjun was still fully engaged in appreciating the dance, the eighteen demon servants were in the middle of Wufeng, and the demon spirit was in the late stage of Wufeng, although Yan Chunjun did not understand martial arts, but he also understood the realm of martial arts in the world, in his opinion, Yan Hong would definitely die tonight.

The death of his subordinates can be found for another fee, as long as his life is still there, just like the previous seven assassinations he encountered, isn't it all like this, I believe that this time, the demon spirit will not miss the appointment.

The dance seems to have entered a climax, the soft water sleeves are flying back and forth in the flickering candle flame, and the delicate face of the Snow Girl looms under the deliberate cover of the water sleeves, which can be said to be about wanting to talk about it, which is extremely tempting.

――Stinging――

Suddenly, there seemed to be some strange noise in the air, the Hu Xuan dance steps had been rotated to the limit, and through the candlelight, it seemed that there were beads of sweat on the face of the Snow Maiden, and the violent shaking of the candle flame seemed to be extinguished at any time!

――Qiang――

Sharp sword qi echoed in the wide courtyard, the wheel battle seemed to have lost its meaning, sending them to death is the perfect interpretation of these people, whether it is a swordsman among the doormen, or a soldier from Yanchun Jun's Mansion, everyone will turn into a cold corpse in the next second when they encounter the hard sword light, this is the gap between Yunni.

The swordsman of the Tianyuan realm, for the swordsman at the peak of the Wufeng realm, this battle is useless even if it comes to many people, a bloodthirsty smile gradually appeared on the corner of his mouth, the long-lost slaughter completely stimulated Yan Hong's fierce nature, the slaughter that kills non-stop, vents the grief and anger in his heart, and vents the hatred in his heart!

-- Hoohoo -- ――Puffs――

In the next second, all the candles in the house were extinguished, and the snow girl smiled, laughing so coldly, and then what could be seen was the blood flower in Yan Chunjun's throat, the god of death had taken away his life, leaving only an incredible look, and the demon spirit did not come!

Lingbo Feiyan once again showed its charm, once again fulfilled her promise, Lingbo Feiyan will see blood!