The thin man who was originally kneeling on the ground and didn't say a word slowly stood up, and several serious-looking men around him immediately stepped forward to help.

The thin white-haired man's tone was vicissitudes, and he said word by word: "To live, to see people, to die, to see corpses." After speaking, he tried to open his eyes, and his eyes were staring at Yun Luan standing on a high place.

Yun Luan didn't dare to look directly at that resolute gaze, turned his head, and sighed: "Lord Dean, the death of my brother is sad for the whole of the Protoss, but people can't be resurrected after death, and I ask Lord Dean to mourn." Yun Luan leaned on the throne, holding his forehead with one hand, rubbing his temples, looking very tired.

Dean Ji immediately snorted coldly: "Could it be that Emperor Yunluan can't hand over people!"

Yun Luan slapped the armrest of the throne suddenly, and let out a muffled sound: "Lin Zhiyuan, I respect you as an old man in the court, my brother's teacher, and I also call you a reprimand, but don't forget your current identity."

Yun Luan's words were a lot tougher, with a somewhat threatening tone, but on the outside, she still looked soft and weak, which made people can't believe that such a sweet and weak girl would be angry.

Lin Zhiyuan stroked his beard without being humble or arrogant, and leaned sideways: "Yes, I am already a grass citizen now, and I just want to seek justice for Yunhe Shenjun by committing such a crime."

As soon as Yun Luan heard the word Yun He, his face immediately turned pale, and the whole person was immersed in a sad environment, and his voice seemed very weak: "Lord Dean, the tablet of the Cloud Crane Divine Monarch has entered the temple, and the Cloud Crane Divine Monarch will always be the bright star of our clan, and the Dean will mourn on his day?" ”

Lin Zhiyuan pointed to the sky with one hand, his expression sad: "Yunhe Divine Monarch is still so young, Emperor Ji, as his biological sister, how can you do it!"

Yun Luanping retreated from everyone and motioned to Lin Zhiyuan, and Lin Zhiyuan simply let the people around him retreat first.

Yun Luan stood up from the throne and pressed towards Lin Zhiyuan step by step, she finally tore off her weak disguise, revealing a pair of sharp and vicious eyes, and said in an arrogant tone: "I sent troops to hunt you down, but I didn't expect that I still survived."

Lin Zhiyuan was stunned, remembering that he had indeed been assassinated, but he was rescued.

Yun Luan leaned sideways condescendingly, glanced at him obliquely, and evoked a sneer, Lin Zhiyuan couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

Yun Luan walked to Lin Zhiyuan's side, and Yun Luan's gorgeous and cumbersome clothes formed a stark contrast with Lin Zhiyuan's simple clothes.

Yun Luan's extremely sweet and seductive voice sounded in Lin Zhiyuan's ears: "I'll tell you a secret!"

Lin Zhiyuan was terrified, for this woman, the only word that Lin Zhiyuan could think of to describe her now was: demon.

Seeing that Lin Zhiyuan didn't react, Yun Luan sneered again, and his viper-like eyes swept over Lin Zhiyuan. Lin Zhiyuan trembled uncontrollably.

Yun Luan was close to Lin Zhiyuan's ear: "Actually, Yun He didn't die at all."

The voice was soft, like a gust of wind blowing through his ears, making Lin Zhiyuan's ears itch.

Yun Luan walked to the other side of the hall, which was filled with all kinds of swords, each of which was a priceless treasure of age.

Yun Luan picked and chosen, and finally pulled a black and white sword out of its scabbard, the blade was sharp and flashed with cold light. Yun Luan approached Lin Zhiyuan with the sword in her hand with a cruel smile, and the last thing she said to him was: "It's a pity that you won't see him again."

As he spoke, the sword that flashed with cold light had pierced into Lin Zhiyuan's chest. Lin Zhiyuan looked down in disbelief and saw that the blood in his body was gushing out in large flowers, like plum blossoms blooming most warmly in the cold winter.

Lin Zhiyuan looked at Yun Luan with wide eyes, and Yun Luan's face was splashed with bloodstains, which was bewitching and moving. Her hand was still gripping the hilt of her sword. Suddenly, a sad smile appeared on Yun Luan's face, "Huh" Yun Luan pulled the sword out of his chest, and large pieces of blood sprayed onto Yun Luan's noble and elegant dark blue court clothes, red and blue connected, adding a bit of enchantment.

Lin Zhiyuan fell straight down, his eyes widened, one hand pointed at Yunluan unwillingly, and with the last breath of strength, he spit out two words from his mouth: "Yunhe."

His gaze left Yun Luan's body, and he looked into the distance, the blue sky, the turquoise lake. In his world, he was completely integrated, and he could no longer see anything.

Yun Luan threw the blood-stained sword condescendingly to Lin Zhiyuan's side. Then she sat down on the ground softly, and her weak appearance made everyone feel distressed when she saw it, and she shouted, "Come on, the dean has committed suicide."

When a large number of Praetorian Guards arrived, they saw only a weak girl sitting in a pool of blood, covered in blood.

Tears flowed from his eyes. Whoever sees it is pitiful.

The Praetorian Guards and the chamberlains hurriedly rushed to Yun Luan's side and helped her up, Yun Luan said with teary eyes: "You guys quickly save the dean, if he dies, my brother will definitely blame me in heaven."

At this time, people noticed that there was still a person lying on the ground.

The Praetorian Guards put two fingers on Lin Zhiyuan's neck, and quickly shook their heads: "The king mourns, there is no breathing anymore."

Yun Luan was suddenly a little unstable and almost fainted, but fortunately, the chamberlain was beside her to help her, so that she would not really fall.

The attendants comforted: "Your Majesty, let's go back and change our clothes."

Yun Luan nodded weakly, and instructed the Praetorian Guard: "You must bury Lord Dean well."

Since then, Yunluan has gained a reputation for being lenient to others, and a commoner has committed suicide in front of the emperor, but the benevolent monarch has to order a thick burial.

Yun Luan returned to his dormitory, took a shower and changed into letters, and immediately called the secret guards left by Qin Yishuang to him, and issued his own order: "All the people in the courtyard are eliminated, and no one is left."

After receiving the order, the leader saluted respectfully and disappeared.

Yun Luan looked at the place where the soldiers had left, slightly stunned.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty?" A maid called softly.

Yun Luan turned his head and smiled softly at her, and the maid put the cloak in her hand on Yun Luan's body: "Your Excellency must be down today, you are a noble monarch but you have repeatedly tolerated those who do not respect you, you are too kind." The little maid wanted to say something, but suddenly stopped.

Yun Luan looked at her with some doubts, nodded slightly, and motioned for her to continue.

The little maid said with some uneasiness: "Your Majesty, you are so kind, you will be bullied"

Yun Luan just smiled softly, and his eyes turned into the distance again.

"I don't know if my brother will forgive me." Yun Luan muttered to himself.

"Your Majesty, what are you talking about, it's not your fault, he's committing suicide." The maid hurriedly interrupted Yun Luan's words.

Yun Luan frowned slightly, and the corners of his mouth hooked a beautiful arc: "Yes, he committed suicide."

In fact, even if you only look at the wound, it is easy to see that Lin Zhiyuan is not a suicide at all. But when she said yes, everyone thought that he had committed suicide, and that there was no need for an examination.

"Alright, you go down first, I'll be alone for a while." Yun Luan looked at the fallen leaves flying in the sky, and his tone was indescribably desolate.

The maid sighed, since the death of Yunhe Shenjun, Yunluan Shenjun always likes to be alone by the door, she didn't say anything, and left after the blessing god saluted.

"How?" After the maid left, a black shadow flashed by the door, and Yun Luan asked eagerly.

"Go back to the king, kill them all." The man in black spoke in a flat tone, and he couldn't hear joy, anger and sorrow.

Yun Luan nodded reassuringly: "Yes, although they are just some unarmed people in the court, but their existence requires me to waste a lot of tongues, it is better to kill them all, it is more convenient." Yun Luan didn't know if he was talking to the man in black, or talking to himself.

She raised her head and glanced at the man in black and asked, "How is General Qin's side?"

The man in black bowed and replied: "The king is angry, the general has been tricked and besieged in the water, but the king can rest assured, General Qin has a great advantage in numbers, and he will soon be able to break through the city of water."

"General, don't forget the real purpose of this expedition." Yun Luan's tone was cold, like ice in winter.

The man in black was stunned for a moment, and then half knelt down: "Your Excellency, according to the general's words, they did not encounter the Royal Army of the Yu Clan, but faced our old opponent Left Wing Army."

Yun Luan asked impatiently, "What about my brother?"

"Didn't find it." The man in black's voice grew quieter and quieter, and he sensed that the woman opposite him was already angry.

Yun Luan didn't have a seizure, and waved his hand to signal the man in black to go down.

The man in black immediately jumped onto the eaves and finally disappeared into the sky.

Yun Luan sneered: "It's really a complete waste."

"What, what, let me go back to Yudu?" Feather's eyes widened in surprise.

"Yes, the general can go back." The herald replied happily.

Yu was stunned to look at the snacks in his whole room and the many old wines in the cupboard, his eyes were full of reluctance, and he hugged the good wine in the cupboard with both hands: "Can I not go back?"

The herald looked at Yu in embarrassment: "This ...... I'm afraid not, this is an order from His Majesty the Emperor Yu personally. ”

Yu muttered dissatisfiedly: "Why do you suddenly let me go back, I haven't stayed enough of this paradise of the Right Wing Army!"

The southeast border is far away from Yu, the so-called Tiangao Emperor is far away, coupled with the neighboring human race on the southeast border, the rich flowing oil, Yu Jingzhen experienced the happiness of corrupt officials here.

Look, the fact that he has gained weight is the best evidence.

Yu was stunned to leave this paradise suddenly, and he was very reluctant for a while.

The herald was very eager: "General, let's go, we must hurry up and rush back to Yudu, now Yudu is facing the weakest time for the defenders."

Yu was stunned and asked, "What's going on?"

The herald looked at him in confusion, as if he were looking at a fool who didn't know that everyone had two eyes and a mouth.

"General, the 400,000 army of the Protoss is attacking the city of water. The royal army and the protector army of Yudu were all transferred to the water. The herald became more and more anxious: "General, I will tell you carefully on the way, the carriage has been prepared for you, and please come with the general."

Yu swept over the jars of good wine and muttered, "This is good wine, it can't be wasted." As he spoke, he had already picked out two bottles of the most valuable ones in his hand and held them in his arms.

Feather said to the herald, "Let's go, let's go."

The herald nodded, and the two walked to the carriage, Yu looked back at the tall and majestic southeast garrison building, and for some reason, what appeared in his eyes was the scene of Bai Yuezhou saying goodbye to himself.

The herald urged, "General, please get in the car." Only then did Yu turn around, nod carelessly, and sit in the carriage.