King Nan galloped on his horse, and Qin Miansi, the head of the Imperial Forest, galloped out from the side road and walked side by side with King Nan.

"Manager Qin, what's wrong?" King Nan lazily spoke.

"It's all settled. The Assassins who were full of flowers had also poured out of the nest, and most of the cities south of Fengzhao had fallen. Qin Miansi replied sincerely.

King Nan hooked the corners of his mouth and said with a smile: "Thank you Manager Qin." ”

Qin Miansi's face narrowed, and said: "Qiong Zhaoyi has the grace of saving his life in the ministers, and the king of the south has the grace of reinventing the ministers. ”

"Stop calling her Qiong Zhaoyi." Nanwang narrowed his eyes, "She doesn't want to." ”

"Yes." After Qin Miansi said this, he turned the horse's head with a loud sigh and galloped away in the other direction. He wants to go outside the palace and arrest all the important ministers above the third rank and take them to the prison.

King Nan rode his horse to the Sun and Moon Palace, and sure enough, he saw the yellow clothes on the top of the hall standing there, with a cold face and a cold face, the same demeanor as in the past.

Ten years ago, he also rode a horse to fight on this palace road and won the throne for him.

Ten years later, he still rode his horse and fought on this palace road to seize his throne.

The surrounding soldiers shouted and rushed up to surround Nanwang, he looked around with contempt, raised his hand, and rushed out a group of Yaoyue soldiers behind him, fighting with the group of Tianzhuo soldiers. King Nan raised his head, his eyes burning, and looked directly at Yi Lunhuan.

Yi Lunhuan also stared straight at King Nan, his eyes cold.

"Come on." He lip-synced him.

Yi Lunhuan pulled out a purple-gold long whip from behind him and jumped towards the main hall. King Nan also jumped up and went straight to the Sun and Moon Palace, his long sword like a gusting wind, whistling and stabbing towards Yi Lunhuan.

Yi Lunhuan shook the long whip in his hand, and the swift whip was like a monstrous white wave without a trace, rolling up the wind and roaring like a beast. He responds to the sword with a whip and overcomes the strong with softness. Between heaven and earth, suddenly black clouds rolled, dripping with heavy rain like a waterfall pouring like a hole in the sky, a blue and a yellow elegant posture entangled together, the long wind did not see the shadow, the sun and the moon did not see the sky.

Blood and rain were mixed together, and after a few rounds, Nanwang took a few steps back with his long sword in a whirlwind, and sneered: "I see that you are weak on weekdays, so your kung fu is so good?" ”

"How much more do you have to hide from me?" Nanwang's tone was raised, with a bit of cool sarcasm.

"I don't recognize you." Yi Lunhuan restrained his expression and looked at King Nan coldly.

"You are full of lies, and this king will not believe you in whatever you say." Nanwang lifted his sword, wiped the blood on the blade with his elbow, and licked the blood from the corner of his mouth a little wickedly.

"Please." Yi Lunhuan's long and narrow phoenix eyes had a turbulent undercurrent, making people unable to figure out his emotions.

The king of the south rushed over like a violent lion in an instant, the blue silver light flashed like a cold moon, and every move was not as restrained as just now, but with all his strength—he moved with murderous intent.

Although Yi Lunhuan had solid martial arts, his physical strength was not good, and he was finally down, and was forced to a corner by the King of the South, and the cold sword was mercilessly put on his neck, Yi Lunhuan just took a deep breath, and there was no trace of panic on his indifferent face.

This made Nanwang very dissatisfied.

"Yi Lunhuan, don't pretend to be a righteous gentleman for this king anymore. This king has waited for so many years, and finally waited for the day of revenge. King Nan smiled coldly, the sharp sword was a little closer to Yi Lunhuan's neck, and the white and even pale skin was scratched with a bright red blood mark.

"This king wants to level your Qiankun Palace, your Fengzhao, and your entire Tianzhuo." King Nan stared at the expressionless Yi Lunhuan viciously, and the anger of hatred burned him layer by layer.

"What are you hating about me?" Yi Lunhuan opened his mouth gently, looking at the eyes of the king of the south, there seemed to be an autumn sky clearing, and the clouds were broken for thousands of miles.

Nanwang was stunned for a moment, his face as warm as jade was like the moon in a mountain stream, faint and hazy, drenched.

The sound of rain outside the hall was like a waterfall, covering all the light sounds in the house.

"The pavilion is still alive." Nanwang's voice was affirmative, with a kind of ruthlessness.

There was a flash of yin owl in the narrow phoenix eyes, and Yi Lunhuan sneered disdainfully: "Who told you that?" Huang Lingfeng? ”

As if his humiliation had been violently lifted, Nanwang's pupils suddenly contracted. He was furious and increased the force in his hand and said, "Is she still alive!" ”

Yi Lunwan raised his head, squinted at King Nan playfully, and said in a cold voice: "She is still alive." ”

"I tell you where she is, and you let me go." Yi Lun turned his head sideways, keeping his neck a little further away from the blade of the sword.

"You despicable and shameless man." King Nan gritted his teeth and said viciously, "Where did you lock her up?" Did you torture her? ”

Yi Lunhuan smiled lightly, raised his hand to grasp the blade around his neck and moved it away, and then slowly moved towards the wall with a mechanism on one side. King Nan followed him closely, and the anger in his eyes seemed to burn Yi Lunhuan to the ground.

"She's my queen." Yi Lun Huan cool opening.

Nanwang shook his head in an instant, Yi Lunhuan took advantage of this opportunity to push Nanwang away and pull the mechanism behind him, and the wall instantly opened a one-person-wide gap. Yi Lunhuan dodged in, and the door quickly closed again.

Yi Lunhuan followed the secret passage to Zhankong Mountain behind the palace, ready to pick up Chu Changting, but found that Chu Changting was not in Zhankong Courtyard, and Yi Nian was nowhere to be found. Only Yi Pan was quietly practicing his words. He knew that he couldn't wait any longer, and he also knew that Shen Liangchen would not hurt Chu Changting, so he left a letter and took the prince all the way out of the city along the secret passage, and met with the Praetorian Guards who had already been arranged outside the city.

At that time, Chu Changting was still asleep in the grass in the clear valley, and the rain slapped coldly on her face, making her wake up with a spirit, and she was still dizzy where her head was hit, rubbing her eyes, and seeing a large and small figure with an umbrella walking towards her not far away. Chu Changting recognized that it was Chu Nanpu and Yi Nian, and hurriedly exhaled twice, and the two ran to help her up from the ground, Chu Nanpu put on an umbrella for her distressedly, and asked, "Why is the queen sleeping here, are you okay?" ”

Yi Nian also choked up and said: "Erchen and Ninth Brother have been looking for their mother for a long time before they find their mother, and they are really anxious to kill Erchen." ”

Chu Changting wiped away the tears on Yi Nian's face in distress, picked her up, and then the three of them slowly returned to Zhankong Courtyard.

It's just that they didn't know at this time that King Nan was rushing to Zhankong Courtyard with people at this time.