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Nangong Qianyue returned to the main seat of the Eight Immortals Table, his expression was indifferent and he couldn't see the slightest fluctuation, as if it was just a trivial matter to cut off the head of Yan Puzhe after Tianshui County had just finished guarding it.

The others were also calm and abnormal, and their faces were slightly pale when they heard the master's face.

After Nangong Qianyue sat down, he took a sip of wine, turned his head to look at Xuanyuan Chen, and asked, "King Beiliang, do you think Wanyan Puzhe should be killed?"

Xuanyuan Chen's eyes were deep, the cold in his heart rose, but his face could still remain calm, and said: "I don't know whether to kill or not, but since the general has killed him, there is naturally a reason to kill."

Nangong Qianyue put down the wine glass, and said expressionlessly: "Wanyan Puzhe is not a Han person, the so-called non-my race, his heart must be different, he colluded with Dajin and committed my Han, this crime is enough to cut off his head."

Xuanyuan Chen frowned and asked, "Does the general have any evidence?"

Nangong Qianyue smiled and said nothing, but Wen Shidao on the side was awe-inspiring in his heart, Wanyan Puzhe and Borjue Luo had a grudge against the clan, how could they collude with Dajin, what Nangong Qianyue said was simply a crime that he wanted to add.

If it is a crime that wants to be added, why did Nangong Qianyue kill Yan Puzhe, one of the two is in the capital all the year round, and the other is in Tianshui County, thousands of miles away.

Wen Shidao really couldn't figure it out, and couldn't help but look at the other people at the table, and when he swept over the face of one of them, his heart suddenly startled, and the fat on his face trembled involuntarily.

He noticed that the man wearing the uniform of the Pengcheng defenders looked very unfamiliar, but he could accompany him here, and his military rank should not be low, at least he should be a lieutenant.

Although Wen Shidao didn't care much about Pengcheng's military affairs, he didn't even know a few important generals in the city, he felt strange, which could only mean that the person was not the general of Pengcheng's defenders.

Someone in disguise!

Wen Shidao's heart was already rolling like a wave, but he didn't dare to make any noise, he just lowered his head deeply, pretending not to know, hoping that tonight's disaster would not involve him.

Nangong Qianyue put the performance of Wen Shidao, and the corners of his mouth were slightly sarcastic, but when he turned his gaze back to Xuanyuan Chen, there was a hidden sigh in his eyes, and his tone was a little more sad, and he said: "King Beiliang, I don't have any evidence of Yan Puzhe's collusion with Dajin, it's just that ......" paused, and his face suddenly sank: "To kill Yan Puzhe, the statement of collusion with Dajin is far from enough."

Xuanyuan Chen's eyes drooped, his mind flickered, and he said after a while: "Could it be that Yan Puzhe has other sins after speaking?"

Nangong Qianyue's voice trembled slightly, and he suddenly said excitedly: "That's right, of course he has other crimes, and it is a capital crime, otherwise how dare the old man kill him?"

Xuanyuan Chen's eyes froze, his voice also trembled, and he asked, "What is the sin?"

Nangong Qianyue's expression was hesitant and struggling, but he was finally replaced by firmness, his eyes stared at Xuanyuan Chen, and he said word by word: "The crime of murder, the crime of killing the Han royal family, should he die?"

At this moment, Xuanyuan Chen felt a flash of white light on his side, and his heart was alert and flipped out. Although he dodged quickly, the knife was still too sudden.

The sound of swords clashing exploded in the air!

Blood splattered!

Xuanyuan Chen's left arm was slashed, but he didn't have time to look at it, he kicked over the chair, pulled out the knife with his backhand, and held it across his chest, and when he saw the person who cut him, his eyes were full of desolation.

The person who slashed at Xuanyuan Chen was actually Shangguan Liuyun!

After Xuanyuan Chen was injured, he was not much frightened, but more sad.

In the battle of Beiliang City, Shangguan Liuyun and Xuanyuan Chen fought bloodily, and the two established a friendship from life and death, which is precious, but they didn't expect that in just a few days, the person who was besieged in Beiliang City, never flinched, and had the courage and loyalty to show the sun and the moon, actually chose to betray and stabbed Xuanyuan Chen!

Blood "dropped" down the blade and fell to the ground with a very slight sound. Shangguan Liuyun held the knife in his hand, and his knuckles were white and bloodless, but although he hesitated in his eyes, the killing intent was even stronger, and it looked like he was going to take out a knife.

And Leng Junao stood beside Xuanyuan Chen, in front of him were the two generals of the Longwu Army and the Pengcheng Defenders, both of whom were holding steel knives, and they were attacking at the same time as Shangguan Liuyun just now, Leng Junao reacted quickly, and made a double sword move, blocking the other party's joint attack for Xuanyuan Chen.

There was silence in the hall for a moment, and Nangong Qianyue, the only one who was still sitting on the table of the Eight Immortals, suddenly said loudly: "King Beiliang, the matter has come to this, what's the point of resisting?"

Xuanyuan Chen looked at Nangong Qianyue, sneered again and again, and his heart sank completely, he knew that there was no good banquet, but he never imagined that it would be a killing banquet.

From all indications, Nangong Qianyue will deal with Xuanyuan Chen, but Xuanyuan Chen is the Han royal family, the hereditary king of Beiliang, even if he is just a puppet prince, he can never be wiped out at will.

The Han Empire had at least twenty vassal kings in various places, more than half of whom held real power, and once the imperial court killed the king of Beiliang for no reason, it would inevitably cause the vassal kings to shake, and it was likely to be an irreparable disaster for the Han Empire.

Of course, Nangong Qianyue didn't want this to happen, so if he wanted to kill Xuanyuan Chen, he had to kill Yan Puzhe first, and he wanted to blame the dead man Wanyan Puzhe for the murder.

And the life of a county guard, to exchange the life of a puppet prince, I believe that it can be recognized by the vassal kings.

Xuanyuan Chen gradually understood in his heart, although there were still many incomprehensible places, but it didn't mean much to him, a dying man, but he still couldn't help but ask: "Why?" ”

Why do you want to kill him, can't the emperor of the Han Dynasty tolerate him, a little vassal king?

Nangong Qianyue sighed lightly, and said with a hint of regret in his expression: "The battle of Beiliang City, 10,000 against 50,000, as a result, more than half of the enemy was killed, and when the northern border army was destroyed, a miraculous victory was achieved. ”

Xuanyuan Chen laughed at himself: "Because of the great victory in the Battle of Beiliang City, are you afraid of me?" ”

Nangong Qianyue shook his head and said: "This is just one of them, the key is that you lead 100,000 people in Beiliang to relocate, and when the old man wants to punish Wen Shidao, repay his grievances with virtue and speak out to protect them." ”

As soon as these words came out, the meaning was obviously clear, but the main reason for killing Xuanyuan Chen was because he was suspected of buying people's hearts.

And the desire of the people can only be the son of the Han Dynasty, and no one else can replace it!

Nangong Qianyue sighed lightly and said, "Your royal affairs, hey..." He changed his words, and said: "King Beiliang, you can go with peace of mind, your family and the court will definitely be greatly compensated, and there are thousands of people to bury you, you should also be satisfied." ”

Xuanyuan Chen questioned in a low voice: "Thousands of people are buried together, where are the thousands of people from?" His eyes suddenly sharpened, and he glared angrily: "Nangong Qianyue, do you still want to kill the more than 2,000 remnants of the Northern Liang Army?" ”

Nangong Qianyue waved his hand, and said with an extremely solemn expression: "King Beiliang, the old man is not a wolf-hearted dog, how can he hurt those meritorious soldiers who shed blood and sacrificed for the Han Dynasty!" ”

Xuanyuan Chen chased after him and asked, "Then where did your so-called thousands of people come from?" ”