Chapter 787: True Face. 4
It shouldn't be like this, he should be sure.
"If you hear it, go and kill him, or you will be the one who dies."
Qiu Lingyun shouted at those people behind him, this time, those people didn't dare to retreat, indeed, according to what Zhan Yu said, if they didn't kill him, he would kill them too.
So, I had to give it a go.
The shouting of killing resounded throughout the palace in a moment, and the man on the throne finally opened his mouth at this time: "The last thing you should do is to come to the Qingyin Hall and let the blood stain the Qingyin Palace." ”
What is this Qingyin Temple?
The last time Bai Yuan just brought a corpse in, the battle emperor was about to be angry, not to mention that now, Qiu Lingyun actually brought so many people to kill them, and moreover, he was still in this Qingyin Palace, killing people!!
Hearing Zhan Yu say this, Qiu Lingyun unconsciously took a few steps back.
Looking at those who rushed forward, he could only shout with hatred: "Kill him, kill him!" ”
However, what frightened him was that he only saw Zhan Yu gently raise his hand, and the heads of those who rushed in front were cut off in unison, and suddenly, more than a dozen heads rolled down in unison.
Rolling down from the top of the jade steps, there was a bang, one after another, and the sound was extremely strange and resounded throughout the Qingyin Palace.
Qiu Lingyun only felt trembling all over, and the people who rushed up were even more frightened, crying and turning back again.
ran to the door and wanted to run out, but when he saw Qiu Lingyun blocked there, he didn't dare to go out, so he could only squeeze into the corner to the side, looking at Zhan Yu in fear, and some people were sprayed with the blood of their companions just now, and they were erasing it in panic.
Zhan Yu always sat upright on the emperor's throne, and the jade steps a little below the emperor's throne were stained with blood and full of corpses.
The man was like a bloodthirsty Shura, sitting there and sneering: "Why don't Xiangguo come by yourself?" ”
Now no one dares to come up, this time, he seems to be in a panic, looking at Qiu Lingyun, the smile almost spreads from his eyes to his temples.
Qiu Lingyun gasped, and just wanted to speak, but heard a low, hoarse, and long, hoarse laughter in the air, which was very strange, like a magic sound from hell.
Everyone was panicked, and even the eyes of the war emperor on the throne became very gloomy.
The person he was waiting for finally came.
"What a bunch of !! garbage"
The man's hoarse voice accompanied by a deep laugh echoed in the hall, but the man was nowhere to be seen, as if he had been in the air, and had become one with the air.
The man on the throne finally sat up straight.
Looking at the screen in the hall, the dim light of the candlelight swayed gently, hitting the delicate screen, and slowly, behind the white screen, a figure appeared.
It's like it was formed in the air, no one saw how he came to be, and no one saw how he appeared!!
He just appeared there, but it didn't seem abrupt at all.
I only felt that the person behind the screen was slender, his robe was spread out, and his black hair was gently scattered behind him, revealing infinite charm.
He turned around slowly and laughed dumbly: "Ah Yu, are you waiting for this palace?" ”