Yun Wan squinted at Yun Chu: "Your people? ”

Yun Chu's face was expressionless: "It's not mine." ”

Xiang Guo belatedly came: "Your Highness, is it your people outside?" ”

Yun Wan was stunned: "Isn't it from Xiangguo?" ”

Xiangguo was puzzled: "How can it be Weichen's person?" ”

So the question is, who is the one out there?

The next second.

The national teacher in an official uniform walked in from outside the hall.

Ling Ran raised her eyebrows and said, "My people." ”

Everyone looked at the national teacher in unison.

Ling Ran walked to Yun Chu's side and looked at Xiang Guo and the eldest princess: "What's the matter, are you afraid?" ”

Yunwan: ......

Sangkook: ......

"In that case, it's up to us to see who is better."

The eldest princess lifted her chin slightly.

Yun Chu turned his head and asked in a low voice, "Is it really your person?" ”

Yun Chu was skeptical.

Ling Ran also replied in a low voice: "Fake." ”

Yun Chu: "......"

How dare you say it?

It's not Xiangguo or Yunwan's people, so whose people are outside?

The situation is getting weirder and weirder.

Outside the hall, there was already the sound of swords and halberds clashing.

It was a surprise for both parties.

Yun Chu held the sword and asked again, "What about the mother emperor?" ”

"Your Majesty is well, it is estimated that it will come soon."

Ling Ran is rarely serious.

Yun Wan had already drawn his sword, and the blade of the sword pointed at Yun Chu's eyebrows.

Her eyebrows were cold and resolute: "You are destined to die tonight." ”

Yun Wan looked disdainful.

Yun Chu, a straw bag, has no learning and no skills, and his martial arts attainments are even more mediocre, and he holds a sword in his hand, which is just an ornament.

Ling Ran jumped in front of Yun Bang with a huff: "Hey, are you dead when I am the national teacher?" ”

"What about the national teacher, after tonight, everything has changed."

Yun Wan didn't take Ling Ran in his eyes either.

The only thing that was a little surprising at Yun Chu was Ling Ran's identity.

knew that her identity was probably not ordinary, but she really didn't guess that Ling Ran would be a national teacher.

But it makes sense to think about it.

Before Yun Chu could say anything, the door of the temple was suddenly split open, and sawdust fell one after another.

In the haze, a person could be seen.

The man was on a horse with a hood on his head, covering his face.

He was dressed in black, with a slender figure, and the hand holding the reins was as white as jade.

Behind him, thousands of troops and horses flowed with blood dripping from the blades.

The cold wind is whining, and the crescent moon is like a hook.

For a moment, everything was silent, only the sound of blood beads dripping from the blade.

Inexplicably, this night is reddish and even colder.

At this moment, a mortally wounded soldier tumbled off the wall and stumbled to his knees at Yunwan's feet.

His face was covered in blood, and his fingers trembled as he grabbed the corner of Yun Wan's clothes.

"Temple...... Your Highness, our people, are ...... All dead. ”

"What?"

Yun Wan's eyes widened in disbelief.

"All dead?"

So many people, tens of thousands of soldiers, just a moment's work......

All dead?

Yun Chu raised his eyes and looked at the door.

The man on horseback is somewhat familiar.

He was murderous, indifferent, ruthless, and strange.

He just stopped outside, neither advancing nor retreating.

The people behind him were waiting for his orders.

It's like the god of death who comes from stepping on the moon, where he passes, not a single grass grows, and blood flows like a river.

Yun Chu withdrew his gaze and looked at Yun Wan.

She stepped forward indifferently and knocked the sword off her hand, the blade resting on her shoulder, clinging to her throat.

"You've lost."

Yun Wan's hand trembled slightly, and he raised his eyes, and a pair of black eyes glared at Yun Chu fiercely.

She gritted her teeth, but finally didn't say anything, and closed her eyes.

"Kill me."