"Escort!" The waiter's shrill voice rang out.

The servant maid shouted in panic and pushed into a ball.

The Liang King's guards rushed in from outside the palace.

The messengers retreated in a hurry, and the food table was overturned, and the place was in shambles.

What happened? Some people are still at a loss.

Soon they heard Wu Zijing's roar: "Zhuzier dare—"

He was greeted by the sound of the blade pulling out of his body and blood splattering.

The messengers finally saw it. After eating the table, Wu Zijing was stabbed in the chest and staggered and fell, and the guard of the Xu family was holding a short knife in his hand, which was dripping with blood.

Knife? Where did the knife come from?

The familiar style reminded them of something, and they all turned their heads to look at the place where Xu Yin threw the knife.

Sure enough, it's gone!

What happened just now flashed in everyone's minds one by one, and finally came together.

I see! And so it was!

This Miss Xu San is not here to surrender to Cheng at all, but to assassinate. To enter the palace to go to the banquet, you must untie the sword, they have no weapons in their hands, it just so happened that Wu Zijing wanted to give everyone a horse, and pushed Wen Yi out, so she deliberately stepped forward and took the knife.

The knife was thrown and slid behind the seat. She held the marriage book, which attracted everyone's attention, and the guard took the opportunity to put it in her sleeve, and went to Wu Zijing's side with a gift.

Wu Zijing's eyes widened angrily, and he stared at the young man and girl in front of him.

Yan Ling's knife was extremely ruthless, the wound penetrated deep into the heart and lungs, and blood continued to gush out.

At this time, he still refused to accept his fate, and stumbled to dodge when Yan Ling raised his knife to stab.

"Escort! Escort! The waiter was still shouting.

The messengers huddled together, a few with panicked faces, and more silently shouted in their hearts.

Hurry up and mend the knife! Come on!

Wu Zijing is dead, this matter is over, and if they don't die, they will only be more miserable......

King Liang's guards pressed forward.

Xu Yin raised his foot and kicked at the food table.

This food table is extremely heavy, and it didn't turn over after this kick, and moved forward, and it didn't stop after hitting several people in a row.

The delay was enough, Yan Ling turned around and grabbed the inkstone and threw it out. The heavy inkstone smashed on Wu Zijing's head with ink, and he snorted and paused.

Yan Ling's figure flashed, and the short knife fell on his neck and slashed lightly.

"Poof!" Blood splattered three feet high, and a huge head flew into the air.

Everyone's eyes also fell as the head rose......

Finally fell into the hands of a pair of fibers.

The delicate and bright girl just now stepped on the food table, raised the head in her hand, and shouted: "The traitor Wu Zijing, betraying the emperor's grace, is a disaster, and intends to rebel, and the crime cannot be punished!" The daughter of the Xu clan of Wu Nanyuan, she came to punish her on her father's orders, and she didn't surrender quickly-"

The fresh head, the blood still dripping, splashed on her porcelain-like white and soft face, a solemn slaughter.

People who watched this scene couldn't help but gasp.

Xu Huan's generation of heroes actually raised such a daughter......

The same sentence flashed through my mind, but at this moment it had a different meaning.

"Wu Zijing is dead!" In the crowd, I don't know who shouted.

The "coaxing" in the hall made it even more chaotic.

The waiter no longer shouted for help, but turned around and fled for his life. The maidservants scattered in all directions in a panic, trampling on the ground.

Among the messengers, some people couldn't restrain their joy, grabbed their colleagues and shouted: "Wu Zijing is dead, do you see it?" Wu Zijing is dead! ”

Some people are very scared, thinking that they have just voted for a powerful lord, who knows that Yongcheng has not gone out yet, it is gone, will he be liquidated?

"Hahahaha!" In the prison car, Wen Yi laughed loudly, "Happy! Joyfully! Wu Zijing, I said a long time ago that you can't die well! ”

"King!" In the confusion, the leader of the guards shouted, his eyes reddened, glared at the two of them, and shouted, "Take down the assassin!" ”

Before the words fell, Yan Ling toes, the wine glass that fell to the ground jumped, he kicked again, and the broken porcelain slashed through the neck of the leader of the guards, leaving a scratch, and blood gushed out.

The guards who were about to pounce on him couldn't help but pause, looking at this handsome young man in surprise.

"I advise you not to move." Yan Ling said softly, "Wu Zijing is dead, I don't even know who you call to see." He had no wife or children, no brothers. And he was born a rebel general, and he refused to trust others, only subordinates, and no henchmen. Even if you fight to avenge him, what good will you get? ”

What good can you gain by avenging him?

The guards were stunned and couldn't answer.

Only the leader of the guards, after wrapping his neck indiscriminately, rebuked: "Nonsense! The king has no wife or children, but he has ......."

"Lord Dehuiong?" Xu Yin smiled, and his face returned to cold, "I advise you to think clearly, Lord Dehui Weng is the concubine of the old Liang King, but he helps foreigners to seize his throne, how hateful it is in the hearts of the Great Liang people." Before, it was just Wu Zijing who was strong and forcibly suppressed by force, but now that Wu Zijing is dead, it's strange that the people of Daliang don't tear her up, and they still want to continue to be the master? ”

This......

The face of the head of the guard was cloudy. Xu Yin was right, Wu Zijing was brutal and ferocious, and killed Da Liang with a river of blood before he took the throne, and the people of Da Liang actually refused to accept him. Otherwise, why did they move to Yongcheng and there were very few Daliang people with them? Because the situation is unstable, I don't dare to bring it out!

Xu Yin said again: "When we set off, my father had already assembled his entire army, and he must have arrived at the junction of the two states at this time. Without Wu Zijing, can you make the Daliang army charge? With these horses in Yongcheng, do you dare to fight my Nanyuan to the death? ”

These words were like knives, poking into the heart of the leader of the guards. Nanyuan is strong, and if it really fights, it will launch a large army, but now that the king is dead, who will the army obey?

"And us!" Among the messengers, someone stood up and raised his voice, "Our Ze'an will send troops to help Xu Assassin Shi!" ”

was coerced by Wu Zijing before, and there was really no way, and now of course he won't swallow his anger anymore!

He headed together and led others: "We are also Yingzhong." ”

"And us!"

Suddenly, more than half of the people stood on Xu Yin's side.

"General?" The subordinate shouted.

The leader of the guards sighed, and those four words came to his heart, and the general trend was gone.

He could have killed these people, but what about the future? There is no way to command the Daliang army, and it is impossible to resist the coalition forces of the states with these soldiers and horses in Yongcheng alone.

At that time, where do you go from here?

At this time, Xu Yin said again: "Wu Zijing defected alone back then, and he had nothing to do with others. If you surrender here, you will be punished only for the worst, and the rest will be left alone. This general, seeing that you are not of a foreign race, must have had no choice but to enter the Great Cool, don't you want to return to the Central Plains in a dignified manner? ”