Nan Xuanchen's face was very calm, and his eyes were as deep as a well, "When I was a baby, I couldn't resist, I could only let you slaughter, do you think it's still like this now?"

Yue Minghu's eyes were blood-red, "I used to put you in hell, and now you can do the same"

She knocked over another candlestick, and the fire grew even bigger, and even the coffin burned.

The palace people fled, but there was a fire outside, and they couldn't get close to the door.

When the hour came, the bell of the palace rang.

After hearing this, Yue Minghu laughed excitedly, "Bai'er, are you happy that there are so many people to accompany you to the funeral?"

It is a big pity that she can attract Nan Xuanchen here, but she can't attack Feng Tian.

But it's okay, having Nan Xuanchen to accompany the funeral is enough.

The soft sword in Nan Xuanchen's hand flickered with cold light, and he swung out a sword qi, like a cold wind in the cold moon, blowing out the fire in front of him.

This move shocked Yue Minghu, she shook her head, and couldn't help but take a step back.

She struck the coffin that was on fire, her back hurt, her clothes were on fire, and her flesh smelled of burning, and she had never suffered so much in such a long life, and she rolled on the ground screaming and trying to put out the fire.

And Nan Xuanchen leaned back step by step, his eyes were calm, "I originally wanted to end you with a sword and avenge the revenge of your childhood, but now I feel that it is too cheap to end your pain like this." ”

He lowered his sword.

What is meant by self-reaping the consequences, the current tragic situation of Yueminghu is enough to illustrate.

Yue Minghu originally wanted to go to Huangquan with Yue Jibai, but she didn't expect the fire to be so painful, she couldn't bear it, so she wanted to crawl and let people open the door.

It's a pity that the crying and screaming of the palace people are also tragic, covering up the sound of Yue Minghu.

The fire was already burning extremely vigorously, and even if Yue Minghu was saved at this time, it would be useless.

Yue Minghu raised his eyes with difficulty, and looked at Nan Xuanchen's surroundings

Half a fire, very strange.

"How do you"

Nan Xuanchen glanced at her coldly, "If you want to die with me, it also depends on whether you have the ability." ”

Immediately, in front of Yue Minghu, he slashed at the sealed carved gate with a sword, and with a click, not only did the fire dissipate, but the wooden door was also torn apart, and a way out of life had already appeared.

The dead outside the temple were amazed.

Before he could react, Nan Xuanchen dodged out again, slashing and slashing one by one, with neat movements.

The palace people hurriedly fled out, so as not to be burned to death by the fire.

Yue Minghu also wanted to climb out and find a glimmer of life.

Nan Xuanchen turned around and stared at her coldly, "Aren't you going to die with your son?"

Yue Minghu's face turned pale, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, "You Nan Xuanchen, you are the most ruthless"

"I'm nothing compared to you, but you can even handle a newborn baby." Nan Xuanchen said, "Today, I will avenge my mother. ”

A sword was swung again.

This time, instead of cutting down the fire, it increased the fire.

The entire temple was engulfed in flames in an instant.

Nan Xuanchen stood in front of the fire, although his face was expressionless, but there was a burst of happiness in his heart.

Mother, you can rest in peace.

However, Yue Minghu was buried in the fire, but her dead were still in the palace.

Nan Xuanchen is alone, but it is not easy to break through.

The night was deep, but because of the fire of the temple, it was as bright as day.

Nan Xuanchen's clothes were stained with blood, even if he was facing hundreds of people alone, he had no fear on his face.

He couldn't hear the commotion outside the palace, and it seemed that Daru had completed their mission.

"Your master is dead in it." Nan Xuanchen said slowly, "Who are you fighting for now?"

"We swore that we would only be loyal to King Ning in this life" A dead man shouted angrily, "If you kill King Ning, we will naturally avenge our master"

"Foolish." Nan Xuanchen snorted lightly, anger burning in his eyes, "

You can't tell right from wrong, and the moon is going to burn the people of the city, and you still have to be loyal to her, because there are no relatives in it, so you don't care much."

Since they are dead, they are fatherless and motherless, so they only obey the orders of their masters and do not care about anything.

The dead men looked at each other, they only knew that it was Yue Minghu who gave them food, and the others had nothing to do with them, they had been cultivated since childhood, and they no longer knew what was right and wrong.

Someone gave an order, and the dead rushed forward in a swarm, wanting to cut off Nan Xuanchen's head.

Nan Xuanchen knew that it was useless to say more, and with a twist of his wrist, the blade of the sword scattered a fierce cold light in the night.

He rushed into the crowd alone, trying to fight his way out.

Even though the martial arts of the dead soldier are not as good as him, but there are many people, it is difficult to deal with after all.

Nan Xuanchen went all the way to the palace gate, and on the way, he didn't know how many dead soldiers stopped him, and died under his sword.

However, Nan Xuanchen's internal strength was too consumed, and his hands still couldn't help but tremble, and he didn't know when he was going to kill the endless number of dead soldiers.

The palace gate was closed, and the dead soldiers forced Nan Xuanchen into the Yongxiang, just to strangle him with their swords.

There were blood stains on Nan Xuanchen's face and body, he gasped slightly, and subconsciously covered his chest.

At this critical juncture, his chest cramped, and his hands were a little weak.

The dead man probably saw that something was wrong with him, and shouted, "He has no strength anymore, let's go together, we will definitely kill him"

"Rush"

"Kill him"

The dead man rushed towards Nan Xuanchen.

Nan Xuanchen looked sideways, and finally raised his hand and waved a sword, temporarily solving the crisis.

At this time, there was a knock at the palace gate, and the dead soldiers were stunned and couldn't help but stop.

The sound of impact continued.

Someone is attacking the palace gate

Because of the huge strength, the palace gate was quickly breached, and several feudal knights rushed in first, fighting a bloody way.

followed by Feng Hou Ye and Feng Tianwan.

Nan Xuanchen raised her eyes to look, Feng Tianwan looked worried, and when she saw that Nan Xuanchen was still standing there, she immediately breathed a sigh of relief, hurriedly dismounted, and ran towards Nan Xuanchen.

She also ignored the blood stains on his body, hugged him, and said, "I saw a fire in the palace, I was very worried, why did you come alone." ”

Nan Xuanchen touched her head and said, "Aren't I fine?"

Feng Tianwan was still shocked, and slapped Nan Xuanchen twice on the chest to express his dissatisfaction.

"Fortunately, my father gathered his troops and horses to come, otherwise you would not have been able to leave this palace."

His chest was already painful, but he was suddenly beaten by Feng Tian, and he instantly broke out in a cold sweat, and his face was quite wrong.

Even though the night was dark, Feng Tianwan's eyes were very sharp, and he saw that he was wrong.

"What's wrong with you"

"I'm fine," Nan Xuanchen replied slowly.

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