Shao Ziqing stepped forward to pick up the brocade box, opened it and saw that it was indeed a national seal.

After distinguishing the truth from the fake, and making sure that the national seal was not fake, Shao Ziqing looked up at the Emperor of Yanguo and said, "You gave me the national seal like this in order to live?" Have you ever thought about the consequences of the national seal falling into my hands? Where will the Yan Kingdom be placed? ”

Emperor Yanguo swallowed and spat uneasily, and said greedily for life and fearing death: "The national seal has been given to you, you can go!" ”

Jiang Zuiyao couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and said silently in her heart: What a waste!

Shao Ziqing turned around and walked towards the palace gate, Jiang Zuiyao followed, and Emperor Yanguo also breathed a sigh of relief.

Just when Jiang Zuiyao thought that Shao Ziqing had let go of Emperor Yanguo, she happened to walk to the door, Shao Ziqing raised her hand and pulled out the silver hairpin on Jiang Zuiyao's head, transported a wind force, and flew the silver hairpin out when she turned around.

The gale swept the silver hairpin and flew towards the Emperor of the Yan Kingdom, and before the Emperor of the Yan Kingdom could react, the silver hairpin had already been inserted into his throat.

Emperor Yanguo's body didn't even scream, and he died in an instant.

Shao Ziqing glanced at Emperor Yanguo with contempt and walked out of the main hall.

When he went down the steps, Jiang Zuiyao asked, "Didn't you get the national seal?" Why do you want to kill the Emperor of Yanguo? ”

Shao Ziqing walked down and said coldly: "He is also worthy of being the king of a country?" The prince of Yanguo doesn't know how much stronger than his father, so it's better to let the prince of Yanguo inherit the throne. ”

Jiang Zuiyao couldn't figure it out when he said this, obviously he killed the Emperor of Yanguo, how could he say this?

When he walked down the steps, Zhen Huan had a residual breath, Shao Ziqing's words just now hit him so hard that he had no heart to pay attention to Shao Ziqing at the moment.

Shao Ziqing just glanced at him coldly, didn't say anything, and left without doing anything.

On the way back, occasionally some palace maids and eunuchs could be seen fleeing in all directions, Shao Ziqing did not kill innocents indiscriminately, and when he arrived at the gate of the imperial city, there was already a river of blood.

Under the blood-red sunset, it was extremely miserable, the corpses all over the ground had not survived, the blood stained the earth, and the entire imperial city became like hell in the city gate.

Chi Rong and Wuxian were leaning against the walls of the imperial city exhausted at the moment, and there were only a dozen of those twenty or thirty people left, so there was no need to ask, they must have died in battle.

When Chi Rong saw Shao Ziqing, he hurriedly ran over and said, "Young Master, is the matter done?" ”

Shao Ziqing said with a cold face: "If it doesn't work out, will I come out alive?" ”

Chi Rong looked at Jiang Zuiyao, except for the dirt and messy hair, there was no big problem. But when he saw Shao Ziqing covered in scratches, and there was a blood-stained cloth on his chest, he exclaimed, "Young Master, you are injured!" ”

Shao Ziqing said indifferently: "It's all a small injury, don't make a fuss, it's not appropriate to stay here for a long time, withdraw!" ”

The group hurriedly got on their horses and wandered away in the sunset.

Jiang Zuiyao didn't forget to look back, the iron gate of the imperial city was damaged, and there were countless corpses lying inside, and those lives that should have been alive were destroyed in this battle.

And none of them took it to heart, let alone cared about it.

On the way out of the city, the whole road was lifeless, and the people had fled in all directions under the great battle.

In the darkness of the night, a man and horse broke into the gates of the Yan Kingdom, and although two hours had passed since the battle, the streets were still empty.

It was a carriage, and the person driving it was Yuhe, who had been seriously injured before, but now he was in good spirits, and it seemed that his body had healed.

The carriage went straight to the palace, and when it arrived at the palace gate, Yuhe looked at the broken palace gate, and the corpses were all over the field, and he was stunned.

At this time, the curtain of the carriage was lifted, and a familiar face appeared, it was Qin Nanxian.

He also saw the tragic situation after the war, and couldn't help frowning.

Yuhe said: "With so many corpses, I'm afraid the carriage can't go in." ”

Qin Nanxian lowered the curtain and got off the carriage, followed by Yi Chen.

This former "Nighthawk" organization is missing Jiang Zuiyao's figure.

The three of them walked into the imperial city, watching the blood congealed on the ground, Yi Chen chuckled and said, "It's so miserable! ”

Qin Nanxian glanced at the depths and said, "Let's go in and have a look." ”

The palace is quiet, and I don't know where the palace people have gone, after such a tragic battle, it must be those who should hide, and those who should flee have fled.

When several people came to the front of the Xuande Hall and saw the broken stone and brick floor, the destroyed palace wall, and a person lying on the ground who did not know whether he was dead or alive, they knew that there had been a battle here.

Before he walked in, Yi Chen exclaimed, "It's Zhenhuan!" ”

When Qin Nanxian and Yuhe heard this, they were immediately shocked.

Although they had never seen Zhenhuan, they knew that this person was superb in martial arts, so they couldn't believe that it was Zhenhuan lying on the ground.

Until they walked to Zhenhuan's side, looked at the person with their eyes closed, and saw the face clearly, the three of them were silent.

Yi Chen squatted down, looked at the fatal wound on Zhenhuan's body, and could tell from the wound that it was done by Fengshu, so he said, "It should be Shao Ziqing who killed him." ”

Qin Nanxian subconsciously clenched his teeth, and silently thought in his heart: Shao Ziqing, is it already so strong now?

The only one of the people was Zhenhuan who was dead, but Yuhe still bent down to probe Zhenhuan's snort, and was suddenly shocked: "He still has breathing!" ”

Yi Chen exclaimed: "With such a serious injury, how can he still be alive?" ”

Qin Nanxian raised his hand to touch Zhenhuan's pulse, and also made sure that the person was not dead, and hurriedly said, "Quickly carry the person into the carriage." ”

Yuhyuk asked, "Is he still saved?" ”

Qin Nanxian frowned and said: "It's not easy to save him, I'm only two or three percent sure, but I always have to try, if he lives, he will know what happened." ”

Yuhe was about to pick up Zhenhuan, took off into the air, and headed in the direction of the carriage.

Subsequently, Yi Chen and Qin Nanxian entered the Xuande Palace, and when they saw the Emperor of Yanguo, who had lost his breath, their faces were shocked.

Yi Chen exclaimed: "Shao Ziqing, he actually killed the Emperor of Yanguo?" ”

Qin Nanxian walked to the side of the corpse, and when he saw the silver hairpin inserted in the throat of Emperor Yanguo, his whole face immediately changed color.

Seeing this, Yi Chen asked, "What's wrong?" ”

Qin Nanxian pulled out the blood-stained hairpin, carefully examined it, and said, "This hairpin is from Violet." ”

Yi Chen was also shocked: "Could it be that the person was killed by Sumire Lemon?" ”

Qin Nanxian tightened the hairpin, and his face was painful.

He didn't believe that Jiang Zuiyao had become a murderous demon like Shao Ziqing, he looked at the hairpin in his hand and said hatefully: "Hurry up all the way, it's still too late." ”

Yi Chen knew what Qin Nanxian was thinking, and sighed: "Even if we come in time, we may not be able to stop them, since Shao Ziqing can kill Zhen Huan, then Yuhe and I are not his opponents." ”

At this moment, Qin Nanxian was full of only Jiang Zuiyao.

Could it be that Jiang Zuiyao is really in the same league as Shao Ziqing?

Qin Nanxian's fingertips trembled slightly, he couldn't believe it, but he was afraid that everything was true.