It's okay to see the military generals who have been killed, although their faces are slightly wrinkled, they don't see too much nervousness, but the faces of those civil officials are not very good, and they are all pale.

Liao looked around without the slightest movement, and she nodded towards the man again: "It seems that the people from Beicang Kingdom will not show up, you can be executed!" I want this man to be put to death. ”

After she had said that, the executioner had tied Twelve to the wooden rack that had been prepared long ago, and ripped the mask off his face.

When the black mask on his head was scattered, a young face was revealed, and the executioner showed no mercy, and the first slash was made on his somewhat handsome face.

Listening to the sound of 'bang', I don't know if it's the pain revealed by the corners of Twelve's tightly covered lips, or the chill emitted by the officials, which always makes people have goosebumps all over their bodies.

At this time, the faces of the two people who pretended to be actors changed dramatically, and after the two glanced at each other, they glanced at each other and then glanced at the confession not far away, and then began to approach the place of execution, and when the knife slashed towards the twelfth for the second time, a folding fan broke the silence of the garden.

I saw that the folding fan flew towards the executioner as fast as it could, and slashed lightly through his neck, and at this time several other people dressed as actors had already slashed their big knives, and several of them rushed to the front of Twelve, covering it, and one of them was even more quick to untie his body.

Originally, it was the end of midwinter, and few people would use folding fans in this season, but there are always exceptions in this world, among which the Lord Chen of Beicang Country is the most famous. It is said that no matter spring, summer, autumn or winter, he always carries a folding fan in his hand, but no one understands why.

After all, his most famous weapon is not the folding fan in his hand, but the nameless soft sword at his waist.

Ran Yichen's appearance can be said to be unexpected but seems to be reasonable, it is said that although he is brutal, he is very good to the people around him, and he will not let them put themselves in danger easily, and this time the Zhou royal family put on such an amazing Hongmen banquet because he saw through his nature.

"Since Lord Chen is already here, why don't you show up and see it?"

Liao stood up without much surprise, although she was looking forward to the smooth end of today's night banquet, but the moment Ran Yichen appeared already showed that this was an unfulfilled luxury.

After all, only blood can give this Hongmen feast a name.

"The last time Donghu let you get a life back, are you Liao going to be busy sending you to death?"

As soon as the lazy voice fell, a red figure had already appeared on the eaves not far away, although the color was different from Liao's family, it also had a bit of enchantment.

"The prince's words are a bit arrogant, since you have come to me, do you still want to leave unharmed?"

"You must be so big-mouthed, since I can remember, you are the first woman to dare to talk to me like this. Although she is already the age of a, it still sounds a little flavorful. Do you want this king to be wronged and include you in the mansion? ”

Ran Yichen is a person with a very heavy dual personality, he can be either a prodigal son who wanders in the land of flowers and willows, or a hero who fights on the battlefield, it can be said that his character makes his whole person full of mystery and controversy.

“……”

Liao's face pulled a little, although she is middle-aged, she is also good-looking, always held by others, and few people dare to humiliate her so much because of the rise in value over the years, but I didn't expect that today's Chen Wangye, who was born out of nowhere, was ruthless.

There's really no grace at all.

The officials of the Great Zhou Dynasty stared at King Chen even more curiously, wanting to take a look at this prince who was about twenty-five or sixteen years old, but let the Great Zhou people regard him as a god of death.

- Although there have been no major wars in these years, small frictions have continued, and under his command, the soldiers of the Great Zhou have died too much.

"It seems that the prince is also a master who does not shed tears when he sees the coffin."

She muttered a word, and then made a gesture towards the archers not far away, who were already shooting him with arrows, and he chuckled: "Don't you think that this will make me shackled?" ”

"Unless the prince has three heads and six arms."

"Noise."

As he spoke, it was like a gust of wind swept into the center of the banquet, and because there were so many officials present, although the arrow was shot like a tide, it was finally restricted. But while the archers are restricted, it doesn't mean that Ran Yichen's movements are slow.

I saw that he had already retrieved his forehead folding fan from the wooden shelf just now, and said to a few people: "How many can you kill, after rushing out, someone will naturally answer it." ”

"No."

A few people were already a little overwhelmed by the archers and guards at this time, but no one dared to slow down, because if they slowed down, they would die. Fortunately, Ran Yichen opened the way in front and attracted a lot of attention, they just needed to protect themselves.

Shen Qingci stood on the eaves in the distance, taking all this in his eyes, but he didn't have the idea of watching the battle, but stared at the location of the palace tightly, with a faint worry on his expression.

"What do you think about this?" Suddenly there was one more person where he was standing, and Shen Qingci didn't turn around, but the voice sounded a little dull, "I'm afraid it's going to change." ”

Ge Jiaxu's eyebrows frowned slightly, he was a person of Da Zhou after all, and he hoped that Da Zhou could last for a few years, so that it would be convenient for them to grow up, but now this situation does not seem to have much advantage.

His so-called 'changing sky' means that something is going to happen to the palace?

"Actually, it's not a bad thing, at least with Zhou Chengyun's ability to hold on for a few years." Shen Qingci chuckled again, the worry between his eyebrows and eyes just now had already dissipated. If he wants that position, what if Zhou Chengyun succeeds him? It's not as hard as this, but it's not too difficult.

If Zhou Chengyun succeeds to the throne, at least the iron cavalry of Beicang Kingdom will not be too unscrupulous, and he also has the opportunity to plan.

"Are you so sure that the sky will change?"

Although Ge Jiaxu didn't want to believe it, he looked at his determined face and felt as if it was really going to happen, after all, this person was too mysterious.

As soon as he appeared, he felt that there was no secret, as if he had pinched them one by one.

"How about we make a bet?"

Shen Qing's eyes were a little more calculated, but when he looked up again, the calculation was gone, and all that was left was a light smile.

"What do you want to bet on?"

Don't look at Ge Jiaxu, he usually likes to nest at home, but he is actually the most unruly in his bones, and he is an ambitious gambler.