"Don't!"

"Father!"

"Yue'er!"

In the Heart Cultivation Palace, one after another exclamations and roars could not cover the crisp and neat "click" sound of Leng Yue's subordinates.

It was the throat, the sound of being choked alive.

Crisp and neat, decisive and without hesitation.

Ye Lan's eyes widened, unbelievable, and even more unacceptable, and her body fell to the ground weakly.

No breathing, no heartbeat.

Only those eyes, with all the emotions of the last second before death.

He never imagined that one day he would die like this.

Being killed so easily by someone who was unprepared and didn't even take it into his own eyes.

Even in the moment before he lost his life, he didn't think he would die.

His chips, doesn't she care?

Even if she doesn't care, what about Ye Jiuchen?

Doesn't she care about Ye Jiuchen either?

If she killed herself like this, wasn't she afraid, and she and Ye Jiuchen couldn't leave the imperial palace alive?

And this series of questions, Ye Lan didn't have time to think about it at all, and she completely lost the ability to think.

He died, just in plain sight.

In the Heart Cultivation Palace, there was a sudden silence.

Everyone's eyes were on Leng Yue's body, looking at her standing there, standing alone, expressionless, but as if her face was cold and murderous.

The open door of the Heart Cultivation Hall blew in gusts of cold wind.

The cold wind blew and the cold moon hung on the shoulders like ink, and the dark and thick hair danced lightly with the wind, enchanting and treacherous.

She is like a king who has stepped down from the top of a snowy mountain, full of powerful momentum that people dare not approach, a look, a movement, enough to shock people's hearts.

In the main hall, no one moved, and they didn't know what to do.

Ye Mo Han and Ran Li stood at the door of the main hall, Leng Chi stood not far from Ye Jiuchen, several secret guards stood aside with long swords, surrounded by densely packed sergeants.

And everyone, as if they had pressed the pause button, stood still, motionless.

They didn't seem to be able to react from that moment.

It was in this situation that Leng Yue walked towards Ye Jiuchen without hurrying or slow, but with unusually determination.

Ye Jiuchen was just a few steps away from her, kneeling on one knee on the ground, her eyes were red, and her eyes were about to split.

Even the pupils are a little dilated and unfocused.

But in the sight, there was gradually a shadow of a person.

That person seemed to have jumped over thousands of mountains and rivers, as if he had passed through the crowd, and walked firmly towards himself in the midst of thousands of people.

That face is always indifferent and cold, with no expression, as if everyone and everything in this world will not be taken to heart and seen by her.

Those eyes are always unwavering, as deep as an ancient well, making people wonder what she is thinking, and I don't know if she really has someone in her heart.

But that person, so firmly, step by step, walked towards him.

Ye Jiuchen's vision gradually became clearer, and finally, he saw clearly the person walking towards him.

She walked up to herself, slowly crouched down, raised her hand, and gently stroked her cheek.

Her palms are slightly cool, penetrating the skin with a reassuring magic.

Ye Jiuchen's heart moved, and he only felt that at this moment, his heart seemed to have been ironed by something.

He spoke, his throat slightly hoarse.

"Yue'er ......"

"Ye Jiuchen, let's go home."

Leng Yue spoke, and her voice was as unwavering as ever, but with a power that people couldn't ignore.

Ye Jiuchen stared at the cold moon with a pair of eyes, and there was her reflection under the dark eyes.

It was like two leaping flames, enough to ignite a raging fire in his pitch darkness.

Shine a light on the light.

Ye Jiuchen's throat moved up and down slightly, raised his hand, and grabbed Leng Yue.

"Well, let's go home."

But where is home?

He lived for twenty years, but now he doesn't know his real name.

The mansion belongs to the Nine Emperors of the Great Zhou Kingdom, not his.

But now seeing Leng Yue, looking at her looking at herself, and looking at her squatting in front of her, Ye Jiuchen understood in an instant.

My home is where you are.

Leng Yue clasped Ye Jiuchen's palm with her backhand, crossed her fingers, and pulled the person up.

At this time, everyone in the Heart Cultivation Hall also reacted.

Wang Dehai, who was hiding outside the door, wanted to leave as soon as possible.

He knows too many things, and he is still Yelan's person, and now that Yelan is dead, he must not be able to live.

But can you run away so easily?

Naturally not!

Ye Mohan noticed Wang Dehai and several other minions who were waiting outside the Heart Cultivation Palace, and wanted to escape, and immediately ordered someone to control them.

Then he commanded those he had brought with him to close the door of the temple of the heart and not allow anyone to leave.

Leng Yue and Ye Jiuchen seemed to be hanging high as if they had nothing to do with themselves, and walked out as if no one was around.

Seeing this, Ye Mohan immediately wanted to stop someone, but he didn't want to, someone was already ahead of him.

Dye Li stretched out his arms, standing in front of Leng Yue and Ye Jiuchen.

She didn't expect it!

I didn't expect that Leng Yue would kill Ye Lan.

In front of all of them, he cut Yelan's throat like that.

She's crazy!

She must be crazy!

If she was going to kill Yelan early in the morning, then why did she send herself into the palace? Why do you let yourself do those things?

...... the hell she

Leng Yue noticed that the person in front of him who was blocking him didn't react in particular, he just raised his eyes and glanced at Dye Li calmly.

But it was this calm glance that made Dye Li shrink uncontrollably.

It's not that she hasn't seen the horror of the cold moon.

But it is not as good as today, now, and now, which is overwhelming.

"Get out of the way!"

Leng Yue's shallow and faint opening was only two words, but it already showed what she meant.

Even, there is an illusion of dyeing.

If he doesn't dodge again, Leng Yue will kill him directly.

She doesn't hesitate!

But let yourself get out of the way so inexplicably, what's the difference with death?

Yelan is dead, what should I do next?

Didn't Leng Yue think about the consequences?

The king of a country is dead, and the next thing to face is a storm.

Leng Chi had been immersed in a huge shock before, and he couldn't slow down.

He can disobey Ye Lan's orders for the sake of the Leng family and Leng Yue.

You can also don't want your own life.

But he never thought of killing Yelan.

Jun is like the sky, it is the heaven of a country, the heaven of courtiers, and the heaven of the people.

But just now, the cold moon actually collapsed the sky.

Leng Chi was not only shocked, but even forgot to be afraid.

How...... It's become like this?

Moreover, didn't Ye Lan want to talk about Ye Jiuchen's true identity?

Didn't she care at all, and didn't want to know?

At this moment, seeing Leng Yue and Ye Jiuchen's posture of leaving so generously, Leng Chi finally relieved his mind and hurriedly stepped forward.

"Yue'er, you can't leave yet."

Hearing Leng Chi's voice, the murderous aura in Leng Yue's eyes seemed to fade a little, and when Ye Mohan saw this, he hurriedly stepped forward.

"It was too sudden, but it had already happened, and we had to think about what to do next.

The Heart Cultivation Hall has been blocked by me, and the news will not be able to spread for a while, but it won't be long.

We have to think of a countermeasure.

Cold Moon, You ......"

Comparatively speaking, Ye Mohan is relatively rational.

He only had hatred for Yelan, so he didn't care if Yelan died or lived.

He was just shocked by what happened to Leng Yue.

Rao is full of hatred, and he has never thought of ending the hatred he has struggled with for so many years in such a simple and rude way.

But Leng Yue turned out to be ......

Ye Mohan can still recall that Leng Yue was expressionless just now, and ended Ye Lan's life so calmly.

The heartbeat, like a drum, can't be calmed down until now.

Leng Yue looked at the three people standing in front of her, and then looked back at Ye Jiuchen, who seemed to be calm beside her.

Pursing her lips slightly, Leng Yue took a step, close to Ye Mohan's ear.

The hall of heart cultivation is still as quiet as death.

After a while, Ye Mohan was so shocked that he couldn't say a word anymore.

But Leng Yue calmly returned to Ye Jiuchen's side, glanced at Ye Mohan fixedly, then bent her knees, and when everyone was unprepared, she suddenly knelt in front of Ye Mohan.

"Long live the emperor, long live, long live!"

One second, two seconds, three seconds......

Three seconds later, the entire Heart Cultivation Hall knelt in front of Ye Mohan and shouted long live.

Ye Mohan stood in the middle of 10,000 people, but there was no joy on his face.

Leng Yue stood up calmly, led Ye Jiuchen, and walked through everyone and walked to the door of the Heart Cultivation Hall in the sound of shouting long live.

The door opened, and the sun poured down.

Today's sunshine seems to be a little unbridled and scorching.

Leng Yue took Ye Jiuchen's hand hard, and the two of them were like no one around, one step at a time, and they walked out of the Heart Cultivation Palace.

Ye Mo Han looked at the backs of Leng Yue and Ye Jiuchen intently.

Under his eyes, he was solemn.

After all, she still gave this position to herself.

Ye Mo smiled bitterly in his heart, but his face did not show anything, but turned his head and quickly commanded Liu Qing and Shuo Feng.

"Immediately send someone to Fengqi Palace to control the Jiang family and the others.

In addition, the Heart Cultivation Hall will be cleaned up quickly.

Announced to the world that the emperor Yelan died violently, and it was rumored that the four princes were in the night of the cold. ”

"Yes!"

"From today onwards, I will be the emperor of the Great Zhou Kingdom!"

"Long live the Emperor!"

The cheers of the crowd sounded again, and Wang Dehai and a group of minions and secret guards knelt on the ground and followed everyone with a good understanding of the current affairs.

But Ye Mohan was just a look, and Liu Qing and Shuo Feng immediately understood.

Before Wang Dehai and the minions could react, they were already in a different place.

What he brings with him today are all his own men, and they will not betray or betray.

General Leng, even less.

As for dyeing......

Ye Mohan stared at him slightly, and landed on Dye Li.