A meadow in the mountains.

Yuan Xu boarded the honor car with a solemn face.

The fingertips holding the armrest trembled, and he could barely find his own voice, "Let's go, let's go......

The curtains were rolled up, and the cold wind in front of him made him sober up a little.

Sikong Chen said that his father didn't want him to inherit the throne at all.

If he really kills the emperor, he will inevitably lose the hearts of the civil officials of the Manchu Dynasty and the hearts of the people of the world.

This is the father and the emperor paving the way for his beloved son.

Sikong Chen said that only by finding out who his father and emperor wanted and then killing that person, could he Yuanxu inherit the throne......

Hand and Foot Killer?

The man closed his eyes in agony.

The mountain wind suddenly stopped.

Two black shadows descended from the sky with sharp blades in their hands, and they couldn't help but start killing.

"There are assassins! Protect the Prince! ”

Dozens of East Palace guards were in a mess and launched a posture to protect Yuan Xu.

The lantern fell, and the fire shattered.

The ceremonial driver swayed and fell to the ground, Yuan Xu hurriedly got up, and saw the masked man in black coming through the air!

The moonlight is like water, and the eyes of the man in black are reflected on the sharp blade, like a peach blossom dipped in blood, which is very cold!

Yuan Xu's face was as frightened as earth, he sat down on the ground, and hurriedly fell backwards.

Xiao Tingchen's knife is close at hand!

At the moment when he cut off the prince's head, the blood wind roared!

It came with the first snow of the winter.

There was a wisp of internal force mixed with the blood wind, and it struck on Xiao Tingchen's blade crisply, forcing his blade to deviate by ten inches, and it could only scratch Yuan Xu's arm.

His Royal Highness the Prince, who has been pampered since childhood, has never shed blood, and now his arm is scratched by a knife, and he immediately rolls on the ground in pain, crying and calling his mother, how can he still have the demeanor of a prince of a great country.

Xiao Tingchen couldn't strike a blow, and turned around with Xie Rongjing and withdrew.

And yet—

The withered vegetation in the mountains seemed to have completely lost their lives.

All the scenery around them began to fade, the wind stopped and the trees were quiet, time seemed to stop at this moment, and even Xiao Tingchen and Xie Rongjing couldn't take half a step at all.

A middle-aged man with a white face and a beard, with a red-haired spider on his shoulder, walked slowly from the wind and snow.

He wears a chamberlain uniform, and the gold silk inlaid jade belt makes him tall and slender, and with a smile and a smile, revealing a feminine and strange beauty.

He nodded at Yuan Xu, "The slave is too late to save the driver, Your Highness forgive me." ”

"Forgive me, forgive me! Hurry up and arrest these two people! Yuan Xu cried so hard that he was helped to stand up by two guards, "They stabbed the main palace, they actually stabbed the main palace!" It hurts to death, how much blood must be shed! ”

As he spoke, he blew the wound on his shoulder and cried even more aggrieved.

Wu Song's eyes swept with contempt, but his face did not change respectfully, "As His Highness wishes." ”

Thick-soled satin soap boots with embroidered patterns, stepping on withered grass, approached Xiao Tingchen and Xie Rongjing step by step.

"Our family has lived in the palace for many years, and we have never seen such a bold person as the two of us. Our family is very curious, who are the two of them who dare to assassinate the prince...... The great sin of the Nine Clans, can the two of them have the ability to bear it? ”

He stood still in front of Xiao Tingchen.

Xiao Tingchen urged the internal force of his whole body, but he couldn't even move his fingertips.

This big eunuch named Wu Song is really powerful!

Wu Song smiled and reached out to remove his masked black cloth.

Suddenly, the sound of a flute sounded from the depths of the mountains.

Xiao Tingchen narrowed his peach blossom eyes.

As far as the eye can see, there are craggy plum blossoms next to the mountain road.

The plum blossoms, which should have been stationary, slowly trembled their branches.