From Zigan's neck, blood rushed wildly, spurting onto the table full of delicacies, and the flying head, with its eyes wide to infinity, smashed into the pot of chicken soup in the center.

Then, gently, in the noodle soup, floated up.

The guests at the same table, seeing this scene, the spontaneous nausea rose to the peak in an instant.

The desire to vomit was so strong, but I was afraid that the butcher knife would be raised to my neck in the next second, so I held back it and didn't dare to make the slightest move.

The venue, which was noisy and lively just now, is as quiet as a chicken at this moment.

Time seemed to stand still suddenly, and everyone's actions stopped at this moment. The hand raising the glass paused in the air, the meat slices fell from the chopsticks holding the dish, and the toaster maintained the movement of holding his arm......

Everything was frozen, and the only thing that was the same was the direction of the doorway that everyone was looking at.

There, there stood a man in white who was not stained with dust.

There is no decoration on his snow-white sleeves, and his appearance is extremely handsome, comparable to that of a fairy.

He smiled slightly, even more pale, but the long sword in his hand was dripping with blood.

One drop, two drops, joined together into intermittent beads of blood......

The fairy-like boy didn't notice it himself, and the corners of his eyes were stained with three small drops of blood-red liquid.

It's small, like cinnabar lit with paint, and it's like a natural red mole.

Like the finishing touch on a painting, these three small drops of blood instantly pulled the dusty fairy off the altar and turned into a bewitching goblin.

But it wasn't paint, it was fresh, warm, blood fresh out of a man's neck!

Because they knew, they were all stunned and lost their words and movements.

Three drops of blood mole in the corner of the eye echoed the blood that continued to flow on the tip of the sword.

One eye becomes a god, one eye becomes a demon, giving people a visual stimulation with great contrast!

"Tsk," the white-clothed boy who looked like a demon and a fairy curled the corners of his lips and smiled again, as if he was very satisfied with everyone's pursuit of his eyes at the moment.

"Finally don't ignore me?" The sound is so soft, it seems ethereal and pleasant in the silence.

It made people shiver all over the body, and everyone shivered in unison.

"Congratulations, you're surrounded!"

The boy in white, that is, Xuanyuan Rujin, had a smile on his face, his lips were so red that he seemed to have been smeared with blood, but he spat out extremely cruel words.

As soon as he put his hand back, the eunuch behind him handed over a roll of bright yellow cloth.

"Fengtian carrier, the emperor said...... Prince Xuanyuan is full of flowers, forming a party for personal gain, secretly hiding dragon robes, and the crime of rebellion is unforgivable...... Now he has been deprived of his title and demoted to a concubine, and he is imprisoned in a prison waiting to be disposed of...... His henchmen, officials who had too much contact with the prince, were all imprisoned in Dali Temple and punished according to their crimes! ”

With an irrepressible smile of excitement, Xuanyuan Rujin's eyes lit up, and he smiled and slowly read out the holy decree word by word.

The slow tone, like a knife, slashed at everyone one after another.

As if they had been struck by lightning, the guests knelt down on the ground when they came back to their senses, and all of them shouted loudly, cried and cried, and howled!

"Wronged, look at the Holy Wisdom, wronged!"

"Wronged, I don't know what I'm waiting for, wronged!"

"I don't have a deep friendship with the waste prince, no, I don't have a friendship at all, everything he does has nothing to do with us!"

"Yes, wronged, wronged, the matter of abolishing the prince's rebellion has nothing to do with us!"