The fire burned suddenly.

Along the tall courtyard walls of the Imperial Palace, there is a roar of fire.

Obviously, there was a heavy snowfall, and this fire could not be burned, but in addition to the smell of blood coming from outside the city, there was a strong smell of pine oil in the air.

It seems that the pine oil of the entire imperial capital was sent here.

With such a thick pine oil, even the heavy snow falling from the sky could not stop this tongue of fire that swallowed everything.

Night. Heavy snow. The fire was extinguished and lit again.

Under the fire, the mountains and rivers were stained with blood.

Wei Huan single-handedly really entered the palace.

He dragged his tired body, covered in blood, and searched room by room.

The palace maid who was carrying revenge on her back burst into a frightened scream when she saw him, and even someone could push him down with a slight touch when someone fled in a hurry.

Wei Huan slammed the ground with the tip of his sword, and under the grief and anger, he drew sparks all the way to the side of the marble road.

Snow flakes fall on the sparks.

Like a moth to a fire.

Suddenly, a large number of Praetorian Guards poured out of the darkness and surrounded Wei Huan.

And he didn't even have the strength to raise his sword.

The fire in Wei Huan's eyes was extinguished little by little.

It turns out that even accompanying her to death is a luxury.

The encirclement of thirty people shrank smaller and smaller.

It was clear that this man could not even lift a sword, but they were still afraid, and had to move forward little by little.

On Wei Huan's wrist, a trace of bright red blood slipped into the snow. There was no sound of falling blood.

He's covered in scars, but what? I don't feel half a minute of pain, is it because the weather is too cold?

He was like, see her again.

This is the only woman who can touch his mood.

This is the only woman he can remember for more than ten years that he is willing to face up.

The night was raging.

Outside the city, Hua Qingyue flew off the horse's back and landed on the high city wall.

He was still holding a woman in his hands.

Hua Ruye slowly stood up from the chariot.

His shirt was stained with blood, but he completely ignored the tragic scene in front of him.

Fighting. Bones. War.

The march is the most jealous of the army's discouragement, and the moment he is attacked by the army, he already understands that he has no power to fight back.

The reason why he stood up was because he saw clearly the person Hua Qingyue was holding in his hand.

The bright and stubborn, faintly ruthless girl.

How did you make such a mess of yourself?

Hua Qingyue stood on the city wall, and the azure robe was flying in the snow, falling and clear.

There is a natural imperial aura in his body.

Too many people have died at his hands lately.

I think of the Eastern Emperor. The old fox found out that his identity as the crown prince was suspicious, so he ended his life early.

This world will be his, and this step of Tianyin will also be his.

No one can snatch anything from him.

"Hua Ruye, I'll give you a chance, you come and compete with me, whether you win or lose, I'll let go of these remnants of yours - you know, you can't hold out for reinforcements to arrive." Hua Qingyue's voice was not loud, but it was enough to clearly reach Hua Ruye's ears.

Hua Ruye seemed to hesitate for a moment, and the blue clothes were like butterflies on the snow, fluttering across the ground and fighting.

Hua Qingyue put Bu Tianyin aside and wiped the cold sweat from her forehead extremely gently. After standing up, he kicked the sword on the ground, and the blade of the sword was straight in front of the flower.

Hua Ruye raised his hand and drew his sword, silently condensing all the internal force to the tip of the sword.

He had never seen the prince make a move.

I don't know what his strength is.

"Out of the sword." Hua Qingyue opened his mouth coldly.

Around him, the red spiritual power in the sky was exploding and expanding, with countless murderous aura, killing gods when encountering gods, and killing Buddhas when encountering Buddhas.

"Ahem...... Hua Qingyue, don't you think it's unfair to do this? ”

The person who spoke turned out to be Bu Tianyin, she was leaning against the city wall, her face was as white as paper, and the snowflakes fell all over her body, but she said slowly: "You have the power of the sky, don't you think it's unfair to deal with him as an ordinary person, and you lose your identity." ”

"You don't have to use agitation, you know it's useless." Before Hua Qingyue's words fell, his expression suddenly turned grim, and a strong murderous aura came from behind him, and Hua Ruye had already stabbed him with a sword.

Hua Qingyue turned over the cirrus sleeves and the two of them had already made dozens of moves, Bu Tianyin leaned on the city wall and coughed, looking at the sword flower like silver light, several times, Hua Qingyue's sword tip was pointed directly at Hua Ruye's chest, but he suddenly turned the direction and cut a deep wound on his body.

Hua Ruye's blue clothes had been cut into countless wounds, and Hua Qingyue's eyes gradually became cold.

Hua Ruye was really an opponent, and with his internal strength, he was able to dodge a hundred moves under him.

But in the end, he still has to fall.

Hua Ruye has never had the idea of escaping, becoming a king or defeating a villain, a loser, what's the point of living?

His heart ached, and the long sword in his hand fell to the ground with a "clanging bell", and Hua Ru knelt on the ground in the middle of the night, his face was pale.

It was as if something had entered his heart so fast that he thought it was a delusion. Only this pain in the heart can prove that a foreign body has really entered.

Beads of sweat the size of beans fell on his forehead, but he still barely raised his head to look at Hua Qingyue.

He looked at himself condescendingly, his face expressionless.

The red light around him faded.

Hua Ruye frowned, he used ...... Secret arts?

However, I have never heard that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince knows secret arts.

The moonlight is cool.

Hua Qingyue stands on the city wall, above 10,000 people.

His voice clearly reached the ears of everyone in the killing array under the city:

"Those who follow me prosper, and those who oppose me perish. Those who want to serve our new dynasty, put down your weapons and surrender to me. ”

Hua Qingyue changed his name before he ascended the throne, and Hua Ruye raised his head in astonishment, feeling that this His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was very unfamiliar.

Behind him, Hua Ruye heard the chaos under the city gradually subside, followed by the sound of Jin Ge iron armor and weapons falling to the ground.

"Long live my emperor, long live ......"

"Long live my emperor, long live ......"

The sound of worship came and went, and the sound was loud.

Hua Ruye reached for the sword not far away.

The long sword ran through the air, as fast as lightning.

Hua Qingyue didn't reply, flicking his sleeves, and Hua Ruye's body was swept away like autumn leaves.

He rolled twice on the ground before he stopped, his trembling hand wiping the blood from the corner of his lips.

Hua Qingyue touched her toes and landed in front of him, just said coldly: "Let me ask you, have you ever liked her?" ”

Hua Qingyue's sleeve robe moved slightly, and Bu Tianyin was sucked into his hand by a huge attraction, and he half-hugged her, like the most intimate lover.

Hua Ruye didn't answer, but asked, "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince seems to have changed." ”

Hua Qingyue's face changed slightly, but he smiled: "How to say it." ”

"His Royal Highness the former Crown Prince didn't have any thoughts about the step girl."

"So, what about now?"

"How is it now, I think the crown prince brother knows much more in his heart than my younger brother."

Hua Qingyue smiled slightly, nodded and said, "You can see it." I have affection for her, how? ”

"The wounds on her body...... His Royal Highness the Crown Prince's affection is really different. ”

"You have time to pretend to care about her, you might as well care about your mother who is cheating with someone."

"No matter how she is my mother, what if I can't avenge her and give her this life? It's just the crown prince and royal brother, how can you say it with hypocrisy? ”

Hua Qingyue said: "I promised Yan Guogong that as long as he killed Wei Guifei with his own hands, he would bury the bodies of the two of them together." But who would have thought that I would forget about it afterwards, and accidentally scattered one of their ashes in the East China Sea, and the other rested in the West Mountain. ”

When Hua Ruye heard this, she smiled coldly, and there was a flash of regret on her face.

Hua Qingyue took his look in his eyes and said contemptuously: "As for hypocrisy, you are good to her, dare to say that you have no selfish intentions?" ”

Hua Ruye didn't look at Bu Tianyin, but she pursed her lips.

A hint of ridicule appeared on Hua Qingyue's face, "Admit it, you have never liked her." You approached her for another purpose. You want to step into the family's property. ”

Hua Ruye was still unmoved, but the hand that was holding her body was trembling.

Bu Tianyin looked at him lightly.

After a long time, he smiled bitterly and sighed, "Yes, I have never liked her. It's good to her, just want to take the property of the Bu family. ”

But even he didn't know it. When did those false feelings and hypocrisies that obviously have a strong purpose change their taste?

He kept telling himself to be good to her and make her believe in herself completely. He was good to her, but for another purpose.

Who would have thought that in the end, the fake show turned out to be true.

He's really getting used to being nice to her.

The true feelings that naturally come out again and again.

How to explain it?

"Brother Huang. I'm willing to gamble and lose. So, are you going to kill me now? ”

Hua Ruye's voice was very soft, and there was even a hint of a smile.

Hua Qingyue said: "I won't kill you, I want you to see ...... with your own eyes" Before he finished speaking, his face changed suddenly, and he violently pushed away Bu Tianyin in his arms, and immediately meditated cross-legged, and on his chest, a wisp of demonic blue was penetrating into it.

Bu Tianyin was thrown by him, and her face twitched in pain, but she leaned towards Hua Ruye.

A minute later, Hua Qingyue opened his eyes indifferently and glared at Bu Tianyin: "What did you do." ”

Bu Tianyin's whole body leaned on Hua Ruye's body, she almost relied on him for support, and smiled charmingly at him: "I don't know what it is, it seems to be ...... Cold poison? ”

Hua Qingyue's eyes suddenly flashed with ruthlessness, but the pressure from his heart made him have to restrain the spiritual power scattered outside.

The wisps of cold seeping body in his heart were constantly devouring his internal force.

He just cared about asking Hua Ruye, but he forgot that there was an extremely restless woman in his arms who could pick up leaks.

Hua Qingyue closed her eyes slightly, concentrating on pranayama.

Bu Tianyin, who was leaning on Hua Ruye, suddenly tilted his head and opened his mouth, but he looked at Hua Qingyue, who was completely closed, quite vigilantly, and then took his hand with great difficulty and wrote a sentence in his palm:

Can you still run.

Hua Ruye moved, and the wound in his abdomen was torn even more because of this, and he hesitated for a moment and nodded slowly.

At the same time, Bu Tianyin, who seemed to be weak, jumped up, pulled the flower and jumped off the city gate like a night!

Hua Qingyue was bent on pranayama, and he couldn't let the cold poison have half a chance, so even if he knew that the two of them had escaped, he didn't get up to chase after them.

Besides, where can they flee?