Chapter 60: The Phantom
Huang Mingliang glared at the sword-wielding assassin, and while secretly blaming himself for being careless, he couldn't help but glance at the queen hiding behind the throne-
It's weird...... Why didn't this person attack the queen, but only held a palace maid hostage?
This thought flashed in his heart, and he didn't have time to think about it, he just watched this scene, empty of a deep internal force, but also hesitated.
The emperor watched from the sidelines, he had regained his composure, he sneered, and said: "You are in front of the assassination, and after you are defeated, you actually hold a little palace maid hostage, it is really shameless!" ”
The assassin snorted coldly, not paying any attention to this radical technique, the snow blade in his hand tightened, and a blush suddenly flowed from the snow neck of Baojin, which was shocking to see.
"It's not helpful to talk too much...... Help my companion over! ”
He gestured to the ground that the assassin who had pretended to be a eunuch was on the ground, and was being captured by several military eunuchs.
The emperor's face was as usual, and his heart was already furious, and he spoke slowly, his voice was not high, but it was like an ice blade slashing through everyone's hearts, forming a low sound like gold and stone in the hall—
"Do as he says."
The Assassin scrambled to his feet, moved to the side of the captor, gasped for breath, hastily stopped the bleeding, and struggled to stand with his sword.
The hijacker laughed dryly, and praised almost sarcastically: "His Majesty the Emperor really has a good word...... Next, please give us an order and let these Jinwu guards give us a way out! ”
At this time, the chaos at the foot was temporarily suspended, and a large number of forbidden troops rushed into the temple, although the crowd was crowded and noisy, but it was still a little bit to clear the rebels and thieves one by one.
Before the survivors of the catastrophe could catch their breath, the emperor shouted in a deep voice: "It's ridiculous! You are assassinating and rebelling in the palace, and you still want a way to live?! ”
When the assassin saw his sudden thunderous anger, he was also not afraid, "We follow the example of Zhuzhu Yurang, and we already have the intention of dying, but now that we have chips in hand, we don't have to die in vain." ”
"Chips?!"
The emperor smiled coldly, and there was a sense of contempt in Qingjun's eyebrows, "What kind of powerful bargaining chip is a small palace maid?!" ”
"Is she really an ordinary little palace maid? I'm afraid not! ”
The assassin sneered in a low voice and said meaningfully: "Long live is really powerful, no matter how much you go up and down in your heart, your face is calm and ......calm."
"It's just that if I really get up and down, this cowardly beauty like a flower and jade, I'm afraid that I'm going to be in a different place, and at that time, long live it...... I can't regret it! ”
After speaking, his eyes suddenly flashed with a fanatical light, and he shouted, "Get out of the way!" ”
The blade of the sword became heavier and heavier, a long wound was cut on the snow neck, and the bright red blood dripped to the ground, reflecting the emperor's eyes, and his heart couldn't help but ache faintly.
The forbidden army was brightly armoured, and their swords, guns, swords, and halberds shimmered in the light of the lamps and candles, and they surrounded the throne, deaf to the clamor of the assassins.
Seeing that the emperor was as immobile as a mountain, the assassin knew that he had no luck, gritted his teeth, glanced at the slender woman in his palm, and was about to cut it down with a sword—
At the moment of life and death, Baojin no longer cares about Taoguang and obscurity, ten fingers roll up his sleeves, and the silver needle in his palm will shoot out in the next moment!
The qi in the hall was frozen to the extreme at this moment, and the hall was silent, and even the sound of people's breathing could be heard.
"Stop."
The emperor's low drink finally broke the silence.
His voice was calm, but with an imperceptible gloom and helplessness—
Eventually...... Still ruthless!
He sighed secretly and ordered, "Let them out of the temple!" ”
"The emperor can't ......!"
The leader of the forbidden army shouted in a trembling voice, and then, he was glanced at by the emperor faintly, and he suddenly didn't dare to say anything more.
The soldiers of the forbidden army were full of unwillingness, and put away their swords and guns to vacate the space of one person.
The two assassins, along with the kidnapped Baojin, walked slowly out of the palace in full view of everyone.
In the open space outside the hall, the torches lit by the pine in the hands of the soldiers illuminated the night sky as bright as day. The tide of people surrounded the trio.
"You can leave...... But leave her behind! ”
The emperor led the crowd out of the palace, his eyes were blazing, not angry and self-imposing, and the fire-colored sky light reflected in his eyes, like a god in the dark night, which made people frightened.
The captor ignored him, and the other coughed, wiped the blood from his lips, and sneered:
"Hooray, it's a joke - as soon as we let go, we'll be shot like honeycombs, so let's let this girl give us a-"
Before the last word "Cheng" could be spoken, he saw that in the night firelight, a white shadow flashed, shooting into his throat like a meteor!
The snow-white feather feathers were pure and elegant, penetrating the throat with incomparable accuracy, and the blood burst out, staining this cleanliness!
This turned into elbows and armpits, no one expected, everyone exclaimed in unison, and couldn't help but raise their eyes to look at the eaves.
On the eaves in the distance, the glazed tiles shine under the moon, blurring in a trance.
In the starry night, there is a figure without light smoke, standing proudly on the top of the eaves.
The longbow in her hand was drawn angrily, and her sassy figure seemed to be frozen and eternal in the night.