The other side of the royal city.

In front of the execution table where Mu Weiyang and the others were, there was already a mess at this moment.

The men and horses from Leng Liuyan surrounded the entire tower next to the execution platform at some point, and even several personal eunuchs of Nangong Xiu, the king of Hanyan in the tower, held swords and set up Nangong Xiu.

"You, you?!" Nangong Xiu saw that his personal person suddenly turned against him at this time, and his angry beard was about to rise.

The guards on the periphery of the high platform originally wanted to rush to the rescue, but they were cut down to the ground by several companions after taking a few steps, and then the men and horses under the high platform rushed up.

After half an hour of fighting, Leng Liuyan's manpower gradually gained the upper hand.

More importantly, Nangong Xiu's personal guards, because of the emergence of many traitors, eventually caused them to no longer be able to trust each other as before, thus allowing Leng Liuyan's people to seize the opportunity.

"Leng Liuyan! How daring! Nangong Xiu drank loudly.

Leng Liuyan smiled faintly: "Yes, if you don't have the courage, how dare this king do this?" ”

"You, you!"

Leng Liuyan ignored Nangong Xiu's abuse, and his eyes coldly swept over the other princes and nobles of Hanyan who were also standing on the high platform, as well as the powerful ministers: "You guys, do you want to save the driver?" ”

Leng Liuyan's voice was upturned at the end, like a question sentence, but it seemed to be mocking.

Those courtiers looked at Leng Liuyan and the long knife in his hand, and looked at each other.

Just when everyone was hesitating, at the end of the crowd, an old man walked out firmly.

When he pushed through the crowd, many people noticed that he was also here.

This old man, who was originally not taken seriously, had been mixed all his life, and was still just a hereditary nobleman, walked step by step to the middle of the crowd and Leng Liuyan.

The old man looked at Leng Liuyan and then at everyone present.

He folded his hands and circled around him to salute, and then said, "Monarch, minister, father, son." Ministers or ministers, although there is millet, I have to eat all? ”

After the old man's words were finished, everyone was silent, but Leng Liuyan laughed: "Monarch, minister, father, son? Look at this Nangong Xiu, does he look like a gentleman? ”

The old man shook his head: "Don't talk about ......"

Before the old man's words were finished, Leng Liuyan said disdainfully: "Old man, since this Nangong Xiu ascended the throne, what kind of life has my Dahan Yanguo lived?!" Any country and a nobleman can trample us under our feet and bully us at will! This is all something that everyone has experienced, and what is he Nangong Xiu doing?! All he knew was to stay in the royal city and be in the company of those Taoist immortals. Has he ever thought about my Han Yanguo, about our courtiers, about the life and death of these people?! ”

Leng Liuyan's words made everyone present gradually convinced, and they seemed to start to feel that Leng Liuyan's words were correct.

The old man is still so determined.