"What do I want?" Murong Conflict suddenly got up and smashed the wine glass to pieces, as if he was about to smash those cruel memories, he pointed at Xibao and roared, "Ever since I saw your father, I have secretly sworn that as long as I live, I will definitely get it back tenfold and hundredfold." ”

"Murong Chong......" Xibao was startled by the vicious and rude words, and quickly got up and took a step back.

"It doesn't matter if it's him, as long as it's someone related to him, he has to pay the price."

"......" Xibao stared at Murong Chong's resentful and hateful face, gradually approaching.

"Xibao, I'll give you a gift."

He suddenly lowered his voice again, and the smile on his lips curled up like a ghost. After staggering the red-robed wife, he walked to the door and took a foul-mouthed flower pot.

Xibao's eyes moved, and when he saw the flower pot, his heart sank, and there was a slight blood stain on the corner of the flower pot's mouth.

"Xibao, catch it." When the words fell, Murong Chong threw the flower pot to Xibao.

"Ahh

The flower pot fell to the ground and fell to pieces, and the heads inside rolled out, stopping between the two of them. It was a woman's head, and her well-maintained face could still be discerned through the blood stains on her face.

She is the Helan clan, she is the mother of Tuoba! And what about Tuoba? Where is he?

"Y-what did you do to them......" Hee-po held on to the table and couldn't help but scream at her newlyweds.

Murong Chong spread out his hands indifferently, and said helplessly, "I originally planned to let him live longer, but I didn't expect him to escape, so don't blame me for making a move." ”

"Tuoba...... What did you do with Tuoba? ”

Murong Chong raised his eyebrows and said regretfully, "Of course I killed it." ”

"What, you killed him? Bastard! Xibao roared, and suddenly grabbed the wine jug on the table out of control and smashed it like Murong Chong.

Murong Chong quickly turned sideways and easily dodged, and the wine jug smashed on the door, shattering to the ground like a future. Looking at the head on the ground, her unclosed eyes still reflected the light of hesitation, resentment, and unwillingness.

"Oh, why are you so excited?" Xibao's roar only made Murong Chong more proud of his masterpiece, "Don't you like him, I also asked you specifically." ”

Xi Bao held on to the last shred of reason, gritted his teeth and said, "He is a hostage of Daiguo, you can't kill him." ”

Murong Chong shook his head indifferently and whispered, "I know." However, it was already too late. ”

"Bastard, you don't want to die!" Xibao roared loudly and overturned the seat, tears rolling down her eyes any longer.

"Don't get angry too soon, there's more fun waiting for you to find out."

"What the hell do you want to do, you brute?"

"What do I want to do?" Murong Chong spread out his palms, clenched them slowly, and said fiercely, "I don't want to do anything, I just want to get back everything I have, and punish the person who killed my Dayan back then." ”

Xibao looked at the person in front of him and gradually became hideous, "You, what else have you done?" ”

Murong Chong seemed to be very interested, hooked the corners of his mouth, turned around and slowly opened the door, "Xibao, I will give you the right to go outside and have a look, you will definitely be very excited." ”

As the two doors were opened, the thick smell of blood came to my face, and before I saw the scene outside, I felt that it was already a hell.

Xibao ran out of the house, and through the eaves, he saw a raging fire in the direction of the front hall, and there were many places with billowing smoke.

"No, how so? Prince, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince...... "Xibao immediately thought of another person, Murong Chong took advantage of the situation with bad intentions, and at this moment, only His Royal Highness the Crown Prince can make the last struggle.

Thinking that she immediately ran to the front hall, behind her was Murong Chong shouting, "Xibao, this is our wedding gift, enjoy it slowly." ”

Running along the eaves of the corridor all the way to the front hall, the smell of blood became stronger and stronger on the way, and the corpses were piled up more and more, including many concubines and palace people she knew.

Xibao ran to the main hall where she had just worshipped, only to see that the hall was in a mess, full of corpses and stumps, and rivers of blood.

The princes and ministers who were invited to come almost died here, and even the dragon chairs in the main hall were stained with blood.

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, Father Emperor...... The queen ......" Hee-bo cried out among the messy corpses.

Seeing the corpses of these princes and ministers, Xibao could even hear the sound of a country collapsing. Without these people, when the morning sun rises tomorrow, this great dynasty will be paralyzed.

This grand and lavish wedding has become their grave with no return.

Murong Chong...... Murong Chong didn't come to marry, he came to be the emperor! He was just going to let the country die in wailing and then take its place.

"Prince, His Royal Highness the Prince......" Xibao did not find the heroic man among the many corpses, and she immediately ran out of the hall with a glimmer of hope.

"Come on, come on...... there is nothing outside the hall except for one corpse after another, and blood all over the ground, "Come on...... Has anyone seen His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. ”

It was completely baptized by slaughter, and they were dying while she was still covered with Hipa.

Through the starlight, you can see the black smoke billowing in the sky, and the entire Chang'an Chengnei can imagine that it is already a magnificent bloodthirsty purgatory.

"No, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince...... "The more corpses pass by, the more Hee-bo's emotions get out of control.

When passing by a red wall, Hee-po froze, and there was a feeling of evil in his chest.

The walls were covered with corpses, but they hung in a way she had never seen before.

The corpses had been cut into pieces, then roped around the pieces and then snapped to their heads. It's like a pork merchant on the street, hanging pork for sale.

And those people are not ordinary people.

Hee-po endured the feeling of vomiting and walked slowly along the opposing walls, and the people hanging on them were all members of the royal family. She saw the talented Eighth Emperor Philip and other siblings. When she walked to the middle of the red wall, she finally found His Royal Highness the Crown Prince Fu Hong.

His body had been divided into six parts, the cut edges of the body were still dripping blood, and his eyes were glaring angrily, full of anger and unwillingness.

"Brother......" Xibao couldn't control it anymore, and fell to his knees with a roar, in pain like ten thousand arrows piercing his heart. Tears rolled down like pearls with broken threads.

It was His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, who was hung on the wall like a pig and a dog.

"Brother, brother......" Xibao called out to his relatives like an ordinary girl, but the man didn't respond, just dripping blood.

Heavens, is this the disaster of the destruction of the country, is this the deepest despair?