"Tick, tick, tick......"

The seventh princess, who was tightly guarded by King Han, heard a strange sound at this time, and the wrist she was grabbed by King Han in her hand also seemed to be clammy and cold, with a trace of strange stickiness, so that she couldn't care about looking at Jing Chenyao, and retracted her gaze to look at her wrist, but this look was taken again, her wrist was bright red, it was blood.

The blood not only stained her wrists red, but also kept dripping downward, and the strange sound she heard just now was the sound of blood dripping on the ground!

Is the King of Cold injured?

The Seventh Princess was extremely surprised, but without waiting for her to ask, King Han let go of his hand and sent her to the arms of the queen on the side, and he himself took out a square scarf, wrapped it twice on the palm of his hand at will, and walked in the direction where Ye Zhanli was, and it was at this time that the Seventh Princess noticed that he was holding his own dagger in his hand, which should have been inserted in her own chest!

What's going on?

The seventh princess thought in confusion, but her body had been tightly held in the arms of the queen, the queen was so hard, as if she was almost rubbing her whole into her arms, and then the seventh princess felt in a daze that the pain in her chest seemed to be not as painful as the wound cut by the dagger on the side of her neck, could it ......

Thinking of the wound and dagger in King Han's hand, the Seventh Princess suddenly understood something.

"I want you all to bury me, hahahaha......"

Is Jing Chenyao crazy, he actually wants everyone to die with him and bury him with him, civil and military officials, concubines and queens, and emperors, almost everyone was stunned, only Jing Chenyao's crazy laughter echoed in the entire Taiji Palace!

King Han immediately signaled his people to check the situation at the entrance of the Taiji Palace, trying to move the things blocking the entrance of the Taiji Palace, or open a passage, but they found nothing, and they were helpless against the things blocking the door.

King Han and Ye Zhanli glanced at each other, nodded slightly, and the two of them moved forward, carrying ten percent of their strength, and blasted at the thing blocking the door, but they were shocked to find that they had not shaken the thing for half a minute!

It's something similar to the Broken Dragon Stone, and unless you find a mechanism, it's impossible to open it with external force!

Immediately someone moved his mind to the window, the door could not get out, everyone walked through the window, but the man walked to the window, his fingers just touched the window, and before he could push open a gap, the man suddenly let out a miserable scream and fell to the ground, rolling back and forth on the ground, and spit out black blood from his mouth, and then black blood also flowed out of his nostrils and ears, and he actually bled to death from the seven orifices.

Now, anyone understands that the window has been smeared with poison!

King Han's cold eyes flickered slightly, and he whispered a word in Chang Xin's ear, only to see Chang Xin grab a copper furnace in the hall and throw it at the window hard, "bang", the window sash was broken, everyone's eyes lit up, and then they fell into deep despair.

I saw that although the window was smashed by the copper furnace, the copper furnace did not rush out of the window and fall outside, as they expected, but was blocked by something, but it rebounded back and fell into the temple, and rolled on the ground several times.

Everyone's eyes were firmly fixed on the broken window, but they saw that the outside of the window was covered with a layer of iron and non-iron net, and it was that thing that blocked the copper furnace from breaking out of the window.

This Taiji Hall is the place where the emperor used to go to the court, built extremely strong, in addition to the doors and windows, it is absolutely impossible to break through the wall with bare hands, at this time the door is blocked and can't get out, in addition to the poison at the window, there is an indestructible net, they really can't get out.

Death, it seems, is their only end!

"Hahahaha......"

Jing Chenyao's wild laughter continued, he didn't seem to want to get out alive, holding the long sword that was withdrawn from Qing Mama's body in his hand, he cut it when he saw someone, and several people under his own hands were injured by him, and everyone had to retreat, leaving Jing Chenyao alone in the center of the hall.

Jing Chenyao laughed wildly as he walked to the dragon chair, then sat on the dragon chair, and looked at everyone below.

"What I can't get, no one can think of! This throne will always belong to me! You ......" Jing Chenyao pointed at the emperor with the long sword dripping with blood in his hand, and pointed at King Han and the others, "Even if you go to the underworld, you are all defeated by me, and you must surrender to me!" ”

Then, with a "poof", Jing Chenyao plunged the long sword in his hand into the masonry at his feet, listening to the long sword that was still shaking, making an unwilling humming sound, his face with a fierce but happy smile, and said: "I am with you, waiting for the horn of death to blow, how about it?" ”

"Click......

It was the beat of Jing Chenyao's boots, and it was like the sound of an hourglass, everyone was frightened and helpless waiting for death to come, but the Han King and Ye Zhanli gathered together, racking their brains to find a way to rush out.

I don't know how long it took, it seemed like a moment, and it seemed like a long, long time, so long that even Jing Chenyao was puzzled, he glanced out a little uneasily, and then raised his hand slightly, something shot out of his wrist, and flew straight to the broken window.

There was a crisp sound of "bang", and when the thing was about to fly out of the window, it was nailed to the wall next to it by a dagger, and a long whip was slowly withdrawn, but it turned out that the king of Han threw out the dagger in his hand at this critical moment and intercepted the signal.

The scarlet color in Jing Chenyao's eyes was even more obvious, and when he looked at the Cold King, it was as if he was jumping with a dark and vicious flame, wanting to choose someone to devour at any time.

"Jing Mohan, do you think you can stop me? You can stop my signal, but you can't stop the explosives from exploding! Jing Haoxuan, Jing Mohan...... None of you can stop me! ”

Accompanied by Jing Chenyao's cruel words, a series of roaring sounds suddenly sounded outside the Taiji Palace, and the entire Taiji Hall shook with it!

Seeing this, many people really began to panic, and some people even couldn't stand the pressure, and began to kneel on the ground and beg Jing Chenyao to let Jing Chenyao spare them, but Jing Chenyao looked crazy at this time, how could he ignore them, seeing them so embarrassed, he began to laugh happily.

"Hahaha...... All of you have to die! ”

"Boom!"

Accompanied by Jing Chenyao's vicious voice as if coming from hell, an even louder roar came from outside, and many people's faces turned pale with "swish", and even screamed silently, death seemed to be coming.

However, the next moment, a cold wind suddenly poured in, blowing everyone shivered, only to find that the Taiji Hall did not seem to be blown up as they expected, no walls collapsed, no gravel flew sideways, some were just cold snow blown in with the cold wind, and there were ......

A figure, stepping on the white snow, riding the cold wind, came slowly behind the gradually opening Broken Dragon Stone, the deep night outside, people couldn't see each other's faces clearly, some were just wearing ice blue, revealing the cold of the forest, and the white hair dancing with the wind!

Hair?

King Han instantly understood who the person who appeared at the door, he had always been cold, even when he was trapped in the Taiji Hall just now, and could only wait for death, he had never had a discolored face, and suddenly showed a trace of excitement, he took a step forward and opened his mouth to shout: "Fifth brother!" ”

When everyone heard this, they were all shocked, fifth brother? King Ling Jing Mo Feng?

Especially Jing Chenyao, staring at the figure at the door, there was extreme disbelief, how could Jing Mofeng appear here, didn't he go to Yunzhou City? Obviously, the people under his command sent back the news, Jing Mofeng took people to Yunzhou City, how could he rush back to the capital!

Jing Mofeng's face was as pale as paper as his dancing white hair, and when he heard King Han's shout, he showed a faint smile, which was almost invisible, a pair of ink eyes flowed slightly, but the light in them made everyone tremble in unison, and even King Han paused.

What kind of gaze is that?

It is deep, like a bottomless abyss, from which emerges a cold air like Yama, and it is full of dead silence, without the slightest breath of freshness, as if the owner of this gaze has long since died, and is not a living person!

"Fifth brother, ...... you" King Han was surprised, although he had heard someone describe Jing Mofeng's current appearance, he never thought that when he really saw someone, it would make him so shocked in the bottom of his heart.

This kind of Jing Mofeng is something that King Han has never seen, even Concubine Rou passed away, and even Jing Mofeng has never had such a great change when he finds out the truth little by little, at this moment, King Han suddenly completely understands what kind of position Ling Qingrui is in Jing Mofeng's heart, it is really more important than his own life!

However, Ling Qingrui is so important, Ling Qingrui fell off the cliff, although Jing Mofeng was dead, he still rushed back to the capital under such circumstances, how painful his heart should be!

King Han held his hands tightly, the injured hand to save the Seventh Princess, the wound broke open again, and the blood flowed down, but he didn't seem to be aware of it, but he just strode in front of Jing Mofeng, reached out and pinched Jing Mofeng's shoulder slightly.

A touch of bright red was left on Jing Mofeng's shoulder, Jing Mofeng's gaze swept from above, and a touch of warmth crossed his eyes, but it was fleeting, he raised his eyes to look at Jing Chenyao, who was sitting on the dragon chair and couldn't react.

"Jing Chenyao," Jing Mofeng spoke, his voice like his ink pupils, filled with the dead silence of all thoughts, "Whether you want to sit on the throne, or want to drag everyone to bury you, or even if you want to die yourself, I will not let you get your wish." As long as I am here, you ......"

Jing Mofeng said word by word: "Don't think about it!" ”

Because......