But at this moment, in the outermost layer of the Izumo Imperial Palace, Yong'an Gate, sixteen royal guards who had just completed the changing of the guard stood straight on both sides of the gate with sharp spears in their hands. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Their squad leader is called Su Hao, who is a mid-congenital martial artist, and he takes good care of his guards on weekdays.

At this moment, autumn is getting stronger, although the warriors are not afraid of cold and heat, Su Hao still encouraged the brothers on duty late at night:

"Brothers, His Majesty the Emperor is holding a banquet in the Lama Palace today, we have to cheer up, and when we finish standing guard, I will invite everyone to go to Nanjie Shabu mutton!"

"Brother Hao is mighty!!"

Excited smiles appeared on the faces of the royal guards.

Although they will never enjoy the wealth and glory of Lama Temple in their lifetime, their loyalty to His Majesty the Emperor and Izumo Province in their hearts is enough for them to enjoy the comfort that belongs to them.

That's when it happened.

A sudden cold wind blew Su Hao's neck.

Kindness?

Out of the keen intuition of the warrior, he turned around and looked at the end of Yong'anmen Street, and under his eyes, there was a group of people about dozens of people, surrounded by a carriage slowly walking towards this side.

It's so late, who still has such a big battle?

It was just a moment of confusion, and Su Hao suddenly saw a few cold stars flashing in the opposite team, like several lightning bolts exploding in the night.

Not good!!

"There are enemies!!"

Su Hao was startled, and instinctively turned his head to turn around and shout.

But it was too late.

At the moment of turning around, a black figure that had already lurked on the roof of Yong'an Gate had fallen like thunder.

Swish.

The blood-bright sword light stabbed people in the night, and the speed was far beyond Su Hao's imagination.

A knife.

Su Hao was directly split with a blood mark from his neck to his lower abdomen, and then the blood plasma sprayed into the sky.

"Brother Hao!!"

Su Hao saw that his fifteen brothers had just opened their mouths and wanted to call their names, but almost at the same time, ten of them were pierced through their throats by the cold star that had just exploded.

The other five were directly cut off by a terrible knife that cut off the arteries in their necks.

Belch...... Belch......

Su Hao's ears were full of the unwilling gasps of his brothers before they died.

"Guarantee, Guarantee...... Protect...... The Emperor ......"

Those loyal warriors desperately wanted to shout, trying to give the palace a final alarm.

But alas...... The people who came were too strong, and the means were too ruthless.

Su Hao desperately wanted to use his last strength to pull the alarm tube on his waist, but unfortunately, a long knife on his head that was already stained with blood cut off his last life.

The hand rises and falls, and the head rolls.

In less than ten seconds, an elite team of royal guards became corpses, and with their innate powerhouses, they couldn't even make a sound before they died.

Squeak squeak.

The carriage sounded, and the death-like procession came to the palace gate.

There were about fifty people in the entire team, but the terrible thing was that these fifty people were all at the level of combat power in the late innate stage, and each of them was a supreme master who could be compared to the commander of the Izumo Kingdom's guards.

There are two of them, and the breath on their bodies is like a mountain and a river, so majestic that people can't even look up.

There is only one person, whose breath is weak, and at this moment this person is respectfully opening the curtain of the carriage and respectfully reporting to the people in the carriage:

"Master Shangguan, the palace gate has been cleaned and you can enter. ”

A pair of powerful feet stepped on the ground, and at this moment, it was as if an endless sea of molten blood poured out of the carriage.

The owner of this pair of feet slowly walked towards the palace gate, and along the way, the masters behind him had already put the corpses of Su Hao and others into the Qiankun bag, and a few people dressed up as royal guards and stood at the door.

Everything, very well prepared.

The person who reported before was even more confident and gloomy in his words: "The royal guards' patrol route villains are very clear, let's go all the way in, it won't cause any movement......"

The group walked into Yong'an Gate with a swagger.

A bloody disaster began to spread to the Lama Temple, which was singing and dancing at the moment.

......

In the Lama Temple.

The lights are brilliant.

This time, the royal family of Izumo gave the Wen family and Lin Yang extremely high standard treatment, in the main hall of the Lama Palace, Lin Wei sat on the east side of the chief on behalf of the royal family, and Wen Dingtian was actually arranged to be the chief on the west side, and the status was unheard of.

Chen Chaoge, as the Nine Emperor Princes, was arranged in the second seat on the east side, the enemy of heaven and earth, and his opposite was Lin Yang.

When the two sat down, their eyes inevitably intertwined.

Lin Yang once again saw the gloomy light flashing in Chen Chaoge's eyes, like a hungry and thirsty wolf, trying to pounce on him.

Chen Chaoge was sneering and roaring in his heart.

After a while, he could chop Lin Yang into pieces with his own hands to avenge his father.

But Lin Yang didn't seem to notice all this at all.

He was like a calm old monk, his eyes were staggered, he just looked at the table in front of him silently, completely ignoring Chen Chaoge's murderous eyes.

Chen Chaoge spewed out a breath of cold air from his nose, and in his heart he laughed at Lin Yang.

When death comes, I don't know it.

The reason why he was so confident was only because the strength of their side tonight was enough to bloodied everyone present.

Now it's time for the conspiracy drama they're ready to begin.

Everyone sat still, and within a moment, they heard a burst of salute and music, and the chamberlain announced in a loud voice: "Your Majesty has arrived!"

Everyone hurriedly got up and bowed.

A group of people walked out of the rear of the main hall, led by the current emperor of the Izumo Dynasty, Lin Haoyuan.

Lin Haoyuan can be called the generation of saints of Izumo Province.

Since their Lin family established Izumo Country 1,700 years ago, it has gone through ten generations, and Lin Haoyuan's generation has worked hard to make the country prosperous, if it is not limited by regional resources, I am afraid that the current Izumo Country even has the strength to call the kingdom.

Lin Haoyuan's reputation among the people is also excellent.

For three consecutive years, the Izumo country has reduced its burden and taxes, the people live and work in peace and contentment, and everyone supports the royal family of the Lin family from the bottom of their hearts, otherwise it would not have attracted so much attention when the Nine Emperor Prince Lin Yang returned.

Now, Lin Yang finally met the Ming Jun in the hearts of the people, the outstanding emperor in the history of Izumo Province, and the father who once abandoned their mother and son.

Looking closely, Lin Haoyuan's face is somewhat similar to Lin Yang, although he is nearly middle-aged, he can vaguely see the chic taste of the past.

The bridge of his nose is very straight, symbolizing the perseverance of character, his eyes are far and deep, and he seems to be able to see through the soul at a glance, especially the smile on the corner of his mouth, which seems to be like Lin Yang, as if everything in heaven and earth is under his control.

This is Lin Haoyuan.

But isn't that right?

Lin Yang looked up at his father and quickly noticed the abnormality.

When he checked Lin Haoyuan's cultivation with his fiery eyes, he couldn't see the slightest fluctuation of spiritual power in the other party's body.

My father is a mortal?

How is this possible?

Lin Yangzai carefully glanced at Lin Haoyuan, and really didn't see any sign of the existence of spiritual power, which couldn't help but surprise him very much.

A mortal, if he rules a powerful nation?

Is it just his wisdom?

It's really incredible.

On the high platform of the main hall, Lin Haoyuan walked to the throne, he didn't seem to notice Lin Yang's peeping, smiled faintly, and waved his hand: "All the ministers are flat, sit down and talk." ”

"Thank you, Your Majesty!" the people sat down.

Lin Haoyuan first said an opening remark to all the important ministers of Izumo Province, the content of which is to commend everyone for their hard work in daily work, and the future of Izumo Province requires us to work together.

At the end of his speech, he changed his words and led today's topic to Lin Yang: "Of course, the development of Izumo, in addition to relying on the dedication of all the humerus pillars, also needs the addition of fresh blood, a month ago, we have been here to commend the Wen clan where the Wen patriarch belongs to the contribution to our country in refining weapons, today, we want to solemnly commend the real heroes behind these contributions - Lin Yi, Elder Lin!!"

Wow!

Full applause.

Lin Yi's contribution to the Cloud Country is not insignificant, and all the people present are loyal ministers and pillars who are looking forward to the take-off of the Izumo Kingdom, and they are not stingy in applauding Lin Yang.

Except, of course, Chen Chaoge.

The skin clapped his hands with a smile, but his eyes swept to the door of the main hall from time to time, as if waiting for something to happen.

"Lin Yi, come, the widow toasts you, if Izumo can have a few more young heroes like you, why worry about my country's bad luck!"

Lin Haoyuan officially opened today's banquet.

He picked up the wine in the cup and raised it to Lin Yang from afar, who stood up and respectfully greeted Lin Haoyuan with both hands holding the wine glass.

"Thank you, Your Majesty. ”

Swish.

The eyes of the Lin father and son finally met in the air at this moment.

Time seemed to stop at this second.

I don't know why, when Lin Yang looked at Lin Haoyuan, he inevitably had a complex emotion in his heart.

He never met his father.

Of course, he longed for fatherly love.

But he inevitably has a natural hatred for this man who abandoned his wife and children.

At this moment, he wanted to go up and ask the man on the high platform loudly:

Why did you leave me and my mother behind?

Why are you so old and dizzy, a fake prince can't tell the difference?

You...... You......

Even though Lin Yang had the supreme memory of the Fire Heavenly Emperor in his body, when he looked at Lin Haoyuan at the first glance, the emotion that blood was thicker than water still made him a little trance.

"Hehe, Lin Yi, come, let's have this drink. ”

On the throne, Lin Haoyuan smiled happily, and no one could see the taste behind his smile.

Goo-dong.

Both of them drank the wine in their glasses to their heart's content.

After this cup, Lin Haoyuan held two more cups, the second cup toasted the entire Wen family, and the third cup toasted all the ministers.

After three cups, it's time for the feast.

The atmosphere of the banquet was like a flame, ready to burn.

But a cold voice poured down directly like cold water, instantly making the audience fall into silence:

"The country is in trouble, and the emperor still has such leisure to drink and have fun here!"