"Yes, Your Majesty!"

Two guards of the Imperial Forest Army walked in from outside the hall and knelt on one knee to receive the order.

"I'm going to go." Seeing the guards of the Imperial Forest Army getting up and approaching him, Jing'an Hou flicked his sleeves, dropped a sentence in a cold voice, and turned around to walk towards the door of the palace.

After thinking about it for a night last night, although he didn't finally figure out what was wrong with King Lu who appeared in the palace, he just felt that that person was not King Lu, but should be King Qi.

Therefore, he decided that even if he lost his life this morning, he would not congratulate the king of False Lu on his succession.

"Wait."

The light but majestic voice slowly came into everyone's ears from outside the main hall.

Everyone couldn't help but turn their heads to look at the door.

I saw an inky figure, shining in the morning sun, slowly walking over from outside the hall.

The aura of excellence emanating from that person's body couldn't help but attract everyone's attention, and the morning sun poured on him seemed to be dim.

Twilight, how did Twilight end up here?

Seeing the jade lotus mask covering their faces, everyone was stunned for a moment.

This is the legendary murder without blinking, the owner of Qingfeng Mansion at night!

- The Night Emperor!

Receiving this realization, the bodies of everyone kneeling on the ground trembled slightly, they wanted to shout, wanted to get up and escape from the Taiji Palace, but their throats seemed to be blocked by something invisible, and their bodies seemed to be nailed to the floor, and they couldn't make a sound in their mouths, even if they couldn't move.

Suddenly, the sky darkened, the morning sun faded, and a strong wind rose.

The man's black shirt made a hunting sound in the wind.

"Lord Twilight, I'm afraid this is not the place you should be!"

Xuanyuan Qing was panicked in his heart, but he forcibly suppressed this unprovoked panic, his expression was calm, and he stared at Xuanyuan Modao.

"Really?" The corners of Xuanyuanmo's lips hooked slightly, and he elegantly took off the mask on his face, and said, "In this case, can I come here?" He said very slowly, staring at Xuanyuan Qing's eyebrows, full of sarcasm: "No matter how the imposter is disguised, he is an impostor, so you don't have to pretend to be here anymore." ”

When he boarded, the hundred officials kneeling on the ground had cold sweat on their foreheads.

It turned out that the new monarch who was standing in a high position was really the King of Qi in the mouth of Jing'an Hou.

He is not King Lu, not His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.

What to do? What should I do now?

King Lu and Twilight turned out to be the same person.

Some timid officials were so frightened that they became palaces*.

Xuanyuan hated, he was already afraid of Twilight from the bottom of his heart, but what he didn't expect was that Twilight was the fool he hated to death.

Everything before, the fool was disguised, disguised for everyone to see, so that he could secretly accumulate strength against him and the queen mother.

He must not be angry, and at this time he must not be angry and mess with himself.

So, he still said in the tone of the emperor: "Fourth brother, have you forgotten what your father said, if you are not summoned by the holy decree, you are not allowed to leave the fiefdom?" "As long as he doesn't admit it, who can know that he is the king of Qi and not the king of Lu.

"Death, bring Princess Qi in!" Don't you recognize your identity? Xuanyuan Mo sneered in his heart, when your princess appears in the main hall, you can't help but admit it, hum!

He stood with his hands in his hands, and the expression on his face could not have been calmer.

"Wang, lord, the concubine body is not deliberately let it, let the night, oh no, the concubine body is not deliberately caught by King Lu......"

Princess Leyou was carried to the center of the hall, knelt on the ground, and looked up at Xuanyuan Qing with a frightened face.

She was afraid, afraid that Xuanyuan Qing would be angry because she did not obey the order and left Lingzhou without authorization, and she was even more afraid that she would be caught by Xuanyuan Mo, causing Xuanyuan Qing to abandon her in the palace.

She couldn't afford to lose face.

She's the princess of Daqi!

As a result, she was flustered and spoke incoherently.

This time, it was undoubtedly confirmed that Xuanyuan Qing was the king of Qi, and the hundred officials lowered their heads even more in fear, trembling all over.

"If you don't want to die, get out of the palace immediately!"

Xuanyuan Mo swept the hundred officials kneeling in the hall and said in disgust.

I have never seen anything in the world, and this small battle is terrifying*, if the great enemy is present, will not he betray his family and country early.

Hmph, there will be a chance to clean them up in the future.

"Yes, yes, Your Majesty!" The body of the hundred officials kneeling on the ground turned to Xuanyuan Mo, kowtowed, hurriedly got up from the ground, and hurriedly walked out towards the entrance of the palace.

They thought that if they changed their name to flattery, Xuanyuan Mo would let them go of the fact that they had no eyes today, and mistakenly recognized King Qi as the new king.

However, whether to let it go or not, only Xuanyuan Mo knows by himself, how can they guess.

For a moment, there were only a few people left in the main hall.

"Jing'an Hou, Shuang'er is outside the palace, you go over and take care of her."

Xuanyuan Mo saw Jing'an Hou passing by and whispered.

Jing Anhou nodded, didn't say anything superfluous, and walked towards the door of the hall.

"I let you go again and again, I never thought that I would raise a tiger to make you secretly hurt her, you say, how can I let you die so that I can relieve the anger in my heart?" Finding that Xuanyuan Qing listened to his words and wanted to use his true qi to make a move, Xuanyuan Mo smiled mockingly, and said: "Just your little kung fu, it is also worthy of showing it in front of me, believe it or not, I can make you lose your ashes with a wave of my sleeves?" ”

Xuanyuan Qing's fists clenched in his sleeves, and when he heard Xuanyuan Mo's words, he paused when he was about to step down the steps.

The confidence exuded by the other party made him suddenly feel that if he really fought against him, he would not be sure of winning at all.

This is terrible, there is no certainty, where does the fighting spirit come from, without the fighting spirit, it is better to admit defeat directly.

But, how can this work?

He doesn't want to admit defeat, he doesn't want to fall short.

Even if he died, he had to fight with him, besides, didn't he still have the trump card of Ling Wushuang, and he wouldn't dare to do anything to him.

"Don't talk nonsense, if you have the ability, you can compete and talk about it!" As he spoke, the true qi in his body began to operate, but before he could send out his palm power, Xuanyuan Mo raised his hand lightly, and with a flick of his fingers, a dazzling white light spread out from under his hand, and along with that white light, dozens of silver needles attacked him together.

Xuanyuan Mo's face was extremely solemn, staring at the white light wrapped in those silver needles and invading Xuanyuan Qing's body.

With a muffled snort, Xuanyuan Qing stumbled under his feet, took a few steps back, and finally sat down on the dragon chair he had longed for for a long time.

A bone-chilling pain that consumed every part of his body.

"Doesn't it feel so painful, that you want to die?" Xuanyuan Mo asked him lightly, and then said: "Tell you, just now I only used a little strength to punch dozens of silver needles stained with chronic poison into your body, without me, those silver needles in your body would not have come out at all, now, do you still want to fight with me again?" ”

"Do you think I'm going to be scared?"

Xuanyuan Qing slowly stood up, endured the bone-eroding pain caused by the silver needle in his body, and smiled evilly.

"Hehe, you're not afraid, it's best not to be afraid."

Xuanyuan Mo smiled faintly, and suddenly there was a force in his hand, and he heard a "poof", and a mouthful of blood spurted out of Xuanyuan Qing's mouth.

"Despicable!"

Raising his hand to wipe the blood stains from the corners of his mouth, Xuanyuan Qing cursed Xuanyuan Mo.

"Despicable? Compared to you, how can I be despicable if I am clearly here? ”

Xuanyuan Mo smiled.

He understood, understood that if Xuanyuan Qing did not despair from the bottom of his heart, he would not take action to uproot the evil qi in Ling Wushuang's body for the sake of his life. Therefore, he wanted to torture the other party to beg for mercy, and offered to use the puppet sword again, so that he could safely pull out that evil qi from Ling Wushuang's body.

"Isn't it death, do you think I'll be afraid?"

The light in Xuanyuan Qing's eyes gradually became condensed, and a vague smile overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

Compared to him, the light in Xuanyuan Mo's eyes was colder and sharper.

Dressed in an ink shirt, under the strong cold aura around him, he looks like a demon from hell, but without losing his supreme nobility.

The Demon of Hell, the Emperor of the Night, was nothing more than a title to him.

Anyone who violates his bottom line will be killed by him.

He said that he did not like to kill, and he did not like his hands to be stained with blood; He is also said to be like a god, and sometimes he will show a little mercy.

However, it is not easy for these words to be truly and justly spoken by him.

Unless she, the person he loved in his heart, told him to stop killing, stop staining his hands with blood, and think that he would smile and nod his head and answer the word.

Xuanyuan Qing forced him with words at this moment, did he really think that he would not make a move? Xuanyuan Mo smiled, laughing so loudly that the smile on the corner of Xuanyuan Qing's mouth immediately froze, he waved his hand violently, and the silver needles that invaded Xuanyuan Qing's body seemed to be subjected to a strong magnetic force, rushing out of his body, quickly gathering into a ray of light, and returning to his palm.

"Puff puff!" Xuanyuan Qing spat out three mouthfuls of blood in succession, his tall body suddenly weakened, and he collapsed on the steps paved with jade, and the silver needle detached from his body, which was more painful than the invasion of his body just now, making him lie on the ground and be breathless.

He can't just go down, absolutely not!

He's going to stand up, he must! Even if he died, he didn't want to be half a point shorter in front of a fool, let alone trample on his dignity.

"Hum", as he stood up, he Huo Ran pulled out the soft sword hidden in his body, rose into the air, and attacked Xuanyuan Mo: "Out of the sword!" True Qi agitated, and the sharp sword in his hand suddenly emitted a cold light. Xuanyuan Moyu's eyebrows furrowed slightly, he didn't expect that Xuanyuan Qing was still a hard bone today, and he actually wanted to compete with him again and again.

Well, well, then he can't help but thwart the last bit of self-esteem in his heart.

The sun burst out of the sky again, the sky was as bright as a mirror, and the wind gradually turned into a gentle breeze.

Unexpectedly, just when Xuanyuan Mo showed the sword in his sleeve, the bright canopy seemed to have been subjected to a strong impact, and suddenly darkened again, and the sword light burst out, colliding with the sword qi struck by Xuanyuan Qing, and there was a "boom" sound, and the entire hall was instantly overflowing, and the bright yellow curtains floating on both sides of the hall were shattered into countless strips and flew in the air.

Xuanyuan Qing held the soft sword in his hand, his body couldn't help but shake in the air, he felt how small his strength was in front of Xuanyuan Mo, just like the light emitted by fireflies could not be compared to the light of the moon.

This is indeed not something he can compete with. But he was not discouraged, and he did not feel afraid, so he stopped, quickly changed his moves, and continued to send out a fierce sword qi surging towards Xuanyuan Mo.

"It seems that you really want to fight me to the end, then I will fulfill you." Xuanyuan Mo said lightly, the sword in his hand didn't have any tricks, just waved it so casually, and another wave of strong sword qi collided with the sword light emitted by Xuanyuan Qing's attack, and in an instant, there was a "boom" sound in the hall.

"Master!" Ignoring Jing'an Hou, Qu Lao, and Nanfeng blocking him, Ling Wushuang floated from the outside of the hall to the inner hall, as if he was extremely skilled, and the Xingyue Soul Chasing Sword in his sleeve Huo Ran was bright in his hand.

She blocked in front of Xuanyuan Mo, her slender body stood like a pine and cypress under the surging sword qi, "Shuang'er, dodge quickly!" Xuanyuan Mo hurriedly called Ling Wushuang, took a turn of steps, protected Ling Wushuang behind him, looked at Yan and said, "Protect the princess." ”

"Yes!"

Yan Yi jumped forward, grabbed Ling Wushuang's waist, and floated away from the battle circle between Xuanyuan Mo and Xuanyuan Qing.

The fight in front of her had already frightened Princess Leyou and fell to the floor.

No one cared if she lived or died.

Let her lie on the cold floor and be affected by the sword qi.

As for whether she is dying at the moment, no one knows.

Master?

Not only did she wake up, but she also called the fool her master. What happened in between?

The Ming Huang Dragon Robe on Xuanyuan Qing's body was cut through several openings by Xuanyuan Mo's sword qi at this moment, and the red blood slowly seeped out from the middle coat, but he didn't care about it.

He wondered how Ling Wushuang woke up, and wondered why Ling Wushuang recognized Xuanyuan Mo as his master.

"If you don't want to die, you can solve the puppet swordsmanship on Shuang'er's body."

Xuanyuan Mo withdrew his sword, and with a flick of his hand, he saw that Xuanyuan Qing's body was like a stone falling from the stars, quickly falling from the air* and slamming heavily on the floor. Blood spurted out of Xuanyuan Qing's mouth, turning into countless red rays of light and hitting the sword in his hand. The buzzing sound continued, and he fell to the ground, his face very pale.

The curtain stopped rippling, and the sunlight shone quietly into the hall, covering Xuanyuan Mo's tall figure with a layer of golden light.

He looked down on his defeated generals like a celestial.

When the wind stopped, Xuanyuan Qing's long hair was scattered, and he slowly raised his head to look at Xuanyuan Mo, and said word by word: "I, want, you, die!" "If you want me to die, take the sword in your hand and stand up, and I will accompany you to the end."

Xuanyuan Mo faintly overflowed, and a pair of sharp and deep eyes stared at him fixedly. "I won't pull out the puppet sword qi for her, you're still dead!" Xuanyuan Qing said, a long howl suddenly came out of his mouth, as if he had mustered up his strength, and the sword was raised from the ground and floated in the air. It's not that he has great martial arts, but that Xuanyuan Mo didn't kill him at all.

How can he be allowed to die?

People still need to wait for him to draw out his sword and pull out the evil qi in his body!

There are still a few days before the black qi in the center of the person's eyebrows condenses, and he has time to let him take action and pull out the evil qi on the person's body.

If he wants to continue to suffer from flesh and skin, he will fulfill it as always.

The sword body flew, like a whirlpool of light turned into the Nine Heavens Milky Way, surging around Xuanyuan Qing, rolling up countless ice peaks. A smile appeared on Xuanyuan Qing's bloodshot face, that smile was confident and proud, who could stop such a thin sword momentum?

Unexpectedly, in an instant, his heart became flustered, he saw it, and saw the halo overflowing from Xuanyuan Mo's eyes. The halo was clear and blue, like a clear sky and blue sky. He also had such a halo, yes, he had, when the two brothers were playing together, he chased each other to play together, calling one by one the three emperor brothers, at that time, the light in his eyes was the same as the halo that he saw in Xuanyuan Mo's eyes now.

It's so clear, so ......, no, he saw it wrong, the halo in that person's eyes is clear, far-reaching, and vast, has he ever had it?

No, he didn't.

Xuanyuan Mo's hand slowly raised, towards the countless sharp ice peaks that were covering him.

He seemed to see a petal falling from the sky, and wanted to reach out to catch it.

The hurricane-like spurting sword qi like countless sharp ice peaks was like a flower on a withered branch to him, and it would be caught in the palm of his hand with effortless reach. "Reckless ......"

He spit out two words lightly, and the soft sword in Xuanyuan Qing's hand fell to the floor with a "clang", and then his whole person fell into the air again, lying on the ground.

He coughed up a large mouthful of blood in pain, as if he couldn't stop without coughing up all the blood in his body.

Xuanyuan Mo smiled faintly, raised his hand lightly, and the blood overflowing from his mouth immediately stopped.

Xuanyuan Qing didn't expect Xuanyuan Mo to come to his rescue, he slowly raised his head, crawled towards his sword with difficulty, held the hilt of the sword, pointed at Xuanyuan Mo, and said intermittently: "You, you don't want to, don't think, think that if you don't kill me, I, I will pull out the sword qi on Ling Wushuang's body." It's she who owes, owes, owes me, even if it's death, I want her, I want her to bury me! He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said, "Actually, in fact, it's not that there is no way to save her." "Say."

Xuanyuan Mo's deep eyes exuded a bone-chilling chill.

is so vicious that he even throws away life and death.

What is the use of such a person, no matter how much he threatens and tortures him?

Die, he doesn't want her to die, he doesn't want her to be buried for this despicable man!

Xuanyuan Qing got up, leaned on the column behind him, and almost gritted his teeth and said: "You beg, beg me, beg me to save her, and you have to kneel down, kneel down and beg me!" Then, and then you will break it off on your own, you must, you have to break it yourself, otherwise, even if you ask me, I will not pull it out, pull out the evil spirit from her...... "Lord (Master, His Royal Highness the Prince)! Nanfeng stood in the hall and didn't make a sound, and the eager voices of Ling, Ling, and Jing'an Hou sounded in his ears.

Because Xuanyuan Mo was approaching Xuanyuan Qing step by step, they didn't want to, they didn't want to see the god of the earth in their hearts, kneeling down in front of a despicable villain, Ling Wushuang wanted to rush forward, but was held down by Jing'an Hou and Nanfeng, unable to move. Nanfeng also didn't want to see Xuanyuan Mo's body, and his knees, which were more noble than Wan Jin, knelt down to Xuanyuan Qing.

However, he knew that he was as proud as Xuanyuan Mo, and he would never let himself kneel down for Xuanyuan Qing.

Never!

Walking two steps away from Xuanyuan Qing, Xuanyuan Mo suddenly raised his head.

The clear blue of his eyes faded, replaced by a terrifying red.

He stared at Xuanyuan Qing and said slowly: "As long as I kneel down and beg you, as long as I die, you will pull out the evil qi in your body for Shuang'er?" “

Xuanyuan Qing did not answer.

He felt, felt the man staring at him in front of him, a strong anger and hatred rising in his body, pressing on him. "Answer me."

Xuanyuan Mo's eyes were red, and he said word by word.

As if feeling the anger and hatred in his heart, Ling Wushuang's dull eyes were filled with anger in an instant: "Let go, let go of me!" She broke free of her arms and said coldly to Nanfeng and Jing'an Hou.

"Shuang'er, don't make trouble, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince will have a way."

From Qu Lao's mouth outside the palace, Jing'an Hou roughly learned why Ling Wushuang had become a puppet now, and when he heard Qu Lao's words, he wanted to immediately raise his sword and kill Xuanyuan Qing, but he was persuaded by Qu Lao's words. Xuanyuan Qing can't die, if he dies, won't Shuang'er become a real puppet.

He doesn't want it, he doesn't want his daughter to be a puppet without self-awareness, he doesn't want it! Therefore, he listened to Qu Lao's advice, calmed down for a while, and waited for the god-like man to make a move, and asked Xuanyuan Qing to voluntarily remove the evil qi from his daughter and restore her to normal.

"You now, now stab yourself with a sword, give me, show me."

Xuanyuan Qing didn't know what to think in his head, but the words he said were like this.

"Okay."

Xuanyuan Mo responded.

For her sake, he could die.

One sword, ten swords, a hundred swords, or even more, he is willing.

He flashed the sword in his sleeve and stabbed himself as expected.

Red blood gushed out from his mouth.

Not long after, a pool of blood appeared on the floor below him.

"Is it enough?"

He wanted to stab himself with a second sword.

"Master (Lord)!" Ling Wushuang and Yan shouted. In order to prevent Ling Wushuang from breaking free, Qu Lao floated behind her and quickly stabbed her in the back of the neck with a silver needle, and suddenly, her body went weak and fell into Jing'an Hou's arms, "She shouldn't be emotional." Glancing at Ling Wushuang's bulging abdomen, Qu Lao briefly explained to Jing'an Hou and Nanfeng.

"Is it enough?"

The second sword, Xuanyuan Mo still stabbed down, the red blood dripped down the hem of his robe, his eyes were red, and he asked Xuanyuan Qing again.

Xuanyuan Qing was afraid, he was really afraid, he was afraid from the bottom of his bones.

But he still held on, telling himself over and over again in his heart, don't be afraid, don't be afraid.

He has a request for you now, and there is no need to be afraid of him, yes, no.

For her sake, he could die. But, he can't die now, he wants to see her safe and sound, watch her and the child live happily, so that he can die with peace of mind, Xuanyuan Mo thought silently in his heart.

"Please, kneel, kneel and beg me!"

Xuanyuan Qing looked at Xuanyuan Mo with a wicked smile, what he didn't know was that it seemed that he was smiling with a relaxed and smug face, but in fact, the words he said were with a trill that others could hear.

Retracting the sword, Xuanyuan Mo raised his hand and tapped on the acupoints in front of Xiong, and suddenly there was no blood gushing out of his mouth, and he stepped on the blood stains on the ground, approaching Xuanyuan Qing.

"You, what are you going to do? Don't, don't come, you stay away from me, stay away from me! Xuanyuan Qing leaned back against the column, his body trembled, the sword in his hand was lifted, put it around his neck, glared at Xuanyuan Mo and said, "You, don't come here." Otherwise, or I will die in front of you at once. If so, if I die, Ling Wushuang can only give me a funeral! ”

Ling Wushuang's trump card is definitely useful to the man in front of him who looks like a demon from hell.

Sure enough, when he said the three words Ling Wushuang, Xuanyuan Mo's approaching footsteps stopped.

Immediately after, a terrifying gaze appeared from Xuanyuan Mo's eyes, staring at him tightly.

A huge sense of fear grabbed his heart, before that, he was deceiving himself, he was obviously afraid of the man in front of him, but he told himself again and again, don't be afraid, don't be afraid, at this moment he saw the destruction in the man's eyes, if he really didn't take action to pull out the evil qi on Ling Wushuang's body, the man would definitely kill him, kill everyone in this world to accompany Ling Wushuang to the funeral. This thought came to his mind, like a fishbone stuck in his heart, unable to swallow or spit out, stinging him endlessly.

The sword in Xuanyuan Qing's hand was placed on his neck and trembled from time to time - destruction, the person in front of him wanted to destroy all things in heaven and earth, and wanted to kill him, as long as he didn't take action to remove the evil qi on Ling Wushuang's body, then in an instant, he would first destroy this palace, destroy this imperial city, and then destroy the entire world!

His mind was tormented by this strong thought, and it almost collapsed. He doesn't want to die, yes, it's better to die than to live, why should he die? died, there was nothing, and finally, he couldn't help but yelled at Xuanyuan Mo: "Please, as long as you, as long as you kneel down and beg me, beg me to pluck out the evil qi from her, as long as you die, I will promise you, promise you to restore her to normal." ”

"Please?" Xuanyuan Mo's true qi was running in his hand, Xuanyuan Qing was caught off guard, his body was out of the ground, suspended in the air, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't control his body: "What do you want to do, what do you want to do?" He gasped, and his face became hideous.

Blood dripped down the tattered dragon robe on his body, dripping onto the floor, smearing red flowers.

Nanfeng and the others quietly watched the scene in front of them, watching Xuanyuan Qing struggle in the air.

The entire Taiji Hall seemed to be trembling by the true qi running in Xuanyuan Mo's hands, the curtain was agitated, the hair on Xuanyuan Qing's head was dancing in the air, and he grabbed it in the air with both hands, "Do you want me to beg you?" Say. Xuanyuan Mo's light but domineering voice reverberated back and forth in the main hall, "Haha! Destroy, destroy, if you don't kneel down and beg me, if you don't die in front of me, then everyone will destroy together! Xuanyuan Qing was desperate, but he was unwilling.

Since he wants to destroy everything in the world, and everyone can't live, what else does he have to struggle for?

Suspended in the air, he closed his eyes in despair, waiting for death to come.

It's useless, it's useless to coerce him, the true qi in Xuanyuan Mo's hand intensifies, and he can't wait to turn Xuanyuan Qing into ashes immediately.

But, again, he can't, can't.

"Ah......h

He felt as if he was bound by chains made of dark iron, which were invading his skin inch by inch, paining, boning pain, tormenting him with impunity.

In the silent temple, his screams were loud.

In the ears of ordinary people, it will definitely frighten their liver and gall.

The hall trembled, screamed, and the curtains flew, as if in an instant the entire hall would collapse and turn into a pile of ruins.

"Isn't it time for you to beg me? I beg you to spare you, say, isn't it? Xuanyuan Mo exerted force in his hand, and said in a cold voice: "I won't let you die, no, how can I be willing to let you die, you have to live, you have to live well, live to suffer from me." You know what? It is more rare in the world than death to live, and life is better than death! ”

Gathering his true qi, Xuanyuan Qing's body suspended in the air slowly fell back to the floor.

He didn't have the strength to scream anymore, and he lay on the ground, gasping for air.

Everything around us is normal again, the sun is still shining, the wind is still blowing, and the sky is still blue.

It's been a really nice day.

However, for Xuanyuan Qing's mother and son, it was their day of suffering.

No, it should be their day of liberation, the queen is free, she doesn't need to continue to live in the clay pot.

What about Xuanyuanqing? Will he be free today?

Liberated from the cage of self-casting, liberated with all one's heart, and then born and dead, you can face it calmly, right?

Can he?

Blood had soaked through his tattered dragon robes and stained the floor beneath him.

Xuanyuan Mo stared at his body, slowly walked towards him.

The sunlight shining into the hall was trampled under his feet, and the red petals were trampled under his feet, and with every step, Xuanyuan Qing's body lying on the ground would curl up for a minute.

The red petals were made of Xuanyuan Qing's blood and his blood.

Stepping on the sun, stepping on the red, he seemed to be the master of all things, and walked towards Xuanyuan Qing step by step.

The redness in his eyes disappeared, and some were only firm and persistent.

In any case, he will let the despicable villain lying on the ground use the puppet sword, no matter what!

His back is majestic, it is resolute, Nanfeng and a few people stared at his back quietly, watching him walk towards Xuanyuan Qing step by step, every step of his life, every thought, seemed to represent themselves. Yes, they didn't want to see her proudly in the world become a real puppet, they expected, expecting that he would let Xuanyuan Qing voluntarily take action to remove the evil qi from Ling Wushuang's body.

Will it?

Will Xuanyuan Qing voluntarily use the puppet sword?

At this time, they have no bottom in their hearts. Yes, until the moment Xuanyuan Qing nodded, they had no bottom in their hearts.

Xuanyuan Qing coughed, as if he was about to cough up his liver and gallbladder out, and the blood in his mouth overflowed.

The blood he coughed up was black, and looking at the black blood on the ground, he thought: Is it the chronic toxin that the man brought with the silver needle that hit him at the beginning has worked in his body?

The pain from the wounds in his body, as well as the wounds on his skin, eroded every nerve ending.

Are you going to die? Is he going to die?

In the past, how proud he was, how glorious he was, and how respected.

What now?

But he has become so lowly, so lowly that he is not as good as dust, to the point of being slaughtered by others.

Death is not due to him, and it is not possible for him.

Xuanyuan Mo walked into him, squatted down and said, "How is it?" Isn't it uncomfortable to be dead? His eyes turned cold, but there was an elegant smile on the corner of his mouth: "If you don't want to live such a miserable life, use your puppet sword, otherwise, a hundred times more cruel torture will be inflicted on you!" "Please...... You kneel, kneel...... Ask me, and I'll just promise to cast it on her again, and use the puppet sword again. “

With bloodshot at the corners of his mouth, Xuanyuan Qing raised his head with difficulty. "No regrets?"

Xuanyuan Mo asked him lightly, and suddenly a strong chill overflowed from his body, slowly invading Xuanyuan Qing's body, "No...... Don't ......" Xuanyuan Qing curled up in pain, and the person in front of him tortured him again.

A great fear permeated his whole body and mind. "If you don't ask me, you will, you can kill me!"

Xuanyuan Qing screamed. "Dead? You want to die, hehe, didn't I tell you, I want you to live, because I don't want you to die, this blink of an eye, you won't forget it, right? The ridicule on Xuanyuan Mo's face was like the sharpest sword in the world, piercing Xuanyuan Qing's delusions: "You, you despicable!" Xuanyuan Qing's hateful gaze glared at Xuanyuan Mo.

Xuanyuan Mo smiled faintly and said, "Despicable? I've heard you say it more than once. Of course, compared to you, I deserve it! You are not despicable, will you hold a grudge against her because Shuang'er no longer loves you, and secretly attack her again and again? You are not despicable, and you will give up Shuang'er because of a throne and a ridiculous and generous reason? Aren't you despicable, and after abandoning your son, you shamelessly pestered her? You know what? You are a despicable hypocrite, and even more a despicable villain. "I didn't do anything too much to me when you were young, I let you go again and again, but you don't know how to cherish it, you have to find our husband and wife, you say, who do you complain about today's fate?" "You don't say more high-sounding words at the moment, if it weren't for Ling Wushuang, would so many changes have happened to my mother and me? If it weren't for her, you would have been able to get to where you are today? “

It seemed that he had eased up a little, and the words in Xuanyuan Qing's mouth slipped out a little.

The entrance to the palace. "Stop, stop, who dares to drive into the palace gate without permission?"

The guards guarding the gate of the palace shouted loudly. "Get out of the way, at the behest of the queen's mother, summon my master into the palace for an audience, if you miss the hour, be careful of your heads!"

Bihe raised the curtain and coldly rebuked the guards who were blocking their carriage.

What happened this morning was too strange, and the guard who spoke glanced into the car, lowered his head and thought for a moment, then looked up and said, "The carriage must stop outside the palace." “

The queen returned from outside the palace before dawn, and the ministers who were congratulating the new emperor on the throne in the early morning were wiping their sweat all the way and hurriedly walked out of the palace. The guard who spoke stared at the master and two servants getting off the carriage and stepping into the palace gate, their eyes full of puzzlement. "I, I seem to hear the voice of the prince."

Bihe, Biyun supported Ling Yushan to walk on the palace road leading to the Taiji Palace, just as Ling Yushan said, they also vaguely heard a man's scream, but it was not Xuanyuan Qing's voice, the two of them couldn't tell. "Master, you may have heard it wrong, it stands to reason that if it is, if the prince's affairs are really revealed, there should be chaos in the palace, and it is impossible to be so calm and unwavering."

Bi He spoke out to persuade Ling Yushan. "No, it's the voice of the prince, that's right, hurry, go quickly!"

Ling Yushan shook her head, and her steps sped up a lot. "Master, slow down, slow down. You're pregnant with a little master! “

Biyun and Bihe glanced at each other, and persuaded Ling Yushan loudly.

You can't have anything, you can't have anything, Ling Yushan didn't slow down because of what Bi He and Bi Yun said, but her steps became more urgent.

This side of the cold palace. "Cen Er, Cen Er, can you not go?" Qin An helped Emperor Yongjia to catch up with Ke Meicen, and pleaded loudly: "I really know that I was wrong, can you forgive me?" Ke Meicen stopped, turned to look at him and didn't speak, "Cen Er, I love you, I have loved you for so many years, it's just that I mistook her for you, and I loved you wrong." But, however, I really thought she was you. But in the end, it was I who was wrong, who was wrong, who not only misrecognized people, but also who gave full of love, so that you suffered for many years, I, I ......"

Emperor Yongjia took out his arm from Qin An's hand as he spoke, and walked towards Ke Meicen with the familiar and elegant breath on the tip of his nose.

Clinker, a grain of gravel under his feet, almost tripped him to the ground, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, it's still the old slave who helped you to the queen's mother!" Qin An hurriedly stepped forward and supported him. Stand down, you step down, I'm going to Cen Er by myself. “

Pushing away Qin An's support, he stood firm, and continued to walk towards Ke Meicen by the familiar, elegant fragrance he smelled on the tip of his nose. "Now, I, I don't hate you anymore, so you don't need to ask for my forgiveness."

Ke Meizen's eyes overflowed with a light mist, and she said in a difficult voice. "No, you didn't, you didn't forgive me! If you forgive me, why don't you stay in the palace, stay with me, and let me pay for the wrongs I have done to you. Muddy tears dripped from Emperor Yongjia's eyes, what kind of king of a country, what kind of human dignity, at this moment, it is not as important to him as to be forgiven by his beloved: "Cen Er, don't, don't treat me like this, okay?" “

Ke Meichen turned his head to look at him, and two lines of tears slipped out of the corners of his eyes: "I really forgive you, but I don't want to have anything to do with you anymore." I just want to stay with my children for the rest of my life, so please don't push me again! With that, she shifted and continued to walk forward.

She was afraid, afraid that she would be soft-hearted and would agree to stay by his side.

Nearly twenty years later, when she saw him again, her heart would still throb.

Especially seeing him become so depressed and lonely, her broken heart will still be painful and worried. "Cen Er, you, don't go! I was wrong, I was really wrong. I have already set up Mo'er as the prince, and when he succeeds to the throne, I will be by your side wherever you want to go......" Emperor Yongjia walked slowly, exploring the road ahead, and followed behind Ke Meichen: "Cen Er, do you dislike me, dislike me for not being able to see with my eyes?" It's okay, even if I can't see it, I will use what I can to protect you in the future.