Outside the side hall, flesh and blood flew sideways, and the sound of fighting shook the sky.

In the side hall, the red-clothed boy danced with a sword, and the sword light shook like a snow dance pear blossom, reflecting the entire bleak palace.

But before a set of swordsmanship was finished, Hua Rongzhan's hand holding the hilt of the sword trembled sharply, and the long sword "clanged" and fell to the ground weakly.

He knelt beside the smiling woman, and finally, tears rained down.

"Mu Mu!"

"Mu Mu!"

"Mu Mu!"

“……”

One after another, like a cuckoo crying blood, extremely sad.

He held Wen Qianmu in his arms, obviously he was a man, but he cried heartbreakingly like a child: "How can you bear to leave me alone, Mu Mu, how can you bear it?!" Okay, let's go together, why did you leave alone! What do you tell me to do, what should I do......"

On the cold ground, babies in swaddling clothes also wailed, and their small, soft fists waved in the air, as if they were desperately looking for their mother.

Where can Hua Rongzhan take care of this child, he hugged Wen Qian tightly, only hoping that his temperature could make her body warm up again.

Just as she was grieving, the Seven Star Dagger slipped from Wen Ting's sleeve, which he had given her to protect herself.

He stared blankly, and could even imagine how his Mu Mu was restless day and night with a dagger in order to survive.

But the dagger can't save her after all.

The people and horses who were fighting outside suddenly heard a roar coming from the hall, and at the same time looked towards the hall, only to see the son in red, his peach blossom eyes were terrifyingly red, his black hair and red robe danced without wind, and he was surrounded by a strong killing intent.

Xiahou Ming had just slashed a secret guard under his horse, and in the next moment, a powerful aura came to his face.

He hurriedly raised the silver spear, which was able to stand up to the big knife coming from the air, but in just a second, countless cracks spread on the barrel of the gun, and Hua Rongzhan roared, and the silver spear actually shattered directly.

Xiahou Ming was frightened by this terrifying momentum, and hurriedly retreated, but Hua Rongzhan followed him like a shadow, and he gathered all his overwhelming anger on the long knife, and the sword light was even colder than ice and snow.

Xiahou Ming pulled out the sword at his waist and barely met the enemy, before he could parry, the long knife infused with strong internal force slashed down, cutting his sword in half.

Xiahou Ming's mouth was numb, and a fear arose in his heart, and he was just about to order people to retreat, but the sword light had already surrounded him.

The Praetorian Guards, who were fighting to the death, saw the commander convulsive and fall under the horse, and were shocked for a moment, and when they raised their heads again, a bewitching man dressed in red, carrying a long knife dripping blood, walked towards them expressionlessly.

They cried out in fear, as if facing the most fearsome god of murder in the world, and fled in all directions.

Hua Rongzhan's body moved, like a shadow.

Han Tangzhi, who was half-kneeling on the steps, gasped for breath, quietly looking at the bright red figure, he was reaping the enemy's life with an expressionless face, and there was unprecedented cruelty in his peach blossom eyes......

He lowered his eyes, held his long sword, and reluctantly ran into the side hall, testing Wen Admiration's snort, and suddenly fell to the ground weakly.

After a long time, he tentatively touched the artery in her neck, his eyes moved slightly, and he looked at the poor baby crying on the ground, tore open a cloth belt and tied the baby to his back, and then hugged Wen Qianmu, broke out of the window, and ran towards the outside of the palace.

For the first time, he hated that his feet were so slow.

Want to be faster, faster......

The Praetorian Guards guarding the city gate saw a bloody man running towards him, and were about to release arrows, when countless black-clad guards jumped from the roof like ghosts, silently slitting their throats from behind.

The city gate was wide open, and the man on the pure black horse, handsome and tall, with a black painted gold python cloak hunting in the cold wind, motioned to Ye Rin to lead one of Han Tang's horses, and his cold phoenix eyes stared at him: "Why don't you go quickly?!" ”

Han Tangzhi came back to his senses, hurriedly got on the horse, and galloped towards the Yimei Pavilion.

Jun Tianlan led his hundreds of elite horsemen and galloped towards the palace.

The entrance to the side hall.

The snow was still heavy, and Hua Rongzhan was kneeling on one knee, holding a long knife, and was panting with his head down.

Behind him, countless people, including Xiahou Ming, fell in a pool of blood, the bright red blood dyed the snow crimson, and the cold north wind made the blood freeze into ice, which looked particularly shocking.

When Chu Huanian arrived with soldiers and horses, he only saw him kneeling alone in the snow.

The long black hair and red brocade robe flew in the cold wind, and the slowly raised peach blossom eyes were full of hatred.

He wrapped himself in a warm fox fur, stared at him expressionlessly for a long time, and said coldly: "Chu Suiyu plotted to usurp the throne, killed the king and killed his brother, and has been killed by this king. Jun Tianlan intended to rebel, and his subordinate Hua Rongzhan plotted to kill the general who protected the country, and when he came, he sent troops to surround the National Teacher's Mansion and immediately capture Jun Tianlan. ”

Before he could finish speaking, the sound of countless horses' hooves sounded behind him.

Chu Huanian turned around, only to see the first to ride, hunting in black, with a cold and delicate face, noble and majestic and inviolable, who is it not Jun Tianlan......

He narrowed his eyes, Jun Tianlan's men and horses had quickly surrounded his people.

Jun Tianlan stepped down into the wind, his momentum was so oppressive, everyone involuntarily got out of the way and let him in.

He stood still in front of Hua Rongzhan and stretched out his hand to him expressionlessly.

Hua Rongzhan cried mournfully, "She's dead...... She's dead......"

Such a big man, but crying like a child.

The boy doesn't flick when he has tears, just because he hasn't reached the sad place.

"I heard that she gave birth to a boy. Rong Zhan, do you want that boy to lose his father after losing his mother? ”

Hua Rongzhan cried so much that he couldn't speak, and after a long time, he put his hand on Jun Tianlan's palm.

Jun Tianlan held his hand, pulled him up, raised his hand and hugged him, although it was comforting, but his mood was also depressed.

Chu Huanian looked at the two of them quietly, and after a while, he said quietly: "The national teacher came in a really timely manner, I think this king misunderstood you." Since there is no intention of rebellion, then this king withdraws the order just now. As for the child whom Wen admires, he also asked the national teacher to hand it over. ”

When Hua Rongzhan heard this, his eyebrows and eyes were cold, staring at Chu Huanian, Chu Huanian's heart sank, and the corner of his eyes swept over the people brought by Jun Tianlan, and smiled slightly: "It is rumored in the market that the child whom Wen admires is the son of a playboy. In this case, this king saw that in the face of the national teacher, he let him go. The palace is in a mess and needs to be cleaned up, if the national teacher is fine, he can temporarily return home. ”

He was unwilling to clash with Jun Tianlan at this time, otherwise it would inevitably end up being a lose-lose situation.

To deal with Jun Tianlan, you can only figure it slowly.

Jun Tianlan personally helped Hua Rongzhan onto the war horse, and he also didn't want to conflict with Chu Huanian at this time, so he led people away with an expressionless face.

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