The bright yellow robe was embroidered with the pattern of the dragon of the sea, and the newly made clothes fit well, and Qi Yan raised his hand to arrange the cuffs.

He Shuming stood aside, looking at the person in the mirror.

The man's calm posture made him settle down in the dark. Isn't it just a king or a loser, what's there to panic about.

After betting so many times, just bet again, he secretly shook hands and cheered himself up.

The man in the mirror raised his eyes, his lips hooked, as if mocking him for his possum-like appearance.

He Shuming scratched his nose and avoided his gaze.

The black eyes were deep and devouring, not the unapproachable brought by the angular face, it was the pair of eyes, the eyes that had seen blood.

Alone and independent, it exudes a proud absolute power.

In the past, as long as the little general took them out, he had the ability to bring them all back, and everyone believed so.

"Your Majesty," this paragraph can't be used in steps, and He Shuming, who followed behind Qi Yan, reminded in a low voice, "Throw the cup as a number." ”

Walking up, with the footsteps of Qi Yan, the people on the steps knelt down one by one, shouting long live deafeningly.

Echoes echoed in the huge clearing, and the sound of beating the drum was even more irritating and noisy.

The robe was surging, and the man's indifferent face looked even more noble and arrogant under the gorgeous clothes.

Qi Yan raised his eyes, looked at the utensils used for the sacrifice on the top, and suddenly remembered her.

Let's go, as it should.

Where did it go? Fifteen will keep her safe, and when he comes back, will he tell others where she went?

If he didn't know, he wouldn't have expectations, so he didn't allow himself to ask.

Now that he even has his own head on the tip of a knife, it is better to send her away early.

Continuing upward, less than halfway up the 100-knot steps, he began to get a little irritable.

If you don't believe in this kind of divine chatter, you have to deal with it with trouble.

My father's voice suddenly sounded in my ears, standing on the top of the grassland that day, clapping my hands silly, "What a beautiful country, how beautiful a small banquet." How honored you and I can defend it. ”

My father's ambition was only on horseback, with long swords and uniforms, the sound of horses' hooves and the sonorous beat of drums, and the milk cakes made by my mother.

The boy Xu Guo is really lucky.

Suddenly, I don't seem to complain about my father's indisputability back then, because it's really annoying to sit in this position.

The hand knife in his hand was hot from his play, and Qi Yan slowly hooked his lips.

It doesn't matter, he is not enthusiastic about this great country, nor is he interested in the safety of the people of Liming, and he doesn't mind the guidance of future generations.

I hope that the people of this world will be as miserable as him.

With a few steps remaining, Qi Yan came back to his senses, sat on it, and looked down alone

"Flat."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Da Chen worships shamans, almost to the point of treating priests as gods, living on high platforms and serving as messengers of the gods, delivering orders.

He Shuming has no way to control the priest, this is the only indefinite chess piece,

Qi Yan watched quietly as the man with the long beard circled around the ding, singing the traditional blessing songs of the old days.

After a roar, the priest lit the torch and held it high above his head, landing on his feet one to the left and one on the right, dancing clockwise around the ding.

Qi Yan watched quietly, waiting for him to come around in front of him.

The torches were extinguished in an instant, and only a wisp of black smoke drifted away into the wind.

The music and drums disappeared in an instant, and the venue was silent.

Although the priest looked panicked and wanted to confess his sins, and lit the torch again, there was no point in his eyes.

Qi Yan hooked his lips and stroked his hands as if he was watching a cheap farce.

He Shuming, who was standing on the side, clenched his hands in his cuffs, guarded like an arrow about to leave the string.

As Qi Yan expected, the torch lit for the second time began to sway again just as it was about to circle in front of him, and it was violently extinguished just when it was facing him.

The smell of coke wafts through the air.

"It's ,........... What does this mean? ”

"It's never been like this before."

"yes, that's good."

The priest seemed to be completely panicked, knelt down, and kowtowed desperately, "Your Majesty spare your life, Your Majesty spare your life." ”

Before he could say a word, the man begged for mercy, and the smile in Qi Yan's eyes became even stronger.

I don't know who among the kneeling people in the open space shouted, "O providence! This is a directive from heaven! ”

Before the echo was over, the knife cut through the air, and the visitor only felt a pain in his neck and cracked his eyes. Unable to say a word, he fell to the ground, and after a few convulsions, he stopped moving.

The people around screamed in panic, retreated, and were in a mess for a while.

He Shuming turned his head violently and looked at the person above.

His indifferent expression remained unchanged, but his dark eyes seemed to burn with a flame, burning and devouring.

Those who kneel close can feel where the hand knife is shooting, shouldn't it, Your Majesty has always been calm, judging the situation, how can it?

He suddenly felt that His Majesty's original intention today was not to spend the spring sacrifice in harmony.

There was a kind of brutality and madness that made people who had been involved in that event a kind of madness, a chilling excitement.

The hands are clasped together like a compassionate Buddha, and the next moment the knife falls from the hand, and blood is splashed.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty.........."

Qi Yan spread his hands and raised his eyebrows, seemingly innocent.

"Evil beast, evil animal, the heavens are going to kill me, send ghosts like you."

A man stumbled up among the kneeling people and walked forward tremblingly, "Well, you have the ability to take the old man's life!" ”

Rubbing, the flames rose instantly, enveloping the man's body, devouring his frightened face.

In the tearing screams and screams, it turned into a charred corpse.

Qi Yan understood what the main purpose of someone today was, he was an evil ghost, who came to destroy, and someone wanted to put this name on his head at any cost.

He Shuming gritted his teeth, the hand in his cuff kept tightening, and he quickly thought of a way to solve it, and he couldn't exaggerate this matter anymore.

As soon as the priest turned around, he was about to make a good show, and the powder in his hand almost spilled on the ground in the face of the man's forced gaze.

"It's your turn?"

Qi Yan sighed, "Stand far away and die." ”

"Your Majesty!" He Shuming hurriedly lowered his voice and spoke, "Your Majesty, if he dies, we really can't tell, what are you thinking?" ”

Seeing that the two of them were at odds, the priest was furious and planned to draw his sword and fight.

Qi Yan blocked it effortlessly, knowing his thoughts, from this point of view, it could only be that he killed the messenger of God in anger.

Before he could make a decision, the sound of horses' hooves and armor colliding was heard in all directions. Coming from all directions, in unison.

"Keep people under the knife!"

The man on the horse galloped in, and the young man in Tsing Yi galloped through the open space and reined in at the steps.

"It's His Highness the Six!"

"Your Highness!"

"It's Your Highness, Your Highness's auspicious appearance!"

Listening to these voices, Chen Yuanze couldn't help but have a smug smile on his face, and arched his hand to the people on the ground, "Everyone, today I came to punish the rebels and take back my Dachen territory." How dare thieves be rampant, loneliness is orthodoxy. ”

Under the pleading eyes of the people on the side, Qi Yan withdrew his hand and twisted his fingertips in disgust, "Just you?" My good brother didn't come? ”

He didn't look surprised at all, Chen Yuanze swallowed, suppressing the fear in his heart.

shouted loudly, "Traitor, hurry up and arrest you, and leave you alone." ”

Most of the people who were still shouting just now were old ministers of the former dynasty, and they cried with joy when they heard the words, and the plopping sound of kneeling down came and went, "I will follow His Highness to the death!" ”

"If it weren't for someone as a guarantor, you would have died under my sword."

Qi Yan folded his hands, idle, as if he was reminiscing about the past.

Chen Yuanze's unhurried expression ignited Chen Yuanze, and he raised his hand twice contemptuously, "Where is the secret guard?!" ”

The sound of iron armor echoed again, and He Shuming frowned.

There are not many people who have just surrounded here, and there is still a chance of winning, but I didn't expect Chen Yuanze to have a backhand.

Coupled with the manpower of Da Chen Jin Wuwei, there were far fewer of them present.

He looked at Qi Yan anxiously, Qi Yan also tilted his head, different from He Shuming was calm, from the beginning to the present, it was extremely strangely calm.

He Shuming was uncertain, and desperately made his eyes signal whether to strike first.

Qi Yan raised his hand, he was still waiting for another group of people who had already entered the capital.

Since he is here and so lively, how could he not appear.

Chen Yuanze was not afraid, he was waiting for the other two.

Seeing that he was speechless, and there were his people on all sides, Chen Yuanze became arrogant, straightened his waist and cleared his throat.

"Lonely today will do the right thing for heaven, avenge his father, and comfort his father's spirit in heaven with your blood!"

He raised his right hand aloft for a moment, but there was no sound.

In the distance, there was a cry of surprise and the sound of armor crashing, "Your Highness?!" ”