Chapter 87: Cao Yan dies

Chapter 87: Cao Yan dies

"Bad woman!" Cao Yan saw that Tang Wanning wanted to carry out a sneak attack, and ran towards Tang Wanning with a quick step, although he was young, he also learned a few ways to move his footwork, and he was in a hurry to save his mother, and flashed in front of Tang Wanning in an instant. Tang Wanning was engrossed in the fierce fight, and suddenly felt that someone rushed towards her, and without thinking about it, she shot her sleeve arrow at the comer, only to hear a muffled sound, and saw Cao Yan fall in front of her.

"Prince!" Xiahou Yu exclaimed loudly, twisted his fingers and picked them up, "buzzed", and a string of murderous energy went straight to Tang Wanning's neck, Tang Wanning was shocked, hurriedly bowed back to dodge, and then got together, but Tang Anning cut her throat with a quick sword, blood sprayed and splashed, her face was hideous, her hands were tightly clamped around her throat, but after a few breaths, she fell to the ground.

"Ah Yan!" Tang Anning picked up Cao Yan and screamed hoarsely, there was no breath under his nose, no one knew Tang Men's methods better than her, any sword and secret weapon could instantly put someone to death.

"Fang, Hunt, protect the Holy Driver!" The two young generals behind Xiahou Ru quickly drew their swords and got up, one guarding in front of Cao Que and the other in front of Tang Anning. Xiahou stopped the sound of the qin, held the guqin in his arms, walked slowly to the middle of the field, and said calmly: "Tang Alliance Master, your Tang family's personal grudge, Xiahou has no intention of saying more, but the prince is the royal blood of my Chen Kingdom, but if there is damage, it will be a disaster!" ”

Tang Yanning squatted beside Tang Wanning's corpse, a wisp of grief flowed under his eyes, and when he heard what Xiahou Yu said, he got up and said: "The third sister missed for a while, and now she has also lost her second sister's sword, and it is also compensated." ”

Xiahou said sharply: "The queen's sword is revenge for killing her son, and for my Chen Guo, this revenge is a big crime of killing the nine clans for the destruction of the family!" ”

Tang Yanning sneered when she heard this, her eyes closed, and when she opened them again, her blue eyes revealed an infinite murderous aura, this murderous aura was like a materialization, everyone present felt the pressure on the top, her legs trembled, she stared at Xiahou Yu gloomily, and said in a disdainful tone: "You Chen Guo does not have the ability to destroy my Tang League's nine clans, but I can take the life of your entire palace at any time!" ”

"Report! The general breaks into the palace! Before the words fell, several guards at the door were shocked by a strong internal force and flew into the hall, and then a tall man wrapped in a golden gas mask appeared at the door, his eyes had the cold resoluteness that had been refined by the wind and frost, and his face had rough marks that had been polished by the wind and sand, but the bladeless heavy sword in his hand seemed to tell others that his duty was to guard.

"Tranquility!" Jin Chao called several times before Tang Anning recovered from the grief of losing his son, and when he saw Jin Chao, Tang Anning couldn't control it anymore, and cried loudly on his shoulder. At this time, there is no need to ask more about the situation, Jin Chao can probably guess the ins and outs, he looked down and saw that Cao Yan was no longer alive, Tang Anning was even more crying, and his heart was like a knife cutting an axe. He didn't know how to comfort the pain of losing his son, so he could only silently let Tang Anning lie on his shoulder and cry, and then help her guard against the people around her who were not good for her.

Tang Yanning's murderous coercion dissipated from the moment the Jin Dynasty stepped into the hall, and everyone saw that the Jin Dynasty had a golden light protecting his body, and he turned into a murderous aura all over the hall. Although several ministers watched Tang Anning crying on the shoulders of the Jin Dynasty, it was unseemly, but no one dared to speak.