Feng Beilie thought as his arm involuntarily hugged her. The person in his arms was so small, just like the kitten he raised back then, but the kitten back then was pinched off his neck and died in the flowers, and she, he didn't allow or let her be broken by someone.

There will be no next time, something like this, and it will never happen a second time.

The night spring is cold, the cold air freezes the toes of the people, and in the courtyard in the center of the Qi Palace, the singing and dancing are not lively at first, everyone thinks that His Royal Highness the King of Qi is cured, and the singer and the pianist are specially invited to celebrate.

But in the next second, it was the sound of slashing and roaring.

The candle had been dark for less than five minutes, and when it was lit again, the room was in shambles, and the singer with a beautiful figure and a charming face was dead and wounded, and the uninjured people were so frightened that they screamed in horror when they saw this scene.

Although they are status, when have they ever seen such a scene!

There were corpses on the ground, the blood was sticky and disgusting, and the heads of several people were directly cut off by others, and the heads of two people were cut off by others from the middle.

The stiffness and blood were mixed together, and they flew onto the body of the living person, and the person was scared of incontinence on the spot.

"This, this, this, this ......"

Feng Hui Tang was sitting on the main seat and was still in a good mood drinking, holding two women in his arms, and holding them up and down. Unexpectedly, the lights suddenly went out, and in this short period of time, the previous Miaoman scene of singing and dancing became such a hell on earth in the next moment.

He shuddered and took Xia Xiao's hand and said, "This, what's going on?" What do you see? ”

"The slave and the slave saw nothing, but they heard the slightest sound...... That's it! ”

Oh my God, what happened!

Is there an assassin? But why did the assassins only kill these slaves and maids and not the prince, and even if they were, how did the assassins bypass so many guards and run to the inner courtyard?

Xia Xiao is completely stupid, he has been a slave for twenty years and has never encountered such a terrible thing, this room full of blood and stiffness, and what should be done with those corpses and broken hands and feet!

"What's that?"

Feng Hui Tang suddenly saw a square thing wrapped in red satin in the center of the hall, and he stretched out his head and wanted to take it over to find out.

The strange atmosphere around him frightened him again, and he sat down again as soon as he got up.

Feng Hui Tang patted Xia Xiao's shoulder vigorously and said, "Go, bring that thing over, this king wants to see what it is!" ”

"Lord Wang, minion...... Minions are afraid of ......"

"I'm afraid of, if the assassin is still here, will this king and you still have a life? Stop talking nonsense, hurry up and get it! ”

Feng Hui Tang directly kicked Xia Xiao off the stage, Xia Xiao stumbled two steps, stepped on a slippery thing under his feet, he looked down and gasped deeply.

He actually stepped on a broken intestine!

Oh my God, is this the large intestine or the small intestine, or ......

Xia Xiao closed his eyes tightly, he didn't know how he lifted his feet, Xia Xiao only felt like a hollow piece of wood, he lifted the box wrapped in red silk with difficulty, and walked in front of Feng Hui Tang in a trance.