mentioned Gonggong Xu, the chief secretary of the eunuchs, and Yi Xiaofeng was on fire.

This guy said that he was fighting, but he actually hurt him.

If you have a chance, you must cut this old eunuch!

Yi Xiaofeng smiled and said, "Your Majesty is about to ascend the throne, are you excited?"

Zhuo Xianrong waved her hand and said, "What's so exciting, I'm already a princess." ”

Really good at pretending.

Yi Xiaofeng sighed in his heart.

Seeing that this girl is innocent and careless, she will soon be sad.

It is also possible that Yi Xiaofeng died at the enthronement ceremony.

But Yi Xiaofeng didn't panic.

Even if he died, he would be able to let Qin Qinxue stabilize Han Yuan and the others.

Let's just say that the Juggernaut has a way to resurrect him.

Juggernaut is an omnipotent existence in the hearts of many people.

"I have always felt uneasy about the success of this enthronement ceremony, perhaps due to the recent rampant Assassins. Zhuo Xianrong sighed.

Yi Xiaofeng frowned and said, "No matter what, I will protect the safety of the princess and will never let anyone assassinate the princess." ”

Zhuo Xianrong smiled and said, "Yes, if my father dies in the coming day, and the royal family of Wu collapses, will you still do this to me?"

Yi Xiaofeng nodded and said: "As long as there is still a life below, no matter how far away, if the princess is in danger, she will definitely come to the soup and fight the fire." ”

Zhuo Xianrong rolled her eyes.

"Say it as if you were going to leave me, I tell you, if you leave me, you will betray me!"

"I know. ”

"The end of betraying me is very miserable, I will make you die a painful death, I know a lot of torture, hum, if you dare to betray me, and then I catch you, you will be miserable!"

Hum.

Then you'll have to catch me, too.

Yi Xiaofeng thought to himself.

He stayed awake all the time.

Zhuo Xianrong seemed to be kind to him now, but he deliberately curry favor.

Assassinating Zhuopin genius is an important goal!

If Daqianzhou's luck is chaotic and Danan Prefecture invades, how many people will die tragically?

That's the mission.

Yi Xiaofeng is here for the righteousness, and he must not change his mind halfway because of his children's personal feelings.

He can become a demon for Wang Yanran.

That's because Wang Yanran liked him before, and he was an innocent person.

Yi Xiaofeng suddenly understood why Bai Hongxiao had so many grievances and hatreds at this moment.

Sometimes, for the sake of justice, some personal emotions have to be sacrificed.

The two continued to make small talk.

Subsequently, Yi Xiaofeng told a story to Zhuo Xianrong.

There was once a hero who discovered that the sect master of a certain great sect wanted to resurrect the demon of destroying the world, and he secretly went to investigate the truth, and found that it was true.

However, in the process, the daughter of the suzerain fell in love with him.

The woman didn't know her father's intentions, and when the hero killed the sect master, the woman broke down and hated the hero.

Since then, the hero has been famous all over the world and worshiped by all living beings, and this woman has wanted revenge all her life and has been chasing and killing the hero.

After speaking, Yi Xiaofeng said, "Do you think this hero is right?"

Zhuo Xianrong listened attentively and said, "That's right, who made that sect master heinous." ”

She was instantly vigilant, but said, "You shouldn't be talking about me, right? My father is a good person, and I don't like you either!"

"You're just a minion!"

Yi Xiaofeng rolled his eyes and said, "I think too much, this is a real story, and that hero is Bai Hongxiao." ”

In fact, he made it up, but Bai Hongxiao also had a similar experience.

Zhuo Xianrong blinked and said, "Sword Saint Bai Hongxiao, oh, I seem to have heard this story, the Sword Saint is a real hero, unmatched in the world." ”

She had an admiring look on her face.

In Daqianzhou, except for the masters of the older generation, almost everyone respects Bai Hongxiao.

"That woman is a fool, what her father wants to do, can't she notice it on a daily basis? Even if she doesn't know, she should be reasonable. Zhuo Xianrong began to scold the heroine in the story.

This is what Yi Xiaofeng wants.

But things really happened, even if Zhuo Xianrong was sensible, it would be difficult to be as happy as she is now.

......

There are only two days left until the enthronement ceremony.

The square in front of the main hall of the palace has been set up with a sacrifice, and every time the new emperor of Wu ascends the throne, he has to sacrifice to the sky, feel the sky, and the soul of the hero.

After the ceremony, the new emperor will receive the luck of heaven and earth, and will be recognized by heaven and earth as the emperor of a country.

On the last three days, Zhuo Pingtian stopped entering the imperial study and began retreat.

Yi Xiaofeng was also idle because of this.

He didn't wander around either, cultivating with peace of mind and preparing for assassination.

Yesterday, he had just rehearsed with the Commander of the Praetorian Guard.

As a janissake, Yi Xiaofeng would stand in two rows with the other janissaries, watching the new emperor walk in front of him as if he was a guest, and then knelt down one by one, shouting loudly Long live my emperor.

Yi Xiaofeng's opportunity was when Zhuo Pingtian walked in front of him.

At that time, the guests of the Southern Qin, Northern Wei and Zhengmo sects would stand on the other side of the altar, watching the new emperor ascend the throne from a distance, and there was a distance from the guards, and Yi Xiaofeng didn't have to worry about them making a move.

The moment he shrank into the air with his golden eyes, coupled with the domineering of the sword in the world, he will definitely be able to kill with one blow.

But what he was worried about now was the position of the eunuchs.

Among the eunuchs, there are many masters.

There are also the janissaries on his left and right, and I hope there are no strong masters.

After lurking for so long, Yi Xiaofeng was a little nervous.

Either he became famous in a battle, or he made a big joke, and the heir of the Sword Saint died tragically at the enthronement ceremony of the Emperor of Wu.

One side lives, the other side dies.

"Master, just now several masters of the Dao Law Sect found me, these people are all Jindan realm existences, hidden among the guards, you have to be careful. ”

The voice of the night ghost suddenly sounded in Yi Xiaofeng's heart.

Yi Xiaofeng responded: "Pass their faces to me." ”

Immediately afterwards, a wave of memories poured into Yi Xiaofeng's mind.

It was the scene where the masters of the Dao Law Sect met Ye Gonggong.

It turned out to be these people......

Yi Xiaofeng saw him yesterday and greeted him.

"If there is any situation, let me know immediately. Yi Xiaofeng said in his heart.

"Good!"

......

Late at night.

The ancestral hall of the Imperial Palace.

Zhuo Pingtian entered the palace and called away the guards who guarded the place.

He knelt in front of the golden wall, with a reverent look on his face, and kowtowed three times.

"Ancestor, the enthronement ceremony is about to begin, and there are no odds in the palace recently?"

Zhuo Pingtian opened his mouth and said in a nervous tone.

Whew-

A cold wind blew in.

No one answered Zhuo Pingtian.

Zhuo Pingtian thought that the old ancestor had not found anything unusual, and continued: "Recently, the appearance of the Divine Beast Red Spirit, will the enthronement ceremony of children and grandchildren be affected?"

Still no one answered.

Zhuo Pingtian let out a sigh of relief.

If the ancestor does not speak, it means that everything is safe.

The old ancestor only had his soul left, and he had already consumed a lot of soul power to help him brainwash the guards, so he was silent on weekdays, and he would appear and tell him unless he encountered a problem.

Zhuo Pingtian kowtowed again, saluted respectfully, and got up to leave.

The moonlight stretched his shadow and finally reflected it on the golden wall, like a figure slowly standing up.