Chapter 37 Entering the Palace

Sikong Jue didn't notice it at all, and said to himself: "It is also possible that my heroic posture, handsome appearance and unremitting spirit moved them, so that they let me go even if they disobeyed the order." Alas, it's so good!" Sikong Jue said affectionately, with a full voice. Leng Bingxin didn't know how to respond to his confidence, so he had to raise his hand and slap him on the head as a sign of recognition.

"Ahh

"Get out, if you don't leave, I'll throw you to the city gate to parade the streets!" Leng Bingxin gave up the entanglement, since someone let them go, then go first and take a look, anyway, she has nothing to fear about these ordinary people.

On the other side, a handsome and handsome person sat in a luxurious palace, who was lazily playing with two demon realm crystals, and there was a row of black-clothed guards kneeling on the ground, one of whom reported the situation to him, and he hadn't finished speaking. Suddenly, there was a loud bang, and a group of people lowered their heads in horror, trembling and not daring to look at the angry people in front of them.

The black hedron was smashed, and the ground was full of sharp shards that shimmered with an eerie light.

"I don't know how to live or die! How dare I be so rampant!" Sikong Nanfeng grabbed the handle of the seat with both hands, and his green muscles flared up, eager to crush it! On his hideous face, don't be angry and look at the person kneeling fiercely with red eyes.

"You bunch of waste! In my imperial city, he was so arrogant and domineering, but he didn't stop it in time, you still don't keep your heads!"

A group of people were already terribly afraid, and their trembling bodies had not stopped, but now when they heard their master say this, they kowtowed in horror and begged for mercy.

"Your Highness spares your life! Among the people sent out by the Prime Minister at that time, there were people from Jiu Chi Yuan to help! We and other mortals have no power to fight back! I beg Your Highness to be clear!" After speaking, there was another loud kowtow, and some people's blood had already flowed to their faces, but they still kowtowed heavily.

Sikong Nanfeng was furious, and he was even more indifferent to this group of people's begging for mercy!

"A bunch of rubbish! When that old thing appeared in the Imperial City, you should have died! Come on, drag this group of people down and cut them down!" Sikong Nanfeng roared, and with a wave of his sleeve, a group of people were all dragged down!

The main hall was quiet, but Sikong Nanfeng's heart sitting on the throne was turbulent and could not be calm. Even though these useless wastes had been pulled down and cut down, the green tendons in his hands had not lost a single point.

"Bang!"

Sikong Nanfeng was silent for a while, and then slammed his fist on the seat, making a loud noise.

"Bastard!" the original roar was suppressed by him into gnashing teeth.

"I heard that His Highness killed a few derelict guards, what kind of anger is this?"

Just when Sikong Nan's mind was blackened with anger, a voice sounded out of place, he raised his head viciously, and after seeing the person who came, he suddenly rushed up, grabbed his collar and said angrily: "How can there be people from Jiuchi Yuan by your side with that old man?

Bei Cheng looked at him calmly, he tugged at his collar, he was not angry, and said with a slight smile: "I have already told Your Highness before that there is a group of people who defected to Jiuchi Yuan, but you can rest assured, this seat is a promise, and I will definitely arrest them and let you dispose of them, so as to eliminate the anger in your heart!"

"Hmph!" Sikong Nanfeng still glared at him, snorted coldly and shook him away.

Bei Cheng turned into a cloud of black smoke when he shook his hand, and reappeared in another place, standing straight, unaffected by the southerly wind.

"Your Highness don't be angry, he has nobles by his side now, you don't have to worry about him! Bei Cheng said softly.

Sikong Nanfeng turned his head and looked at him suspiciously. The corners of Beicheng's mouth curved slightly, and he raised a hand. It was a black-clad guard who walked in and knelt straight and saluted. Sikong Nanfeng looked at him suspiciously.

"Your Highness, the crown prince has entered the palace. ”

"Who let him in?" Sikong Nanfeng frowned and looked coldly at the black-clothed guard in front of him.

"He came in on his own!" Bei Cheng said preemptively. Sikong Nanfeng's eyes shifted from the black-clothed guard to Beicheng, obviously unwilling to believe it.

Bei Cheng laughed lightly.

"You also know that your imperial brother was rescued on the street that day, do you know who can save people under Jiu Chi Yuan?"

"Seven Palaces and Twelve Palaces?!" After Sikong Nanfeng finished speaking, he said the answer in his heart without thinking about it.

"Now that he has noble people to help him, it is naturally not your turn to worry. ”

He didn't speak, turned his head to look at the person kneeling on the ground, and when the man saw his gaze, he immediately said, "No one in our battle can take her sword, and her strength is unfathomable." Now that she is following the eldest prince, it is difficult for others to get close to her!"

Sikong Nanfeng lowered his head and pondered for a while, and after the black-clothed guard left, Bei Cheng behind him flashed to the windowsill, stroked the dog's tail grass planted in the flower pot, and said disdainfully: "This thing is too ugly, it's better to plant flowers." ”

"Get out of here! This is not something you should touch! How can you Jiu Chiyuan distinguish beauty and ugliness from these things in the world?!"

"Hmph!" Bei Cheng let go of this ugly grass in disgust, waved his sleeves, disappeared in front of the windowsill, and appeared in front of Sikong Nanfeng in the blink of an eye, and said evilly: "I, Jiu Chiyuan, have prepared everything according to His Highness's orders, but this throne has nothing to do with His Highness, and His Highness will feel guilty about the hundred Swirling Nationals who are about to sacrifice for us?"

Sikong Nanfeng raised his head to look at him with a wicked smile, the red blood on his hands stained his eyes red, and he said angrily: "

I don't care who this throne is, and what does it matter to me about the life and death of these people! No one wants to hurt him, no matter what the price is, I will definitely clear all obstacles for him, regardless of life or death!"

The demon laughed, turned around and walked out, and said as he walked: "What a ruthless person! It's a pity that your imperial brother won't accept your affection." Get ready, the prime minister has been thinking about us for a long time, so let's give him a meeting gift first. ”

For a long time, Sikong Nanfeng turned to the pot of dog tail grass in front of the window in a daze, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but show a smile.

Leng Bingxin and Sikong Jue entered the palace, and not long after they left, they saw a row of soldiers coming from not far in front, and the two hurriedly dodged and hid, avoiding this catastrophe, and after walking for a while, another row of soldiers appeared!

Sikong Nanfeng actually has such a ability, he can take down the palace in one fell swoop, and he is surrounded by soldiers who are patrolling, and it is difficult to even walk. Along the way, Leng Bingxin has stunned a lot of people.

The two of them leaned against the wall tiredly, they didn't want to leave, and as soon as they went out, they could meet the soldiers on patrol, which was really draining people's will!

"Leng Bingxin, otherwise you can cast a spell to hide both of us and then go out! This is not a way to hide around!" Sikong Jue gasped, fortunately she was by his side this time, otherwise he would be slaughtered as soon as he entered the palace!

This idea has been cold for a long time, and it is not much better to cast a spell and go directly to the emperor's side than it is now that it is difficult to move an inch?!Who wants to work so hard to deal with it simply! But after thinking about it, she still shook her head helplessly, and said: "No, this is too risky! I am afraid that behind this coup d'Γ©tat is the second highness of Jiuchi Yuan and the Wind Slash Protector behind the control. If they can surround the palace heavily, they will definitely set up a formation in front of the emperor's palace, my cultivation is far inferior to that Feng Slash, if we borrow my spiritual power as a cover, he can easily sense the existence of my spiritual power, and it will be more dangerous at that time!"

Sikong Jue slammed his head against the wall behind him, his brows furrowed, and he closed his eyes.

Jiu Chi Yuan? I never imagined that one day the Imperial City would have something to do with Jiu Chi Yuan! Sikong Nanfeng, what do you want to do? You know that I will not compete with you for the throne, so why do you go to great lengths to do these things?

"Do the people of Jiuchi Yuan have a technique that can control people's minds?" Sikong Jue looked at Leng Bingxin, waiting for her answer.

"Naturally, what? Do you suspect that Jiu Chi Yuan controlled your brother?"

Sikong Jue nodded firmly, and even his eyes were full of seriousness and seriousness. "I've always believed in him! I believed in him before, and I believe in it now! I believe that this was definitely not his intention!"

Leng Bingxin wrapped one hand around his waist and dragged his chin with the other hand and thought for a while.

"It's possible!"

According to what Sikong Jue told her about his imperial brother's character and temperament, he really couldn't think of the reason why he found Jiu Chiyuan to help him usurp the throne. As Sikong Jue once said, he was not interested in this throne at all. Sikong Nanfeng's desire to take this throne is obviously a matter of one sentence! Now that such a situation has appeared, it can only be said that it is the reason for Jiu Chi Yuan!

"Let's not say more, I'll go and stun the two soldiers, let's change their clothes and then blend in!"

Leng Bingxin looked at him suspiciously, only to see Sikong Jue helplessly holding his forehead and saying: "I'm no problem, these soldiers are all transferred from the battlefield outside Xinjiang, and I haven't been around all year round, they don't know me." But, you delicate-skinned and tender-skinned, do you really think that you are a soldier when you put on a battle robe?"

There were so many soldiers along the way, and it seemed that each of them was pitch black, and they had been fed by the wind and rain. But isn't it just black!

"I remember your black-clothed guard still wears a black mask!" Leng Bingxin reminded. Sikong Jue's eyes lit up in an instant, he hadn't seen them since he entered the palace, he had almost forgotten their existence! The two looked at each other tacitly, looked at each other and smiled, their eyes flashing with a strange light.

I also saw a few black-clothed guards in the palace just now, it seems that they are patrolling in front of Sikong Jue's Hongling Palace, let's go over there and take a look first!

The two of them cautiously came to the gate of the palace, lying behind the palace wall, and sure enough, they saw those black-clothed guards!

Leng Bingxin glanced at Sikong Jue, Sikong Jue nodded, walked to the back and bent down to pick up the stones on the ground, and then walked back and threw them in the direction of those people.

The stone landed and made a crisp sound, and the originally quiet Hongling Palace was awakened by a stone. For a while, all the black-clothed guards patrolling in front of the palace rushed over, and when they bypassed the palace wall, Leng Bingxin's hands were quick, and in less than a few seconds, all the black-clothed guards fell to the ground, unconscious.