The seven people wanted to block Qing Xuan in the corridor, but they were forced to open a gap by his sword flower. In the moment when he avoided the sword flower, Qing Xuan rushed out of the corridor and disappeared. The seven of them mustered up their internal strength to chase after them, and when they reached the palace gate, they couldn't see any trace.

There was already a mess outside the palace gate, blood flowed dozens of feet, and the majestic and brave ironclad soldiers of the past had already fallen to the ground: or howling, or crying, or moaning, or... Stiffened and silent. Among the 800 ironclad soldiers, more than seventy percent were picked off hand tendons and leg tendons, more than two percent were stabbed and blinded, and the dozen or so people who were lying on their stomachs and lying stiffly were cut by Qing Xuan.

More than 100 feet away were crowded with thousands of people, all staring at the tragic situation in front of them, and many of them were already crying... This is a national disaster!

"Have you seen which direction the thief has gone?" Yu Lingyi asked loudly to the guards all over the ground.

"Back to my lord, the thief has just rushed into the crowd, and now he has disappeared. One of the guards struggled to his feet and replied bitterly.

Where can I find fish in the sea?

"Brother Yu, what should we do now? That thief is rare to see, and he is gone at this moment, where can we find him? Moreover, we have found him, but I am afraid that the seven of us will not be able to intercept him!" Zhu Xiaochen held his sword, his eyes scanned the crowd, and he frowned at Yu Lingyi on the side. He is conceited that martial arts are rare in the world, and as soon as he handed over to Qing Xuan today, after a few moves, he felt that it was difficult to parry, and his confidence had collapsed to the point that there was nothing left.

"How can his martial arts get to such a situation?"

"If I try to fight with my life, can I take twenty moves from him?"

"His footwork is strange, like a ghost, his body is light and agile, like the wind, and his swordsmanship is ruthless, and his moves are not vain. Who is this old man? How can I never hear that Dahua has such a supreme master!"

... ...

The more Zhu Xiaochen thought about it, the more his heart sank, only to feel that this enemy was too strong, and it was difficult for him to resist no matter what, let alone win.

Yu Lingyi returned the sword into the sheath and said in a deep voice: "The thief's martial arts are too high, let the Gyeonggi camp go to search for it! His Royal Highness the Crown Prince must not have another accident, let's go back immediately, lest the thief go and return to have a chance!"

Duanmu Lan was crushed in his throat, there is no possibility of survival, Duanmu Yu is the prince, and he will be the monarch of the Turkic country as soon as the ceremony passes. The Dahua assassin killed the emperor of the Turkic Kingdom under the noses of the top ten martial artists, and it was already shocking to have one occurrence, how could there be a second time?

"Kick, kick, kick!" a hurried sound of horses' hooves came through the crowd. When the people heard this, they retreated and made way for a road, and the dense ironclad army in the distance drove in. This is the reinforcements that Duanmuyu, Yu Lingyi and others have been waiting for, the strongest garrison army in the Turkic country-Gyeonggi Battalion.

The Gyeonggi camp rushed over less than an hour after hearing the warning from the palace gate, and the reaction was not unpleasant, but it was a step too late after all. No one thought that the more than 3,000 ironclad soldiers and hundreds of royal guards on duty inside and outside the palace would not be able to withstand half an hour. It's too fast, Qing Xuan is too fast! The ironclad army on duty was still searching for his traces, and he came out of the palace shelter, killing ninety-one people in the process, one of whom was their emperor.

A middle-aged man with a short beard grabbed the reins of the horse in front of Yu Lingyi's seven people, jumped off the horse in a hurry, and asked Yu Lingyi with a furious face: "Yu Lingyi, what happened? How did you kill and wound so many people?"

"Dahua is here for the assassin!" Facing the question of the middle-aged man in front of him, Yu Lingyi frowned and replied softly. The palace gate was lost, and it was indeed his fault that the emperor was killed, that is, Duanmu Yu gave him the death penalty, and he did not complain.

"Assassins, don't you already have a well-planned offensive and defensive strategy, how did you let the thieves break through the palace gate?" the middle-aged man said coldly. Seeing that Yu Lingyi and the seven did not answer, he asked again, "Is the emperor frightened?"

Yu Lingyi evened out his breath and said softly: "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has ordered that your entire city in the Gyeonggi Camp search for a white-haired Tongyan Taoist. Kill if you see it!"

The middle-aged man, his eyes were round, his eyes were full of surprise, the hand holding the sword squeaked, and asked in a trembling voice: "Your Majesty..." Seeing Yu Lingyi shook his head slightly, he actually cried out with a "wow", turned his head and jumped on the horse's back with an arrow step, and roared in a neighing voice: "Pass my order, the whole city will be blocked! Go door to door, dig three feet into the ground, and search for a white-haired child-faced Taoist priest! Once discovered, kill on the spot!"

This middle-aged man is General Yipin Gyeonggi, the current queen's brother Mu Qinzhong, and Duanmulan's most trusted confidant. The surname of the Turkic State is Duanmu, while the surname Mu is the second largest surname, which is said to be a branch separated from the Duanmu clan. For hundreds of years, the Duanmu and Mu clans have a tradition of intermarriage, and people with the two surnames can be said to have blood thicker than water, respecting and helping each other. Three of the five first-class generals in the Turkic army were surnamed Mu and two were surnamed Duanmu. The royal family's emphasis on the surname Mu can be seen in general.

Mu Qinzhong left 2,000 men to defend the palace, and he led a group of men and horses straight to the city gate, and the rest scattered to the streets and alleys.

"I'll wait to go back and ask for my life!" Yu Lingyi gritted his teeth and turned his head to say that there were six people behind him. They were all guilty, and although they all did their best, the emperor was still killed under their protection after all.

... ...

"Hu Xiu'an, tell me honestly, what did you do?" Hu Xiu'an entered the porch of the imperial study, and the old prince asked sharply. Something must have happened in the middle of the Shenwang camp before the Shenshao camp reached the Pinan outpost, and the people of the Hu family who were most likely involved in this matter.

After the news of Xia Muyang's death came out in the palace, Hu Xiuan was almost frightened, and even went to his father's house to discuss countermeasures. It is a matter of course for the father and son to think left and right, and in any case, they cannot admit that they have written superstitions to King Zhen, and they insist that they do not know. King Yi is dead, they can only turn to support King Yun, and King Yi also died first, and King Yun seems to have a better chance of winning the prince. Yes, in order to protect the Hu family, they could only go to the dark at night, and Xia Chengcan confronted them with their handwritten letters, and they had to insist that the letterhead was not written by themselves, but deliberately copied and imitated by others. On the queen's side, the two of them have also passed the qi, although they are helpless, she has no choice but to do this, and she can no longer take the lives of more than 1,000 people in the three families of King Yun's Mansion, Liguo Mansion, and the Capital Zhijin Ling Mansion.

"Old prince, what you said can scare the minister!" Hu Xiu'an's face was full of panic, and he bowed and replied, "The minister really doesn't know what the prince is referring to. ”

"Hmph, Hu Xiu'an, why did King Zhen suddenly go north? Do you dare to say that you didn't secretly tell him to return to the capital?" King Duan pointed to his head and said sternly, "Muyang is the pillar of the country and the backbone of Dahua, you... How dare you!" After saying this, he was already full of tears.

Hu Xiu'an's heart shrank, the tip of his nose was sore, and when he remembered the past, two lines of tears couldn't help but flow, "I... How could I be so confused! How could I believe King Yun's nonsense and harm the life of King Yun! I am really guilty of inescaping!" However, it is an unforgivable sin of the nine clans of Zhulian to trap and kill the emperor's concubine, and he does not dare to gamble on the forgiveness of Emperor Yonghua with his family. "It's not a pity for me to die, but it's clear that they are innocent, how can I let them suffer with me!"

"Lord Wang, the king is Xiu'an's cousin, the two of us have grown up since childhood, how could we design to harm him? I'm also very sad that I... Lord Wang, please be aware of it! The minister has never asked the king to return to the capital!" Hu Xiu'an sobbed on the ground. His voice was both sad and true, but it didn't seem to be false at all, and King Duan was a little hesitant.

"If it weren't for the Hu family, could it really be the trick of the Duanmu clan?" Duanwang held a cane in one hand and pressed his heart with the other, thinking secretly.