Wei Shengshao also died.

A lot of things have happened tonight, and many of them have made people feel a little numb, there are countless dead, and the living people are still exploring different ways to die, so that when the popular third prince in front of him fell, no one was willing to look at him more.

Including his father, Emperor Wei Shengzhao.

Maybe the relationship between the two broke up in that "I don't want to see him again", but people are not plants and trees after all, and there is always such an imprint in the depths of the soul, which will suddenly burn and hurt at a certain moment in their lives, and the tears of the painful people are like rain.

Wei Sheng Shao fell to the ground, and Wei Sheng Zhao looked at the sky.

If Wei Shengshao succeeded in usurping the throne tonight, then at this moment, maybe he would raise his head like this.

Of course, there are no ifs.

"This sword of yours is very peculiar, it kills people, and it doesn't get bloody. Mo Jun quietly looked at the peerless shadow in the hand of King Fudo Ming, and took a step forward quietly.

King Fudo shook the hilt of the sword in his hand and wrote lightly, "If it were your blood, I think it would be happy to drink it." ”

Mo Jun narrowed his eyes: "Come and try?"

"There's no need for the general to provoke me here, and there's no need to be able to speak here, it's too late to say anything. King Fudo sneered, and his eyes were shining: "You guys, you can't escape!"

Bang!

As soon as the words fell, there was a loud bang, echoing in the hall.

Everyone's eyes crossed the King of Fudongming, only to see a group of black-clothed people behind him hurrying towards him, surrounding the entire hall. The first two were young and handsome, and the other was old and listless, but the old man looked far more permeable than the young man, and in the sunken eye sockets, the sun, moon and stars seemed to hang.

Expected, unexpected.

Wei Shengzhao was stunned, and after a while, he said two words in a trembling voice: "Guang'er?"

Wei Shengguang's cheeks were slightly red, as if he had just been drunk, and when he heard Wei Shengzhao's question, his narrow eyes narrowed, he hiccuped, and he saluted exaggeratedly: "Erchen has seen his father~"

Wei Shengzhao pointed at the old man again, and said in disbelief: "Taifu...... Even you?"

Sikong Quan bowed slightly, and said neither humbly nor arrogantly: "The old minister greets Your Majesty, long live Your Majesty!"

Wei Shengzhao suddenly felt dizzy and crumbling, and Mo Jun on the side hurriedly helped him steady when he saw this, his eyes were full of anxiety.

"Are you here to get rid of the thief, or to help the thief, or are you the thief?"

"Naturally, I came to get rid of the thief. ”

Wei Shengzhao smiled bitterly, he had already heard this sentence.

That's fine.

Yu Wenlie on the side looked at them in a daze, and then looked up to the sky and laughed, his expression was distorted, his face was hideous, and he looked like crazy.

"Hahaha! It turns out that the master of your Tianxin Sect is the shrunken turtle of Sikong Quan, sad!

Sikong Quan squinted at Yu Wenlie and asked, "What is your opinion?"

Yu Wenlie said loudly: "I'm sad that your Tianxin Sect has no eyes, and laughs at you Sikong Clan's successor! Even if you win tonight, what if you win? Your road is about to come to an end! Moreover, I still have to laugh, laugh at you for being smart, do you really think that tonight is over?"

Everyone's eyes were focused on Yu Wenlie, only to hear him continue: "Mo Jun is missing in the Imperial Palace, my two sons will definitely know the news as soon as possible, with their intelligence, they will be able to guess that something has happened in the palace, they will definitely rush to the palace, and the entire army in the capital will rush here! As long as Your Majesty is kept alive before that, you will all have to finish playing!"

Yu Wenlie has already let it go, and his words are obviously implying that Mo Jun must protect His Majesty, anyway, he has already finished playing, and he doesn't mind dragging Sikong into the water again.

Mo Jun thought about it and felt that what Yu Wenlie said seemed to have some truth.

"Oh? Sikong Quan frowned slightly and nodded.

Yu Wenlie sneered unceremoniously: "Of course, how do you think I got in? With your waste son, you can also guard the Qilin Gate?"

"Waste son?" Sikong Quan closed his eyes and muttered a repeat, as if he didn't know who Yu Wenlie was talking about.

Yu Wenlie became more and more arrogant: "Your two sons are waste, one is self-righteous, and the other is greedy for life and afraid of death, hahahaha!"

A hint of coldness flashed in Sikong Quan's eyes, and then he laughed: "In this way, Lord Taiwei often mentions his son in front of others. ”

Yu Wenlie snorted coldly disdainfully, and said in his heart that Lao Tzu's son is not much stronger than you, the son of an old turtle.

"Look...... I haven't been home for many days, I heard that you killed him?" Sikong Quan suddenly lowered his head, and slowly walked towards Yu Wenlie with his arms behind his back, he walked very slowly, very lightly, and asked very lightly, very calmly.

Yu Wenlie suddenly felt a palpitation, and couldn't help but take two steps back.

He didn't know why, Sikong Quan was obviously walking very slowly, but almost in the blink of an eye, those eyes as deep as night appeared in front of him, staring straight at him, expressionless, but cold as frost. Then, a word rang in his ears.

"Although the old man doesn't like that kid, he is still my son after all......"

Sikong Quan seemed to sigh, then lowered his head again, his waist became more bent, and the figures of the two were staggered and overlapping at this moment.

Yu Wenlie suddenly felt a chill in his abdomen, and the expression on his face seemed to freeze at this moment.

"As for the thoughts...... Don't underestimate my son!"

Sikong Quan quietly put down this sentence, walked slowly and walked by Yu Wenlie's side so gently, until there was a sound behind him, and then he raised his head.

Kirin Guard, just a small position.

The night seemed to be getting darker.

"What do you mean!"

At this moment, at the Qilin Gate, a group of mighty troops were gathered, they were all people from all over the capital, and even Jing Zhaoyin's soldiers came to join in the fun, all wanting to break into the palace, but they were stopped at the Qilin Gate.

The person at the head is Yu Wenhong, who is blushing at the moment, looking at this commonplace who nods to him on weekdays, and his uneasy premonition is getting stronger and stronger.

Sikong Xiang's face was fearless, and he said with a righteous and awe-inspiring face: "General Yuwen, what do you mean by this? Who gave you the courage to dare to lead troops to break into the palace late at night? Without Your Majesty's holy decree, this is a capital crime!"

Yu Wenhong said angrily: "Do you know what happened in the palace?"

Sikong wanted to raise his eyebrows slightly.

"Someone wants to assassinate His Majesty! We are here to escort you, and you dare to stop you?"

Sikong didn't bother with Yu Wenhong, but glanced at the generals behind Yu Wenhong, and a smile crossed the corner of his mouth: "You also have the same meaning as General Yuwen?"

Everyone was startled for no reason, but they still nodded their heads one after another, signaling Sikong to give way.

"Interesting. Sikong Xiang suddenly pulled out the saber at his waist, raised his eyebrows, and said sharply: "General Ben has been guarding the Qilin Gate all night, and I have never heard of anyone coming to assassinate His Majesty! But you people know a lot? In my opinion, I am afraid that someone has malicious intentions!"

Yu Wenhong has already scolded in his heart, his father has just brought someone into the palace, this fantasy can still pretend that he doesn't know anything, if Yu Wenhong doesn't realize anything at this time, then he is stupid.

So Yu Wenhong vigorously drew his sword, and the blade of the sword pointed directly at Sikong Xiang, threatening: "Tianxin Sect attacked the Imperial Court Division at night and robbed Mojun, their next target will definitely be here! If you dare to stop it, General Ben will suspect that you are colluding with the thieves, believe it or not, General Ben will behead you with a sword?"

"On that day, Your Majesty's birthday banquet, Tianxin Sect was in turmoil, Your Majesty once said, is the reckless person getting rid of the thief or helping the thief?" Sikong wanted to sneer, not to be outdone, raised the long sword in his hand, and said-for-tat: "Gather an army without an edict, what are your intentions?

Or ...... Do you want to try your Yu Wenhong's sword sharpness, or my fantasy sword sharpness?"

Suddenly, a monstrous wave of qi gushed out from Sikong Xiang's body, and the aura churned and roared, and the faces of the startled people changed again and again. They weren't afraid of how sharp Sikongxiang's sword really was, but they began to think about what Sikongxiang said.

In any case, this matter is not right for them, even if it is really to get rid of the thief or to escort it, after all, this is at the feet of the Son of Heaven, who dares to act like this? If the Holy One blames him, the death penalty may be avoided, but the living crime will definitely not escape.

Now it's hard to say which is right and which is wrong, Yuwenhong actually said in vain that he wanted to kill Qilinwei, this is a real disrespect, even if he is the third son of Yuwen's family, for a while, almost no one dared to follow and participate in the peace, and they began to retreat.

Yu Wenhong turned around and looked at the crowd that was gradually retreating, and his anger was even greater, but he knew that he couldn't be angry with them at this time, which would only backfire and arouse suspicion, and all he could do was to "take" the fantasy head-on.

So Yu Wenhong calmed down slightly, took a deep breath, and said with a piercing gaze: "What General Ben said, everything is true, if there is really someone who is not good for Your Majesty, General Sikong, can you afford this crime?"

Sikong pursed his lips disdainfully, and said with a smile: "General Ben only knows that there are two shadow guards around Your Majesty, and there are forbidden troops and two commanders in the palace, and my duty is to take care of this Qilin Gate, don't let the young people break in easily!"

"You!"

Yu Wenhong gasped heavily, his eyes staring at Sikong Xiang became colder and colder, he knew that it was impossible to make concessions in front of him, if he really wanted to break into the palace, there was only one way!

Let's see whose sword is sharper!

Yu Wenhong secretly exerted his strength and clenched the long sword in his hand.

But before he could make a move, everyone's eyes were attracted by the other, and even Si Fanxiang turned his head.

I saw a person running in the long main road behind the Qilin Gate, he was disheveled and looked extremely embarrassed, and he couldn't see the person's appearance clearly under the night sky, but he could clearly hear him shouting in a desperate voice.

"Someone, help!"