In an instant, it was like a volcano erupting, and there were sounds of killing all around.
It's just that the backyard was in chaos because of the fighting, and the festive wedding banquet from the previous day was still going on.
Murong Lingfeng turned around, looked at Mo Yiran who was standing aside, and asked: "Are you Ran Mo?" In fact, he should have thought of it a long time ago. If she was not Prince An Yi's princess Ran Mo, what would he be on Yin Wuchou's wedding day?
Will go to get married!
"Well, my name is Mo Yiran." Mo Yiran nodded, not hiding anything.
Murong Lingfeng curled his lips and smiled, "It's good that you're not dead." He was talking about the execution. After the words fell, he no longer looked at Mo Yiran, but flew out and fought with those women.
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What has to be said is that the people who sneaked into the palace this time were all women, not a single man. Even their leader was a woman. Logically speaking, Yin Zhiyun owed a romantic debt, and his enemies came to seize it.
His empire is over.
Not long after, on the entire battlefield, only His Majesty Emperor Xue Ji and Murong Lingfeng were left fighting hand in hand.
The woman looked up to the sky and laughed, "You'd better not get your hopes up. After I entered the palace, I blocked all the guards outside. Now... no one can come in and save you. Yin Zhiyun, just surrender and arrest me."
The palace can consider keeping your whole body!"
Yin Zhiyun sneered, "Do you think that the lonely king has been sitting in the country for so many years in vain?" After saying that, he curled his index finger and put it into his lips, and a whistle sounded in the dark night.
This sound must be His Majesty Emperor Xue Ji summoning his dead soldiers.
Suddenly, footsteps of different shades were heard not far away, and the sound was coming towards the study.
Hearing this, Yin Zhiyun's complexion instantly turned pale. How powerful this woman was, she was able to prevent his dead soldiers from coming in, and... the one who came now was not the guard he was waiting for, but the other party's guard.
The smile on the woman's face deepened, but she stood aside and did not take action, just waiting for the arrival of the team that was not far away. At this time, Yin Zhiyun's eyes became a little deeper, and no one could
I couldn't guess what he was thinking.
"Father?" A crisp voice suddenly rang out in the silent night, and the person calling was slightly out of breath.
Yin Zhiyun's heart suddenly rose to his throat. He suddenly regretted it. He regretted it very much. He regretted that he had spoiled him too much for so many years. Yes, this voice came from Yin Wuxie, who was getting married today.
It's getting closer, it's getting closer, the person walking in the front is Yin Wuchou, and Yin Wuxie next to him has a sword held to his neck. He asks urgently: "Father, are you okay?"
"Wuxie?" Yin Zhiyun called out softly, this sound mixed with infinite helplessness!
"Second brother, did you lure me out of Yanqing Palace just to threaten my father? Don't forget, he is also your father!" Yin Wuxie gritted his teeth and said to Yin Wuchou: "Besides, father
I have always loved you so much, how could you bear to do this!" Even the stupidest person, seeing this scene, would surely understand that Yin Wucai had rebelled.
Yin Wuchou ignored him and looked around the crowd, as if he was looking for something. Murong Lingfeng was the first to react. He knew that Yin Wuchou was definitely looking for Mo Yiran. After all, Mo Yiran was now his princess.
But his movements were still a step slower, because when he reached Mo Yiran's side, Yin Wuzui was already one step ahead of him, grabbed Mo Yiran's waist, held his sword against Murong Lingfeng's chest, and said: "I, the King
Princess, do you, a hussar general, dare to move?"
Murong Lingfeng chuckled and said, "I am only loyal to Your Majesty!"
"Chi'er, take him down!" The woman gave the order, and the surroundings surged again. Yin Wuzuo let go of Mo Yiran's hand and started fighting with Murong Lingfeng, but His Majesty Emperor Xue Ji was led by the woman.
The people who came were surrounded by a tight crowd, and it was impossible to rush out. Besides, Yin Wuxie was still in the hands of the enemy.
All the rare fatherly love he had in this life has been given to Yin Wuxie, but this fatherly love is surprisingly little, so even if Yin Wuxie is in the opponent's hands, it still cannot weaken his fighting power. This is the ruthless emperor!
Of course, only he and the woman standing aside to watch the battle knew all this.
Mo Yiran also stood aside and watched. The martial arts routines used by those women were somewhat familiar to her. As soon as her mind turned around, she remembered that this was the martial arts used by the women who assassinated her in the palace that day.
From the moment she was designed to marry Yin Wuchou, she was just a pawn to them. Now everything is really clear. So now she is waiting to see them fight to the death!
If His Majesty Emperor Xue Ji wins, then she will die, but the possibility of this seems very small, because the palace has been occupied by the people brought by the woman, and His Majesty Emperor Xue Ji's people cannot get close at all.
And if Yin Wuchou wins, she will lose the role that the chess piece should have, and she will also die. Of course, she can place her hope in Yin Wuchou, but this seems impossible, because he is far from his child, and because he is already
He used her as bait, which showed that he never cared about what she thought.
Then, the only way is to run away!
But at this moment, the figure is looking forward to it. She is no match for so many people and has no place to defend her!
It is said that Yin Wuchou pretends to be a pig and eats tigers all the time, so Murong Lingfeng has no idea how deep his martial arts foundation is. When he only knows himself and does not know the enemy, his chance of winning is really pitiful, so he was beaten by the sword in Yin Wuchou's hand.
He fell into pieces and was finally stepped on the ground by his foot, unable to stand up again.
As for Yin Zhiyun, he was truly an emperor. Countless women had fallen in front of him, and he still stepped on those corpses and continued to fight, just like a bloodthirsty devil, which made people feel extremely chilled. But the woman brought
There were so many people there that Yin Zhiyun was actually killed several times.
Time passed little by little, Murong Lingfeng had already been held with a sword at his neck, and Yin Wuzui came to Mo Yiran again, leaving her without a chance to escape.
The lady not far away, with curved lips, watched with relish as Yin Zhiyun strangled one of his own people on the side. The blood spattered and landed on Yin Zhiyun's bright yellow dragon robe, as well as his chiseled handsome face.
On the bed, his hair had long been messed up by swords and halberds. But Yin Wuxie's heart was trembling all the time. He didn't seem to have thought that his father was so bloodthirsty and desperate to kill the enemy that he had already been killed.
His life and death were ignored.
In other words, when Yin Zhiyun decided to fight a bloody road, he had already given up on the life and death of the child he loved very much. And his son is still worried about his life and death at this moment. It seems that it is not good for a person to be too simple.
, but if it is not pure, you should feel a chill in your heart at this moment.