Outside the hall, the sun is still shining brightly.
In the temple, the atmosphere is joyful.
Yan Yue was happy and took advantage of the birthday of the former emperor and now the Supreme Emperor to hold a grand banquet. All civil and military officials and their families were present.
Everyone happily presented gifts, and until now, there is still no mention of the bloody night.
Chen Guoxiang, who was the most powerful in the Yan Kingdom, and the Queen of the Yan Kingdom, the eldest prince, the second prince and the third prince seemed to have completely disappeared since that night.
Today's Yan Kingdom is more prosperous than before after Yan Yue ascended the throne. People slowly forget what happened in the past.
No one cared about why the emperor suddenly wanted to take the Zen throne a year ago. For them, having good food, housing, good drinks, and having money with them was the greatest joy.
Sitting on the high dragon chair, Yan Yue had a rare feeling of popularity and happiness.
Since that night, he seemed to have transformed into a real iceberg, burying all emotions and swallowing up all expressions.
But now, there is a little light in his eyes.
call out--
A sharp arrow suddenly flew from outside the palace, mixed with the power of strong air pressure.
Everyone was stunned by this sudden accident until chaotic sounds sounded outside the hall.
"There are assassins."
boom--
It was like dry grass being set on fire, and the palace was boiling.
Several masked black figures suddenly broke in. They were full of murderous intent. The thin sunlight slanted from outside the hall and fell on the black clothes. It was shiny, adding a bit of horror and chill.
"Guard you, escort you."
Eunuch Chen ran into the hall waving his fly whisk, his high-pitched voice rising like a broken saw tooth, making the pores stand up.
The palace had been in chaos for a long time, and the normally pampered officials were running around in panic. The concubines, who were all dressed up in fancy clothes, screamed in fright.
"The Supreme Emperor, the dragon body is important. You should take the Imperial Concubine to escape." Eunuch Chen retreated to the Supreme Emperor. Seeing that the scene was getting more and more chaotic, he said in a panic.
The Supreme Emperor turned his head and looked at the somewhat panicked Concubine An. After so many years, this seemingly cold-looking woman has been the only one by his side. He stood up and said, "Then let's go back first."
"Your Majesty, where are you?" Before leaving, he looked at Yanyue with some worry.
"Father, don't worry, my son and I will be fine." Yan Yue smiled lightly, ordered people to send them away, and watched as their figures disappeared.
He had no resentment towards him. If there was any resentment before, after that night, because of his words, he gave him the throne, and now there is no resentment.
"Master." Yanliu said, wanting Yanyue to leave.
In such a scene, with the skills of just a few people, it was not their turn to take action.
The flaming moon rose and stopped his words.
It's rare that he's in a good mood, so why not take a good look at the show someone has prepared for him.
Yanliu stood upright, standing next to Yanyue, looking at everything below with cold eyes. He knew that with the news about the imperial concubine, he would slowly become the previous master.
Several black figures entered the hall, but they came straight towards Yanyue.
However, in the high position, Yan Yue still had a lazy expression, unmoved at all. Yan Liu also stood motionless, as if the things and people in front of him had nothing to do with them, as if the strong murderous aura
Didn't get close to them at all.
With the flash of swords and the shadow of swords, the well-trained imperial guards were fighting with the men in black. The officials and concubines were frightened. They couldn't care less about their manners and even hid under the table or behind the pillars. They looked as embarrassed as they could.
The evil eyes narrowed slightly, and a dangerous light flashed past. The thin lips of the character were raised, and Yan Yue looked down with a straight face, catching the magical hand of the man in black.
"If you let these people come to assassinate me, will you think too highly of me?" Xuanyuan Ye curled his lips evilly and spoke lazily.
"The skills of these people really shouldn't receive such a task." Yanliu frowned. Anyone with a discerning eye would know at a glance that the skills of these people are similar to those of people who are not good at academics. How can they enter the palace? And it looks like they are still going to assassinate.
emperor?
Did they come here specifically to die?
Another group of imperial guards, officials, and concubines came outside the palace, and they seemed to feel relieved when they saw the imperial guards coming. Many people took the opportunity to run behind the imperial guards for protection.
"Enter." Yang Su, the leader of the Royal Forest Army, looked cold and stern. The sunlight fell on the silver armor and shone with determination. With a wave of his hand, all the Royal Forest Army rushed towards the man in black.
He was simply seeking death, for he dared to enter the palace and assassinate the emperor so openly.
The palace seemed to become crowded all of a sudden.
Although the number of men in black is not large, and their martial arts skills are not comparable to the flames and undercurrents, they do not seem to have much difficulty in dealing with the imperial guards, and there is no panic. The only exposed eyes are as steady as a pool of stagnant water. They seem to be
He waved the sword in his hand like a manipulated puppet. The cold light shone.
, as if the King of Hell is calling.
Princess Ling'er, who was also attending the banquet, saw the situation in front of her and was not too panicked. Her bright eyes were still shining brightly. Suddenly, she snatched the sword of a guard and swung it at the man in black.
However, although her skills were extraordinary, she did not have much actual combat experience after all. After several attempts, it was naturally difficult. A thin layer of sweat gradually appeared on her forehead, and her hands became soft.
When Yang Su saw this, he was frightened and wanted to rush forward several times, but he had no choice but to struggle with the man in black next to him.
"ah--"
The sword in Ling'er's hand was knocked down, and she saw that the sword of the man in black was about to strike down. She closed her eyes and waited for the sword to fall. But the pain she imagined did not appear, and a pair of big cold hands hugged her.
waist. When I opened my eyes, I saw a cold and beautiful man in front of me. His thin lips
Squeezing lightly, he held the sword in his hand and started fighting with the man in black. The coldness in his waist seemed to reach his face. It was obviously such a cold temperature, but it made his cheeks turn red. His bright eyes couldn't help but follow him.
, his moves are fierce and his momentum is extraordinary, just like the knights in the legend...
…
Some of the men in black were wounded by swords, and the faint smell of blood began to permeate the air. The unrippled eyes of the leading man in black changed, as if the coldness of a thousand-year ice pool had accumulated under his eyes. The thumb and index finger of his right hand were placed next to his lips,
A loud whistle sounded.
brush--
Another group of men in black ran in from outside the palace. The officials and concubines, who thought they were safe, screamed again.
The men in black seemed to be angered by the group of imperial guards. They brandished their swords and stabbed anyone they saw, regardless of whether the person in front of them was their target.
"Ah, be careful behind you." Ling'er, who was protected by the undercurrent, unexpectedly saw someone sneaking up on him behind the undercurrent. Instantly, his face turned pale and he shouted a warning.
The undercurrent wanted to protect him, but the man in black in front of him was entangled. He heard a gasp, and the sword was inserted into his back. With a cry, the leader of the man in black pulled it out again, and blood spattered.
, enchanting and terrifying.
The sword in Ling'er's hand fell to the ground with a thud, and she covered her mouth. She felt that her eyes were blurred, her heart was beating hard, and she felt inexplicable heartache. But before she could react, Yanliu shouted out first: