In the main hall, the third prince slowly walked up to the Ling Emperor and looked at the Ling Emperor with pity. At this moment, the Ling Emperor was no longer as majestic as an eagle or wolf. He was just a pale old man. A flash of light flashed through his mind.
Complex thoughts, but instantly overwhelmed by the image of him being able to do whatever he wants after sitting on the throne——
After sighing softly, he slowly raised the long sword in his hand and stabbed the Spirit Emperor suddenly in the head...
Inside the palace.
Zong Yan was walking in the night with the disciples of the Holy Temple, and his footsteps suddenly stopped. For some reason, he suddenly regretted not killing the fifth prince who surprised and surprised him with his own hands. At this moment, there was always something in his heart.
A vague bad feeling...
The temple believers following him looked at his back in confusion, feeling that the president tonight seemed a little strange...
"Let's go!"
After a short silence, Zong Yan sighed softly, shook his head slightly, and got rid of the thoughts in his mind. He wanted to laugh, and felt funny that he had such thoughts, but the feeling in his heart made him unable to laugh.
come out……
"Am I getting old?"
An idea suddenly popped into his mind...
Deep inside the palace.
This is a very remote place, so remote that many people don’t even know there is such a place in the palace!
The cold moonlight shone like flowing water on the entire courtyard. A woman raised her head and looked up at the night sky, her face a little pale...
"Why do I feel heartache? Is something wrong with Yun'er or Aniang?"
A sigh sounded quietly, reflecting the infinite vicissitudes of life!
…
At this moment, the night seems to have reached its limit and will never deepen again. It is like a veil on the stage, looming and looming...
At the entrance of the palace...
Two types of sergeants, one black and one white, are engaged in a life-and-death struggle. The roaring roars, the smell of blood, and the killing are ongoing...
Chi chi chi chi… Countless sounds of piercing the air resounded!
The arrow feathers all over the sky took away one life after another...
The cruelty of war is vividly reflected here!
"Black Knight!" The Imperial Guardsmen who had been killed by crossbow arrows cried out in a pool of blood...
The black knight is riding on a horse, wearing black armor, reflecting the moonlight in the sky, giving off a dark soul-eating luster, just like the night at this moment...
Blood dyed the ground red--------
…
Everything is happening slowly...
"No..."
However, suddenly, there was such an abrupt silence between heaven and earth. Only a heart-rending roar could be heard. In an instant, it resounded throughout the entire palace. At the same time as the roar sounded, there was an violent and evil force coming from the palace.
The inner feeling suddenly burst out and began to spread...
"Yun'er..." The lost spirit emperor suddenly woke up——
"Lao Wu——" The third prince was horrified and looked at Li Ziyun who was still lying there...
"Bah, bah, bah..." Hei Wuchang, whose dark cyan light had been extinguished, suddenly lit up again, and suddenly turned around and screamed...
"It's him -" Zong Yan suddenly stopped, turned his head, and cast his eyes in the direction they left. His eyes were a little horrified and gloomy. He suddenly had a bad premonition!
"Yes... this is Yun'er's voice! Yes, it must be Yun'er's voice. Yun'er, what's wrong with you? You must not abandon your mother... Wuwu... You have to wait for your mother..."
Deep in the palace, the woman suddenly started crying and shouting like crazy...
"It's the fifth prince!" On the city wall, the two camps that were killing each other seemed to have suddenly stopped, and they all stopped fighting for a moment...
…
The third prince's expression suddenly changed, he gritted his teeth, and suddenly stabbed the Ling Emperor with the long sword in his hand. The Ling Emperor just stared blankly at Li Ziyun, not noticing anything at all, but there was another person present who noticed it, shockingly
It’s just that the wind doesn’t stay!
Suddenly jumping up, he pounced on Ling Emperor's body. With a whoosh, the long sword mercilessly penetrated Feng Buliu's body. Blood surged out like a fountain, splashing all over Ling Emperor's face.
——
His body trembled violently, and Ling Emperor suddenly woke up. He hugged Feng Buliu and howled miserably: "No... no!"
The evil and violent terrifying power suddenly burst out from Li Ziyun's body, and everything around him collapsed. He stood up slowly, and his pupils turned frighteningly scarlet, as if blood was overflowing in his pupils.
, looked so terrifying that it actually scared the people brought by the third prince to flee. Even Zhao Linfu retreated to a corner in the hall in panic...
The third prince's face was a little gloomy, with a trace of ferocity flashing across his face. He pulled out the long sword fiercely, and stabbed the Ling Emperor again without hesitation. Just as he was about to pierce the Ling Emperor's chest, suddenly, a white sword
Ruyu's hand suddenly appeared in front of her eyes, and she grabbed the sword with one hand. With a "click", the sword broke!
Startled, the third prince suddenly turned around and was startled by the scarlet pupils of Li Ziyun who suddenly appeared behind him. With a shake of his right hand, half of the long sword in his hand had fallen off, and he kept retreating...
"You, you can't kill me, I am your third brother——"
At the same time as the panicked voice sounded, a hand had been inserted into his chest, and a scream suddenly came. The chest was inserted by a hand. Surprisingly, not a drop of blood flowed out, but this hand
, but felt the beating of the third prince's heart, beating violently...
Panic and fear, a little bit of every negative emotion.
"You, you can't kill..."
Everyone is afraid of death and cherishes his own life. When killing others, he must think that one day he will be killed too. The third prince has killed many people, but he has never considered this issue because he
I don’t think he would give others this chance!
But at this moment, he clearly heard the sound of his heart breaking, and blood slowly poured out from his palm. When the hand inserted into his chest was taken out, he was already kneeling on the ground, and fell to the ground with a thud.
He fell to the ground. At this moment, his eyes were looking at Emperor Ling, and finally at the throne symbolizing imperial power behind Emperor Ling——
Just a little bit different...
He said this to himself.
The endless darkness swallowed up his consciousness in an instant...
Suddenly he raised his head and roared, and a huge evil energy mixed with the roar rose into the sky, shaking the whole hall, as if it was about to collapse. In Zhao Linfu's horrified and incomprehensible eyes, a black figure like a demon flashed.
Like ejaculation...
[There’s one more chapter...hoho! Thanks to that girl for the gold medal, ^_^]
