Gu Tingfang was startled. His face turned pale in an instant. He couldn't tell why, but there was a clear stinging pain somewhere in his heart.
It turned out that this was what she had in mind, and she actually wanted her own life.
No wonder, she clearly has a large army in her hand and is very close, but she has to go far away to deliver the news. Isn't it because she wants to clear her suspicions after the incident?
Gu Tingfang felt as if his heart was being opened by a sharp blade, and he felt a biting coldness.
But, why?
Isn’t Yin Luzhu... happy with herself?
"Sister, come with me quickly. Don't hesitate. They are coming this way. If you are late, it will be too late."
Xiaoyue grabbed Gu Tingfang's arm and pulled him outside.
However, as soon as he reached the door, he bumped into Yang Tian and others who were coming towards him.
Chen Mo was shocked.
He looked at Gu Tingfang blankly, feeling flustered in his heart. It turned out that he was really your Majesty.
Back then, when he was in the capital of Yin, he took a quick glance at the Jinluan Palace and saw the emperor's face still before his eyes.
Gu Tingfang obviously also saw Chen Mo, his narrow phoenix eyes narrowed slightly: "Chen Aiqing?"
Chen Mo subconsciously wanted to kneel down, but was supported by Yang Yong.
Chen Mo understood and stared at Gu Tingfang gloomily, "Who dares to call me that?"
In just a moment, Gu Tingfang knew that what Xiaoyue said was true.
Staring at the people approaching in front of her, Gu Tingfang blocked Xiaoyue behind her and backed away calmly.
Chen Mo stared at him with a gloomy face, "Today, this village will be your burial place!"
"Quick! Kill him!"
Chen Mo took a step back, stood behind Yang Tian and Yang Yong, and gave instructions in a deep voice.
Yang Tian's hand holding the knife kept shaking, and he didn't dare to move rashly. After all, the person in front of him was the Emperor of Yin!
Chen Mo looked sideways at Yang Tian, "What are you waiting for? Are you waiting for reinforcements to arrive and cut you into pieces?"
Chen Mo's words finally stimulated Yang Tian.
He slowly raised his sword and slashed at Gu Tingfang.
Gu Tingfang dodged, but the corner of her clothes was still cut off.
Watching this scene, Chen Mo's gloomy eyes glanced at Yang Tian. He quietly withdrew from the crowd, and then opened his bow and arrow.
As soon as his hand was released, the arrow quickly stabbed Gu Tingfang.
"Hmm!"
As Gu Tingfang groaned, the arrow pierced his chest with such force that he even took a few steps back before falling to the ground.
He covered his chest with one hand and looked up with difficulty.
But Chen Mo saw a sneer on his lips and slowly lowered his bow.
"Sister!" Xiaoyue held Gu Tingfang's arm, her face full of anxiety, "Sister, are you okay?"
Gu Tingfang shook her head.
Yang Tian immediately breathed a sigh of relief and ordered: "Burn!"
Following his order, countless torches were thrown towards the house.
This house is made of wood. In just a moment, flames erupted from the house, seeming to swallow up the entire world.
The flames danced wildly in the wind, making crackling sounds. Thick smoke rose and quickly enveloped the entire village. The black smoke was mixed with orange firelight, like a doomsday picture.
Gu Tingfang tried hard to hold himself up, but the weakness in his body made it difficult for him to breathe.
At the critical moment, he had no choice but to push Xiaoyue towards the only window, "Let's go!"
