As if they expected that the old palace master would take action, Lan Jiuqing and the old palace master struck out almost one after the other, their palms hitting each other. Facing the old palace master's powerful attack, Lan Jiuqing took half a step back, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.
.
"Old Palace Master, the sword is not old yet." Lan Jiuqing raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, but the old Palace Master was frightened: "No..."
The old palace master rushed forward, preparing to stop Lan Jiuqing from wiping the blood with Lu Yimo's portrait, but ignored the glint in Lan Jiuqing's eyes.
"Bang..." Before it even touched the corner of Lan Jiuqing's clothes, the old palace master was knocked away by Lan Jiuqing's palm, hit the wall, and then fell to the ground.
"Pfft!" The old palace master vomited blood and tried to get up, but found that he was unable to do so. He half-supported his body and glared at Lan Jiuqing: "Insidious and despicable.
Lan Jiuqing didn't care about the ferocity in the old palace's eyes. He pulled up a chair and sat down. As if interrogating a prisoner, he said to the old palace master: "Have you heard any footsteps outside? Your son's men are coming soon."
,How about it? You’re not going to tell me the whereabouts of the map yet?”
"Give me the portrait." the old palace master ordered.
It's a pity that he is no longer the former Palace Master of Xuanxiao Palace. Even the people in Xuanxiao Palace will not listen to his words, let alone Lan Jiuqing. Lan Jiuqing did not even look at the old Palace Master and said: "I
On the count of three, if you don’t reveal the whereabouts of the map, I will tear this painting apart.”
Lan Jiuqing put the sword on the table and held the scroll in both hands. His actions told the old palace master that he was not joking.
The old palace master was anxious, his eyes were red, and he said loudly: "Don't tear my painting, don't tear it..."
"Tell me where the map is." Lan Jiuqing didn't sympathize with the other party at all. Seeing that the old palace master didn't say anything, he started counting down: "Three..."
"two……"
Lan Jiuqing exerted a little force with his hands. The old palace master seemed to hear the sound of the scroll being torn into pieces, and he quickly said: "I said, I said, the map is in the scroll, don't tear it, don't tear it up."
This is a request, an old man's request: "Take away the map and leave the painting to me."
"Is it in the scroll?" Lan Jiuqing pulled out the upper and lower scrolls and crushed them with a "pop". Sure enough... a sheepskin map fell on the table. Lan Jiuqing picked it up and looked at it carefully.
After confirming that its material and lines were the same as the one in his hand, he put the map away.
"You got the map, give me the scroll." The old palace master looked at the scroll with the scroll removed with a look of regret.
What he cares about is not the map, but Lan Jiuqing's understanding of taking the map and destroying the scroll.
"To you? I'm sorry, I think there is something wrong with your understanding. I said you give me the map, and then I gave you the painting. But I found the map myself, so of course I can't give this painting to you." Yuluo,
Lan Jiuqing grabbed the sword on the table and jumped out of the window.
When the old palace master heard this, he rushed forward: "Asshole, bastard, you bastard, give me back the painting, give me back my Yimo."
Unfortunately, even if he ignored his injuries and stood up forcefully, he could not catch up with Lan Jiuqing. He wanted to rush out to chase Lan Jiuqing, but the guards rushed in at this time and stopped in front of the old palace master: "Old palace master
, the palace master has an order, you cannot go out."
"Ahem...go away." The old palace master was unmoved and wanted to push the guard away, but his situation at this time was very bad and he was no match for the guard.
The guards were respectful on the surface, but in reality they showed no respect at all. They forcibly detained Lao Gong inside the house, leaving him to shout desperately in the house: "Give me back my Yimo..."
When Lan Jiuqing left, Xuan Shaoqi also led people to stop Xuan Shaojie, Lu Yiran and Xuan Fei. There was no expression on Xuan Shaoqi's face, but his words made Xuan Shaojie's whole body shiver.
"Shaojie, you actually cooperated with Dongling, Nanling, and Xiling to seize the Xuanxiao Palace. You really disappoint me. In the name of the palace master, I will deprive you of your surname. You are not worthy of the surname Xuan."
"I didn't, I didn't." Xuan Shaojie quickly explained, but Xuan Shaoqi didn't listen to his explanation at all and directly ordered people to take him down: "For the sake of you being my half-brother, I will keep you alive."
Life, in order to prevent you from doing anything that would disgrace Xuanxiao Palace again, I will abolish your martial arts."
"No, I didn't. Xuan Shaoqi, please don't slander me. You are the one who conspired with outsiders to seize the palace. It's you. You are the traitor of Xuanxiao Palace." Xuan Shaoji struggled hard, but the guard who held him was not
As an ordinary person, Xuan Shaojie can't escape at all.
Lu Yiran and Xuan Fei kept explaining, but Xuan Shaoqi had no intention of listening and directly ordered: "Stop his mouth and pick off his hand tendons and hamstrings."
"No, no, Shaoqi, Palace Master, Palace Master, please let Xiaojie go. He did not betray Xuanxiao Palace. We were rescued by a man in black with a silver face. Xiaojie has nothing to do with it, it's me,
It’s me, if you want to kill me, just kill me.”
Lu Yiran somehow managed to break away from the guards, rushed in front of Xuan Shaoqi, hugged Xuan Shaoqi's thigh and begged: "Palace Master, I beg you, please, see your Aunt Mo's
For the sake of face, let’s spare Xiaojie once and don’t destroy him.”
A mocking smile flashed in Xuan Shaoqi's eyes, and he bent down to help Lu Yiran up. Lu Yiran refused, so Xuan Shaoqi used his secret strength to force the person up, but the smile on his face was as Gu: "Aunt Ran,
You are my father's wife, and you are also my elder. There is no reason for an elder to kneel down to a younger one. If you have anything to say, you get up and say it."
"Palace Master, Palace Master, I beg you..." Lu Yiran knelt down to Xuan Shaoqi, just to use filial piety to put pressure on Xuan Shaoqi, but Xuan Shaoqi was not fooled at all.
"Aunt Ran, it's useless for you to beg me. I also act according to the palace rules. Why don't you go and ask your father to change the palace rules for you. You also know the palace rules of Xuanxiao Palace. Anyone who betrays Xuanxiao Palace will be punished.
Shaoqi has already wasted his life by throwing his limbs off the cliff."
Xuan Shaoqi spoke with dignity. The guards who saw the execution had not yet taken action, so his face darkened: "Why are you still standing there? The execution is not going to happen soon. Tonight is a critical moment that affects the survival of Xuanxiao Palace. I don't have time to waste it here."
."
This sentence reminded everyone that what Xuan Shaojie caused tonight to bring them here was most likely colluding with foreign enemies to attract their attention so as to facilitate the actions of the Three Kingdoms Allied Forces.
As if to verify Xuan Shaoqi's words, as soon as Xuan Shaoqi finished speaking, a disciple came to report in a hurry: "Palace Master, Palace Master, night attack, the enemy is attacking at night..."
Upon hearing this, Xuan Shaoqi threw Lu Yiran away: "Xuan Shaojie, what else do you have to say?"
The evidence is conclusive and cannot be quibbled with.
"Uh huh..." Xuan Shaojie's mouth was blocked. At this time, all he could produce was a sound similar to the roar of a ferocious beast. Seeing this, the executioner no longer showed mercy and raised his knife to slash his limbs...