Nayan's men questioned, "Who are you? Don't hurry to get out of the way."
Great momentum!
Lian Que held a long sword in his hand, and his whole body was chilling.
Not half a step.
Na Yan probably guessed his purpose, so he got off the carriage and walked two steps forward: "Yan Lai is you! It seems that your life is really hard."
The murderous aura in Lian Que's eyes did not diminish, the hand holding the sword tightened a little, and said coldly: "God has eyes, let me keep this life."
"Who are you from? Whose life did you serve?"
"I'm afraid I want to tell you, but you don't know."
"Arrogant! I didn't kill you last time, this time, I won't be soft-hearted again." After speaking, Na Yan drew the sword of the guard beside him, pointed it at Lian Que, and ordered, "Kill!"
rushed over.
Even the bird raised his sword to greet him.
Immediately, the two sides fought each other.
In the quiet snowy night, a deep hole seemed to be opened by the sound of weapons colliding.
The smell of death keeps spreading...
That Yan Wugong is very good, he has been on the battlefield, killed countless enemies, and the speed of the sword is twice as fast as that of ordinary people.
The two fought in a roundabout way.
The heavy snow is still falling, getting more and more urgent, almost blocking people's sight.
Nayan caught the sword that Lian Que stabbed and said, "If you switch to this king's subordinate now, as long as this king leaves the city, you will surely be honored and rich."
Lian Que sneered: "Today, you're only afraid that you won't be able to move an inch."
After speaking, he picked Nayan's sword away.
Keep fighting.
Lian Que's people are all masters, but Nayan's guards are not very useful.
Barely worth it for a while.
But soon they were strangled one by one!
Corpses are all over the place.
Blood stained the snow.
Horrible.
Lian Que ordered: "No one is allowed to interfere, today is my grudge with him."
"Yes!" Those people withdrew and formed a circle.
Na Yan's eyes flashed red, and the hand holding the sword went numb.
He looked around and saw that all his people were dead, and he was the only one left.
It's a foregone conclusion.
Powerless to reverse.
Can swear to death to fight to the end.
Slowly raising the sword, facing Lian Que, his eyes sank, and he said, "No matter whether I live or die today, Na Yan will not bow to anyone."
To die, but also to die with dignity.
The sword rushed over.
Lian Que avoided him sideways, but when he got behind Na Yan, he didn't hesitate, and immediately stabbed him in the back with a sword.
The sword pierced the heart from behind.
Na Yan was startled and leaned forward, the severe pain from his chest continued to spread through his blood vessels...
gradually numb.
Time seemed to freeze for a few seconds.
Until Lian Que drew his sword.
The blood splattered on the ground, like a bright red plum blossom that had been broken off.
Na Yan opened his eyes wide, looking down at the bleeding wound on his chest, frowning tightly.
The sword in his hand also smashed into the snow.
He clutched the wound and slowly lowered his body.
Get down on one knee!
Still holding on.
Even if it lasted until the last second, he was unwilling to be embarrassed.
Lian Que walked up to him and put the sword around his neck.
Condescendingly, he said, "This is your fate!" Na Yan laughed out loud with a mouth full of blood, raised his head with difficulty, the arrogant aura in his eyes did not diminish at all, and said, "Today's situation, it's me... What I did with one hand, if I die, is nothing but... It's the first thing to do! This time
In the battle to seize the throne, although I lost Nayen, it was not a waste of my life! I would rather die with bones than die by its hands. "
After saying that, he suddenly grabbed the sword that was on his neck.
Head twisted.
The sharp sword cut a slit in his neck.
Blood poured out instantly.
He killed himself!
The body fell on the blood-stained snow.
Always failed to meet.
Even in death, he would not succumb to the hands of others.
At this moment, Lian Que's heart was filled with unspeakable emotions.
Everyone in Huyi knew that Nayan was the god of war.
He fought on the battlefield for many years and made great contributions to Hu Yi.
Such a person should not have died!
Lian Que even wanted to take his life around him at the last minute, but it was God's will.
Even if he really let him go, with his aggressive temperament, he would never endure such insults.
I would rather die than live...
in the palace.
King Hu Yi was escorted all the way to Tongzhi Hall by guards.
Li Qiao followed closely.
The gate of the temple is closed!
There were guards outside.
King Hu Yi felt unwell, smoked thick cigarettes, and was overwhelmed by this torment.
He was sitting on the floppy and gasping for breath!
The old eunuch beside him hurriedly poured a glass of water for him: "Your Majesty, the servant will send the imperial doctor over here."
Before the old eunuch arrived at the door, Li Qiao drew out his sword and sealed his throat.
Blood spilled all over the place.
The old eunuch was killed.
Seeing this, King Huyi slammed the teacup in his hand to the ground with a bang.
Surprised!
He stood up and yelled at Li Qiao: "What are you doing?"
Li Qiao looked grim and put the sword into the scabbard.
All the guards in the hall were indifferent, apparently expecting this to happen.
King Hu Yi noticed something was wrong, and his body swayed unsteadily: "You..."
The door was pushed open.
The Marquis of Pingyang came in from the outside, standing upright and full of aura.
There was a smile on the corner of his mouth.
When he saw the corpse of the old eunuch, he just glanced at it hurriedly and didn't care at all.
He walked to the front of the hall and cupped his hands: "See Your Majesty."
It seems respectful, but it is actually somewhat ironic.
At this moment, King Hu Yi's heart was like a mirror, and he pointed angrily with his halberd: "Li Wenshi, are you going to rebel?"
The voice echoed in the hall for a long time!
The Marquis of Pingyang raised his eyes with a sly look on his face, and said, "Your Majesty, the situation changes, you must know how to judge the situation, and what the ministers do is actually for the sake of Huyi Jiangshan."
"presumptuous!"
"Now inside and outside the palace are all the ministers, and at this time the city gate has been closed, and no one can go out or enter. The king should see the situation in front of him! Besides, the minister does not want to hurt the king."
King Hu Yi was weak, and was so angry that his chest hurt for a while, and said: "Li Wenshi, I think your Li family has been loyal and good for generations, it turns out... it turns out to be raising a wolf!"
After he finished speaking, he slumped on the slump softly and weakly.
Can't stand it anymore!
The Marquis of Pingyang smiled sinisterly: "Whether it's a wolf or a sheep, today, the minister is just rectifying the court situation."
Sounds like a bell!
"You..." King Hu Yi vomited blood!
Li Qiao stepped forward and asked, "Father, should I send someone to the Three Kings Mansion to take the prince into the palace?"
Marquis Pingyang raised his hand to stop it, with a sly smile on the corner of his mouth: "Qiao'er, don't you understand Dad's intention yet?"
"..." The Marquis of Pingyang was full of ambition, and he said, "I only did a little trick and let the third prince hand over the military power in his hands. If such a waste at the mercy of others ascends the throne, Hu Yi Jiangshan will sooner or later. Will be defeated in his hands! As the saying goes, high position
It is for those who have the ability to live in it, what's more, people who have no ambitions are difficult to become atmosphere! The world of Huyi should also be changed to the world of my Li family! "
Li Qiao was taken aback. It turned out that my father's plan was... to be king by himself!