Murong Chong's eyes were filled with disbelief, and his hands were shaking.
Phoenix blood is a mysterious ice weapon left over from ancient times. When Xuancheng's hand clamped this sharp blade, he was destined to be bloodthirsty by it.
"I don't want to hurt you." There was a little regret in Murong Chong's voice.
"But the sword in your hand still hurt me after all."
Xuancheng's heart fluttered, and he blocked with a backhand, Fengxue has changed masters.
"It seems that this sword really shouldn't be left in the world."
Although there are many warriors who are not afraid of death, it is not enough to deal with them. Fu Jian is not a weak person. Under the shadow of swords and swords, Murong Chong's body slowly slumped on the ground.
His long hair was scattered, and soon his robes were also scattered.
The golden step was finally shattered to the ground.
Messy beauty is intoxicating.
"Your Majesty, are you injured?" Nan An screamed.
Fu Jian threw down the sword in his hand, "Don't be afraid, send someone to invite the prime minister."
Now it was Fu Jian's turn to slowly approach Murong Chong.
"Chong'er, you shouldn't betray me like this. I treat you so well, let you live comfortably, enjoy glory and wealth, and your clan members follow you to enjoy themselves. You shouldn't be so dissatisfied."
Xuancheng thought he would kill Murong Chong, Fu Jian took the phoenix blood from him, and smiled casually at him, "Such a good sword should be kept in the world, brother, you just said wrong."
Holding his sword, he walked towards Murong Chong, "Chong'er, if you cause trouble, you will be punished."
He really inserted the sword into Murong Chong's body, but only slightly, the sword just scratched his skin.
"With such white skin, it's really ugly to bleed a little."
Murong Chong was like that again, without saying a word, he didn't even bother to clenched his teeth, even if his face was slashed with a sword, his beautiful appearance would be more flawed.
"Brother Huang, that's enough, you shouldn't treat him like this, what did he do wrong when the former Yan subjugated the country. People like Murong Wei are safe and sound, why him, why did you abuse him?"
Xuancheng snatched the sword, he looked at the iceberg-like figure on the ground, the bright red blood was dripping on his face, but it was really flowing in Xuancheng's heart.
He really wanted to hug Murong Chong, but he was not Fu Rong, he and Murong Chong were from two different time and space.
One day, he will not be here.
What happened 1,600 years ago, he can only watch from a distance.
"Emperor Brother, you are wrong. In fact, I am the one who was really abused. Chong'er, he is the most innocent person."
"Yes, he is innocent, but why do you still tie him up?"
Fu Jian shook his head lightly, silent, silent.
"Murong Chong, live, remember, as long as you are alive, it is better than dead." These were the last words Xuan Cheng said to Murong Chong that day.
When Wang Meng arrived, this small rebellion had already been put to an end, and only the chores of disposing of corpses were left. Wang Meng was a little startled, and he sighed heavily, "It's really unexpected that such a thing will happen today. Danger, Your Majesty, was negligent."
"What's wrong with Jing Lue? I've neglected to take precautions."
"No one would think that the people around them would do something to them. Your Majesty, you shouldn't have done this long ago." Wang Meng persuaded for the first time.
"At that time, I said, Murong Chui must not stay, Murong Wei must not stay, now it seems that none of Murong's family members can stay."
Xuancheng agrees with Wang Meng on this point, "The Murong clan is ambitious, and the emperor is kind to them, they will not be grateful, Murong Chui and Murong Wei can't stay in Chang'an anymore."
"I think, nowadays, Murong Chui and Murong Wei are not enough to cause disasters, but the person next to His Majesty should not stay in Chang'an."
Xuancheng was shaken, and Wang Meng finally persuaded Fu Jian to expel Murong Chong.