Suddenly, Yan Li stopped reading and listened attentively, as if a voice caught his attention. Just as he listened with all his attention, the voice could not be heard again.
Perhaps, it was just a momentary hallucination, Yan Li's mouth started to move again, reciting scriptures. Suddenly, he listened again, because the voice sounded again. Rusting, it seems to be the sound of the wind blowing the curtain, but it doesn't seem to be.
Yan Li watched from the sidelines. In the night wind, the heavy gold curtains fluctuated like ocean waves. Perhaps, it was really just the sound made by the fluttering of the curtain.
Yan Li recited scriptures with his eyes closed again, and suddenly two black shadows appeared on the wall, and at the same time Yan Li heard the breathing of two hearts.
"Who are you?" Yan Li held the rosary and didn't look back. It seems that there are eyes behind him, and he can see everything that happens behind him.
The two stopped in their tracks, stunned for a moment, their qinggong was so good that Yan Li still discovered it.
A hoarse voice responded coldly to Yan Li: "I'm the one who came to kill you!"
In the heavily guarded imperial palace, someone actually said that he wanted to kill the emperor, Yan Li was terrified, and his body couldn't help trembling slightly.
"Why did you kill me?"
The other party snorted: "No reason, just because you are Yan Li!"
Yan Li wondered who the other party was, and what good it would be for them to kill him. Killing the emperor is different from killing ordinary people. In addition to killing the emperor because of hatred, there is also a huge conspiracy behind it, such as seeking power and usurping the throne.
"Who is your master?"
The two black-clothed killers looked at each other and replied in unison: "You should know that we won't reveal the identity of the master."
Yan Li closed his eyes again, thinking about who in the imperial court had the most ambition and wanted to be the emperor
"It's useless for you to kill me now, because I have already handed over the power to the queen. Even if I die, your master will not be able to be the emperor. I believe in the queen's ability. With her around, no one can cause much trouble."
Yan Li's words touched the hearts of the two black-clothed killers, and they laughed twice.
"You're right. Our master is very afraid of Rong Chang'an being in power. But as long as you die, Rong Chang'an will obediently hand over the power. If it's good, he will go back to the mountains and forests, and if it's bad, he will end up in the same fate as you."
"Why did the Queen hand over power?"
Xuanyi said humanely: "Think about it yourself!"
A light flashed in Yan Li's mind, and he suddenly understood, his eyebrows drooped, and his expression was serious and horrified: "Your master wants to frame the queen!"
At the same time Yan Li figured it out, the swords of the two men in black slashed at his shoulders. The big knife brought a strong wind, and it curled Yan Li's loose hair on the back, and a coolness blew all over his back.
Yan Li responded calmly and tapped his feet lightly. He sat on the futon like skating and slid towards the two killers. As a result, the two knives were chopped off.
The killer thought that Yan Li would be easy to deal with, but he didn't expect that his martial arts attainments were so good. If there is no deep internal force, how can you push the futon to slide!
However, the two killers reacted quickly, with a twist of their wrists, the tip of the knife was turned backwards, trying to stab Yan Li in the chest. Yan Li's cold gaze flashed, and with a bang, he slapped his hands hard on the ground, so as to jump up into the air, and kicked the two killers in the face with his left and right feet.
Plop, plop! Both of them fell to the ground, and it hurt a lot. But after the color of pain passed their eyes, they jumped up again, extremely fierce, as if their bodies were made of iron.
"As the emperor of the Great Jing Kingdom, he has such a good skill, I admire, admire!"
One of the killers raised his knife to the sky, as a banner to set fire to the sky; the other extended the tip of his knife to Yan Li, as a banner to pull the grass to hunt for the snake. A gust of wind passed through the hall, and the dancing candlelight spread its teeth and claws on the two knives.
Yan Li didn't have any weapons around him, and they had two big knives in their hands. He took advantage just now, but if the fight continued, Yan Li would not be an opponent at all.
Yan Li squinted at the door. However, the killer guessed his mind.
"Tangle him, don't let him escape!"
A killer rushed out like a shooting star, the tip of the knife pierced Yan Li's lower abdomen. Almost at the same time, another killer slashed at Yan Li's waist with a knife.
This move was very dangerous, if he dodged one knife, he couldn't dodge another knife.
Yan Li made a quick judgment and felt that the knife stabbing the lower abdomen might be fatal, so he had to dodge it. So he made a palm with his left hand, gathered all his strength in the palm, hit the back of the saber with a bang, and with a click, the saber was chopped off by Yan Li. The killer's jaw was numb, and he almost dropped the handle of his knife on the ground.
However, another assassin's knife had already swung, and with a bang, it drew a deep knife mark on Yan Li's back, and blood gushed out, staining the entire yellow robe red.
Yan Li felt the pain, and staggered and fell on the pillar of the hall.
That knife seemed to have cut his internal organs into pieces, his stomach turned upside down, he opened his mouth with a sound of wow, and a mouthful of hot blood was sprayed on the pillar.
"Today is your death day! It's useless for you to shout. There are five doors from the gate of Yong'an Palace to here. Originally, there were guards guarding each door, but they all retreated to the gate at night. You just broke your voice." Even the voice can't reach the gate. Yan Li, die!"
Saying that, the killer raised the knife high again, and a savage light was wiped across the tip of the knife.
Yan Li had no strength at this moment, and he couldn't hide even if he wanted to. Watching the killer raise a knife and fall...
With a bang, sparks flew everywhere, and the killer's knife did not fall on Yan Li's head, but flew to the pillar and penetrated deeply.
The two killers looked terrified, and hurriedly looked towards the door, only to see two women standing at the door, one with a bun, presumably a maid; the other dressed noble, probably...
"Queen, let's go!" Yan Li was afraid that Rong Chang'an would not be a match for the two assassins. He had fought against them before, and knew that they were very powerful and not ordinary assassins.
As soon as Yan Li called out, the two killers knew who it was.
"So you are Rong Changan!" The killer looked carefully, with a fierce look in his eyes, "Since you are here, let's come in and die together! Wouldn't it be nice for you two to be a pair of mandarin ducks with the same fate?"
With two shouts, the two bright swords went straight to Rong Changan, Rong Changan took a step back, the wolf drew out the soft sword, made two clangs, blocked the two swords, and protected Chuntao at the same time.
"Chuntao, hurry to the gate and ask the guards to come in!"
"Want to call someone? Hmph, you have to ask about the knife in my hand first."
With a sound of swish, the knife flew out together with the person, and the tip of the knife rushed towards Chuntao's back, just like a snake chasing someone, trying to bite him.
Rong Changan released the soft sword, like a rope, the killer and the knife were both entangled.
The killer panicked and shouted in the air: "Put me down!"
Rong Changan smiled: "Then put you down!" He retracted the soft sword.
The killer groaned and fell to the ground with a plop, bleeding from his forehead.
Rong Changan took a step forward, pointed the soft sword at the killer who fell on the ground, aimed at his throat and stabbed him.
Another assassin saw his companion being killed, so why didn't he make a move! With a swish, he handed out the knife.
"Rong Changan, stop!"
The assassin blindly saved people, without defense.
Rong Changan swung his sword and stabbed back. Although the soft sword is soft, it is longer than a knife, so although Rong Changan stabbed later, a beat slower than the assassin, but he came later. Hearing a barking sound, the assassin's eyes flashed with astonishment.