Xie Yun sat back to the banquet under the guidance of the palace staff. At this moment, the food and drinks had been removed and fruit snacks were served. It was dusk outside the square, but there were still singing and dancing nearby, and the eunuch was preparing to set off fireworks.
Yang Miaorong was not there, and the seat beside her was empty.
"Where have you been?" Empress Wu leaned over and asked in a low voice.
Xie Yun shook his head. For some reason, he felt a little irritable. When he picked up the silver chopsticks, he even dropped one of them on the ground with a loud snap.
He has lived in a gorgeous and sinister palace for many years, and this instinct has allowed him to retreat many times before danger comes, but this time it came too suddenly.
Xie Yun slapped the remaining silver chopsticks on the table with his backhand, and was about to say something when suddenly there was a muffled "bang—" from the back garden of Tai Chi Palace.
— Started to set off fireworks
Xie Yun looked up, and at this moment a court lady ran to the banquet, her expression was flustered, her expression was pale, she ran to Empress Wu and whispered something eagerly, Empress Wu slammed the table: "What did you say?!"
The whole table was silent, only the palace maid shivered and knelt down: "Hui, Hui Tianhou, Miss Yang suddenly went mad and kidnapped the prince, what should I do now?!"
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The third floor and the outer three floors of the back garden were crowded with guards, all of them were at war with each other, as if they were facing a formidable enemy. All of a sudden, the eunuch changed his tune: "The sage is here!" "The Queen of Heaven is here!" Then everyone hurriedly moved out of the way, and the emperor rushed forward and said, "Hong'er!"
The queen said angrily, "What's going on?!"
Following the focus of everyone's dumbfounded eyes, they saw a snow-white dragon with antlers, a mirage belly, a fish-scale snake body, and a whole body of snow-white dragon suddenly appeared in the wide open space of Linyuan not far away!
This dragon is about four to five feet long, shaped like a giant python, with fierce eyes, its huge body is entangled in circles, its head and neck are bent to look around the crowd, and it even assumes a fierce posture ready to attack at any time. What's even more frightening is that there is a man covered in blood under its claws. It's hard to see whether it's dead or alive from such a long distance, but everyone can see it from its golden clothes at a glance. It turned out to be the current prince Li Hong!
Whispers of fear spread like lightning through the crowd: "Dragon...is a dragon!"
"The true dragon manifests itself, it turned out to be the real dragon manifests itself!"
If it wasn't for the fact that the crown prince didn't know whether he was alive or dead at this moment, these guards might have kneeled down on the spot. Even the emperor, who was eager to love his son, staggered at this moment, his lips trembled, and he stammered after a while: "No... it's not a real dragon! If it's a real dragon, how could it possibly attack my Tang prince, the future emperor?!"
Empress Wu frowned, and just about to say something, she saw all the civil and military officials rushing not far away. The leading prime ministers Dai Zhide, Zhang Wenguan and others are hardcore princelings. Before they could stand still, a sharp shout came over: "Don't panic! This must be a fierce dragon!"
"Quickly kill the fierce dragon and save the prince, hurry up!"
Whether it is a fierce dragon or a real dragon, if the crown prince is decapitated in front of everyone at this moment, everyone present today will definitely have to move their heads. The guards didn't care too much, and immediately drew their bows and arrows and were about to shoot the white dragon tremblingly, when they suddenly heard a stern shout: "—Stop!"
Shan Chao growled: "Xie Yun!"
The commander of the forbidden army came out more and more, while turning his head and shouting: "Everyone back up, immediately!" while striding towards the white dragon that was staring at him.
Empress Wu's face suddenly changed, and she said anxiously to Shan Chao: "Why don't you stop him quickly?!"
Shan Chao was about to rush forward, but he seemed to sense something from Empress Wu's tone in a flash, and suddenly became suspicious in his heart, so his movements slowed down.
In this slow moment, Xie Yun's footsteps lifted slightly and then fell steadily. At the same moment when they touched the ground, the tattoos emitting a faint light rose from the back, down to the fingertips and up to the neck, winding all the way It reached the side cheeks that were sinking like water.
Shan Chao suddenly realized something, his pupils dilated suddenly!
"Miao Rong." Xie Yun's voice was hoarse, but still calm and steady under the watchful eyes of everyone: "It's okay, come out, Miao Rong."
Bai Long lowered his head and stared closely at Xie Yun at his feet. The surrounding guards all shivered and took half a step back.
Shan Chao reached out and pressed the sword: "Xie Yun! Come back!"
"Get lost!" Xie Yun roared suddenly, "No swordsmen are allowed here! Back off!"
Everyone hesitantly loosened their bowstrings at once, and Shan Chao also paused; while they were in a stalemate, they suddenly heard the rustling of branches and leaves, and then a person stumbled out from behind a tree not far behind Bailong.
That is Yang Miaorong.
— But she doesn't look like Yang Miaorong anymore.
Half of her body is almost covered with tattoos. The dense totems make her look eerie and eerie, and her complexion is contrasted with extreme whiteness; she is panting hoarsely, her chest heaves violently, her eyes are extremely bright, and she is not human at all .
She was like a ferocious beast that might pounce on anyone at any time and devour her.
"Come here, it's okay." Xie Yun's voice was also a little tense, but it remained flat and stable. He untied the Tai'a sword from his waist, motioned Yang Miaorong to look at it, and then threw it far away to the crowd behind him.
The long sword fell to the ground with a bang, and none of the guards dared to pick it up.
"You are safe." Xie Yun spread out his palms and said, "Come, Miao Rong, come to me."
Yang Miaorong's gaze fell firmly on Xie Yun. The smell of the same kind should make her feel safe, but the cold and firm aura that was obviously stronger than her own made her very restless. She raised her hand and pressed it tightly on the tree trunk, scratching nervously. with bark.
There were several crisp clicks, large pieces of wood fell to the ground one after another, and the pine tree shook dangerously.
The white dragon seemed to have sensed this emotion, and the head and neck that symbolized the prelude to the attack bent even more, and even let out a threatening growl from its throat.
The emperor had already been forcibly carried to a distance, and at this moment he was furious: "It's going to kill people! Quick, shoot the arrow!"
"Wait!" Tianhou held the emperor down.
"I'll be fine, Miaorong, don't you recognize me?" Xie Yun stretched out his hand, seeing the white dragon as nothing, as if he didn't see the slightly convulsed prince under the dragon's claws at all, and only looked at Yang Miaorong encouragingly: "Come here, It's okay, come here quickly..."
Yang Miaorong finally trembled and took a step forward.
"It's fine, it's fine, come here..." Xie Yun's voice became more peaceful and soft: "Come over here..."
At the focus of countless gazes, Yang Miaorong walked forward slowly, with each step an invisible strong wind was blown up and spread around, leaving clear cracks on the hard frozen soil.
It seemed as if several years had passed, and it seemed only a short moment, Yang Miaorong finally stopped and stood a few steps away from Xie Yun.
"Miaorong," Xie Yunwen said softly, "You see you have caught someone, let him go first, how about we talk?"
Even though there were so many people around, the scene was so quiet that a cough could be heard. Everyone's eyes were focused on Yang Miaorong's tattooed cheek.
"..." Yang Miaorong opened her mouth, as if about to say something, the air froze instantly.
The next moment, she suddenly disappeared in place, and then appeared in front of Xie Yun, and pushed Xie Yun back with a slap in the face!
Shan Chao strode forward, and Long Yuan chanted out of his sheath!
The accident happened suddenly, everyone yelled at the same time, and the scene was in chaos; Xie Yun put one hand on the ground, turned over, and his first move was not to protect the empty door in front of him, but to push Shan Chaohe out !
"—Get off!"
Shan Chao retreated several steps under the momentum, only to see Xie Yun raise his palm, and the overwhelming air flow gathered from all directions, curling up his hair and clothes.
Shan Chao suddenly realized a very serious consequence: "—Xie Yun! Don't open the seal!"
However, it was too late.
The tattoos that stopped spreading before moved rapidly on Xie Yun's body, like some kind of living vines, covering most of his body. Immediately afterwards, muffled thunder sounded under the hazy sky, and a translucent, blue-colored giant dragon emerged from the cloud curtain and let out an earth-shattering roar!
"Ah-"
In front of a stronger and more oppressive force of the same kind, Yang Miaorong, who had already lost her mind, yelled in shock and anger, rushed up and slashed at Xie Yun's Tianling Gai with a palm!
But Xie Yun moved faster than her, and grabbed her wrist bone before the palm fell, followed by the wind of the palm whistling, the rabbit rising and falling, and the two of them had passed more than ten moves in just a short moment.
As a woman, Yang Miaorong's moves are extremely dense and ruthless, and her strikes are merciless. Every move goes straight to the fatal place; Xie Yun inevitably received a few hard blows during the fight, but he seemed not to feel it at all. The pain seized the first gap in the extreme calmness.
He suddenly changed from defensive to offensive, he raised his palm to catch Yang Miaorong's oncoming punch, and then raised his foot to kick her away!
boom!
Yang Miaorong flew several feet horizontally, hit the tree with her back, and immediately shook off the pine needles and snow blocks all over the sky.
"Roar-"
The white dragon immediately let out a roar, and leaned out like lightning. But at the same time, the phantom of the green dragon that had been stagnating in the cloud curtain finally moved, and in the blink of an eye, it stuck to the ground and bit the white dragon's neck fiercely!
This series of coordination was seamless. When Bailong was writhing in pain, Xie Yun snatched up, almost clinging to its huge body that was writhing and beating wildly. the prince.
"Your Highness!"
"Hurry up, Your Royal Highness!"
Xie Yun took a few steps back, and threw the prince into the crowd with his backhand!
If the prince fell to the ground just like this, even if he didn't die just now, he would probably have his brains burst after such a fall. Shan Chao, who was closest, had no choice but to catch the prince in the air and catch his breath.
His hot and boiling mood was like pouring a basin of ice water—
The prince was covered in blood, motionless, not breathing.