The small body threw herself into her arms, and the moment she was embraced by Meng Fuyao, the dagger silently pierced Meng Fuyao's chest.
The dagger that cuts gold and cuts jade, Meng Fuyao is defenseless.
The dagger is a peerless treasure, the dagger is poisonous, as long as a trace of oily skin is scratched lightly, this little life will be reimbursed.
What's worse is that the front part of the dagger is split, and when you push it with your fingers, you will see poisonous needles like a rain of flowers and flowers. There is an organic spring in the middle of the dagger, and when you touch it, blue three-edged thorns will fly out. The length of the connected chain can be controlled at any time, and the handle of the dagger is hollow, so as long as it is impacted by any external force, it will explode immediately and injure the human body.
In other words, this is an assassination tool that combines daggers, hidden weapons, explosives and poisons. It is specially used to deal with powerful opponents. A little bit, and that little bit is a life.
Meng Fuyao changed four ways in an instant, poking, holding, and holding down, but she also felt helplessly that no matter which way, unless she still had one hand, it would be impossible when Tang Yiguang was still close to her. Completely deal with that dagger without harm.
The child was too close to her.
The dagger was too close to her.
Meng Fuyao sighed, swiftly pressed his finger over it.
The consequences... I can't care about it.
A hand suddenly stretched out, and squeezed it lightly and delicately.
Just a simple clip.
Gestures are subversive and difficult to achieve.
The five fingers of that hand are all used to a high degree in an instant, the thumb can point the middle finger, press the index finger, flick the ring finger and poke the little finger to make a hook, even the knuckles of each finger are staggered and bounced, the distance between square inches is only one finger movement in the blink of an eye, changing But there are more than ten kinds. The thumb pinches and closes the front split, the middle finger pushes the middle spring away, the knuckle flicks the key of the spring, the index finger bounces the three-edged thorn back, and the ring finger With a jab, it was inserted between the dagger and the handle, and with a hook of the little finger, the chain was wrapped around the handle, blocking the lead wire, so that Tang Yiguang could no longer trigger the explosives.
Accurate to the pinnacle, sublime and dazzling gestures.
A pair of dexterous hands that are unparalleled in the world.
There is only one person in the world with such hands and gestures.
He has been immersed in medicine all his life, and he is known as the sage of medicine. He has made the most exquisite human skin masks in the world, he has practiced the treasure pill that gathers the essence of thousands of treasures in the world, he has mastered the most exquisite fire, and he has performed the most difficult. Precision surgery.
These all require a pair of delicate and dexterous hands that are above everyone else.
Zong Yue.
He was very sudden, but as if he should have been there originally, the white shadow appeared in a flash, and with his hand that could save or overturn countless lives, he snatched away the most dangerous dagger in the world, and then , casually thrown into the bitch outside the palace.
Tang Yiguang naturally curled up at Meng Fuyao's feet - since Zong Yue had already helped her solve the danger of the dagger, Tang Yiguang naturally solved it in minutes.
Meng Fuyao didn't care about Tang Yiguang, but only looked up at the man in white clothes like snow and lips like cherry blossoms in front of him. He was still so muscular and radiant, as light and clean as the high mountains and deep snow, in the deep night like a handful of untouched by the world. But Meng Fuyao looked at it for a while as if he didn't recognize him, and then he smiled and said, "You're finally willing to take off that damn mask."
Zong Yue looked at her indifferently—he took off the mask of dark charm, not only the color of hair, eyes and lips returned to the same color as before, but also his temper seemed to return to the original Zong Yue. It's better than you wearing that woman's mask."
Meng Fuyao stared into his eyes and said curiously: "It's nothing else, why did the eyes change color? I can't figure it out anyway."
"I can't figure it out either. When did you find out?" Zong Yue asked without answering.
Meng Fuyao smiled wretchedly, and didn't want to tell him that she actually discovered it very early, when she met him in the palace and applied medicine for him.
At that time, he should have had a layer of protective leather on his body, so the rocket could not cause too much damage to him. His scars showed moderate burns instead of severe burns. Before he applied the medicine himself, he stretched himself to She took off that layer of protection, and when she applied the medicine that night, she found that his skin color was different from the time when she watched him undress, and then she remembered that when she watched Dark Charm undress in the secret room that night, the skin color sank in the shadow under the candlelight , is chromatic aberration.
She didn't think clearly at that time, but that night she had that dream, Master Yuan Bao was playing with a mask in front of her, the light and shadow dazzled her, and she suddenly realized it when she woke up.
And she never believed that with Zong Yue's strength, she would be easily taken away by Xuanyuan Cheng. Moreover, although Anmei and Zong Yue had completely different temperaments and appearances, many details were similar. The cleanliness that was being tested, the sense of the mask with the flick of the fingertips, and the proficiency in drugs, such as the actor emperor who faked hanging that night, was probably waiting for him, but she rushed out without knowing it and broke his body. However, the reason why he was hit by the arrow was purely to save her, otherwise he would have taken over with Xuanyuanmin that night and left safely.
Therefore, it was Zong Yue who was really implicated.
Now that Meng Fuyao has figured this out, with her temperament, how could she abandon Zongyue again? That is, she will help to the end no matter what, whether you want it or not, she only does what she thinks she should do.
Zong Yue needed to stay in the palace to discuss with Xuanyuan Min any time the plan to deal with Xuanyuan Sheng, so she became that queen.
Zong Yue and Xuanyuanmin used and guarded against each other, so she helped warn Xuanyuanmin.
The relationship diagram and list that Xuanyuanmin took out belonged to Zong Yue, so she naturally knew it well. She had hidden her forces for many years, and once she fought back with all her strength, Zong Yue had already been fully prepared in the court and palace.
If she guessed correctly, the fake Zong Yue who was kidnapped by Xuanyuan Cheng might also be an unavoidable trump card.
In fact, her goal and Zong Yue's goal don't seem to be exactly the same... Meng Fuyao smiled lightly, she habitually robbed the throne and power, but Zong Yue's first goal was to kill Xuanyuan Cheng himself.
She didn't know what Zong Yue's original plan was, but Zong Yue's plan definitely didn't include using King Han and Shang Yuan to put pressure on Xuanyuan. However, it is okay to seize power internally, but it is absolutely impossible to collude with foreign enemies.
So... let her do it.
As for the future, the most critical and important boss fight, there is no need for her to intervene anymore. It is the life-and-death enmity between Prince Wenyi and the regent.
"The next thing is your own business." Meng Fuyao took out the palace information map that Xuanyuan Yun quietly entered the palace and gave her a few days ago, "Actually, I think you should have similar things in your hands, but I just like to be troublesome. , Whether you use it or not, that is your business."
Zong Yue took it, held it in his palm, and said suddenly: "Actually, I never thought of becoming an emperor."
Meng Fuyao gave a "hmm" and said, "I think so, but... I like to be busy."
Zong Yue smiled silently, looked at her with lowered eyelashes, and said nothing.
Both of them chose not to speak out the deepest things in their hearts.
After a long while, Meng Fuyao lowered his head, frowned at the weeping ball under his feet, and said, "Why are you crying when I haven't cried?"
"Woooooooooooo... Sixth brother is going to die..." Tang Yiguang hugged Meng Fuyao's feet and cried loudly, "I can't save him..."
Meng Fuyao caressed her forehead... She was obviously the victim, why now it looks like she owes the assassin Tang Yiguang
Tang Yiguang was still crying, wiping her snot and tears all over the corner of her clothes, "Woooooo why don't you want to die... Brother Liu will die if you don't want to die..."
"..."
The corner of Meng Fuyao's mouth twitched, he picked her up, stared at her crying cat face for a while, and sighed helplessly.
Are you really going to kill her? This traumatic mentally handicapped child with an IQ age of only four years old
She looked at Zong Yue hesitantly, hoping to get some constructive advice from him, Zong Yue folded his hands, looked up at the sky, and said: "I just want to tell you that it's true that her mental deficiency is true."
Of course it's true, Meng Fuyao rolled his eyes, could it really be hidden from her and Zong Yue's eyes? Didn't it really make her defenseless, so that she got close to her body at the last moment? Isn't it true? How could he still perform the task without hesitation at such a moment when the tree is about to fall and the hozen is about to disperse
It was because she was truly mentally incompetent that the Prince Regent chose her.
That... who is Brother Ah Liu? Could it be Zong Yue? Wouldn't it be a fake captured Zong Yue who harmed Xuanyuan Yun and Tang Yiguang, right? Meng Fuyao looked at Zong Yue suspiciously, and Zong Yue immediately said, "What do you want me to do? Could I have something to do with this little idiot?"
Meng Fuyao suddenly smiled and said, "Since it has nothing to do with you, I'm not going to be polite."
She slapped Tang Yiguang Tianling with her palm.
"Wait!"
Meng Fuyao's palm rested on top of Tang Yiguang's head, neither letting go nor dropping, and said with a smile, "It really is you."
In the darkness, the actor emperor with icy muscles and fine bones and a bright suit slowly emerged from his figure.
He looked at Meng Fuyao with a strange expression, and then at Tang Yiguang who was still crying, his eyes changed to dark and dark, and his eyes were full of nostalgia, sadness, sadness, helplessness... full of thoughts that he wanted to say but had long been used to silence or cover up .
After a while he went over, squatted down and hugged the child, stroked her head, and said softly: "Brother Ah Liu's horse is the biggest one in the Sunset Ranch, how can you ride it?"
Tang Yiguang was startled, stopped crying immediately, raised his tearful face, sobbing and said: "Daddy killed the little white horse, and he won't let me ride it."
"Well," Xuanyuanmin took out his fragrant brocade handkerchief, carefully wiped her teary and sweaty face, and said softly, "I want to ride a horse from now on, Brother Six will accompany you to ride, you won't fall off again gone."
"Are you Brother Ah Liu?" Tang Yiguang stopped crying, looked at him seriously, and asked with a red nose, "Brother Ah Liu is not as tall as you, and not as colorful as you..."
Meng Fuyao let out a burst of laughter, but after laughing, she rubbed her nose and turned around.
Why did she suddenly feel a little sad
The youngest son of the county king in a small remote town, was chosen to be the puppet emperor in Beijing. The youngest daughter of the guard of the border town chased him desperately on the day he left. Her little white horse was killed, and she went to ride her sixth brother. Ritual left.
Then she fell down, and from then on her world no longer moves forward, everything has become as thin and light as frost on the window paper, leaving only a blur, her sixth brother.
twelve years.
In the lonely deep palace, he sang that the imperial concubine was drunk, and she stuck to that little boy at the age of four forever.
A pair of bleak childhood playmates, a bitter and lonely portrayal of the royal family for a lifetime.
Tang Yiguang looked at the colorful Xuanyuanmin, and suddenly wiped his face with tears, and wiped Xuanyuanmin's face with tears. Wipe off his actor's makeup with his hands.
Rouge, snail, lip balm, pearl powder, deep red eyeliner, pink lips, blue lips, long eyebrows, agar skin... Those flashy and gorgeous camouflages were wiped off one by one by the girl's tear-stained palm, revealing a handsome and pale youthful face.
Tang Yiguang rushed over.
Throwing into the arms of Brother Six from twelve years ago.
He left on a spring day full of grass, and took away her sixth brother in a carriage, and her story stopped forever at the last moment of chasing, the last look, falling from a horse that was two stature taller , his eyes reflect the spring grass like smoke in the deserted garrison of the vast border city thousands of miles away.
From then on, she only remembered their sunset racecourse, their little white flowers and big black bulls, and the play of the little girl and the little boy. She watched the sunset on his shoulder, and slept on his shoulder when she was tired. At night, the stars and the moon rose When he went back with her in his arms, the hem of his robe brushed past the pu lotus flowers all over the field, and was covered with the faint fragrance of night dew.
Many years later, she became his noble concubine, sitting in the golden palace and jade palace, eating snacks and thinking about her brother Ah Liu. Together.
The queen is very good, but nothing is more important than Ah Liu brother.
Tang Yiguang rubbed herself on Xuanyuanmin's shoulder, crying heartbreakingly. Xuanyuanmin hugged her and glanced sideways at Meng Fuyao.
Meng Fuyao grinned at him, and said: "The murderer dies."
Xuanyuanmin was still glancing at her, and said for a while, "Don't you just worry about me?"
He stood up slowly with Tang Yiguang in his arms, and said: "If you can win, I won't fight, I will take her away, and give me an idle prince to do it."
Meng Fuyao smiled: "Are you willing?"
"So what if you're willing or not?" Xuanyuanmin's habitual winking eyes rolled up, "You dragged the east and the west, obviously for the sake of rectifying Xuanyuancheng, but in fact you were also trying to shake the mountain and shake the tiger, otherwise, if you kill Xuanyuancheng, Ah Yue himself would have already done it." Cheng Suan, you don't need to spend so much trouble, you deliberately solve the two of us at once."
"I can't help it." Meng Fuyao smiled, "Your Majesty, you make me very vigilant, you are too tolerant, too good at pretending, and too rich. Madam, I think you are a scourge, but any scourge cannot be left behind."
Xuanyuanmin let out a snort, and said, "You two, one firmly infiltrated the courtiers, the other simply connected with the outside world, and I, the bare emperor living in the deep palace, was just a messenger and a cover from beginning to end. The people around me are all from Xuanyuan Yue, what can I do?"
Meng Fuyao was silent, thinking that you are being charged to death by the two of us now, but if in the end the Emperor's sect doesn't do it for you, based on the explosive energy you have endured for many years, once you get power, you may not be sure. A Xuanyuan Sheng.
Count your time.
Xuanyuanmin picked up the Doraemon that was tied around his neck and did not let go, and slowly shook her, saying: "It's nothing... What I want in the end is freedom..."
He squinted his eyes, looked longingly, and said in a leisurely tone: "The grassland of Luoyang Racecourse will be more beautiful next spring, right? Those irongrass, cherry cherry red, pulian, alfalfa... red, yellow, purple, and green are blooming everywhere. Yes, the sky is so far away, so far away that you can't see your head. If you shout at the top of your voice, the three mountains will follow you... Hehe... That's great, I've had enough of four palace walls, enough of singing in low voices, enough of it... fed up… "
Thousand-mile horse farm, vast grassland, the fragrance of flowers soaked in the memory of many years. The children on the grassland twelve years ago will finally cross the dark palace wall with a smile and walk step by step to the hometown of their dreams.
He passed Meng Fuyao with such a dreamy expression, and when he passed by her side, he suddenly tilted his head, and said in a very low voice: "King Meng Han, it is really a shame that you are so big-hearted and want to help Ah Yue win the throne." Is it just because I am afraid that I will harm him when I gain power?"
Meng Fuyao was startled, but Xuanyuanmin had already laughed and walked away.
Meng Fuyao fell silent.
There are some things hidden in the deepest heart, which I think only I know, but who knows that even Xuanyuan Min, an outsider, knows it, let alone Zong Yue who is so clear in his heart.
She suddenly felt embarrassed and didn't want to stay in front of Zong Yue any longer, so she hurriedly said, "I'm going out of the palace to get some air."
Zong Yue didn't move, watching her disappear outside the palace wall as if fleeing, after a while, a desolate smile appeared on his face.
That smile is the moonlight is just rising, but the starlight is not yet bright, so it is so lonely and high and embedded in the sky.
... soaring.
In such a complex way you... reject me.
I want to be a wandering doctor for idle clouds and wild cranes, and I can always be by your side when my mind is over, but you would rather push me to the throne of the beautiful jade circle, and use the responsibility of a country to restrain me from chasing your freedom.
In fact, there is no need to bother.
I've had enough complicated days of dual identities, constantly wandering between darkness and light, in front of you, I just want to be the simplest person.
The easiest way to love you.
Even if you give me the simplest rejection.
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The natural manipulator of the throne, the king of the Meng family, for the safety of the poisonous man once and for all, helped him cut off the regent's wings, forced Xuanyuanmin away, and paved the way for the throne. Zong Yue let her toss, anyway, what he really wanted to do There is only one thing, to kill Xuanyuan Sheng.
Although Xuanyuan Sheng's wings were removed, not all the forces in Kunjing were gone. He has held power for many years, is a good hand in handling political affairs, and knows the importance of military power. Under such a bad situation, the 30,000 soldiers in the Beijing camp are still in his hands Well, the three thousand iron guards in his own mansion are also true elites.
If it is said that the foreign army's pressure is just a bluff involving military power, a fierce battle in Kunjing is truly inevitable.
Zong Yue's method is to loosen the outside and tighten the inside, gradually closing.
Xuanyuan Sheng controls and suppresses all underground forces in the country, and Zong Yue establishes underground forces in other countries as a medical sage. He does not refuse any request for medical treatment from the royal family of Wuzhou mainland, and does not ask for consultation money. He only uses it in exchange for everything he needs convenient.
He has the most rigorous intelligence network, the most sophisticated and powerful weapons, and the few but the most sophisticated combat team—all were adopted at a young age, and trained iron-bloodedly in the ice and snow of the northern sky, the harshest sky, and soaked in drugs to the point of copper and iron. Bone is also the largest assassination organization under the No. 1 killer Anmei, using the assassination across the seven countries to train the actual combat experience of killing.
Just like himself, who is dressed in snow during the day to save people, and at night is dressed in ink to kill people, those killers are also hidden among the most ordinary people, maybe a young woman selling flowers, maybe an old man picking wontons, in the flower basket A flower is a life, and there is a blood-stained long sword hidden in the pole of Wonton Tiaozi.
Forbearance for a long time, one hit kills.
For two years, Zong Yue had already slowly infiltrated the most elite subordinates into Xuanyuan in various ways. Only last year when Xuanyuan Sheng celebrated his birthday, among the royal guests from various countries who came to celebrate, he secretly replaced them. Way to bring eighteen of his subordinates into and stay in Xuanyuan.
Letting the little princess see him was a deliberate leak. The moment Xuanyuan Sheng captured "Zong Yue", the final plan was immediately launched.
Primary target: Holy Palace.
While Meng Fuyao was using his harem to stir up the dispute between the Xuanyuan factions, Zong Yue's long sword was already pointing in another direction. The first thing he did was to cut off Xuanyuan Cheng's real claws and wings - a secret organization dedicated to Xuanyuan Sheng's surveillance of courtiers, arrest and investigation, inspection and interrogation, and private suppression of disobedient officials.
Meng Fuyao rushed to Kunjing to perform at the Huguo Temple. During the half a month he had been looking for him in the Prince Regent's Mansion, Zong Yue had already used the face of the envoy of the Holy Palace that had been cut off to infiltrate the Holy Palace in the southern suburbs of Kunjing. Lao Chao, the next thing is to deal with assassination with assassination, and to suppress cruelty with cruelty.
With the destruction of the Holy Palace and the release of the high-pressure threat over the heads of the officials, it is possible to get in touch with the old ministers and generals who miss the old lord, and have no scruples to cross-link and collude.
There was an accident in the Holy Palace, Xuanyuan Sheng's first reaction was suspicious of Xuanyuan Min, so he was in full swing for the post-election move, but unfortunately he was unlucky, and met Meng Fuyao, a professional power grabber.
Meng Fuyao was an unexpected change in Zong Yue's plan. His original plan was to link up with all the officials and impeach the regent and his minions with the suspicious case of Prince Wenyi. According to Xuanyuan's regulations, he was impeached by six officials of the third rank and above involving conspiracy. Offenders, even if they don't discuss punishment, should temporarily suspend their duties to reflect on their mistakes and wait for a thorough investigation by Dali Temple and the Metropolitan Procuratorate. Of course, Zong Yue doesn't expect Xuanyuan Sheng to relinquish power obediently, but as long as he makes a slight concession amidst the outraged domestic calls Zong Yue can immediately cut off his connection with several of his arms, kick open the door of his house, cut off his people, and take a step back, even if he brazenly changes the law, it will be a day If they don't want to think about it, at least those important ministers have to think about it symbolically in order to explain it. At that time, he can let him fiddle with it-the regent's house has a solid wall, but the grand scholar's house may not.
There are all kinds of tricks and tricks, but now, all paths lead to the same goal, there is no need to worry about which strategy is better, just wait for the knife to come in and the knife to come out.
On the twenty-ninth day of the twelfth lunar month in the twelfth year of Xuanyuan Zhaoning, the regent issued a warrant to mobilize the army of the Beijing camp to suppress the rebellious Xiping County King, and mobilized the capital guards to cleanse the opposing camp.
He is also a hero of the generation. When he finds that the enemy is in the dark, he will push himself into a dead end if he retreats.
When politics cannot be gentle, it can only be confronted with iron and blood.
The capital guards of the capital, like wolves and tigers, galloped with horseshoes, rolling up smoke and dust in the sky on the long street, rampant and unrestrained, and pressed towards Kunjing City with a murderous aura, every house closed their doors, every household closed their stalls, and looked at the armor from the crack of the door Bright soldiers, holding swords and swords, rushed into the official residences with deep alleys and tall buildings.
However, when those feet wearing military boots just took a step on the threshold, they immediately shook, and then a soldier was knocked out covered in blood.
The soldier bumped faster than he rushed, as if he was hit in the chest by some ferocious force, blood spurted out wildly, and at the same time knocked over his comrades behind him again and again, and immediately there were small black arrows flying around in front of him. , the strength of each arrow is unimaginable, and each arrow flies out, it must penetrate the bodies of three people in a row.
The one who rushed the fastest died the fastest. In an instant, dozens of corpses lay in front of the minister's house.
Immediately when everyone stopped in horror, the door opened, and a robust man in black walked out of the door. His face was often ordinary, but his temperament was as sharp as a knife. Everyone was holding a strange crossbow in their hands, standing in the winter sun. Shining iron-colored forest cold light.
If anyone knows the goods, they will probably exclaim at this moment—this is the "drop-ball crossbow" developed by Xuanji's most famous military craftsman, which can shoot 18 arrows in a row.
The cost of this crossbow is high, and it is hard to find a thousand gold. Even Xuanji who owns it has not been able to be equipped in large quantities in the Wang Jun.
In the hands of these people, they held it casually, and with a snap of their fingers, a large piece of life fell down like cutting rice.
A crossbow dedicated to long-range killing operations is used to kill enemies in street fighting. That approach is simply abnormal.
In the end, the capital guards were all strung together into grasshoppers to die.
No one is willing to use flesh and blood to resist the devilish weapon of war. After the comrades of the capital city were killed over a hundred in an instant, they all escaped with a cry. At the same time, there were screams and screams everywhere. The guards of the capital scattered like black ants from the scattered ministers' mansions, and flowed into the streets in a panic. No matter how much the chief shouted, they couldn't stop the chaos, and behind them, there was a man with a gray beard. The veterans rushed forward out of breath, and poked their butts fiercely with crutches: "I'm not a son of man! Duh!"
The clear sky was blood splattered and chaotic. The men in black held their crossbows and looked at them coldly. Then they all raised their heads and heard a whistle above their heads.
With just one sound, all the men holding crossbows turned over, jumped over the high walls of each mansion, and went straight to the Prince Regent's Mansion!
The iron walls in front of the Prince Regent’s Mansion are still fortified, but there are bloodstains in front of the door, pieces of meat everywhere, traces of scorched gunpowder, and some corpses that have not been dragged away are thrown around—just now, the king of Xiping County led his army He and the 10,000 Beijing troops under his command fought all the way through numerous sieges, until they reached the place three feet in front of the Prince Regent's Mansion—that was also the shortest distance he could get close to Xuanyuan Cheng in his lifetime.
Just three feet away, when the king of Xiping County joyfully commanded his subordinates to carry out the "final attack", the iron-black outer wall of the palace suddenly turned over, revealing a huge black cannon, and three cannons lay down on one wall body!
The King of Xiping County, who only prepared for street battles, never thought that Xuanyuan Cheng would turn his palace into a city? When the cannon exploded, it was a pity.
The palace is the tallest, and also the tallest in Kunjing. On the Lintian Building with windows on all sides, suddenly the windows opened, and countless bows and crossbows were set up, shooting at 360 degrees uninterruptedly. Died by arrows.
Above the fourth floor, bows and crossbows were fired at once, and below the fourth floor, thunder bombs exploded, and a deep black arc was drawn in the night sky. When it landed, the ground was filled with bright red.
And on the top of the high-rise building, the gentle and elegant regent robed and crowned, leaning his hands on the window, looking down with a sneer.
Kun Jing was bleeding, and only then did he enter the real climax.
At the moment when Xuanyuan Cheng forced the traitorous King Xiping back, Zong Yue also appeared in front of the regent's mansion.
He was still dressed in white like snow, his lips were like cherry blossoms, he rode a light white horse lightly, and floated over like a bright pearl on the clouds.
He parked his horse in front of the mansion gate, raised his head, and met Xuanyuan Cheng's gaze.
Separated by more than ten years, a pair of life-and-death feuds separated by generations spent more than ten years fighting and defending each other, fighting non-stop in a silent life-and-death struggle, but it was not until today that they truly faced each other. relatively.
Xuanyuan Cheng's gaze narrowed, like a poisoned arrow.
Zong Yue just raised his head lightly, looking at him without any expression, not like looking at an enemy whom he has spent more than ten years scheming, but like looking at the flowers in his flower garden - he cherishes them very much during the day He loves them very much, and at night his blood-stained boots often step on the delicate flowers without mercy.
Across the bloody grievances buried for more than ten years, between the scorched black fireworks mixed with the smell of gunpowder, and across the tall buildings with copper walls and iron walls, they looked at each other for a moment, and then moved away.
Xuanyuan Cheng raised his arms - he wanted to use the abundant weapons in his Lintian Building to kill these overwhelmed ants.
Zong Yue just flicked his fingers lightly.
He launched his offensive.
His offensive actually started from within the palace!
"boom!"
A loud noise revealed the final life-and-death struggle between Xuanyuan Cheng and Xuanyuan Yue, and revealed the bloody ending of Prince Wenyi's whole family being slaughtered many years ago.
Those who bomb people will always bomb them!
After the loud noise, black smoke burst out from the Lintian Building, and the Lintian Building shook slightly, and then the shaking became bigger and bigger, and the black smoke rose higher and higher, gradually covering half of the tall buildings. The bright red demon dancing flames continuously devoured the solid building. What's worse, because most of the weapons hidden in the building were gunpowder weapons, this astonishing explosion was like a reminder. The fire was burning, and there were constant crackling sounds, and those exploding muskets, rockets, and mines shot around with the flames, aggravating the damage and taking away human lives. were burned alive.
Three thousand iron armors came from all over the mansion to fight the fire, but they found that their feet were exploding all the way, the ground was turned over, the houses were blown down, the trees were blown down, and people were engulfed and killed by the red and black fire that suddenly burst out under their feet. The road from the front of the mansion to Lintianlou is full of dead bodies and broken limbs.
The guards scattered in exclamation, and gradually found that the explosion curve extended, and it only exploded on the road leading to Lintianlou from beginning to end, with only one intention, to cut off the rescue. Such a ferocious explosion erupted in the impenetrable palace.
Zong Yue raised his hand, and the arrows of the people in black behind him were replaced by rockets, adding fuel to the fire!
The howling sound became more and more intense. On the tall building, Xuanyuan Cheng could no longer maintain his composure. He suddenly turned around and tried to go downstairs. From a distance, he could still see his expression of shock and confusion. Zong Yue looked at him from a distance, but still did not move. There is only an indifferent and mocking smile on the corners of his brows and eyes - nothing but perseverance.
Xuanyuancheng's palace has always been known as the Iron Mansion. Not only is it difficult for outsiders to enter, but the defense is even more impenetrable. He moved away the residential buildings around the palace, leaving only layers of courtyard walls and countless guards. He even designed it himself. A kind of small pendant hammer, which warns when the ground vibrates, in case someone digs a tunnel and sneaks into the palace. He is already on guard.
However, Xuanyuan Cheng still made a fatal mistake. In order to better control the forbidden Xuanyuan Sheng, he closely connected his palace with the palace. This was equivalent to opening another door for his guard wall, and the palace was as impenetrable as iron. However, there are too many opportunities to play tricks in the palace, especially when the other party is scheming and thinking about it at all costs.
Ten years ago, the guard who betrayed Zong Yue who had fled, skinned his loyal servant, and hid him in a deep well was "unintentionally" bitten to death by a snake, and his family fell into ruin. His child was adopted by an old widow and grew up. In order to make a living when he grew up, the child entered the palace and became a eunuch.
With this background, the palace official, who was very strict at the time, let him into the palace without any doubts. Later, because of his loyalty and cleverness, he was selected to serve the emperor.
When this child was adopted by an old widow, he "met" a thief who was good at digging tunnels and stealing. He learned tunnel digging skills from him. He also tried to support himself and his mother by doing small business, working as a coolie, etc. However, for some reason, his luck was extremely bad all his life, and he lost money every time he did business. To be a eunuch.
After he became the emperor's servant, there were still people who investigated his life, and they didn't keep him by Xuanyuanmin's side until it was confirmed that this person was really an ordinary poor boy with no luck.
This child is Xiao An.
The whole life of this child being manipulated was one of Zong Yue's ten-year-long plan to deal with Xuanyuan Sheng.
Xiao An worked hard for his "adoptive mother" all his life, and his "adoptive mother" spent his whole life asking him to do one thing well.
Dig a tunnel.
Serving the emperor during the day, digging the tunnel quietly at night, it was better in the early stage, but Xiaoan became more and more silent when he dug the palace later, it took almost a quarter of an hour for each shovel, sometimes the whole night, he only dug out half a finger long distance.
It took him three years to dig this tunnel, and he had just completed this task when Meng Fuyao was received in the palace.
As for the subsequent reinforcement of the tunnel to prevent water seepage, filling the tunnel with explosives, and other things, there are other people to do it.
Zong Yue "trained" a group of people like Xiao An.
Those traitors who made trouble for Prince Wenyi back then, and those traitors who took refuge in the Prince Regent early on, were brought into his sight early on, but he didn't kill them. He only controlled them for a long time, and kept them as a pass to approach Xuanyuancheng in the future.
Xuanyuan Cheng suspected everything, but he never thought that Zong Yue would use people in his camp to infiltrate him.
This is the choice of the real strong - don't try to be quick, but only look at the long-term interests.
As long as Xuanyuan Cheng can be killed, why should he care about the crimes of those subordinates
Zong Yue smiled lightly, the blood in front of him was boundless, and his white clothes were spotless.
He is tired of blood, tired of the life that travels through the dark day, he thinks that after today he can really be that cleanliness doctor who loves flowers, heals diseases, saves people, washes blood-stained hands in a golden basin, and does everything. Qing Jing worried about the woman who loved to fight all her life, but she pushed him to another path, and he would continue to kill people from then on.
So be it.
He looked up tiredly, looking at half of the burning Lintian Building amidst the black smoke and red flames, seeing that the building was about to burn to pieces, Xuanyuan Cheng lifted his clothes and decided to fly downstairs, and smiled faintly.
He rolled up his sleeves and counted: one, two, three...
"boom!"
Xuanyuan Cheng, who was halfway through the gallop, suddenly fell and fell heavily to the ground, but was caught by the cornice at the corner of the fourth floor.
That floor was full of mine bombs, and the explosion was the most intense. The red flames shot out like meteors, and quickly ignited his royal robe. The billowing black smoke made him cough uncontrollably, and he couldn't open his eyes no matter what. not open.
Xuanyuan Cheng's heart was cold, and he tried his best to adjust his breath, but found that his dantian was empty, as if there was nothing there.
Where is his true strength? What about his martial arts? Why did he suddenly lose all his energy before he even had time to launch the shocking arrow
And when did this start
The fire burned quickly on his body, scorching his skin with hissing sounds, the scorching heat made the world glow red with anxiety and pain... In a daze, so did that person, he ordered someone to peel off the skin on his shoulder, It also makes the same screeching sound when the soldering iron is being ironed on, and also has the same burnt smell... oh... no, no, it's not like that, the sound is the same, but the smell... the smell is different!
He suddenly opened his blind eyes, curled up and twisted by the fire, trying to raise his head to look at Zong Yue's face.
that has been tortured