Before everyone could see clearly what was going on, Zi Yijun suddenly fell down in mid-air. His heart was pierced and blood spurted out. He lost his breath when he hit the ground. When Zi Yiran fell back to the ground, he was stunned.
The sword was bleeding, and his face was full of shock. It seemed that even he himself didn't believe that he killed Zi Yijun like this.
Zicao hurriedly ran forward and shook Zi Yiran: "Yiran, Yiran."
Only then did Zi Yiran react, and he protected Lithospermum behind him. He looked up and saw everyone surrounding him.
Zi Haotian stepped forward to check on Zi Yijun. He stretched out two fingers and tried them under his nose and the crook of his neck. He raised his eyes and said sadly: "Dead."
The candidates for the throne present all aimed their angry eyes at Zi Yiran.
"Zi Yiran, no matter how bad Yijun is, how can you kill him in front of all our brothers?"
Zi Haotian squeezed out two lines of tears from his eyes and shouted in a hoarse voice: "He is your brother after all, brother!"
"Yi Ran, do you know what the law says about killing people in public in the palace courtyard!" Someone immediately agreed with Zi Haotian.
"What are you doing, what are you doing, what are you doing? Do you want to die? Back off!" Although Zi Yiran didn't understand why he killed Zi Yijun in his heart, it was clear that the last move was made by Zi Yijun's long sword.
At the heart.
The sword came so fast that he couldn't dodge it at all. He was ready to be stabbed to death, but the sword turned around out of thin air, and his sword seemed to pierce Zi Yijun's face in a controlled manner.
heart.
But now is not the time to think about this matter. He can only protect the purple grass behind him and step back step by step.
Zicao also knew that the matter had come to this and there was no room for recovery. She pretended to be very scared and hid behind Zi Yiran, but through Zi Yiran's thin outer gauze, she carefully screened each person's body.
Finally, Zi Cao locked his eyes on Zi Haotian, while Zi Yiran had already retreated to the corner.
Zi Haotian thought that the first person to come would be Zi Yihan, but he did not expect that it would be Han Mengxiao.
Han Mengxiao's arrival was a bit strange, seeming to appear out of thin air behind everyone. She sneered and said, "What are you doing to survive the pace of life?"
The words he spoke clearly contained some relaxed words, but the tone was completely cold, as if coming from hell. Everyone was shocked, turned around and looked behind, and saw Han Mengxiao's beautiful posture standing in the meeting hall.
At the door, there was a smile on his face, but that smile made people feel scary for no reason.
Zi Haotian was also shocked and quickly recovered: "It turns out to be Princess Han," his eyes darkened: "Did Princess Han come to the wrong place? This is the meeting hall. How dare a female prostitute..."
Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Han Mengxiao: "Don't talk about this small meeting hall, as long as I want to go where I want to go, no one can stop me!" She raised her cold eyes and looked at Zi Haotian.
"You are Zi Haotian, right?" Before giving Zi Haotian time to answer, she said again: "No matter who it is, stand aside!"
Past and present life, I wake up from the dream with a cold heart.
It turns out that with extreme pain and extreme hatred, everything in the past life can be recovered! The fairy energy and spiritual power that had been silent in the immortal bones for seven thousand years were awakened, and she finally merged the Qionghua Fairy Meng'er and the black shop owner Han Mengxiao into one body