Chapter 235 Assassinate the King to Kill the Driver (2)
"It's on fire! It's on fire!"
The people were panic-stricken, and dozens of people who had been burned into flames rushed left and right in the crowd, causing more people to be covered in flames.
The fire is getting bigger and bigger, and the back streets have been completely blocked, making it impossible for tens of thousands of people to escape.
"Run forward!"
I don't know who shouted, and in an instant, like a flood bursting its embankments, the people rushed towards the emperor's car.
The Imperial Guards had no idea what to do at this moment. Behind them was the Saint, and they could not retreat. But in front of them were monstrous flames and tens of thousands of terrified people. How could they stop this?
The iron armor shield that they were most proud of was like paper at the moment, and there was no decent resistance at all. In the blink of an eye, the people broke through the siege of the Forbidden Army.
Inside the dragon chariot, Li Longji couldn't help but frowned, turned his head and looked behind him with a serious expression.
"Uncle Emperor."
The old man next to Gao Lishi said respectfully: "I'm here, my old minister."
"Quickly deal with the people here, move forward, and leave a way for the people to escape."
"Old minister, I obey the order."
After saying that, the old man stood up from the ground and hit the five Western Region illusionists like a meteorite.
The five illusionists from the Western Regions immediately activated the strange weapons of different shapes in their hands, and sharp sounds filled the air. In front of the old man, an evil dragon filled with a fishy smell immediately appeared, with its bloody mouth open.
Bite his head.
"Little trick!" the old man snorted coldly, a burst of light burst out from his eyes, and in an instant, the illusion disappeared without a trace.
But a flying thorn appeared in front of his chest. The flying thorn pierced into his chest, and there was a sound of machine gunfire immediately. The top of the flying thorn split left and right, clamping the old man's flesh tightly in his body.
If the old man wanted to pull out the flying thorn, the cost would be to tear off his entire chest.
The owner of the flying thorn was so proud that he believed that the old man would definitely die.
However, something unexpected happened.
One hand of the old man held the handle of the flying thorn. The next moment, with everyone's pupils widening in shock, the old man actually pulled out the flying thorn.
His chest was dripping with blood, and his ferocious bones were exposed.
"Madman...madman!" The illusionist was completely frightened by this scene and muttered to himself.
The old man threw away the flying thorn indifferently and let the blood flow, as if he had just broken a small knot.
The fragrance of datura flowers filled the air again, and it was Tila who stood up!
His eye sockets were sunken deeply, his skin was loose and dry, and his hair turned visibly white and then fell off one after another.
The illusion appeared before the old man's eyes again. It was not a dragon, a hungry tiger, or a ferocious beast, but a woman wearing a dragon robe.
"Mother...Mother Queen?"
Li Xianzhan, the leader of Tiance Mansion, was so frightened that he couldn't stand firmly and he knelt down.
In front of him was the woman who almost killed the Li family's dragon vein!
Wu Fu!
Li Longji saw Li Xian kneeling on the ground like a frightened child, his eyes dull, and he couldn't help but said in shock:
"What's wrong, uncle?"
Gao Lishi waved his hand to brush away the pink flower mist in front of Li Longji and said:
"Back to the saint, this floral fragrance comes from the mandala flower in the Western Region. Powerful illusionists will use this flower to create an environment and evoke the most terrifying memories in people's hearts. According to the old slave's guess, the prince should have fallen into an illusion, and it's not
Ordinary fantasy."
"Gao Lishi, kill them." Li Longji said coldly, "My imperial uncle must not kneel in front of the little thief from the Western Regions!"
Gao Lishi smiled and said: "Sage, don't worry. I can guess what illusion the prince has fallen into. Although the illusionist from the Western Regions can make the prince fall into fear, he doesn't know that the extreme of fear is extremely powerful hatred.
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"Your Majesty will stand up."
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Hearing this, Li Longji looked at Li Xian again. He seemed to have guessed what kind of characters existed in the illusion that Li Xian fell into.
…
On the road ahead of Zhuque Street, the battle between Chen Xuanli and others and the Khitan wolf slaves has also reached a fierce stage.
On the Forbidden Army side, only one of the three second-grade peaks was left. On the Khitan wolf slave side, only the dwarf priest, the wolf master of the Wuhetai tribe and a seriously injured wolf slave were left.
The dwarf priest was short and nimble, and Chen Xuanli's tall body could not do anything to him. Fortunately, he was wearing heavy armor, otherwise he might have been plotted by the dwarf priest.
All the surrounding forbidden troops also surrounded them, and the Khitan wolf slaves seemed to be defeated.
The dwarf priest looked up at the wolf master of the Wuhetai tribe who had a broken arm. The last wolf slave was also dead, and now there were only two of them.
"Rego, we were sold."
Lei Ge, the wolf leader of the Wuhetai tribe, grinned and said: "The people of the Tang Dynasty just can't believe it! But this time, we killed so many people, it's not a loss. The grassland will always remember us! Long live the Witch God!"
The dwarf priest whispered: "Long live the Witch God."
He took out the broken bone flute and played his last song in this world.
"Stop him!" Chen Xuanli shouted, brandishing his sword.
He was really frightened by this weird method. The previous wolf slaves almost turned into monsters after listening to this song. It took almost thirty people from the forbidden army to replace one of them.
Rego charged forward with a grin, intending to use his own life to buy time for the dwarf priest.
Chen Xuanli raised his sword to meet him. Within a few moves, Lei Ge's head fell to the ground.
But the dwarf priest finally finished his playing, with a ferocious expression on his face and his body bulging like a wine bag filled with wine.
The next moment, under Chen Xuanli's stunned gaze, the dwarf priest's body exploded, black and green juice splashed out, fell on the armor of the Forbidden Army, and burned out one big hole after another.
Chen Xuanli didn't dare to move, and glanced sideways at his sword.
The golden-backed machete, which he was usually proud of, was splashed by the green juice. From the blade to the blade, it was visibly melted into a puddle of molten iron.
In front of him, countless Imperial Guard soldiers were wailing and rolling on the ground, melting into white bones under the horrified eyes of their companions.
"General, what should we do?"
Chen Xuanli sighed and said: "Go and report to the saint and tell him that the danger has been eliminated and you can continue to move forward."
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Beside Tira, four illusionists from the Western Regions quickly rushed toward Li Xian who was kneeling, trying to remove his head.
Li Xianyu faced himself with Wu Fu, his mother in his imagination.
He recalled the day when Wu Fu wanted to force him to death.
Poison wine, Bai Ling, Blade, Shen Jiang, choose one from the four.
That year, twenty-year-old Li Xian also knelt on the ground and cried bitterly.
He didn't understand why the Queen Mother insisted on forcing him to death when he was clearly not a prince and had no ambitions. He just wanted to be an idle prince.
That's his mother!
He chose to sink into the river. The sky has eyes. The rope that tied him was bitten off by a big fish in the river. He went down the river and was rescued by a family.
From then on, there was no prince Li Xian in the world, only Li Xian, the commander of Tiance Mansion!
Now, he faced his mother again, and besides the fear, he was filled with hatred.
Li Xian's eyes were fixed on Wu Fu. The latter's figure became more and more distant and blurred. Li Xian chased forward desperately, using his inner strength again and again.
He seemed to have met Wu Fu and wanted to tear her into pieces.
In the real world, the four illusionists fell at Li Xian's feet one by one.
Li Longji laughed heartily.
Tira sprayed out a mouthful of blood. He finally couldn't hold it any longer, and the illusion of the mandala flower disappeared instantly.
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scattered.
Li Xian once again saw the world clearly. There was no martial arts and no choices of the past. The old man squatted on the ground like a child, howling and crying.
Li Longji waved his hand, and Gao Lishi understood it, led the two servants over, and carried Li Xian to the back.
Tila stumbled forward, while his companions were still panting. For some reason, Li Xian didn't take their lives. Maybe he wanted to stay alive and ask who was behind the scenes, or maybe subconsciously, he still couldn't bear it.
To kill his own mother.
"Tila...go quickly..."
"I won't leave!"
"Don't be angry, listen to me... we have been cheated."
An illusionist said intermittently: "In the Tang Dynasty, someone wanted to kill Li Longji and found us... We agreed to do it with us, but now it is obvious that we and the Khitan people have been deceived... The four of us are
You can’t leave, Tira, you have to get out alive...find those people...and avenge us!"
"Doron, I can't leave you and run for your lives!" Tila said through gritted teeth.
The illusionist from the Western Regions named Duolun laughed dryly: "Tila, I dragged you into this muddy water. I'm sorry for you. You are clean, but the four of us have sinned so much that we will die this time."
Here, it can be considered that the crime is deserved. Tila, someone must get out alive and tell our compatriots the truth. Otherwise, our death will not be worth it at all."
Tila looked at them deeply, turned around and left.
"Chase!" Gao Lishi shouted.
Fifteen people immediately jumped out from among the servants and chased Tila. A few people got into the crowd, but an explosion suddenly sounded in the distance.
The servants returned without success and reported to Gao Lishi:
"Eunuch Gao, the man from the Witch God Cult exploded to death in a strange way. Everything contaminated with his blood will be melted. The magician from the Western Regions used this commotion to escape. The young man was splashed with blood.
By now, it has turned into a skeleton, and we... dare not pursue it any more."
Gao Lishi frowned deeply, walked up to Li Longji and replied:
"Sage, that man ran away, and the other four illusionists also committed suicide by biting their tongues."
Li Longji nodded lightly: "I hope that after this time, the Western Regions and Khitan people can be more honest."
"Then now..."
"continue."
Prince Li Heng came on horseback and reported in a trembling voice:
"Father, the fire in the back streets is still under control. The people's emotions have been calmed down. It is not appropriate to return to the palace at this time. Please give me your permission."
Li Longji glanced at the prince, "Since the prince has said that it is not appropriate to return to the palace, what do you mean?"
Li Heng hesitated for a moment and said slowly:
"According to what I see, my father should continue to tour Chang'an at this time. Firstly, it can appease the people and stabilize people's hearts. Secondly, it can also show the great grace of the Tang Dynasty. Thirdly, it can show the power of the father and warn the evildoers."
Li Longji's eyes showed approval: "Yes, the prince and I have the same ideas."
"Go ahead, get your hands in order and move on."
"Yes!" Li Heng accepted the order and rode away.
The prince's ability to do things was still very capable. Soon, Zhuque Street was in order. The corpses were moved away, the blood stains were washed away, and the people, whether they were happy or scared, stood on the street obediently.
Li Longji looked at the night sky and said to himself:
"There is something missing in the sky. It is no longer lively."
The dragon chariot was flying, and Li Chu stepped on King Jianning who was hiding behind him.
Li Tan suddenly realized this and hurried to the front of the car and shouted:
"Fireworks set off!"
The long-overdue second round of fireworks finally bloomed in the night sky of Chang'an.
At this moment, they had already walked halfway through Jingshanfang.