Just when Liu Wanrou finished speaking, a strange laughter came from the palace hall.
This laughter was like a person's fingernails digging into the newly painted redwood board, making people's scalp tingle when they heard it.
Lin Xiaoyun was the first to react. She turned around and found that the weird laughter came from Zhao Jie who was already lying on the ground!
"Not dead yet?"
Lin Xiaoyun frowned slightly, as if he wanted to go over and add another blow, but Liu Wanrou seemed to remember something and hurriedly shouted: "Xiaoyun, don't go over!"
"What?" Lin Xiaoyun was slightly startled when he heard this, and stopped subconsciously, but it was too late.
I saw Zhao Jie's body lying on the ground with several pustules growing on the surface of his skin. These pustules swelled rapidly and soon all exploded, shooting out several streams of poisonous blood.
Although Lin Xiaoyun was highly skilled in martial arts, the poisonous blood shot at her was fast and ruthless, and she was standing not far from the corpse. Even though she managed to dodge a little, she was still splashed by a few drops of poisonous blood.
"ah!"
A heartbreaking roar came, and Lin Xiaoyun's left hand quickly became shriveled and gray. From a distance, it looked like the hand of a thousand-year-old corpse.
"Xiaoyun!" Liu Wanrou was shocked and couldn't help but exclaimed.
However, Lin Xiaoyun was also a ruthless person. When she saw those gray-white spots spreading to her body through her arms, she immediately gritted her teeth, backhanded her sword, and chopped off her left arm at shoulder level.
Thumb thump thump!
Lin Xiaoyun's face turned pale and he took three steps back, seemingly unsteady on his feet.
"Bah bang bang!"
A burst of applause came, followed by a voice laughing loudly: "I have heard for a long time that the daughter of Feng Wujun is a tiger general in the world. I thought she was just a yellow-haired child. What's so strange? I didn't expect that when I saw her today, she was actually quite interesting.
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"It's you!"
Liu Wanrou saw the person coming into the hall clearly, and for the first time, a look of shock appeared on her face.
I saw a dark group of people gathered outside the main hall, including many veterans of the court, dignitaries, and military generals. These people were here to witness history.
The person walking at the front was about thirty years old, of medium build, with a delicate face and a rather elegant temperament.
"Liu Qianchou!" A cold glint flashed in Liu Wanrou's eyes.
This person was the third prince who was originally sent to the State of Zhao as a hostage, and was later welcomed back to the State of Yue by Lin Ziqing and Liang Yan!
Three years ago, on the night of Liu Yuan's death, several forces chose to take action at the Guangde Hall. Later, Liu Zihan won a great victory. It was rumored that the third prince Liu Qianchou died in the battle that night, and his followers did not attack.
Self-destruction.
Unexpectedly, it was the "dead" third prince who caused trouble in the palace today.
"It seems that during the battle at Guangde Palace that day, you simply faked your death!" Liu Wanrou said calmly.
"good!"
Liu Qianchou laughed and said: "Actually, I could have won that night, but I know that even if I win at that time, I will just be a puppet emperor, opening the tomb door for others!"
"It seems that you know everything. Zihan ascended to the throne in order to protect my Dayue Dragon Vein, but you are hiding behind and want to enjoy the benefits!" Liu Wanrou said angrily.
After Liu Qianchou heard this, he didn't take it seriously. Instead, he smiled and said: "The winner is the king or the loser. Only the one who survives to the end is the winner! My good sister, you are not suitable to be an emperor. Give up this position."
, I can leave you a whole body!"
"Hmph! How dare you, the rebellious ministers and thieves, be so arrogant?!"
The speaker was Lin Xiaoyun. She now only had one arm left, but she still held the long sword in her hand horizontally and shouted: "If you want to murder Your Majesty, you must first ask about this sword in my hand!"
After hearing this, Liu Qianchou smiled slightly and said nothing. On the contrary, Zhao Jie's corpse suddenly started laughing:
"Jiejie, this little kid is so arrogant!"
"What?!" Lin Xiaoyun's expression changed. The next moment, she saw Zhao Jie, who had been stabbed through by her sword, slowly stood up from the ground.
At the same time, three weird people in strange clothes walked out of the crowd. One of them was a dwarf, wearing loose clothes. He raised his right hand and waved, and "Zhao Jie" slowly walked towards this person.
"What a pity. I originally wanted to take Zhao Jie as my apprentice, but now I can only make him a mummy!"
The dwarf said with a trace of regret on his face.
The other person seemed to be an actor, with exquisite heavy makeup on his face. When he saw this, he smiled and said: "Senior Brother Tong, don't be sad, let's see Junior Sister help you vent your anger!"
As soon as she finished speaking, she immediately raised her hand and shook. She saw five paper figures falling on the field. Judging from their attire, they seemed to represent "sheng", "dan", "jing", "mo" and "ugly" respectively.
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After the five paper figures landed on the ground, they began to sing a big show, some danced with swords and sticks, and some were good at dancing with long sleeves. They seemed absurd and uninhibited, but wherever they passed, there was always a flick of the sword or a roll of long sleeves.
, several heads fell to the ground!
The five paper figures were singing and singing. Before the opera was finished, nearly a hundred of the palace guards who were protecting the empress were already dead!
"Haha, senior sister, this opera is good. The song of the subjugated king and the subjugated country has a unique flavor!" the last monk among the three laughed.
This man had triangular eyes, a sloppy nose, and was quite tall, but his appearance was ghastly and ugly. He spotted a personal guard and suddenly took the soldier in his hand with a wave of his hand.
Then the man opened his mouth, exposed two fangs, and bit the soldier's neck directly, sucking blood!
The dwarf from before was also making a secret with one hand, letting his newly trained mummy Zhao Jie join the army.
This Zhao Jie was originally not weak in martial arts, but now that he has been turned into a mummy, he is even more powerful and has no fear of life or death. Among the five hundred personal guards, he was like a tiger rushing into a flock of sheep, and he cut down a piece in an instant!
Liu Wanrou couldn't help but see the three monsters causing chaos in her palace, and she opened her mouth and yelled angrily: "Liu Qianchou, as a descendant of the royal family, you actually colluded with these evil cultivators, even if you sit on the throne,
I’m afraid that it will also make the people’s livelihood miserable!”
Liu Qianchou chuckled and said, "Don't bother me, sister! Today these three are my founding heroes. When I ascend the throne, they will be my national advisors in Dai Viet!"
The dwarf man also laughed and said: "Our Cangyue Sect is the largest sect in the Yue Kingdom. It is your honor to be willing to condescend to come to your Liu family to be a small national teacher! As long as you serve the three of us, I promise
Your throne will last forever!"
"Hahaha! Senior Brother Tong is right. From now on, our Cangyue Sect will be the state religion of the Yue Kingdom!" The tall man threw the soldier who had been sucked dry from his mouth to the ground and said with a proud smile.
However, just when a few people were satisfied, a cold voice suddenly sounded in the hall:
"The largest sect in the Yue Kingdom? It seems that Liang is ignorant!"