Regardless of whether he is a friend or an enemy, strike first to gain the upper hand.
Zhong Ren quickly took out the square wooden box from his waist. Before the man could stand up, he quickly got up and struck forward with a hidden weapon dancing in the wind at an unspeakable speed. The wooden box sprayed out thousands of arrows. The thin formation that had been tempered with the poison formed an overwhelming formation and struck at the cloaked man in an inescapable shape——
The man moved and jumped into the air solemnly. The speed was so fast that Zhong Ren could not see clearly. This kind of footwork can only be mastered by a top tenth-level warrior, otherwise it would be difficult to perform it.
Zhong Ren's face turned cold, knowing that he was no match for this man, he reined in his horse and turned to run away.
Boom——! A scorching red light illuminated half of the sky!
The poisonous needle was burned to pieces, and the breath of wind and martial arts was swallowed up in the fire like a canoe hit by a tsunami, leaving no trace.
The fire was blazing, arrogant and with absolute intrusive power. Everywhere it touched was on fire, and people were panicked by the suffocating heat.
Ren Sheng received a heavy blow and fell from his horse to the ground. He gasped for breath. His wrinkled face seemed to be covered with cobwebs. His eyes were cloudy and he stared at the man who was coming step by step. His lips trembled in admiration. He said tremblingly: "You are...you are actually...Li Tian..."
Click!
The man's cloak was thrown away from his hands and went straight to his neck. The edge of the cloak turned with a sharp blade and made a scraping sound——
Shen Ren didn't say the last word, and the body fell to the ground.
Separation of body and head.
There was a pool of blood on his neck.
After the man found something from Zhong Ren's body, he moved his finger and lit up a ball of fire. He struck with his palm and threw it at the corpse. The lifeless corpse immediately burst into flames, burning completely and leaving no ashes behind.
"Don't dirty the place in front of my Heifeng Village."
Li Tianxiao said coldly, walked to the front, looked at Jian Shaotang who jumped down from the tree, handed the things to Jian Shaotang, and gave a low order: "Light the beacon fire and release the letter."
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call out--!
In the dark sky, a beacon signal suddenly burst out. This signal was well-made and special. Those who saw it could tell, and those who couldn't see it could also hear the special sound like a bird's song——
As soon as this signal was given, the Cheng family, who had been guarding the palace gate with hundreds of people and horses, immediately mounted their horses, waved their hands and shouted: "Enter the palace!"
In Emperor Xifeng's bedroom in the palace, Feng Xiyun and Emperor Xifeng were already playing their third game of chess.
After the imperial doctor diagnosed the disease, he observed the situation for a while and then withdrew.
Emperor Xifeng ordered the chamberlains and maids to retreat, leaving only the two of them sitting on the dragon couch, playing chess and drinking tea.
In the first two games, Xifenghuang was victorious, but in the third game, it was in danger.
The tip of Feng Xiyun's ears twitched. After hearing the sharp scream, her left hand that had been tightly grasped under the cuff suddenly loosened her grip, raised her head, and cast a stern look at Xi Fenghuang.
Emperor Xifeng was thinking about how to decide the next move. When he raised his head, he suddenly met Feng Xiyun's gaze. He couldn't help but move his fingers, and the chess piece fell on the chessboard...
The oval black chess piece rotated in anticipation, making a disturbing and depressing sound.
"Father, this is a dead end." Feng Xiyun raised her hand, held down the black chess piece, picked it up, and moved it aside. Her eyes darkened, "I win, and father loses."
Xifeng Huang's eyes flashed, and he stood up straight. His majestic eyes were focused on his son who spoke to him for the first time. He raised his head and asked, "This is the death you have announced for me. ?”
Feng Xiyun nodded, "Father, you have been ill recently and have contracted a serious illness. I am afraid that you can no longer be in charge of the court and work hard on your body. If you sleep on this dragon bed for too long, you will get tired. I have prepared some methods for cultivating your body and soul.
Earth, what do you think, Father?"
Xifeng Huang's pupils shrank, his expression did not change, but there was a bit of pain in his eyes, "I don't want... the person who has come to this point... to be you, the four emperors who I think are good in character and feel guilty.
Son!"
"What guilt can be compensated for?" Feng Xiyun got off the dragon bed, her eyes hard and cold.
"Father has never looked at me in the eyes. I am afraid that the position of the prince has already been fixed on the three kings. It does not matter how hard I work, no matter how hard I work, no matter how much popular support and reputation I have, it cannot be exchanged for your father.
An approval, a word of approval!" Feng Xiyun sneered, "Father, what can I do if I feel guilty? It is just a function word used to make excuses for the past. It has no meaning to me."
Xifeng Huang's face flashed green and white. He held his chest and coughed twice weakly. He stared at him and just shook his head without saying a word.
My child, you have completed the top five tasks very well.
Although you don't have outstanding talents like the three kings, you are not as arrogant as him. You know how to make up for your shortcomings, and you also have an open mind. I actually hope that the next emperor of Xifeng will be one that everyone supports.
A good king, not an arrogant lord who looks down upon the world.
These words were the words from the bottom of his heart that he wanted to say to his fourth son after three games of chess...
Xifeng Huang shook his head and laughed at himself, "I am old, I am indeed old."
The majestic monarch has a poor understanding of people, but he can't even see through his own son.
At this time, there was an urgent knock on the door to report, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty is not well... There are two groups of people inside the East and West Palace Gates, saying that there are foreign troops attacking from the border, and they must enter the palace to protect the Lord. They are not caring about the palace.
The guards tried to dissuade him, but he barged into the palace and was about to go to the dormitory..."
Coming.
Feng Xiyun's pale face finally showed a rare confidence. He walked to the desk, grabbed the blank memorial, threw it in front of Emperor Xi Feng on the bed, and said in a low voice: "Father is seriously ill and will never see you again."
To govern the country, how about establishing an heir tonight, advocating the foundation of the country, and proclaiming it to the world?"
Xifeng Huang looked at those determined eyes, and his heart suddenly became clear.
If he was not forced to establish a throne, the news of his sudden death would be known to the world.
Under the guise of bringing soldiers and horses to Beijing, they forced the people to enter the palace and forced them to write a letter to establish the throne. It was really a case of forcing the palace!
Xifeng picked up the book, thought about it for a moment, picked up the pen and ink, and started writing.
Feng Xiyun raised her eyebrows and smiled at the corner of her mouth, like a ghost hiding in the darkness who finally saw the sun. At this moment, she finally showed her first comfortable yet arrogant smile in her life.
This dragon couch, this bedroom, this palace, this entire Xifeng, is finally his as he thought.
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