Chapter 130: Death of the Emperor!
"My lord, you'd better go back to the villa as soon as possible. If you go back now, you should be able to see the emperor for the last time! Ha..."
Laughing loudly, the masked man stood up and disappeared into the endless dense forest in an instant.
Feng Manxiu didn't chase him. When the signal sounded, he had already sensitively realized that something was wrong.
Frowning his long eyebrows, Feng Manshou hugged Murong Wushuang tightly, and quickly flew towards Qilong Villa.
His speed reached the limit
The night wind blew past them, blowing their robes fiercely.
Feng Manxiu's palm only held Murong Wushuang's arm until it hurt. She could feel his nervousness.
The two people soon arrived at the top of Panlong Hall
Under the flickering lights in the square in front of the palace, the corpses of Imperial Feather Guards were scattered all over the place.
Feng Manxiu's body shook from the ground, and he rushed directly into the hall without even caring about Murong Wushuang.
The smell of blood hits my face
One dead body next to another
Feng Manxiu rushed towards the back hall and pushed open the door of Feng Zhonghe's palace.
Seeing the scene inside the house, Feng Manxiu's body suddenly became weak, and Murong Wushuang hurriedly broke out of his arms.
In the palace, the floor was covered with the corpses of eunuchs and guards.
Under the light, corpses are everywhere, and blood is flowing everywhere.
"Sleeves?!"
A silent voice came from near the dragon bed where the tent curtain was splattered with blood spots.
Feng Manxiu stood up, rushed over, and supported Feng Zhonghe, who was leaning on the dragon bed with a pale face.
"Father, how are you? I'll take you to the imperial doctor!"
As he spoke, he was about to pick up the crane in the wind
"Sleeve!"
The crane in the wind held his hand feebly
"It's useless...you...listen to me...finish..."
"You'll be fine, no!"
Feng Manxiu said eagerly
"Sleeve!"
Feng Zhonghe called him in a deep voice, and then he coughed uncontrollably. Along with the cough, blood gushed out from his mouth.
"Don't be anxious, don't be anxious, I'm listening, I'm listening..."
Feng Manxiu looked at her father's face distressedly and softened her voice.
Feng Zhonghe finally stopped coughing. He held Feng Manxiu's wrist tightly and spoke tremblingly.
"Aolongjiao...leave it to you...Xiu...Xiu'er, now...it's...time...to grow up..."
This chapter has been completed!