A dark villain came to Jinting Bulaoxiang

Eunuch Yan was extremely anxious and could only try to stop him with a voice like a castrated chicken, saying, "Your Majesty, please be careful with your anger! Please be careful with your anger! Please be careful with your anger..." His voice was sharp and trembling, filled with endless fear and anxiety.

Eunuch Yan's old face was distorted by extreme fear, with wrinkles crisscrossing like ravines. His gray hair was scattered in a mess, and a few strands of hair were stuck to his forehead by sweat.

His eyes widened, their look filled with despair and helplessness, his eye sockets filled with tears, as if they would burst out at any time.

However, his weak power seemed so insignificant at this moment, like an ant. How could he restrain a furious lion?

All that could be heard was a series of dull explosions coming from Emperor Yuxuan's body, as if his inner anger was madly crashing through his body.

His body was twisting and shaking like a puppet out of control, his face twitching unsightly, his originally dignified face now filled with pain and anger.

Emperor Yuxuan felt as if there were thousands of raging torrents raging in his body, and that force seemed to tear his body apart from the inside out.

Each explosion was like a heavy hammer hitting his heart, making his breathing more rapid and difficult. Beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, rolling down his cheeks and splashing tiny drops of water on the ground.

Sweat soaked his clothes, which stuck to his body, outlining the outline of his body that was tense with pain. His hands unconsciously grabbed at the air, as if he wanted to grasp the glimmer of hope and stop the violent force in his body.

Emperor Yuxuan's face was distorted like a painting ravaged by a strong wind. His eyebrows were tightly twisted together, like two tangled dark clouds, and a deep ravine formed between his eyebrows.

His eyes were wide open, bloodshot, and the red threads seemed to be about to break out of his eye sockets, filled with fear and despair. His lips trembled,

He bit his teeth so hard that his lips turned white, as if he was trying to resist the pain in his body in this way. But the pain was too intense, and his facial expression became more and more ferocious, as if he was fighting a desperate battle with the devil.

Eunuch Yan tried his best to hold the emperor, but he couldn't hold the violently shaking body. His hands waved helplessly in the air, trying to catch the emperor who was about to collapse.

Eunuch Yan's face showed a look of despair, and tears kept flowing down his wrinkled cheeks and dripping onto the cold ground.

His lips trembled and he let out a faint cry: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty..." His voice echoed in the empty palace, sounding so desolate.

The sound suddenly stopped, and with a loud bang, Emperor Yuxuan's Kuiba-like body collapsed to the ground. At that moment, it seemed as if time had stopped and the air had solidified.

The palace was dead silent, with only the heavy sound of the landing echoing in the air, like a muffled thunder, shaking everyone's heart.

The moment Emperor Yuxuan's tall body fell, a cloud of dust was raised, and the dust slowly fell in the air like a sad rain.

Only Eunuch Yan's "Your Majesty!" was left floating sadly over the Weilong Palace. The voice was full of despair and grief, like a lone goose wailing in the night sky.

Eunuch Yan screamed and rushed over like a madman. His face was full of tears and his eyes were filled with fear and sadness.

His lips trembled, and his hands tightly grasped the corner of Emperor Yuxuan's clothes, as if grasping the last glimmer of hope. Eunuch Yan's body trembled slightly, and his heart was filled with endless grief and despair.

Emperor Yuxuan's unwilling bloodshot eyes glared at Xiao Sizhe beside him like dead fish eyes, which was particularly terrifying. His eyes were full of resentment and unwillingness, as if he was questioning the injustice of fate.

His eyes were bloodshot and his pupils were dilated, as if he had seen something terrible. Emperor Yuxuan's face showed a painful expression, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly. The terrifying look in his eyes made people shudder, as if he was telling the tragic end of a generation of emperors.

Emperor Yuxuan's body lay motionless on the ground. His once majestic figure now looked so helpless and desolate.

Xiao Sizhe looked at Emperor Yuxuan's collapsed body, with a complex light flashing in his eyes. His body was trembling slightly, his face was as pale as paper, and his lips were tightly pressed into a straight line, without any blood.

He murmured to himself, "Father, Mother, your son has avenged you! Thousands of soldiers of Jin State, Princess Lan has avenged you!" At this moment, his mood was like the surging waves, surging and complicated.

Those days and nights filled with worry were like a heavy shackle that had been weighing on his heart. Now that the shackles were finally removed, he felt empty inside.

There was a sense of satisfaction after revenge in his eyes, which was like a faint flame flickering in his eyes, and there was also a hint of confusion and melancholy, which was like a layer of mist that enveloped his eyes.

Revenge was finally taken, but the most important thing is the living! Xiao Sizhe cleared his throat and shouted excitedly: "The emperor has passed away!"

His voice echoed in the silent palace, carrying with it endless sadness and relief.

Xiao Sizhe had a complicated expression on his face. There was relief after being liberated, which was like unloading a heavy burden, making his shoulders relax slightly; but there was also worry about the future, which was like a dark cloud covering his brows.

The fox brother ran out of the Dragon Palace, raised his head and howled to the sky: "Woo..." The sound was shrill and long, as if he was wailing for this accident. Tears flashed in the fox brother's eyes, and the tears flashed like bright gems in the darkness.

Its mouth was slightly open, revealing sharp teeth that shone coldly in the moonlight. Its face was full of sorrow, and that sorrow was like the lines carved on its face, deep and clear.

It has accompanied Xiao Sizhe all the way and witnessed too much suffering and struggle. Now, everything seems to be over, but the future is full of unknowns. The fox brother's tail hangs weakly on the ground, as if telling the sadness in his heart.

Guaguamei spread its wings and shouted loudly in the dark night sky: "The emperor has passed away, the emperor has passed away, the emperor has passed away, the emperor has passed away..." Its voice echoed in the night sky and spread throughout the entire palace.

Guaguamei's eyes were wide open, full of panic and anxiety. The panic was like a frightened deer, jumping around in her eyes; the anxiety was like an invisible wind, blowing through her soul.

Its wings kept flapping, and each flap brought a breeze, as if it was trying to convey this important news. Its feathers trembled slightly in the night wind, as if it was also trembling for this sudden change.