shark [rebirth]

All the ministers who dressed the emperor in mourning and sackcloth withdrew from the hall in shock, the ground shook violently, and the older ones all stood up.Unsteady, he was helped to an open area by the guards, and simply sat on the ground.If the death of the emperor is a man-made disaster, then it is a natural disaster at this time, and people can't help feeling a kind of blank fear of facing the doomsday.

Watching Xu Jin's back disappear, Pei Heng turned his head and looked at Wen Ge, and asked, "Master Wen, you don't really intend to listen to him, you want to look at me?"

Wen Ge said helplessly: "With such an important entrustment, Wen has no choice."

Pei Heng quickly whispered: "Is it related to the Demon Sea?"

Wen Ge said truthfully: "Indeed, the location of the Demon Sea may be different every time. This time in the Inner Palace, if he didn't know Xu Jin's ability, Wen would definitely not let him go."

Pei Heng grabbed Wen Ge's arm: "Last time he tried to refine the devil's energy, this time he might directly refine the devil's sea, Mr. Wen, if this place is considered safe, I ask you to help me as soon as possible."

Wen Ge couldn't help being surprised when he heard this: "This boldness... is really suitable for the prince."

"I know what he's feeling, so I didn't stop him, but I definitely don't want him to have an accident." Pei Heng glanced at the courtiers who retreated here, and said in a low voice, "Master Wen, Mohai can deal with it step by step. But there is only one Xu Jin in my family."

Wen Ge was intimidated by the serious eyes, and said: "Wen understands that if the danger is too dangerous, Wen will definitely stop Mr. Xu Jin."

Pei Heng breathed a sigh of relief and nodded in satisfaction.

As soon as the words were finished, Marquis Yan Yun paced over. Pei Heng patted Wen Ge's arm, brushed past him, and said to Marquis Yan Yun, "Does Little Twelve know what you're thinking?"

"I don't care about that." Marquis Yan Yun followed his gaze and lowered his head, looked at the sword on his waist, then looked back at King Huaiyuan who was chatting with several ministers, and asked, "Does the lord know about me?" Thoughts?"

Pei Heng stretched out his hand, flicked his middle finger on the hilt of Yan Yunhou's sword: "Which one is going to kill with this sword first?"

There was a icy smile in Yan Yunhou's eyes: "My lord thinks, what about Lord Cao?"

"Master Cao's name is ranked third in the Nanzheng Joint Remonstrance Letter, and the first two have already left with An Guogong." Pei Heng met his eyes, "Well, it makes sense."

Yan Yunhou smiled: "Chengyin, you know me, I have no enmity with the royal family, nor with the empire."

"But if you violate the law and punish them privately, it will be no different from rebellion." Pei Heng said.

The two looked at each other under the dark night, Pei Heng took a step closer after thinking carefully, and said softly: "If Ah Huan is not dead, you can't be allowed to do this, even if someone else becomes the emperor, you still can't do this!"

Marquis Yan Yun frowned slightly, obviously hearing the meaning behind his words, but he still couldn't believe it.Young Master Gu sneaked into the palace in the chaos and ran to him quietly. Marquis Yan Yun was a little surprised when he saw it. Young Master Gu timidly said, "I'm worried about you..."

Yan Yunhou didn't blame him, he raised his hand and pulled him into his arms, letting him bury his face on his body.

Young Master Gu raised his head to look at Pei Heng, Pei Heng smiled at him, raised his hand to stroke Young Master Gu's soft hair, and when he saw King Huaiyuan approaching, he gave a slight nod to the Twelfth Emperor's Nephew.

The shaking of the earth didn't seem to affect Xu Jin's actions at all. He headed straight to the place where the dragon's veins were impacted with a clear goal. After a while, he gathered outside Yongci Palace with a group of warriors from the Qingyu Palace who rushed from all directions.

The Empress Dowager stayed behind closed doors for several days. The gate of Yongci Palace was originally closed today, but the crossbar was squeezed and deformed during the earthquake, and the palace gate opened with a twisted crack, which swayed strangely from time to time, and the palace people rushed out in panic.

Xu Jin grabbed a court lady, grabbed her arm and pulled her back to face and asked sharply, "Where's the Queen Mother?"

The maid's face turned pale, and she calmed down a little after seeing the warriors of the Qingyu Palace, and replied in a dazed and confused way: "Mother... Empress Dowager..."

She immediately trembled all over and said anxiously, "The Empress Dowager!"

After saying that, she had to run back to find her master like a conditioned reflex, because she knew very well that if something happened to him, these servants would surely die.

Xu Jin was speechless, and pulled her back and pushed her out lightly: "Are you going back to die? Run away, don't worry about it."

The little girl stared at him for a moment, at a loss, then listened to his words, turned her head and ran away.

The palace is built with real materials and skillful craftsmen. Apart from the city walls, the houses here are the strongest. However, many structures must take into account the style and beauty. The towering and tall palaces may not be able to withstand the earthquake like ordinary houses. , the glazed tiles slipped from time to time, and the shaking of the pavilion was the most obvious.

Xu Jin went straight to the inner hall against the fleeing crowd, the candles were almost extinguished by the strong wind in the hallway, and the curtains along the way were ignited by fire, Xu Jin called water to extinguish them, and rushed all the way to the inner hall without any hesitation. In the hall, I saw a few female officials and eunuchs who came back to escort them after recovering from their senses, trying to run out with the sleeping queen mother on their backs.

Xu Jin stepped forward to snatch the Queen Mother, and handed it to the Jade Warrior behind him with one hand. He turned around and quickly checked the Queen Mother's pulse and eyes, and found that the Queen Mother had the same symptoms as the little emperor's previous illness.

There was a slight clicking sound from the beams and pillars of the palace, Xu Jin had no time to take a closer look, and asked the warrior to take the queen mother away from here.

In the eyes of people without spiritual power, this is an earthquake, but what Xu Jin saw was the thick black demonic energy spreading wantonly in Yongci Palace. He walked step by step into the dark and eerie depths of the inner hall. Inside the quiet room is a gold-plated Buddha statue, which is as tall as a person and a half. It is the place where the Empress Dowager usually worships the Buddha.

Xu Jin's posture was tense to the extreme, his whole body was cold and alert, and when he was touched, a golden light burst out faintly in the palm of his hand.

——The majestic Buddha statue with benevolent eyebrows and kind eyes was shrouded in thick black demonic energy at this moment, and the black dragon-like mist hovered around the Buddha statue, and spread to all parts of the palace from this source, baring its teeth and claws strangely.

It seemed to be conscious, as if it noticed Xu Jin's intrusion, and withdrew its attention from elsewhere, as if a pair of cold and unfriendly eyes turned towards Xu Jin.

They confronted each other silently, and the sea of ​​demons parasitic on the Buddha statue continued to surge up from the ground, and its size became larger and unfathomable. The resentment, anger, and guilt of the three worlds suddenly opened their abyss-like mouths, roaring towards Xu Jin.

King Huaiyuan said hello to Pei Heng for the first time tonight, and the two exchanged a few pleasantries, but Pei Heng didn't speak to reprimand him, Little Twelve was no longer Little Twelve.

"This time when the emperor's uncle comes back, I'm afraid I won't have the chance to go to the mansion for a meal." Huaiyuan Wang said with a smile, there was still some childishness in his smile.

Pei Heng was silent for a moment, and said: "If you really think about it, there is still time."

King Huaiyuan turned his head and glanced at Young Master Gu, as if mocking himself, he said, "No, it's too late."

Pei Heng suddenly realized something, frowned and said, "Little Twelve!"

He and King Huaiyuan turned their heads to look in the direction of the palace gate almost at the same time, only hearing the sound of heavy horseshoes and iron armor faintly coming from the same place in this restless and noisy night.

——The Huaiyin Army and Yanyun Army have rushed into the capital!

The officials resting on the square of the front hall also gradually stopped talking, and they also looked over there, their faces becoming solemn in unison.

King Huaiyuan took a few steps back, Marquis Yan Yun carried Young Master Gu on his shoulder and drew his sword.

Pei Heng turned around with his hands behind his back, staring at them with a cold expression, Lu Juanqing also came over and stood beside Pei Heng.

The crisp sound of horseshoes approached from the back of the main hall, and two tall horses galloped up. King Huaiyuan and Marquis Yanyun mounted their horses respectively, but Pei Heng did not stop them. The reason was very simple—there were hostages everywhere.

"Little Twelve, if you turn back today, you will have no turning back."

There was a gap in the thick clouds, and a gleam of pale moonlight fell on the big stone bricks, as if drawing a clear boundary between Chuhe and Han.

King Huaiyuan cupped his hands on the horseback: "Uncle Emperor, I have long since lost my way back."

Marquis Yan Yun looked at Pei Heng thoughtfully for a short moment, then followed King Huaiyuan on his horse and rushed directly to the outside of the palace. The sound of fighting outside the palace gate gradually approached, and the outer gate of the palace must have been broken.

Lu Juanqing took a sword from the lieutenant general and handed it to Pei Heng: "According to the arrangement, the Jiangzhou Army should attack the rebels in the middle, and the Zhaowu Army's forwards will intercept them."

"The terrain in the imperial city is not open." Pei Heng took the sword, feeling mixed emotions in his heart, and in a blink of an eye, his deep gratitude was exhausted, and life and death, mentors and friends, were like a vicissitudes of life.

Lu Juanqing looked at him and said, "So the Chinese army is supported by the lieutenant general, and you and I only attack the forwards and suppress the front."

Pei Heng nodded. Forty percent of his art of war was taught by Lu Juanqing. After many years, they still have a tacit understanding.

What's more... Lu Juanqing is probably the former Master Hongming.

Pei Heng turned his head to look at Neiyuan, Wen Ge said: "Your Majesty, let's go now, don't worry, my lord, I won't let Mr. Xu Jin force it."

The night in the royal city was long, and the ferocious sea of ​​monsters and tsunami raised black mist. Thousands of cavalry broke through the tranquility of the imperial city and approached the throne. Pei Heng and Lu Juanqing got on their horses and galloped towards the palace gate with their swords in hand.

He looked back at the smoky rivers and mountains on his horseback. The huge golden barrier above the palace continued to expand. Pei Heng seemed to feel Xu Jin's body temperature through thousands of palace walls. He slightly raised his hand to reject the soldier's offer He turned around and swung his whip heavily, and rushed into the bloody battle with Lu Juanqing side by side.