Twilight War

09

"I am... Huangxuan Jin of the Jiangnan Huangxuan family."

The young man in the center of the hall raised his head and looked around at the people in the hall, with blood on his body and a lion in his eyes.

Si Tianming, who was still held hostage by the dancer from the Western Regions, raised his head and looked at Zichen with joy or worry, but just as he was about to say something, the dancer who was coercing him pressed him down with the tip of a knife.

Zichen's shoulder was still bleeding, Si Xuerou held her own wound and knelt behind him on one knee, gritted her teeth and said, "Nizi, what are you doing here at this time!"

Her voice was still hoarse, like a dead tree branch.

Zichen was still protecting Si Xuerou, but he couldn't say anything.

"Since you left Huangxuan's house, what are you doing when you come back?"

Si Xuerou said with a suppressed voice, her voice was deep but seemed to hide a monstrous undercurrent.

Zichen raised his head and looked at Vehipel who was still standing on the hall.

Wisipel's eyes were as cold as the ice of Niflheim thousands of miles away.

Zichen knew that the moment he appeared here, there would be no turning back between them.

"Your Highness, both Arthur Fana and the Huangxuan family have already paid too much for what happened back then. I hope Your Highness can allow the Huangxuan family to return to Donghuang safely and not send troops against Donghuang within ten years. And I will also swear in the name of Jiangnan Huangxuan that the Huangxuan family will never get involved in the West Continent during the period when I am the head of the Huangxuan family."

Zichen slowly pulled out the dagger on his waist, the black luster flowing on the Wujin Blood Blade was like a dark night.

"The Huangxuan family swears by the sword. I don't have a sword to match. Today, I would like to swear by the blade of the shadow bearing."

He looked at Vehipel and said word by word.

Vehipel looked at the young man in the center of the hall. The young man had eyes that were too similar to his mother's.Usually, he would always be half-opened as if he hadn't woken up, but when the boy opened his eyes, Vihipel found that those eyes were so sharp that they could cut people.

"You mean that you will never enter the Westland?" Wihipel asked, his voice was as cold as broken jade.

"Yes." Zichen replied.

"What if I don't agree?"

"The Huangxuan family will fight here today."

The boy still held the dagger in his hand and looked up at Vehipel.

The blades of the Huangxuan family are either used to swear or to kill.

Isabel held the glass wine glass and looked at the young man in the center of the hall. She had been sizing up the young man.

After all, if this young man is really Huangxuan Jin, then there will be many places for her to deal with this young man in the future.

She took a sip of her wine, and suddenly remembered that this young man was the one who assassinated many Vanner officers in front of the Church of the Holy Rosary.

She recalled how the boy was locked in the Vana dungeon, his eyes were clearly covered with black cloth, but it was as if he could still see the boy's sharp eyes.

If so, it would be interesting in the future.

However, the teenager seemed to be taken away by Vichypel afterwards.

The young master of the Huangxuan family and His Royal Highness Vichypel of the Arthur Empire...

Was Vesper bitten by his little wolf dog?

It seems that the feast of the kings is really dark and turbulent.Under the feast, there are all bones.

Lie Jiaomi stood at the side of Vichypel and looked at the boy who suddenly jumped out and called himself Huangxuanjin.

At this banquet, he finally chose the Arthur Empire, which also meant that he would always be an enemy of the Huangxuan family.

He put his fate on the side of the Arthur Empire, so he must not let the people of the Huangxuan family get out of here alive, otherwise he will never have a better life in the future.

The Huangxuan family should have declined, right?

That day's death has made the Huangxuan family no longer as strong and honored as it used to be.

And this Huangxuanjin looked like he was still a boy.

What can a boy do at this feast of kings?

But when he looked into the boy's eyes, he felt faintly startled.

He suddenly remembered that there is a saying in the deserts of the Western Regions - there is a flame hidden in the ashes.

If you forget to extinguish the flame in the ashes, someday, even in the desert, the ashes will burn again.

That day was burning flames for thousands of miles.

And he needs a bigger vote to prove his loyalty to the Arthur Empire. Is there any gift better than the life of this sudden Huangxuanjin?

The gleaming dagger slipped noiselessly from his sleeve into his hand, and Lie Jiaomi suddenly jumped up from the high platform and stepped on the low table, like a wolf attacking!

The cold dagger stabbed at the black-haired boy's neck!

However, the dagger was suddenly held by the woman!

Blood dripped from Si Xuerou's hands.

Si Xuerou grabbed the dagger from Lie Jiaomi's hand by mistake, and put it on Lie Jiaomi's neck!

"Open the door." Si Xuerou gritted her teeth and said to Lie Jiaomi.

"You won't kill me. I'm the only one here who knows where the mechanism of the gate is." Lie Jiaomi smiled indifferently and said, "If you kill me, you'll all have to wait here to die."

"But what if I say I know where the agency is?"

The red lotus on the forehead of that Flying Dancer girl was like blood congealed, and everyone was fighting with His Highness, but she was still just pouring wine there by herself.

Her expression is still neither sad nor happy, like a Bodhisattva between heaven and earth.

The red lotus dancer picked up the wine and looked up at Zichen, "Are you Huangxuanjin?"

Zi Chen nodded in a daze.

"My name is Honglian Yin." The dancing girl said.

Vichypel and Isabel were not familiar with this name, but Si Xuerou and Si Tianming immediately knew who this dancer from the Western Regions was.

Hong Lianyin, Princess Loulan, was forcibly taken to Wusun Kingdom after Wusun Kingdom invaded Loulan, and there was no news after that.

The king of Loulan Kingdom is already old, and he has resisted so far with Loulan's hundred-year-old foundation, but he has kept a name.

"Let your people lay down their weapons." Hong Lianyin said while drinking wine while looking at Lie Jiaomi.

"Honglianyin, don't think that the Huangxuan family can be your backer. Sooner or later, your Loulan will be destroyed by me. You, a daughter of a subjugated country, have nothing to be arrogant about."

Lie Jiaomi still pretended to be calm and said, but his fingers had already started to tremble secretly. After all, the knife was placed on his neck coldly, and it was still shining with a cold light.

"I'm doing it for your own good. The Huangxuan family always pays back their debts. If you do less evil today, you can pay less in the future." Hong Lianyin said.

She slowly walked down from the hall, drew out the dagger at her waist and pressed it on Lie Jiaomi's neck.

Enchanting and holy lotus patterns are secretly engraved on the dagger, the lotus flower is climbing up the blade, and Hong Lianyin's hands that should be used to pour wine are constantly pressing on the dagger.

"Madam can let go, I'll be fine." Hong Lianyin said looking at Si Xuerou's bleeding hand.

"Are you asking me why I am so arrogant?" Hong Lianyin pulled out another dagger from her waist, and swung it at Lie Jiaomi's right hand suddenly. Lie Jiaomi's little finger landed on the western region dance carpet, fainting dark red. The pattern is like the flowers falling around Feitian.

"Just because you are in my hands now."

"Now? Let it go?"

"Let... let go..."

Lie Jiaomi clutched his bleeding right hand and hurriedly called out to the dancer from the Western Regions who was threatening Si Tianming.

The two daggers on Hong Lianyin's hands are originally one, one is engraved with a lotus pattern in the shade, and the other is engraved with a yang pattern, they fit together just right, blood drips down the lotus pattern carved in the yang, the holy lotus flower is bloodthirsty , like a red lotus just blooming.

This woman has the face of a Bodhisattva and the heart of a Rakshasa.

"It's my first gift to Huangxuan's family." Hong Lianyin looked at Zichen and said, she still had the expression of a Bodhisattva neither sad nor happy, pure land in the ten directions, dust will not mess with it.However, there seemed to be a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

Zichen looked at Hong Lianyin and before he could say anything, Si Tianming hugged him as soon as he took the knife away, "Zichen, where have you been for so long?"

Si Tianming dressed up as an elegant and handsome son, but behaved like a run-down fortune teller walking the rivers and lakes.

In such a tense scene, he hugged Zichen, as if he was about to stage a family reunion scene, completely ignoring the people around him who were almost on the verge of swords.

"Our Zichen is back, we're back." Si Tianming kept muttering.

Zichen still opened his eyes and looked at the people on guard in the hall, but he didn't know how to push Si Tianming away, so he could only let Si Tianming hold him.

He just felt something small flow out of his heart.

He has been away for so long, he has been avoiding, and has been afraid to go back.

But now that he is back, at such a tense time, there are still people who are happy for his return...

This joy is very inappropriate, but very important.

He can wander in the rivers and lakes, and he can enter the West Continent alone, but when he returns, there are still people waiting for him.

So he had no choice but to pat the back of his uncle who was shaking in moon-white clothes, and said softly:

"Yes, I'm back."

Hong Lianyin withdrew her gaze from Zichen, not disturbing the scene of the family reunion.

"Open the door." Hong Lianyin still threatened Lie Jiaomi, "If I can't get out of here today, you don't even want to survive. I've already put my heart out, and I definitely won't give up halfway."

"Hit... open the door!" Lie Jiaomi told the dancers the location of the trap, and ordered them to open the door.

Just as the dancing girl stepped onto the high platform, Weier and Tang De suddenly pulled the sword out of the scabbard.

Obviously, no matter how stupid Weier and Tang De were, they knew that it would be a loss-making deal to let go of the Huangxuan family for a Kunmo from Wusun Kingdom.

"Your Highness, are you planning to break your promise?!"

Feeling that he might be abandoned by Lie Jiaomi, he yelled at Vihipel regardless.

"Since you chose to betray your promise, you should be prepared to be abandoned, aren't you? Kunmo." Hong Lian said coldly to Lie Jiaomi.

When Loulan was hit by a natural disaster and there was a severe drought, Wusun State went deep into Loulan in the name of rescue, but after entering the capital, they looted wantonly!She will never forget this hatred.

"Your Highness! Your Highness!" Lie Jiaomi frantically stared at Vichypel who was still sitting on the high platform, his eyes were bloodshot, like a trapped jackal.

However, Vichypel only looked at the young man of His Highness, the blue in his eyes was like frozen ice and snow.

Lie Jiaomi suddenly quieted down when he saw Vichypel's reaction, and viciousness flashed in his frivolous and stern eyes, "Your Highness, if I die here today, none of you will think of coming here."

"You let Lie Jiaomi go, I can let everyone in the Huangxuan family leave, but the head of the Huangxuan family must stay here." Vihipel said suddenly, he sat at the head coldly, like a white emperor who is not close to the world , A simple sentence is as majestic as a thunderbolt.

"I can stay here." Si Xuerou pressed her wound and gritted her teeth sharply and said to Vehipel.

"I only want Patriarch Huangxuan to stay." Wisipel looked up at the black-haired young man in the center of the hall, the wine in the luminous jade cup was like blood.

Si Xuerou sneered, "Impossible!"

"Patriarch Huangxuan, I don't know what you want." Wei Xipel ignored Si Xuerou and still looked at Zichen.

The nine iron gates were closed, and the candles inside the Wusun Palace were burning, and the red candle tears were frozen on the gold candlesticks, and the black silk curtains disturbed the flickering of the candles.

"I have never made a blood oath to light a sacrificial candle, and I am not the head of the Huangxuan family." Zichen looked at Vichypel and said.

"Really?" Vichypel suddenly pulled the corner of his mouth and chuckled.

"En." Zichen nodded.

Wisipel was still smiling, almost gentle but desperate, "It doesn't make any difference to me whether you are the Young Master of Huangxuan or the Patriarch, isn't it?"

Si Xuerou and Si Tianming didn't hear anything, and still looked at Vehipel warily.Isabel immediately realized that something was wrong, raised her head and looked back and forth between Vehipel and Zichen.

Sure enough, she knew that there was a good show between these two people.In the future, the Huangxuan family and the Arthur Empire will really be entangled.I don't know what benefits the Vana Empire can take advantage of.

Anyway, this is what Vichypel deserved, and now she is happy to watch the two families burn happily from the other side.

"Okay." Zichen looked at Vichypel and nodded slowly, "If His Highness wants, my Huangxuan family will give it; if we can't give it, Your Highness, please stop thinking about it. "

"Zichen." Si Xuerou suddenly grabbed Zichen's shoulders, her peach-blossom eyes glowed like red threads.

"Zichen, you can't stay, you came back after a lot of trouble!" Si Tianming held Zichen's arm tightly and shook his head fiercely, without the air of a romantic man.

Zichen pulled off Si Xuerou's hand on his shoulder, and secretly put the Ashura Bodhi Buddha Bead he had been carrying with him into Si Xuerou's hand.

Si Xuerou froze for a moment, then suddenly looked at him calmly, the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River seemed to be condensed in her eyes and then turned into mountains and rivers.

Zichen nodded with a wry smile.

Asura Bodhi, the ugliest of all Bodhisattvas, those who hold Asura Bodhi are guilty of seven sins, and recite the Nine Sutras to atone for their sins.

And who knows Shura Tibetan jade.

The jade talisman of Huangxuan's family is tied at the end of the beads.

Wihipel looked at Zichen and waved to Tang De and Weier behind him.

Tang De put away his sword and stood with a helpless smile on his lips. Weier still drew his sword angrily and confronted the dancer from the Western Regions. In the end, he had no choice but to withdraw his sword and let the dancer go up to the high stage angrily. The head of a she-wolf in the seven-wolf gold decoration on the low table that was originally seated slowly turned its direction.

In an instant, the nine heavy iron doors opened slowly, and the light like wild sand in the desert shone into the palace.Blood flowed across the hall, and everyone confronted each other.

There is also a river of blood outside the hall, and the two sides are facing each other.

After the iron gate was closed, the soldiers outside the hall did not dare to move. There were still hundreds of people from the Arthur Empire guarding the gate of the palace, dozens of people from the Huangxuan family, and hundreds of people from the Vana Empire.

"Let's go!" Si Xuerou said almost coldly, pulling Si Tianming who was throwing himself on Zichen.

"Sister, we can't just leave Zichen behind!" Si Tianming looked at Si Xuerou anxiously, "Sister!"

"Let's go!" Si Xuerou carried Si Tianming and walked slowly outside the royal palace. Her white clothes were stained with blood, like the peach blossoms in the south of the Yangtze River, but her beautiful peach blossom eyes were still sharp and awe-inspiring, as beautiful as ice and snow.

Wihipel waved to the soldiers outside the hall, and the soldiers outside the hall automatically divided into two lines to make way for Si Xuerou.

"Ma'am!" Everyone in Huangxuan's family looked at Si Xuerou suspiciously.Si Xuerou just walked out of the hall without saying a word.

"Huang Xuanjin, right?" Hong Lianyin still coerced Lie Jiaomi and said to Zichen, "Just now I hid behind the bead curtain and watched me dance seriously."

Hong Lianyin suddenly chuckled, as if the lotus in the Buddha's Pond was born with desire for evil, Mingtai provokes dust.

Zichen didn't speak, but let the Loulan princess chuckle and said to him, "Let's go."

The swaying streamers brushed over the corner of his clothes.

Isabel looked at the people who left, this scene was finally over, and it would be useless to stay any longer.

"In that case, excuse me." Isabel stood up and left with Brunhilde.

Hong Lianyin walked down the steps, and then suddenly threw Lie Jiaomi, who was shaking into a ball, towards the main hall, "I will take your life one day, you must remember."

She curled her lips slightly.

The blood-stained boy in black stands in the center of the great king's palace. Behind him are the confronting thousands of troops, the dead soldiers of the Huangxuan family, the departed Si Xuerou and Si Tianming, the princess Loulan in the dusty yellow sand, That's all for Queen Vanir and her knights.

All of them are behind him, nine heavy iron gates, and the desert sun like wild sand.Everything passed him by, and then left.

He was the only one left standing in the royal palace of Wusun Kingdom with his back to everything.

He raised his head and looked at Vehipel on the first seat.

He is as high as a god, and his eyes are as cold as the ice and snow on the snowy mountains of the northern region that have not melted for thousands of years.

The banquet of the kings finally broke up, and the crows shared the leftovers.