Sparrow dream dance

"I am going to kill you!"

In the Weiyang Hall, there were dozens of court officials and hundreds of guards with blades, but at this moment, they were all overwhelmed by this hoarse roar.

Everyone held their breath and stared intently, their eyes widened, and they didn't dare to breathe, there was a deadly silence.

No one would have imagined that not only did that person not die, but he would appear in the court again, alone, with a single blade in his hand, yet he dared to yell such rebellious words at the current holy majesty.

Although the guards had surrounded her, none of them dared to take a step forward, and they all looked up at the Ninth Five Lord in fear.

I saw Murong Xuan standing motionless, as if he didn't hear, his eyes were fixed on Huo Sheng's dying face with a smile.

He slowly raised the hand that he had killed her with his own, and suddenly felt that everything was too absurd.

She actually wants to kill herself, or is she going to kill herself for that person? !

He thought how gentle he was to her, but he didn't even look at him until she died.

He opened his mouth a few times, but didn't utter a word, and the ministers felt the fear in their hearts deepened.

After a long time, he finally withdrew his gaze and turned to look at Leng Lange beside him.He saw that although she tried her best to sit upright, her eyes were full of fear, helplessness, and pain. . .And a trace of imperceptible sadness and tenderness.

It's just that the eyes don't fall on himself, but on the girl. . .

He followed her gaze and finally saw the person clearly.

"Why?" he finally said.

Leng Lange's hands hidden in her sleeves suddenly trembled, she slowly raised her eyes, and was facing Murong Xuan's dark eyes with a hint of trance.

She clenched her hands tightly and pressed her soft lips together, but said nothing.

Seeing that she was silent, Murong Yan glanced at Murong Yan again, the coldness in his eyes slowly gathering, he growled at Leng Lange,

"why?!"

He didn't understand why she was still alive?Why is she the only one in the eyes of the women he cherishes?

Immediately, a deep echo of "why, why" sounded in the originally silent hall, trembling in everyone's heart.

The guards retreated to both sides one after another, Murong Xuan stepped down from his seat step by step, slowly approaching Murong Yan with eyes that wished to eat his flesh, "You want to kill me?"

Seeing that Murong Xuan was getting closer and closer to Murong Yan, Leng You finally stepped forward to stop him, "Your Majesty, this person is extremely dangerous, you have to be careful..."

Before he finished speaking, Murong Xuan pushed Leng You away, and with a 'chuss' sound, he pulled out the sword from his waist, and walked a few steps in front of Murong Yan.He looked at her and humiliated her with mocking coldness, "Huh, it's up to you? A mere sissy who only knows how to rely on my woman for survival?"

Murong Yan clenched the knife in her hands a few times, her pale and pale face was distorted due to extreme anger.

"Ah, by the way, I almost forgot to tell you." He suddenly remembered something, with a happy smile on his lips, "Your Miss Su..."

"What did you do to her!"

Murong Yan took a step forward, immediately full of hostility.

Seeing her move, the guards stepped forward one after another to protect Murong Xuan, staring intently at the knife in Murong Yan's hand.

Murong Xuan first looked back at Leng Lange who stood up in shock, then shook his head at Murong Yan, and sneered hoarsely, "You really care about your new love, eh? It's a pity..."

"You killed her?" The tip of the knife trembled uncontrollably.

"Don't worry, I can't bear to kill such a beautiful little beauty, besides, she should have entered the palace to serve me, shouldn't she?"

The smile on Murong Xuan's lips deepened, and he deliberately took a step forward, as if to let her hear more clearly, "I have to say, you have a good eye, and the women you like are particularly impressive..."

"I can't stop." He twitched his eyebrows, grinned with lewd eyes, and said every word, "But unfortunately, although I have no intention of taking her life, she is too stubborn. Since I took her, she has been on a hunger strike for several days. Now, whether he is still alive or not, but no one can say for sure."

Murong Yan's pupils shrank suddenly, and there was a throbbing pain in her eyes.

Suddenly, there was a cold light, and the sound of blood and flesh splattered the Weiyang Hall.

At the edge of the blade, she slashed at him head-on with an unstoppable killing intent.

All of a sudden, no one can get close to her even though one is against a hundred.

Leng Lange was terrified, she saw that although Murongyan was merciless in her moves, but Murongxuan's eyes always had a hint of contemptuous coldness, she just watched her fight with the guards with cold eyes.

Suddenly, he saw that Murongyan's moves were too fast, and there was a slight flaw in the successive moves, he snorted coldly, his figure suddenly jumped, and he raised his sword in the air to strike down.Murongyan's eyes were red, and she received a sword forcefully with her backhand, but her body was also scratched several times by the guards who waited for the opportunity.But Murong Xuan didn't give her a chance to breathe, jumped up again, body and sword merged into one, and stabbed at her again like lightning.

This sword was obviously done with all his strength, Murong Yan clenched her teeth and hurriedly blocked it.

With a crisp sound of "铛", the long knife in Murong Yan's hand has been folded in two.

She knelt on the ground on one knee, shocked by Murong Xuan's sword energy, her breathing became disordered, her energy and blood surged, and she couldn't help vomiting a mouthful of blood.

Holding the sword, Murong Xuan slowly approached the injured Murong Yan with a murderous intent.

"Don't!" Leng Lange was afraid that Murong Xuan would take her life, so he staggered forward, "Please, don't!"

When Leng You saw her, she was shocked, and immediately clamped her arm, blocking her way.

Murong Xuan turned his eyes to look at Leng Lange, his eyes were filled with anger, unwillingness and pain.

He couldn't help but clenched the sword in his hand, pointed at Murong Yan condescendingly, glared at her and said with hatred, "I said earlier that you want to kill me because of you alone? It's a fool's dream, and you are looking for your own death!"

Murongyan propped herself up with the broken blade, wiped the blood stains from the corner of her lips with the back of her hand, and suddenly laughed dumbly.

"What are you laughing at?" Murong Xuan frowned and asked coldly.

"Who said I'm alone?" She raised her eyes, a strange light flashed in her red eyes.

Da Da Da Da!

There was a rush of hoofbeats from far to near, but in the inner palace, how could anyone dare to gallop a horse recklessly?

In the next moment, there was a loud bang of 'touch', and a blood-red war horse kicked into the palace door.

It was Murong Yan's peerless sweat-blooded horse, its front hooves were rolling, its nose was raised and its nose was raised and neighing.

The dark boy on the horse was only in his teens. He was holding a gun and carrying a gun on his back, but his face showed no trace of fear.

Murong Xuan's eyes shrank when he saw it, and without hesitation, he swung his sword heavily towards Murong Yan's neck.

And the young man on the horse shouted "Master", and threw the silver gun in his hand with all his strength.

In the blink of an eye, there was only a clear sound of "clang".

Murong Xuan held the hilt of the sword with both hands, gritted his teeth with a ferocious face.

But no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't move the blade forward an inch.The silver gun was lying between him and her, obviously only a few inches, he could really take her life.

But why is it not working. .Why is it not working?

Focusing on both hands, she let out a low shout, raised her gun, and Murong Xuan took a few steps back immediately.

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty!"

The guards rushed forward to protect him with their blades, and looked at the King Shura who stood up slowly with a gun in fear.

"Master, I... I'm not late, am I?" Yang Zhong got off his horse and ran to Murong Yan.

"Xiao Zhong."

"Yes, Master."

Murong Yan clenched the silver gun in her hand, her gaze coldly swept over everyone in front of her, making people shudder,

"Didn't you always want to see the great rivers and mountains of my Dayan?"

Yang Zhong was a little puzzled, but he still replied in a low voice, "Yes, Master."

I saw Murong Yan raised her lips slightly, saying word by word,

"Then you have to see it clearly, and see how the teacher can kill a world that is as beautiful as ashes!"

kill!

With a shake of the silver gun, Jiuxiaolong chants.

Watching Murongyan's gun-wielding back rushing towards the dark guards, Yang Zhong suddenly felt his nose sore, and tears blurred his vision.

In fact, he understands, his master originally. .I don't want this world.

He let out a loud roar, and finally followed Murong Yan with a gun, and entered the siege.

Murong Xuan was furious, and shouted angrily, "Kill them! Kill them without mercy!"

What are you kidding? !How can a mere her and a child take away his world? !

"Bump bump!" There were several loud noises, and several black-armored guards fell into the hall from outside the hall door, groaning/struggling on the ground in pain.

All the gates of Weiyang Palace were knocked open at this time.

Murong Xuan raised his eyes and was startled, the outside of the hall was already full of fireworks and wailing.Bloody swords rushed into the hall, but none of them were the soldiers guarding him.

It was the Four Heroes of Yanshan who moved the personal soldiers of King Xiang, and the army of Loulan Kingdom.

At that moment, he suddenly woke up.

From the false appearance of her immoral fiefdom at the beginning, to arranging Huo Sheng and others to enter the palace, to framing and framing Shen's family and Princess Loulan's initiative to marry each other, she has already calculated every step of the way. .

But I didn't know it, and I thought I could crush her to death at will with just one word.

Exactly when did it start. . .Are you the real loner?

"Your Majesty, let's go!"

"Your Majesty! If you don't leave, it will be too late!"

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty..."

There were people around him protecting him, desperately trying to fight his way out, while Murong Xuan stared blankly at the guards falling down in front of him, he felt his hands and feet were weak, and his mind was buzzing.

The world seems to be upside down, everything is so unreal.

Leng You grabbed Leng Lange's hand and followed Murong Xuan closely.

He turned his head and saw Murong Yan who was covered in blood chasing after him with a gun. He gritted his teeth and pushed Leng Lange towards a trusted aide, "Take Your Majesty and Queen away!"

He spread his hands to block Murong Yan's way.

"Get out of the way!" Murong Yan shouted with red eyes.

"Don't even think about it! Traitor! As long as this old man is alive, you can't help killing the king..."

Before he finished speaking, he felt a gust of wind gust across his face, and he was knocked unconscious on the ground the next moment.

Golden Palace.

Here we bid farewell to swords and swords for the time being, and can only feel the solemnity and greatness of imperial power.

He held a sword in one hand and tightly held her trembling hand in the other, stepped up the jade steps step by step, and sat on the dragon chair with nine golden dragons engraved together.

The crown on his head had fallen, and his hair was loose, looking down quietly, only a few guards were panting and guarding the closed palace door with their knives.

But in an instant, he saw all the civil and military officials kneeling respectfully, and shouted "Long live, long live, long live" to himself!

He finally laughed maniacally, and sang to Leng Lan, "Ge'er, look, this world is still mine!"

He held her hand tightly, wishing to rub it into his bones, his eyes were full of frenzied light,

"And you are still mine!"

Leng Lange's tears were misty, and her heart was already full of scars. She choked up and said, "Your Majesty, everything is over."

"No! It's not over!"

Murong Xuan stood up, clenched his sword tightly, his eyes were red, and he said angrily, "I'm not defeated!"

As soon as the voice fell, there was only a "squeak", and the heavy palace door was slowly pushed open.

Every time the man took a step forward, the guard with the blade took a step back.

She raised her eyes and looked at the two sitting on the dragon chair without saying a word.

It was Murong Xuan's wild laughter that broke the dead silence, and the laughter collided everywhere in the empty golden palace.

After laughing for a long time, he suddenly raised his sword and pointed at Murongyan, muttering, "I didn't expect...you still won..."

Murong Yan's eyes fell on their intertwined hands, and after a long silence, she said, "Fourth brother, you said that between you and me, there is only one person to live."

Leng Lange stared at Murongyan who was dressed in black, there was red in the black, she knew it was blood.

The white-clothed boy in the memory eventually went further and further away, never coming back again.

"His Royal Highness, you can't... you can't..." She trembled in pain.

How much she didn't want her to become a traitor, a sinner who was reviled through the ages, but she also understood that there was no room for redemption between him and her.

"Why not."

Murong Yan's eyes dimmed, she stared at her and said coldly, "His surname is also Murong, he should understand."

Murong Xuan looked up to the sky and laughed dumbly several times, and two lines of tears came out of the laughter, "I naturally understand...Of course I understand..."

"but.."

Suddenly his eyes were confused, he yanked Leng Lange away, raised his sword, and slashed at her with the despair of destroying everything,

"But if I can't get it, you can't get it either!"

Leng Lange closed her eyes, and a smile could not help but float on her lips.

If it can really end here, maybe for myself. .Not bad luck.

'tick, tick'

Viscous blood fell to the ground.

She was pushed to the ground, opened her eyes quickly, and the cold sword tip was just a few feet away, and the bright red blood snaked down the sword, but it was not her own.

Murong Yan was between them, Murong Xuan's sword pierced her shoulder, but she didn't say a word.

Murong Xuan's eyes widened in disbelief, but he couldn't speak from his throat. He shook his body several times, and finally fell down, paralyzed on the dragon chair.

Large swathes of blood spread along the silver gun that penetrated his body, staining the bright yellow that only belonged to the royal family.

His pupils gradually faded, but he refused to close his eyes, staring straight ahead——

Staring at Leng Lange who was kneeling on the ground, trembling.

Murong Yan pulled out the sword on her shoulder by herself, and the blood dripped all over the skirt of her clothes, but she didn't stop the bleeding, she just stared blankly at her bloody palm.

Leng Lange stared at Murong Xuan on the dragon chair without blinking, but couldn't say a word.

he died. .And she. .He eventually became a traitor and a traitor.

When Yang Dayou and others rushed into the Golden Luan Hall, everyone stopped and did not dare to take a step forward.

Yan Jing Emperor Murong Xuan's body was prostrate at the foot of the dragon chair, while Dayan Empress Leng Lange knelt beside her, her eyes glazed over.

And the one sitting on the dragon chair was the King Xiang Murongyan who was crying and laughing dumbly.

I don't know who was the first to kneel down, then there was a second, and a third. . .

Everyone below the steps respectfully shouted at her,

"Long live my emperor! Long live!"

"Long live my emperor! Long live!"

"Long live my emperor! Long live!"

Outside the hall, the first snow of the year fell from the sky, as if to cover up all crimes and killings.

Leng Lange suddenly felt, really, very cold.

The long disheveled hair covered all her expressions, and she felt as if she was laughing too, and it was very loud, something should have spilled out of her eyes, but she couldn't cry, a cool liquid flowed into her eyes. The heart was frozen, and the whole heart was slowly frozen.

In the winter of the third year of Shunzhen, King Xiang Murong Yanduo was located in Weiyang Hall, and Emperor Yanjing Murong Xuan died, which was known as "The Change of Weiyang" in history.

In the same year, Murong Yan, king of Xiang, ascended the throne, changed his reign name to Chongning, and called him Emperor Yanling.

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"Where is she?!"

"In...in Yuehua Palace." No one dared to disobey her.

She stumbled and knocked open the palace door, and tremblingly lifted the heavy curtains.

A woman was lying on the bed, with her back facing her, wearing very thin clothes, curled up like a skinny kitten.

Murong Yan only felt that her throat was blocked by a huge boulder of tens of thousands of catties, she finally knelt down in front of the bed, stretched out her arms and hugged her tightly, weeping uncontrollably.

She froze suddenly, her weak and hoarse voice trembled, "Yes... who?"

"It's me... I'm here, I'll never leave you again..."

She pulled her body as light as a feather, but her voice stopped abruptly.

Why. .is her? !

A sparkle flashed in her eyes, she stared at Murong Yan for a while, and finally threw herself into her arms, crying loudly,

"Big brother.."

But Murongyan didn't move, her mind was full of noises.

So. .Where's Tiny?Where's Tiny?