Make the hero cool

Liu Fengyou looked at the dagger in his hand in bewilderment, the warm feeling spread from the palm of his hand to all parts of his body, he wanted to ask where Xuan Jin was going, but just as he took a step forward, someone covered him from behind mouth.

Shocked and frightened, he struggled violently.

"Your Majesty, don't panic, you are a slave!"

Afraid of scaring him, Qi Yue quickly let go of her hand.

Liu Fengyou panted slightly, the corners of his eyes were red, he relaxed when he saw that the person behind him was Qi Yue, and said softly, "Why are you here? What do you Xiangye think?"

There was no smile on Qi Yue's face, she shook her head, and just said: "This servant is ordered to protect His Majesty, and the rest... I don't know anything about it."

Liu Fengyou nodded hesitantly, and stretched his neck to look outside again, only to hear the shouts and killings outside, the flames lit up the entire Wenliang Palace, and the original buildings with carved beams and painted buildings became Shura battlefields in a blink of an eye.

While he was waiting anxiously, the small courtyard where they lived was suddenly knocked open from the outside.

Liu Fengyou looked back suddenly, and happened to meet Ban Nuyue's angry eyes.

He couldn't help taking a step back, and then he remembered that today is the wedding day of Bannuyue and Xuanjin.

But now, the groom is nowhere to be found, and the bride is also standing in front of Liu Fengyou holding a ferocious iron bone whip.

Liu Fengyou felt that Ban Nuyue was a little pitiful, he hesitated to speak, and finally lowered his head.

Today, Ban Nuyue is dressed as a Han woman, and the little flower tint on her forehead adds a touch of tenderness and sadness to her.

Although she looks extremely pitiful now, she still scares Liu Fengyou. You must know that Her Royal Highness has the highest force value in the male protagonist's harem in the original book.

"Where did he go?"

Ban Nuyue's voice was hoarse, with faint anger and pain.

"I do not know."

Liu Fengyou answered truthfully, but felt a little guilty.

"Where did he go!"

But Ban Nuyue was a little delirious, she roared, and large crystal teardrops slid down her cheeks, leaving a bright red at the corner of her mouth.

This time she didn't wait for Liu Fengyou's answer, but raised her head and waved the whip. The heavy iron bone whip was extremely light in her hand, and it attacked Liu Fengyou like a swimming dragon.

Liu Fengyou was startled, he quickly retreated, and Qi Yue stood up to protect him, so he barely escaped.

Qi Yue didn't expect that Ban Nuyue had exhausted all her strength. She swallowed the opponent's whip forcefully, and she also felt pain in the tiger's mouth, and her forearm started to go numb.

Seeing Qi Yue frowning, Liu Fengyou naturally guessed that it was not easy for her, and he couldn't bear to have a woman stand in front of him and charge forward, so he poked out half of his face again: "Princess, if you have anything to talk about, let's talk about it carefully." Let's discuss it."

Ban Nuyue raised her hand, and the iron-bone whip deftly rolled up, flying the golden knife in Qi Yue's hand. She shouted hysterically: "You Han people are all liars! You are all liars!"

Qi Yue shook her arms, subconsciously protected Liu Fengyou who was behind her, and looked at Ban Nuyue vigilantly.

At the moment of crisis, Xuan Jin led a small group of people and walked in through the stone gate behind Ban Nuyue. He was still wearing the red wedding dress, but the hem of the clothes was stained with dark red blood at some point.

He held the sword in his hand, and asked Jinacuo, Lu Yanqing, Qi Rong and others behind him.

When Ban Nuyue heard the noise, she turned her head suddenly. When she saw Xuan Jin, there was still a little smile on her face. However, these smiles disappeared immediately when she saw what Xuan Jin was holding in his hand.

She widened her eyes in horror, and her eyes were stained with a dash of mad sadness. Tears rushed out from the corners of her eyes, slid down her well-shaped jaw, and finally fell into the ruined mud of Wenliang Imperial City. .

Liu Fengyou followed her gaze, and couldn't help shivering. He was afraid that he would cry out, so he covered his mouth fiercely.

What Xuan Jin held in his hand was Daqin's head!

This scene was too bloody, and even Qi Yue, who had been by Xuan Jin's side and was familiar with Master Xiang, couldn't help turning his head away.

Xuan Jin smiled slightly, and when he raised his hand, the bloody human head rolled to Ban Nuyue's feet.

At this time, even the toughest woman in the world couldn't restrain her scream when she saw her own brother's head rolling to her feet.

Ban Nuyue screamed like crazy, she fell to the ground, let her gorgeous wedding dress be stained with mud, she cried and held up her brother's head, her hair was disheveled, her face was horrific, there was no princess of another country look.

"Master Xiang, this..."

He asked Jinacuo whether he had a blood relationship with Bannuyue. Seeing that the former proud princess was in such a mess, he inevitably felt pity and took a step forward to intercede for her.

Xuan Jin knew what he was going to say, and said first: "It's okay, Her Royal Highness is just an ignorant little girl, the new king just takes her back and disciplines her well."

Wen Jinacuo relied on the big tree of Xuanjin, so he naturally obeyed him, and quickly nodded in agreement.

Ban Nuyue naturally heard the conversation between the two, she raised her head suddenly, with tears still on her cheeks, she grinned.

She stood up unsteadily, hugged her brother's head tightly in her arms, and let the blood stain her clothes. Her teary eyes gleamed, she looked at Xuan Jin, and said word by word: "Xuan Jin, you Why, why are you doing this?"

Xuan Jin lowered his head slowly and did not answer.

Liu Fengyou stood behind Ban Nuyue, although he couldn't see her expression clearly, he felt extremely compassionate in his heart.

Ban Nuyue staggered forward, and finally stood still in front of Xuan Jin. She raised her head and looked straight into Xuan Jin's eyes: "Why? Why is it that I am all for you, but you conspired with the thief to kill my brother? My country! Why!"

Xuan Jin looked at her calmly, and was finally willing to speak: "This is a battlefield, either you die or I live, I really don't want to die."

Ban Nuyue wrenched a mouthful of blood from her throat, closed her eyes, and wiped off the dirt on her face: "You kill me."

Xuan Jin skillfully took a step back, bypassed Bannuyue, and went straight to Liu Fengyou: "I don't have the right to decide the life and death of the princess, let the new king handle it."

Wen Jinacuo was extremely discerning. Hearing what Xuan Jin said, he knew that Ban Nuyue had annoyed the Prime Minister, so he quickly asked someone to take Ban Nuyue down.

Seeing Xuan Jin walking in front of him, Liu Fengyou came back to his senses as if startled, he stared at Xuan Jin in a daze, pursed his lips, but didn't say anything after all.

Seeing the little emperor's displeasure, Xuan Jin felt a little uncertain, let alone Daqin in the past, even Ban Nuyue would have killed him.