Fortunately for Feng Yanghou

He doesn't want to fight again, but he can't walk around in this chaos clearly.

If he had guessed correctly, the black-capped woman had been away from Sanmiao for many years and was imprisoned by the Heavenly Dao Pagoda built by the former king of Zhou Rao, and the blood-refining viper was also a repressive sacred object that existed at that time.

To her, members of Zhou Rao's royal family are enemies with bloody feuds.Since the woman in the black tent said that she would "severely punish" King Zhou Hui, it would be a killing that hurt people's lives.

It can be seen that there are murderous intentions hidden everywhere in the palace.

He walked across the bridge and turned around to look back. The bridge had nine twists and turns.

"Eunuch Zhang, is the King here?" He arrived at the Mingguang Hall, and was meeting the flustered inner guard.

"Master Hou, today, you don't have to serve the king." Eunuch Zhang stopped him, "Your Majesty is not seeing anyone now."

Eunuch Zhang's expression seemed cryptic.

He thought that Qi Xin, who had always been indulgent and unrestrained, was calling for a concubine or a servant.

"Eunuch Zhang, this is not the first time this Marquis has bumped into her. I also ask Eunuch Zhang to pass the news on my behalf in front of the hall." He let go of Eunuch Zhang's hand and was about to move forward.

He hadn't stepped onto Dan Bi, at this moment, dozens of eunuchs and maidservants poured out from the palace door that was knocked open by force.

Those people were all terrified, fleeing desperately.

Soon, a palace official lay down on the ground covered in blood.

Looking from a distance, he happened to meet the eyes of the palace servant who died in a miserable state.

The imperial guards from the outer palace heard the news and came, one by one in armor, guarding the Mingguang Hall with cold eyes, and surrounded it.And those eunuchs and maidservants who had escaped were all shot to death by random arrows.

"Eunuch Zhang, is this a purging of the palace?" He narrowed his eyes slightly, as if surprised, but also felt palpitations.

The sky was still cloudy in the morning, but it had just cleared up, but was frightened away by the blood everywhere.

At this moment, he only felt the unimaginable biting cold, as if his hands were soaked in icy water, and the frost was like frost.

Regardless of Eunuch Zhang's repeated advice, he stepped over the lying corpse on the ground and went into the palace gate.

The further you go in, the stronger the smell of blood in your breath.

A ray of white light reflected the open hall like a ghost.

In the shadows, a ferocious figure stood with his back facing him. Blood dripped down the edge of the sword, tick tock, and merged with the blood splashed from his clothes, spreading a bright red blood stain on the ground.

Seeing this, he widened his eyes in astonishment. Looking at the light outside the window, he suddenly saw that it was not someone else who turned around, but Qi Xin.

Qi Xin holds a long sword in his hand, and is intent on killing.

Impeccable facial features, impeccable demeanor of a king, fierce eyebrows, the whole figure seems to have come out of blood.

He immediately focused his attention, nodded solemnly, and glanced over the faces of every eunuch and maidservant who had died in vain on the ground, and immediately remembered the expression that the black-cloaked woman had that could not be ignored when she turned to leave.

"It's her..." He approached slowly, at this moment, Qi Xin's eyes only reflected a swaying figure.

Qi Xin's eyes were flushed, and he looked crazy.

He wanted to turn around and call someone to subdue him, but unexpectedly the door of the palace that was originally open was closed tightly, and outside the palace, there were guards surrounded heavily.

Eunuch Zhang wiped away the sweat dripping from the corners of his forehead, and shouted in a soft voice: "Master Hou, since you insist on meddling in this matter, then you may wish for good fortune."

At this critical moment of life and death, no one will take the risk to come to help.

Eunuch Zhang leaned against the window lattice again, and told him a secret that everyone in the palace kept secret: whenever a viper cannibalized people, King Zhou Hui would become bloodthirsty.

In the past, when the blood-refining viper was in the Tiandao Pagoda, there were suppressing monsters to check and balance each other, so Qi Xin's demonic thoughts would not burst out.But now... the black-cloaked woman has left, and the blood-refining viper has an auspicious time to eat people.

Today, the eunuchs and maidservants serving in the Mingguang Palace are all offering sacrifices to the souls of the dead under the sword.

Even if they escaped Qi Xin's sword, they still couldn't escape the fate of being silenced.

Everything turned out to be so simple, yet so cruel.

He watched Mr. Zhang close the last window, and after that, his eyes were dark.

It was dark, as if in a claustrophobia—Qi Xin, who was only a few feet away, moved in an instant, and his eyes were dazzled by the sword light.

"Qi Xin, stop!" When he was facing life and death, it was Qi Xin who called out instead of King Zhou Hui.

The cold snow blade slid past against his neck.

He tried to wake up Qi Xin's sanity.However, the current Qi Xin is red-eyed and utterly irrational.

He couldn't help but want to pinch Hengchen tightly at his waist, but he found that he got up in a hurry this morning, and Hengchen was not at his waist.

He was unarmed, and wanted to fight in close quarters, but he was no match for Qi Xin's internal strength.

He dodged Qi Xin's moves, but the next moment, his body stiffened.

"Don't move. If you move again, Gu will kill you."

Qi Xin yelled maniacally, and suddenly stretched out his hand to strangle him by the neck. In an instant, his face turned pale.

Qi Xin's hands were strong, and when the suffocating feeling filled his whole body, it caused a bone-piercing shudder.

A sense of powerlessness.

He lowered his eyes and let go of his struggling hand.

At that time, the person Qi Xin was staring at had a beautiful face and pale lips. He was obviously unwilling to die, but he was calm and detached.

At this moment, Qi Xin looked into his eyes, and his whole body seemed to be hit by a bolt of lightning, suddenly severely injured.

"Aiqing..."

He let go abruptly.And he was like a light feather, when it landed, there was very little anger.

He propped himself on the ground and coughed a few times, bloody air rushed into his stinging throat immediately.

His mind was buzzing, and he heard only one sentence in a daze, he called him Aiqing.

Could it be that Qi Xin regained his sanity?or...

Before he had time to think, Qi Xin in front of him strode forward and hugged him tightly.

"Qi..." His fingers gripping the ground trembled slightly, and as soon as the broken and hoarse shout escaped from his throat, his mouth was covered by a pair of cold lips.

He was caught off guard.

A handsome face close at hand.

The person who kissed him deeply was full of tenderness.

Who did Qi Xin take him for...

He knew that Qi Xin was not fully awake yet.

He couldn't break free from the shackles of the person in front of him, so he had to bite Qi Xin's soft tongue hard.

Pain and blood, either awaken or irritate.

And Qi Xin, who was forcibly pushed away, used his fingers to wipe away the faint blood oozing from the corner of his mouth, with anger in his eyes.

It seems that his counterattack did not get what he wanted.

Qi Xin's madness has obviously worsened.

The long sword in the hands of the person in front of him exuded a strong cold aura.

Qi Xin's move was too fast, he couldn't dodge it, and the wounds on his arm became more and more.

Murderous.

He curled up his legs in embarrassment, and fell to the ground, his robe was stained with gurgling blood, which was hard to resist.

The sword light was approaching his chest inch by inch.

He suddenly realized that he really seemed to be doomed.

Go back and come back——if that's the case, it doesn't matter if you die.

He closed his eyes, waiting for the moment when the sword ended.

Tick ​​tick tick... It was the sound of blood falling to the ground.

The moment he fell down, he saw Canglizi in a blue shirt.

In the palm of Cang Lizi holding Bai Ren with his bare hands, warm drops of blood splashed on the side of his face.

"Canglizi..." He hummed and raised his head, a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, wrapped in a biting cold air, fell on the tip of Qi Xin's heart.

Seeing this, Cang Lizi let the blood flow straight, just staring at the two people in the hall. At this moment, King Zhou Hui fell to the ground in a daze.

In the inner room of Mingguang Hall, behind the black ocher and mother-of-pearl inlaid landscape screen, the tall and straight figure has never moved a bit.

The owner of the back was against the light, and his slender fingers were wiping the blood stains on the long sword.

"Your Majesty—" Eunuch Zhang, who was prostrate on the ground, raised the brocade box above his head, and the pill lying in the brocade box was as white as snow.

"Sent by Cang Lizi?"

Qi Xin put down the sword in his hand, turned around, picked up the elixir that had been tempered several times and refined for a long time, raised his head, the elixir flowed down his throat, and his whole body seemed to be simmering slowly.

I never thought that I was in a high position and in charge of the royal power, but I was plotted against by my dear father and king, and I relied on the past life pill to suppress it every month.

"Everyone who knows is silenced?"

Eunuch Zhang's heart choked, besides Canglizi and Fengyanghou...

Eunuch Zhang didn't dare to say much, but King Zhou Hui, who was behind the screen, just squinted his eyes with a stern look.

Sooner or later, the news of Gong Wei's bloodthirsty will reach the ears of those old and pedantic people in the court.Although his royal power is unshakable, he has to guard against someone making a big fuss about it.

He, Qi Xin, would never give a jumping clown a chance to make his debut.

After all, after Qi Xin took the lead with one hand, he didn't have his usual surly and arrogance at all, instead he put on a face of worrying about the world.

As a monarch, Qi Xin has his own strategy in mind.

Qi Xin looked around from the incense case, "How is Feng Yanghou's injury?" In his vague memory at that time, Qi Xin still remembered that he had woken up because of him.

He seems to have kissed him...

Thinking of this, Qi Xin recalled the tingling pain on the tip of his tongue, the feeling of a needle hidden in the cotton.

If Cang Lizi hadn't stopped the sharp sword in his hand in time, perhaps, the person at his heart was his ghost under the sword.