Dressed as a villain, I was coveted by the male protagonist

Seeing this, the private soldier clenched the long sword in his hand and joined the battle. Su Yuheng swung his sword and beheaded several forbidden soldiers who rushed up. When he turned around, he saw a sharp sword with a cold light coming towards him. He backed up a few times. Take a step, pick up the blade with your backhand to block it.

Seeing that the attack was blocked, Xu Rongxuan raised his leg and kicked Su Yuheng fiercely in the chest. Su Yuheng groaned, staggered back, and directly hit the jade steps behind him. He covered his chest and coughed a few times. Drops fell on the jade steps, blooming blood-colored flowers.

Xu Rongxuan saw the right timing, with his toes on the jade steps, he soared into the air, and the long sword in his hand was like a swimming dragon, turning into a silver sword shadow, stabbing towards Su Yuheng. Su Yuheng endured the pain in his chest, and quickly turned over and rolled to the side, Xu Rongxuan seemed to have expected it long ago, raised his legs and swept across, and roared out.

Su Yuheng clenched his teeth, put the blade across his chest, barely blocked the fierce blow, his hand was paralyzed by the shock of the sword, although he used the blade to block most of the force of the kick, but it was still unavoidable. Being impacted by the remaining force, he immediately flew backwards, and his back hit the railing of the jade steps heavily.

Blood spewed out of Su Yuheng's mouth again, and the intense pain in his chest made him feel as if his internal organs had been shifted. His eyes were red, and he watched the private soldiers in the audience fall one after another. He might not last long Now, he has to think of a way, and he must not be caught by them in such a mess.

Su Yuheng's eyes were heavy, as if he suddenly thought of something, he slowly raised his head, swung his right arm, and slashed at Xu Rongxuan with the long sword in his hand, fast and ruthless.

Su Yuheng, who was still lying on the ground, suddenly launched an offensive. Xu Rongxuan was undefended for a while, seeing that the long sword was about to stab his chest, in desperation, he turned over and jumped to the side, dodging the long sword .

After Xu Rongxuan stabilized his figure, he looked back and saw that Su Yuheng didn't entangle him too much, but jumped onto the high platform and pointed at Su Yanyuan with his sword.

A glint of darkness flashed in Su Yuheng's deep eyes, and he shook out a dart from his narrow sleeve. I want you to die without a place to die!"

"Your Highness!"

Jiang He, who was fighting in the audience, had been paying attention to the situation of Su Yanyuan on the high platform. When he saw Su Yuheng's hands hanging down slightly, he immediately understood his next intention. Ling Kong rushed towards Su Yanyuan.

Su Yanyuan only heard a slight "clank" in the air, and before he could realize what it was, he was hugged by Jiang He and fell down, and the two rolled on the ground.

Jiang He got up quickly, stretched out his hands to support Su Yanyuan's shoulders, looked up and down whether Su Yanyuan was injured with a pale face, and asked anxiously: "Your Highness, where is the injury?"

"I'm fine." Su Yanyuan shook his head, patted Jiang He's hand on his shoulder, and signaled him to let go first.

Seeing that Su Yanyuan was not hurt, Jiang He relaxed his tense strings, and he slowly let go of his hand. The intense pain in his shoulder made him groan uncontrollably.

"Jiang He, are you..."

Before Su Yanyuan could ask the question, his face changed drastically. He saw Su Yuheng swiping his long sword, killing several imperial soldiers who came forward to arrest him, and then quickly came to Emperor Jingwen's side, holding the long sword on the ground. On Emperor Jingwen's neck, a bloodstain was lightly drawn.

Blood flowed down the blade and fell to the ground. The imperial guards looked at each other and dared not go forward, for fear of angering Su Yuheng and hurting Emperor Jingwen.

Su Yuheng's fierce eyes flicked across the imperial guards, and he sneered: "Come on! Aren't you coming to kill me? Let's see if I die first? Or your Majesty dies first?"

Emperor Jing Wen's expression was indifferent, and he didn't say a word. Facing the cold long sword on his neck, he didn't show the slightest fear.

Su Yanyuan rushed over quickly, saw the determination flashing in Emperor Jingwen's eyes, and immediately sensed that Emperor Jingwen wanted to die alone, and shouted anxiously: "Father, don't! Think about Aning, you have fallen for Mengyou Unconscious, Ah Ning spent a lot of effort to rescue you, father, don't leave us."

Emperor Jingwen's eyes flickered slightly, and he murmured: "A-Ning..."

Su Yuheng immediately came to his senses, and lowered his head to Emperor Jingwen, gnashing his teeth and said, "Isn't it, father, after all, Su Jingning has spent so much effort to save you from the dead gate, you should take good care of your Fate!"

Su Yanyuan stared closely at the long sword in Su Yuheng's hand, clenched his hands tightly, and the veins on his wrists bulged: "What do you want to do to let father go?"

There was a sneer in the corner of Su Yuheng's mouth, his narrow and long eyes were full of gloom, and a cold voice came out of his mouth: "It's not easy, if you let me go, I will naturally let my father go, after all, I am also my father's son , how could I be willing to hurt my father?"

Su Yanyuan snorted coldly: "These words sound really ironic. If you poisoned and murdered your father, held your father hostage with your sword, you are also worthy to be your father's son?"

Su Yuheng didn't refute, and said with a chuckle, "Yes, I'm not worthy to be the son of the emperor, so you, the good son of the emperor, should let me go too? What if I accidentally shake my hand It's not good if the father is injured, right?"

Su Yuheng slowly pulled the long sword, and the bloodstain on Emperor Jingwen's neck was slowly drawn long, the bloodstain was gurgling with blood, and the silver sword was soon stained red with blood.

"Stop! I'll let you go, don't hurt your father." Su Yanyuan waved his hand, and the forbidden army that had surrounded Su Yuheng slowly dispersed to both sides.

Su Yuheng grabbed Emperor Jingwen's arm with one hand and the long sword around Emperor Jingwen's neck with the other, looked around vigilantly, and slowly walked down the jade steps.

Even though Su Yanyuan had let go of his mouth, Su Yuheng still felt panic in his heart. The corners of his lips were tightly pursed, and his hands were tightly clenched on Emperor Jing Wen's arm, as if he had grasped the only life-saving straw. As long as his father was still in his arms In his hands, Su Yanyuan dared not make mistakes.

Su Yuheng held Emperor Jing Wen all the way to the gate of the palace. Su Yanyuan followed them closely with the forbidden army. Seeing them approaching the outside of the palace and seeing that Su Yuheng had no intention of releasing them, Su Yanyuan frowned and asked in a cold voice: "When did you let the emperor go?"

Su Yuheng replied unhurriedly: "When I get to a safe place, I will naturally release my father. Now, you prepare a horse for me. When I get on the horse and run out of the city, I will find a place to release my father." The emperor let go."

"Why should I trust you? If you break your promise, how can you guarantee that the emperor will be released safely by you?" Su Yanyuan's eyes were heavy, and he put his hand behind his back seemingly inadvertently.

Su Yuheng was a little impatient when he was questioned. He knew very well that the longer the time was dragged on, the more accidents would happen, and he had to leave here quickly. His hand holding the sword tightened slightly, and the dry blood on Emperor Jingwen's neck was wiped out again. Covered with new blood.

"Do you think you have the qualifications to negotiate with me? Now my father's life is in my hands. If you still want my father to live, bring the horse here!"

Su Yanyuan waved his hand: "Stop! Someone, bring a horse over here."

After a while, the imperial army brought a horse to Su Yuheng's eyes. When Su Yuheng saw the horse, the tension in his heart couldn't help but relax a bit. He quickly held Emperor Jingwen close to the horse. Just as he pulled the rein and got on the horse, A sleeve arrow glowing with cold light shot into Su Yuheng's sword-holding hand with a "Zheng".

Su Yuheng let go of the long sword in his hand in pain, and Emperor Jing Wen took the opportunity to break free from Su Yuheng's imprisonment. Su Yuheng no longer cared about the escaping Emperor Jing Wen. He tightly held the wrist pierced by the sleeve arrow, and the bright red blood flowed His fingertips dripped to the ground, cold sweat broke out on his painful forehead, and a painful wail came out of his mouth.

Su Yuheng raised his head suddenly, and fixedly stared at Su Yanyuan with a pair of radiant eyes, his eyes were full of fierce anger and hatred, looking eerie and creepy: "Su-Yan-Yuan! How dare you design me!"

Su Yanyuan waved someone to take Emperor Jingwen back to the palace to heal his injuries. He slowly turned his eyes, and the eyes staring at Su Yuheng became extremely sharp. His eyes were like knives, with a threatening chill, and gradually revealed a feeling that he couldn't hide. murderous intent.

"Designed you? Just now on the high platform, didn't you also design me? Your goal from the beginning was the royal father. You pretended to fight me and let me relax the protection of the royal father. I took this opportunity to hold the royal father hostage. Treat him in the same way as a man, you have nowhere to escape, just capture him with your arms tied."

Su Yuheng's eyes were red, and he laughed loudly: "Catch me without a fight? Do you really think I won't have a second hand?" He slowly turned around and looked behind him, with a smile on his lips, "You are so slow in coming."

Su Yanyuan's eyes were fixed, and a sense of uneasiness arose in his heart. In order to avoid long nights and dreams, he drew out the bow and arrow of the forbidden army on the side, held the bow in his left hand, and drew out a sharp arrow in his right hand, aiming at Su Yuheng with breathless concentration.

A whistle pierced the sky, and hundreds of silver arrows shot towards the gate of the palace like rain. The forbidden army quickly picked up the shields in their hands, and built an iron wall layer by layer. The offensive of the arrow rain did not last long. After Arrow Rain's offensive stopped, the imperial guards vigilantly and slowly removed the shields from their hands.

The ground of the bluestone slab was covered with wreckage of sharp arrows, but at this time Su Yuheng had long since disappeared, leaving only a pool of bright red blood.

Su Yanyuan frowned, and his deep eyes turned around: "I didn't expect that Su Yuheng would leave a group of people outside the palace, and he escaped in the end."

Xu Ting's deep eyes glanced at the pool of bright red blood on the ground, and he said leisurely: "Don't worry, A Yuan, Su Yuheng is still wounded, he can't run very far, I have already sent someone to chase him."

"His Royal Highness!" Lin Fengnian walked quickly, bowed his hands and saluted, "Your Highness, Zuixianju has been captured, and everyone in the pavilion has been captured one by one."

Su Yanyuan nodded slightly: "Lord Lau Lin is here."

"His Royal Highness! It's not good!" The guard looked flustered, knelt down in front of Su Yanyuan, and said intermittently: "His Royal Highness King An...he..."