While Changsun Yi was filled with grief, he was also very aggrieved, just as aggrieved when Huang Yingying told him that he was poisoned in the elixir.

Why isn't anyone telling him what he does when he is holding back his body, but when he does nothing, he is locked up with pots of hot shit after pot?

But what can he do? He is speechless for unknown circumstances.

The blow of being deposed has exhausted him, and the sudden accusation has caught him off guard.

For a moment, he lost his father and grandmother, and he was at a loss and fell into deep sadness.

He had lost the ability to resist, but just held the sword tightly, without saying a word, like a bullied dog.

"Nonsense! How could my elder brother do such a crazy thing? He has been by my side recently and has no chance to plan!" Changsun Ce tried his best to defend Changsun Yi.

He remembered the kindness that had just blocked the sword.

But his face turned red at this time, and the veins on his forehead were exposed. He was not angry, but wanted to cry.

He was even sadder than Changsun Yi, because the empress dowager has always favored him more, and was as doting as the folk grandmother treated her grandson.

The third prince covered his chest/mouth and panted, as if he could not change his breath, but he was too young and had not experienced too many storms. When he heard the news of Yuan Concubine assassinating the Queen Mother, his eyes suddenly lit up.

Echoing it!

Echoing it!

Yuan Concubine assassinated the Empress Dowager and Cheng'en Duke forced the palace. Even if the plan failed, the Yuan family and King Shen would be scapegoats!

However, he has been dormant for many years and has learned to wait for opportunities. When he is not sure enough, he tries to restrain himself and dare not take the risk to express too much.

In front of the "sexy" Lu Mingyong, just a look was enough to make Lu Mingyong notice the truth - it seems that today's forced palace was the third child, and the Chengen Duke of the Yuan family should be a scapegoat!

However, this third brother was really calm. In this situation, the fox's tail had not been exposed, making people unable to catch any handle.

Things are quite difficult to fix.

Lu Mingyong knew that if he dragged on, he might not be able to lead these poisonous snakes out of the hole. He was afraid that he would change a lot, so he gently patted Changsun Ce on the shoulder.

"Take good care of the Third Highness."

These two people have unknowingly developed an unknown tacit understanding.

Changsun Ce thought of the sword that the third brother stabbed at him "accidentally" just now and the eldest brother's expression of being unreasonable, he suddenly understood what Lu Mingyong meant and nodded slightly at him.

Lu Mingyong held the sword and opened the thick palace gate.

Outside, there were many soldiers and armor, holding sharp blades in his hand to prepare for him, but he still had no fear on his face.

"Mr. Cheng Ben, you and I are not the first day of the same dynasty as the same dynasty. Don't you know what kind of person I am?" Lu Mingyong sneered with his sword. In front of thousands of troops, he looked calm, had the style of a general, and had the courage to be a guard and ten thousand men.

Cheng'en Duke couldn't help but feel frightened when facing Lu Mingyong, who was covered in blood and was like a lion hunting.

He pretended to be calm and pointed at Lu Mingyong and said harsh words: "The yellow-haired boy dares to be so arrogant in front of me. I want to replace your early parents and teach you a lesson for this ignorant man!"

Lu Mingyong suddenly laughed. His smile was so creepy that it suddenly bloomed under the dim light of the palace lanterns, like a gorgeous flower of hell.

"My dear, don't blame me as a junior, for not knowing how to respect the elderly and love the young."

As soon as he finished speaking, he swept out like a cheetah. When everyone saw his figure clearly, Cheng'en Duke's neck was strangled by his left hand.

His eyes were filled with ruthlessness, like a violent beast, showing a dangerous aura to his prey. Just a look and a smile, he had already scared the enemy in front of him.

"Qilin Guard, Jinwu Guard, obey my orders! Besiege these traitors!" With a loud shout, light suddenly appeared around him, and countless guards in black and brocade clothes appeared from the dark.

At the corners of each alley, a team of Jinwu Guards also rushed out.

They rushed out from all directions, and the Qilin Guard was as weird as a ghost in the dim light shadow. He raised his sword and fell to the Imperial Guards in armor, and blood splattered everywhere. The Jinwu Guards fought in a decent fight, but they would not be ruthless at all when they killed people.

It turned out that this was a case by Lu Mingyong.

He pretended to lose, fought and retreated, and led the enemy to Zichen Palace.

One is to divert the target to protect the safety of the kings, and the other is to ask you to get into the trap and lead the rebels into the encirclement, and at the same time, he wants to find out the identity of the commander behind the scenes.

The poor Royal Guard underestimated this man who could stand at the top of power in one year.

He underestimated this man who inherited the hero's father's courage and intelligence.

I underestimated this man who crawled out of the sea of ​​blood.

Underestimated his ruthlessness and scheming.

Underestimated his cold-blooded and tricks.

In the end, he became a fool who died by the sword.

"Who is Lu Mingyong? What about the Qilin Guard I brought out in person? Do you know now? Chengen Gong!" Lu Mingyong pinched Chengen Gong's neck and smiled contemptuously.

The Imperial Army was no match for the elite Qilin Guard and the Jinwu Guard, and soon fell into a disadvantage.

Bei Qianwei killed him and asked respectfully: "Sir, the enemy is no longer our opponent. If they surrender, will they kill or not?"

Lu Mingyong spoke up and said cold words: "Kill until they regret rebellion. I will not stop if I don't shout, don't stop."

He said such cruel words so lightly, and Cheng'en Duke, who was strangled to his throat, was scared and scared to death. He wished he could die on the spot, and not face the devil in front of him.

"Lu Mingyong! Do you want to slaughter them all?!"

Lu Mingyong cut off a man's neck with his backhand, blood splattered on his charming face, and the thin corners of his lips raised: "If you don't kill, should you save their lives and cause trouble again? Conspiracy has been to kill the nine clans since ancient times. If they don't die, their families will die. I am already very kind to them."

The Qilin Guard's eyes were red and he didn't know how to show mercy.

Jinwu Guard was stunned. They had never seen such fierce and cruel techniques.

The Imperial Guard was afraid, really scared.

Once I retreated, there were no people, and my combat power plummeted.

It was not until the person was almost killed that Lu Mingyong shouted "Stop".

The Qilin Guard enforced the orders and immediately stopped the killer and surrounded the Imperial Guard, who had been lucky enough to save his life.

The Jinwu Guard quickly returned to his post to guard the safety of each palace.

The blood dyed the brick and stone steps of white marble red, and dyed every inch of the ground red.

What is the difference between power field and Shura field?
Chapter completed!