MTL - My Wife, Something is Wrong-Chapter 755 Your Majesty, you are dead!

  Chapter 755 Your Majesty, you are dead!

   "Chick!"

  The sharp blade cut the skin.

   Immediately, fresh flesh and tendons were cut open, and fell on the bones inside.

  Luo Qingzhou's speed is very slow.

  It seemed to be torturing him deliberately, and it seemed to be waiting for something.

  Nangong Yang's screams immediately resounded throughout the Yongyan Palace.

   Nangong Huoyue, who was standing at the door, finally woke up, and immediately shouted: "Stop!"

  The sword in Luo Qingzhou's hand stopped.

   Nangong Yang hurriedly endured the great pain, and shouted in horror: "Sister Huang, save me! Save me! I don't want to die!"

  Nangong Huoyue clenched the flame gun in her hand, and said with a cold face: "Let him go!"

  Luo Qingzhou slowly raised his head and looked at her.

Nangong Huoyue met his calm eyes. For some reason, the flame gun in her hand trembled slightly again. She paused, and her tone suddenly became gentle again, as if she was begging: "Sir, let him go, okay?" ?"

Nangong Yang hurriedly shouted: "Luo Qing! Did you hear that? The imperial sister asked you to let me go! Don't you listen to the imperial sister's words very much? As long as you let me go, I will promise you anything! Even if you let me abdicate, Give up the throne to Huang Jie, and I promise you, I decided to..."

   "Chick!"

   Before he could finish speaking, Luo Qingzhou grabbed his hair with one hand, raised his sword with the other, and cut off his head directly.

  Nan Gongyang's eyes widened immediately, his mouth opened, and the words in his mouth stopped abruptly.

   "Poof—"

  The headless corpse knelt on the ground, blood spurted from the broken neck, instantly staining the black concoction on the ground and Qin Lang's broken body...

  At this moment, the entire hall, except for the sound of blood spurting, was dead silent.

  The sword-wielding girl at the window, Nangong Huoyue at the door, Yueyingyuewu behind her, and the guards outside the door, all watched this scene silently at this moment.

   "Gulu..."

  Luo Qingzhou let go of his hand, and the emperor's unrepentant head rolled to the ground, and was buried with the broken body of his eldest brother on the ground...

   "Shua!"

  The sword in his hand pierced into the emperor's body still kneeling in a pool of blood.

   From the broken neck, it pierced into the heart.

  The sword light flickered slightly, directly smashing his heart and soul, and killing all his vitality...

Only then did Luo Qingzhou put away his sword, slowly raised his head, and looked at the figure at the door, with the expression on his face as calm as ever: "Sorry, Your Highness, I will never show mercy when I kill people...even if he is the emperor, even if , I have your plea."

   "Luo Qingzhou! You are a regicide!"

  Nangong Huoyue suddenly shouted angrily, flames jumped between her brows, and the flame gun in her hand suddenly burst into flames with a "wow", and threw it at him resentfully!

   "Shua!"

  The flame gun shot towards Luo Qingzhou with anger.

  However, he did not evade, nor did he use any skill defense.

   "Poof!"

  The flame gun instantly broke through his body shield, pierced into his chest, and flew back directly with him, nailing him to the pillar behind with a "snap".

   Nangong Huoyue's heart trembled, her face turned pale.

   "Shua!"

  The girl standing in front of the window, the sword in her hand suddenly turned into thousands of sword shadows and stabbed at her.

  Nangong Huoyue froze in place and did not dodge.

   Luo Qingzhou, who was nailed to the column, suddenly said, "Chanchan, stop."

  The sword edge that almost pierced Nangong Huoyue's throat suddenly paused and retracted.

   At this time, Yue Ying and Yue Wu standing behind Nangong Huoyue, Fang reacted and hurriedly stood in front of her.

  The girl in front of the window, still holding the sword, stood motionless in front of the window, as if she had never left.

  Her still clear eyes looked at someone who was nailed to the pillar.

  Luo Qingzhou raised his hand, grabbed the flame gun stuck in his chest, and pulled it out with a "chi" sound.

  A stream of blood spurted out with the tip of the drawn gun.

  Luo Qingzhou landed on the ground, and the expression on his face seemed to remain unchanged.

  Holding the gun, with blood dripping from his chest, he paused for a moment, then raised his feet and walked towards the door, bloodstained every step of the way.

  Yueying and Yuewu clenched the sword in their hands, with nervous and complicated expressions on their faces.

  Yue Wu looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar young man in the Confucian robe in front of him, and tremblingly said: "Mr. Luo..."

  Luo Qingzhou walked over step by step, approached, then lowered his head, and knelt down on one knee.

   Several people were startled.

Luo Qingzhou held the flame gun in both hands, raised it up, lowered his head and said: "Your Highness has great kindness to Qing Zhou and the Qin family. Even if Qing Zhou is to be killed, Qing Zhou will never dare to resist. But today, Qingzhou can't die yet."

  The entire hall, at this moment, was deadly silent.

  Nangong Huoyue's face was pale, and she looked at his familiar but unfamiliar handsome face with angry and complicated eyes. The clenched fist in her sleeve trembled slightly.

  At this moment, all the complicated emotions rushed into her heart.

  Scholar... Grandmaster... Son-in-law... Regicide... Her husband... That woman's husband...

  Suddenly, more footsteps could be heard faintly outside.

  At the same time, the Queen Mother's frightened voice came indistinctly: "Has the assassin been caught? Where's Your Majesty? Is Your Majesty okay? Li Zhong! Li Zhong!"

"roll!"

   Nangong Huoyue suddenly gritted her teeth and said these words in a low voice, then snatched the flame gun from his hand, staring at him with hatred in her eyes, the expression on her face was still extremely complicated.

  Luo Qingzhou got up slowly, lowered his head, did not look at her again, then turned around and walked to the window, saying: "Chanchan, let's go."

   After saying that, he hugged her suddenly, his figure flashed, sank into the ground, and disappeared.

  In the entire study room and the main hall, except for the corpses and blood all over the floor, there was no living person.

  Nangong Huoyue tremblingly held her flame gun, and his blood was still dripping on the red tip of the gun.

  Looking at the place where he disappeared just now, she was in a trance for a moment, and suddenly her whole body was shocked, and her eyes looked at the scorched blackness in the room again...

   In the air, there is a burning smell...

  Her face instantly changed into more complex expressions such as surprise, weirdness, fear, astonishment, disbelief, etc.

   "No...impossible..."

  Her voice trembled, and her face was pale.

  At this time, Yueying suddenly said: "Your Highness, do you want to chase him? If you don't catch him, this crime of killing the king..."

  The captain of the Royal Forest Army behind him also tremblingly said: "Your Highness, this subordinate immediately go to inform the outside, close the palace gate, close the inner city and outer city, and then issue an arrest warrant..."

   "Shua!"

   Before he finished speaking, the scarlet spear in Nangong Huoyue's hand suddenly flew backwards, pierced his throat in an instant, and nailed him to the wall not far away.

  Everyone was shocked.

Flames jumped between Nangong Huoyue's brows, and the expression on his face suddenly became cold and cold: "Zijin Taoist, the master of Zijin Temple, practiced evil methods, suddenly went mad, murdered the king, and was killed! No pardon is tolerated, Fa-rectification on the spot! No one will be left behind!"

  Yueyingyuewu, and the female guards behind them all trembled, and said in unison: "Yes!"

   Without waiting for the Imperial Forest Army behind them to react, they suddenly rushed up, raising their swords and dropping them, one at a time.

  In an instant, in the broken main hall, blood splattered again, and human heads rolled.

  Nangong Huoyue raised her hand, and the spear nailed to the wall returned to her hand with a "swish".

  Her terrifying eyes looked at the shivering court ladies and eunuchs who were huddled in the corner...

   "Boom!"

   When the queen mother hurried over surrounded by all the guards, she suddenly heard a loud noise, and immediately, the majestic palace in front of her suddenly collapsed!

  At the same time, a raging fire suddenly rose from the collapsed ruins, and quickly spread to the entire palace.

  When the queen mother saw this scene, her legs went limp and she collapsed into the arms of Changsun Wan'er.

  In front of the collapsed palace, snowflakes splashed and debris flew.

  The white-haired Li Zhong stood up from the ground covered in blood and flesh, staring blankly at the scene in front of him.

  A figure wearing a big red wedding robe, leading dozens of blood-soaked guards, walked out of the ruins and stopped in front of him.

  Li Zhong looked at the figure in front of him with a tranced and complicated expression, and said in a trembling voice: "That boy... is it yours?"

  Nangong Huoyue's expression was cold, the flame gun in her hand was flickering, she was in a daze, and said heavily: "Yes."

The muscles on Li Zhong's face twitched slightly, and he stared at her in disbelief for a moment, then sighed suddenly, and said, "It's all to blame, if His Highness is a man, if His Majesty is half as capable as His Highness, then why bother?" Come to this point?"

   Immediately he smiled miserably and said: "This old slave is ashamed of the late emperor, ashamed of the late emperor!"

   After finishing speaking, a light flashed in his hand, and he slapped his own Tianling Gai.

   "Shua!"

  The spear in Nangong Huoyue's hand suddenly stopped his palm, and said coldly: "Since you feel ashamed of the late emperor, you have no right to die here. If you die like this, what face do you have to see my father?"

  Li Zhong looked at her sadly.

Nangong Huoyue also looked at him, and said with a cold expression: "Now the monster race is making trouble on the border, and other countries are also watching. With the death of the emperor today, the Great Yan is bound to be turbulent, and many forces are about to move. Li Zhong, you now If you die like this, even this palace will look down on you. As a master, why don't you keep this life, help this palace, help the queen mother stabilize the situation, let the great inflammation return to calm, and prevent the people from being overwhelmed by the war. And the family is ruined and the family is displaced?"

   "In this way, you can atone for your sins and be worthy of my father!"

   Li Zhong lowered his head, and suddenly smiled miserably: "This old slave has seen too many things today. Everyone else is dead, but this old slave is alive. Are you relieved, Your Highness?"

Nangong Huoyue put away the flame gun in her hand, looked at the empress dowager who was walking tremblingly in front of her, and said with a cold and majestic expression: "If this palace is worried, I won't talk so much nonsense to you. You If you still want to die, then commit suicide in front of the Queen Mother."

   After finishing speaking, he walked down the steps, facing the wind and snow, and walked towards the Queen Mother.

  The Queen Mother staggered and cried: "Huoyue! Huoyue! Where's Your Majesty? Where's your brother? Has he come out yet?"

  Nangong Huoyue looked at her frightened and panicked appearance, stretched out her hand, as if she wanted to help her, but after a pause, she retracted it, looked at her coldly and said, "Dead."

  When she said these two words, for some reason, a trace of indescribable joy and hatred suddenly appeared in her heart.

  In the sky, snowflakes are slowly fluttering.

  She withdrew the strong wind protecting her body, letting the icy snowflakes fall on her face, feeling the traces of pure white coolness.

  The clean wedding robe is full of filth.

  Today is her wedding day.

at the same time.

  Luo Qingzhou, who shuttled underground, did not escape from the palace, but came to the underground secret room where the emperor used to practice.

  He was going there to bandage the wound, take a break, and check to see if there was anything else hidden inside.

  The communication treasure on his body has been vibrating.

   When they reached the barrier-covered passage, the other party had time to take out the communication treasure and check the information on it.

   At this time, Xia Chan squatted beside him, silently helping him treat the wound on his body.

   There are dozens of messages on the communication treasure.

  In addition to the message from Uncle Linghu, there is also a message from Master Zixia Fairy.

The welcoming team and members of Ling Xiaozong have already arrived in the inner city, and people from other sects have also arrived. According to the rules, before entering the palace, he needs to get out of the sedan chair, bow to the palace and the gathered people, and then ride Enter the palace with a white horse.

  The bridegroom officer in the sedan chair is naturally dressed up by Master Linghu.

  So at this time, they are very anxious.

  Luo Qingzhou looked at these messages, pondered for a while, and replied: [Master, if you delay for a while, I will go there right away]

  The emperor died, and such a big event happened in the palace, the eldest princess's wedding must not be held.

   But Chu Feiyang must appear.

  Even if it's just for Ling Xiaozong, he must go.

   Of course, this also takes some risks.

  If the eldest princess...

  But he had to see the other party's attitude and the current situation in the palace with his own eyes before he could rest assured.

  If the situation is not right, then he and his family will have to go far away.

  Anyway, he is now a master cultivation base, the world is big, there will be a place to stay anywhere.

  The message was quickly replied: [Something seems to have happened in the palace? Where are you? 】

  Luo Qingzhou: [Underground]

  Zhuzhu: [When are you coming? Some people have already begun to suspect, Duan Wang also tested several times, I can't go out, and I will be exposed as soon as I go out. No matter what you do, you must show up later, otherwise it will harm our entire Ling Xiaozong]

  Luo Qingzhou: [Uncle Master, I will send you a message when I get closer. There is a bridge on the moat of the palace. After crossing the bridge, you should find a way to let the sedan chair stay at the bridge head for a while]

  Zhuzhu: [OK]

  Luo Qingzhou put away the communication treasure, lowered his head and kissed the girl who was squatting in her arms to help him bandage the wound, and said softly: "Chanchan, do you still think it's fun now?"

  Xia Chan shook her head with a tense face.

  Luo Qingzhou said: "What's wrong?"

  Xia Chan stretched out her slender fingers, gently stroked the wound on his chest, frowned, and whispered: "You are hurt."

Luo Qingzhou's heart suddenly felt warm and pity, and he gently hugged her in his arms. After a moment of silence, he couldn't help but think of his elder brother's tragedy again, and said in a heavy tone: "Chanchan, when you go back, don't tell them about your elder brother's death. things, you know?"

  Xia Chan nodded obediently in his arms.

   "Let's go."

  Luo Qingzhou hugged her, with a flash of light on his body, entered the wall next to her, and quickly shuttled towards the outside of the palace.

   Soon, the two passed through the moat and came to the street outside.

   "Chanchan, do you remember the way home?"

   "No, don't remember."

   "It's okay, wait for me here, okay?"

"oh."

  Luo Qingzhou sent her to the secret room in the underground of Nanguo County Wangfu.

  He was here to recover from his injuries.

  Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly realized that the girl was afraid of the dark, so he quickly took out an oil lamp and a few candles from the storage ring, lit them, and placed them in various corners of the stone room.

  The dark stone room was quickly illuminated by lights.

  The anxious look on the girl's face gradually calmed down.

Luo Qingzhou thought for a while, then took out the little Firefox from the storage ring, put it on the ground, and said, "Chanchan, let it accompany you, and you won't be afraid. Remember, this The little fox might be fierce, don't let her bite you."

   Immediately, he grabbed the little Firefox by the ear and warned: "If you dare to bite someone, I will peel off your skin when I come back!"

   After finishing speaking, he didn't dare to waste any more time, and immediately left the stone room and walked through the wall.

  Little Firefox stood in the stone room, with his eyes wide open and his face full of confusion.

  Xia Chan stood beside her, also opened her eyes wide, staring at each other with it.

   After a while, the little firefox took the initiative to walk towards her, looking at her curiously.

  Xia Chan gradually relaxed, squatted down, stretched out her little hand, stroked its head gently, and said softly: "Little, little Firefox, don't, don't bite Chanchan, okay?"

  Little Firefox seemed to understand, and nodded meekly.

  Luo Qingzhou quickly traveled underground, and soon came to the bottom of the moat.

  After he sent a message to his uncle, he moved up, and when he almost reached the ground, he immediately released a ray of spirit to check.

   The team to welcome the bride seems to have not come yet.

  He waited for about half a stick of incense, and the sound of beating gongs and drums gradually approached.

   Not long after, the sedan chair stopped at the bridgehead.

  Luo Qingzhou immediately restrained his breath, and moved up cautiously. After he saw the sedan chair through the soil, he immediately shuttled up, and then grabbed the feet of the sedan chair, and directly pulled the person in the sedan chair down.

   Before she could struggle, Luo Qingzhou had already covered her mouth, bit her ear and said, "It's me, take off your clothes."

Um? There seems to be something wrong.

  Luo Qingzhou immediately looked at her face.

  Fairy Zixia was lying in his arms, wearing the bridegroom's red wedding gown, she was looking at him with wide eyes, raised her eyebrows, and said, "Sinister, are you trying to deceive the master and destroy the ancestors?"

  Luo Qingzhou trembled all over, and raised his arms suddenly, as if his hands were hot, he threw her out of his arms.

  Fairy Zixia fell into the soil, lay there and stared at him and said, "Too much!"

  Luo Qingzhou froze for a moment, and hurriedly went to help her up again, feeling embarrassed and embarrassed, said: "Master...Master, why is it you?"

  Fairy Zixia snorted coldly, then glared at him again, while untying the belt around her waist, she said: "Your uncle said she is not very good at dressing up, so I let me dress up."

  Luo Qingzhou turned around quickly, turned his back to her and said, "Why is it difficult for Master Uncle to dress up?"

   Fairy Zixia took off her wedding robe, and said calmly, "Nothing else, it's just big breasts."

  Luo Qingzhou: "..."

   "Put it on quickly, you are Chu Feiyang now, and everyone in Dayan is watching you. Don't provoke me to Ling Xiaozong, do you hear me?"

   Fairy Zixia handed him the wedding robe in her hand, with a serious face.

  Luo Qingzhou quickly turned around and took it, put it on directly on his body, and said respectfully: "I know."

Fairy Zixia frowned, and couldn't help but sighed: "If you knew, you wouldn't... Forget it, let's not talk about it, anyway, the teacher regrets accepting you at the beginning, and it's too late to say this now, anyway, the uncle likes it You, the sect treats you well, just don't let me down to Ling Xiaozong in the future."

  Luo Qingzhou said: "The disciple will never disappoint the sect, the master, and the great love of the ancestor."

  Fairy Zixia flashed a red glow on her body, shuttled upwards, and said indifferently: "And your uncle, if you fail her, she may not be entangled with you, but as a teacher, I will not spare you."

  Luo Qingzhou hurriedly followed behind her, and said with some embarrassment: "Yes, disciple, remember."

  The two of them shuttled upward one after the other.

  Just as he was about to reach the ground, there were bursts of heavy and desolate bells ringing outside.

   "Dang-dang-dang-"

  The bell rang one after another, as if there was no sign of stopping.

  Fairy Zixia froze for a moment, then suddenly turned her head, looked at the figure approaching her, and asked, "What happened in the palace?"

  Luo Qingzhou shook his head and said, "I don't know either."

   At this time, the bell still had no sign of stopping, and each sound became heavier.

   Fairy Zixia's complexion finally changed.

   "Shua!"

  Her figure flashed, and flew directly out of the ground.

   At this time, everyone on the ground looked at the palace in astonishment, with a look of surprise on their faces, and no one paid attention to her at all.

  Luo Qingzhou also went up immediately and got into the sedan chair.

   "What's going on? What happened in the palace? Why does the bell keep ringing, it doesn't seem like..."

   "No, this bell...could it be..."

   "Look, there seems to be smoke in the palace, although there is a formation to cover it, you can still see some..."

  The members of the Lingxiao Sect, the royal family's welcoming team, and people from other sects all speculated in surprise.

   At this time, Luo Qingzhou poked his head out of the sedan chair and asked, "What happened?"

  Nobody paid any attention to him.

   Fairy Zixia looked at him sharply and unbelievably.

  At the same time, Linghu Qingzhu also came from behind, turned his face away, and looked at him.

  Luo Qingzhou came out of the sedan chair, stood shoulder to shoulder with her, and looked into the palace through the formation on the city wall.

  At this time, the palace door suddenly opened.

  A member of the royal family riding a white horse and wearing a white cloth on his head suddenly ran out crying and shouted: "Your Majesty, you are dead!"

  (end of this chapter)