Chapter 602 Liu Qianchou
Just when Liu Wanrou finished speaking, a strange laughter came from the palace hall.
The laughter was like a person's fingernails digging into the newly painted red wood board, making people's scalp tingle when they heard it.
Lin Xiaoyun was the first to react. She turned around and found that the weird laughter actually came from Zhao Jie who was already lying on the ground!
“Not dead yet?”
Lin Xiaoyun frowned slightly, as if he wanted to go over and add another blow, but Liu Wanrou seemed to remember something and hurriedly shouted: "Xiaoyun, don't go over!"
"What?" Lin Xiaoyun listened slightly. For a moment, he stopped subconsciously, but it was too late.
Zhao Jie's body lying on the ground actually had several pustules growing on the surface of his skin. These pustules swelled rapidly, and soon they all exploded, shooting out several streams of poisonous blood.
Although Lin Xiaoyun was highly skilled in martial arts, the poisonous blood shot at her was fast and ruthless, and she was standing not far from the body. Even though she managed to dodge a little, she was still splashed by a few drops of poisonous blood. On the body.
“Ah!”
A heartbreaking roar came, and Lin Xiaoyun's left hand quickly became shriveled and gray. From a distance, it looked like the hand of a thousand-year-old corpse.
"Xiaoyun!" Liu Wanrou was shocked and couldn't help but exclaimed.
However, Lin Xiaoyun is also a ruthless person. Seeing those gray spots still spreading to her body through her arms, she immediately gritted her teeth, backhanded her sword, and chopped off her left arm at shoulder level.
Boom, boom, boom!
Lin Xiaoyun looked pale and took three steps back, seemingly unsteady on his feet.
"Bah bang bang!"
A burst of applause came, followed by a voice laughing loudly: "I have heard for a long time that the daughter of Feng Wujun is a tiger general in the world. I thought it was just a yellow-haired child. There is something strange about it. ? I didn’t expect it to be quite interesting when I saw him today!”
“It’s you!”
Liu Wanrou looked shocked for the first time when she saw the person coming into the hall.
I saw a dark group of people gathered outside the main hall, including many veterans of the court, dignitaries, and military generals. These people came here to witness history.
The person walking at the front was about thirty years old, with a medium build, a delicate face, and a rather elegant temperament.
"Liu Qianchou!" A cold glint flashed in Liu Wanrou's eyes.
This person was the third prince who was originally sent to the State of Zhao as a hostage, and was later welcomed back to the State of Yue by Lin Ziqing and Liang Yan!
Three years ago, on the night when Liu Yuan died, several forces chose to take action in Guangde Hall. Later, Liu Zihan won a great victory. It was rumored that the third prince Liu Qianchou died in the battle that night, and His followers also failed.
Unexpectedly, it was the "dead" third prince who caused trouble in the palace today.
"It seems that during the battle at Guangde Hall that day, you simply faked your death!" Liu Wanrou said lightly.
“Not bad!” Liu Qianchou said with a smile: “Actually, I could have won that night, but I knew that even if I won at that time, I would just be a puppet emperor, opening the tomb door for others. That’s all!”
“It seems that you know everything. Zihan ascended the throne to protect my great dragon vein, but you are hiding behind and want to enjoy the results!” Liu Wanrou was angry! said.
After hearing this, Liu Qianchou didn't take it seriously. Instead, he smiled and said: "The winner is the king or the loser. Only the one who survives to the end is the winner! My good sister, you are not suitable to be the emperor. , give up this position, and I can leave a whole body for you!”
"Hmph! How dare you traitors and traitors be so rampant?!"
The speaker was Lin Xiaoyun. She only had one arm left, but she still held her sword horizontally and shouted: "If you want to murder your majesty, you must first do it." Asked about the sword in my hand!"
After hearing this, Liu Qianchou smiled slightly and said nothing. On the contrary, it was Zhao Jie's corpse who suddenly laughed:
"Jie Jie, this little kid is so arrogant!"
"What?!" Lin Xiaoyun's face changed, and the next moment , she watched as Zhao Jie, who had been stabbed through by her sword, slowly stood up from the ground.
At the same time, three strange people in strange clothes walked out of the crowd. One of them was a dwarf, wearing loose clothes. He raised his right hand and waved, and "Zhao Jie" slowly walked towards this person.
"It's a pity. I originally wanted to take Zhao Jie as my apprentice, but now I can only make him a mummy!"
The dwarf said with a trace of regret on his face. .
The other person seemed to be an actor, with exquisite heavy makeup on his face. When he saw this, he smiled and said: "Senior Brother Tong, don't be sad, let's see Junior Sister help you vent your anger!"
As soon as she finished speaking, she immediately raised her hand and shook. She saw five paper figures falling on the field. Judging from their attire, they seemed to represent "sheng", "dan", "jing", "mo" and "ugly" respectively. .
After the five paper figures landed on the ground, they began to sing a big show, some danced with knives and sticks, and some were good at dancing with long sleeves. It seems absurd and unruly, but wherever it passes, every time the sword swings or the long sleeves roll up, several heads fall to the ground!
The five paper figures were performing different songs, and before the opera was finished, nearly a hundred of the palace guards protecting the empress were already dead!
"Haha, senior sister, this opera is good. The song of the subjugated king, the subjugated country, has a unique flavor!" The last monk among the three laughed.
This man has triangular eyes, a sloppy nose, and is quite tall, but his appearance is gloomy and ugly. He spotted a personal guard and suddenly waved his hand, taking the soldier into his hand.
Then the man opened his mouth, exposed two fangs, and bit the soldier's neck directly, sucking blood!
The dwarf from before was also making a secret with one hand, letting his newly trained mummy Zhao Jie join the army.
This Zhao Jie was originally not weak in martial arts, but now that he has been turned into a mummy, he is even more powerful and has no fear of life or death. Among the five hundred personal guards, he is like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, killing him in an instant. A piece was poured!
Liu Wanrou saw the three monsters causing chaos in her palace, and her eyes were about to burst. She opened her mouth and angrily shouted: "Liu Qianchou, as a descendant of the royal family, you actually colluded with these evil cultivators, you Even if you sit on the throne, I'm afraid the people will have a hard time!"
Liu Qianchou laughed and said, "Don't worry about this, sister! They are all my founding heroes. When I ascend the throne, they will be my national masters in Dayue!"
The dwarf man also laughed and said: "Our Cangyue Sect is the largest sect in the Yue Kingdom. It is your honor to condescend to come to your Liu family to be a little national advisor! As long as you serve the three of us, I will ensure that your throne will last forever!"
"Hahaha! Senior Brother Tong is right. From now on, our Cangyue Sect will be the state religion of the Yue Kingdom!" The tall man threw the soldier who had been sucked dry from his mouth to the ground and said with a proud smile.
However, just when a few people were satisfied, a cold voice suddenly sounded in the hall:
"The largest sect in the Yue Kingdom? It seems that Liang is ignorant! ”
Thank you for the reward from I am not a sword fairy~
(End of this chapter)