Chapter 24 Bloodthirsty Shura

The hall was silent for a long time, and everyone looked at the night stars. He suddenly felt as if he had been stripped naked and pushed into the ice and snow. So he cringed, trying to dodge behind the queen and grabbed his mother's hand tighter. The queen stroked his face, smiled softly and said, "It's okay!"

"What does the royal family mean?" Queen Baiyan turned her head and looked directly at the elder and asked coldly. Strangely, her voice was very soft, but it spread throughout the hall, as if it sounded directly in people's minds, indescribably strange.

A trace of ridicry flashed on Ye Qingshan's gloomy face and said, "Obviously, the royal family does not believe in the princes and kings. They are afraid that the princes will take so many troops to rebel, and the detention of the next son can at least be restrained." He looked at the queen, and he was the only one who dared to look at the queen so unscrupulously and said, "Does the queen think that the emperor has edicted the prince to go?"

The queen ignored Ye Qingshan, and Ye Qingshan continued, "However, if the princes really want to fight back, what is the sacrifice of a son? If a child is gone, you can set up another one. This is not a big problem in itself, is it? Do the Wan family think that they are the supreme existence of this empire? Humph, the old emperor has died, and the prince and the second prince also died strangely. Now the abbot is the third prince. The men of the Wanyi family only have the third prince and the fourth prince. Now the Wanyi family is just a lion that still exists. I don't know how many years the princes have been waiting for this day. How can they easily let go of this opportunity? It is estimated that the third prince wanted to pull a shield for himself before he ordered the sons of all countries! Haha, naive!"

Everyone's eyes at Ye Xingchen became sympathetic again. The Ye family knew that this new son was very weak, but was he going to be sent as a hostage at such a young age? He is just a child. He should run on the grass with a kite and listen to adults tell stories with sugar-coated haws. How can he be involved in the dark official struggle? Although the Ye family is not very optimistic about the queen's white face, this son is very polite, quiet and likable. No one wants him to get involved at such a young age.

The elder sighed, looked at the queen and said, "Don't worry, the royal family will save the prince. If the prince has any accident, even if I fight for this old bone, I will destroy the Wanyi family. The men in our night family can't die for no reason!" Having said that, he is still very uneasy. In front of so many people, he can't tell the truth, otherwise the night family will be in chaos. Now that the lord is not here, we have to stabilize the family first.

Ye Xingchen suddenly felt very tired. He understood what the elder said. He was going to be taken into the palace as a hostage to prevent his father from leading the army to rebel. When necessary, you can even kill him - just like Brother Yuanhong? Hearing that Brother Yuanhong had his head cut off with a knife, he couldn't help shrinking his antelope-looking neck, and cold sweat oozed from his white face. It was as if someone was holding the tip of a knife against the back of his neck. The queen felt the uneasiness in the child's heart and smiled at him. His warm smile was as beautiful as spring.

The elder looked at the people of the Ye family and said, "Well, that's all. The lord wrote a letter saying that the legacy of the eldest prince should be returned as soon as possible, and wait for Chi Nasi to retreat and bury his ancestors!" Then the Ye family bowed to the elder and retreated respectfully. The elder looked at the queen and shook his head at her in an unsearchable way. The queen immediately agreed.

When people were exhausted, the hall suddenly became empty. Only the queen and Ye Xingchen kept it. The elder came down from the throne, looked at the queen with a compassionate look, and bowed deeply. His thin body was bent like a bow, and he looked extremely guilty. The queen was surprised for a moment, and then stood up and reached out to help the elder. Her beautiful god-like face was slightly exposed, and her voice was not as cold and indifferent as just now. She was as gentle and touching as a water town in the south of the Yangtze River: "Why are you, Elder?"

The elder's face was no longer calm and majestic. Instead, he was a little excited and said, "The old man didn't tell the truth just now. The imperial edict does not require all the vassal states to send the prince to the imperial capital, but only the son of the night kingdom!" The elder said uneasily, "Is it that the rebellion of the king was detected by the imperial capital? No, absolutely not. I know my son very well. What would be the reason?" The elder bent down and took the hand of Ye Xingchen and looked at him lovingly. He can't say why. He likes this child very much, even more than Ye Yuanhong.

The queen's eyes like a swan flashed with a trace of uneasiness, and her eyebrows frowned like a crescent moon, and her coral-red pupils flowed out uneasy light. She turned to Ye Xingchen and asked, "Xingchen, have you met any strange people recently?"

Xingchen's mind was full of the figure in a scarlet robe, with an evil smile and wildly dancing hair. But the man said, don't say it, or it will be a disaster. The child's eyes shine like glass in the sun. He shook his head and said, "No, no, no one!"

The night wind outside the hall blew in, and the firelight on the nine brass lamps swayed and beat. The shadows of the three people were strangely twisted and stretched, and the curtain embroidered with hydrans shook like water waves, and the whole hall became gloomy.

The child looked at his grandfather and mother in panic and said calmly, "Really, there is nothing!"

But the queen was staring at his eyes. Both of them had coral-red eyes, and the light in their eyes was intertwined. Through the child's clear and touching eyes, the white face clearly saw a scarlet figure smiling and shaking wildly behind the child's eyes. Her body trembled, as if a demon sealed in the depths of her heart suddenly woke up. The queen said faintly, "It turned out to be him--"

The memory of more than 300 years ago bit her like a beast, and there were clear crystal tears in the eyes of the perfect queen.

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Outside the city, the southern Liang state camp.

The surname of the State of Southern Liang is Liang, and his name is Guzhi. He was standing in the barracks tent and looking at the hanging map of the city defense. The center of the four square erraic city is the Star Falling Hall, that is, under the order of the emperor of the Star Falling Hall, will he take the men of the Southern Liang Kingdom to the imperial capital Qin King to die? The simple face of the Lord of Nanliang is full of intolerance. He has no ambition. He just wants to cultivate a corner of Nanliang, burn porcelain, process jade, and live and work in peace and contentment in the country. That's enough! But the tree wants to be quiet but the wind does not stop. In troubled times, how can he be alone in the forest?

The lord sighed and brought 30,000-step brigade this time. He did not ask for diligence and went to Beijing to be rewarded. He only wished that these warriors could be brought back alive - is there anything more miserable than burying bones in the world? He looked up at the Yunlan Mountains on the map. According to the news waiting to return, hundreds of thousands of Chinasi troops were already in the mountains and would soon arrive in front of the erratic city. Among the hundreds of thousands of troops, just more than 40,000 vigorous horses are enough to wipe out his warriors! What is the concept of vigorous riding? When those black horse armored prairie warriors waved five feet*, they were clearly the emperor on the battlefield! They rode out to fight not for victory or defeat, but for glory, but for the supreme glory of the invincible emperor on the battlefield.

"Ride vigorously!" The lord of the country muttered to himself! His eyes are full of fatigue. He is only 40 years old and his hair is gray. He remembered those terrible rumors about the heroic riding and couldn't help ordering to take the army back to Nanliang. But he can't. That's a violation of the emperor's order and a death penalty. Other vassal states will certainly not let him go afterwards. The struggle between the vassal states is no longer a secret. Ling, Qiu Yue and Shen have all won him, but they have been rejected by him - the more you participate in this kind of thing, the more dangerous it is!

He stroked the jade peace charm hanging around his waist, and his 14-year-old daughter gave it to him before his expedition. He picked up the peace charm and looked down. His eyes couldn't help but be gentle again. The warm white jade looked like his daughter's pink face! That girl is probably asleep now. After all, it's almost midnight. Thinking of his daughter, the heart of the lord slowly calmed down. His wife passed away early, which was all the comfort brought to him by this daughter, and he also loved this precious daughter very much! The Lord really wants to go back to see her immediately!

"What the royal family! At that time, I will take the army to make a show and return to China immediately after the fight. I don't want any reward..." The state owner's face was extremely gloomy and said to himself with a grim look. He has no ambition, as long as the Chinese people are safe.

"It's a death penalty for Lord Liang to care so much about His Majesty's affairs!" A illusory voice came, as cold as three or nine days of ice.

"Who is it?" The lord raised his head and looked angrily. He saw a scarlet figure floating in the air like a ghost. It was a man with a moon-like smile on his demonic face, and his long scarlet hair fluttered like a flame.

"Don't pretend to be a ghost!" The lord pulled out his sword from his waist and cut it at the figure. The shadow of the sword broke down, and the figure was about to be cut off - in a moment, the shadow suddenly disappeared, yes, it disappeared! The lord stopped the sword, and the wolf Gu Ying looked around. There was no scarlet figure in the camp. The lord couldn't help doubting whether it was his illusion?

"Where are you looking at?" The erratic voice came from behind. The demonic man stood behind the lord, with his chin on his shoulder, and his laughter was full of irony.

The lord turned his head slightly and saw that the white face was on his shoulder. He couldn't tell the gender perfectly, but the scarlet long hair was so evil that it was difficult for him to have a good impression. With the strength of collecting the sword, he decisively held the sword and stabbed back. The Lord is very confident that the sword just now can make him escape, and this sword will never fail - the stabbing will always be faster than the chopping.

But he found that his sword was difficult to push forward even if it was only half a foot away. He looked back and found that the man held the sword with the index finger and middle finger of his right hand, which was dead. How strong is he? But the sword he stabbed with all his strength was restrained with two fingers. How could he not be frightened?

With a crisp sound, the man broke the sword with only two fingers, then pinched the broken sword and put the blade against his neck. The throat knot of the lord moved up and down, and he could feel the terrible murderous murder on the cold blade. But the strange man was standing behind him, and the fiery power emanating from his ** chest made the king burn like fire. Two opposite feelings appeared at the same time, and he only felt that he had entered a nightmare.

"Who are you!" The voice of the state was still stable, and he did not panic because the tip of the sword was against his neck. This is the prestige of the lord of a country.

"Me! Who am I? I have a nice name, 'Sura'!" The man said with a smile that his fair face actually had the charm of a dusty woman.

"Evil! Did the barbarians send you here?

"Barbarian? No, no, no, it's not a barbarian! Ha ha, I guess you can't guess the person who sent me! The person who sent me here is the emperor of the current dynasty," said Shura.

The Lord's eyes are wide open and full of disbelief!

Shura said nothing more. He silently stretched out his left hand and clicked on the back neck of the lord. The lord suddenly found that he could not move, as if he were frozen, and his limbs were heavy as if they were filled with lead, and as if the mountains were pressing on him. Shura turned to him with a bright smile on his face. Bai Jingjun's beautiful face was full of smiles, and then the country's eyes were as red as a beast! Shura pinched the broken sword, the tip of the sword stabbed down, and the sharp sword blade fell into the flesh an inch. Then he slowly cut down the neck of the collarbone and the sternum all the way... The sharp blade of the sword smoothly cut off the skin and bones, and then to the abdominal cavity... The bitter roar of the country owner came out, and the sad voice was particularly sharp under the night sky. There were hurried footsteps outside the camp tent, and the warriors of the State of Liang immediately rushed over.

"Cut off the sternum, followed by the abdominal diaphragm, cut the lower abdomen, and can't hurt the intestines, otherwise the visual effect is not very good..." Shura looked at the dissected body of the state and muttered to himself, as if he was playing the most fun game. The face of the national lord has twisted without a human form, but his body still can't move, so he can only let Shura cut it down with his sword...

"Lord of the country, Lord of the country - "The Nanliang warrior who came to hear the news opened the tent and suddenly saw a strange red-haired man in red robe cutting the chest and abdominal cavity of the country with a broken sword. Everyone was stunned - no one had ever seen such a cruel method.

Shura didn't seem to see more than a dozen warriors rushing over and was still immersed in the pleasure of playing with the country. He muttered, "Okay, hold on, don't move!" He threw away the broken sword. At this time, the lord was cut from his neck to his lower abdomen. Shura's left hand reached into his chest, his right hand reached into his abdominal cavity, and then his arms shook violently, and the state's internal organs were torn out. "Ah--" He screamed, and then scarlet blood splashed out and splashed Shura. Shura held a heart in his left hand and pulled an intestine in his right hand, just like the devouring demon Shura. The country's body is still standing. He is full of blood and his eyes have lost their brilliance. Only the jade peace charm at his waist is as bright as before - the superior jade will not be stained.

Shura turned around and smiled at the warriors with his bloody face. His white teeth were shining brightly, and the body of the lord was still in his hand. As he turned around, the body of the lord fell to the ground. Shura looked at the panicked warriors and said softly, "The murderer, the dead of the State of Shen!"