Chapter 755 Your Majesty, you are dead!

"laugh!"

The sharp blade cut through the skin.

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

Luo Qingzhou's speed was very slow.

It seemed as if he was deliberately torturing him, and as if he was waiting for something.

Nangong Yang's screams immediately echoed through the entire Yongyan Palace.

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

The sword in Luo Qingzhou's hand paused.

Nangong Yang hurriedly endured the severe 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 emperor asked you to let me go! Don't you obey the emperor's words? As long as you let me go, I will promise you anything! Even if you ask me to abdicate,

I will give up the throne to the imperial sister, and I will promise you that I will decide from today..."

"laugh!"

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

Nangong Yang's eyes suddenly widened, his mouth opened, and the words in his mouth stopped abruptly.

"puff--"

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

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

The sword-holding girl at the window, Nangong Huoyue at the door, Yueying Yuewu behind her, and the forest guards outside the door were all watching this scene in silence at this moment.

"Gulu..."

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

"Whoa!"

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

From the broken neck, it penetrated into the heart.

The sword flashed slightly, directly shattering his heart and soul, killing all his vitality...

Luo Qingzhou then put away his sword, slowly raised his head, and looked at the figure at the door. The expression on his face was still as calm as before: "I'm sorry, Your Highness, I never show mercy when I kill people... Even if he is the emperor,

Even if you ask for mercy."

"Luo Qingzhou! You are regicide!"

Nangong Huoyue suddenly shouted angrily, flames jumped between his eyebrows, and the flame gun in his hand suddenly roared with flames, and he threw it towards him hatefully!

"Whoa!"

The flame gun shot towards Luo Qingzhou with anger.

However, he did not dodge or use any defensive skills.

"puff!"

The flame gun instantly broke through his body-protecting wind, pierced into his chest, and flew him backwards, nailing him to the column behind him with a "pop" sound.

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

"Whoa!"

The sword in the girl's hand suddenly turned into thousands of sword shadows and stabbed her while standing in front of the window.

Nangong Huoyue froze in place and did not escape.

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

The sword edge that almost penetrated Nangong Huoyue's throat suddenly paused and was withdrawn.

At this time, Yue Ying and Yue Wu, who were standing behind Nangong Huoyue, reacted and hurriedly protected her in front of her.

The girl in front of the window still held the sword and 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, grasped the flame gun pierced into his chest, and pulled it out with a "chi" sound.

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

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

He was holding the gun, with blood flowing from his chest. He paused on the spot, then raised his steps and walked towards the door, leaving blood marks with each step.

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

Yuewu looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar young man in Confucian robes before her, and said in a trembling voice: "Master Luo..."

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

Everyone was startled.

Luo Qingzhou held the flame gun in both hands, raised it, lowered his head and said: "Your Highness is very kind to Qingzhou and the Qin family. Even if he wants to kill Qingzhou, Qingzhou will never dare to resist. But today,

Qingzhou can’t die yet.”

The whole hall was in deathly silence at this moment.

Nangong Huoyue's face was pale, and she looked at his familiar yet unfamiliar handsome face with angry and complicated eyes. The clenched fists in her sleeves were trembling slightly.

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

Scholar... master... son-in-law... regicide... her husband... that woman's husband...

Suddenly, there were more footsteps faintly heard outside.

At the same time, the horrified voice of the Queen Mother came vaguely: "Has the assassin been caught? Where is Your Majesty? Is Your Majesty okay? Li Zhong! Li Zhong!"

"roll!"

Nangong Huoyue suddenly gritted her teeth and whispered this sentence, and then snatched the flame gun from his hand, staring at him hatefully, with the expression on her face still extremely complicated.

Luo Qingzhou stood up slowly, lowered his head, and without looking at her again, he turned around and walked to the window, saying: "Chanchan, let's go."

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

In the entire study and hall, except for corpses and blood on the floor, there was no one alive.

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

Looking at the place where he disappeared just now, she felt dazed for a moment, suddenly trembled all over, and looked back at the charred darkness in the room...

There is a burning smell in the air...

Her expression instantly changed into more complicated expressions such as suspicion, weirdness, fear, astonishment, disbelief, and so on.

"No...impossible..."

Her voice was trembling and her face was pale.

At this time, Yueying suddenly said: "Your Highness, are you going to chase him? If you don't catch him, he will be charged with regicide..."

The captain of the Royal Forest Army behind him also immediately said in a trembling voice: "Your Highness, my subordinates will immediately notify the outside world, close the palace gates, close the inner and outer cities, and then issue a wanted order..."

"Whoa!"

Before he could finish what he said, the crimson spear in Nangong Huoyue's hand suddenly flew out backwards, instantly piercing his throat and pinning him to the wall not far away.

Everyone was shocked.

Flames jumped between Nangong Huoyue's brows, and the expression on his face suddenly turned cold and cold: "Zijin Taoist Master Zijin Temple, practicing evil magic, suddenly went crazy, killed the king, and was killed! The imperial guard in the palace was unlucky to protect the king. The crime

No pardon will be tolerated, justice will be done on the spot! No one will be spared!"

Yue Ying Yue Wu and the female guard behind him were all shocked and said in unison: "Yes!"

Before the guardsmen behind them could react, they suddenly rushed forward, swords raised and lowered, one after another.

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

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

Her terrifying gaze was directed at the palace maids and eunuchs who were huddled and shivering in the corner...

"boom!"

When the Queen Mother, surrounded by guards, hurried over with a look of horror on her face, she suddenly heard a loud noise, and then, the majestic palace in front of her suddenly collapsed!
To be continued...