Fang Jingran's blood was pouring up, and he was furious. He suddenly pulled the door open, but before he could see who the person outside the door was, a severe pain came from his abdomen.

With a bang, he was kicked away, smashing the table, chairs, and benches. He immediately lay on the ground with a humming sound, unable to get up for a long time.

Lin Yu walked in expressionlessly. With the slight light coming from the attic outside, a flint popped up between his fingers. When Mars flashed, the lantern on one side of the beams and pillars in the room lit up.

He raised his foot into the room and closed the door.

The room was not big, and there were two rooms, and Fang Jingran, who was struggling and gasping for breath, barely trying to get up. In the room next to the side, a figure could be seen sitting by the table under the light.

Fang Jingran coughed a few times, and blood was spitting out of his mouth. His eyes were a little fierce. After all, he was an emperor. Even though he was in a mess now and had been living for many years, he still had a noble character and an emperor's dignity in his eyes.

However, when he saw clearly the armor on the person in front of him, he was stunned on the spot.

It was the armor of the Liang State official army, but it was made many years ago. The only ones that were still used at that time were the Pingbei Army that year.

Somehow, Fang Jingran felt ache in his heart. He once tossed and turned and regretted at night. He was tortured and turned to those soldiers who were willing to die for the country, to the veterans who died in the city of Daliang, to Su Dingyuan, to the people of Liang, and to the foundation of his ancestors.

Now, when he saw the people of that year, all kinds of emotions came to him, he could not speak for a moment, and he did not dare to look at him.

It is not just a human powerlessness, but a great remorse prompted.

Lin Yu looked at the ground in front of him and suddenly lowered his head. The person with extremely depressed lips were pursed tightly and his fists were clenched. He clearly had a murderous intent, but now he was extremely dull.

This is the former Emperor Liang, the emperor he once loyal to. He is suave, arrogant, extravagant, and arrogant, all these are the comments of Fang Jingran, but what about now?

Although the man in front of him had gorgeous clothes, he had already washed and turned white. His temples had obvious white hair and his face were tired, including his previous harsh and weak color, which was no different from a middle-aged person who was frustrated by life.

He is Fang Jingran, but he is Fang Jingran who can't sleep day and night because of the past, and drowns his sorrow with wine.

Lin Yu looked at Fang Jingran who was curled up. The other party was not the king of the country, nor was he the one he wanted to kill.

He laughed inexplicably, silently, as if he was self-mockery, and as if he was relieved, he finally got a thought.

He shook his head, then looked at one side, and then raised his foot.

At this moment, Fang Jingran moved and reached out to him, as if to stop him.

"I'm not here to kill you." Lin Yu said.

Fang Jingran smiled bitterly and said, "At that time, all political affairs were ordered by me and had nothing to do with her."

Lin Yu didn't say anything.

Concubine Wan lifted the curtain and walked out from the side.

She was dressed in plain clothes without makeup. Even so, she had a lot of charm back then, but now she is graceful and beautiful. If she had been peony before, she would be a daffodil now. She was truly amazing and could only be remembered at first sight.

But Lin Yu's heart was as hard as iron and unmoved, not to mention that the other party was a demon concubine of the country. He came here tonight to take his life, so he had no intention of repeating it to him.

He raised his hand and wanted to kill him directly.

"Slow down!" Fang Jingran spoke at this time and even grabbed Lin Yu's ankle.

Lin Yu couldn't help feeling sad when he saw that the people who were so arrogant in the past were like this.

He frowned and said, "If you plead for her, there is no need, and I am not unable to kill you."

Fang Jingran heard this cold words and shook her head and said, "The sin is in me, she is not guilty."

Lin Yu was a little disappointed, and his expression of disappointment floated on his face.

"Then I'm not blamed." He raised his hand and was about to slap it with one palm.

Fang Jingran looked at the people over there, and his eyes were a little relieved. Perhaps he was tired too.

But the palm on his head did not fall. Instead, he could feel the people around him seem to be stiff.

He was puzzled at first, but then his face changed.

At the door, someone walked in.

"You found it first." Ji Shang said casually, but he couldn't even look at Fang Jingran. His gaze couldn't help but fall on Concubine Wan's face and never moved away.

Lin Yu noticed his arrival and clearly felt the murderous aura coming from him, so he did not take action.

"What do you think by Lord Ji?" he asked.

Ji Shang didn't say anything, but just waved his hand, and his eyes lingered on Concubine Wan.

Concubine Wan frowned and subconsciously turned her body.

In the past, she was of course familiar with this look and felt disgusted. But now, the unconcealed covetousness and possession of the Jinyiwei in front of her is even more like a fire.

Lin Yu didn't say anything or move, even though Fang Jingran had already let go of his ankles.

Ji Shang looked over, his eyes were slightly lowered, and he was confused, "Why are you ignorant? Get out!"

Lin Yu's face turned cold, and his eyes were also cold.

"murderous look?"

Ji Shang narrowed his eyes and held the knife with his palm, "It's just a dog that is stray. The court took you in for Su Dingyuan's reputation. Do you really think you are a person?"

The Later Zhou court approved Su Qing's revenge, and the Pingbei Army surrendered to Chen Guanli, in order to earn a reputation of being the son of Su Dingyuan.

Both of them know this.

Ji Shang was Huangfu Jing's adopted son, and he had just broken through the realm and practiced with great status. He naturally didn't care about this.

He felt murderous aura from Lin Yu, which made him feel funny and even more annoyed.

"Overbial ability." Ji Shang sneered and suddenly drew his sword.

Lin Yu felt a moment of cold light in front of him, and then there was a sharp edge on his back.

He didn't even think too much, and put his arms in front of him.

clang!

The Xiuchun Sword slashed his crossed forearm, and a buzzing sound of gold and iron came from.

Lin Yu's face changed slightly, but his body remained unmoved.

A trace of surprise flashed in Ji Shang's eyes. He was really disdainful, but he did not look down on the person in front of him.

Although he used the first strike just now, he also used seven-point force, which was not as expected, but he should not be easily taken over.

Lin Yu's arms shook, and the sound of a copper ring colliding appeared on his forearm. Then he opened the blade. He took a step back and there was a clear footprint under his feet.

Ji Shang glanced at his arm, then stretched out his knife forward.

"Stop me and die," he said.

Lin Yu had already sensed the strength of the person in front of him from the knife just now. He was indeed not an opponent, but if he retreated, he would not lose his own person, but the face of Su Qing and Ping Beijun.

He didn't say anything, but just took another step forward.

Ji Shang raised his eyebrows and smiled, "A stubborn young man."

"Okay, then I'll kill you first!" He shouted softly, and the dark embroidered spring sword in his hand was like a poisonous snake, slashing out a strange and strange knife.

Even though the lights in the room were bright and even if the two were only three or five steps apart, Lin Yu still didn't see how he made the knife, and he could not predict the trajectory of the knife.

He just felt a flash of cold light in front of him, and the sword appeared in front of him.

Dong!

This time, he didn't have time to raise his arm to block it, and the knife fell firmly on him.

However, there was a dull sound like a drum beat.

Lin Yu took a few steps back, and his waist hit the incense table beside the wall. He felt sweet in his throat, but he swallowed the blood.

The knife just now broke his armor. Although there was only a white mark on his body, it was injured by the sword energy inside.

This is when Qi becomes Hunyuan, the vigorous internal force can transform the body's strength. Even if he is as good as his external power, he will hurt the internal organs if he is not careful.
Chapter completed!