Oh, this is really

Everyone in the hall seemed to remember this half-dead man who should have died long ago.

Even though the situation was urgent, all the civil officials turned their eyes away.

The white, blood-stained figure on the ground kept howling and rolling, and the dark red blood spread across a large area of ​​the ground. The old emperor's state looked a little strange -

If he was energetic, how could he still have the strength after being pierced by a sword? But if he was weak, he had been howling and writhing for a while...

Everyone was stunned.

Just when everyone was caught off guard, the wind suddenly blew towards them!

The generals guarding the palace gate were shocked and turned around instantly.

"clang!"

The two long swords with silver-white cold light collided with each other. Jiang Jingjian held the long sword in his hand and looked at Jiang Jingzong in front of him with a cold expression.

Jiang Jingjian casually glanced at the old emperor on the ground. Just as he was about to pretend to say a few words, he opened his mouth, but the words on his lips suddenly changed. He turned his eyes to Jiang Jingzong in front of him, raised his eyebrows, smiled lightly, and uttered a voice full of grief:

"You are so confused, what did you do to our father, Fourth Brother?!"

"???!" Jiang Jingzong was confused and had a bad feeling in his heart. Could it be that Jiang Jingjian had done something wrong and was trying to put the blame on him? ? !

But he did not dare to be distracted by looking at the old emperor at this time. He turned around with the sword in his hand, and did not entangle with Jiang Jingjian, but ran towards the generals behind him.

The leading general only felt a flash before his eyes, and when he regained his clarity, a long sword with a cold glow was already right in front of him!

The civil officials turned their eyes to the twisted figure lying on the ground. They stared at it for a while, then squinted their eyes and saw countless white and plump figures the size of rice grains slowly wriggling and rising in the old emperor's flesh and blood.

As those "grains of rice" crawled rapidly in the turned bloody flesh, appearing and disappearing from time to time, the blood-stained figure on the ground suddenly rolled and struggled even more violently.

The old emperor howled in pain, kicked his legs wildly, and scratched his wrinkled face with his hands like claws, causing the skin to crack and his face to be covered in blood...but he showed no signs of exhaustion.

What's going on...? Everyone in the hall was either confused or lost in thought.

But no one went to help the old emperor on the ground - if the old emperor wanted to live, he could live without the worries of these people; if the old emperor wanted to die, why should they bother to bring bad luck to him.

Today, even the Rong family and Jiang Jingjian who set up the situation never thought that they could use someone to get rid of the old emperor today.

The old emperor's life had already been taken away.

What's more, even if they get rid of the old emperor, they can't solve the real dilemma.

They were just showing off their strength, showing him their strength and forcing him to choose them.

Two figures, one purple and one black, fought and chased out of the magnificent palace that exuded a strong stench. In front of them were the black-armored soldiers with an iron wall, and following closely behind them were the burly generals.

As they were chasing each other, the purple figure of the vine suddenly flashed and disappeared out of thin air in the blink of an eye.

Looking at this scene from afar, a light golden figure with a large cluster of flowers slowly walked towards this direction and stopped in the distance.

Jiang Jingyuan looked at the place where the purple-clothed figure disappeared, frowned slightly, and his suspicious gaze fell lightly on the black-clothed figure.

"No way?" Jiang Jingyuan couldn't help but murmur in his heart, "It's impossible..."

In the golden sunlight, the tall and straight pine-like figure in black stared at the direction where the purple disappeared for a moment. Then, instead of chasing in the direction outside the palace, he turned around and stepped into the air.

In a few moments, the black-clad figure appeared on the top of a huge tower in the palace, and the long sword in his hand was replaced by a heavy longbow carved with intricate patterns.

Jiang Jingjian stood on the top of the tower, looking down at the entire capital, waiting for his prey to appear.

"When will the palace allow teleportation... uh..." Jiang Jingyuan paused for a moment, and suddenly remembered how she used to use a silver sachet to go in and out of the palace.

Jiang Jingyuan felt a sense of guilt, wondering, "Could it be that because of the silver sachet, teleportation has been enabled in the palace without anyone noticing?"

It actually caused such a major change in the palace. Oh, this is truly a sinful magical weapon...

Just as Jiang Jingyuan was lost in thought, a breeze suddenly blew her hair, and along with it came a familiar low voice:

"Xiao Yuan, thank you for your hard work..."

The breeze behind her stopped, and a long sword with a cold glow was pressed against her neck. Jiang Jingzong stood behind her, and a scent of sandalwood with a strong stench drifted into her nose.

Jiang Jingyuan paused.

The next moment, Jiang Jingzong's cold but loud and clear voice rang out above her head: "How is it?"

——He was asking the black figure with fluttering sleeves high in the distance.

On the top of the huge tower, the wide black sleeves were rustling in the wind, revealing layers of scarlet and white underneath as they fluttered and turned. Veins bulged on the back of the fair hands, and the five bony fingers tightly gripped the complicated and heavy longbow.

Looking at the girl's slightly ugly expression below, and then at the purple-clothed man's raised mouth, Jiang Jingjian's face darkened.

So disgusting...

Jiang Jingyuan's face turned slightly green, and he gritted his teeth inwardly: "What's that smell on you? It's so disgusting..."

"how?"

Jiang Jingzong glanced at the figure on the tower with a playful look, then glanced at the civil officials, military officers and black-armored soldiers in front of him. He smiled and moved the long sword in his hand closer to Jiang Jingyuan's neck, and asked loudly.

"Hmm?" The sword blade felt cold against his neck, and Jiang Jingyuan suddenly thought of someone from the past.

With her head slightly lowered and the corners of her mouth raised uncontrollably, she slowly raised her right hand, curled up two fingers and lightly flicked them at the cold sword in front of her neck.

Almost at the moment she snapped her fingers, the long sword, which was shining with bright white cold light, was covered with countless cracks as thick and thin as spider webs!

Jiang Jingzong's entire arm and even half of his body that was holding the sword suddenly trembled along with the sword. He widened his eyes in disbelief.

The silvery-white light reflected on the surface of the eyes that were as dark as the abyss. "Huh..." Jiang Jingyuan blew a breath towards the long sword below with a calm expression.

"Crash!" The long sword covered with cracks suddenly broke into countless pieces of different sizes and fell to the ground.

"River……"

Before he could utter a word in surprise, hundreds of flowers fluttered on her light golden dress. Jiang Jingyuan turned around abruptly and without hesitation raised her fist to punch Jiang Jingzong in the face!

"Bang!!!"

A huge amount of lime-white smoke suddenly spread out, and the punch rushed downwards at a rapid speed.

Amidst the rumbling sound of the earth, the gray stone floor suddenly broke and sank into a huge pit.

The white smoke dissipated, and the stunned crowd in the distance looked at the light golden figure standing half-bent over in the huge pit, and the powerful punch hit the crossed arms.

Jiang Jingzong fell to the ground, his muscles tensed and slightly hunched, his arms crossed in front of him to block Jiang Jingyuan's punch, which did not retreat but instead approached him. A teeth-grinding "crunching" sound came from between his bones.

He gritted his teeth, veins popped out on his forehead, and his beautiful features were slightly distorted.

He raised his eyes and met Jiang Jingyuan's pair of dark eyes that were even colder and more stern than Jiang Jingjian's!

"Ha..." Jiang Jingzong's teeth parted slightly and he let out a low laugh. His eyes suddenly became fierce. He blocked with his hands and kicked Jiang Jingyuan.

After all, things are different now. Jiang Jingyuan didn't intend to dodge this move at all. She used her invisible spiritual power to form an invisible barrier in front of her. She wanted to take this opportunity to get rid of him directly!

However, she suddenly seemed to realize something, released the force on her hands, and quickly dodged to the side.

A long sword with a cold glow instantly fell from the sky and pierced into the heart of the purple-clothed figure...

A white, bony hand gripped the hilt of the sword, pinning the purple-clad figure to the ground.

Jiang Jingjian appeared here at some point. He lowered his head and looked at Jiang Jingzong, whose face was distorted. There was a strong murderous intent in his dark eyes.

Jiang Jingyuan stepped aside, brushing off the non-existent dust from his hands. He watched the scene coldly, thinking to himself, "Since this is to build momentum for Jiang Jingjian, then the final blow should be delivered by Jiang Jingjian..."

——Now she is very open-minded.

Fights between brothers and life-and-death struggles are so common in this era. She was too naive to hope that everything could be done peacefully.

It is clear that the gods are watching these scenes in the human world, but they have never felt any compassion.

If even the gods in heaven are like this, what about the mortals walking on earth?

In this era, it is already very difficult to survive on your own, let alone some people who greedily want to live a better life.

Greed lasts forever, innocence be damned.

Jiang Jingyuan looked at the scene in front of him, and suddenly missed the peaceful afterlife that was vague in his memory... Shouldn't he have come...?

Jiang Jingyuan was somewhat dazed and confused. She actually regretted not following the person she had only heard of when she was pushed by the Jiang family to travel through time. But then she thought, if she hadn't come, she would not be able to survive...

Fate is always connected and it never lets people down, no matter when or where.

"cough……"

Jiang Jingzong opened his mouth in the huge pit, and dark red blood spurted out of his mouth, staining his chin. Drops of blood rolled on his jaw and dripped onto the ground.

Ha ha……

Jiang Jingzong looked at the pair of cold, angry, dark eyes in front of him, his vision blurred slightly——

Oh, do you regret it?

Alas, although I don't want to admit it, I had expected it.

How could a man of his integrity possibly outplay the ruthless Jiang Jingjian and Jiang Jingsui?

Jiang Jingzong raised his eyes, the blazing white sunlight blinded him. He wanted to look up at the sky, but the light stung his eyes so much that he squinted.

Do you regret it?

If they had decisively retreated from the beginning, wouldn't they have gotten to this point? And...

Mother Consort... and Consort Xie...

Wouldn’t it be... Why would that guy Jiang Jingsui send me a hairpin——!

I wonder if it’s because of the wound in his heart and the blood flowing from his throat, but why does he feel his throat is so blocked and painful?

And, and more...

Until his death, he suddenly realized that he was thinking about so many, so many things.

It's really hard for him, asking a simple person like him to think about so many complicated things——

The Liu family... After today, where will the Liu family go?

Ah, yes, it was the news that came a few days ago - Liu Tingwei volunteered to go to a remote place to be a local official.

You must be very disappointed. After all, you have implicated them...

Oh yes, there is also Xiao Yuan. I really didn’t expect that Jiang Jingyuan would become so powerful without anyone noticing.

Now that he's in such good shape, he should be feeling better now, right? He won't be falling sick from time to time like before...

Humph, before, if I took her out to play for a while, I would get scolded when I came back. Now it’s better. Now it won’t happen again when I take her out to play...

That's good. No matter how much support others give you, it is not as good as having the ability to protect your life by yourself.

As he thought about it, Jiang Jingzong laughed at himself: "Oh my god... I'm becoming sentimental too..."

He was furious in his heart: "I'm about to die! What am I thinking?"

The golden midday sun shone upon the figure in the purple-red robe lying in the center of the giant pit.

In a place where no one could see, a small flame suddenly jumped silently on the purple sleeves of Tengluo...

Jiang Jingjian frowned, as if he smelled something, and subconsciously drew his sword and stepped back.

Almost at the same time he stepped back, the tiny, imperceptible spark instantly raised a wave of flames high into the sky.

In an instant, before anyone could stop it, waves of fire emitting a scorching breath like sunlight engulfed the purple figure in the huge pit.