Chapter 794: Night Chaos at Longshou Mountain
His eyes suddenly widened, and the air in the hall froze in an instant.
When this sound that shouldn't have appeared rang out, seven or eight people including Lu Yuansong were frozen in place as if they were struck by lightning.
“Who is it?!”
"Who is so bold! How dare you trespass into Changding Palace!"
“Get out!!”
After a few breaths, everyone came to their senses and shouted loudly, while protecting Lu Yuansong in the center, their eyes fixed on the direction where the sound came from.
Then, they saw two masked people, a man and a woman, slowly emerging from the darkness.
He broke into Changding Palace at night with his face covered.
Anyone who sees them dressed like this can understand what the two are going to do.
However, at the same time as they were frightened, everyone also had a hint of doubt in their hearts.
Because the two people on the opposite side were too calm.
If he was really an assassin, shouldn't he have just taken action? Why would he take the initiative to speak and expose himself?
Thinking of this, all the counselors couldn't help but frowned slightly.
Lu Yuansong, who had also calmed down, did not call for help immediately. Instead, he narrowed his eyes and asked:
"Whose people are you two?"
“.”
After looking at each other, the two men in black seemed to have a playful look in their eyes.
They walked towards Lu Yuansong step by step without stopping, and at the same time, the man's voice sounded again.
"Your Highness, didn't you hear what I just said?"
"What you just said."
Lu Yuansong's eyes gradually became alert, and his mind quickly recalled everything that had happened a few breaths ago.
At that time, he had just ordered to see Wei Changtian first at all costs, and then the masked man appeared and said, " What do you want to see me for?" "Bang!!!"
It was like a muffled thunder exploding in his ears, and Lu Yuansong's expression suddenly became extremely shocked.
He subconsciously took a half step back, and the look he gave the two of them again was completely different from before.
The same thing happened to the others; their eyes widened instantly, filled with disbelief.
"You, you are Wei Changtian?!"
"Why? Your Highness doesn't believe it?"
With a smile, Wei Changtian did not take off the veil, but slowly drew out a pitch-black sword.
The "clang clang" sound of friction was creepy, and the cold sword body was emitting a sharp cold light.
That's right, this is the Yuantu Sword that was rated as a ground-level divine weapon by the system, and it can kill people without incurring the consequences of karma. "You want to kill me?"
On the other side, seeing Wei Changtian drawing his sword, Lu Yuansong's expression changed several times, but finally he regained his composure.
He narrowed his eyes, stared at Wei Changtian and said word by word: "My dear man, no matter whether you are Young Master Wei or not, if you make a move, you will not be able to leave Changding Palace tonight."
"No matter who sent you here, I can pretend that nothing that happened just now happened."
"Since you have made it through all the checkpoints on Longshou Mountain and come here, you must be quite powerful. It would be a pity if you died here."
"Everyone has only one life, you and I are the same."
"So. Let's go."
“.”
There are four or five sentences in total, including threats, inducements, retreat to advance, and advance to retreat.
It has to be said that Lu Yuansong's current performance can be described as being calm in the face of adversity, and he really has a bit of imperial demeanor.
But this may also have a lot to do with the fact that he did not believe that the man opposite was Wei Changtian.
Obviously, in Lu Yuansong's view, Wei Changtian should be in Shuzhou City at this time, not Yongding City.
To take a step back, even if it was in Yongding, it would not definitely appear here.
Because Lu Yuansong couldn't think of any reason why Wei Changtian wanted to kill him.
The war is over and my father is dead.
Even if Wei Changtian really wanted to "settle accounts later", why did he come to him first? Lu Yuansong couldn't figure out the reason, so he naturally regarded Wei Changtian as an assassin sent by someone else.
As for why the assassin lied and claimed to be Wei Changtian, it was just like the Dahui court announcing that it was Wei Changtian who killed Lu Hongji. He was just looking for someone to take the blame.
Just like that, Lu Yuansong stared at Wei Changtian, but his expression did not look very panicked.
The advisers around him looked at each other secretly, and some of them had already put their hands back into their sleeves, obviously sending a message to the outside.
"You two, have you not decided yet?"
Seeing that Wei Changtian was still in that lazy look, Lu Yuansong couldn't help but raise his voice slightly.
"In less than a hundred breaths, the masters in the palace will arrive here."
"It will be too late for you to leave by then."
"Oh, thank you for the reminder, Your Highness."
Wei Changtian shook Yuan Tu casually and said with a smile: "But we don't plan to leave."
"you!"
His pupils suddenly shrank, and the moment he heard this, Lu Yuansong pulled out a sword from the scabbard on the table with a "clang".
At the same time, the palace door was suddenly pushed open, and teams of imperial guards rushed into the palace and surrounded the motionless Wei Changtian and Yang Liushi.
Although the masters haven't arrived yet, under normal circumstances these imperial guards are enough to delay them for a while.
It’s a pity that what they are facing is not an ordinary upper third grade, but the famous "Wei Yanluo".
"Your Highness, I am really Wei Changtian, why don't you believe me?"
"Forget it. You're going to see the King of Hell soon anyway. It doesn't matter."
"Oh, by the way, one last thing."
"I really didn't kill your father."
“.”
As the last sentence fell, Wei Changtian and Yang Liushi raised their hands and waved almost at the same time, in front of the shocked gazes of everyone in the hall.
"call!"
"call!"
The next second, two huge barriers rose up out of thin air, instantly covering the entire Changding Palace.
An invisible and colorless line blocked the entry and exit of anyone who was not of the top three ranks.
One was a milky white mist that blocked all sounds and images inside and outside the formation.
The dragon-locking and magic array, these two magical powers seemed to completely isolate Changding Palace from the outside world, causing the masters from all over Longshou Mountain who were rushing here at a rapid speed to frown.
"Illusion array?"
Outside the northern formation of the palace, an old man dressed in black muttered something but did not immediately enter the formation to rescue people.
Judging from his aura, he should be a second-class master.
Often, the higher the realm, the more cautious one will be in doing things.
Well, not necessarily. "Old Guo, this is just an illusion, it must be a trick of the assassin."
Beside him, an old man in a white robe, also of the second rank, curled his lips in disdain.
"If you don't dare to come in, just wait outside. I'm not as timid as you!"
“Swish!”
After saying this, the old man in white robe flashed into the white mist without hesitation and disappeared immediately.
Seeing how impatient he was, the old man in black felt helpless, but he did not dissuade him. He just stood there, struggling over whether to go in or not.
The assassination of the second prince was normal in such a situation of great conflict and was not too surprising.
However, no matter whether it is the eldest prince or anyone else, they should not be assassinated on Longshou Mountain.
Alas, if you kill me, I will avenge you, isn’t this going to be a mess? The old man in black sighed with a sad face. Although his expression was helpless, it was not difficult to see that he was not actually worried that Lv Yuansong would really die.
But "Hmm?"
Looking up, the old man let out a light exclamation, and suddenly saw something flying out from the formation not far away and rushing towards him.
Although this thing is extremely fast, there is no fluctuation of true energy in it.
"What?"
Muttering to himself, the old man in black stretched out his hand and pushed forward, and a gentle internal force caught the object steadily.
And the next moment, when he saw the true appearance of this thing, he was instantly frozen in place as if he was cast under a spell.
Because that was the head of the old man in white robe who had just entered the formation ten breaths ago.
(End of this chapter)
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