Chang Le was now in a tough battle.

The two opponents are both top masters, and he can still deal with them alone.

But adding one more would be a stretch.

It is said that two fists are no match for four hands, but now he is facing six hands.

Even though he had outstanding martial arts skills, he was still far behind his master Su Changzhao.

Although Su Changzhao never let them call her Master, all of the kung fu skills of the four of them were taught by her personally.

In the hearts of the four of them, they have long regarded Su Changzhao as their teacher and father!

Seeing that he was being suppressed by three people and was retreating step by step, Chang Le couldn't help but think that if his master was here, he would be able to easily deal with the other party!

While he was dealing with two people with his left and right hands, the third man took advantage of his hands being too busy and prepared to give him the final blow.

But the opponent's spiked ring did not pierce him for a long time.

"Chang Le, what are you doing?" Qingya's voice suddenly came from beside him.

As soon as he finished speaking, Qingya took out a scimitar and cut off the arm of the man who almost hurt Chang Le.

ah!

The other party screamed and blood gushed out of his arm.

Seeing this, the other two were so scared by Qingya that they jumped back.

It is said that the four ghosts under the Nine Thousand Year Old Man are all hideous, cruel and ruthless, and kill people without blinking an eye.

When they first saw Chang Le, they did not mention the fact that he had an "ugly face".

The opponent's martial arts skills were indeed very strong, but I didn't sense any hostility from him, which made me feel that the rumors were false.

But when this person named Qingya appeared, everything was completely different.

He has the youthful vigor that is unique to young people.

But the murderous look in his eyes was not fake.

"Chang Le, I've told you so many times that enemies are there to be chopped down for fun. This is what our master taught us."

"......Yeah." Chang Le nodded stiffly.

In fact, "the enemy can use it to chop for fun" was what Su Changzhao specifically said to Qingya.

Qingya had a miserable childhood and he didn't dare to kill anyone, but when it came to playing, he was more excited than anyone else.

Su Changzhao established a concept for him based on this characteristic.

Once in battle, he would treat his enemies as puppets to be chopped and chopped for fun.

Therefore, he would never think there was anything wrong with chopping his enemies into pieces, and he even enjoyed it.

Later, people saw that he chopped people as if they were vegetables and radishes, so they gave him the nickname "Green Ghost".

At this time, the two people on the opposite side attacked again, including the man whose arm was cut off by Qingya before.

Seeing how desperate they were, Chang Le began to suspect that they had some tricks up their sleeves.

After forcing a wave of enemies to retreat, he hurriedly asked Qingya: "Now that you are here, what should we do with His Majesty?"

Qingya was just enjoying the pleasure of killing people, but after hearing his words, he immediately seemed to remember something horrible, his face changed and he said, "That... His Majesty asked me to come."

Chang Le looked at him in disbelief, and it was obvious that he was saying: You came because His Majesty asked you to. When did you become so obedient to His Majesty?

Qingya, however, pretended to be careless and took the initiative to cause trouble for the other side.

"Come on, play with me for a while!"

"..." Chang Le sighed helplessly.

Just as I was about to step forward to join in, I heard a "ah".

A person flew out from the direction of Yu Jiuchen.

This man was dressed in the uniform of a royal guard.

Apparently, he was beaten by Yu Jiuchen.

When the man landed near Chang Le, he squatted down and took a look. It turned out that all the meridians in the man's body were broken. Although he was wearing armor, his sternum was sunken!

How powerful must the person who hit him be to cause such an injury?

Seeing this, Chang Le looked with disbelief at the emperor who was once again surrounded by the Imperial Guards.

Your Majesty, when did your skills become so unfathomable?

Not just Changle.

Even Lu Xianzong did not expect such an outcome.

The person who was just killed by Yu Jiuchen's palm was no ordinary person.

It took Lu Xianzong several years to find this assassin named "Bu Er".

He is a feared figure in the underworld.

He was sent to ambush in the palace for half a year, just for the chance to assassinate Yu Jiuchen.

"How could it be..."

The dark chess game was lost, and with Qingya and Changle's participation in the battle, Lu Xianzong's people were never able to gain any advantage.

Afterwards, Tang Fengjian led his troops to provide assistance.

When Lu Xianzong and his followers saw that the situation was hopeless, they stopped resisting and surrendered.

Lu Xianzong was escorted before the emperor. He stared with wide eyes at the handsome man standing at the top, who was as gentle as before, but he could no longer find any trace of sickness or weakness in him.

Through him, Lu Xianzong seemed to see someone in his memory again.

"General, what else do you have to say?" Similar lines were spoken from the other party's mouth, and Yu Jiuchen seemed to overlap with the person in his memory.

Lu Xianzong finally bowed his head and said, "The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. There is nothing to say."

·

With the fall of Lu Xianzong.

Previously, the assassination in the imperial study, the ambush in Longyin Temple, and the imperial accusation that Su Changzhao had an affair with the harem all surfaced one after another.

After Cai Xujiang's testimony was made public, this wise minister fell into the quagmire and was cursed by the world.

The gang members headed by Lu Xianzong and Xu Daichou were caught in one fell swoop, sentenced one after another, and executed soon.

On the eve of his execution, Su Changzhao came to the prison.

Lu Xianzong was wearing prison clothes and sitting on straw.

Without the official robes, or perhaps as his death was approaching, he began to look old and frail.

His originally straight back became hunched overnight, making him look much more haggard.

Su Changzhao walked in holding a folding fan.

The clean tops of her boots contrasted sharply with the dirty floor.

But her arrival did not come as much of a surprise to Lu Xianzong.

“You’re here.”

Su Changzhao smiled and said, "Well, let's see Mr. Lu off for the last time."

Lu Xianzong smiled when he heard this: "Haha, I didn't expect that the last person I would see in this life would be you."

Su Changzhao curved his eyes and said, "Life is unpredictable, and that's what makes it interesting."

Lu Xianzong laughed again: "Hahaha... I didn't expect you to be so funny." After laughing, "It's a pity that we didn't have the opportunity to chat like this before. If it had been like this earlier, maybe... never mind."

Glancing sideways, a shrewd look flashed in his eyes: "You came here not just to see me off, right?"

"Mr. Lu is wise and worthy of being the late emperor's think tank. I do have something to ask you. Of course, I won't take the benefits for nothing. As long as Mr. Lu tells you the truth, I can assure you that after everything is over, your young grandson will be safe and you will live a peaceful and happy life in the rest of your life."

Lu Xianzong was stunned at first, but finally lowered his head and agreed...

After a while.

Su Changzhao got what he wanted, and bowed to Lu Xianzong and said, "Goodbye, Mr. Lu."

She was not pretending, but bowed to the other person sincerely.

In the original novel, Lu Xianzong was indeed a pillar of the country and a talent for governing the country when he was young. His deeds with the late emperor were praised as legends and are still sung today.

After Su Changzhao left.

Lu Xianzong looked up to the sky.

"Your Majesty, this country may not be as hopeless as I imagined."

He said leisurely to himself.

The memory of Yu Jiuchen that I saw in the Qinzheng Palace that day came to my mind.

"So similar." He seemed to see the late emperor when he was young.

At that time, he was still young and full of desire to serve his country.

There was a certain divine light flashing in the old man's eyes, and he finally lowered his head with deep emotion: "Forget it, the future will always be handed over to the young..."

The next day.

Lu Xianzong was found to have committed suicide in prison out of fear of punishment.

His followers also got what they deserved.

With this, the court had a new look...