Chapter 334: A Knife at the Emperor



At this time, at the door, Liu Feng, holding a scimitar in his arms, was looking at Huang Long with a very indifferent look.

Huang Long felt that under Liu Feng's disdainful and indifferent attitude, all his pride as an emperor was being shattered bit by bit by Liu Feng.

Completely gone, even completely destroyed.

Huang Long knew very well that he was now the emperor, the one and only one above millions of people. Since he ascended the throne, he had now consolidated his position.

The reckless drive in his heart was long gone, as was the determination to risk his life for the throne.

He has lost the courage to fight hard, knowing that failure means death.

Yes, he cherishes his life now. He cannot let go of this beautiful country, and he is even more reluctant to give up the power of life and death in his hands.

He was reluctant to give up this position, he really was reluctant to give it up in his heart.

At this moment, in this life-and-death crisis, he realized that the throne had become his weak point.

And Liu Feng, the Liu Feng who was standing outside the main hall without any expression, had already seen through his worries. In front of Liu Feng, he was like sitting here naked.

Yes, he has changed, he is afraid, he is no longer the prince who dared to risk his life and fight.

Linghu felt like there was something stuck in his throat, and his fingers gripping the Emperor's Sword creaked.

Those words are about to come out.

While undergoing such psychological changes, a smile appeared on Liu Feng's face.

“Puff…”

A stream of warm blood splashed on his face.

Huang Long's body finally trembled slightly.

Suddenly he shouted, "General Liu, help me."

As soon as he finished speaking, Liu Feng moved.

Amidst the flashing swords and shadows, Liu Feng's figure was as fast as lightning.

In just a moment, the noise in the main hall died down and the place became peaceful.

At this time, Huang Long was slumped in his seat, not only were there a lot of sweat oozing out of his palms, but even his forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat.

The moment he looked up, he saw Liu Feng standing in front of him.

He asked with great concern: "Your Majesty, are you okay?"

"Your Majesty, your life is precious. It cannot be compared to a country bumpkin like me."

Huang Long's head suddenly buzzed.

When he raised his eyes just now, his eyes were full of fear when he looked at Liu Feng.

Yes, this is a serious concern.

Sooner or later, this person will become a serious threat that he cannot control, and he is afraid that he will become the next Linghu Zheng.

Huang Long kept repeating this in his mind, and he felt that Liu Feng would be a big threat to him in the future.

What's more, in this psychological game with Liu Feng, Huang Long lost completely.

He was the emperor, but he was defeated with conviction and was shocked.

Looking at the deep fear in Huang Long's eyes, Liu Feng seemed to have anticipated this.

"Your Majesty, if one day you return to the capital and sit on the dragon throne in the Golden Palace, there will be no one to protect you like I do."

"In my opinion, Your Majesty, these are all heart problems. As the saying goes, heart problems require heart medicine. Your Majesty, this disease must be treated."

Hearing Liu Feng say this, Huang Long's mind suddenly became dazed, as if he saw the first two years after he ascended the throne.

During that period, for a full two years, he experienced hundreds of assassination attempts, including poisoning and assassination.

At that time, he couldn't eat or sleep well.

Later, he finally achieved a balance, but the life of walking on thin ice had already smoothed his edges, and all he thought about was checks and balances and calculations.

Liu Feng was actually not wrong. All of this was his worry and needed treatment.

Killing Liu Feng would only relieve his inner fear, which would only make him feel at ease temporarily but would not cure his inner worry.

"General Liu, you have a way to cure my heart disease."

"have."

“There are so many ways.”

"But you can't use my method."

"What do you mean? You have a way, but I can't use it."

"It's simple. You've been sitting on the throne for too long. You're afraid of death and loss."

Who is Liu Feng? Every time he goes to the battlefield, no matter how big or small, he puts life and death aside. Basically, Liu Feng will not take on any small or negligible danger.

A lion uses all its strength to fight a rabbit.

Every emperor in history who started from scratch came from this name.

If they were afraid of death and hid behind the soldiers during battles, how could they conquer the world and win the support of the soldiers?

But now Huang Long can no longer understand this simple truth. If he does not change his identity from the bottom of his heart, he will not be able to change.

“Are there any opportunities for me to improve?”

Huang Long gritted his teeth, lowered his posture very low, and asked seriously.

"Okay, then please, Your Majesty, redeem me first, otherwise I won't dare to give you the drug."

Liu Feng grinned widely.

"Okay, forget it, it's up to you."

He saw that Liu Feng seemed to really have a way to help him find his former self, and an expression of indescribable joy appeared on his face.

Without any hesitation, he agreed to Liu Feng's request and redeemed his innocence.

Who knew that in the next second, Liu Feng, the sixth brother, actually raised his scimitar, and there was a flash of the knife.

“Puff.”

Liu Feng stabbed Huang Long in the stomach without any warning.

"I said, in this world, only I can kill you, no one else can."

"ah……."

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