Chapter 515 Get rid of everything
"Master, Master Yun has left with the carriage again. It's the same carriage as when he came. I checked and the carriage is empty."
"Is Bu Yan still in Feng Yu Tian Palace?"
"My Lord, I am here."
"That's good."
"Master, the Third Prince has led the Dongyan army to the outskirts of Kyoto. As you instructed earlier, General Jiao ordered all Black Scale Cavalry to meet them. Only two thousand soldiers and a few guards remain in the palace."
"Um."
"Master, as you expected, the Third Prince suddenly led his army in an attack, catching the Black Scale Cavalry off guard. In just half a day, not a single soldier was left alive."
"Um."
"Master, General Jiao is back."
The personal secret guard reported everything to Yan Shijiu one by one. Everything happened as planned, but Yan Shijiu did not look particularly happy.
He looked at Jiao Zuotai, who was covered in blood and armor and was extremely exhausted.
As expected, the Dongyan army killed all the Black Scale Cavalry and saved the Nan Kingdom.
This cannibalistic army should be eliminated. It's easy to plot and kill your own soldiers. It's time for Yan Xing to put an end to all this and ascend the throne of Nan.
Well, there are two last little things to take care of.
Yan Shijiu picked up the sword, walked up to Jiao Zuotai, and patted his shoulder:
"Thank you for your hard work over the years."
Jiao Zuotai knelt down in fear and saluted: "I don't deserve it."
This attitude of eternal fear and obedience made Yan Shijiu as satisfied as ever, and he said slowly:
"I've long discovered your little trick behind the scenes—telling your daughter to leave Dongyan and hide. But I don't blame you. Parents love their children, so that's understandable."
Jiao Zuotai's face turned pale. He didn't expect that nothing could escape Yan Shijiu's eyes.
Has Yan Shijiu found his daughter?
Over the years, Jiao Zuotai had long been tired of being threatened and forced with his daughter's life to become the leader and general of the cruel Black Scale Cavalry.
I just kept holding on for the sake of my daughter's life.
It wasn't until that day, when Yan Shijiu himself told him about his plan to use the Dongyan army to kill all the Black Scale Cavalry to help him seize the throne of the Nan Kingdom, that Jiao Zuotai clearly understood:
Yan Shijiu, a cold-blooded and cruel tyrant, would do anything to achieve his goals and would kill his own people without mercy. There was no way he would let his daughter go.
In the future, his daughter will either be "eradicated" or forced to become the second "Jiao Zuotai".
So he could only ask his daughter to run away and hide.
Jiao Zuotai was feeling flustered and didn't know how to respond, but then he heard Yan Shijiu say:
"Atai, I promised you that I would take good care of your daughter. When I find her, I will give her a high position, generous salary, and endless glory."
This meant that his daughter was not found. Jiao Zuotai breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time realized that his journey had come to an end.
"Atai, you know I don't kill heroes."
Yan Shijiu threw the sword in front of Jiao Zuotai with a "bang". The latter kowtowed deeply to Yan Shijiu without any hesitation, then picked up the sword on the ground and cut his throat cleanly.
Jiao Zuotai's blood splattered on Yan Shijiu's boots, and his body slowly fell to the ground.
His body was convulsing from blood loss, but his brow was more relaxed than ever.
Because he had entrusted his daughter to the most reliable person in the world, he had no regrets.
Finally, I don’t have to be a heartless murderer anymore.
There is no need to face his daughter with this dirty body and let her know that her father is the "Sheep-Man General" who is despised by everyone.
Jiao Zuotai lay quietly on the ground, his eyes soon became dull and he stopped moving.
"How did Jiao Zuotai die?" Yan Shijiu swung his sword and chopped off Jiao Zuotai's head. He picked up his hair and handed it to the secret guard beside him casually, like handing a teacup.
The secret guard suppressed his nausea and took the bloody head, answering sensibly:
"You killed him—you were the one who first mobilized the Dongyan army to rescue the Nan Kingdom, and then killed the evil leader Jiao Zuotai with your own hands."
"Well, spread the word." Yan Nineteen nodded in satisfaction. "Hang A'tai's head on the city gate, and leave his body standing there. Anyone can whip and spit on him at will. Let the people vent their anger."
After giving the order, Yan Shijiu muttered to himself, "Well, after all, we had a good time together, I'd better go and see her off myself!" Then he took a step and headed towards Feng Yutian Palace.
The palace door opened, and Bu Yan immediately rushed out to fight with Yan Shijiu's men.
This former personal guard of the Huo Gang, now the chief of the imperial guards, is an expert in martial arts and has extraordinary skills.
Even though he had been through battles defending the palace gates with the imperial guards and had launched nine attacks in one night, and his physical strength was almost exhausted, he still wielded a guard knife with great force.
Bu Yan stood at the entrance of the palace, like a single man blocking a thousand, and killed many of Yan Shijiu's guards.
It’s a pity that humans don’t have supernatural powers after all.
Bu Yan, who was exhausted to the extreme and covered in wounds, was finally chopped down to the ground and could never stand up again.
There was no longer any obstruction at the entrance to the hall. Yan Shijiu paused for a moment at the threshold and then stepped in.
Yun Chen listened to the sounds of Bu Yan fighting desperately outside. He gritted his teeth and clenched his fists from beginning to end, and did not make a sound.
She sat with her shoulders straight behind the screen in the main hall. The shape of the dragon crown on her head could be vaguely seen, and the dragon whiskers with golden beads on it were trembling slightly.
Although he couldn't see the face clearly, Yan Shijiu could feel that "Nanli Jun" was looking at him.
"I originally wanted to kill you and put the blame on Jiao Zuotai. But after thinking about it, we had such a good time together, I couldn't bear it."
Yan Shijiu smiled freely and casually, and spoke in a nonchalant tone. As he spoke, he took out something from his pocket and threw it in front of Yun Chen across the screen.
"Ah Li, I'll give you one last dose of dignity. You can end your life on your own. Take this medicine, and you'll slowly forget everything. All your worries will be gone. When the entire court has witnessed your madness, I'll ascend the throne. That way I'll be more convincing. Ah Li, why aren't you saying anything?"
The person behind the screen did not break down, cry, or throw a tantrum as Yan Shijiu had expected.
She simply picked up the thing Yan Shijiu threw to her, took out the familiar pill from it, and laughed softly.
Yan Shijiu heard the laughter and raised his eyebrows in surprise.
She smiled because she remembered how disgusted she was when she first saw this pill!
Said to Yan Lang, "This medicine is so ugly, it's so lumpy, it looks like a toad!"
It's so ironic that this Soul-Devouring Pill was made from the last bit of dragon ashes she gave to Yan Lang.
Laughing at this most poisonous and painful thing in the world, Yan Lang asked her to use it to kill her biggest enemy, but she didn't expect that it would be used on herself in the end.
Alas, fate really loves to play tricks on people...
Yun Chen sighed in his heart, picked up the Soul-Devouring Pill, and gently put it into his mouth.
It’s great that I can finally get away from everything and go see her Anian.
She chewed and savored it carefully.
I was eating while feeling both amused and helpless.
She was crying because Yan Lang lied to her. He had clearly said that the Soul Devouring Pill was colorless and tasteless, but now it tasted so bitter.
It was even more painful than her long twenty-six years of scarred life.
The funny thing is that she can finally go see her Anian.
From the day she identified Huo Gannian's body, she never thought about living alone.
Now, this life has saved Nan Lijun and played its last bit of value. Yun Chen feels it is worth it.
She swallowed the soul-devouring pill, raised her hand to wipe away her tears, adjusted the gold hairpin on her head, and straightened her clothes.
Perhaps because she was too calm about facing death and wanted to see Huo Gannian as soon as possible, she did not have any strong feeling of dying. Instead, she began to slack off at this moment, touching the gorgeous palace robe woven with gold thread on her body, and thought to herself:
The emperor's clothes were so heavy... layer upon layer of thick gold and silver threads piled on top of each other, yet they weren't even as soft as her own clothes. They felt so heavy to wear...
At this time, a black figure slowly crawled into the hall.
At the end of this conspiracy to seize the Three Kingdoms, only A Ling was with Yan Shijiu.
Perhaps, he needed a close partner too much and needed to be witnessed too much.
During this time in the palace, he always kept A Ling by his side.
The giant black python crawled all over the palace, ate two palace maids and then spit them out. It seemed that it felt the taste was not good and was choosing new targets everywhere out of hunger.
Seeing Ah Ling crawling behind the screen, Yan Shijiu said:
"A Ling, don't eat her. If you eat her, you'll be poisoned. What if she turns into a mad snake? Be obedient!"
However, A Ling, who was very human, just looked back at Yan Shijiu strangely and continued to hide behind the screen.
It didn't understand the Three Kingdoms or any conspiracies or intrigues. It just looked worriedly at Yun Chen, whose mouth was slowly oozing blood. It saw her frowning. There were no scars on her body, but she was covering her heart in pain.
It didn't understand what happened to Yun Chen and why Yan Shijiu suddenly became so cold towards Yun Chen.
A Ling nudged Yun Chen with her head in pain.
Yun Chen's vision began to become bizarre and she felt dizzy. She endured the tearing pain that was slowly rising from her heart and raised her hand to touch A Ling's head.
Ah Ling tilted her head and responded gently, just like before.
Yan Shijiu was stunned when he saw the familiar scene on the screen.
He seemed to have some extremely terrifying guess, and his whole body suddenly became cold and numb. He raised his foot and kicked the screen in front of him fiercely.
The image of Yun Chen, bent over his desk in pain and gritting his teeth to prevent himself from crying out in pain, then appeared before his eyes.
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