"enjoyable and ——!"
"emperor!!"
for those who practice martial arts, all the sword and light sword shadows will slow down, chen yan's pupils will expand, shouting and opening his arms to block in front of yan yi, yan yan pushed chen yan away, the palm condensed the internal force, the arrow immediately stood still in the air, the transparent ball condensed inside was getting bigger and bigger, and when it exceeded the palm, the internal force flew towards the roof not far away, the dead soldier who was buried on the tile rolled down, the arrow feather was inserted upside down on the neck, his eyes were wide, and he was blind.
even if he was frustrated with his love enemy, he didn't expect to encounter assassination again halfway back to the palace, yan yi's mood was not worried, these people were touching his moldy head.
yan yi kicked over the other person who rushed to the right, flipped up in the air, the white robe flew over, and when he landed, the soles of his feet kicked in the chest of a dead soldier who rushed up, and the dead man fell down with a scream. yan yi jumped up with strength, and his long legs stomped on the heads of five dead soldiers in succession, kicking the dead soldiers' cheeks and deforming them, spitting out a mouthful of old blood and falling down.
he left the palace very low-key this time, with only ten guards on his side, disguised and followed the carriage, just like the ordinary rich people's small squatters should not be able to see the difference. the man behind the assassination knew so much about his itinerary that if there was no accident, it was a spy on him.
since he was a child, he was registered as the crown prince, such an identity is equivalent to being in the midst of bloody storms all the time, how many people covet that seat, how many people expect him to die, yan yi has been pampered since childhood, pampered and habitual, but the matter of learning martial arts has never fallen, he does not love to use weapons, sword training more palms will break through the cocoon, so he only cultivates martial arts and internal strength. emperor xian found a very powerful master for him, and the master created a set of internal power and mind methods, called the palm of the heart, the palm of the condensed internal force, slapped on the chest of the enemy, it would shock the heart and lungs and blood vessels, and die violently.
yan yi hates fighting and killing the most, and insults his identity. the bodyguard was on the side, he would never personally shoot unless he had to, today he really needed to find an outlet to vent, push chen yan's old bones under the carriage to hide, avoid the long sword stabbed by the dead soldier on the left side, the palm slapped on the wrist of the sneaker, and the dead soldier's wrist immediately appeared a dark palm print, and the long sword fell in response.
the wind of the swallow kite's palm landed on the chest of the dead soldier, and when the palm was closed, the blood flower spurted out of the dead man's mouth, splashed in the air, and fell sporadically on his eyelids and eyelashes, and the originally pure peach blossom eyes were cold as snakes.
who was behind the assassination, he already had a consideration in mind.
half of the ten guards were dead, and at the moment only four or five were left to fight desperately around yan iris's side, and there were actually far more dead soldiers than the guards, but because they were too numerous, just after the small number of deaths, more dead soldiers continued to pour out of the deep woods next to them, and the woods were their main ambush point.
who was behind the assassination, he already had a consideration in mind.
yan wei heng.
yan yi bit the name in his mouth, and his men became more and more fierce.
yan wei heng.
yan yi bit the name in his mouth, and his men became more and more fierce.
everyone was exhausted, and the guards returned from the thrill, their legs weak, joy coming from it, looking at the swallow kite, trembling.
the last dead man, fell.
the guards were surprised to see him so skilled, xu was encouraged by morale, his ambition was greatly encouraged, yan iris took them to fight out a bloody road, the corpses on the ground gradually piled up into a hill, yan iris killed the red eye, grabbed the sword in the hands of the small guard on the side, held the sword in both hands, swung it obliquely from the top, and slashed at the neck of the dead man who rushed over, and the blood splashed everywhere.
the last dead man, fell.
chen yan crawled out of the carriage with a weeping face, the target of the dead soldier was yan yi, but he did not pay attention to his old immortal eunuch, even if he noticed it, he did not bother to spend energy on him, he was lucky to become the best in the field, unscathed, and pounced on him to ask if yan yi was okay.
yan yi had been hit by several swords on his arm, and the rest of the place was not injured, but there seemed to be something quenched on the sword, so that his body was weak, the speed of his mind turning became very slow, and he vaguely seemed to hear the sound of a sharp arrow cutting through the air behind him, and his figure froze, and before he could turn back to look, he felt a chill in his heart.
chen yan crawled out of the carriage with a weeping face, the target of the dead soldier was yan yi, but he did not pay attention to his old immortal eunuch, even if he noticed it, he did not bother to spend energy on him, he was lucky to become the best in the field, unscathed, and pounced on him to ask if yan yi was okay.
yan yi had been hit by several swords on his arm, and the rest of the place was not injured, but there seemed to be something quenched on the sword, so that his body was weak, the speed of his mind turning became very slow, and he vaguely seemed to hear the sound of a sharp arrow cutting through the air behind him, and his figure froze, and before he could turn back to look, he felt a chill in his heart.
no wonder it's so cold...
"the emperor's !!!"
no wonder it's so cold...
"the emperor's !!!"
"the emperor's !!!"
chen yan and the guards rushed up to help him, but yan yi's body still fell down inevitably, and there was a blood mist in front of his eyes, and he couldn't see anything clearly.
"the emperor's !!!"
chen yan and the guards rushed up to help him, but yan yi's body still fell down inevitably, and there was a blood mist in front of his eyes, and he couldn't see anything clearly.
shy look.
a silent look.
shy look.
a silent look.
the silent appearance made people feel too dull, but it did not prevent him from wanting to get close to him, especially in bed, he always deliberately made a little harder, wanted to see his expression expression other than expressionless, saw him show a dazed look for himself, and the difference in xuan long's heart had always made him feel quite accomplished.
in fact, yan yi had been resisting xuan long's attraction in his heart, and he didn't understand why he remembered the details so clearly, and even knew every bit of his life with ning zhiyu.
xuan long rarely laughed, but he was actually very gentle when he laughed, and the cold and hard silhouette would melt like an iceberg, perhaps because he was not used to making such an expression, so he was always a little stiff, which made him look handsome and had a different kind of cuteness.
in fact, yan yi had been resisting xuan long's attraction in his heart, and he didn't understand why he remembered the details so clearly, and even knew every bit of his life with ning zhiyu.
as he spoke, blood poured out of his mouth like running water, chen yan immediately silenced his voice, yan yi half opened his eyes, and a trace of clarity was restored in front of his eyes, above which was the shadow of a towering tree, the sky was gray, and the single crow in the shape of a single crow passed by, and the cry was terrible.
the center of the sword was already lacking in skill, and everyone knew very well that it was too late, and the bumps of the carriage would only accelerate death.
as he spoke, blood poured out of his mouth like running water, chen yan immediately silenced his voice, yan yi half opened his eyes, and a trace of clarity was restored in front of his eyes, above which was the shadow of a towering tree, the sky was gray, and the single crow in the shape of a single crow passed by, and the cry was terrible.
the center of the sword was already lacking in skill, and everyone knew very well that it was too late, and the bumps of the carriage would only accelerate death.
"you tell him... i... originally promised to him... speech...... it should be, it can't be done..."
"emperor..." chen yan and the guards cried.
chen yan looked tearfully at the emperor he had grown up watching. yan yi barely moved his fingers, and took out the bag of dragon scales packed in a black cloth bag from between his wide sleeved robes, and hung them on the ground.
"emperor..." chen yan and the guards cried.
although he did not make a promise to ning zhiyu, he deceived and used it from beginning to end to give him any warmth. the dragon still foolishly believed him, and was still willing to listen to his few words of pampering, so he pulled out his scales and asked him to go back to save his sweetheart.
he treats him really well and nicely... unfortunately never to be seen again.
yan yi never thought that his life would end at the age of 19, he used to say that he wanted to protect ning zhiyu for a lifetime, said that he wanted to stay with him until he was old, those promises naturally could not be done.
strangely, at the last moment, the person he most wanted to see would be xuan long. maybe it's because he's the one he's most sorry for in his life.
yan yi felt very tired, he wanted to sleep, but he felt unwilling, he was still so young, he still had the grand ambition to dominate the world, he still had the people he wanted to see, how could he die like this.
but fate is so, how can a mortal not follow.
yan yi used his last strength to explain his last words, and asked chen yan to go to the plaque on the desk of the imperial study after returning to the palace to take the holy will, which was the holy will of the new emperor. on the day that the emperors of the great dynasty ascended the throne, they would appoint the most suitable crown prince in their minds and hide the holy will in the imperial study to prevent accidents and great chaos in the dprk.
but fate is so, how can a mortal not follow.
yan yi raised his heavy eyelids, there was only a vague shadow in front of him, the man attacked the xuan clothes, he could not see the other party's face, and he could not see the tears in the other person's eyes.
yan yi opened his mouth with difficulty, coughing up blood bubbles in his mouth: "apo... is that you. "
yan yi raised his heavy eyelids, there was only a vague shadow in front of him, the man attacked the xuan clothes, he could not see the other party's face, and he could not see the tears in the other person's eyes.
yan yi opened his mouth with difficulty, coughing up blood bubbles in his mouth: "apo... is that you. "
yan yi heard xuan long's voice and couldn't help but laugh, a large amount of blood flowed from his chest, and the blood in his mouth seemed to be unable to flow out.
"apo, you see... i treat you... so bad..."
yan yi heard xuan long's voice and couldn't help but laugh, a large amount of blood flowed from his chest, and the blood in his mouth seemed to be unable to flow out.
"apo, you see... i treat you... so bad..."
"then... don't be mad at me... good no good? ......"
"i'm not angry." he heard xuan long say.
"then... don't be mad at me... good no good? ......"
"i'm not angry." he heard xuan long say.
"that's good... that's fine..." yan iris looked gray and smiled angrily.
"i owe you..."
"that's good... that's fine..." yan iris looked gray and smiled angrily.
"i owe you..."
he spoke slowly, closed his eyes, and there was no more breath.
xuan long knelt beside yan yu and gently pressed his cold hand to his face, as if to warm him, his eyes did not blink, and tears flowed from his cold green eyes, and he repeated in a low voice.
"i'm not angry."
i'm not angry, you're not going to die.