The villain: the memory is exposed, making the empress cry for forgiveness

The red-faced King Yan sat on the first dragon chair in front of the hall with a smile on his face.In the magnificent and spacious palace, there are banquets everywhere.

At a glance, the hall is full of guests, high friends, singing and dancing.

At this moment, all the guests stood up one after another, looking at the red carpet in the center of the palace.

On the red carpet, Qin Zhimu's long hair was tied up, her waist was tied up, her feet were wearing golden shoes, and she was dressed in a phoenix crown and Xiapei. She was dressed extremely luxuriously.

Thin bead curtains and tassels hang down from the phoenix crown, covering her face, making it impossible for people to see her face and expression clearly.

But as she took her stiff steps and fringed tassels, the delicate and flawless icy skin was faintly visible.

Without showing her face, she is already so beautiful.

Not to mention what kind of scenery is covered under the fine bead curtain.

Among these guests, most of them only heard of the good name of Princess Zhimu of Qin State, but never got to see her.I don't want to witness with my own eyes just how beautiful this woman, known as the number one beauty in the Seven Kingdoms, is!

And the fact is just like the rumors, those who were lucky enough to see her at the scene all exclaimed that she was a heavenly daughter.

Just one glance is like falling into a dream.

With the support of the two bridesmaids, Qin Zhimu stepped over the brazier placed on the red carpet with blunt mechanical steps.

A piece of red silk was wrapped around her hand, and the other end of the red silk was naturally held by Prince Yan's hand.

Yan Ren was dressed in a big red python robe, smiling, and greeted the surrounding crowd one by one with his eyes.

He took the red silk, led Qin Zhimu, and walked towards King Yan in front of the hall with vigorous steps.

在这个过程中，他眼睛的余光一直都放在身边的秦芷沐身上。她的惊世之美让他叹首ヘ发;于，群*9?8EUR0？2ュ[email protected]?8ヘ5?6服，让他惊为天人。

Compared with the first time I met her in the Qin Palace four years ago, at the age of twenty-nine, she has grown even more beautiful, and she is so beautiful that it is not like the world.

If it wasn't for the many etiquette restrictions in the palace that made it impossible for him to see Qin Zhimu, otherwise he would definitely not be able to resist molesting her before marriage.

In the corner of Yan Ren's raised mouth, there is a kind of desire that can't be restrained.

In Yan Ren's erratic peripheral vision, there is an irrepressible fascination.

The pleasure surging in his heart has never been as strong as it is now.

He was indeed defeated by the people of Qin, but beside him, the Princess of Qin, who was impossible for ordinary people to break, was already in his hands.

The humiliation and anger of being defeated by Lin Yuan in the ranking of the Seven Nations before has all been left behind by Yan Ren.

Everything turned into a crazy possessive desire for Qin Zhimu, the princess of the Qin Kingdom.

Pulled by the red silk in his hand, and supported by the bridesmaid beside him, Qin Zhimu moved forward mechanically like a puppet who had lost his soul.

The whole person was in a daze, like a walking dead, out of tune with the world around him.

There was a lot of noise in her ears, and she couldn't hear what it was, or who said what.Her mind was in a mess, like a ball of paste.

There is still a pain inside that I don't know what caused it, which brings waves of lingering pain.

Earlier in the evening, she was like a wooden figure, being attended to by the bridesmaids and dressed for the wedding.

The out-of-control soul-eating insects were domineering, and Qin Zhimu's memory was completely confused, so that she didn't even know what she was doing.

She may be in the middle of a wedding.

wedding.

For a woman, this should be the happiest moment in her life.

She is about to marry someone.

The other party was the Crown Prince of Yan Kingdom who had made a marriage contract with her long ago.

The one she has always loved in her heart. ． ．Prince Yan.

It stands to reason that to be able to marry the one she loves, she should feel heartfelt excitement and joy from the heart.

But now Qin Zhimu didn't feel any ups and downs in his heart.

She only felt that there was a kind of sadness that she didn't know why, and it was inexplicable, which made her ache.

That kind of pain is like losing something important and precious, like forgetting something that can never be forgotten.

It made her unable to condense her consciousness, and prevented her from taking the initiative to move forward.

The red silk in her hand soon ceased to be dragging, the footsteps of the bridesmaids beside her stopped, and Qin Zhimu also stopped.

In front of the main hall, the emcee's speech to the wedding just ended at the climax.

After a brief pause, the thrilling high-pitched voice that spread throughout the palace sounded again.

"The auspicious time has come, let's pray to heaven and earth!"

In the huge Kunning Palace, the eyes of all the princes, nobles and guests from all over the world were focused on Yan Ren and Qin Zhimu who were at the front of the hall.

Enthusiastic applause, laughter, and cheers resounded in the hall.

At this moment, no one noticed the bloody figure who had been standing blankly at the entrance of the hall for a short while.

The body of the golden-armored saint-cloth was blood-stained, and the black hair was also clotted with thick blood. The blood dripped down continuously, and the whole body was trembling.

Those eyes were dark and deep, but also scarlet and bloody and teary.

Lin Yuan, who broke into the Kunning Palace, saw the charming and graceful figure in the center of the palace at a glance.

That figure that also haunted him.

For this figure, he traveled thousands of miles without stopping, without hesitation, and rushed here desperately.

It is both unfortunate and fortunate to rush to this last moment.

He has never been so lucky as he is now, glad that he can make up for it and save it. ． ．The moment the voice fell, all the plans in Lin Yuan's mind fell apart.When the blood and tears dripped down, the stagnant scarlet eyes became ferocious in an instant, and the whole Kunning Palace seemed to have fallen into a cold prison.

The sudden change in momentum made everyone in the palace feel a chilly wind rushing up from the spine crazily.

Yan Ren, who was about to bend his body, felt his hair stand on end, and his whole body trembled.

As their hearts trembled, everyone noticed a black shadow flickering in front of them.

Then a gust of cold and violent bloody wind swept across, and the big red carpet in the center of the palace was lifted high.

Lin Yuan at the gate of the hall disappeared, and appeared beside Qin Zhimu in an instant.

He held Qin Zhimu's slender waist tightly with his right hand, turned his left hand into a knife, cut off the red silk, and brought her quickly to the corner of the hall.

At this moment, following a chaotic sound outside the hall, several noisy and hurried footsteps came quickly.

It was the palace guard who came belatedly to report.

Hundreds of people have blocked the exit of Kunning Palace.

In the main hall, Lin Yuan brushed aside the dense and messy bead curtain in front of Qin Zhimu with one hand, and met her eyes

Looking at Qin Zhimu who was close at hand, he finally laughed.

His face was smeared with blood, and he looked horrific.

But that smile can make people feel a kind of joy, warmth and deep love from the heart and from the soul.

Qin Zhimu also quietly stared at the strange man who suddenly hugged her.

But in her pupils, there was neither joy nor sadness.

Without emotion, without fluctuation, like a pool of stagnant water that has lost its vitality.

Although she didn't respond, her mind and soul were violently turbulent at the moment she saw Lin Yuan.

That state of mind, which was originally calm, actually set off a huge wave.

She probably didn't recognize the man in front of her.

What's more, at this time, his face was completely blurred by the scarlet blood and broken internal organs.

The words you hear will be deceiving, the memories in your mind will be forgotten, and the pictures you have seen will be blurred.

But at this moment, the smell of the man in front of me, his body temperature, his breath, his tender eyes, his warm smile

The gentle and generous touch from his palm, everything he brings

It made Qin Zhimu feel an unforgettable sense of familiarity.

Because that sense of familiarity is not simply engraved in her soul, but only exists in her memory.

Instead, it has been deeply imprinted in every place in the body.

Even the memory of every drop of blood and every cell cannot be erased or forgotten.How real and haunting is that familiarity.

Qin Zhimu knew where and when she must have had some kind of soul-touching intersection with the man in front of her.

he came

Just like a scene that appeared in a dream, it really happened in front of you.

Leaning tightly in Lin Yuan's arms, Qin Zhimu burst into tears unconsciously in just a short moment.

Even she herself didn't know why, and couldn't control the flow of tears in her eyes.

But just when she felt that she was about to recover, there was another burst of unbearable pain in her mind.

It was as if something indescribable was running wildly in her mind, jumping up and down, gnawing at her soul.

Qin Zhimu's consciousness suddenly fell into a coma, and she fell into Lin Yuan's arms

Chapter 150 Be King, Put On Your Wedding Dress

The roar kicked off the bloody night.

Lin Yuan swung the barren bone sword horizontally and vertically all the way, and rushed towards the center of the palace recklessly.

Of all the palace guards who stood in front of him like a tide, none of them could stop his footsteps.

They didn't even have time to make a move, and the consciousness of the whole person was bombarded and dissipated by the storm of spiritual pressure brought by the big sword.

As if being hit head-on by a meteorite flying from the sky, the guards of Yan Kingdom fell down one after another amidst screams, flying away group after group.

Feeling the violent storm and terrifying aura from a distance, looking at the bloody scene of severed limbs and figures flying in the sky, those guards who hadn't approached Lin Yuan were heartbroken for a long time.

All this is like a sudden nightmare.

Roaring, roaring, cracking, blood splattering, flying broken limbs, crowd scattered...

The space was filled with terrifying evil spirit and killing intent, and roars and screams echoed everywhere.

The red lanterns hung on both sides of the palace wall made the blood on the ground even scarier.

And the night sky, already filled with blood mist, seemed to have become even darker.

The Palace of the Kingdom of Yan, where the big wedding banquet was held, is currently performing scenes that should have appeared in Shura Hell.

Today is the wedding day of Crown Prince Yan. To ensure safety, there are more guards in the palace of Yan than usual.

Batch after batch of people came, as if they would never stop, and the shadows of swords, lights and swords flying around were as dense as raindrops.

Facing the onslaught that was coming like a torrential rain, Lin Yuan did not dodge or dodge, releasing a devil-like growl from his mouth.

With the defense of the golden armor and holy clothes, the only thing he needs to protect is his head and neck.

What is left is to pour out one's own strength, one's own spiritual pressure, and rush forward frantically against the flow of people.

In the night, Lin Yuan's figure was like a galloping golden lightning.

With blood all over his body, he took away the lives of Yan people, one by one, in groups, in pieces, whose faces were pale with horror.

In the noisy night, the screams and loud bells that came from the gate of the palace quickly attracted the attention of several Heavenly Spirit Realm leaders who were responsible for the safety of the palace.

In the night, several powerful men from the Heavenly Spirit Realm floated into the night sky.

To cause such a big commotion, it is likely that someone broke into the palace and caused trouble while the palace was engaged in a wedding.

And with the guarding force here, the scale of the invaders is definitely quite large.

But when they saw the scene at the palace gate clearly, the expressions on their faces immediately changed to extreme horror and disbelief.

Because they saw a figure in golden armor running towards the palace from the direction of the palace gate.

The swords, guns, swords and halberds all over the sky fell on him, but they didn't make him fall down, and didn't even stop his footsteps in the slightest.

He was breaking through one line of defense after another at an unacceptable speed, heading straight for the center of the palace.

Behind him, there are two bloody figures who are also covered in blood, opening the way for him together, fearless in the face of danger.