Shenhao: The little widow became the richest woman in Beijing

Zhou Minghuang looked at the sudden arrival of Lao Liu, his eyes filled with joy.

See, I am still blessed by God. I am the emperor truly recognized by God. My face instantly shows more domineering majesty than before, and I feel more confident in my heart.

The few secret guards who were dragged by the crowd finally solved the people who blocked them, rushed to Zhou Minghuang's side, and got entangled with Wuchen.

"Father, are you okay?" Zhou Xuanyin asked loudly and anxiously, not far away.

I was very surprised, how could this happen? Is it possible that someone has plotted against him?

She was just a new palace maid who arranged for her hometown to be in Huocheng. In places where the emperor often went, she talked about the prosperity of Huocheng and how kind and benevolent the people of Huocheng said the emperor was. Every word was full of praise.

With his character as a wise king in the hearts of the people, he heard that everyone in Huo City, from old to young, praised him, so he definitely wanted to come and have a look to satisfy his vanity.

But he didn't expect that someone would take advantage of this to assassinate him. He just wanted his father to come to Huo City, so he happened to bump into him.

Then he let his "good third brother" make arrangements for him on the way back to Beijing, all of which were in vain. I can follow them back to Beijing openly! Who dares to assassinate?

But before he could return to Beijing, he was assassinated first. But this time, it was not him who was assassinated, but his father?

Could it be that the third prince arranged spies beside him to understand his plan in advance?

A deliberate trick to let his father see his loyalty, why did the balance in his heart favor him?

Zhou Xuanyin's eyes darkened. With the third prince's insidiousness, he might not be able to do this. Otherwise, how could he be seriously injured there, but no one came to touch him?

The people led by Zhou Xuanyin started fighting with the assassin.

Wuchen saw that he was almost able to kill his enemy, but was saved by someone. His eyes were filled with more blood, and he wanted to kill everyone here and send them to hell together.

Is there any place of bliss in this world? Every day of his life he was sentenced to death, and his movements became even crazier, and he violently cut off a person's head.

The sprayed blood splashed on his cheeks, with a scorching heat. Wuchen raised his jade-like fingertips and wiped the blood at the corner of his lips. His pupils were faintly red, and he was very strange.

Taking advantage of the shock of others, he caught Zhou Minghuang by surprise and cut Zhou Minghuang's shoulder, bringing out a trace of blood and splashing onto Wuchen's sword-holding hand.

Zhou Xuanyin's eyes were shocked and he shouted loudly, "Father!"

Finally, he rushed to Zhou Minghuang's side. The stern face stared at the man who still felt cold despite wearing a mask. He tensed his body and stood in front of Zhou Minghuang with his sword in hand.

Wuchen changed the sword in his hand, raised his hand to the corner of his lips, and licked the fingers still covered with blood. The taste of the enemy's blood turned out to be so sweet, and he liked it very much. The lust for it aroused on his face. Xue Chi looked at Zhou Xuanyin with a sarcastic look.

Like a demon appearing in the world...

Zhou Xuanyin stared at the man licking blood with surprise in his eyes, and his stern face was full of vigilance.

The two of them rushed forward towards each other, fighting each other, the blood-clothed and xuan-clothed bodies were like streams of light, their movements were dazzling, and it was unclear who would die and who would survive in the end...

Although Wuchen had been fighting for a long time before and was a little exhausted, there was bloodthirsty madness in his eyes. Even if Zhou Xuanyin was in good condition, he could not defeat him. The two were evenly matched and both were injured.

However, both of them were insensitive to pain. Even if they were injured, they did not move their brows. Zhou Xuanyin looked at the masked man with cold eyes, and Wuchen looked at the man opposite him. It was a pity that this man turned out to be that man. son.

Today, either he dies or he lives. I said to Amitabha Buddha in my heart, I will send you to bliss in advance, no need to thank yourself.

Not long after, Zhou Xuanyin received multiple sword wounds on his shoulder again, and Wu Chen was not much better either. His left arm was injured and broken.

"Master, you have to leave."

Wuchen's men resisted the people brought by Zhou Xuanyin, but after a long period of melee, he was now physically unable to match them and was gradually defeated.

Wuchen looked back, his eyes were cold, he finally got this opportunity, he was only one step away from killing that person, how could he leave, he had to kill him, even if he had to die together.

When Wuchen showed no reaction, the man continued shouting,

"Master, you have to leave. Qingshan is not afraid of running out of firewood. Your mother definitely doesn't want you to stay here."

When Wuchen thought of his mother, his heart softened for a moment, and his eyes were vaguely filled with starlight. He just thought of his mother and didn't want to leave. He was only one step away from avenging his mother, so how could he retreat.

Zhou Minghuang looked at the people brought by Lao Liu, who was gradually taking control of the situation, with majestic eyes and said coldly,

"Keep him alive. Capture the man in the mask."

"Yes!"

Wuchen ignored Zhou Xuanyin's sword behind him and crazily approached and stabbed the person he wished he could cut into pieces with a thousand knives.

"Master!" A shout was heard, followed by the sound of the sword tip piercing the flesh.

Wuchen looked back and saw that the man who had always contradicted him before, saying that he was cowardly and escaping and urging him to avenge himself, blocked his sword with his own body.

Wuchen's eyes were surprised, and he was shocked and speechless. He thought that he followed her just to avenge his mother, but he never thought that he would actually sacrifice his life to save her.

"Master, you have to live,"

The man moved his lips and spoke with difficulty, blood spilled from the corners of his lips, and he smiled gently. If she were alive, she would be happy to see how he has grown up now.

The moment before his death, he seemed to see his mother-in-law saving him from danger when he was still a young girl.

It's good that she saved his life and now he has given him his son.

"Live, you have to live..." Wuchen's eyes seemed to see his mother saying this to him, and his eyes were full of expectation.

Yes, how could I die here like this, gritting my teeth and swallowing flesh and blood into my belly?

"Withdraw!" It was extremely difficult to say one word. Wuchen closed his eyes, then opened his blood-red eyes and looked at Zhou Minghuang. The voice came from the eighteen levels of hell:

"Don't forget how you got your throne! I will get it back from you sooner or later."

Seeing that he was about to leave, Zhou Minghuang said urgently, "Stop him!"

But he never stopped that person after all...

Wuchen left with the remaining people, and looked back at Zhou Minghuang deeply, his eyes full of hatred.

Then he met Zhou Xuanyin's gaze and left with cold eyes.

The last words Zhou Xuanyin said to the masked man with deep eyes, how did his father get the throne?

The third prince looked at the scene in front of him in the corner, secretly hating the man in the mask just now, why didn't he kill Lao Liu.

Even though I searched all over to no avail, he is still hiding here. He is really brave and cruel.

The third prince staggered and walked towards Emperor Zhou Ming with a pale face, looking worried.

"Father, are you okay? Cough," he said while coughing up blood. It was as if he had already lost his life in order to save his father.

Emperor Zhou Ming ordered, "Capture those traitors and keep them alive."

Then he looked at the third child with a concerned expression, "Nothing happened. I am blessed by God, thanks to the timely arrival of the sixth child."

The third prince looked at Zhou Xuanyin, his face full of gratitude, "No, thanks to Lao Liu, you came in time and saved my father and me. But why are you nearby? If it weren't for the third brother trusting you, You, I’m afraid you might think it was you who arranged it, it’s really a coincidence.”

For a moment, Zhou Minghuang's smile faded...