A dark villain came to Jinting Bulaoxiang

His voice was trembling, like a candle swaying in the wind, filled with endless despair and regret. Every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, full of pain and unwillingness.

Xiao Sizhe jumped down from the beam lightly, her movements were like falling petals, graceful and agile. She clapped her hands, making a crisp sound, which was like a pleasant note, echoing in the silent palace.

His movements were graceful and agile, like a nimble little bird, drawing a beautiful arc in the air. She took off the small bun on her head, and her long hair cascaded down like a waterfall. Her long hair was black and shiny, like flowing ink, sparkling with a mysterious light in the sun.

She raised her head slightly, her eyes revealing a determination and fearlessness, the determination was as hard as steel, the fearlessness was as fierce as a strong wind.

The air around her seemed to be frozen, only her resolute figure was swaying slightly. That figure was like an unshakable mountain, giving people a strong shock.

The pillars in the Weilong Palace were carved with exquisite patterns, but at this moment they looked so cold and solemn. The patterns seemed to be telling an ancient story, and every line was full of mystery.

The stone slabs on the ground exude an old atmosphere, as if they have witnessed countless power struggles and joys and sorrows. The lines on the stone slabs are like the marks of time, recording the vicissitudes and changes of history.

Emperor Yuxuan looked at the long-haired little Sizha and pointed at her with a trembling finger. His eyes were full of shock and anger, and the shock was like a bolt from the blue, which caused a huge impact on his heart.

As if he couldn't believe what he saw. "You are actually a girl! Great! Someone, drag this deceiving slave out and chop her into pieces!"

His voice was shrill and angry, like the roar of a wounded beast, as if he wanted to tear Xiao Sizhe into pieces.

His face flushed red, like a burning flame, and his eyes burned with anger, as if the anger was going to burn the whole world to ashes. Every word was like a sharp sword, piercing Xiao Sizhe's heart.

"Shuangyue, Shuangyue!!" He called out to the secret guard who was always there to protect him. He didn't know why the secret guard didn't come out when he was in real trouble?

Xiao Sizhe walked towards him slowly, each step was steady and powerful, as if carrying an unstoppable momentum. Her eyes were cold and sharp, like two sharp swords, piercing straight at Emperor Yuxuan.

Emperor Yuxuan looked at Xiao Sizhe who was gradually approaching, and there was a trace of fear in his eyes. His body retreated involuntarily, his hands scratched the ground randomly, and he crawled hard, like a wounded beast escaping from the hunter's pursuit. His face was pale, his lips trembled slightly, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

"Shout! Shout! Look who's coming in?" Xiao Sizhe raised his chin slightly with a sarcastic smile on his lips.

Her voice was clear and loud, echoing in the palace, full of provocation. She folded her hands in front of her chest, her eyes revealing a kind of pride and confidence.

Emperor Yuxuan's face was filled with rage. He suddenly jumped up and rushed towards Xiao Sizhe with all his strength. "You traitor, I will kill you!" His eyes were burning with anger, and his hands grabbed Xiao Sizhe like eagle claws.

Xiao Sizhe swiftly dodged to the side and easily avoided Emperor Yuxuan's attack. She snorted coldly, "With your current appearance, you still want to hurt me?"

Emperor Yuxuan missed his first attack, and became even more angry. He rushed towards Xiao Sizhe again. Xiao Sizhe jumped up lightly, like a nimble swallow. She spun in the air and kicked Emperor Yuxuan in the chest. Emperor Yuxuan was kicked backwards and fell heavily to the ground.

Xiao Sizhe came to Emperor Yuxuan with great pride and squatted down. Her movements were graceful and calm, as if she was performing a solemn ceremony. She spoke slowly, as if to comfort him: "Father, mother, your daughter has avenged you!"

Finally, I can take revenge with my own hands. Tears flashed in her eyes, and a relieved smile appeared on her face. She gently placed her hands on her knees and lowered her head slightly, as if she was telling her deceased relatives about her thoughts and determination.

Emperor Yuxuan was immersed in extreme pain. He was shocked when he heard Xiao Sizhe's words. He widened his eyes, which were full of shock and fear. "You, you, you, who are you?" His voice trembled, with endless doubts and despair. He pointed at Xiao Sizhe and kept shaking, as if he saw a terrible monster.

Xiao Sizhe decided not to hide it from him anymore and let him die with his eyes closed! She stood up slowly, her eyes revealing a kind of firmness and determination. "I am the little princess of Jin, Xiao Lanma!" Her voice was loud and clear, echoing in the palace like a huge bell.

"Ah!!" Emperor Yuxuan shouted in shock and anger as if he had seen a ghost. His face turned pale in an instant, and his eyes were filled with fear and anger. His body was shaking violently, as if he had suffered a huge blow.

His mouth opened wide, but no sound came out. Only the shrill screams echoed in the palace, full of despair and pain.

"Someone come!" Emperor Yuxuan's eyes were wide open, and they seemed to be burning with rage. Every fine line on his flushed face was distorted by anger.

He opened his mouth wide and shouted angrily, his voice echoing in the empty palace like thunder, filled with endless anger and anxiety. At this moment, the tall columns of the palace stood silently, as if watching this scene with cold eyes.

The dim light came in through the carved windows, casting a gray hue on the entire palace. He clenched his fists, the knuckles of which turned white due to excessive force, and waved them vigorously, trembling slightly, as if trying to grasp the slim hope.

Bang, bang—two muffled sounds were heard, and two more of his blood vessels burst. Pain suddenly surged on his face, and veins on his forehead bulged like a winding earthworm. Fine beads of sweat continued to seep out, sparkling with crystal light under the sunlight.

The blood oozing from his body was like a bunch of gorgeous red flowers, dyeing the dragon robe that symbolized supreme power red. The deep red color was shocking. The burly body fell to the ground like a collapsed mountain, raising a fine cloud of dust.

He lay on the cold ground, his eyes full of despair and unwillingness, his lips trembling slightly, as if expressing the resentment in his heart.

The air around him seemed to become heavy because of his anger, making it almost impossible to breathe. The footsteps finally came closer from far away, but they were not hurried, but slow as the rhythm of death.

Emperor Yuxuan's heart sank little by little with the sound of footsteps. He lay on the ground, his body trembling slightly, his heart filled with fear.

In the past, all the people were afraid of him as the emperor, but now he is afraid of the little brat in front of him. At this moment, he is more terrifying than the devil!

His fingers were digging into the ground so tightly that he was unaware of his broken nails, but the slight pain was no match for the despair in his heart.

At this time, the curtains in the palace fluttered gently in the faint breeze, adding a bit of depressing atmosphere.

The exquisite embroidery on the curtain was faintly visible in the dim light, as if telling the story of Emperor Yuxuan's former glory and his current sadness and loneliness.