Murong Yi

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As soon as he woke up, the overwhelming pain eroded from his limbs and bones, and there was no other feeling except pain.Huan Yue frowned tightly in pain, and when he said His Majesty, his breath was even weaker. If it weren't for Murong Yi's amazing hearing, he might not have heard those two insignificant words.

Murong Qi was uncharacteristically expressionless, and just glanced at Huan Yue: "He is quite stubborn, and he can bear it... But after that, I don't know if he can bear it."

As soon as the words were finished, a few jailers walked in from the prison door with various instruments of torture. After bowing and saluting to Murong Qi, they stood aside with their heads bowed, waiting for orders.

"Brother Huang, I'm afraid you don't know the names of these utensils?" Murong Qi suddenly curled his lips, and nodded to the jailer who came in just now, two people came out and took out an object from a pile of torture tools.

Murong Yi looked carefully, and saw that the instrument of torture consisted of six thin wooden sticks, with three thin ropes in the middle. If he hadn't seen it in this situation, he would not have thought that these small wooden sticks could do anything. , however... A few thoughts flashed through his mind, if he guessed right... Thinking of this, Murong Yan's face changed slightly.

Over there, Murong Yan looked at it with a smile, and patiently explained: "This thing is called '桚', don't look at it's small size...hehe...the beauty, brother, you can see it with your own eyes."

After finishing speaking, he pulled Murong Yan back to the side.

A jailer stepped forward and unchained Huan Yue, and released him from the rack.Huan Yue was so weak that he collapsed on the ground, his black hair was disheveled, his face was pale, and he was in a state of embarrassment.

Murong Ji was brought here by Murong Ji himself, if he had doubts about the purpose of Murong Ji's trip at the beginning, when he saw the jailer put the instrument of torture on Huan Yue's finger, he couldn't help but smile bitterly. I can't laugh anymore.

After the torture equipment was set up, the two guards stood beside Huan Yue, squatted down, pulled the rope and began to exert force on both sides respectively.

The sticks got tighter and tighter, and the sweat began to drip down. Huan Yue's body, which was hanging down weakly, trembled suddenly, as if being scorched by a branding iron, and his neck was thrown back violently.

"----Well!!!"

Even though the pain was extreme, the voice was still tightly suppressed deep in the throat.

Veins burst out on his head, and blood slid down a few curves from his clenched lips. The handsome face covered with dirt was distorted and hideous because of the extreme pain, and his long eyes, which lost their focus, were gradually stained with a few traces of blood...

"stop!!!"

Murong Ni shouted loudly, but the guards continued to torture as if they didn't hear him.

Whispering is no better than screaming, but the endless pain that is contained in the suppression also makes the listener's hair stand on end, chills down the spine, and he can't bear to listen to it again.

Murong Yi stood there with his hands behind his back, but no expression could be seen on his exquisite face. Hearing Murong Yi's voice to stop, he raised his eyebrows, but did not speak, but only signaled with his eyes.

There was no warmth in that gaze, cold to the bone, arrogant and cold.

Murong Ni was startled by that gaze, paused, adjusted her emotions, and then slowly said, "Xiao Liu."

Murong Yi took a look at him, then turned his head and whispered two words: "Stop."

The jailer finally stopped and retreated to the sides behind Huan Yue.

Murong Ni hurried forward a few steps to support the crumbling man.

Huan Yue seemed to have lost consciousness, but when Murong Ni supported him, he still tried to focus on identifying the person in front of him: "... Your Majesty... Your Majesty..."

The sound is weak and the hairspring is obviously extremely weak.

Heart ached, seeing Huan Yue who was covered in bruises, and thinking of the poisonous Seventeen Guards, Murong Yan felt deep remorse in his heart.Opening his arms, he embraced the limp and powerless man into his arms, Murong Li raised his head and looked at Murong Li, his deep black eyes reflected the flames, they were dark and deep, calm and waveless, but majestic and murderous, which surprised people.

"Brother Huang, I disdain such a method, and I don't want to use it."

He looked back at Murong Yan.

"If you hadn't repeatedly persecuted Huan Yue and tried to leave, I would never have done so."

He fixedly looked at the young man who was hugging Huan Yue, his tone was calm, as if he was talking about nothing trivial.

"Ah."

Murong Yan let out an inaudible chuckle.

"I haven't moved the hidden guards around you, not because I can't move them, but because... I know, if I use them to threaten you, Brother Huang, you will definitely hate me for the rest of your life."

"..."

Murong Li walked towards Murong Li step by step, and when he reached a step in front of Huan Yue, he stopped, looked down at Murong Li from a high position, and closed his eyes after a long time.

"If you want to save him, Brother Huang, then exchange it with the Chuanguo Yuxie!"

As he spoke, he raised his hands, and the guards on both sides tore Murong Yi and Huan Yue apart without saying a word, and handcuffed Huan Yue to the rack again.

Emperor Yan knew no martial arts and was weak, which was well known throughout the country.After Chunshou was assassinated, injured and poisoned, he couldn't afford to be sick. For more than half a month, his injury has deteriorated sharply. People inside and outside the court have been panicking recently. Ministers have speculated that Emperor Yan may be dying. There are even rumors that it is Yan. The emperor has prepared an edict to pass on the throne, and Prince Murong of Rui is the new generation of Emperor Yan.

Rumors and rumors raged all over the country of Yan for a while.

In fact, the rumors and the facts are almost indistinguishable.It's just that when the imperial edict is mentioned, it's not that Murong Qi doesn't want to announce it to the world, it's just that everything is ready and only owes the east wind.

This east wind is Chuan Guo Yuxi.

The Chuanguo Yuxi is the most precious treasure of the Yan Kingdom, and only Emperor Yan knows where it is hidden.If there is no seal of the Jade Seal passed down to the country, there will be no effect on the major events of the whole country.Therefore, every generation of battle for the throne, Chuanguo Yuxi has a twists and turns.

In the past half a month, he had sent people to search the inside and outside of the imperial palace countless times, and he did not miss a single corner. He searched a lot in secret rooms and secret passages, but he still failed to find the crucial Jade Seal.

If Huan Yue hadn't betrayed the Lord this time, he would not have used such a method to persecute Murong Ni.

Chuan Guo Yuxi... Heh.

Murong Yan laughed in his heart, it turned out that it was because of this thing, he almost forgot.Seeing that Huan Yue was tied up again, Murong Ji refused to admit it, but this time Murong Yi caught his weak spot accurately.In fact, if he came to ask him where the Chuanguo Yuxi was hidden, he would have said it, so there is no need to mobilize so many teachers... Shaking his head slightly, Murong Yan looked at his younger brother and sighed softly: "As you wish .”

"I'll give you the jade seal, and you let Huan Yue go."

Obviously it was the answer he expected, but Murong's heart couldn't help but a little bit of sadness flashed.

At midnight, the Imperial Palace of the Kingdom of Yan, standing in the north of Yancheng, was as usual. The guards guarded the palace with weapons in their hands and dressed in armor, guarding the safety of the palace in the cold wind in the late spring night.

At the second watch, the galloping horseshoe stepped on the bluestone road, breaking the silence of the night.The young man at the front is dressed in military uniform, his resolute face is hidden under the helmet, only revealing a pair of eagle-like sharp eyes.

The left and right Jinwu Guards have left and right street envoys, who are in charge of law enforcement inspections in the Nine Streets of the capital.It was obviously a daily routine inspection, but today it was a bit more chilling, all silver armor exuded a terrifying coldness in the moonlight.

After the inspection, the team did not return to the camp for handover as usual.Instead, it passed through many streets and finally stopped outside the current Yushifu.

The streets outside Yushifu were not spacious, but they were not narrow either. At this moment, soldiers in silver armor were densely packed.There were about a hundred men in black standing still in the shadows, exuding a strong murderous aura.

The young man got off his horse, walked quickly to a corner standing in front of a person, knelt on the ground alone, and said in a deep voice: "The last general Zhao Xiang has seen the general."

The man known as the general helped Zhao Xiang up, and said in a low voice, "Is everyone here?"

"Yes!"

"Okay." Zuo Jinwuwei General Qin Jun said, no emotion could be seen on his ordinary and upright face.Zhao Xiang retreated to the side, Qin Junchao walked slowly, and walked to the front of the night squadron, his eyes like torches quietly swept over every silver armored soldier.

The breeze was blowing, and the spear-length red tassels danced along with the wind.Although there are fears and worries on those young faces, what is more, it is the determination to never turn back.

"Today's battle, everyone, are you confident?!"

Suddenly, Qin Junchao suddenly raised his voice and shouted.

"Yes!!!" The entire square team gave a unified and high-pitched echo, with great momentum.

Qin Junchao slowly smiled approvingly, and suddenly got on his horse neatly.Raising his horsewhip, he led hundreds of soldiers under his command and ran towards the imperial palace.And those black-clothed dark guards also performed lightness kung fu, and followed closely behind.

The main entrance of the palace——Yanyun Gate, just after a group of guards finished their shift, they heard the rapid sound of horseshoes.The faces of the guards changed drastically. In front of Yanyun Gate, regardless of rank, all officials, big or small, dismounted and walked on foot. Hearing the voice right now, it seemed that they had no intention of dismounting at all.

The team is getting closer and closer, the first rider can already see the face clearly.Several guards were shocked, and they didn't care about anything, so they went up to stop them.

"The emperor's decree, who dares to stop it?!" Qin Junchao raised the tiger amulet in his hand, shouted coldly, and flew past.

The guards guarding the gate were stunned for a moment, and after realizing it, they all knelt down.The general of the right guard rushed over after hearing the sound, only to see the figures of the men and horses going away.Immediately, his eyes sank, and he galloped after him on horseback.

"Break into the palace at night, General Qin, are you convicted?!" Chasing after him, he shouted coldly.

Qin Junchao reined in his horse suddenly and stopped, a sneer suddenly appeared on his ordinary face: "How can you be convicted of treason and usurper?!"

The general on the right trembled, before he could react, his neck hurt, his eyes went dark, and he passed out.

The tall man in black with blue eyes expressionlessly tied the fainted man with a rope and handed it to the man in black who followed behind.

"General Qin, time is running out."

Qin Junchao took one last look at him, nodded, put his legs between the horse's belly, and ran forward again.

The man in black with blue eyes pursed his lips unconsciously, and looked towards the vast open space. The sound of horseshoes echoed beside his ears, and the night seemed to be getting deeper.