The Immortal Monarch Xia was deceived

"Release Yang Nianyuan." Qinglang's voice was as pleasant as a trickle, but it carried the momentum of a turbulent wave hitting the shore.

Although it is not clear why, the behavior of this group of black-clothed masked men is subtly inconsistent with the behavior of Yinyi Pavilion in the past.

With Yang Wentuo's way of doing things, he would hide in the dark, making it impossible for people to think that it was him.

And this group of assassins couldn't wait to tell everyone that it was him who did it--for fear that no one would know that it was him who did it.

"King Linyuan wants Yang Nianyuan's life, let him tell me himself."

The blood-stained blade visibly paused.

But he didn't obey orders and let people go.

The masked man remained silent, holding hostages and confronting Chi Si.

"Do you want me to do it myself?" The bright eyes flashed fiercely, and there was a slight vertical mark between the brows.

"Would you like to fly away and never enter reincarnation?"

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew from nowhere, and the fire in the already dimly lit hall flickered on and off.The remnants of the red silk dangled, and the shadows were vague, as if there were countless fragmented ghost hands struggling to crawl out of the shadows.

The masked man's arms trembled slightly from the frightening chill, and he slowly moved away the blood-stained white blade on Yang Nianyuan's throat.

At this time, another man in black stopped him: "Don't be afraid! He dare not do anything to us!"

The rough voice, like sawing wood and scraping pots, turned towards Chi Si, and even if he emboldened himself, he reminded him: "Heavenly gods can't attack mortals at will, otherwise they will be catastrophe!"

The remaining guests in the hall were stunned for a moment, and then understood.

I heard some fairy masters in the palace say before that they only practice in the palace and make alchemy for the emperor. Apart from asking for money to build temples and pagodas, they seldom participate in state affairs.

Even if the national teacher in front of him brought the stool to the court hall, he kept saying "don't care about human affairs".

Except for targeting King Linyuan everywhere, he really didn't see him interfering in other common affairs.

Fighting with Cai Xingjun is like a fight between two gods.

Other than that, he has never been seen to attack other ordinary people.

It turns out that there are rules of the heaven above, and anyone who interferes with the world at will will suffer catastrophe.

When all the masked people heard this, the boulder hanging in their hearts landed safely.

This national teacher is stern and soft-hearted, no matter how high his morals are, he would not dare to attack a mortal like himself.

With the blade resting on his neck again, Yang Nianyuan felt as if someone had poured a basin of freezing water on him from head to toe.

The national teacher is afraid of catastrophe, so he will not attack the assassin.

This group of assassins has kidnapped a group of dragon sons and grandchildren, and they don't know what to do next.

But from what they said just now, I am afraid that I will die soon.

Chi Si stood where he was, silent without saying a word.

The guests were already certain in their hearts that what the assassin said was true.The national teacher did not dare to attack mortals.

There was no sound in the hall for a while, ghostly shadows appeared, exuding a frightening dead silence.

Unexpectedly, after a while, the national teacher said again: "Who sent you here? Ah Ji... Where is King Linyuan?"

The cold tone was even more creepy: "Say!"

The dark wind in the hall was strong, making the red silk flutter, and even the tables and tables lying on the ground trembled slightly.

There was a vague sound of jackdaws weeping blood and thousands of ghosts crying together, which made people tremble with fear, and their legs trembled and they almost couldn't stand stably.

There seemed to be an invisible coercion in the air, crushing the masked assassin until his bones and blood shattered, making his body stiff and difficult to move.

But they continued to embolden themselves: "He didn't dare to shoot."

At this time, there was a sudden dull sound.The cabin of the painting boat shook violently, as if it had bumped into something.

The people in the hall stood unsteadily and staggered a few steps, and then everything returned to calm.

The ship has docked.

As if they had arrived at their destination, the assassins each looked at each other and winked, holding the hostages and walking towards the outer deck step by step.

"Who allowed you to go?"

The piercing cold voice sounded again, and a pure white figure flashed at the door, blocking the only way to get off the boat.

Although he uttered threats time and time again, his reputation was frightening, but he did not take any action from the beginning to the end.

The assassins were convinced that this national teacher, Long Wenyu, was stern and soft-spoken, afraid of the catastrophe, he would not dare to attack ordinary people.

They were no longer afraid, they turned a blind eye to the real fairy in front of them, and tried to walk past him in vain, and took the dragon sons off the boat.

Chi Si sighed and laughed: "Since you want to die, I will fulfill you."

The reason why he has been hesitant to do anything is that he is not sure whether these assassins were sent by Yang Wentuo.

If he strikes rashly and thwarts his plan, he doesn't know how to win back his heart in the future.

But being a dignified Taoist true monarch, being looked down upon by a group of ants?

Never encountered such a funny thing.

The assassin holding Yang Nianyuan blocked the hostages in front of him, threatening in a rough and hoarse voice: "Aren't you afraid of catastrophe?"

The gloomy laughter carried a ruthless ruthlessness: "What can I do for mere catastrophe?"

"and many more."

A gentle and plain voice came from the gangway with a cool voice full of Tianwei.

King Linyuan, who was sculpted in gold and jade, stepped onto the deck slowly, his brows and eyes were as clear as water, hiding the cold edge that would destroy gold and jade.

Behind him was a group of strong and sharp soldiers, with sonorous steps and cold weapons.

Qi Yin, the governor of the imperial army, Yang Huiyu, the commander of the third rank with a knife, the number one master in the court, and several other commanders of the imperial army are also among them.

There was a sudden shock in Chi Si's center, and his flesh and blood ignited a prairie fire, but the indifference and indifference of the other party turned a blind eye to the icy stone fire.

The governor of the imperial army stepped out to the front, and turned to the masked assassin with a sharp voice: "Let your highnesses go, I can let you go, and I will only behead you, and the nine clans will not be implicated."

The assassin didn't answer indifferently, but blocked the hostage Highnesses in front of him.

If she ordered the forbidden army to attack, they would die together with all the dragon sons, and the net would be broken.

Qi Yinliu frowned slightly and didn't move.The two sides confronted each other silently, and the storm was about to break out.

The remaining guests in the hall have followed to the deck at this time, and seeing King Linyuan and the imperial army, they couldn't help being puzzled and whispering endlessly.

Aren't these black-clothed assassins sent by King Linyuan?

Why did King Linyuan, who was supposed to be on the boat, come up from the gangway?When did he leave Huafang?

The assassin put all the dragons in front of him and forced the imperial army back step by step, trying to escape with the hostages.

Qi Yin seemed to sigh slightly: "Your Highness, where do you want to go?"