The guard behind was chasing very tightly, Qing Yun turned around, and the man rushed forward!

As soon as Qingyun's sword was raised, the attacker screamed "Ah", and a blood hole in his chest fell backward.

Qing Yun was shocked, isn't she, she hasn't acted yet.

A force came from behind, and she was pulled behind her. Qing Yun saw that it was Sima Hui who had left behind to protect her two guards, Yan San and Wan Jun.

The two men acted fiercely, without hesitation, they killed the two dozen people like cutting cabbage in a moment.

Qingyun felt dizzy at such bloody.

Judging by the abilities of these two people, they are more like killers.

"Did the queen empress escape?" Qing Yun asked.

"The king only allows us to protect the wife. The queen and the queen has her own arrangements." Yan San pulled Qingyun cat by the waist and walked forward.

"I want to go back to pick up the child!" Qing Yun shook him away and ran to Yilan Hall.

Yan San and Wan Jun followed her.

There was silence in Yilan Hall, and two corpses of servants lay on the ground.

Qingyun was shocked.

She tremblingly called: "Little Well! Little Well!"

No one answered.

Qingyun searched the Yilan Temple all over, but did not find Ling Ziqing.

Qingyun collapsed a bit, and the pillar she had survived this time was Ling Ziqing. That was the bloodline left by Ling Chen.

The night was dim, and in the darkness, several mysterious shadows fell in the palace of Nanzhao Kingdom.

"Master, it seems that the palace of Sima Hui has been occupied by King Yi."

The man in Xuanyi standing in the middle nodded, "King Yi has Huo Jingyun as his helper. There are two groups of people in this palace, one is King Yi and the other is Huo Jingyun. However, Sima Hui is not. It's simple, it won't be defeated like this, I will see how he flops.

As he was talking, watching a black shadow jumping out of the wall holding a baby in his arms!

The Xuan Yi man said: "Shao Ting, let's keep up with this person!"

Several people followed the dark shadow and watched him sprint out of the palace gate.

Bai Shaoting took a few steps to catch up with the man to fight, and the man responded calmly. His martial arts accomplishments were not below Bai Shaoting.

Zhang Yang and Han Zhitao stepped forward at the same time, surrounded the man and swaddled the baby.

When the man avoided Zhang Yang and Han Zhitao just about to escape, the black dragon sword of the man in Xuan Yi pierced his chest in the air, and the man fell to the ground.

"Master, is this person from Huo Jingyun?" Han Zhitao asked.

Ling Chen, dressed in profound clothing, rubbed the Canglong Sword against that person, nodded, "Yes."

Han Zhitao took a look at the swaddle, "Master, it's a baby."

Ling Chen glanced at him, "This must be Sima Hui's child! Huo Jingyun's tricks are endless! It might be really useful to take this child away!"

Ling Chen thought for a while, tore off a piece of the light-colored shirt of the dead person, dipped in his blood and wrote: "Save the child, return it sometime!"

He stuffed the strip of cloth into the man's hand.

"Let's go! King Rui will be anxious at night!" With a wave of his hand, several people disappeared into the vast night.

Qingyun couldn't find Ling Ziqing, and found the bodies of two other palace ladies.

Her heart became flustered.

The fierce long wind ran across the palace, blowing from the direction of Huangquan, curling up the corners of the blue cloud hunting and flying, and messing up her long black hair.

In the distance, there were screams from time to time, and bloodthirsty slaying beasts rushed past.

Qingyun trembled all over, no, God would not be so cruel to me! Qingyun said to himself silently.

Turning to a corner, she saw the nurse Afeng and Xiaojing who were lying in a pool of blood. There is no Ling Ziqing.

Qing Yun stretched out his hand, Ah Feng was dead, Xiao Jing was still angry.

Qingyun lifted Xiaojing, Yan San hugged Xiaojing and put it on the bed. Qingyun immediately bandaged her wound and took the medicine.

A sword in Xiaojing's stomach didn't hurt the key.

Qingyun did not find his son, but he did not see his body either.

It seems that the child has been snatched away. They must have thought it was Sima Hui's child. If it is used to contain Sima Hui, the child should not be in danger for the time being.

Qing Yun thought of this, instead of worrying about it just now.

There was a rumbling sound from the front, deafening, like lightning.

The shouts of killing came in one after another, and it was even more terrifying this night.

Xiaojing woke up and immediately cried when he saw Qingyun: "Princess, the little master was snatched away..."

"Well, I see, you should heal your wounds first, and I will find him." Qingyun comforted her and got up to go out.

Yan San said: "Madam, it's too chaotic outside now. The little son should be in no danger for the time being. When the king left, he ordered the lady not to leave the Yilan Hall. For safety, the lady should not go out. We stay here. Here, someone will come to save us."

Qing Yun said: "I want to go out to find my son! They will use my son to blackmail the king, I want to go out!"

She has never been a person protected by others, although she does not have much masterful martial arts.

Yan San and Wan Jun are servants after all, and they can only follow behind her.

Qingyun filled every pocket of her hundred poisonous clothes with all kinds of poisons and explosive bombs. Everyone has their own way of protecting themselves.

Qingyun knew that she had to go out. She was not old, but she had seen too many changes in the palace.

Sima Hui didn't tell her anything when he left, but told her not to leave the Yilan Hall casually, it was not safe. But if she didn't leave the Yilan Temple, it would be impossible to save the little prince from Yuexian Palace just now.

No one is a fairy, even a fairy is not omnipotent.

Around her, like Sima Hui, she had been familiar with military books since she was a child, and there were many people who knew the latitude and longitude. But the same failed. Such as Ling Chen, such as Xindal, such as the former King Ping, such as Grandpa.

Qingyun wanted to hear about Sima Hui, and waited obediently in the Yilan Hall, but she didn't dare. She was afraid of losing anything. She was afraid that her son would be killed by them, and she didn't want Sima Hui to have an accident.

The lights were bright outside, and there were torches around the hall of Sima Hui.

"Let's go to the hall." Qingyun said.

"Madam, the hall is very dangerous now." Yan Sandao.

Qingyun didn't speak, and said to Yan San: "You are my guards. Then you have to listen to me. I don't know how to get to the hall. You lead the way and find a hidden way. Let's go and see."

Qingyun thought of what General Sun said, that King Yi deceived the ministers to the main hall, is he trying to force the palace again? Has General Sun escaped with the queen smoothly?

Seeing that Yan San and Wan Jun were still hesitating, Qing Yun said, "If there is anything wrong with the king, we will be dead in the harem, so we might as well look ahead. I don't want to be a burden to the king."

Yan San and Wan Jun nodded helplessly: "Well, Madam is with us, don't act rashly."

Yan San was in front and Qingyun was in the middle. After the Wanjun was broken, the three of them quietly touched the palace.

From Yilan Hall all the way into Shengming Hall, it is the office where Sima Hui and the ministers work. Bright torches haunted the light and shadow, covering this precarious palace.

A sharp cry suddenly pierced Qingyun's eardrum without knowing where. She shuddered and her heart was cold. This feeling was too familiar.

Qing Yun gritted his teeth, no, Sima Hui, you can't have an accident. Although you are not mine, but if something happens to you, the people in this great palace cannot survive. So you can't have an accident.

Several guards passed by, and the three immediately got down.

When the guards were far away, Yan San patted Qingyun. Qingyun followed him into a narrow door. He and Wan Jun quietly lifted a heavy bookcase, revealing a gap, and got in.

It turned out that the front was on the right side of Sima Hui's seat. This gap was behind the magnificent pillars. The pillars were painted with lifelike two dragons playing beads, and the dragon seemed to fly at any time. The hall was as bright as day.

They can see the hall, but the people in the hall can't easily see them.

The concubines of the palace are already here, the door of the palace is closed tightly, and there are a lot of folds scattered on the ground, and there are a little blood. The cyan curtains dance with the wind, like spirit banners that call souls and lead the way.

King Sima Rong, the king of Yi, was holding a war sword and resting it on the neck of a concubine, his phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and he smiled evilly, and said, "Bai Taishou, you really refuse?"

There were more than a dozen court ladies and eunuchs lying on the ground.

The concubine Qingyun had seen it. It was Bai Fang, the daughter of the White Prefect. Her cheeks were blue, and the hands under her sleeves trembled, but she still bit her lips.

Bai Taishou was thin and turned his face to the side without humming.

There was another booming sound outside, sounding like a fierce battle had taken place. Qingyun thought, Sima Hui must be back.

"Father, Fang'er is not afraid." Bai Fang shook his head, her pale little face squeezed out a smile, and regardless of the blood dripping from her neck, she leaned over and knocked her head on the ground: "You can no longer serve the king. Father take care."

With a "poof", a line of blood rose into the sky, and the sharp blade pierced his chest. Bai Fang's small body shook lightly and fell to the ground.

It was like a heavy stick hitting Qingyun's head fiercely, and there was dull dull pain in his chest, like a knife stabbed in his heart, his throat was sweet. The past appeared before her like smoke.

Sima Rong put down the knife, and the blood drop slid down from the blade and landed on his boots. Standing high in the hall, he was wearing a blue iron armor, a large black cloak, blood stained on the armor, and his eyes were cold and dark, staring fixedly at the officials.

Bai Taishou yelled: "A traitor, the king will break the palace gate immediately, you don't want to get a glimpse!"

Sima Rong lifted his sword and fell with a sword to seal his throat!

"You are all important ministers. Now the entire Northern Wilderness Continent is the world of Daxing. We only need to be ministers. The Emperor Daxing will not touch us all! If you insist on independence like Sima Hui, the war will never end! "

Everyone was silent.

Sima Rong laughed: "Forget it, it's not difficult for you, let's go, where is the dragon charm?"

Dragon talisman is the imperial seal and soldier talisman of Nanzhao Kingdom.

Still no one answered.

"I heard that the dragon charm was placed in the harem, do you take the initiative to say it, or the king killed you one by one?"

At this moment, the palace gate opened, and a few quick men in black brought in a woman with scattered hair. It was Queen Yang Mingzhu. It was the little prince Sima Yu who was holding her tightly in her arms.

Qingyun was shocked, they still didn't escape! It seems that General Yang has an accident.

Qingyun heard the heavy breathing behind him, it was Yan San and Ma Jun.

Sima Rong laughed: "Very well, it's really a help to this king! Queen, you make this king easy to find."

Half of Mingzhu's face was scratched, and the corner of her mouth was bleeding. The little prince clung to his mother.

Qingyun's brain turned quickly, how could he rescue them?

Sima Rong walked over slowly, pulled the little prince by his side, stretched out his hand to lift him, and screamed.

Sima Rong smiled: "What are you nervous, how can I be willing to fall to my nephew, queen, let's say, where is the dragon talisman? Just tell me where the dragon talisman is, and let my nephew, even all the people in the palace. It's all released!"

Mingzhu said: "I don't know, the king never gave me this."

Sima Rong smiled slightly: "Okay, then I will start with my nephew's arm, oh no, it's a pity to go with one arm, hand, one left hand..."

He raised his sword as he spoke.

"Long Fu is with Concubine Xue!" Mingzhu said in pain.

Everyone was taken aback.

"Xue Fei!" Sima Rong slowly whispered.

Qingyun saw Concubine Xue kneeling there and heard her name, she slowly raised her head and stood up, holding a dagger in her hand.

"Yes, the dragon charm is with me. The king said that there is a little prince in the queen's empress, for the safety of the queen and the little prince, so the dragon charm is placed in my palace."

Sima Rong still carried Sima Yu, and slowly walked to Concubine Xue's body: "Say, where to put it? I'll let someone go and pick it up."

Concubine Xue said: "Only me and the king know where to put it, but I won't hand it to you."

She remembered what the King Admiral said when Long Fu handed over to her a year ago: "The king's wealth and life are given to you."

That was his fate. She understood that even if she died, she would not give the Dragon Talisman to Sima Rong. So many days and nights, she guarded his wealth and life for him.

Sima Rong stared at her silently, his eyes full of vigilance. Concubine Xue had two sons. He raised his voice: "Cheng Xue, don't act rashly. If you want to move, this king will kill them!"

He suddenly turned around with a sword and slashed at a woman next to him who was crying in a low voice. It was another concubine of Sima Hui. Her head fell off and blood spurted out.

The little palace lady kneeling next to her suddenly uttered a terrible scream like a she-wolf. The voice was so stern, like a terrifying ghost. The woman seemed to be frightened and screamed, covering her face and ran away, but she was guarded. The soldier chopped off his legs and feet with a single knife, and the blood was splattered on the snow-white carpet, bright red and glaring.

Concubine Xue stood motionless, trembling all over.

Sima Rong's sword was placed on Concubine Xue's neck: "Don't play tricks with me. If you don't hand it over, these people will all be buried!"

Concubine Xue stood there without humming. The hostility in Sima Rong's eyes grew deeper and deeper.

"Come on, bring Prime Minister Cheng here!"

Concubine Xue looked up at her father, "Father!"

Cheng Cheng waved his hand to her: "Don't worry about being a father! King Yi, I, Cheng Yan, don't know anything about Long Fu."

Sima Rong sneered: "The Prime Minister neither wants to support this king, but also doesn't know anything about Dragon Talisman, so you are really useless as the Prime Minister!"

As soon as the voice fell, he swung his sword and cut off Cheng Yan's left arm!

Blood spurts out!

Concubine Xue stood up with a scream.

"Sima Rong! I'm fighting with you!" Concubine Xue rushed up with a dagger, her sword had been taken away. The dagger was hidden in her boots.

Sima Rong backed up, and Concubine Xue's moves were fierce. Sima Rong couldn't dodge, his neck was scratched by a dagger, and blood beads ooze.

Sima Rong kicked, Concubine Xue fell to the ground, the dagger flew out, and the palm of his right hand was nailed to the ground by the sword of King Yi.

Sima Rong drew his sword from the ground and pointed at Concubine Xue, "Say, where to put it? With the next sword, your father's head is gone!"

Concubine Xue struggled to sit up, "I won't give it to you! You die!"

Sima Rong laughed, "Could it be that Sima Hui is more important than your father!" He raised his hand and pierced Cheng Yan's chest.

Concubine Xue fainted.

"Come here, throw her up!" Sima Rong ordered.

Qing Yun looked at the distance between her and Sima Rong.

The hall is too big, and there are densely packed archers standing in each corner. Her poison can only be effective on those close to the pillars, and the others who are too far away can't.

She turned around and asked Yan San quietly: "Is there a fire?"

"No, but I can find it."

"Okay, go! Bring the curtain here too, hurry up!" Qing Yun ordered.

Yan San disappeared immediately, and for a moment, he took back the fire sickle and a ball of curtain.

Qingyun took out two pills and handed them to Yan San and Ma Jun: "Quick, swallow them."

"what?"

"Antidote. I'll use poison in a while."

Yan San and Ma Jun looked at each other and swallowed the medicine.

Qingyun crushed the soybean beads in his pocket and sprinkled them on the curtain. Point the curtain.