Dong Gong Mei

Chapter 892 I Want to Judge Personally

Li Chengfeng stood in the forest, his brows and eyes reflecting the light of the knife, as sharp as frost.

Behind him, hundreds of cavalrymen are lined up in battle formation; in front of him, thousands of arrows are ready to be

The armor made a clanging sound, and a guard came running over: "Your Majesty! We found this!"

Liu Jishan frowned and looked at Zhao Xiwei, and both of them secretly thought that something was wrong.

"Send it up."

The emperor's few words added a bit of solemnity to the valley.

"Yes." The guard stepped forward respectfully and presented something with both hands, "Your Majesty, please make the decision."

Zhao Xi raised his head in a daze, and saw the emperor sitting on horseback, casually stretching out his hand, his palm facing up. Torches were blazing all around, and a hazy light was emitted from his fingertips, which made Zhao Xi squint his eyes.

His slender knuckles were slightly curled up, and the objects in his palms were colorful, with red and yellow interlaced, changing unpredictably in his palms.

It's talisman paper.

During the fight just now, the strange talisman paper was accidentally taken away by King Jin.

Zhao Xiwei heard a click in her heart. Before she could react, she heard Li Xuanye speak: "Drive my soul away..." He slowly recited the words above, his emotions as calm as if he was not involved in the matter. "Drive my soul away, and I wish to be reborn... Shen Yuqing, Gu..."

When he said the word "Gu", he paused suddenly.

His breath stagnated for a moment, he retracted his fingers, held the talisman paper, and raised his eyes to scan the people in the forest.

Zhao Xiwei's throat tightened, and in that brief moment, he felt a pressure he had never felt before.

His eyes were cold, neither sharp nor violent, but like a thousand-pound rock, pressing everyone to hold their breath.

The emperor was angry and laid down millions of corpses.

Even those fearless warriors stepped back subconsciously.

The emperor's gaze slowly swept around, lingering on each of the people in the forest.

He looked at the guards who were kneeling on the ground in fear and trepidation to report; he looked at Li Chengfeng who was unwilling to give up and clenched his fists; he looked at the man in black who was ready to die and would never give up; he looked at Liu Jishan who was at the end of his strength and clutching the broken sword.

Finally, his eyes fell on Zhao Xiwei.

At this moment, Zhao Xiwei suddenly felt a sense of despair as if he was imprisoned by fate.

She didn't want to die. Even though she had lost her memory, she was still trying to find evidence. However, the evidence she found was the most indisputable evidence - her mother and his queen mother left such a strange spell!

She wanted to recall the past and try to find something useful to defend herself.

however--

There was a sudden breeze beside my ears and my neck suddenly tightened.

A hand suddenly clamped her throat with such force that she almost fell to the ground. She was like a light kite, being forcibly lifted up by that hand.

The wound on her arm was also pulled, and she almost fainted from the pain.

"Brother Emperor!"

Li Chengfeng's voice rang in his ears, with a hint of sarcasm in it: "This woman is not only the culprit who killed my mother, but also the accomplice who killed your mother. Originally, she should have been killed and paid with her life, but you showed favoritism and protected her several times. Good!"

He laughed, "If you don't want to kill me, then I will do it! Since you are here, I will tell you clearly that on the day my mother is buried, I will use her head as a sacrifice!"

“Li Chengfeng!” Liu Jishan rushed over, “Let her go!” He shouted angrily, almost breaking his voice, “Let Awei go!”

Li Chengfeng was agile. He spun around and kicked sideways. With just one sweep, Liu Jishan was flung away and fell on the rocks.

"Puff!" His internal strength was severely damaged. When he fell, he spat out a mouthful of blood, which was shocking in the firelight.

"Uncle Liu!" Zhao Xiwei screamed in surprise.

"Liu——" He only called out halfway when he suddenly felt his throat choked.

Li Chengfeng exerted force with his hands, almost crushing her throat. Accompanied by violent coughing, she felt her legs had left the ground.

"Li Chengfeng!"

Suddenly, there was a roar of anger. She couldn't hear what was said afterwards. Her ears were only buzzing. Her eyes were dark and her breathing was getting harder and harder. Was she going to die...?
The corners of her eyes felt hot, she didn't know if it was from the tears she coughed up or from the rain. At the moment of death, she suddenly had a moment of clarity and her senses briefly returned to normal.

The fire was as bright as day. She saw the cavalry marching out, saw thousands of crossbows raised high, saw the young emperor raising his arm, saw him drawing the bow and arrow. Her vision was particularly clear at this moment. Even at a distance of more than ten steps, she clearly saw him narrow one eye. The arrow flashed with a cold light and was aimed at her without hesitation!

“Li Xuanye!” Liu Jishan screamed, desperate and mad, “Awei!!”

Zhao Xiwei wanted to struggle, but her neck was strangled tightly.

A wave of pain surged into my heart.

She no longer remembered what happened in Chang'an, but she clearly remembered that before her mother died, she held her hand and solemnly told her to live well.

live...

Just a short sentence, just a few simple words, turned out to be so difficult.

Is her life in her own hands?

"Snap!" With a sound of breaking through the air, the arrow left the bowstring and shot straight towards her.

She opened her eyes wide, and the cold light of the arrow was reflected in her pupils.

The wind whistled in her ears and the breath of death suddenly hit her. Her pupils dilated several times and she stared at the sharp arrow.

"Puff!" The sound of a sharp weapon piercing flesh made her blood vessels jump and her throat tremble.

After a moment of numbness, the neck suddenly loosened, a sound of "Ah" pierced the night sky, and someone fell to the ground with a "thump". "Li Xuanye you!" a voice came from behind.

Zhao Xi turned around and saw Li Chengfeng lying on the ground, blood gushing out from his palms, soaking his sleeves. His eyes were filled with shock and anger: "Li Xuanye, you actually! You are the emperor, you actually!"

But the young emperor ignored him and only ordered: "Capture them all!"

"Yes!"

The clear echo shook the valley.

In an instant, the flashes of swords and the shadows of knives were intertwined, and the smell of blood lingered in the nose.

But Zhao Xiwei's surroundings were surprisingly safe. Even if someone in the melee accidentally rushed towards her, they would be intercepted by the guards in mid-air in an instant.

But Zhao Xiwei did not notice this detail. She just stared blankly at Li Chengfeng on the ground, feeling a cold sweat on her back soaking her clothes.

This arrow was extremely clever and dangerous. Zhao Xiwei saw clearly that the sharp arrow pierced the back of Li Chengfeng's hand but did not penetrate the palm - at that time his palm was tightly clasped around her throat. If it had penetrated, she would have fallen to the ground.

It seems that Li Xuanye really wants to kill her!
He was going to kill her.

She couldn't help but touch her neck, and the feeling of surviving a disaster came over her. She raised her eyes again and cast her gaze towards the man who dominated her life - Li Xuanye.

He sat on a white horse, his sleeves embroidered with gold patterns fluttering in the night. The torches were bright, lighting up the night sky behind him, and the green pines and cypresses became his backdrop.

When she was looking at him, he was also looking at her. He still held the bow in his hand, his eyes still slightly narrowed. When their eyes met, his eyes revealed an undisguised coldness.

With the emperor in person and the guards he brought with him being all top masters, more than a dozen martial arts warriors had no desire to fight anymore and were soon all captured. Each one of them was tied up like dumplings.

The leading guard pushed the group of people in front of the emperor and reported: "All the people in Jueminglou have been arrested. Your Majesty, please make your decision!"

"Hand it over to the Supreme Court for a thorough interrogation. No one should be left out."

"Yes!"

Immediately, someone took all the men in black away.

After everything was done, the guards mounted their horses one after another.

The leading guard glanced at Zhao Xiwei, then at Liu Jishan. Seeing that the emperor had not spoken yet, he hesitated for a while, but could not help but ask: "Then these two..."

"Take them together."

"Ah?" The guard opened his mouth in disbelief, looking at Zhao Xiwei with sympathy: "Take him away? Take him to the Imperial Court as well?"

His Majesty the Emperor took the reins without even looking at him: "Send him to the Purple Palace. I will try him myself!"

Sorry for the long hiatus...

No one may believe me if I explain the reason again, but this is really because of my poor health... (Since a special situation, my health has completely collapsed. The sequelae are really troublesome. I saw that some people became depressed because of this. Everyone should pay attention to their health and never be careless.)