After rebirth, I became the black moonlight of the tyrant

Chapter 540
It's just that the current situation doesn't seem to allow him to make too many excuses.

The envoys of various countries are still in Beijing, but An Yue's father, King Zhenbei, has just died in battle and is a hero of the Yanjing Dynasty.

If at this moment, he turned this matter into a minor one, it would definitely make the people of Zhenbei King chill, and it would be detrimental to the consolidation of his throne.

Although Li Cang has a lot of responsibilities on his shoulders, the world will eventually be unified, and he doesn't want to keep pace with any of them.

Therefore, it is better to kill Li Cang and let this day's war come quickly.

He will let the people in the world, and let the deceased father know that he is the one who can unify the four kingdoms of Kyushu.

So, at this moment, he made a decision.

"Come here, drag this obscene monk out of the palace and behead him for public display."

Hearing this, he just stood on one side indifferently, his eyes were silent, and he couldn't make any waves, as if he didn't hear Nan Rong's words.

Silent like a sculpture.

"Your Majesty, it's An Yue's fault, it's An Yue..."

"Shut up!" Nan Rong growled before An Yue finished speaking.

In a blink of an eye, Li Cang was taken out by the guards.

When Yin Jiuqing returned to Beijing with the imperial decree, he found that there were almost no people in the city, so he asked the old woman to find out.

A generation of holy monks intended to rape Princess Anyue, but was smashed by the empress dowager and the empress dowager on the spot. The emperor was furious and ordered to kill without mercy.

When hearing the news, Yin Jiuqing did not hesitate at all.

The whip was slammed on the horse's buttocks, and he ran all the way in the direction of Jiuchi Xingtai.

Suddenly there was a thunder in the sky, followed by lightning and pearl-like raindrops fell.

It fell on the house, the tree, and her face, making a crackling sound.

The bean-sized raindrops fell from the eaves, because they were too fast, like beads with broken threads, and when they fell to the ground, they turned into streams, and the sky and the earth were filled with whiteness.

The horseshoes crossed over the water and ran towards the destination even faster.

Yin Jiuqing felt that her heart had never been so panicked as it is now, as if something important was about to leave her completely.

Come to Xingtai where the crowd is surging.

The horse galloped forward, and the pedestrians who watched the excitement gave way automatically.

Just before she rushed to Xingtai, a head fell to the ground suddenly.

Rolled around in the rain, and landed steadily not far away, the bright red blood had just flowed out and was washed away by the blood.

There was a bang, a violent sudden sound, struggle and intensification, all presented in this violent wind and rainstorm! Approaching! Venting! Jumping!
Yin Jiuqing felt his eyes go dark, and he fell off the horse suddenly.

With scarlet eyes, she crawled step by step towards the man's head on Xingtai.

Her eyes were wide open, but she couldn't shed a single tear.

She climbed up to the head that had rolled to the ground, and slowly picked up the severed head in full view of everyone, under everyone's incredulous eyes.

The red lips were printed decisively.

Tears, at this moment, quietly broke the embankment, falling violently mixed with the rain, and finally, it became an uncontrollable roar.

"Li Cang—"

Her almost crazy roar shocked the sky, those civil and military officials standing in groups of three or four, and the poor people all stared in astonishment, their feet took root and could no longer move half a step.

Yin Jiuqing's body staggered for a long time, and finally fell heavily on the ground as if he had collapsed.

She just lay in the water like this, letting the heavy rain wash away, her eyes opened in despair, but her hands tightly hugged his head into her arms and covered it tightly.

Choked up and comforted, "Monk, it doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt..."

With a 'click', something fell down.

She caught a glimpse of the wooden hairpin that fell to the ground, but saw a line of Sanskrit clearly engraved on it: The Buddha is in the monk's heart, and you are in the bone marrow of the monk.

(End of this chapter)