The most powerful emperor system

Chapter 828 Yan Xingyu's Sorrow

Numerous court ladies and eunuchs were killed and injured everywhere, and Jin Yiwei and the Imperial Army were also devastated, turning into balls of minced meat!
Seeing this tragic situation, the powerful masters of the Dugu family laughed heartily, as if they were watching a bloody monkey show.

On the side of Xiongjian Peak, hundreds of swordsmen were expressionless, surrounded by swords, looking for the location of Luoyang in the broken palace.

"Stop! Enough!"

There was a sound of angry shouting, and a great righteousness emerged from a collapsed palace, and then I saw a young man with raised eyebrows and burning anger standing in the void, it was Zhang Wenyuan.

"Stop? Who do you think you are, you little bastard, how dare you yell at this general?" The general immediately became angry, looked at Zhang Wenyuan coldly, and said angrily.

A slap-sized token appeared in the palm of Zhang Wenyuan's palm: "My son, the son of Zhang Xuanling, the prime minister of Zuoxiangfu, Zhang Wenyuan!"

"Master Xiangye!" The middle-aged man was taken aback for a moment, then opened his eyes wide to look at the token, trying to discern the authenticity, even the white-haired swordsman from Xiongjian Peak became serious.

The Zhang family is also one of the princes of the 24th Route, and Zhang Xuanling is a great Confucian who came out of the White Deer Academy.

He is the head of the civil servants from the rank of the prince, from the official to the prime minister. His cultivation is the king, and his status is far above that of his patriarch, Dugu Changhong!

If the person standing in front of him is really Zhang Xuanling's son, even if he had a hundred guts, he wouldn't dare to attack him, otherwise he would cause disaster, and the Dugu family would not be able to survive alone.

Zhang Wenyuan is a real gold man who is not afraid of fire. With a flick of his finger, the token flew directly into the middle-aged man's hand. The man observed carefully up and down, nodded and threw it to the white-haired swordsman.

The red-faced white-haired swordsman turned over and looked at it for a long time, and finally handed it back to Zhang Wenyuan solemnly.

"The last general doesn't know that it's the young prince who came here again, so please forgive me." The middle-aged general said: "In this case, the young prince, please leave this place, and don't make the last general difficult."

The white-haired swordsman also nodded: "Mr. Zhang, please leave. I will send my disciples to protect me all the way. I will definitely not let Mr. Zhang encounter danger."

Zhang Wenyuan sneered when he heard the words, squinted his eyes and said, "Are you teaching me how to do this? I can stay wherever I want in this world, and stay as long as I want!"

"This son can even stay in His Majesty's imperial study for three days and three nights without being expelled. Why do you think you are more majestic than His Majesty the Emperor?"

This sentence is heartbreaking. The middle-aged general is already sweating on his forehead. This sentence is not easy to answer. If he doesn't deal with it well, he may have to confess for the rest of his life.

If someone else said that, he wouldn't care, but this is the son of the famous Zhang Xuanling, once he speaks, I'm afraid it will go straight to heaven!

Perhaps His Majesty the Emperor and his elders will spare him if they don't remember the villain's mistakes, but his master Dugu Changhong will directly kill him in order to stop Youyou's mouth!
The white-haired swordsman looked at his nose, nose, and heart, and he looked like he had nothing to do with himself. He was from Xiongjianfeng, so there was no need to go to the muddy waters of the court.

You must know that there are countless kings in the Great Tang Emperor Zhaoxiong Sword Peak, and there are many strong men. Even the imperial court dare not show their teeth to them. This is also the confidence of the white-haired swordsman!

The middle-aged general faltered and said: "The little prince is serious. How dare the general dare to expel the young prince. It's just that this is a battlefield, and there will inevitably be dangers. We are thinking about the safety of the young prince."

"You are worried about the safety of this son." Zhang Wenyuan said angrily, "Please leave quickly!"

Zhang Wenyuan is also beating a small drum in his heart now. He knew about Luoyang's killing of Duguhu, and he was working up and down through the relationship between the imperial court, but he didn't expect the other party to come so quickly!
The middle-aged general looked embarrassed, and it was obviously impossible for him to leave. Once he went back, his master might pull out his family's skin to vent his anger!

So at this time, he could only bite the bullet and say: "Little prince, you have to be considerate of the difficulties of the last general! The last general is a subordinate of King Dugu, and now that the adults have orders, he can only offend the little prince. "

"What do you want to do?" Zhang Wenyuan opened his eyes wide and angry, pointed at the general and said, "You have eaten the heart of a bear and the guts of a leopard, so you can't do it against me?"

"The last general dare not!" The middle-aged general straightened his back after making up his mind, and waved his hand and said: "Come here, protect the safety of the little prince!"

Suddenly a chariot drove up, and two mighty statues came out from above, and they controlled Zhang Wenyuan, and it was useless to let Zhang Wenyuan scold him again and again.

Although his noble status made these people jealous and scrupulous, but his strength was too weak to make any waves, so he could only watch these people commit violence.

The white-haired swordsman pointed his finger, and the majestic sword light splashed out. The storm of sword energy was raging, and the torn apart palace was divided into pieces in a blink of an eye.

Those court ladies, eunuchs, royal guards, imperial guards, and officials on duty almost all died without a place to bury them.

Suddenly, this person's eyes flashed, and he grabbed a chaotic palace out of thin air and exploded, and caught a tall woman from it.

This woman has a beautiful and gentle face, a slim and enchanting figure, and a long blue dress that spreads like lotus leaves. She is Yan Xingyu!

At this moment, Yan Xingyu's face was pale, her hair was disheveled, and she panicked. She never thought that such a thing would happen in the majestic city. The sky collapsed, the mountains and rivers were full of blood, and the colorful world became a hell on earth.

Zhang Wenyuan was also shocked, he was so exhausted from working up and down these days, he thought Yan Xingyu was with Luoyang in Yanzhi Mountain, but he didn't expect to be here!

"What's going on here?" Zhang Wenyuan sent a voice transmission secretly, and there was his cronies in the palace, who was also an old slave he brought from the Prime Minister's Mansion, whose cultivation was in the realm of reaching the sky, so he was not robbed.

This old slave was not only his bodyguard but also the head of intelligence, he could not hide all kinds of news from his eyes and ears, and immediately said: "Young master, Miss Yan came back to organize the birthday banquet for her master."

"Birthday feast?"

Zhang Wenyuan was dumbfounded when he heard it, and he scolded that guy Gu Shanhe hundreds of times in his heart: "Why is Gu Shanhe not having a good time for his birthday, but it's just at this juncture!"

"If Yan Xingyu can't keep it, His Majesty might be crazy! At that time, he will really go crazy and fight with the Dugu family and Xiongjianfeng. Wouldn't his painstaking efforts of the past few months be in vain?"

The white-haired swordsman instinctively thought that this woman was unusual, because it was said that only queens were eligible to live in the palace he had just crushed. If she was a queen, she would know the whereabouts of the emperor!
"Who are you?" The white-haired swordsman's voice was cold and trembling with metal: "Tell me, where is Luoyang! Tell him where he is hiding, and I might consider to spare your life!"

Yan Xingyu's face paled, but after all, he is the one who will be the mother of the world in the future, and he has a grandeur in his chest, so he quickly calmed down. She has already heard that these people are targeting Luoyang.

She stood up reluctantly, smoothed her messy hair, and sternly yelled: "You dog thief, can you kill innocent people indiscriminately just because of your strength?"

"Look at these dead people, which one of them offended you? They are all law-abiding people, kind and humble people! You don't ask indiscriminate slaughter, how are you different from beasts?"

Yan Xingyu's pupils were filled with blood, her delicate body trembled, and the bloody smell from her nose made her heart tremble. She was indeed afraid, but now it was more anger and hatred!

Yan Xingyu angrily scolded many powerful people: "Could it be that the means of flying into the sky and turning the clouds and rain are the reasons for you to mutilate living beings and innocent people? You are devoid of conscience and murder like hemp, and your numerous crimes should be punished by heaven and earth!"

The white-haired swordsman's face was as gloomy as a cloud of ten thousand acres in an instant, he only asked a question but was scolded like a bloody sprayer, as high as when did he suffer such an insult?
"Bitch, did you give me a face? Since you are not flattering me, I don't mind giving you a ride!" The white-haired swordsman flashed the sword in his hand: "Even if I kill you, I can still find that little thief!"

"Stop!" Zhang Wenyuan was really anxious. He had already sent a letter to Luoyang asking him to bring the Yanzhishan army to help, but obviously he still couldn't catch up.

Zhang Wenyuan's eyes were red, and he struggled crazily, but was firmly stopped by two powerful statues: "You can't kill her! Otherwise you will regret it! I swear by the name of the Zhang family, you can't kill her!"

The white-haired swordsman also lost his temper: "Little prince, if I don't kill you, I'm giving him face! And if I'm blocked from killing this ordinary woman, where will my Xiongjianfeng's face go?"

"So you don't need to worry about this little prince, I have my own opinion!" The white-haired swordsman pointed his finger, and Zhang Wenyuan stood there in a daze, unable to do anything except move his eyes.

After all, this white-haired swordsman is a big shot in the nine layers of heaven. How can he, a Nirvana monk, fight against him?Even adding a whole body of treasures can't break this restriction!
"So what about death? Do you think you can cover up your crimes by killing me? You will be punished sooner or later!"

Yan Xingyu was actually laughing at the last moment, she is a gentle and virtuous woman, her dream is to marry Mr. Ruyi, and then take care of her husband and teach her children to live her own life.

But at this time, she must have her own responsibilities. She wants to save Luoyang with her own death. Now she thinks about the safety of her lover, and suddenly feels a lot of courage in her chest.

She stood upright, letting the strong wind blow her skirt and black hair, and her graceful face exuded a noble and faint smile at this time, with a poignant feeling of wild peonies in the wind and rain.

The white-haired swordsman made a move, and a majestic sword light pierced through the air, leaving a trace of metal texture in mid-air, and the sound of the sonic boom did not even come out.

"No!" Zhang Wenyuan was about to go crazy, but it was useless. His old slave was no match for this person, so he could only watch helplessly as the sword pierced Yan Xingyu's chest!

"Star language! No!"

There was another miserable howl, and Yan Xingyu, who was picked up on the tip of the sword, reluctantly turned around, and saw Luoyang, who was rushing forward in a uniform. He came in such a hurry, that he was alone.

"Luoyang, go away!" Yan Xingyu was already very weak, his eyes were dark, but now he was extremely anxious, standing on the tip of the sword and struggling, waving Luoyang to leave, fearing that he would be robbed and die.

"Why is that?"

Blood and tears flowed from Luoyang's eyes. He felt that his heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys had been torn apart. What is heart-piercing and heart-wrenching? Luoyang really felt it now.

(End of this chapter)