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Chapter 57 Has Assassins

At the very moment, Feng Cangming rescued Concubine Li, but in the blink of an eye, the man in blue saw that he had failed to succeed with one move, and that what he wanted was about to be taken away by Feng Cangming. Immediately, the internal force in the palm was fully channeled by [-]%, and with one palm, he struck Feng Cangming's wrist that was stretching towards the brocade box.

Feng Cangming was startled, feeling the powerful internal force, he had no choice but to give up the brocade box temporarily, and dodged sideways to avoid the fierce attack of the man in blue!
"The emperor? There are assassins!"

Just at this moment, Han Cheng, who was waiting in the outer hall, also ran in when he heard the commotion inside, and when he saw the two people fighting inside, his expression changed and he immediately raised his sword and joined in: "Who the hell are you? How dare you break into the palace at night?"

Hearing Han Cheng's question, a pair of eyes on the snow-white cloth scarf of the man in blue just flashed a sneer, and then murderous intent appeared, in those sharp five fingers, there were dozens of thin, shiny silver fingers. Needle.

"Mist Hidden Ice Soul Needle!"

With a single sentence, Han Cheng, who was born in the Jianghu, changed his face drastically, and before he had time to think about it, he blocked Feng Cangming like an arrow from the string: "Your Majesty! Get out of the way..."

Feng Cangming was shocked, and Fang wanted to get away, but unexpectedly, at this moment, Han Cheng who stood in front of him suddenly smashed him to the ground like a broken piece of wood that was blown away.

"Han City!"

Feng Cangming only said such a name, and the severe pain in his chest immediately made him roll in his throat, and then with a "poof", he lay on the ground and vomited out a big mouthful of blood.

"I thought Feng Cangming was a long-sharpened sword buried in the ground, but unexpectedly, it turned out to be just a pile of rusty scrap iron!"

The man in blue saw the two men in the hall, one dead and the other wounded in his hands in an instant, and he walked out of the mess without hesitation.

Feng Cangming tried his best to hold back the surge of energy and blood in his chest, and pushed aside Han Cheng who had long lost his breath but still opened his eyes: "Aren't you from Pang Qingming?"

The man in blue didn't expect that Feng Cangming's first sentence would be to say this, he paused, and finally nodded in agreement: "No!"

"You're not from Nanqin either!" Feng Cangming's tone had lost the panic just now, replaced by a terrifying calmness.

The man in blue was a little taken aback, but soon he regained his composure and looked calmly at Feng Cangming who had already stood up: "Why do you see that?"

"Your Excellency has a faint clean altar fragrance, and this kind of incense smells a bit like sandalwood, but in fact, it is the incense used by Taoist disciples to enter the house and burn their bodies. In the year when I ascended the throne, because the most famous Ziyun temple in this dynasty spread the rumors that the grand master was seeking to usurp the throne, those incense trees for purifying souls had been uprooted, so don’t tell me that you smoked the fragrance of your body on purpose before coming here. went up."

Indeed, Jingshun incense means the purification of the soul of the Taoist. In Dongzhou Continent, Jinghun wood is a sacred tree enshrined by Taoist ancestors. Most people dare not use this sacred wood at all, let alone the absurdity. The incense that Cangming mentioned is incensed.

"That's right, your majesty is really smart. That's right, I'm not from Nanqin, but what if I'm not from Nanqin? What I want to take, even if it's the Heavenly Court Dragon Palace, I can still take it!"

Speaking of the last few words, the tone of the man in blue has visibly stiffened.

(End of this chapter)