Stretched out his hand to hug Shen Qingjue, hugged him horizontally, gently put him on the couch, and then helped him cover the quilt well.

Chu Yanhuan looked like he was still alive.

Then, the young empress took down the sword hanging beside her and walked down the white marble steps step by step.

The Assassin was still being held on the ground by the Praetorian Guards.

Chu Yanhuan stood in front of her, and the three-foot Qingfeng in his hand waved.

There was an eerie chill on the Empress's expressionless face, and she held the female assassin's chin with her sword and asked, "Why did you assassinate me?" ”

The tone is gloomy and treacherous, and it makes people shudder to listen to it carefully.

No one doubted that this tyrannical young emperor wanted to kill this person.

The female assassin glared at Chu Yanhuan and scolded: "Dog Emperor, who made you seal the city, do you know...... My father and mother died inside because of the lockdown order you issued! ”

Then she disguised herself as the assistant of the imperial doctor and infiltrated the palace, wanting to assassinate Chu Yanhuan.

Hear this.

The empress laughed, laughing so much that she could barely straighten up, and her laughter was almost crazy, with a little sadness.

You see, you see.

This is the people she wants to save at all costs.

And now he pointed a knife at her?

How ridiculous?

She killed Shen Qingjue, she killed Shen Qingjue...... This sentence echoed in Chu Yanhuan's mind like a magic spell.

The empress gradually put away her smile, her delicate snow-white face was expressionless, and her voice was a little eerie in this huge palace.

"Drag her down."

"I'm going to kill her myself."

……

In the prison of this night, the terrible screams continued to sound.

The empress, who is high above, killed a person with her own hands for the first time.

Knife by knife, knife into the bone.

But it was forced to make her last to die.

The blood flowed almost all over the ground, lining the pale and oppressive cell, and the poignant and treacherous extreme collision was like the bloom of Manju Sahua, exuding the beauty of death.

Afterwards.

Chu Yanhuan washed his hands many times, until those slender and white hands were clean again and not stained with dust.

How could she be willing to touch him with her dirty hands.

The slender fingers were raised, and slowly touched the beautiful face of the snow-clothed prime minister, and there was some strange tenderness between the empress's eyebrows.

"Little brother, don't be afraid, we'll see you again soon......"

Hearing this, the system in the space was stunned: [, what's the situation, the host knows that Shen Qingjue is the Lord of the Heavenly Dao? 】

Then it watched as Chu Yanhuan raised his hands as slender as jade.

Fingers flew, gradually forming an intricate palm print, and the bright white light of the stars lingered around her.

On the girl's expressionless face, the dark eyes were as delicate as ink.

The world almost fell apart and then returned to the way it was.

Even the system in the space felt a tearing sensation, which was an oppressive force from the depths of the soul.

The light group almost screamed, and the hair exploded, [Host, what are you doing? Stop, are you crazy! 】

Isn't that crazy?

Chu Yanhuan was using the power of the fallen gods, and such a terrifying power was overwhelming, almost destroying everything.

Suddenly.

The girl bent down violently, covered her chest with her hands, and spat out a mouthful of blood.

This body could not withstand her own strength.

Chu Yanhuan muttered, "Why, why is this happening? ”

"Why can't I find his soul?"

Chu Yanhuan almost collapsed, the corners of his miserable white lips continued to overflow with blood, but his dark eyes dimmed at the moment, and there was no previous star shining.

"Isn't he a human being, he entered the six realms of reincarnation after death, why can't I find him, why? That's impossible? ”

Chu Yanhuan was almost hysterical.

Until a pair of delicate and slender hands grasped her shoulders.

These hands are extremely beautiful, just by looking at the hands, you can see how magnificent its owner is.

"Calm down, Fu Yue."

The low magnetic and cold voice seems to contain the far-reaching laws of the Great Dao, and it is extremely good-sounding, clear and clear like a mountain spring.