Came out again after the massacre.

The loyal ministers of the former emperor are dead, and the rest of them are all people who are afraid of death who have taken refuge in the new emperor, so when they saw the former queen who was thrown out of the carriage and covered in blood, although they were all feeling sorry and lamenting for him, no one stood up for him.

This is the emperor of South Vietnam!

This is the emperor who was still sitting on the dragon chair yesterday, high above!

Killing people is not enough, and at this moment, their former emperor was trampled on the ground like this with blood.

Seeing Murong Qianyun walking slowly, the hundred officials gave way one after another, although they felt that this person was cruel and unkind, but no one dared to stand up and criticize what he was doing at the moment.

Murong Yan glanced at Murong Tianyun's personal guards, and immediately, a basin of cold water that had already been prepared was mercilessly splashed on Murong Xiao and Qianye Ming's bodies.

Stimulated by the cold water, Murong smiled and woke up. Glancing at the Thousand Nights beside him, his eyes were closed, and he seemed to have only one breath left.

Murong Xiao crawled to Qianye Ming's side with one hand, and held his hand tightly with the only remaining hand.

Only then did Murong Yan fire three shots at them, and each time, he used his strong true qi and body to protect her. Of the three explosions, she was not injured in a single one. But he was covered in wounds, and there was hardly any intact skin.

Feeling the warm touch of Murong Xiao, he woke up in the dark for a thousand nights.

Like Murong Xiao, he didn't even glance at the people around him, and he showed a reassuring smile to Murong Xiao as if no one was around.

"Xiao'er, I'm sorry, it's me who is incompetent and can't get you out." Qianye Ming lay on the ground completely unable to move, and the words that came out of his mouth were extremely deflating, but his eyes were full of pampering and smiling, and there was no fear of dying at all.

The nine months that Murong Xiao left him were the darkest days in his life. In the past, no matter how his father and mother excluded him, how his brothers framed him, and how traitors brutalized him, he never despaired.

But after Murong Xiao left him, he felt as if his life had been drained alive. It's a kind of loneliness where the sky is falling!

At this moment, although his body hurts a lot, his heart is full of happiness. As long as she can return to him, even if it is death, he feels very happy.

Murong smiled slightly, shook his head and said, "It's okay, who won't die?" I don't want to be the eighth king! Also, I'm happy to be with you. ”

Completely ignoring Murong Tianyun and Murong Yan, who twitched slightly at the corners of their lips, the two continued to lie on the ground and chat face-to-face.

"Remember what I said to you just now."

"Hmm." Murong smiled and nodded: "Don't worry, I was blinded by lard in the first two lives, and if I believe in someone who shouldn't be believed, I will definitely not be in the next life." ”

Hearing Murong Xiao's words, the corners of Murong Tianyun and Murong Yan on the side twitched again.

This hateful dead woman is about to see Hades, and her mouth is still so vicious! One moment scolding them for being the king's eight, and the other scolding them for lard.

Looking at Qianye Ming with a happy smile on his face, Murong smiled and said, "You could have escaped, but you were trampled on like this for me, I'm sorry." ”

"I have earned such a short humiliation in this life in exchange for the happiness of my next life."