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Let's say that Lord Yanchun was neither happy nor angry when he heard Yan Yi's begging for mercy, and said lightly:
"Oh? It's General Yan."
This is just the rhetoric of a high-ranking person on weekdays after meeting a low-ranking person, that's all.
Yan Yi knew Yanchun Jun's character well, that's why he was afraid like he was at the beginning. Not only was Wen Sheng not happy, but he lowered his head even lower:
"The last general is here, and I hope your lord will forgive me."
"You want meforgive you for what sin?" Yanchun Jun's tone had a sense of comfort that he was sure of winning, which made people very uncomfortable. He didn't wait for Yan Yi to answer, or the latter couldn't answer either. He asked his subordinates, "Zuo Wei, tell General Yan what crime he committed."
The swordsman who spoke earlier said arrogantly to the crowd: "As a soldier, insulting the king is a capital offense."
"My lord, forgive me!" Yan Yi begged for mercy again, as long as he could survive, he no longer wanted any dignity.
But the left guard jumped behind him and put his sword on his neck.
With such a move, the entire Feixue Pavilion became even quieter. Just after this silence lasted for three seconds, Jun Yanchun, who was sitting in the red tent and out of the dimly lit area at the gate, spoke again.
"Zhao Guo's music and dance are unparalleled in the world. Yan's youth in Handan toddled without the essence, and became a joke of the Seven Kingdoms"
Drip The sound of pouring wine suddenly sounded, mixed with Yanchun Jun's voice, one old and one crisp, so obvious. Yanchun Jun stopped, and all the people present looked in the direction of the voice in surprise.
I saw an 8-year-old child with a silver ring studded with jewels standing in front of the fence, pouring wine from a wine glass. It was almost full, he put the wine jug on the fence, raised the wine glass and took a generous sip. Then, the eyes that were as black as lacquer turned from head-to-head and pierced the red tent man, releasing a sharp light.
"Pretentious, it's really an eyesore!"
It couldn't be more obvious to whom this was being addressed. But the still immature child's voice carried a chill that sent chills down the spine. Therefore, after people listened to it, there was no response for a long time.
"Hmph!" Jun Yanchun finally got angry.
Perhaps because of his face, he did not issue orders hysterically.
However, the sword-wielding guard standing on the left side of the sedan chair had lowered his center of gravity, wanting to jump behind the child on the second floor like the previous guard. I believe that this time, he will not just place the sword on the child's neck, but will directly behead him for public display.
However, faster than him was a black sword coming towards him with a howling wind. He just got up his strength, and when his body left some ground, he felt the coldness piercing through his chest. Immediately afterwards, a powerful force caused his body to slam back involuntarily.
With a loud crack, the black sword must have pierced through the golden car floor behind him. The black sword hadn't stopped so far, how much force it carried The guard only felt that it was still extending in his chest until it reached the gauntlet, and then brought him to a stop. At this time, the black sword probably penetrated the ground half a foot deep.
The guard, who was in pain all over his body, couldn't help screaming. The place where the blade pierced was his right chest, and he was not dead yet. It's just that the big wound near the mouth of a bowl that was torn open by the strong force can't be healed no matter what. In the end, he howled miserably for three seconds, twitched a few times, and finally died.
"Heh heh heh I still think it's better to talk face to face like this."
The children on the second floor laughed a few times and spoke again. Only then did people recover from the accident just now.
Someone discovered that the attack just now did not know whether it shocked Mr. Yanchun or frightened Mr. Yanchun. In short, he is now lying on the left side of the sedan chair looking at the children upstairs with a frightened expression.
Standing behind Jingyu, Qing'er covered her mouth with an expression of wanting to cry.
'Young master, this is not the state of Chu, youhow can you mess around. '
Facing the strange eyes of everyone, Jingyu didn't care. He picked up the jug again and poured wine into his glass.
The left guard who was standing behind Yan Yi with his sword around his neck seemed to think that this was a chance to take down Jingyu Indeed, the sword was not by Jingyu's side, and Jingyu was pouring wine and concentrating again on wine glasses. Zuo Wei retracted his sword, jumped up, and swung his sword on the way to Jingyu.
However, he suddenly saw a big hand covering his head and face.
Before he could figure it outp; Of these, it is naturally impossible for Jingyu to tell the same doubtful people present. Moreover, to be able to do this, another ability is needed - to listen to the voice of all things. It itself is a high-level expression of knowledge and arrogance, how could it not be able to 'hear' the voice of the human body? It's just that when Jingyu is very powerful, he basically doesn't use it to 'listen' to human voices. Now, his strength has weakened, so he will naturally reactivate it.
The enemy's movement is well known, and then just make an attack and wait for the enemy to hit him. Therefore, his first sword looked powerful, but it was just a false move.
Seeing this, Qing'er on the second floor heaved a sigh of relief, and sat down weakly on the ground. In just a moment, she saw the abyss of despair That feeling is really uncomfortable.
'Little Lord! '
She hugged her sword, praying to become stronger so that she could protect him from harm.
Jingyu drew out the black sword, swung the blade, and looked at the sluggish Yanchun Jun. The body of the volleying assassin man fell to the ground, and the heavy sound brought him back to his senses. With a scream, he took a step back and tripped himself to the ground unbearably.
"Kill him, kill him quickly!" He was hysterical this time.
The soldiers in armor around looked at each other, with fear flashing in their eyes. After following Lord Yanchun for a long time, he naturally knew how terrifying that assassin man was. Even he was killed, is there any hope for them to go together?
Just when they were hesitating like this, Jingyu had already taken a step and came in front of Yanchun Jun. The black sword pressed on Yanchun Jun's neck, and pressed him to his knees on the ground when he just got up. In this way, even with Jingyu's current height, he can speak condescendingly.
"Can you agree to my condition just now?" He asked with a sneer.
Yanchun Jun was puzzled for a moment before he remembered what he said, "Promise, I promise, I will give you whatever you want."
"That's good."
The corner of Jingyu's mouth suddenly formed an evil arc, and with a swing of the black sword, he chopped off Yanchun Jun's head!
"I said, use your head to exchange with you. Now, I will return the head to you."
It turned out that what he said meant to cut off the head and return it to the other party? Many people who thought of this and saw the chubby head rolling down at his feet couldn't help but feel a chill in their hearts
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