Wu Qimai sat squarely, like a thick wall.

"A smell of blood... I smelled it when I entered the door." He put down the memorial in his hand, his eyes circulated on the faces of the two people at the door, and then stopped on Yelu Hongyu's face, "... I recognize you. We have seen it on the battlefield. His martial arts are very powerful. He wants to kill my brother among thousands of troops... He almost made you successful at that time."

The candlelight on the bronze flashed out Yelu Hongyu and casually closed the door. The woman walked to the edge of the light and turned her head: "Aren't you afraid of death?"

"Among thousands of troops... I'm killed, die?" The figure behind the Dragon Case's tone slowed down slightly, and the tone of a smile suddenly raised. "I've never been afraid. The Jurchens destroyed Liao one after another, and the one who attacked Wu Cheng was brave. If the Jurchen emperor was like a waving tail and begging for mercy, how could he have the right to sit on this dragon throne?"

The tall figure slowly stood up, Wu Qimai supported the table, "... But after you kill me, you may not be able to escape. There is a little noise here, and the guards around you will come immediately. I don't know what method you used to come in, but if you want to go out, you may have to save your life."

"Then let's leave your life..." Bai Ning, who had not spoken in, licked his lips, opened his mouth to reveal his white teeth, "Then we'll get it!"

The wind passes, and the lights sway.

In the suffocating silence, a moment. A soft sentence from the other party made Wu Qimai's body full of coldness. In the moment when the other party's eyes were sharp, a cold murderous intent rushed towards him. The next moment, he suddenly shouted, hooked his hands on the corner of the Long Cen and lifted it out with force.

Bang

The heavy long table flew up suddenly and hit the two people in front with a loud bang. As the memorials on it, the ink inkstone and even the whole yellow silk were flying.

The moment he approached Bai Ning, a foot on his side reached over and kicked the heavy and rolling table. There was another loud bang. With a loud bang, a huge force passed through the middle. The dragon table was directly broken into two pieces and flew away to the left and right, shattering the bookshelf and chairs on both sides.

In an instant, wood chips and dust splashed.

The tall figure strides forward in the chaotic dust, and a steel knife slashes out from his hand. The momentum of the knife is like returning to the bloody battlefield back then.

With a slap, the blade was in the gap between the figure and the other party gently clamped it with two fingers. The old giant bear roared angrily and raised his foot. The cold face on the opposite side curled the corner of his mouth, raised his lower robe, and lifted his legs faster, kicking the emperor's belly.

Wu Qimai's body was like being hit by a speeding war horse. In a blink of an eye, he flew up and hit the back of the dragon chaise, and with the heavy throne making a squeaking sound, hitting the wall.

The dust fell down.

"….Haha..." Blood flowed from Wu Qimai's mouth on his chest, his lips trembled and made a sound, "….This feeling is like being hit by a cavalry of the Liao people back then, it hurts so much..."

His body was already in the twilight period, and he could bear it if he was young, but at this time... the Emperor of Jin still struggled to get up from the dragon throne and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

He smiled and stood up high, and he said, "…. People cannot die, otherwise I will embarrass him when I go down... to see my brother."

Outside the imperial study room, there were many footsteps sounding, coming towards this side. Wu Qimai smiled and said to Bai Ning and the other two: "Look... The Jurchen Warriors are here. Even if I will die today, two will accompany you. When you get down, let's continue fighting!"

The words fell.

"Ah," he shouted, spread his hands and rushed forward.

Facing the arms of the figure who was extremely skilled in martial arts, Wu Qimai roared and became more and more majestic. When he faced him, his robe sleeves came and he slammed his whole body and took a few steps back one after another, spitting a mouthful of blood, and his body swayed.

"Do it," Yelu Hongyu shouted at Bai Ning.

Behind the two of them, the entire door and window shattered, and figures rushed in from outside. The emperor swayed and fixed his burly body, picked up the steel knife that fell on the ground, and held it in his hand.

"Juchenwan..."

He reached out and pinched his neck with one hand, and the blood foam stumbled out of the corner of the emperor's mouth. Before the last sound of "Sui" was shouted, it stopped abruptly, and his huge body was lifted up.

Bai Ning didn't even look at the soldiers rushing behind him, and took a step forward and smashed it hard on the floor tiles.

boom

The cracks of the spider webs spread rapidly in an instant. On the burly body and shoulders, the emperor's head could not withstand the huge squeeze. With a puff, his neck suddenly broke and a bloody light shot out.

Wu Qimai's head rolled on the ground.

At that moment, all the guards coming in were stunned, staring at the ground, staring at the spinning heads, and no one started to take action for a while.

In the study, in extremely strange and dull horror, Bai Ning picked up the head and held it in his hand, held it to a level of sight. Looking at Wu Qimai Shang's face that had not had time to close his eyes, he simply said: "The Jin Kingdom...there is no hope."

Then he put down his arm and continued to carry it, turning around and walking outward.

On the outside, the guard who finally reacted, rushed over with a knife and slashed hard. Bai Ning's empty hand lightly knocked away the steel knife. While the nail was nailed through the bookshelf, the guard was pressed by Bai Ning's palm on his head and sank down.

My head suddenly pressed down on my shoulders, and the position of my neck disappeared.

"Snatch Your Majesty's head back..." Someone shouted there. Before he could take a few steps, a woman's figure smashed into the crowd. The person who had just called out slammed out of the crowd and rushed out of the study.

Yelu Hongyu snatched a spear and stabbed the crowd a few times. As the body fell down, she turned to Bai Ning and shouted: "Let's go... and go down, there will be more guards."

Bai Ning walked in the crowd, his head and neck were broken, and blood dripped all the way.

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The same moment.

The alarm bell of the palace rang, and the general guarding the imperial city pulled over the deputy general and said, "You leave and bring people into the palace to protect Your Majesty. The remaining generals strictly guarded the surroundings of the palace and were wary of assassins escaping into the city."

Then, he pulled the horse head and took thousands of soldiers and divided into groups to search the city wall.

On the other end of the secret passage, in the house, the moment the alarm bell of the imperial city sounded, Sun no longer raised his face from the shadow, staring at the entrance of the secret passage nervously.

"Brother-in-law... don't have any trouble, otherwise you won't be able to explain to your sister."

Not long after, Sun No longer could no longer stand it, and he was holding a stick and preparing to go downstairs. At the same time, the gate of the courtyard was also slapped at this moment.

With the sound of storm, the thin black figure turned his head and stopped his thoughts. Then, he walked out of the woodshed and dragged the copper stick towards the direction of the gate.
Chapter completed!