Allure of the World Chapter 280: Nan Zhao Fengyun

A guard at the back was chasing closely, Qingyun turned around, and the man rushed up!

As soon as Qingyun's sword was raised, the attacking man screamed "ah", a blood hole in his chest, and fell backwards.

Qingyun froze for a moment, isn't she, she hasn't made a move yet.

A force passed from behind her, and she was pulled behind her. Qing Yun saw that it was Sima Hui's two bodyguards, Yan San and Wan Jun, who had left behind to protect her.

The two men shot fiercely and without hesitation, they killed the two dozen people like cutting cabbage in a moment.

So bloody, Qingyun felt dizzy.

Looking at the skills of these two, they are more like killers.

"Has the Queen Mother escaped?" Qingyun asked.

"Your Majesty only asked us to protect his wife, the Empress and Empress have their own arrangements." Yan San took Qingyun Mao's waist and walked forward.

"I'm going back to pick up the child!" Qing Yun shook him off and ran towards the Yilan Palace.

Yan San and Wan Jun follow her.

It was silent in the Yilan Hall, and the corpses of two servants lay on the ground.

Qing Yun was shocked.

She called out in a trembling voice: "Xiaojing! Xiaojing!"

No one answered.

Qingyun searched Yilan Hall all over, but did not find Ling Ziqing.

Qingyun collapsed a little, and Ling Ziqing was the mainstay of her survival during this time. That is the bloodline that Ling Chen left behind.

The night was hazy, and in the darkness, several mysterious shadows fell in the palace of Nanzhao Kingdom.

"Master, it seems that the palace of Sima Hui has been occupied by King Yi."

The black-clothed man standing in the middle nodded, "King Yi has Huo Jingyun as his helper. There are two groups of people in the palace, one is from King Yi, and the other is from Huo Jingyun. However, Sima Hui is not easy, he won't lose like this, I want to see how he flops."

As he was talking, he watched a shadow jump out of the wall with a baby in his arms!

Xuanyi man said: "Shao Ting, let's keep up with this person!"

Several people followed the shadow and watched him go out of the palace gate at a rapid pace.

Bai Shaoting caught up with the man in a few steps, and the man dealt with it calmly.

Zhang Yang and Han Zhitao stepped forward at the same time, surrounded the man, and took the swaddling clothes.

The man avoided Zhang Yang and Han Zhitao just as he was about to escape, when the black dragon sword of the man in black clothes pierced his chest, and the man fell to the ground.

"Master, is this person from Huo Jingyun?" Han Zhitao asked.

Ling Chen, who was dressed in black clothes, rubbed the Canglong sword on the man and nodded, "Yes."

Han Zhitao took a look at the swaddle, "Master, it's a baby."

Ling Chen glanced at him, "This must be Sima Hui's child! Huo Jingyun's evil tricks are endless! Taking this child away may be useful!"

Ling Chen thought about it for a while, then tore off a piece of the dead man's light-colored tunic, dipped in his blood and wrote: "The child is rescued, and it will be returned another day!"

He shoved the strip into the man's hand.

"Let's go! King Rui and the others will be in a hurry!" With a wave of his hand, several people disappeared into the darkness.

Qing Yun could not find Ling Ziqing, but found the bodies of two other palace maids.

Her heart fluttered.

The fierce long wind traversed the palace, blowing chillingly from the direction of Huangquan, rolling up the corners of Qingyunhunhunfei's clothes, and ruffled her long black hair.

In the distance, shrill screams could be heard from time to time, and bloodthirsty slaughtering beasts galloped past everywhere.

Qingyun trembled, no, God would not be so cruel to me! Qingyun said to himself silently.

Turn to a corner, she saw the wet nurse Feng and Xiaojing lying in a pool of blood. There is no Ling Ziqing.

Qing Yun reached out and tried, Ah Feng was dead, and Xiao Jing was still alive.

Qingyun helped Xiaojing up, Yan San held Xiaojing on the bed, Qingyun immediately bandaged her wound and took medicine.

Xiaojing was hit by a sword in the stomach, but it didn't hurt the vital point.

Qingyun didn't find his son, but he didn't see his body either.

It seems that the child was snatched away. They must have thought it was Sima Hui's child. It was used to contain Sima Hui. The child should not be in danger for the time being.

Qingyun thought of this, but he was not in a hurry just now.

There was a deafening roar in front of me, like lightning struck.

The sound of shouting and killing one after another came in, and it was even more terrifying at night.

Xiaojing woke up and immediately cried when she saw Qingyun: "Princess, the little master was taken away..."

"Well, I see. You recover first, and I'll find him." Qingyun comforted her and got up to go out.

Yan San said: "Madam, it's too chaotic outside now, the young master should be safe for the time being. When the king left, he instructed the madam not to leave the Yilan Hall for the past few days. For the sake of safety, madam should not go out. We stay here and someone will come to our rescue."

Qing Yun said: "I want to go out to find my son! They will use my son to blackmail the king, I want to go out!"

She has never been protected by others, although she does not have much peerless martial arts.

Yan San and Wan Jun are servants after all, so they can only follow behind her.

Qingyun stuffed every pocket of his poisonous suit full of all kinds of poisons and bombs. Everyone has their own way of protecting themselves.

Qingyun knew she had to go out. She was young, but she had seen too many changes in the palace.

Sima Hui didn't tell her anything when he left, he just told her not to leave the Yilan Hall casually, it was not safe. But if she didn't leave the Yilan Palace, it would be impossible to save the little prince in Yuexian Palace just now.

No one is immortal, and even immortals are not omnipotent.

She is surrounded by people who, like Sima Hui, have been familiar with military books since childhood, are literate and military, and there are many people who have longitude and latitude in their hearts. But the same failed. Such as Ling Chen, such as Sindar, such as the former King Ping, such as grandfather.

Qingyun really wanted to listen to Sima Hui, and waited obediently in Yilan Hall, but she didn't dare, she was afraid of losing something, she was afraid that her son would be killed by them, and she didn't want anything to happen to Sima Hui.

The lights are bright outside, and there are torches around Sima Hui's hall.

"Let's go to the main hall." Qing Yun said.

"Madam, the main hall is very dangerous now." Yan San said.

Qingyun did not speak, and said to Yan San: "You are my guards, so you have to listen to me. I don't know how to get to the main hall. You lead the way, find a hidden way, and let's take a look."

Qingyun thought of what General Sun said, that King Yi deceived the ministers into the main hall, is he going to force the palace again? Has General Sun successfully escaped with the queen?

Seeing that Yan San and Wan Jun are still hesitating, Qing Yun said: "If there is really something wrong with the king, we will all be dead ends in the harem. It's better to look ahead. I don't want to be a burden to the king."

Yan San and Wan Jun nodded helplessly: "Okay, Madam is with us, don't act rashly."

Yan San was in front, Qingyun was in the middle, and after Wan Jun was cut off, the three of them quietly touched the palace.

From Yilan Hall all the way to Shengming Hall, it is where Sima Hui and his ministers work. The light and shadow of the bright torches lingered, covering this shaky palace.

Somewhere, a sharp cry suddenly pierced through Qingyun's eardrums. She was shivering and her heart was cold, this feeling was all too familiar.

Qingyun gritted his teeth, no, Sima Hui, you can't have an accident. Although you are not my one, but if you have an accident, no one in this royal palace will survive. So you can't have an accident.

A few guards passed by, and the three immediately fell down.

When the guards walked away, Yan San patted Qingyun, Qingyun followed him into a small door, he and Wan Jun quietly lifted a heavy bookcase, revealing a gap, and got in.

It turns out that the front is the right side of Sima Hui's seat. This gap is behind the splendid pillars. The pillars are painted with lifelike two dragons playing with beads. The dragon seems to be flying at any time. The hall was as bright as day.

They can see inside the main hall, but the people in the main hall cannot easily see them.

All the concubines and concubines of the palace are here, the gates of the palace are closed, and there are some bloodstains scattered on the ground. The azure-colored curtain dances with the wind, like a spirit flag that guides the soul.

The King of Yi Sima Rong held a sword on the neck of a concubine, his phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and he smiled evilly, and said, "Prefect Bai, are you really unwilling?"

More than a dozen palace maids and eunuchs were lying on the ground.

The concubine Qingyun had seen before. It was Bai Fang, the daughter of the Prefect Bai. Her cheeks were blue, and the hand under her sleeve was trembling, but she still bit her lip.

Prefect Bai was thin, his face turned to one side, and he didn't hum.

There is another rumbling outside, which sounds like a fierce battle. Qingyun thought, Sima Hui must be back.

"Father, Fang'er is not afraid." Bai Fang shook her head, a smile on her pale face, and regardless of the blood dripping knife on her neck, she leaned over and knelt on the ground: "I can't serve the king any longer. Now, take care, father."

With a "poof" sound, a blood line shot up into the sky, the sharp blade pierced through the chest, and Bai Fang's small body swayed softly before falling softly to the ground.

It was like a heavy stick slammed on Qingyun's head, and there was a dull dull pain in his chest, like a knife stabbing his heart, and his throat was sweet. The past appeared like smoke in front of her eyes.

Sima Rong put down the knife, and blood beads slid from the blade and landed on his boots. He stood high in the hall, wearing a blue-green iron armor, a black cloak, blood stains on the armor, his eyes were cold and dark, and he fixedly stared at the ministers.

Prefect Bai scolded: "Traitor, the king will break down the palace gate immediately, you can never get a glimpse of the throne!"

Sima Rong raised his sword and fell, and sealed his throat with a sword!

"You are all important ministers. Now the entire Beihuang Continent is under Daxing's world. We only need to be ministers, and the Emperor Daxing will not touch us! If you insist on independence like Sima Hui, the war will continue. Endless!"

Everyone is silent.

I saw Sima Rong laughing: "Forget it, it's not difficult for you, tell me, where is the dragon talisman?"

The dragon talisman is the royal seal and military talisman of the Nanzhao Kingdom.

Still no one answered.

"I heard that this dragon talisman was placed in the harem, did I take the initiative to say it, or did I kill you one by one?"

At this moment, the palace door opened, and several agile men in black brought in a woman with disheveled hair. It was Queen Yang Mingzhu, and the little prince Sima Yu was holding tightly in her arms.

Qingyun is terrified, they still haven't escaped! It seems that something happened to that General Yang.

Qing Yun heard the heavy breathing behind him. It was Yan San and Ma Jun.

Sima Rong laughed: "Very good, God really helped this king! Queen, you made this king easy to find."

Mingzhu has scratches on half of her face and blood dripping from the corners of her mouth. The little prince clings to his mother.

Qingyun's brain is spinning rapidly, how can he rescue them?

Sima Rong walked over slowly, pulled the little prince beside him, stretched out his hand and raised him, and there was screaming around him.

Sima Rong smiled: "What are you nervous about, how can I be willing to kill my nephew, queen, tell me, where is the dragon talisman? Just tell me where the dragon talisman is, and I will let my nephew, even in the palace. Everyone is released!"

Pearl said: "I don't know, the king never gave me this."

Sima Rong smiled slightly: "Okay, then I'll start with my little nephew's arm, oh no, it's a pity to go to one arm, the hand, the left hand..."

He said raising his sword.

"The dragon talisman is at Xue Fei's place!" Mingzhu's painful voice.

Everyone was startled.

"Xue Fei!" Sima Rong whispered slowly.

Qingyun saw Xue Fei kneeling there, and when she heard her name, she slowly raised her head and stood up, holding a dagger in her hand.

"Yes, the dragon talisman is here. The king said that there is a little prince there. For the safety of the queen and the little prince, the dragon talisman was placed in my palace."

Sima Rong, still carrying Sima Yu, walked slowly to Fei Xue: "Tell me, where should I put it? I'll have someone go and get it."

Xue Fei said: "Only me and the king know where to put it, but I won't give it to you."

She remembered what the king said a year ago when he handed the dragon talisman to her: "This king's life and wealth are given to you."

It was his life. She understood that even if she died, she would not give the dragon talisman to Sima Rong. For so many days and nights, she guarded his life for him.

Sima Rong stared at her without saying a word, his eyes full of vigilance. Concubine Xue had two strokes, and he raised his voice: "Cheng Xue, don't act rashly, if you want to, this king will kill them!"

He suddenly turned around with a sword and slashed at a woman who was crying in a low voice beside him. It was another concubine of Sima Hui. Her head fell off and blood spurted out.

The little palace maid who was kneeling beside her suddenly let out a tragic scream like a she-wolf. The voice was so shrill, like a ghost that urged her to die. The woman seemed to be frightened. She covered her face and ran away, but The soldier who was guarding the gate cut off his legs and feet with a knife, and the blood was like a melon, splashing on the snow-white carpet, bright red and dazzling.

Xue Fei stood there motionless, trembling all over.

Sima Rong's sword was placed on Xue Fei's neck: "Don't play tricks with me, if you don't hand it over, all these people will be buried with you!"

Xue Fei stood there, not humming. The hostility in Sima Rong's eyes deepened.

"Someone, bring Prime Minister Cheng over here!"

Xue Fei looked up at her father, "Father!"

Cheng Cheng waved his hand at her: "Don't worry about being a father! King Yi, I, Cheng Yan, know nothing about dragon talismans."

Sima Rong sneered: "The Prime Minister doesn't want to support this king, and he doesn't know anything about Longfu, so you are really useless as a Prime Minister!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he chopped off Cheng Yan's left arm with his sword!

Blood is sprayed out!

Xue Fei screamed and stood up.

"Sima Rong! I fought with you!" Xue Fei rushed forward with a dagger, her sword had already been taken away. The dagger was hidden in her boot.

Sima Rong stepped back, Xue Fei's moves were fierce, Sima Rong couldn't dodge, and was scratched on the neck by the dagger, and blood beads oozing out.

Sima Rong kicked, Xue Fei fell to the ground, the dagger flew out, and the right palm was pierced by King Yi's sword and nailed to the ground.

Sima Rong drew his sword from the ground and pointed at Concubine Xue, "Say, where is it? With the next sword, your father's head will be gone!"

Xue Fei struggled to sit up, "I won't give it to you! You're going to die!"

Sima Rong laughed: "Could it be that Sima Hui is more important than your father!" He raised his hand and stabbed Cheng Yan's chest with a sword.

Xue Fei fainted.

"Someone, wake her up!" Sima Rong ordered.

Qingyun looked at the distance between her and Sima Rong.

The hall is too big, and there are many archers standing in the corners. Her poison can only be effective on those who are close to the pillars, and those who are too far away are not poisonous at all.

She turned around and asked Yansan quietly: "Is there a fire?"

"No, but I can find it."

"Okay, hurry up! Bring that curtain too, hurry up!" Qing Yun ordered.

Yan San disappeared immediately. After a while, he took back the scythe and a ball of curtain.

Qingyun took out two pills and handed them to Yan San and Ma Jun: "Quick, swallow."

"What?"

"An antidote. I'll use the poison later."

Yan San and Ma Jun looked at each other and swallowed the medicine.

Qingyun crushed the soybean beads in his pocket and sprinkled it on the curtain. Put the curtain on.