Li Baiyu was completely heartbroken.
In order to succeed in this rebellion, Li Yunlong had thought out all the options, and he had anticipated every sudden change that would hinder his success.
Thinking of Li Yunlong's methods, Li Baiyu suddenly felt powerless.
The thoughts of his third brother are simply unfathomable.
"Third brother, what's the benefit of being so absolute?"
Li Yunlong looked at Li Baiyu calmly: "Conspiracy to rebel is destined to have no retreat."
"Either life or death."
“To live is to live, to lose is to perish.”
"Since my brother has chosen to take this path, he must ensure that nothing goes wrong."
"Liu Zhi'an's terrifying brother has learned this lesson, so she needs to be a bargaining chip."
"This king wants Liu Zhi'an and his son to throw a rat weapon into a trap!"
"Brother, stop trying to delay time. Liu Mingzhi won't be able to come back in less than two days. Let's issue an edict."
"This little girl's life or death depends on your thoughts."
After Li Yunlong finished speaking, the blade of the sword in his hand once again came closer to the little cutie's snow-white neck, and the little cutie could clearly feel the coldness on the blade.
Li Baiyu saw this and frowned: "Slow down!"
"It seems that brother has figured it out."
Li Baiyu breathed out weakly and gave the little cutie a meaningful look.
"Yue'er, if you are lucky enough to survive, don't forget what your uncle told you."
"uncle!"
Li Baiyu sat on the dragon chair, picked up a roll of imperial edict and spread it out. He raised his hand and picked up the red pen beside him and began to dip it in ink.
"You can put your sword down now."
Li Yunlong slowly took off the sword and inserted it into the scabbard, watching Li Baiyu's movements with feverish eyes.
"Brother, start writing. I hope you won't use any tricks on the imperial decree. Two days are enough for me to verify the profound meaning of every word in the imperial decree."
Li Baiyu slowly raised the ink pen: "As you said, do I have any choice?"
"You are right, this is a road destined to have no retreat..."
"Amitabha."
Before Li Baiyu finished speaking, a loud Buddha's chant came out, and everyone in the hall felt a breeze.
When they came to their senses, a ghost-like dark yellow figure casually picked up the little cutie under the dragon platform and flew towards the door of the back hall of Qinzheng Hall.
The dark yellow figure stopped at the door of the hall outside the dragon platform. Only then did everyone see clearly that a monk in his sixties, wearing a dark yellow cassock, stopped at the door of the hall.
The little cutie was held in his arms as if it were nothing.
When the old monk's figure was revealed, a figure was about to fly down from the beam in the upper room of the Qinzheng Hall. Li Baiyu shook his head vaguely, and the black figure had to stop his figure and looked at the person on the lower left with a complicated expression. Li Baiyu.
Surprisingly, it was Zhou Fei, the former general manager.
The old monk smiled lightly and looked at the little cutie under his arms: "Amitabha, little princess, I am wise and polite."
The little cutie looked at the old monk holding her in surprise: "Grandpa Huifa, you finally came to save Yue'er. Yue'er thought that the old woman was lying to Yue'er. She said it was foolproof. Yue'er almost died."
"Amitabha, please forgive me, princess. There are many masters in the palace, so I have to find the right one... The Dharma is boundless..."
As the old monk Hui Pharaoh spoke, his right hand holding a string of Buddhist beads suddenly shot out, and a flash of sword light was directly shot horizontally by the old monk Hui Pharaoh.
At the same time, the old monk Huifa took the little cutie and took a few steps backwards. He lowered his heels to the beam before he could stop.
Everyone in the hall only felt a breeze blowing on their faces without any discomfort. Only the monk Hui Pharaoh, Zhou Fei on the beam, and the master of Daoguang understood what kind of dangerous confrontation had occurred.
Huifa breathed out gently, and his face turned red unnaturally: "Amitabha, if I had known that my uncle was coming, why would this young monk have to show off his shame?"
The stunned people were shocked by a series of shocking changes. When they came back to their senses, they discovered that a thin man in Tsing Yi wearing a bamboo hat was standing next to King Li Yunlong of Shu.
Judging from his attire, he is the elder Taishu Shou of Liuye.
The man in green glanced at the old monk Huifa at the door of the palace indifferently: "Abbot Huifa of Jinguo Dahuguo Temple?"
"Amitabha, the senior with wise eyes is exactly the young monk."
Uncle Taishu glanced at the safe and sound little cutie through his veil and then he breathed a sigh of relief, focusing on the old monk Huifa.
"It's best to say hello next time you come to the Central Plains Wulin. Because you have extenuating circumstances this time, I'll spare your life. It won't be easy next time."
"Thank you..."
Before Huifa could finish his sentence, the Taishu massacre left an afterimage in full view and flew out of the palace and disappeared.
It truly shows what it means to come and go quickly.
Huifa was startled, and when he came to his senses, he suddenly raised the beads and flew towards the outside of Qinzheng Hall like a cannonball.
Li Yunlong looked anxiously at the black-clad guards around him: "You bastard, hurry up and chase him!"
Then the seven or eight black-clad guards made no movement at all.
Li Yunlong pushed them smoothly, and seven or eight black-clothed guards fell to the ground in unison, with flat knife edges exposed on their necks and red blood flowing out.
Li Yunlong ran towards the outside of the palace in panic: "Archers, shoot arrows, life or death!"
The rebels who surrounded the Qinzheng Hall immediately bent their bows and shot arrows at the flexible figure of Pharaoh Hui. In an instant, the sky was filled with arrows.
"Amitabha, golden bell!"
Monk Hui Pharaoh, who was in the air, suddenly condensed a large bell-shaped body-protecting aura, surrounding himself and the little cutie inside.
Arrows shot on the Gangqi were bounced away one after another.
Tens of thousands of rebels could only watch helplessly as the old monk Hui Pharaoh and his little cutie flew away from the palace through layers of barriers.
Abbot Huifa of Huguo Temple, the fifth-ranked innate master on the secret library list.
Just as Liu Mingzhi said when he was taught by Wen Renzheng.
Innate masters cannot escape death if they are caught in the endless army formation, but if the innate masters want to leave, even a hundred thousand troops cannot stop them.
"Ha ha........"
"Ha ha..........."
Li Baiyu, who was sitting on the dragon chair, looked up at the little cutie who had disappeared and laughed.
Li Baiyu looked at the empty direction outside the hall and sighed with complicated eyes.
Yue'er, don't blame your uncle for taking advantage of you.
You are my uncle's only link to maintain the relationship with your father. Only by protecting you wholeheartedly can your father willingly support Li Ye as emperor.
How can your uncle not be angry when he knows about the relationship between you and your father? He is the Duke of Dalong Ding, your grandpa and uncle's favorite minister, but you are always the princess of the enemy country.
But the overall situation has been decided, and the uncle is so angry that he has no choice but to make this decision.
Your grandpa is right, the better you treat him, the less likely he will rebel.
My uncle also wants to leave, but he really can't leave. Once he leaves, Dalong will be in chaos!
Your mother and the Turkic Great Khan will never let go of this golden opportunity and wait for the opportunity to go south.
My uncle can only defend the palace to pave the way for my son Li Ye.
Uncle, be kind to you, so that your father can feel guilty and do his best to assist Li Ye in ascending the throne.
My uncle has no other choice but to ask your father to be loyal to Li Ye out of guilt and protect my Li family, country, country, and country, so that your mother will not instigate rebellion.
His guilt towards his uncle will make him serve Dalong faithfully.
Green mountains, pines and cypresses will never let you down.
No matter what purpose your uncle had in protecting you, he never betrayed your father's loyalty by taking your life.
Isn't it?
Uncle believes in your grandfather, he knows your father too well.
Don't blame uncle, uncle... I am always the Great Dragon Emperor. I must think about the country and the people of Great Dragon.
The cold feeling on his neck brought Li Baiyu back to his senses. He looked at Li Yunlong who was holding his sword up and chuckled lightly.
"You can't be the emperor, and none of you can be the emperor."
"Because you are always selfish and think about yourself. You don't know what the justice of the family and the country is."
“Emperors can perish, but the great dragons and mountains cannot perish, and the nation cannot perish.
"The emperor serves the country and the people, not his own selfish interests."
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