Ling Yun was trapped in the sky prison and the fire, with chains on his hands and feet, making it very difficult to move. Seeing that the fire was getting bigger and bigger, almost surrounding him, he couldn't help but feel a little desperate.
Yuan Chao laughed wildly and said: "Ling Yun, you have been a hero for a lifetime, and you will soon be reduced to ashes together with this cell! Hahaha..."
Before he finished speaking, he suddenly heard someone shouting outside: "There is an assassin!..."
Then there was a sound of swords clashing. Several jailers screamed in agony, and retreated one after another under the violent attack of the people who suddenly broke into the prison.
Yuan Chao's heart trembled. He looked up and saw two masked men in black rushing in like a whirlwind.
The masked man in black who was fighting with the jailers and guards was a strong man; but the person rushing in front was a woman.
A black dress highlighted her exquisite and graceful figure, and a black gauze covered her fair and delicate face. The beautiful eyes above the black gauze were as clear as water, stunning in an instant, but as cold as ice.
Although this person is a woman, she has extremely high martial arts skills. She was as graceful as a giant, with a nimble figure and extremely fast speed. She was in front of Yuan Chao almost instantly.
She didn't wait for Yuan Chao to react, "Jin Ji San nodded", waved the long sword in her hand, and greeted Yuan Chao's way up the road.
Yuan Chao immediately felt a sharp murderous aura coming towards him, and hurriedly swung his sword to resist. There was only a "choking" sound, and suddenly the dragon's roar was heard as the swords struck each other.
Yuan Chao felt that the force on the opponent's sword blade seemed to be extremely powerful, and the tiger's mouth was violently shaken. His arms went numb, and his body staggered back a few steps uncontrollably.
He unconsciously took a breath and thought: "Although the person here is a woman, her skill is really shocking, but I don't know who she is?..."
He didn't have time to think too much, and hurriedly waved the sword in his hand to meet him again.
The woman snorted coldly and made a "Hong Fei Ming Ming" gesture. She raised her right hand and rotated her body gracefully. The corners of her skirt were flying like ripples on the water. The posture was extremely graceful, but yet... Extremely cold.
Yuan Chao raised his sword to block it, but the opponent's sword force reversed sharply. The movement was too fast. Before he could recover, the opponent's sword had already been drawn horizontally, and the cold blade was pressed against his neck!
Yuan Chao felt a cold and tingling sensation on his neck, and the warm liquid slowly seeped out and slid across his skin. He seemed to have smelled a breath of bloodlust and death.
At that moment, he felt as if all the blood in his body was being injected into his heart. He couldn't help but panic, and secretly cried out: "My life is over!"
Unexpectedly, the other party stopped at this time and shouted in a deep voice, almost commanding: "Open the cell door!"
Yuan Chao was startled for a moment, then realized immediately that these two people were here to save Ling Yun, and hesitated for a moment.
"What, open the cell door and let the tiger go back to the mountain? Success is in sight soon. Wouldn't it be a failure? The most important thing is, if Ling Yun is really let go, how will he report to the higher authorities?"
Seeing that he was hesitant, the woman raised her eyebrows, widened her almond-shaped eyes, and said sternly: "I say it again, open the cell door immediately, and I will spare your life; otherwise I will kill you immediately!"
As he spoke, the long sword was suddenly pushed in, and blood immediately flowed from Yuan Chao's neck.
Yuan Chao thought to himself: "A good man will not suffer the immediate consequences. It is more important to save his life first." He turned to Zhang Hu and said: "Go and open the cell door!"
How dare Zhang Hu disobey, he hurriedly took out the key and opened the cell door with trembling hands.
Ling Yun was trapped in the sky jail with no way out. When he was in despair, he suddenly saw the door of the cell open. His suffocating heart suddenly became cheerful as if the wind and snow had just begun.
His figure was like lightning, like a fleeting shadow. After a few ups and downs, he jumped out of the cell that held him like a nightmare and almost became his burial place.
The masked woman turned back to Zhang Hu with a cold look and said, "Take off the chains on his body."
Her cold jade-like voice seemed to carry an undoubted magic power; while Zhang Hu listened, he could only nod his head in agreement.
At this moment, he was like a puppet being manipulated by others. He stepped forward blankly with the key, shook the rope and opened the chains on Ling Yun's wrists and feet.
The masked woman's cold eyes were as cold as ice, and she said ferociously to Yuan Chao: "I should have killed you with one sword, but I just promised to spare your life as long as you open the cell door." ——I don’t want to be a person who breaks his word, so you’re lucky this time!”
As he spoke, he pushed Yuan Chao away with a powerful palm; then he turned his eyes and greeted Ling Yun and the masked man: "Let's go!"
Ling Yun looked back in response, and met her eyes unexpectedly in the air. He couldn't help but lose consciousness for a moment, and then looked away sadly, with an unknown meaning in his eyes.
At this time, the masked man in black clothes at the back had already killed the jailers and guards who were besieging him, and rushed out of the encirclement. His body was as light as flying, and after a few ups and downs, he arrived in front of Ling Yun.
Seeing that Ling Yun was a little stunned, the veins on his forehead twitched unconsciously, and he said with a bit of irritation: "What are you doing standing still? Let's go quickly!..."
Ling Yun suddenly came back to his senses, his originally blurred eyes suddenly became clear, and then a touching and comfortable smile flashed across his eyes.
He nodded knowingly at the masked man in black; then the three of them performed Qing Kung Fu and flew away like swallows grabbing water.
By the time Yuan Chao came to his senses, the three people in front of him had already disappeared.
Yuan Chao's neck was still aching from time to time, as if it was always reminding him of the frustration and humiliation he had just suffered. He touched the wound with his hand and it was still bleeding.
Thinking about the scenes that just happened, it was as if he had experienced a nightmare. At this time, Si Lai still felt lingering fear.
At this time Zhou Shan came over, looked at his livid face, and couldn't help but said cautiously: "Brother, what should we do now?"
Yuan Chao frowned and thought for a moment, then turned his face, his deep eyes filled with bloody demons, looked at Zhou Shan and said word by word: "Ling Yun colluded with the thieves to set fire to the prison, and then took advantage of the chaos to kill people and escape - I Go and report to Commander Li immediately; Zhou Shan, you organize them here to put out the fire first."
"Yes, I understand." Zhou Shan nodded understandingly, then turned around and left.
Yuan Chao looked at the guards and jailers who were coming in and out in front of him, busy putting out the fire, and then looked back at the prison shrouded in thick smoke and fire, sighed softly, turned around and walked out.
"Master Yuan..." At this time, Zhang Hu timidly stopped him and muttered: "Now... what should I do?"
Only then did Yuan Chao remember this little person who had almost no sense of existence in his mind, so he glanced at him lazily and said angrily: "You tell me what to do, why don't you go put out the fire with them right away!"
Zhang Hu responded hurriedly and walked out in a panic.
Looking at his retreating back, Yuan Chao's eyelashes suddenly trembled slightly, and his eyes trembled with cold murderous intent.
"This man knows too much and must not be left here."
With his mind wandering, he looked around and saw that everyone was rushing to put out the fire. No one noticed his actions, so he sneered and thought to himself, "What a God-given opportunity!"
The tip of his toes suddenly picked up the broken long sword that Ling Yun had just thrown on the ground. In a "white snake spitting letter" gesture, the broken sword suddenly raised and flew out, piercing Zhang Hu's back!
The broken blade without handle penetrated his back chest, pierced through his heart, and blood immediately splattered everywhere.
Zhang Hu screamed, swayed, fell to the ground, and murmured: "Why..."
Yuan Chao slowly approached him, looked down at him, and sighed: "Why, because you know too much and your will is so unstable, we really don't trust you..."
Zhang Hu grabbed the hem of his gown, his eyes were so red that they were almost bloodshot, and he hissed at the top of his lungs: "Yuan Chao, you...you must die..."
Yuan Chao's expression was distorted for a moment, then he sneered and said: "At least now I live better than you!" As he spoke, he flew up with a kick and hit Zhang Hu in the chest.
Zhang Hu's body flew straight out like a kite with its string broken, and then fell heavily to the ground. Blood spurted out from his mouth, his head drooped, and then he lay motionless on the ground.
Yuan Chao curled his lips wickedly, smiled coldly, and walked away...
The next morning, Ouchi Imperial Palace.
In the imperial study room. Emperor Zhao Yu sat behind the desk with a sad face, thinking about what had happened in the past few days and the newly mourned prince, and couldn't help but sigh.
At this time, Feng Chaoying, the general manager of the palace, came in and whispered in the emperor's ear: "Your Majesty, Princess Changqing is here. She asked to see her for something important. Do you want to see her?"
The emperor frowned slightly and pondered for a moment.
He has always had a good relationship with Princess Chang Qing, and the Emperor is both kind and respectful to his imperial concubine.
He still remembered when he was a child, when Princess Changqing had not yet left the palace. She was still a pretty and tricky girl, and she would often lead him around the palace to play in various ways.
Once, she even disguised herself and slipped out of the palace. As a result, the late emperor found out about this and scolded her. She made excuses in every possible way, but in the end she did not forget to defend herself...
Thinking of those interesting childhood stories, a long-lost smile couldn't help but appear on Zhao Yu's gloomy face.
At this time, he heard that Princess Chang Qing suddenly asked to see him. He couldn't help but be a little confused and said: "Okay, invite her in."
After a while, Princess Changqing came in from the outside. She walked respectfully to the desk with her hands lowered, bent down and knelt down and said, "My wife, Chang Qing, pays homage to your Majesty."
The emperor said feebly: "Auntie, why are you so polite to me? Get over it as soon as possible!"
Princess Changqing slowly stood up. Seeing that the emperor was depressed, she knew that his son had recently lost his life and was in deep grief. Her heart tightened slowly and she wanted to go up and comfort him, but she didn't know how to speak.
I was just afraid that if my words were inappropriate, I would touch his pain point and make him even more sad. Hesitating, she didn't know how to speak.
Seeing that Princess Chang Qing was hesitant to speak, the Emperor could not help but slowly raised his head.
He saw that her whole body was shrouded in the dense sunlight, and her once beautiful face as peach and plum had also been worn away, revealing infinite fatigue and tolerable sadness. He couldn't help but trembled in his heart and said in a hoarse voice: "Huang Gu" , just tell me if you have anything to say!”
