No one can get close to him. The broadsword in Marquis Xiang Ming's hand is like the sickle of hell, and a person's head is like cutting a leek under the broadsword.
The God of Death, with his deathly rage and calm murderous intent, makes people feel frightened just by looking at him.
"Xiang Minghou, calm down."
No one dared to get close and could only appease his emotions.
Xiang Minghou held up the sword and tightened the reins, and the horse headed in the direction of the imperial study. The royal guards wrapped him in a circle and kept retreating.
The iron hooves of the war horse stepped on the bluestone, making a loud sound.
Every step of Da Da Da Da seemed to step on everyone's heart.
Every time the horse takes a step, they become more nervous.
Emperor Beili came to inquire, and what he saw was a scene that was about to explode, and there were corpses behind him.
"Hang Minghou, you are so brave." A roar followed.
Xiang Minghou looked at Emperor Beili coldly, his eyes were cold without any warmth. He swung his sword and the Jin Yiwei who was blocking him not far in front of him was knocked away by his internal force.
Suddenly, there was a scream.
"Xiang Minghou!" Emperor Beili was furious.
Being so arrogant in front of him, did he really not care about anything?
"It was you who ordered my daughter to be killed, Your Majesty. I have been fighting for Beili for more than ten years, but in return my heir died tragically. Your Majesty, what do you want me to do?" Xiang Minghou's eyes were filled with grief and anger.
"I don't need to explain to anyone what I do. As a courtier, I broke into the palace and started killing you. If I don't kill you today, where will the power of the emperor be?" Emperor Beili became murderous.
Xiang Minghou swung his sword across the air, not taking Bei Li's rage into consideration at all.
"Since the emperor does not care about his ministers, he does not need to sacrifice his life for the emperor. Today I am asking the Minghou to avenge my daughter."
"Come here, kill him." Emperor Beili was furious.
After receiving the order, the Jin Yiwei did not dare to retreat and stepped forward with their swords in hand.
Xiang Minghou flipped the sword in his hand and flew off his horse. The long sword in his hand was like a magic weapon. The blood of those who approached him was flying.
The bright red sprinkled on his face, making him feel numb.
He never thought that one day the sword in his hand would be swung at the Beili people, and he never thought that the emperor he believed in would confuse right and wrong so much and condone the emperor's soldiers to kill his children.
If he can't even protect his own child, what else can he protect?
Xiang Minghou killed Hongyan, his dark face was full of sternness, and his face and body were splattered with hot blood.
Emperor Beili never doubted Xiang Minghou's strength. Hundreds of people besieged him, and half of them were killed or injured in a short time. He was filled with murderous intent like a living king of hell.
At this time, Emperor Beili finally knew why the border gate guarded by Xiang Minghou would frighten enemy countries and not dare to invade.
Such generals were born to fight on the battlefield and open up territory for the country.
Unfortunately……
Those who have no respect for the emperor cannot keep or use them, they can only kill them to avoid future troubles.
"Your Majesty, the Eighth Prince is awake." The eunuch hurriedly came to report.
Emperor Beili's face flashed with joy, but before he could say anything, his face turned gloomy again. He had already seen the person stumbling towards him.
"If you can't even see anyone, what use do you have?" he scolded angrily.
"Your Majesty, the Eighth Prince...the Eighth Prince...his eyes turned red." The eunuch looked horrified.
"What did you say?"
Emperor Beili was surprised and raised his feet to meet Sang Zhi.
Sang Zhi came, with no emotion on her fair face, only her pair of red eyes that were so striking that people didn't dare to look directly at them.
