After forcibly taking the blood of the sick and delicate prince to renew his life

The intervention of Northern Qi made the situation a bit delicate.

Da Zhou's military strength is no longer overwhelming, and Jiang Qi's advantage is weakening.

Feng Zhi held Yue Huan in his arms, squinted at Zuo frivolous who was galloping forward, and when he took half a step back, the other people in Yingyue Tower immediately stepped forward to protect the two of them behind them, guarding against Jiang Qi.

"I said, leave people behind."

Jiang Qi stared gloomyly at Feng Zhi who was about to leave with Yan Qi in his arms, his voice lacking any warmth.

He didn't pay much attention to Jiang Qi, the frivolous leftist in Northern Qi, and the Shadow Moon Tower killer who stood between him and Yan Qi really deserved death!

"Feng Zhi only obeys the orders of the landlord and the master, His Majesty Da Zhou still doesn't want to open his mouth."

Feng Zhi was not afraid of the man exuding a strong killing intent, and calmly gave the order, "Stop him."

"The rest of the people took His Highness the Crown Prince and left with Miss Bai..."

Feng Zhi's words stopped when he saw that the place where Yue Jue and Bai Luoluo were staying was empty.His normally sparse eyebrows frowned slightly, and his voice was a bit cold, "Where did His Highness the Crown Prince and Miss Bai go?"

Princess Yuehuan once told her that she would take Yuejue back to the imperial capital, but now, within a short time, both of them have disappeared!
Who took them?

Hearing the words, Jiang Qi looked sideways lightly, and sure enough, Yue Jue and Bai Luoluo were gone, only the blood was spreading all over the ground.

"Chase!"

Feng Zhi's expression was a little gloomy, he didn't delay anymore, he quickly carried Yue Huan in his arms and jumped towards the carriage.

As soon as Jiang Qi moved, he was entangled by people from Shadow Moon Tower.

Now the Yue clan is considered leaderless.

It is impossible for Zhaohe to let go of such an opportunity. His whole eyes are full of crazy obsession, looking at Jiang Qi who is fighting with the killer of Yingyue Tower.

"Your Majesty, kill them all, no one can stop you from killing all directions!"

"Soldiers! Open the way for His Majesty, kill!"

Jiang Qi watched helplessly as Yan Qi was hugged and left by Feng Zhi, the long sword in his hand glowed coldly, and his moves were deadly!The generals who rushed up from Dazhou dispersed Jiang Qi's pressure, and he squinted at Showa who was inciting the flames of war, his phoenix eyes were as deep as a pool.

There was only an afterimage of his figure, and before anyone could see clearly, he had already appeared beside Zhaohe, and the cold long sword pressed against Zhaohe's throat in an instant.

"Showa, did I ever tell you that you will be cut into pieces if you take the initiative?"

"I spared your life several times for the sake of the prime minister. Who allowed you to send troops to the Yue family? And who asked you to kill Yue Jue?!"

The coldness in Jiang Qi's eyes froze, and the killing intent condensed into sharp thorns that cut Zhaohe's skin, making him feel terrified for no reason, but while his eyes shrank, joy gradually grew!

"Your Majesty! Are you afraid?"

"Prince Yueshi just died! You see, Murong Lingyuan, once known as the god of Tongguan, fell under my sword! Do you know how he died?"

"My Great Zhou's generals are mighty and unparalleled, and they rotted under the mud with one rider and one ride! The famous General Murong is nothing!"

Seeing Jiang Qi's increasingly gloomy face, Zhaohe jumped on the tip of the knife, "Oh, by the way, I heard that Murong Lingyuan is the uncle of Princess Yuehuan. The indelible wound on Murong Lingyuan is thanks to His Majesty. Only then can it help Showa kill him so easily!"

"Rejoice, Your Majesty!"

puff!

The long sword pierced Zhaohe's abdomen, and the loud sound of the flesh being cut exploded like fireworks, "It's really a great joy, so how about celebrating with your blood?"

Jiang Qi's expression was secretive, and his eyes were terribly dark.

Showa reflexively grabbed the sword blade inserted into his abdomen, blood dripped from the middle of his fingers, and just as his parted lips were about to speak, the blood gushed out first.

"Master Showa!"

When the surrounding soldiers gasped, they couldn't help but exclaimed, and knelt down to beg for mercy, "Your Majesty, calm down! Lord Zhaohe has made great achievements in battle, and he severely injured the Yue family in one fell swoop. Please forgive him!"

When Zhaohe heard this, the smile on his lips became more and more crazy. He raised his hand to wipe the blood, and looked at Jiang Qi who was full of hostility.

"Your Majesty, Showa is what everyone wants! Do you really think you can command the three armies with just a stolen soldier's talisman? No, Showa is not so arrogant. Even if they don't receive His Majesty's order, They are willing to send troops with Showa because they have been waiting for this day for seven full years!"

"Seven years, Your Majesty! The first emperor was cowardly, and His Majesty abandoned the country's hatred and family hatred for that dying woman. Showa refuses to accept it! The people of the entire Great Zhou are not allowed!"

"If Your Majesty comes one step later, not only Tongguan, but also the imperial capital Zhaohe can be taken for Da Zhou! Showa, the dog emperor's head of Emperor Ming, can also be picked for you, and hung on the city wall of Da Zhou, atonement for eternity!"

Zhaohe's words were filled with passion, and the hatred that was suppressed in his heart burst out, flooding in the hearts of every soldier of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

"Yes! Your Majesty!"

"Da Zhou's strength is no longer what it used to be. The glory of the Yueshi should have come to an end long ago. The Yueshi is doomed to perish in the hands of Da Zhou!"

"Master Showa is what everyone expects, so there is nothing wrong with it!"

Jiang Qi stared at Zhao He's eyes filled with complacency, and then at the soldiers who were kneeling and begging for mercy, "What's wrong?"

"Alright, then give him your life."

Jiang Qi seemed to be angry to a certain level, but he was terribly calm, with a faint smile on the corner of his lips, but he was relentless when he shot. Before everyone could react, the sword inserted in Zhao He's abdomen was already dead at this moment. Wipe off that man's neck!
The brutality of the blood spilled on the spot made the rest of the people straighten their necks, staring at Jiang Qi in horror.

The sword in Jiang Qi's hand did not stop, and when the cold light flashed, bright red lines appeared on the necks one after another.

They are all the ones who just opened their mouths to intercede for Showa!

"Does anyone else feel that there is something wrong and that everyone expects it?"

Jiang Qi's cool and quiet voice hung above everyone's heads, like Hell descended into the world, cruel and merciless!

Zhaohe staggered and stabilized his figure, looking at Jiang Qi who was full of sternness, a little unbelievable, "Your Majesty! They are all your people, how can you..."

Before he finished speaking, Jiang Qi stabbed him in the chest again, "My son?"

"So this is what you rely on to make your own claims again and again?"

"In disregard of my order, I sent troops privately to provoke a war between the two countries regardless of the consequences, and ruined the lives of many soldiers! Is this the people you are talking about?"

"Compared to the people you killed on the battlefield during this period, what is this?"

Every time Jiang Qi said a word, the sword in his hand cut Zhao He's body!

No one dares to plead for Showa anymore!
Whenever Jiang Qi thinks of Yan Qi holding Yue Jue's disheartened and broken heart, his heart will feel like a needle prick. From the moment he appeared to now, Yan Qi doesn't even want to look at him.

He said that he would fulfill her wish and make Yueshi Haiyan and Heqing, but now the Yueshi who is full of desolation was destroyed by the soldiers of Da Zhou.

She must have thought that all this was his order.

Showa endured Jiang Qi's slashing at him, and the smile on his lips was blazing, "Sacrificing one's life for the country, how can we talk about killing him?"

"Now that the Yue clan has been destroyed, Showa's only regret is that he failed to take off Emperor Ming's head himself!"

Suddenly, his voice changed.

"Your Majesty, I'm afraid the wedding dress for the House of Internal Affairs has to be sewn? Yue Huan will never have the chance to wear it in her life!"