The punishment of the female imperial court

Sure enough, the man in gray swallowed countless mouthfuls of blood stained with mud and grass. As the salty rust in his mouth dissipated, he gradually realized that something was wrong.

The pain in his limbs gradually subsided, his breathing became lighter, his body felt much lighter, and he could even smell the fragrance of cold dew grass in the night breeze.

It was a long-lost, non-life-threatening feeling about life.

He didn't have time to think about why this happened. Tears blurred his eyes and he walked towards Lanzhi happily, "Xiaozhi, it works, it really works. We caught him."

Yu Qiansi was still in shock and doubt. Bo Yi's blood could save the Lan family, and this matter must not leak out at all. She carefully calculated the current situation and how to kill people to silence them more reasonably. It was not until her face turned blood red that she came to her senses and felt a tingling sensation on her back.

Lanzhi chuckled in her ear, and used the dagger that Yu Qiansi had grasped to stab it into the gray-clothed man's chest.

This sudden change made Bo Yi look cold.

Lan Zhi looked at the remaining gray-clothed man not far away. She had no respect for her elders and said coldly, "The Lan family is a family of life and death. The order of the clan leader cannot be disobeyed. Capture Yu Qiansi alive, and kill anyone who interferes."

The antidote was right before their eyes. Regardless of who this Bo Yi was, since he could save the tribe, why would they kill him? The gray-clothed men hesitated.

Lanzhi saw their hesitation and pointed at the gray-clothed old man twitching on the ground: "The same goes for those who shake the hearts of the clan."

Yu Qiansi didn't know why Lanzhi wanted to kill Boyi, so she could only delay for a moment according to her own guess: "This Miss Lanzhi of yours took the antidote without your knowledge a long time ago, otherwise how could she have fought with me for so long? She had the antidote, but she didn't let you use it. Now that the antidote is in front of you, she still forces you. You should be the elders with status in the Lan clan, how could a junior like her be so presumptuous?"

Lanzhi leaned close to her ear and asked softly in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "Master Yu, are you trying to sow discord?"

"I am only stating the facts." Yu Qiansi's voice was still clear, wanting the people far away to hear clearly, "The late emperor must have died of excessive blood loss. I couldn't understand why all the wounds were concentrated on the chest. Now it is very clear. Someone secretly hid a lot of the late emperor's blood, and let the whole family suffer from the poison every day. Can't you see that the so-called 'gathering to live and separate to die' is nothing but a false castle in the air?"

The gray-clothed men looked worried, looking at the old man twitching on the ground and asked, "Xiaozhi, is what she said true? At that time, only the clan leader was still alive..."

"Idiot," Lanzhi heard what he said and said mercilessly, "Go ahead, don't spare any of them!"

The black-clad and masked men who had formed a fan shape to block Bo Yi in front of the gray-clad men turned around after receiving the order and pointed the tips of their knives at the gray-clad old men.

Those people were already suffering from the effects of the poison, and they kept screaming and questioning, but because of the poison, they could not escape far. In a few moments, they were all dead.

Lanzhi smiled and admired everything in front of her. She was very happy: "These old bastards are good for nothing. They only use their age to oppress others. Keeping them alive is just a waste of precious blood. I have wanted to kill them for a long time."

These people in black were sent here one by one by their master and trained by her and Lan Shu respectively. They are much stronger than those spineless people in the tribe.

Yu Qiansi saw the blood all over the ground and forced a smile, saving her the trouble of silencing everyone.

Bo Yi met her eyes and saw the relaxed smile on her lips. He was stunned for a moment, and then he also chuckled.

The two of them started to move almost at the same time.

Yu Qiansi leaned her neck towards the dagger. Lanzhi was still immersed in pleasure and subconsciously moved the dagger away, but the gap in her arm was enough for Yu Qiansi to escape from her control.

Yu Qiansi spun around and punched Lanzhi hard at the wound under her ribs. Then he no longer cared about Lanzhi who was curled up and howling in pain, and ran towards Boyi without looking back.

Bo Yi had already torn a hole in the originally solid black-clothed men's defensive formation. The familiar fragrance, mixed with the smell of blood, became clearer and stronger. He drew his knife to kill two people, ran towards the familiar smell, and extended his left hand.

And she ran over with all her might, almost falling into his arms.

Their fingertips were about to touch, and Bo Yi tried his best to hold her hand, but he heard Lan Zhi screaming, "Form a formation!"

The next second, he missed and Yu Qiansi fell heavily to the ground, and he was also knocked away by the men in black around him.

The familiar fragrance gradually dissipated.

Boundless anger surged in Bo Yi's chest. He shouted loudly, raised his knife and slashed around, but for some reason, the black wall of people was impenetrable. He chopped with all his strength, blood splattered everywhere, but no one fell to the ground.

The human wall wrapped around him, like a night tide, breathing, surging, and swallowing up all his killing moves.

He could neither hear nor see, and gradually, when he looked up, there was no star in the night sky. It was as if a whole piece of pure black cloth was covering his head, enveloping him along with the wall of people.

"Aru! Aru, are you okay? Where are you?"

His voice was interrupted by strange metal collision sounds coming from all directions, as if many broken swords were placed in a copper basin, making a tiny and harsh sound.

It gave him a headache and tinnitus, making it difficult for him to bear it.

Bo Yi knew that this was probably some powerful formation, so he dared not act rashly.

But as he was dizzy, he saw murderous intent everywhere. Knives flashed everywhere, and he dodged the first few attacks by instinct, but he was still forced to lose his composure. He just moved quickly and was slashed on the back by the knives in the wall of people.

But when he raised his knife to resist, the knives disappeared into the wall of people. He swung his knife again to chop at the wall of people, but the people he had injured disappeared in the blink of an eye. The sound of metal hitting each other was heard again, disturbing his mind, and he felt a tightness in his chest and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Before the formation, there were less than a hundred men in black left. But now, these people seemed endless, and even if they were seriously injured by his sword, there were always new people to replace them.

Bo Yi became furious.

Even if the formation was mysterious, there were still these people. He didn't believe that if he injured all the people here, would he still not be able to find a flaw?
As his breathing calmed down, another round of knife attack began.

After several attempts, all his killing moves seemed to be swallowed up by the black cloud. His hands and feet were numb, and his body was covered with wounds. The annoying metal sound was endless. He had no power to fight back. His black clothes were covered in blood, but he was still holding on and not falling down.

"Bo Yi."

Suddenly, he heard Yu Qiansi's voice, which was broken and intermittent through the strange metal collision sounds.

"Aru?"

"Bo Yi, this is a formation. What you see and feel is fake. Don't be reckless when you kill in the formation. Use what you are best at. Make your move after ten breaths."

Bo Yi clenched the knife in his hand and tried to piece together the message in the words. (End of this chapter)