Bone Painting Coroner

Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest update of the latest chapters of Bone Painting!The Yanyan host asked, "Who are you? Haven't hurried away."

Great momentum!

Lianque held a long sword in her hand, and her whole body was chilling.

Did not give up half a step.

Nayen probably guessed his purpose too, so he got off the carriage and walked forward two steps: "Yanlai is you! It seems your life is really hard."

The murderousness in the even bird's eye was not reduced, the hand holding the sword was a little tight, and said coldly: "God has eyes, let me keep this life."

"Who the hell are you? Whose life did you serve?"

"I'm afraid I want to tell you, you have no life to know."

"The arrogant! I didn't kill you last time. This time, I won't be soft-hearted again." Then, Yanyan pulled the sword of the bodyguard beside him, aimed at the Linque, and ordered, "Kill!"

Rushed past.

Lianque also raised his sword to welcome it.

Suddenly, the two parties were fighting hard.

The quiet snowy night seemed to be cut by a sound of a collision of weapons.

The breath of death continues to spread...

That martial arts martial arts was great. He went to the battlefield and killed countless enemies. His sword was twice as fast as ordinary people's swords, and he didn't get cheap even with a few moves.

The two fight roundabout.

The snow is still down, more and more anxious, almost blocking the sight of people.

The sword that continued to catch the sparrow and said: "If you switch to the king now, as long as the king is out of the city, you will be glorious and rich."

Lianque sneered: "Today you are only afraid that you can't move."

Having finished speaking, pick up the Yanyan sword.

Continue to fight hard.

The people of Lianque are all masters, but the guards of Nayen are useless.

Barely for a while.

But soon they were strangled one by one!

The corpses are everywhere.

Blood stained the snow.

Horrible.

Lianque ordered: "No one is allowed to interfere. Today is my grievance with him."

"Yes!" The people withdrew and formed a circle.

The Yanyan eyes were red, and the hand holding the sword felt numb for a while.

He looked around and all his own people were dead, leaving him alone.

Things are a foregone conclusion.

Powerless to reverse.

Can be sworn to death to the end.

He slowly raised his sword and looked down at the Lianque. He said, "No matter whether I live or die today, I don't feel like I bowed my head."

To die, to die with dignity.

The sword rushed past.

Lianque turned sideways, and after reaching the stretch, without slacking, he immediately thrust a sword at his back.

The sword pierced the heart from behind.

The Yan body stunned and leaned forward, the severe pain from his chest spreading throughout his bloodstream...

Gradually numb.

The time also seemed to freeze for a few seconds.

Until the finches pulled out the sword.

The blood sprinkled on the ground, like a red plum blossom that had been broken down.

The wide eyes widened, and he looked down at the bleeding wound on his chest, and his brows twisted tightly.

The sword in his hand also hit the snow.

He covered his wound and his body slowly sagged.

Kneel on one knee!

Still holding on.

Even if he reached the last second, he would not be embarrassed.

Lian Finch walked in front of him and put the sword on his neck.

Condescendingly said: "This is your end!" Na Yan laughed with bloody mouth grinning, raised his head hard, and the arrogant momentum in his eyes did not diminish, saying, "It is me today... …I did it in one hand, and died for me, but it was just... the first thing!

In the battle for the throne, although I lost that Yan, but it is worth the life!It is better to die with bone than to die with his hand."

Then he suddenly took hold of the sword around his neck.

His head twisted.

The sharp sword made a cut in his neck.

Blood poured out instantly.

He killed himself!

The body fell on the snow covered with blood.

Always failed to meet.

Even if he died, he did not succumb to the hands of others.

At this moment, Lianque's heart was filled with unspeakable emotions.

Everyone in Hu Yi knows that Nayan is the God of War.

He has fought against the battlefield for many years and made contributions to Hu Yi.

Such a person should not be damn!

Lianque even wanted to kill him at the last minute, but it was destiny.

Even if he really let him go, he would never endure such insults with his victorious temperament.

Rather die than live forever...

In the palace.

King Hu Yi was escorted all the way to Tongzhi Hall.

Li Qiao followed.

The gate in the hall is closed!

The guards were outside.

Hu Yiwang was unwell, smoked thick smoke, and was tossed about again.

He sat on the soft slump and gasped!

The old eunuch beside him quickly poured a glass of water for him: "The king, the minions will go to the royal doctor."

Before the old eunuch reached the door, Li Qiao drew his sword and sealed it with his sword.

Spilled blood.

The old eunuch was killed.

Seeing this, King Hu Yi shattered the tea cup in his hand and smashed it to the ground.

Confounded!

He stood up and screamed Li Qiao: "What are you doing?"

Li Qiao looked cold and put his sword into his scabbard.

All the guards in the temple were indifferent, and apparently seemed to have expected all this to happen.

King Hu Yi noticed something was wrong, and his body was unstable: "You..."

The door was pushed open.

Pingyang Hou entered from the outside, standing upright, full of aura.

There was a smile on the corner of the mouth.

When he saw the old eunuch's body, he just glanced at it hurriedly, not caring.

He walked to the front of the temple and bowed his hand: "See King."

It seems to be respectful, but it is a bit ironic.

At this moment, King Hu Yi's heart was like a mirror, and his halberd was angry: "Li Wenshi, are you going to rebel?"

The voice echoed in the temple for a long time!

Pingyang Hou raised his eyes and looked cunningly, saying, "King, when the situation changes, we must know how to judge the situation and what the officials do, but it is actually for the sake of Hu Yijiangshan."

"presumptuous!"

"Now the palace is full of people inside and outside the palace, and at this time the city gate has been closed. No one can go out or enter. The king should see the situation in front of him! Moreover, the minister does not want to hurt the king."

King Hu Yi's body was weak, and he was hurt in his chest for a while, saying: "Li Wenshi, I thought you were the Li family from generation to generation. It turned out...it was a wolf!"

After that, he slumped softly and powerlessly on the slump.

No more support!

Pingyang Houyan smiled insidiously: "Whether it is a wolf or a sheep, today, the minister is just rectifying the situation."

Sound like Hong Zhong!

"You..." King Hu Yi was vomiting blood!

Li Qiao stepped forward and asked, "Dad, should I send someone to the Three Kings' Palace to take the lord to the palace?"

Pingyang Hou raised his hand to stop, with a sly smile on the corner of his mouth: "Qiao'er, don't you still understand what Dad meant by now?"

"..." Pingyang Hou was full of ambition, and he said: "I didn't do anything but let the three princes hand over the military power in his hands. If such a waste at the mercy of the people gets to the top, Hu Yi Jiangshan Sooner or later, he will lose to his hands!

Only the capable live here, not to mention, without ambition, it is difficult to become an atmosphere!Hu Yi's world, it should be changed into the world of my Li family!"

Li Qiao was taken aback.It turned out that my father's plan was... to be king!