Martial Emperor of Couching Phoenix - C353 winter chrysanthemum

The Ice Soul Sword suddenly released a buzzing sound. The tip of the sword suddenly trembled, and when it was close to Little sister Ming Hua’s neck, the blade went wrong.

Outside the pavilion, behind Little sister Ming Hua, the thick and heavy snow suddenly exploded. The two black-clothed men who initially wanted to attack Little sister Ming Hua suddenly saw a flash of sword light and were forced to retreat a few steps.

Feng Huizi completely reacted, Zhao Mingzhe did not want to attack Little sister Ming Hua at all, but instead wanted to protect him.

It was just that Feng Huizi’s palm had already landed, and even though he had barely made a mistake, even though he had dodged to the side of his chest, he still managed to hit Zhao Mingzhe heavily.

In the blink of an eye, he had cut through the snow night, forming more than ten sharp cross shaped Sword Qi in the air, attacking towards the two black clothed men.

With an explosive shout, the two people simultaneously used the weapons in their hands to seal towards the Ice Soul Sword.

Zhao Mingzhe’s left hand pulled Little sister Ming Hua behind him, and his right foot took a step forward. Accompanied by a sharp sound of friction, a majestic earth force field surged over, the violent force carried by the longsword more than doubled in an instant!

Crack crack. The long sabers in the hands of the two men in black shattered into pieces.

The sword was like a white rainbow piercing through the sun, striking right at the abdomen of the person on the left. With a muffled grunt from the man, Zhao Mingzhe’s wrist turned, and the Ice Soul Sword released a cold Qi flow.

Amidst the screams, the faces of the man in black on the right were pricked with ice blades as blood dripped into the snow like a blooming winterberry.

Zhao Mingzhe’s sword shook, the blade tip pressing onto the neck of the other person, and said coldly:

“Speak, who sent you?”

At this time, the cultivators in charge of protecting the safety of the Little sister Ming Hua had already rushed over and surrounded the two killers.

Clutching the wound on his abdomen, the man looked at Zhao Mingzhe, and his pupils started to expand, and then with a ‘putong’ he fell onto the ground.

Dark black blood flowed out from this person’s mouth. It was clear that this person had chosen to use poison to kill himself.

Another assassin whose face was covered in blades of ice roared and smacked his palm on the blades of ice. The sound of bones cracking could be heard as the assassin’s entire face deformed. He also committed suicide on the spot.

Zhao Mingzhe frowned slightly, he knew that these two were definitely deathsworn, and wanted to find out something from them, it was simply unrealistic.

Turning his body, Zhao Mingzhe saw that the Little sister Ming Hua did not have any signs of panic at all from the assassination attempt. Instead, tears faintly appeared in her pearl-like eyes as she looked at Zhao Mingzhe foolishly.

In the next moment, Little sister Ming Hua called out “Big Brother Zhe” and threw herself into Zhao Mingzhe’s embrace.

Letting out a breath, Zhao Mingzhe thought to himself, and sure enough, Lu Lin’s words were a warning to him that the Little sister Ming Hua might be in danger. Fortunately, he had come in time, if he had come even later, then the Little sister Ming Hua might have fallen into the hands of these two men in black.

However, these two men in black were not from Great Mo Nation, nor were they barbarians.

Thinking about what had recently happened in Great Mo Nation, Zhao Mingzhe felt more and more that Su Xie’s bizarre sudden illness and Little sister Ming Hua’s assassination attempt were most likely related to Hua Banyuan …

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Outside Su Xie’s chambers, a black-clothed Lu Lin stood amidst a cluster of flowers.

These flowers were the winter chrysanthemums unique to the Great Mo Nation. According to the rumors, if there was blood to nourish, the winter chrysanthemums would be especially tender when they bloomed.

Now, the winter chrysanthemum in the garden outside the bedroom was still beautiful even when the snow was falling.

Even if he had accompanied Zhao Mingzhe in closed-door training in the Ming Hua Mountain for four years, Lu Lin was still only seventeen years old.

After a while, Hua Banyuan, who was dressed in a beautiful robe and had a delicate face, and carried an incomparable noble aura, slowly walked over with Dalai Li and a maid with a normal appearance.

Lu Lin bowed respectfully to Hua Banyuan and then placed his hand on the side.

Hua Banyuan extended his crystal clear palm and caught a snowflake. After the snowflake slowly melted in his palm, she opened her mouth and said at a leisurely pace:

“The person sent to target Princess Mo Qingcheng didn’t succeed. In the end, Zhao Mingzhe happened to arrive in time to save Princess Qingcheng. ”

“Very normal. In the Great Mo Nation, there were only three people that Zhao Mingzhe cared about the most. One was the King, one was Zhao Shenglong, and the other was Princess Ming Hua. If Zhao Mingzhe cannot see the King, then he will naturally rush to see Ye Minghua. ”

The corner of Hua Banyuan’s mouth had a smile that was not really a smile as she looked at Lu Lin and said:

“Is that so? Actually, in my opinion, what deep meaning does the phrase you and Zhao Mingzhe used to stand in the mountain and name yourself had? ”

Lu Lin was silent for a while, then slowly said:

“There is indeed a deeper meaning. At the place where Zhao Mingzhe left his closed door cultivation, Princess Ming Hua asked him to give that green mountain and lake a name, and Zhao Mingzhe wanted to use Princess Tan Hua’s name to name the place. Indeed, I wanted to remind Zhao Mingzhe to go and save Princess Tantai Hua. After all, such a good woman should not be involved in the bloodshed. ”

Hearing Lu Lin admitting that he reminded Zhao Mingzhe, Dalai Li’s gaze turned colder. His hand was already on the handle of his blade.

Hua Banyuan waved her hand at Dalinar.

“Forget it, what Lu Lin did might not be wrong. As both of us are women, I am also not willing to allow Little sister Ming Hua to suffer. However, I want to confirm one thing. Which side do you, Lu Lin, stand on? After all, a majority of people know that Zhao Mingzhe has always viewed you as his disciple, so are you really willing to betray him? ”

Lu Lin pointed to the true winter chrysanthemum that was just opened, and smiled.

“On that day, the King’s personal guards and Blood Cavalry spies were all personally given poisons by me. Their bodies were all buried here, nourishing the winter chrysanthemums. “Queen, do you think that if I do not stand by your side, there is no other way for me to escape?”

Hua Banyuan looked at the beautiful winter chrysanthemum, and thought back to the day when the palace had changed. It was indeed this young man in front of him, who had not even blinked his eyes as he forced five hundred people to drink the poison. From this point of view, even if this young man reminded Zhao Mingzhe to save Ye Minghua, he would not stand on Su Xie’s side anymore!

“Speaking of which, I’ve always been curious. The King treats you well, so why did you choose to do this?”

“I had an elder sister who was selected as a death warrior since she was young. In order to protect that person, she had no choice but to go to Heavenly Light Nation and become a singing courtesan. Furthermore, when she escorted that person back to their country, she died without a complete corpse. I always felt that the person who made my sister a death soldier should pay a heavy price. ”

Hua Banyuan nodded.

“I understand now, the person who made your sister a death knight is the King. Just that, if Zhao Mingzhe were to insist on saving the King, what do you think we should do? ”

Lu Lin gave a charming smile, looked at Hua Banyuan, and said word by word:

“In the banquet three days later, if Zhao Mingzhe still persists in not realizing his mistake, then he will have lived to the end…”