Golden Age Of Phoenix: Tyrant’s First Class Virtuous Imperial Concubine

"you dare!"

These two words, like a bolt from the blue sky, suddenly exploded above everyone's heads.

Zhu Xuan was suddenly frightened.

And when everyone stood there and dared not to move, suddenly, there was another noise around. When I turned around, I saw that around the altar and the wide wall, there were suddenly neat footsteps. Surrounded in all directions.

somebody is coming!

Everyone opened their eyes wide, and saw countless flags and countless figures, all of a sudden swarming in from eight doors on all sides, and suddenly rushed into this wide area.

That is--

Standing high on the altar, Nan Yan could see at a glance that it was an imperial soldier led by Ying Shao!

After they rushed in, they immediately surrounded from all directions, cutting off all the guards who had prepared to close the altar step by step.

For a moment, those guards were also a little panicked.

After all, before, the entire altar of worship was under their control. No matter what they did, they had confidence, but suddenly the emperor's imperial soldiers appeared, and for a while, they were also a little at a loss.

In this case, we must start!

However, the numbers of the two sides seem to be evenly matched. What will happen if they start hands?

The outcome is unknown, but people's hearts are always like this. These people are a little hesitant because of sudden changes, and the hands holding the sword tremble slightly, and the blade's blade emits an uncertain, flashing cold light.

"This--"

The sudden change made Zhu Xuan stunned.

He widened his eyes, watching the ups and downs in front of him, and suddenly understood what was coming, turned his head to look at Zhu Feng, his voice went dumb for a moment: "You—you—"

Zhu Feng looked at him condescendingly, but only coldly said: "Do you want me to say it again?"

"..."

"you dare!"

These two words, like two heavy blows, hit Zhu Xuan's chest fiercely. He staggered back two steps, and Jian Ruocheng behind him hurriedly supported him: "Lord!"

Zhu Xuan said: "You, you don't--"

The latter words are naturally unnecessary.

If he was still being controlled by others, he would definitely not be alert and vigilant towards himself, let alone prepare the imperial soldiers in advance.

Zhu Xuan said: "So you are already sober?"

Hearing these words, everyone seemed to be a little bit unaware, and Lili Fengshu, who was standing on the altar with the other concubines, turned pale at this moment and turned to look at Zhu Feng.

She trembled all over.

The same trembling people, and Nan Yan standing under the steps.

When she saw this scene, she didn't know whether it was sad or happy, and when she turned her head to look at Zhu Feng, hot tears suddenly burst into her eyes.

In the dim eyes of tears, I seemed to feel that Zhu Feng also glanced at her.

But, just a short glance.

At the next moment, Zhu Feng's gaze, as cold as a knife, fell on Zhu Xuan's body, and there was a cold flash in his eyes.

He squinted his eyes slightly and said with a sneer: "It's not easy for you to get me to this point, Lao Qi!"

"..."

Zhu Xuan's eyes were confused.

However, he turned his head to look at the surrounding situation, suddenly took a deep breath, looked up again, his face returned to the previous jokes, cynical smile.

"The emperor's remarks puzzled the minister."

"Oh?"

Zhu Xuan took a step forward, made a respectful look, raised his hand to salute him, and said, "The emperor, the courtier just wants the emperor to return to the palace. Is there any problem with this?"

"Have."

"what is the problem."

"It's the same sentence--" Zhu Feng looked at him gloomily: "Dare you!"

Hearing this sentence for the third time made Zhu Xuan's face paler.

He knew that compared to Zhu Feng, who had fought in Peking for more than ten years, his strength in force and the strain on the battlefield were not as good, and because of this, he planned for today for an unknown period of time.

Step by step, every detail is considered perfect.

Unexpectedly, it was still--

However, turning his head and looking at the surrounding imperial soldiers, a cold smile suddenly appeared at the corner of his mouth. He raised his head to look at Zhu Feng, and his eyes had already revealed a bit of viciousness.

He said: "The emperor, do you want to control the audience with just this one?"

"..."

"Or does the emperor think that with this person, the emperor does not have to explain to the world?"

"This one?"

Zhu Feng heard the threat in his tone, but only smiled coldly.

"It seems that you have fewer people."

As soon as the voice fell, Zhu Xuan suddenly felt something. Before he could react, he saw Zhu Feng waved his hand, and suddenly, dozens of figures flashed out from behind the altar.

It was as fast as lightning, and everyone had hardly seen that these people had fallen on the altar.

What a quick skill!

The sudden appearance of these people shocked the concubines and courtesy officials on the altar, and some even exclaimed.

Only Nan Yan suppressed the agitation in his heart.

She turned her head and saw that these people were dressed in brocade clothes, official hats, black hair and high-beamed faces. They were almost all young people in their twenties and twenties. However, their expressions looked very cold and stern, and they reflected the cold sword in their hands.

This seems to be not a group of people, but a group of swords!

they are--

Zhu Xuan was also startled by the sudden appearance of these people, his eyes widened, and he couldn't believe it.

The surroundings of the altar are obviously arranged by their own people. Where are these people hiding? Why was it not found at all?

"this is?!"

"They are my trusted guard, Jin Yiwei!"

Standing on the altar, Zhu Feng said with his hands behind his back, "What else do you want to say?"

"..."

"Or, what else do you want to do?"

Zhu Xuan had a gloomy face.

But did not speak.

Nan Yan was hesitating. I don't know why he was still as stable as Mount Tai at this time. But when he heard the altar, Zhu Feng suddenly sneered and said: "Old Qi, I know what you are waiting for."

"what?"

Hearing these words, Zhu Xuan seemed to be broken.

From the beginning to the present, although he was surprised to see the appearance of the imperial soldiers and the appearance of Jin Yiwei, it did not make him completely lose his self-sustainability.

However, when he heard Zhu Feng's words suddenly, he seemed to be struck by lightning.

It seems that there is a last line of defense in my heart.

Suddenly discovered that his original defense line had collapsed.

Nan Yan looked at them in a puzzled manner, but Zhu Feng said coldly: "You are still waiting, waiting for the people outside you to come in, right?"

The people outside?

When Nan Yan heard it, his heart sank again.

At this moment, Zhu Xuan's face has changed drastically.

He was surprised: "You—"

A faint smile flashed across Zhu Feng's face and said, "Then you might as well, be quiet."

"..."

"listen!"

For some reason, when he said this, everyone around him subconsciously held his breath.

Everyone listened attentively.

At this time, I realized that outside of the surrounding wind, there seemed to be a sound outside the altar. The sound was very far, but very noisy. Because just now, the imperial soldiers and Jin Yiwei suddenly appeared, and everyone was terrified. No one settled down to listen to the voices outside.

Now, everyone just heard.

But Zhu Feng had already widened his eyes and looked at Zhu Feng: "You--"

Zhu Feng sneered and said: "You probably have forgotten that I am the King Yan who has been guarding for more than ten years in Peking!"

This sentence is crazy enough!

However, he has his arrogant capital.

He is indeed the King Yan who has guarded Peking for more than a decade and kept the Lao cavalry from committing a penny. For so many years, the stability of the Great Yan Dynasty has been achieved by him on the battlefield. .

Zhu Feng said: "Do you think you can hide this matter on the battlefield from me?"

Nan Yan immediately understood it at this time.

It turned out that not only these people were placed in the altar, but Zhu Xuan also placed some people around the altar in order to ensure that in case of an emergency.

However, this idea of ​​his has long been seen through by Zhu Feng.

Therefore, Zhu Feng had also set up an ambush in Peiping ahead of time. Before King Ning's men rushed in, his men were outside and he had already settled Ning's men.

At this time, everyone was quiet.

The north wind howled.

In the sound of the wind, there was the piercing sound of sword fighting, and the roar and screams of people.

Even, they can smell a pungent **** smell from the wind.

Outside, I don't know what the fierce battle will look like, let alone what kind of tragic battle has been.

However, the less you can see, the more frightening you are.

Zhu Xuan's face became paler than ever. He looked up at Zhu Feng, and his whole person was like a candle in the wind.

Zhu Feng looked down at him, coldly, and said, "Old Qi."

"..."

"Do you want to ask me anything?"

"..."

At this time, there is still something to say there.

No one can speak anymore.

Zhu Xuan stood under the altar, clenched his fists with both hands, and the veins on the back of his hands violently, but after a long time, he slowly let go.

He raised his head again and looked at Zhu Feng, his face has been replaced with the usual, unruly smile: "Of course, I have nothing to say, brother."

"..."

"The emperor asked his minister to be responsible for this sacrifice. The people outside were all arranged to protect by the minister. I don't know what happened."

"..."

"Please also the emperor, don't get me wrong."

"..."

His words made it tickle.

Because from the beginning, he didn't clearly want to use his sword against Zhu Feng. He has always reserved three points for his words.

Even now, this situation has been reached, he still picked himself up in a word.

However, because of this, Nan Yan understood that his action failed!

Thinking of this, her heart loosened and her feet softened.

At this moment, a hand suddenly stretched out from behind, stroked her back, and held her firmly.

"...!"

Nan Yan was taken aback.

When I was about to turn my head, I heard a low, familiar voice behind me, gently saying in my ear: "Don't be afraid."