Quick wear: The villain made the male protagonist cry again

chapter 84
Shen Chen raised his jaw slightly and his voice was cold.

"Do you know why since ancient times evil has never prevailed over good?"

Feng Louyin frowned, feeling uneasy.

"Because the villain died of talking too much." There was a gentle smile on her face.

In an instant.

Snow was floating on the walls of the palace, and countless soldiers in armor poured out from the walls, corners, and steps.

They were dressed in silver armor and well equipped.

And many guards below also turned their backs one after another, pointing their swords at the people around them.

Feng Louyin was startled, and shouted loudly: "Take Shen Chen down quickly."

The guards around him rushed towards Shen Chen one after another,

But she broke their necks one by one and threw them down, the white marble steps were stained red with blood, as the number of people around him became less and less, his heart became more and more panicked.

It’s over.

Why didn't he know that all of this was Shen Chen's plan, she didn't drink the cartilage powder at all.

Or that Qingxuan didn't drug her wine at all.

He glanced at Qingxuan with hatred, an emotional idiot.

Qingxuan didn't have much expression on his face, he looked at Shen Chen obsessively, she was decisive in killing like a ghost crawling up from hell, twisting the necks of his subordinates mercilessly.

But she is so charming.

Make his heart beat violently.

Under the high rank, Yuhua, who was supposed to be in the bridal chamber, was also wearing silver armor, holding a spear, and led the soldiers to fight bloody. The ministers were frightened and fled in all directions.

Lin Shang also appeared beside Shen Chen at this time, holding an ink and bamboo umbrella, and handed Shen Chen a clean veil.

Following her appearance, the soldiers on the city wall drew their longbows and rained swords down, causing howls to wail for a while.

The people of Fenglouyin and Qingxuan retreated day by day, the remaining remnants protected Fenglouyin and Qingxuan, retreated slowly, fighting with their lives to make a way out for them.

Shen Chen slowly wiped his blood-stained hands.

It's a pity that they were still outnumbered after all, and the remaining hundreds of people were still besieged under the city wall.

Today's imperial palace can be described as a thousand miles of corpses, with blood flowing like rivers.

The ministers were settled by Yanhua and guarded behind them.

Feng Louyin raised her head and looked up at Shen Chen.

"Shen Chen, you are so calculating."

Shen Chen smiled, waved his hand, and signaled Lin Shang to put away the bamboo umbrella.

"Assignment."

Feng Louyin gritted her teeth: "You are such a cold-hearted person, you can even plan your own brother's wedding, I underestimated you."

As he spoke, a weird smile appeared on his face.

"Then do you care about your brother?"

In the blink of an eye, a minister standing beside Yuhua held a dagger and stabbed it into her neck.

"General!"

Before everyone could react, the minister also killed himself.

Yanhua fell to the ground, with hot blood gurgling from her neck, her body twitched, her hands tightly covering her neck, and the surrounding soldiers hurried forward to treat her.

Feng Louyin said with a smile: "Tell me, will your brother blame you?"

"Will he hate you forever?"

"You killed his bride on his wedding night."

Shen Chen also didn't expect that she looked at Feng Louyin with a somewhat deep gaze.

Qingxuan looked at the scene in front of him indifferently, white snow fell on him one after another, he was silent like a pure snowman.

He pulled out the hairpin from his hair, and stabbed at Fenglouyin suddenly.

But I don't want to flash coldly.

His wrist hurt, and his golden hairpin fell into the snow without making a sound.

Fenglou took a step back: "Qingxuan, you madman."

"You actually want to kill me."

"Do you think she will let you go after killing me?"

Qingxuan didn't speak, and three thousand blue hairs poured down, dancing with the cold wind to cover the expression on his face, his face was white and transparent, he tilted his head in puzzlement, looking at his painful wrist.

He saw that cold light shot from Shen Chen's sleeve.

(End of this chapter)