Start from the thief

Some people who have practiced special skills or have a very high level of cultivation can stay in the air for a short period of time or even fly, but this does not include Li Huan. His cultivation is due to the protection of his ancestors, and it cannot be said that he has practiced at all, so he naturally cannot fight against gravity.

He had a natural fear of people who suddenly walked out from below, and it seemed that he had never gained the upper hand over this person.

In fact, he was wrong. Back then in Taizong's tomb, he still had a slight advantage, forcing Zhao Yushu to exchange opponents with the little Taoist priest.

"Long time no see, Li Huan."

Zhao Yushu looked at Li Huan who was unable to control his falling momentum, smiled slightly, and then drew out the Qingsuo Sword.

The Qingsuo Sword is used to slay demons, the Minghong Sword is used to devour gods, and although the Qionglong in Li Huan's body has followed Taizong for a long time, what it has done really makes it unworthy of being called a god.

Zhao Yushu didn't plan to keep it.

The green sword light did not extend very far, but the oppressive feeling it emanated was as real as a substance.

Li Huan only felt that his heart stopped beating for a beat, and the other soul in his body seemed to have been frozen.

"Escape! Escape!"

Qiulong screamed at the top of his lungs, and the fear from his soul even made Li Huan scream out along with him.

Frankly speaking, Zhao Yushu was frightened by Li Huan's sudden words "run away quickly". If he didn't know him well, he would have thought that he was trying to control the Qionglong to let him escape.

This is a fantasy story, not some sad drama written by Jiang Gaili.

Li Huan's potential might have been stimulated in the face of death. He actually seized the moment when Zhao Yushu was frightened, landed, turned around and ran in one go, rushing straight towards the Danfeng Gate of the Daming Palace.

Yelu Mingjing was there. He needed me and would not let me die in Zhao Yushu's hands.

By the way, Zhao Yushu is here. This information is very important, and I must bring it over.

Li Huan was moving very fast and was about to rush into Danfeng Gate.

A green light flashed, and Zhao Yushu reached out to catch the Qingsuo sword that flew back on its own. It was as smooth as a mirror, but there was a faint trace of bright red sliding off.

"Aren't you going to chase me?"

Lan Ling's eyebrows were curved as she looked at Zhao Yushu who walked out of the palace, with a hint of anger in her tone.

Zhao Yushu informed her of his arrival only after Li Huan and Li Jian arrived. And the location of the message was actually inside the Hanyuan Hall at the back. This meant that this guy had sneaked in a long time ago, and no one knew what he had done in the Hanyuan Hall, and he only showed up now.

"Yelü Mingjing is outside. If I go out now, I will die. Besides, there is no need for that anymore."

Zhao Yushu spread his hands and looked at Li Jian: "Li Jian, it's rare that you can save your life, why don't you stay in front of Taizu's mausoleum and stick to your bad habits?"

Li Jian's face trembled: "If my whole life is just going to be wasted like this, I would rather die."

"Come on, you're just obsessed with that chair. If you were as brave as you say, you would have committed suicide long ago. Why would you have been escorted from Jiangning to Chang'an? By the way, I just sat in there for a while and felt very uncomfortable. I don't know why you guys were so happy sitting there."

Li Tong immediately glared at him and said, "That's the dragon throne of the Tang Dynasty emperor. Did you go in and sit on it?"

"Zhao Yushu, if it weren't for you, I wouldn't have ended up like this. I, I, I always considered you a friend."

Zhao Yushu couldn't help but grin: "You are really too smart. Even now, when you find that you have no way out, you still think of playing the emotional card again."

Li Jian was stunned for a moment, and found that his little trick was discovered on the spot, and his face turned pale.

"I am willing to return to the Mausoleum of the Great Ancestor. Li Tong, you can abolish my cultivation. The royal family of the Great Tang Dynasty has never committed treason. According to the laws of the Great Tang Dynasty, you cannot kill me!"

Li Tong looked at the clown-like Li Jian and sighed.

"Since you know you are a royal family, be decent. You can choose the white silk poison wine."

"Ha, ha, ha, why? Li Tong, he has someone he loves and doesn't like you. It's useless for you to side with him!"

Li Tong blushed and shook her head: "I gave you a chance, Zhao Yushu, you decide."

After he finished speaking, Li Tong turned around. The beheading of royal family members in front of Hanyuan Hall, something that had not happened in the Tang Dynasty for 400 years, finally happened in his hands. If his ancestors were still alive, they would be so angry that they would want to get up and kill him.

But it doesn’t matter. I will do more unconventional things in the future.

An ordinary dagger drew an arc in the sky, just like that day in Jiangning.

"Kill yourself."

Zhao Yushu withdrew his hand, expressionless.

Li Jian looked at the dagger falling in front of him with a clanging sound. His whole body was stiff, but he was shaking all the time.

He looked back at the distant Danfeng Gate and wondered why he was only at the third level and why he didn't practice a good footwork, otherwise he might have a chance to escape.

Li Jian picked up the dagger, an ordinary piece of iron, and he actually needed both hands to barely hold it.

I am supposed to be the emperor. My father promised me so himself. You are supposed to be my subjects. You should all kneel down before me. How can you stand so high up? Why do you look down on me?

Why? Why!

Li Jian shouted loudly and ran wildly, rushing up the imperial steps like a madman.

Zhao Yushu couldn't help but close his eyes.

If Li Jian had not been born into an imperial family, he might have been a very good friend.

Lan Ling held his hand and walked up alone. She wanted to make the final decision for Zhao Yushu.

Zhao Yushu held her back.

Li Jian rushed forward.

A cold light flashed, and Li Jian stopped and staggered two steps.

The dagger that was in his hand just now had slipped out of his hand at some point and pierced straight into his heart.

"What, what's going on?"

Li Jian did not look at Zhao Yushu beside him. His confused eyes suddenly became clear again and he looked at the hall in front of him, or rather, the golden chair in the deepest part of the hall.

Li Jian moved forward step by step, and the blood from his heart dripped onto the white marble floor.

He walked very hard, but his speed was getting slower and slower. If he continued like this, he would not be able to reach the temple gate.

A hand suddenly supported him.

Zhao Yushu stared blankly at Li Tong, who grabbed Li Jian and quickly walked into Hanyuan Hall.

Li Jian's consciousness was disappearing rapidly, but the scenery in front of him was also changing very fast.

He felt himself being turned around and then sitting in a chair.

Li Tong was the only one standing in the empty hall.

"Are you satisfied?"

Li Tong looked at Li Jian, whose eyes were almost closed, and her eyes turned red.

How many people have been killed by this chair?

Li Jian smiled.

"My dear, be kind. I will reward you..."

Li Jian tilted his head and died on the dragon throne he had longed for.

"Zhao Yushu!"

Li Tong's crying voice suddenly rang out. Zhao Yushu and Lan Ling looked at each other and walked into Hanyuan Hall together.

Li Tong's face turned from red to pale in an instant, and the little cultivation she had disappeared in an instant like a flood. A golden sword appeared in front of her.

Li Tong held the hilt of the sword, her breath was chaotic, and it was obvious that it was very difficult for her to use this sword with her current level of cultivation.

"Zhao Yushu, did you kill Yelu Mingjing for the public or for your own benefit?"

"All."

"Will killing Yelu Mingjing be beneficial to the world and the people?"

"Have."

"In this case, I grant you this sword in the name of the Human Emperor."