The concubine enters the palace? The princess empties the palace and goes into exile with the baby

Nangong Yu also saw Song Yao at the market that day. She was quite eye-catching in the crowd, so he looked at her a few more times. If he knew that Song Yao was going to assassinate him one day, he should have killed her directly at that time!

Nangong Yu snorted coldly, "I guess you were bewitched by Chen Zongping and came here, right? Haha, I knew he was unreliable!"

He never believed in Chen Zongping, but their leader believed in him very much, so he came to Chang'an City.

Unexpectedly, he would be betrayed by Chen Zongping!

Song Yao said: "It will do you no good if you know more!"

"Haha!" Nangong Yu sneered, "You probably don't realize that you've been used by Chen Zongping, right? He's not a good guy. Trusting him is like digging your own grave!"

Song Yao never believed in Chen Zongping, and they had already agreed that after they dealt with the remnants of the Blood Mist Cult, they would kill Chen Zongping.

Therefore, Song Yao and Xiao Chi did not appreciate Nangong Yu's kindness, and attacked again without waiting for him to speak.

Without weapons, and with Song Yao and the other two alone, it was very difficult for Nangong Yu to deal with them. After only three or four rounds, the long sword in Xiao Chi's hand pierced Nangong Yu's chest.

Nangong Yu spat out a mouthful of blood. He looked at the sword in his chest in disbelief, then looked at Xiao Chi and Song Yao.

He didn't expect that he would die in their hands!

That bastard Chen Zongping, if he hadn't betrayed me, he wouldn't have died so miserably today!

Xiao Chi drew his sword, and Nangong Yu knelt on the ground. His scarlet eyes looked at Xiao Chi and the others, "If you kill me, my eldest brother will not let you go!"

After saying that, Nangong Yu spat out another mouthful of blood.

Xiao Chi's eyes were sinister. "Do you think I'm afraid of him? You people from the Blood Mist Sect should have died long ago. If he dares to come, I'll make him regret founding the Blood Mist Sect!"

Nangong Yu could no longer hold on, blood kept flowing from the wound, and soon his face became extremely pale, like a piece of white paper.

He fell to the ground, his eyes showing unwillingness.

Soon, Nangong Yu closed his eyes.

Song Yao walked over, reached out to feel his breath, and found that he had died.

But Song Yao was afraid that he was faking his death, so she asked Xiao Chi to stab him again.

The knife was right at the heart. Even if he was a god, he couldn't escape death this time.

Song Yao stood up and looked at Xiao Chi. "He is the most powerful person in the Blood Mist Cult. If he dies, the others won't be a problem."

Xiao Chi said, "If the leader of the Blood Mist Cult knew about this, he would probably send someone to retaliate."

Song Yao snorted, her face full of disdain, "So what if he comes? I'm not afraid of him!"

"Yeah." Xiao Chi nodded, "Let's go see them."

"Yeah." Song Yao responded and left the room with Xiao Chi.

When I came to other rooms, I saw that the people from the Blood Mist Cult had all fallen to the ground.

I have to say that Xiao Yan and Song Zizhou are quite powerful in martial arts.

When Xiao Yan saw them coming, he walked to Song Yao, pulled Song Yao aside, and then stood between Song Yao and Xiao Chi.

He glanced at Xiao Chi, then looked at Song Yao with gentle eyes, "Did you kill that man?"

Song Yao nodded, "Well, he's dead. Did you kill the rest?"

Xiao Yan nodded, "Yes, kill them all. They are all here. Now we don't have to worry about them kidnapping the girl."

Song Zizhou walked up to Xiao Yan and the others and said, "Let's go kill Chen Zongping first. He's a terrible person and must be dealt with."

"Okay!" Song Yao nodded, called the others and went to Chen Zongping.

Chen Zongping was worried that Song Yao and the others could not kill Nangong Yu and the others, so he kept pacing around the room anxiously.

Just when he was wondering whether Song Yao and the others could win, he heard a knock on the door. He walked to the door and tried to ask, "Who is it?"

"Mr. Chen, it's us." Song Yao's voice came from outside the door.

When Chen Zongping heard this, he immediately opened the door!

However, the moment he opened the door, a long sword stabbed in and pierced his chest.

He widened his eyes, with obvious astonishment in his eyes, "You, you guys..."

Song Zizhou pulled back the bloody sword. After they entered the house, Chen Zongping stumbled back a few steps and finally fell to the ground.

He looked at Song Yao and the others, his eyes full of disbelief, "You..."

Song Yao snorted coldly, "You've helped the remnants of the Blood Mist Cult do so many evil things. Do you really think we'll believe you just because you say a few words? Chen Taishi, your reputation in Chang'an City is rotten. The people are criticizing you. You deserve what you've done!"

Chen Zongping always thought that Song Yao and the others believed in him, so he cooperated with them. But he didn't know that they killed the people from the Blood Mist Sect one moment and came to take his life the next!

He thought they were his companions, that they believed him 100%, but he didn't expect...

Chen Zongping laughed bitterly, "Really?"

He originally wanted to let Song Yao and the others kill Nangong Yu, so that he could inherit his position as the left envoy of the Blood Mist Sect, and then he would kill Song Yao and the others. In this way, the things that happened would not be spread to the capital. In this way, he would not only be the left envoy of the Blood Mist Sect, but also the historian of Chang'an City!

It’s a pity that he was still too naive, which is why he ended up in this situation.

However, all the things he had carefully planned had now turned out like this, and he was really unwilling to accept it.

Chen Zongping was full of passion, but now, he died at the hands of Song Yao and others!

He lay on the ground, his hand covering the wound loosened, and a sarcastic smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

The corners of his mouth slowly lowered and his eyes closed.

Song Zizhou went over to check his breath and found that he was dead.

However, fearing that he would not die completely, Song Zizhou stabbed him again.

This Chen Zongping is so evil that he must die. Otherwise, he will bring disaster to them.

With this one blow, Chen Zongping was dead.

Song Zizhou returned to Song Yao and the others and said, "Let's go before anyone notices us."

If the people in the Taishi Mansion knew about this, it would be a trouble.

A few people agreed and left through the back door.

……

The next morning, Song Yao and Song Zizhou left the inn and were wandering around the market outside when they heard many people talking about how Chen Taishi had been assassinated last night!

Not only did Chen Taishi die, but even the remnants of the Blood Mist Cult died.

This is really a good thing that makes people happy.

Look, people around are saying that it’s a good thing that Chen Taishi died. If he had died, the girls in Chang’an City would be safe.

Song Zizhou and Song Yao heard the discussions around them, looked at each other and smiled, but said nothing.