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Only then did Shen Fangyu look at Usman, but there was no fear in his eyes, but vigilance, as if Usman was not a noble Xiliang monarch, but a gangster.

"Stop talking nonsense." Yan immediately glared at Usman, and said in a big Yan language, "Also, now is the time to judge crimes and pursue accountability. You should hurry up and send soldiers down to save people."

Usman frowned, withdrew his cold gaze, and said to Jinayali nonchalantly: "There are still people behind the sewer of the ancient tomb, and Frost Fang is also there. It will guide you, and you take them down." help."

"Yes!" Jinayali took the order and was about to get up, when Usman said again, "Don't damage the things in the tomb, the king still has use."

"Yes! Your Majesty!" Jinayali signaled a group of soldiers to go down to the tomb with her, and asked Shen Fangyu if he wanted to go with her.

Shen Fangyu was about to refuse, but Yan said: "Go ahead, one more person will do more."

"The humble official takes orders." Shen Fangyu clasped his fists, "But the humble official also has a request."

"Say." Yan said.

"Now that the King of Xiliang has confirmed your Highness's identity, His Highness should go to the palace to rest." Shen Fangyu said earnestly, "This subordinate will definitely live up to the prince's entrustment to save lives, but it is freezing cold now, and the prince is dressed in single clothes. Don't worry, please hurry to the palace to take a bath and add clothes."

Shen Fangyu's words are right, foreign envoys will not stay in Yuelang Palace when they come to Xiliang, they will live in a palace twenty miles away from Danyang City, probably to prevent foreign assassination, it has been like this in all dynasties.

"But..." Yan didn't see Aunt Aya and the others coming out, and was still worried.

"Your Highness, there will be nothing wrong with the rescue here by the King of Xiliang himself." Shen Fangyu put the burden of saving lives firmly on Usman's shoulders. His purpose was very clear. King Liang continued to harass His Highness.

"Yanyan, you go." Usman also felt sorry for Yan standing in the wind with so little clothes on, "It's better to rest and let the empress heal your wounds. The king will visit you later."

"You don't need to bother to see me." Yan looked at Usman and said, "However, when Aunt Aya and the others come out, remember to call someone to let me know."

"Naturally." Usman nodded with a smile.

"Come here, escort His Royal Highness to the palace." Shen Fangyu hit the iron while it was hot, and called Dayan soldiers.

"You guys go too." Usman also ordered Xiliang's guards to escort Yan.

Suddenly there were twenty more soldiers around Yan, the Xiliang army on the left and the Dayan army on the right, they stared at each other, it was very lively.

"I don't need soldiers to escort, it's more useful for them to stay here to help the people." Yan refused all of them, pointing to the camel behind the crowd, "Just give it to me."

"How can this be..." Shen Fangyu frowned.

"I have my own measure, you go and help Jinayali." Yan Yi patted Shen Fangyu on the shoulder, and smiled, "There are many traps in the underground ancient city, you have to be careful, don't get hurt."

"Yes." When the words came to this point, Shen Fangyu could only clasped his fists in response.

The camel was brought by Ilya. He had been standing in the crowd, but he didn't seem to be in a good mood when he saw the king, so he didn't dare to rush forward.

At this time, when he saw Yan mentioning the camel, he couldn't help but get out of the crowd, grinning and said: "Your Highness, I'll give you the camel."

"Ilya, how did you get hurt like this?" Yan looked at the gauze oozing blood on Ilya's forehead in surprise and said, "You can go to the palace with me, you have to ask the doctor to bandage it again."

"Yes, Your Highness." Ilya was waiting for this sentence.

After Yan and Ilya rode a camel together, Yan looked back at Usman and opened his mouth to say something, but he left without saying anything.

When Yan walked away, Shen Fangyu gave a signal with his eyes, and the deputy commander Yue Qi understood, and quietly followed with a few Dayan soldiers.

Usman was not idle either, he nodded slightly, and a group of Xiliang soldiers followed silently.

The matter of the assassin has not been completely resolved, Usman is worried about Yan just riding a camel to the palace, and Shen Fangyu must have the same idea.

Usman looked at Shen Fangyu, Shen Fangyu bowed and saluted seemingly respectfully but indifferently, and then went down to the ancient tomb.

Usman wanted to find fault, but he behaved properly and didn't give Usman even the slightest bit of criticism.

"What a nasty guy." Usman stood there with his hands down, his silver hair was wet, and he was covered in mud. He should be in a mess, but he didn't lose his kingly spirit in the slightest.

The soldiers are still busy rescuing people in the dungeon.Presumably, Aunt Aya and the others were not the only ones trapped below.

Suddenly, the stars in the sky were gradually wiped away by the dark clouds, and the night wind raised clouds of sand like a sword, attacking everyone from all directions.In an instant, nothing could be seen clearly except for the dust blowing against his face.

"Protect Your Majesty! Protect Your Majesty!"

Some soldiers were shouting, busy pulling up the dust-proof tent on the spot.

But more people didn't dare to move. They stood in place and looked around in fear, as if they were standing on the edge of a cliff at the moment. Even if they took a small step, they would fall into the abyss that would never be restored.

"Why, why did the sky change? It was fine just now..." Someone hid behind the stone pile and looked at the person who was also hiding next to him.Their faces were ashen, and they hugged each other and curled up together.But what I am afraid of is not the sudden sandstorm, but the inexplicable sense of fear.

An invisible, intangible but somehow horrifying "Qi" from the depths of the soul spreads here silently along with the sandstorm.

Usman stood where he was, with neither the sandstorm nor the soldiers who were desperately busy for him in his absent-minded eyes.

He clenched his hands into fists, and the energy in his body continued to radiate out, all the rocks on the ground were trembling, when Usman thought again that Yan not only ignored Shen Fangyu's behavior, but also told Shen Fangyu to be careful, The stones burst instantly and became shattered.

"Hoho—!" A majestic howl of a wolf split the cloud of dust like lightning, and everyone hurriedly covered their ears, but they still felt pain in their brains from the roar.

Usman's consciousness was pulled back in an instant, and he was stunned, watching the rolling stone dust on the ground shattered like powder.

"What's going on?" Usman looked at the ground, and the wind and sand gradually stopped.

"Roar!" Shuangfang was still roaring. He didn't wait for the soldiers to dig the tunnel big enough, and jumped out of the ground with brute force. In front of Siman, he slammed it vigorously, and the mud and rocks all over his body flew around randomly.

Usman was inevitably thrown into the mud by it, and a ball flew directly to the top of his head, and slowly slid down along the silver hair...

"You...stupid wolf!" Usman shook the mud off his hair, "Can't you stay away from me before you shake it?"

Shuangfang was scolded, his nose was wrinkled, and he had a fierce look on his face. It seemed that he was in a bad mood, but he still obediently knelt down and surrendered to Usman.

The liger, tiger, and beast Yan Yun wanted to act like a baby to Shuangya, but Shuangya's roar made it turn around and run away.

But the direction it ran was the palace, and it might want to find its owner, Princess Yinyue.

"Your Majesty," Jinayali also came out of the ancient tomb, and seeing Shuangya's restlessness, said, "Perhaps the tomb is too cloudy, so the chill is expected to be chilly, and Shuangya is a little irritable...but Thanks to its sudden onset, we didn't have to slowly open the hole, it just popped out."

Aunt Aya and the others followed behind Jinayali. Aunt Aya looked very weak, shivering and trembling all over, and it seemed that they also swam from the sewer.

Aunt Aya wanted to kneel down to thank Usman when she saw Usman, but she couldn't control her hands and feet, and she couldn't even kneel.

"Send them down to rest, and ask the doctor to treat them." Usman ordered.

"Your Majesty."

"The underground city is criss-crossed, and there should be living assassins." Usman continued, "Send more people, continue to search, and don't miss any corner."

"Yes, Your Majesty," Jinayali saw the assassin's corpse just now, judging from the wound, it should be the masterpiece of Prince Dayan, thinking that he was able to protect Your Majesty, Jinayali treated him anyway Something has changed.

On the surface, Prince Dayan seemed to ignore the emperor, but actually he cared a lot.

"Where's that Dayan soldier?" Usman didn't even bother to pronounce Shen Fangyu's name.

"He's looking at the coffin." Jinayali shrugged, "I've probably never seen such a beautiful sarcophagus, please rest assured, Your Majesty, I've got someone staring at him."

"Hmph." Usman snorted coldly, needless to say, Shen Fangyu was studying the Wuque pattern so that he could invite Yan to favor him.

"Your Majesty, I will accompany you back to the palace to take a bath and change clothes." Jinayali knelt on one knee, "Here is under the care of the military guards."

"En." Usman nodded, and stopped suddenly after taking a step.

"Your Majesty?" Jinayali asked puzzled.

"It's only been a long time since we separated, but this king actually started to miss him." Usman smiled, "Let's go."

A group of people drove Usman back to the palace, but no one found the flower peacock hiding in the ruins. His face was completely different from the thick rouge and gouache, as if he had changed his face.

There is no flattering posture, only a ruthless attitude.

"Usman is indeed the minion released by the Priest Tower... His Highness was imprisoned by crooked ways!" Hua Peacock slapped the broken wall with his palm, and the stone bricks from top to bottom were shaken to pieces!

Although the plan to assassinate Usman failed, no, it wasn’t just the assassination failed, he used Bruhan to capture the fighting beast battalion, and then used the strength of the fighting beast battalion to attack Usman and overthrow his throne. All plans failed.

For this strategy, he, Basel, did not hesitate to pretend to be a sissy and commit himself to a man, to be a pamper who could be humiliated by anyone, and to endure the humiliation for so long, but in the end he came to such a "complete failure" ending.

"Chun Yuyan..."

After all the calculations, the only omission in this is Chun Yuyan.That time, seeing him deal with Bruhan, he knew that he was a thorn in the fighting beast camp, and Chunyu Yan's existence would disrupt the overall situation.

For this reason, he even took the risk of trying to push him off the auditorium of the Colosseum, but he didn't expect him to dodge it because of his lightness skills.

"Chunyuyan..." Basel repeated the name that made him resentful again, "I will settle this account with you, and by then, both you and Usman will kneel in front of His Royal Highness Denman Beg him for mercy, beg him to give you a good time!"

Basel put on a cloak with cold eyes, mounted a horse, and disappeared into the night.