Chapter 716 Perfect Exit

That person is very likely to do something in the imperial tomb.

The front line has stopped.

The entrance to the imperial mausoleum has arrived, and the civil and military officials need to get off the carriage and walk into the mausoleum with the emperor.

Duan Ting lifted the curtain and looked in the direction of the imperial mausoleum.

Because it is a cemetery, it naturally has a solemn and gloomy atmosphere.

And around the imperial mausoleum, in the corners that outsiders can't see, there are hidden defenses set up by the royal family here.

He couldn't figure it out, what would those people do to sneak into the imperial tomb without anyone noticing and set up an ambush inside?

"Inner ghost." In the ears, the words were as light as a breeze.

Duan Ting's complexion changed, and his eyes turned cold.

After a while, I suppressed the leaking emotions, looked back at the man, and lowered my voice, "Perhaps you have missed something, and those people would choose to do it halfway on the way back?"

"No." Feng Qingbai slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were clueless, and he didn't hesitate in what he said.

Duan Ting pursed his lips and looked at him.

"There are too many carriages in the convoy to worship the imperial mausoleum. No one knows who is sitting in which carriage. Even you don't know where the emperor and the other princes are." Feng Qingbai got up and walked past him to get off the carriage first. The voice drifted past his ears, "He won't make a move if he is not sure that he will hit it with one blow."

Staring at the man's unhurried back, Duan Ting closed his eyes forcefully.

If he didn't want to admit it, he had to admit that Feng Qingbai was right.

And in the royal family, there must be an inner ghost, so that they can cooperate with the assassin inside and outside, and help the other party sneak into the imperial tomb without anyone noticing.

Putting aside the established facts, Duan Ting began to ponder the rest of the way. In the royal family, besides Bei Canghuang, who else has such great power and energy?

There is also particularity in the ranking of the imperial mausoleums.

Therefore, this worship was for the establishment of diplomatic relations between the two countries, so the Nanling envoys were able to walk on the left side of Bei Canghuang, and on the right side were the children of the royal family.

After that, there are hundreds of civil and military officials arranged according to their ranks.

"Entering the imperial mausoleum—"

At the very front, the eunuch's shrill voice rang out. Everyone looked solemn, lowered their heads slightly, and followed Bei Cang Huang into the imperial mausoleum.

The two phases walked side by side, Duan Ting specially found an opportunity, stuck to Feng Qingbai's side, and turned the wheelchair to be level with him.

Feng Qingbai glanced down at him, and then retracted his gaze.

Duan Ting finally showed a little complacency about this.

If there is an assassin in the future, he will follow Feng Qingbai closely, only by his side is the safest.

Anyway, the guards around Habayashi Wei are all unreliable.

When danger comes, no one will take care of him.

Who told him he was just a cripple.

Lifting his eyes slightly, he stared at the bright yellow figure in front of him through the gap in the crowd. The corner of Duan Ting's mouth curled up with a hint of coldness. Fortunately, he was crippled.

Walking in front of the Temple of Heaven, the emperor stepped onto the stage, burned incense, worshiped, read out the chanting, and finally told the ancestors about the diplomatic relations and alliances.

Everything is in order.

Everyone was solemn and respectful.

Feng Qingbai looked up, and from the corner of his eyes, he quietly took in the performance of the princes around him.

However, everyone in the royal family is a good actor, and no one has shown any clues.

The change of things appeared between lightning and flint.

On the stage, someone saw that Bei Canghuang suddenly pulled the eunuch beside him to block him, and blood burst out of the eunuch's chest.

After a short moment of stupefaction, there was an anxious roar, and there was chaos.

"Escort!"

After a loud roar, all the guards around rushed towards the Temple of Heaven.

Feng Qingbai backed away a little bit, and Duan Ting grabbed his sleeve at the first moment, just barely turning into brown sugar.

"Feng Qingbai, don't leave me alone. I'm a cripple now. If you run away, I won't be wanted. It's very pitiful."

"you sick?"

"If you are sick, you will be sick, life-saving is the most important thing." Feng Qingbai is more useful than any guard, anyway, he is following him.

Being ridiculed for a few words is nothing compared to saving one's life.

The ranks around them were in disarray, the shouts continued, and crowds of people rushed to the Temple of Heaven to stand in front of the emperor and take the lead.

At this time, if anyone dared to escape, he would be lucky enough to survive, and he would die after returning.

It's better to show your merits and gain a good impression in front of the emperor. As long as you don't die, you will be soaring to the sky after returning.

Duan Ting was about to ask Feng Qingbai whether they should also squeeze on the Temple of Heaven, so as not to turn around and be said to have no filial piety, when he felt a force coming, Feng Qingbai clasped the armrest of his wheelchair and directly pushed him Even the person and the chair moved a bit.

And where he was just now, there were two more hidden weapons on the ground!

Cold sweat rolled down Duan Ting's forehead.

"Quick, hurry up and protect the princes!"

There was another roar, Duan Ting raised his head, and saw opposite him, where the prince was originally standing, two people had fallen down, one of them was King Yuan!

The man in black, who had entered the siege, was surrounded by the guards, as if he had entered a land where no one was there, with ease.

After sealing his opponent's throat with a sword, one of them looked sideways and met Feng Qingbai's cold gaze.

There was a sneer in those eyes.

Feng Qingbai pursed his thin lips tightly, squinted his eyes, snorted coldly and was about to jump over, but Duan Ting hugged his arm, "Hey, Feng Qingbai! Don't go! I'm scared!"

"Get lost!" This retard!

boom--

There was a soft sound.

Immediately, the cemetery was filled with white fog, and everyone's sight was blocked by the fog, and they couldn't see clearly ahead.

"Escort! Escort!"

"Don't act rashly, guardian!"

"Hold your breath! The smoke is poisonous!..."

When the fog dissipated, the picture presented in front of him made Bei Canghuang, who was safe and sound on the Temple of Heaven, look livid!

His eight sons, Duan Yuan and Shang!

The man was lying there quietly, with a thin sword mark on his neck, from which blood was still gurgling, the dazzling bright red burned his eyes!

Step by step, he staggered down the Temple of Heaven, arrived at Duan Yuan's side, leaned over and put his fingers between his breaths, and when he raised his eyes again, Bei Canghuang's eyes were already scarlet, "Look, find me! I'm going to tear those people to pieces. part!"

Not far from the crowd, Duan Ting slowly let go of Feng Qingbai's arm, and looked at this scene expressionlessly, looking at the crazy man, his eyes were cold and sarcastic.

This man who was always high above finally tasted the pain of losing a loved one.

He regards other people's lives as insignificant, but doesn't he find it ridiculous?

The assassins are gone.

Perfect exit.

The entire confrontation was actually very short. The corpses lying in the cemetery were all royals, and they were royal guards. None of them were dressed in black.

Feng Qingbai was expressionless, watching all this with cold eyes.

It turned out that Gong Ling used such a method.

Kill Bei Canghuang's most beloved son, and immediately after, Bei Canghuang will put his suspicions on every other prince.

Because only those who are ambitious for that position will kill the heir to the throne.