The ministers looked at their fellow men who had fallen in the pool of blood and groaned.

The heart is cold.Li Qiao looked at the kingdom: "Kingdom, as long as you are willing to nod, I believe that all adults will be willing to submit, you can also resolve the situation in front of you, and you ... do not have to wait for the second prince, he can not protect you now, after all, you are

A wise man should do what a wise man should do."

The kingdom is well aware that the immediate situation is powerless to reverse.

However, he and that sentence "I would rather die with bones" than die, he would rather die than become a prison of others!

“Li Qiao, do it.”

“Are you really afraid of death?”

"Even if I really quit, Pingyang will kill me."

The father-in-law obviously expected that people like Li Wenshi would be king if he really became king, how could he let him stay in the DPRK?Now he is left to die, but sooner or later he will die in Huangquan.

Rather than steal life, it is better to die.

Li Qiao thought in his heart, his father had orders, and those who were unconvinced, no matter how to kill.

The palace has become a mess, and he cannot let the situation of the heart-keeping hall be rigid again and again!

Only kill!

He flashed his eyes and ordered: "Well, then forgive me for not reading the old feelings, kill!"

The guards around them raised their swords and strangled them.

Good to be in the scene with people in time...

Dozens of soldiers rushed in and brought the situation under control.

At this time, there was a lot of smoke around the hall, and the fire had spread...

The scene, dressed in armor, was cold-faced, and ordered the berth around him: "Take these old ministers away first."

Take the lead and take people out safely.

“No one is allowed to leave!”Li Qiao scolded and looked at the situation that was out of control in front of him, “Who are you?”

Jingrong stepped forward and said coldly: "Li Qiao, take a good look, now the palace has been surrounded by the army everywhere, you have nowhere to escape, advise you to bind your hands!" 」

“The army?”

“Pingyang Hou has been arrested in the same hall, and your plan to seize the throne of the siege has failed.”

“Impossible!”Li Qiao was red-faced, holding his hope to look out at the redened temple by the fire, shouting, "Come, come people!"

Let him shout through his throat, and the large army guards outside was indifferent.

The facts are in sight.

He said, "Don't yell, your horse hasn't been in town all the time."

Li Qiao's face was blue, the palm of the sword was tingling, confused: "Why is this so?"

The soldiers were in town last night!

He told him the truth.

Li Qiao, who has always been conceited, naturally can't accept it, he said: "If I want to surrender, it is better to kill me."

Lee’s family is strong!

He refused to surrender, and took his men to death to fight to the last soldier.

He is facing his sword.The smoke in the temple grew louder, and the fire from the altar had spread to the heart of the temple, and the outside of the temple was filled with a loud noise of life-saving and tiles collapsing.Luang Boer with those old courtiers constantly retreated, Li Qiao was

With his own men and horses intending to rush out of the encirclement, intending to go to the temple to save his father, but when he realized that this was an impossible thing -

He chose the sword!

I plan to die together!

So he used all means to contain the scenery, and trapped him and himself in the heart of the temple.

The two fought to kill, and no one could escape anyone.

All are hurt!

The fire was burning around the bear...

They completely trapped them inside.

Can't get out!

People outside can’t get in either.

The ministers were safe, and the maids and eunuchs were all safely evacuated, but Li Qiao and Jingrong had not yet come out of the nursing hall.

Seeing the great things in the berth, immediately send someone to put out the fire to save people.

He wet his body with cold water.

rushed in.

The fire blocked his sight and his path.

He only saw that his prince was fighting with Li Qiao in the sea of fire.

“The Prince!”shouting.

But the fire burned the wooden pile objects inside "cuttered in the chopping" sound, and the sound could not pass.

He went on like crazy, but was pulled by a few soldiers.

“You can’t go in, you can die.”

“Let go!”

The soldiers dragged him out.

Inside is fierce, the last move, the scene of a sword stab, in the middle of Li Qiao's chest.

Li Qiao was sweating on one knee, and the sword was inserted on the ground.

Spit in blood.

He grinned with his mouth full of blood.

The laughter is extremely dark.

Then it fell down!

Unmoved.

It is already dead!

The face stood in front of him with a sword stained with blood, and there was a glimmer of sympathy in the eyes!

After all, Li Qiao is just a pawn in his father's hand!

Seeing the fire getting bigger and bigger, the scene could not take care of the body in front of it, and propped up the injured body to go out.

But the beams fell down and blocked the way to the door.

It is extremely difficult to get out.

When he was pulled out, he saw that his own prince was coming out.

He shouted, “Get the water!”

The soldiers rushed to take water to save people.

Luang also rushed in again, trying to bring out the scenery.

The scene worked hard, kicked the obstacles in front of him with his feet, and he could go out when he saw it.

But...

Suddenly a sword came from behind.

directly through his heart.

The sword is full of blood!

A drop of down.

Behind him, Li Qiao exhausted his last breath and stabbed the sword.

“My family of Lee . . . never loses!”

He pulled the sword out of the face of the body and took his last breath.

The body straightened back.

Indulging in the fire...

Dead!

The scene watched the blood from the continuous overflow of the chest, and the scarred body slowly hung to the ground.

His eyes wide open to see this scene happening.

He hummed in his head for several seconds, and the pile of wood that had been burned red in the temple was constantly smashing down.

The soldier caught him mad and lost his mind.

“The Prince, the King!”He screamed at the neck.

Eyes are red.

Through the fire, I saw the scenery on the ground.

“The Prince!”

The collapsed wooden piles have completely blocked the road out of the scenery.

The scenery was no longer able to support himself from this sea of fire, and his eyes penetrated the shaking fire in front of him, and he met the eyes full of tears.

The cracked lips moved a few times.

I said a word...

As he spoke, his eyes became more and more blurred.

The fire turned into a blazing white light.

He closed his eyes!

At this moment, Ji Yunshu's clean, smiling face was deeply imprinted in his mind.

He wanted to see her and hug her.

The past scene flashed in my mind.

From Jinjiang to Beijing, from Beijing to Hou Liao, from the big to Huyi.

Remember the first time, she saw a man's dress, elegant, only this glance, it is destined to live a lifetime.

Two years, three winters.

They have experienced countless separations.

He wanted to be with her and fill her heart full of trauma with her life.

But -

Yunshu, I'm sorry.

Over the top of the house, the beam was wrapped in fire, made a loud noise, and smashed down...

The Martians spread.

The temple was caught in a sea of fire.

“Where are you, I’ll be there until I get back!”His promise, at this moment, has been transformed into nothingness!