Chapter 1282.2

The ministers looked at the pregnant colleagues who fell in a pool of blood and sighed.

The bottom of my heart is cold. Li Qiao glanced at the Duke of the Kingdom: "Duke, as long as you are willing to nod your head, I believe all adults will be willing to obey, and you can resolve the current situation. You... Don't have to wait for the second prince. He can't protect you now. In the final analysis, you are

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

The Archduke is well aware that the immediate situation has been unable to reverse.

However, like the sentence "I'd rather die with bones", he would rather die than become a prisoner of others!

"Li Qiao, do it."

"Are you really not afraid of death?"

"Even if I really obey, the Duke of Pingyang will kill me."

The Duke obviously expected that if a man like Li Wenshi really became king, how could he be relieved to let him stay in the court? He's only left alive now, but sooner or later he'll die.

It's better to die happily than to live a miserable life.

Li Qiao thought it over in his heart. If his father had orders, those who didn't obey them would be killed.

The Royal Palace is in a mess. He can't let the situation of Yangxin hall harden again and again!

Only kill!

His eyes and eyebrows flashed cruel and ordered, "OK, forgive me for not reading the old love, kill me!"

The guards around raised their swords and wanted to strangle them.

Fortunately, Jingrong came in time with people

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

At this time, thick smoke filled the hall, and the fire had spread

Jing Rong, dressed in armor and with a cold face, ordered Lang Bo around him: "take these old ministers away first."

Langbo is ordered to take people out safely.

"No one is allowed to go!" Li Qiao scolded and looked at the situation that was out of control. "Who are you?"

Jingrong stepped forward in his boots and said in a cold voice, "Li Qiao, take a good look. Now the palace has been surrounded by troops everywhere. You have nowhere to escape. I advise you to tie your hands!"

"The army?"

"Duke Pingyang has been arrested in Tongzhi hall. Your plan to surround the palace and seize the throne has failed."

"Impossible!" Li Qiao blushed with hope and looked outside the hall, which was red by the fire, and shouted, "come, come!"

Even though he broke his throat, the guards outside were indifferent.

The facts are before us.

Jingrong said, "don't shout. Your men and horses haven't entered the city from beginning to end."

Li Qiao's face turned blue. The palm of the sword was numb and confused: "why?"

Mingming soldiers and horses entered the city last night!

Jingrong told him the truth.

Li Qiao, who had always been conceited, naturally couldn't accept it. He said, "if you want me to surrender, you'd better kill me."

The Li family are all backbone!

He refused to surrender and took his men and horses and vowed to fight to the last soldier.

Jing Rong meets him with a single sword. The smoke in the hall is getting bigger and bigger. The fire lit from the sacrificial platform has spread to the heart nourishing hall, while the outside of the hall is filled with the sound of life-saving and the loud sound of the collapse of roof beams and tiles. Lang Po took those old ministers away, Li qiaoze

He took his men and horses to rush out of the siege and intended to go to Tongzhi hall to save his father, but when he realized that it was impossible——

He chose the sword to go to the side!

Intend to die together!

He tried every means to contain Jing Rong and trapped him and himself in the heart nourishing hall.

They fought and fought, and no one could get rid of anyone.

All wounded!

The fire was raging around

Completely trapped them inside.

I can't get out!

People outside can't get in.

All the ministers were safe and sound, and all the palace maids and eunuchs evacuated safely. Only Li Qiao and Jing Rong had not come out of the heart nourishing hall.

Seeing that something bad happened, Lang Bo immediately sent someone to put out the fire and save people.

He soaked himself in cold water.

Rushed in.

The fire blocked his sight and way forward.

He only saw his own Prince fighting with Li Qiao in the sea of fire.

"Lord!" Shout.

But the fire made the wooden pile objects inside "crackle", and the sound could not be transmitted at all.

He went crazy to continue to rush in, but he was held by several soldiers.

"You can't go in again. You'll die if you go in."

"Let go!"

The soldiers dragged him out with difficulty.

It was fighting fiercely inside. The last move, Jing Rong stabbed it with a sword and hit Li Qiao's chest.

Li Qiao, sweating heavily, landed on one knee with his sword on the ground.

Spit blood.

He raised his head and grinned ferociously with a bloody mouth.

The smile was extremely gloomy.

Then he fell down!

Don't move.

Already dead!

Jing Rong stood in front of him with a bloody sword in his hand, and a trace of sympathy flashed in his eyes!

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

Seeing that the fire was getting bigger and bigger, Jing Rong ignored the body in front of him and walked out with his injured body.

But the beam stake fell down, blocking the way to the door.

It's extremely difficult to get out.

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

He shouted, "go get the water!"

The soldiers hurried to fetch water to save people.

Langbo also rushed in again and tried to bring Jingrong out.

Jing Rong tried his best to kick away the obstacles in front of him one by one with his feet, and he could go out when he saw them.

But

A sword suddenly stabbed behind him.

Straight through his heart.

The tip of the sword is covered with blood!

Drop by drop.

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

"My Li family... Never lose!"

He pulled the sword out of Jingrong's body and took his last breath.

Fall back straight.

Submerged in the sea of fire

Dead!

Jing Rong watched the blood overflow from his chest, and his scarred body slowly fell to the ground.

Lang Po stared at the scene.

His mind was buzzing for several seconds, and the flaming wooden stakes in the temple kept falling.

The soldiers caught him crazy and out of his mind.

"Lord, Lord!" He shouted so loudly that his neck meridians burst.

His eyes turn red.

Through the fire, I vaguely saw the landscape hanging on the ground.

"Lord!"

The collapsed wooden pile has completely blocked the way out of Jingrong.

Jingrong had no strength to support himself to leave the sea of fire. His eyes penetrated the flames shaking in front of him and met Langbo's eyes full of tears.

The cracked lips moved a few times.

Said a word

As the words fell, his sight became more and more blurred.

The red fire gradually turned into dazzling white light.

He closed his eyes!

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

He wanted to see her and hug her.

Past scenes flashed through my mind.

From Jinjiang to the capital, from the capital to Hou Liao, from Dalin to Huyi.

I still remember that when I first saw her, she was a man's dress, elegant and refined. Just this one glance, she was doomed to life.

Two years, three cold winters.

Experienced countless life and death departures.

How he wanted to be with her and fill her traumatic heart with his life.

But——

Yunshu, I'm sorry.

Overhead, the beam of the house was wrapped in a fire, made a loud noise and fell down

Mars spread.

The heart nourishing Hall fell into a sea of fire.

"I'll be where you are, when I come back!" His promise, at this moment... Has turned into nothingness!