#814 - Just because your last name is Lu

The living man who had been mocking himself for being timid just fifteen breaths ago, a figure who had dominated the Great Hui for decades, was now dead in the blink of an eye.

Looking at the bloody head not far away, the black-clad old man staggered back a few steps as if he had seen some terrifying beast, his eyes filled with horror.

Without a doubt, the white-robed old man had been killed by the assassin within the formation.

And to be able to kill a Second-Rank expert so decisively in such a short amount of time...

The black-clad old man's throat twitched slightly, and a chill ran down his spine, giving him the illusion of being in an ice cave in this early summer season.

Now, of course, he dared not enter the formation again.

He knew that this head was a warning, and if he entered the formation, the next head to be thrown out would undoubtedly be his own.

"Guo, Senior Guo, this..."

At this time, more and more people were gathering around the black-clad old man.

They belonged to different forces, but their purpose here was to save Lü Yuansong.

Their strengths varied, but now they were all hesitating because of this head.

Everyone's eyes were focused on the black-clad old man, who had the highest cultivation, and after a long silence, he only said one sentence:

"Summon the Imperial Guards! We must not let the assassin escape!"

"..."

Summon the Imperial Guards.

The black-clad old man's words were strong, but the meaning behind them was very clear.

That was that he would not take this risk for Lü Yuansong.

If Lü Hongji were trapped in the formation at this time, it was estimated that no one present would hesitate.

But as for Lü Yuansong, although he was a prince, if he died, he died.

Of course, this did not mean that Lü Yuansong was not important.

It was just that, whether for the Great Hui or for these people, Lü Yuansong's life had not yet reached the point where it was worth them "risking their lives to save him."

After all, this assassin had killed a Second-Rank expert in just a few breaths.

White mist filled the air, and the stars in the moon were sparse.

Thus, the outside of the formation fell into an eerie silence.

More and more people shot from all directions of Dragon Head Mountain, and then stopped tacitly outside the formation, silently watching the rolling white mist in front of them.

Yang Liushi's illusion formation isolated all sounds and light, and unless one entered the formation, nothing could be seen or heard.

However, everyone could imagine the scene inside the formation.

In fact, it was indeed similar to what they had imagined. At this moment, the huge Changding Palace was already filled with flames, a scene of corpses and blood.

Hundreds of gold-armored guards lay scattered in pools of blood, and more palace maids and eunuchs were running around, only to suddenly fall to the ground and die at any moment.

The cold wind howled, and every time Yang Liushi's figure flickered, several corpses would be left behind. It was estimated that it would not be long before all the living people in the entire Changding Palace were slaughtered.

Wei Changtian was still standing in the main hall, and with a casual wave of his hand, he sent the last three soldiers blocking Lü Yuansong flying.

"Bang! Bang, bang!"

Three muffled sounds rang out one after another, and the three soldiers crashed heavily into the stone pillars in the hall and fell to the ground, obviously dead beyond dead.

And after their deaths, the only living people in the main hall were Wei Changtian and Lü Yuansong, whose face was pale.

Looking at the black strange beast lying not far away, and recalling the scene of ten thousand swords flying just now, even if Lü Yuansong didn't know what a Gu Diao was, he understood that this masked man was really Wei Changtian.

Because of this, he no longer made any meaningless resistance, but just watched Wei Changtian approach step by step, until he stopped in front of him.

After all, he had seen with his own eyes the scene of Wei Changtian killing the white-robed old man with one sword just now.

Honestly, if it were him, Lü Yuansong would not enter the formation to save people either.

Just...

"Young Master Wei, the Imperial Guards must be all around the formation now. If you kill me, it will be extremely difficult to escape."

Looking directly at Wei Changtian, Lü Yuansong said softly: "Why don't you take me as a hostage? This will also be good for you."

Actively requesting to be a hostage.

Obviously, Lü Yuansong wanted to use this method to prolong his life for a while.

However, Wei Changtian shook his head with a smile without even thinking about it when he heard this.

"No need, Your Highness doesn't need to worry about how I will escape."

"Is that so..."

His eyes became desperate, and Lü Yuansong's face became even paler.

As if powerless against fate, and as if regretting things that had not yet been completed.

He suddenly raised his head at a certain moment and asked the last question.

"Young Master Wei, can I ask why you must kill me?"

"..."

"There's no special reason, just because your surname is Lü."

A quarter of an hour later.

When another life tablet in the Lü family's ancestral hall shattered, and the white mist tumbling around Changding Palace slowly dissipated, the mood of the thousands of people surrounding it instantly became extremely tense.

They clenched the weapons in their hands tightly, and even their breathing became stagnant.

Thousands of people stared at the gradually revealed Changding Palace, saw the corpses on the ground, saw the bleak moonlight, but did not hear any movement.

There were no crowds running away, and there were no scenes of fierce fighting.

The entire Changding Palace was silent, without any abnormalities, let alone any assassins.

"Enter!"

A low shout came from the black-clad old man.

With a wave of his hand, thousands of Imperial Guards cautiously stepped forward, slowly shrinking the encirclement.

"Da, da, da..."

There was still no movement in the palace, only the muffled footsteps of the Imperial Guards echoed in the night sky.

Looking at the corpses all over the ground, the black-clad old man, who was behind the military formation, understood that there would be no survivors in Changding Palace.

In order to prevent their identities from being exposed, the assassins had killed everyone...

"Senior Guo."

After an unknown amount of time, an Imperial Guard general ran to the black-clad old man in a hurry, and said in an extremely complicated tone:

"We have found the Second Prince's body."

"..."

The black-clad old man's eyes paused, and then he shook his head and asked, "Where are the assassins?"

"We haven't found them."

The Imperial Guard general replied truthfully: "They should have escaped by some means."

"Alas..."

Sighing, the black-clad old man said nothing, just raised his eyes to look at the night sky.

A dark cloud covered the moon, obscuring the moonlight.

After a long silence, he slowly said, as if talking to himself:

"It wasn't the First Prince and the others who did it."

"The Great Hui will have a great calamity this time."

"Everyone, may you all be blessed in the future..."