.Chapter 772: Jing Ling Empire’s domestic luàn (Chinese)

The moon is dark and the wind is high and the sky is setting fire. Turin, who has not noticed that the danger is approaching, is sitting in the study. Anyone who encounters such a thing will feel depressed.

"Bang~Bangbang~" The palace's watchman in charge of the time-reporter ringed the bangzi at the second update at midnight. Turin suddenly woke up, and before he knew it, he fell asleep on the desk.

"Strange, why didn't anyone come to call me?" Turin couldn't help but think in wonder.

While he was about to get up and drive, who was there? Turin suddenly saw a few figures shaking outside, flashing in a flash. Turin was shocked and stopped making a sound. His eyes were staring at the figure bent over the outside, as if he was about to drive. He reached out and quietly took a sword hanging on the wall behind him.

"Clang" mén was kicked away by someone. Several figures didn't even make a sound and rushed to the desk in the study. When the person saw that there was no one around the desk, he thought to himself that it was not good. He said that at that time, before the leaders of these people could warn, Turin, who was hiding behind the screen, accidentally killed him. He killed a man in black who was closest to him with a sword, and confronted the remaining two.

"Who are you? You are so brave. You dare to come to Jingling Palace to assassinate me Jingling King." Tuling stared at the two men in black in the study and scolded angrily.

"Attack left and right" the leader of the man in black ordered to his companion. The companion understood and immediately attacked Turin with the leader. Although he had been pampering for so many years, his foundation was still there. When Turin saw the man in black taking the initiative to attack him, he was not out of weakness at the moment, so he drew his sword and launched an attack with the two men in black.

As time was lost every minute, Turin also felt that it was getting worse and worse. There was such a big noise here, but the guards in the Jingling Palace did not even react at all. This is the Jingling Palace, not the funeral. The guards guarding the Jingling Palace are too ungrateful.

He felt a little excited. Turin's arm was scratched by the leader of the man in black. Turin screamed in pain. The sword in his hand could not be held and fell to the ground. Another man in black next to him saw the opportunity and immediately stepped forward and kicked him hard, kicking Turin's mouth heavily.

Turin felt a little frustrated, and he couldn't control his body and stepped back dozens of steps before stabilizing his body.

With his hands covering his injured arm, Torino stared at the leader in black who had injured himself and asked in a deep voice: "Why do you object to me?"

"…Avenge" said the leader of the man in black in deep voice.

"He punished him for his death."

"...But he is my only son, the only seedling in the Qian family's Qianqing land. If you kill him, you will be cutting off my Qian family's incense. I am incompatible with you." The identity has been discovered, and Qian Jinlaiso pulled off the face of his face.

"...What's going on with those guards in the palace?" Turin asked in a deep voice.

"Hmph... I have someone I arranged in the kitchen of the palace. It's not a big problem to let them sleep." Qian Jinlai replied in a low voice.

"...Who will become my successor? Will the Presbyterian?" Turin looked at Qian Jinlai and asked again.

"Yes, the Jingling Empire has better system back to its previous system. We have had enough of your **." Qian Jinlai looked as if he was sure to win and answered questions in Turin.

“What will my family get?”

"...Your Majesty, this is the last time I called you. You forgot that you used to teach us that cutting grass requires roots..."

"Go to die" Turin suddenly started a attack and pulled out the soft sword wrapped around his waist with his left hand, stabbing Qian Jinlai's face. At this time, Qian Jinlai was unprepared and could only close his eyes and wait for death.

"Sir, be careful." Qian Jinlai was pushed by the people around him and pushed aside. The sudden change made Turin not have time to stop and stabbed into the shoulder of the person blocking the sword. The person who was stabbed immediately grabbed the body of the soft sword with both hands. Qian Jinlai, who was pushed aside, had a chance to miss it. He immediately aimed at the hand holding the sword of Turin with his sword.

In desperation, Turin had to abandon his sword and turned around and ran out. Unexpectedly, Qian Jinlai rushed over with a quick step, and Turin quickly turned his body to the side and let Qian Jinlai who rushed over.

"Cang" The big mén and the framed ones were damaged by Qian Jinlai. When Turin saw this, he quickly followed him out and was about to jump on the roof as soon as he went out. He didn't want to look up, Turin immediately took a breath of air conditioning. On the roof of the surrounding houses, at least three hundred crossbowmen were squatting on the bows and aimed at himself.

"What a big deal." Seeing that the retreat was broken, Turin calmed down instead and said with a sneer on his lips. "Although you have been neglecting to exercise over the years, your foundation in practicing martial arts since childhood is still there. In such a crisis, I cannot make wrong decisions because of sloppy." Qian Jinlai admitted calmly that the reason he arranged this was because he was afraid of Turin.

"Preparation~" the general on the roof said and ordered.

The almost uniform movement of "buzz" shocked the people around. Turin looked at the people on the roof coldly and said, "Did you all think it through? Do you know who is standing in front of you?"

"You should save some effort. They are my loyal family in the Qian family and will not betray just by your words." Qian Jinlai said to Turin in the courtyard with a disdainful look on his face.

Looking at Turin's silent appearance, Qian Jinlai felt excited and said silently: "Son, my father is avenging you this time."

"Qian Jinlai, do you know what the Jingling Empire will become after killing me?" Turin made his final efforts. Unexpectedly, Qian Jinlai replied indifferently when he heard this: "If you love, you will do whatever you want. Anyway, I have promised the Presbyterian Church. They will be the ones in the future. I only need your life to pay my son's life."

"Hmph... You are very bachelor. Do you know what impact your actions today will have on the ordinary people of the Jingling Empire?"

"I don't care, nor do I want to care. Turin, if you kill my son, I will take your life and shoot arrows," Qian Jinlai ordered loudly.

"Swoosh~swoosh~swoosh~" An arrow sounded, not only Turin was shèed into a hedgehog, but even Qian Jinlai was shèed into a hedgehog.

"Why?" Qian Jinlai asked with confusion.

"Silly, I'm really unwilling to die in the hands of a stupid boy like you." After saying this intermittently, Turin slowly closed his eyes.

"I'm stupid? What's going on? Elder Banda, come out to explain it to me." Qian Jinlai shouted angrily. Because he used too much force, the wound on his body was bleeding "Ziz" out.
Chapter completed!