You have asked for permission to marry, why should I restrain myself?

Chapter 255: Rebellion! She no longer cares about his gentleness!

"Old Seventh understands my preferences."

As the man spoke, he tried a few notes with his bony hands.

"I haven't played it for a long time, I don't know if it's rusty enough."

The man called Old Seven heard this and flattered:

"The prince is an excellent zither player. Even if he plays the zither twice, it sounds like heavenly music."

The man chuckled and said:

"You're always so smooth-talking. Come on, stop disturbing me while I'm playing the piano."

As he spoke, his slender knuckles plucked the strings.

A tiny snowflake fell on the man's white knuckles, and the hexagonal crystals emitted a rainbow glow under the refraction of light.

The subtle, beautiful, and minute luster melts away with the lightest touch of your hand.

The man looked up at the falling snow and said softly:

"It's snowing again!"

that's nice!

It will rain harder and harder, hard enough to drown the world, hard enough that a strong wind could topple the world.

"Yes! It's snowing again. There's so much snow this year..."

Someone responded.

The man just smiled and said nothing. He plucked the strings of the guitar with his fingertips, and clear sounds came out.

At first it was soothing, but suddenly, the sound of the piano changed abruptly, like a rainstorm, or a thousand horses galloping, full of murderous aura. Every note was like a sharp knife, trying to cut off all restraints and overthrow all obstacles...

The rapid and powerful piano music inspires people's inner fighting spirit, makes their blood boil, and makes them want to draw their swords and rush to the battlefield at this moment.

That is the ultimate pursuit of power, the aura of destroying everything, it is particularly charming!

The man's fingers played so fast that only a shadow could be seen. He closed his eyes and seemed to see heavy snow, slaughter everywhere, blood flowing like a river, and covered by the heavy snow...

The smell of utter destruction activated all the violent genes in him.

Today, let's rebuild everything in order!

……

The battle in the dead city continued, and both sides were blood-thirsty.

Although Xiao Yun only brought 300 guards and secret guards, each of them was an elite with superb martial arts and each of them held a thunderbolt bead.

They have received professional combat training, their formations can be changed flexibly according to the situation, and their layout is ingenious.

The rage and inner resentment made them want to fight quickly, regardless of life or death.

Any army that is not afraid of death is destined to be invincible.

Lin Kaiji's men were all veterans with rich combat experience. They were well-armed and their numbers completely crushed the enemy.

Normally, those three hundred people are not enough for them to fight, but now, they have a magic weapon in their hands. They only need to throw the magic weapon casually, and wherever it falls, the place will be blown up, with blood and flesh flying everywhere.

People have an innate fear of unknown and extremely lethal things. Their morale is low and they are visibly terrified that they will be the next people to be blown up.

They have been planning for so long, working so hard, and going through so much hardship. They cannot give up here. They still have to wait for the Ye family to regain the country and enjoy wealth and glory, and the ultimate happiness in the world...

"Zhao Zhao, wake up."

Xiao Yun shook Lin Zhaoyue, his red lips tightly pursed into a straight line.

Lin Zhaoyue's purple face gradually returned to its normal color, but there was still no sign of consciousness.

Xiao Yun's jade-white fingertips touched her philtrum and pressed hard.

Lin Zhaoyue was awakened by the pain. Just as she opened her eyes, before she could see the face of the person in front of her clearly, she was hugged tightly in someone's arms.

He kept tightening his arms, holding her tightly, and his wide embrace completely encircled her, his petite figure.

He kept rubbing the side of his face against the top of her head, his voice anxious but also filled with relief at having survived a disaster:

"It's okay, it's okay..."

I don't know whether he was comforting her or comforting himself.

After regaining his identity, the scent on his body turned into ambergris again. He held her head against his chest, and his scent filled her nostrils. His scent was everywhere.

The fox fur on his body was very soft and it felt slightly itchy when it brushed against her face.

Lin Zhaoyue wanted to protest, but she was too weak to make a sound.

She grabbed his long fur coat with her hands and tried to lift her head, but just when she raised it a little distance, she fell back softly.

In Xiao Yan's perception, it was Lin Zhaoyue rubbing against him. His body was slightly stiff, and his jade-white fingers were stroking her back, soothing her:

"Don't be afraid, it's okay, it's okay..."

The voice was unspeakably gentle, like coaxing a child.

Lin Zhaoyue frowned, a hint of annoyance flashing in her eyes. He used to be so gentle to Liu Yiyi. She would envy and be jealous, but now, she doesn't want what he has given to others!

In her heart, a person who was thinking of killing her the moment before and hugged her like a lover the next moment was more terrifying than Lin Kaiji.

The person in his arms was too quiet. Xiao Yan thought of her being poisoned and mute, and said in a hoarse voice:

"Don't be afraid, Zhao Zhao. I will find someone to heal your throat."

Xiao Yun comforted him while observing the battle situation.

There was blood everywhere and endless wailing. He knew that she had grown a lot, but he still subconsciously reached out to cover her ears.

He lowered his eyes to look at Lin Zhaoyue's bloody right arm, his dark pupils swept towards Lin Kaiji who was protected by layers of people, and raging murderous aura spread in his eyes.

He stroked her back and shouted:

"Feng Xin."

"My subordinate is here."

Feng Xin came over with a sword, the sword was covered in blood, and some blood dripped from the tip of the sword onto the snow, leaving spots of scarlet.

"Protect Zhao Zhao."

"Yes."

As he spoke, Feng Xin watched Xiao Yun take off the soft sword from his waist.

The soft sword becomes extremely hard with the help of internal force.

The master’s purpose... is Ye Yi?

This is simply too risky.

Feng Xin frowned and wanted to stop him, but Xiao Yan had already attacked with the sword.

In military terms, the commander-in-chief would not go on the field unless it was necessary, but looking at Xiao Yun who was charging towards him, Lin Kaiji stood up with a sword in his hand.

"Sir, I will protect you."

A man in black stood in front of Lin Kaiji, but before the man in black could attack Xiao Yin, a black shadow flashed by and the sharp sword blade cut his throat.

With a crisp "clang" sound, sparks flew from the two colliding sharp swords, and the aftermath of the sound was so shocking that it made people's spines shiver.

"After two years, the Third Prince's swordsmanship has improved a lot!"

"I don't know what King Wenxuan is thinking, but I hope he won't fall back..."

While the two were talking, three moves had already been exchanged.

One has strange sword skills and tricky moves, while the other has elegant sword skills and is agile and free.

They seemed to be natural rivals, and once they collided, they would fight to the death.

Their speed was so fast that it was dizzying. All they could see were two figures, one black and one blue, fighting each other.

"Xiao Yan, I have created a set of sword techniques in the past two years. I have never used it on anyone since Qinglong came out of seclusion. Today, I will test its power."

As soon as Lin Kaiji finished speaking, he turned the sword in his hand, and the sword's force was so sharp that it was like a green dragon emerging from the sea, heading straight for Xiao Yun.

Every move was a killing move, and Xiao Yun changed from offense to defense.

The swords collided, making a clanging sound...

In this move, Lin Kaiji used all his internal strength in every sword strike. He did not rely on speed, but on absolute internal strength and moves.

The sound of cloth tearing was heard, and when everyone saw the two figures clearly, Xiao Yan's left arm was already injured.

Xiao Yun was at a disadvantage.

Lin Kaiji looked at the knife marks on his body and said with a fake smile:

"Third Prince, I'm grateful for your help."

Xiao Yun lowered his eyes to look at the wound on his arm, smiled, and said:

"I have tried the Azure Dragon of King Wenxuan, and it is indeed powerful! I have also created a set of swordsmanship in the past two years - A Sword Coming from the West. It is quite fierce, so King Wenxuan should be prepared."

As he spoke, he tapped the ground with his toes, and the soft sword in his hand rushed towards Lin Kaiji like a spirit snake, wrapping around his sword.

Lin Kaiji tried to draw his sword, but suddenly, Xiao Yan kicked Lin Kaiji in the chest.

Lin Kaiji was kicked by Xiao Ying and flew out, leaving deep footprints on the snow.

There was a clear footprint on my chest, and I felt a dull pain.

Xiao Yan took advantage of the victory and leaped forward with a long sword in hand, stabbing the sharp tip of the sword towards Lin Kaiji's throat.

Lin Kaiji lowered his head and dodged to avoid the attack on his vitals. Xiao Yun turned his momentum and stabbed out with his sword, aiming at Lin Kaiji's abdomen.

Lin Kaiji turned sideways and swung the sword in his hand to block Xiao Yun's forward attack.

The sword was deflected, Xiao Yun made a sword flower, and the sharp blade broke the cloth on Lin Kaiji's waist and cut the flesh on his waist. Instantly, blood flowed out from the sword mark. Lin Kaiji felt pain, and the sword turned to cut off the sword that was attacking him.

He jumped lightly and stood up from the snow.

The human body needs spontaneous reaction time to balance itself.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Xiao Yan threw the sword in his hand away, jumped behind Lin Kaiji, caught the hilt, turned the sword, and stabbed Lin Kaiji's arm.

A thin stream of blood spurted into the air. The wound on Lin Kaiji's arm was exactly the same as the one he stabbed at Xiao Yan.

Lin Kaiji swung his sword to block his attack and jumped on his toes to put some distance between them.

Looking at the two wounds on his body, Lin Kaiji's face was gloomy.

He lost!

Qinglong came out of seclusion and lost to Yijian Xilai.

"King Wenxuan, I'm grateful for your help!"

Xiao Yun said it lightly, and it was not very hurtful, but to Lin Kaiji, it was extremely insulting.

The guards who were fighting to the death over there were boosted in morale when they saw that their master had the upper hand.

Lin Kaiji narrowed his eyes slightly and looked carefully at the man in front of him.

Only three hundred guards could resist his several thousand troops like an iron barrel.

And the artifact in his hand... is unprecedented.

This was the first time that Lin Kaiji truly felt the threat from Xiao Yun.

He is indeed a genius!

If such a person is allowed to grow into a towering tree, no one will be able to shake him.

Lin Kaiji tightened his grip on the hilt of the sword and became murderous.

"Third Prince, I have to admit that you are indeed very powerful, but today, you will definitely die!"

As he said this, he swung his sword in hand and chopped it down with sheer brute force.

Xiao Yun raised the long sword in his hand to block his extremely domineering sword. The iron weapons collided, producing a long string of sparks.

Swords flashed and sabers clashed, and it was hard to tell who would win...

Suddenly, there was a burst of passionate piano music, and then the earth shook violently as if its aorta had been cut.

The two people who were fighting fiercely suddenly looked towards the direction of the piano sound, and saw a dense crowd of people with no end in sight walking towards this side.

Among the dark crowd, seven sedan chairs stood out particularly.

Lin Yanzhi?

Seventh Duke?

Lin Kaiji frowned deeply, with a bad feeling in his heart.

Why are they here instead of guarding their own territory?

Lin Zhaoyue also heard the sound of the piano. She looked up and saw Lin Yanzhi, wearing the prince's uniform, sitting on the sedan chair, and the piece he was playing was "Dragon's Roar in the Sea".

The vast ocean, the sound like a dragon's roar, a top-quality guqin.

Lin Zhaoyue was not proficient in any of the four arts, calligraphy, or painting. She knew the guqin because in her previous life, during the battle at Beiyang Pass, when the Lin family army was completely wiped out, this guqin was left on the battlefield.

The appearance of this guqin on the battlefield of Beiyang Pass became a mystery, and no one knew why it appeared there.

Later, after the Lin family was convicted of treason, a historian used this guqin as an excuse to denounce the Lin family's extravagance and debauchery, and their years of amassing wealth on the border...

But now this piano belongs to her third brother?

And what's with the prince's uniform he's wearing?

Anyone who privately keeps or wears the uniforms of the emperor or crown prince will be treated as a treasonous person.

There’s no way Third Brother doesn’t know about this, but...what is going on?

Lin Zhaoyue's eyes were filled with confusion, and everything seemed unreal to her.

She even felt like she was dreaming, or that it was an illusion caused by excessive blood loss.

The eldest brother is a remnant of the previous dynasty, who rebelled and attempted to restore the country. What about her third brother?

What is her third brother doing?

In his previous life, did he participate in the Battle of Beiyang Pass?

What role did he play in it?

Both Lin Kaiji's troops and Xiao Yin's troops stopped fighting at this moment and looked in the direction of Lin Yanzhi.

When the people on Lin Kaiji's side saw Lin Yanzhi, they seemed to have seen a savior, and their eyes lit up instantly.

"The prince is here."

"The prince is here!"

"The Crown Prince and the Seventh Lord are here."

"No, the Fifth Young Master is missing. It is said that the Fifth Young Master has died in Zi'an County..."

Prince...

Lin Zhaoyue became more and more confused as she heard those people address Lin Yanzhi in a strange way.

He was obviously her third brother, so how did he become their crown prince?

Perhaps subconsciously, she had already guessed it, but she had been avoiding the answer, unwilling to believe it.

The Lin family...what kind of monsters and demons did they raise!

Lin Yanzhi was completely immersed in the sound of the piano, looking very happy. After the song ended, he seemed to see the situation clearly.

"Huh? Why don't you fight anymore? Could it be that you're not playing hard enough?"

As he spoke, he looked at the dead bodies on the ground and said:

"Uncle, they only have a few hundred people. You brought so many troops with you, but you still can't defeat them. Uncle, I think you are really old!"

There was no trace of the respect he usually had for him in that tone.

Lin Kaiji looked at Lin Yanzhi with sinister eyes and said in a cold voice:

"Ye Disi, what on earth do you want to do?"

The number of troops he brought with him was estimated to be 30,000.

The second, third, fourth, sixth and seventh lords were all here.

"I just came here to support my uncle, why does he seem unhappy?"

As soon as Lin Yanzhi finished speaking, someone said coldly:

"My Lord! The prince only came to reinforce you out of kindness. Why do you speak in such a disrespectful tone? It seems that you are still dissatisfied?"

The person who spoke was the Seventh Lord Zhao Zihe, the current head of the Zhao family of the previous dynasty.

Their ambitions are clearly visible in their eyes, but they say ridiculous things.

Lin Kaiji sneered and said coldly:

"Are you going to reinforce or wipe them out?"