Chapter 191 of Ten Scenes Satin

Wen Yuan, carrying the Li Long Sword and the Wenwu Seven-Stringed Qin, hurried towards the palace, led by Zi Yuan, Xiao Murong, and Hua Xuan. Upon arriving outside the Meridian Gate, Wen Yuan was immediately struck by the stench of blood and stopped abruptly, exclaiming, "People are dead here?"

The three women looked around and saw corpses strewn everywhere—soldiers, guards, palace maids, eunuchs, and even members of the Imperial Mausoleum Sect. The imperial road was piled high with bodies, and blood splattered on the palace walls; the scene was gruesome and nauseating. Little Murong composed herself and said, "Many are dead. Judging from their clothes, most are soldiers, and some are from the Imperial Mausoleum Sect." Wen Yuan asked, "Are there any girls from the Cloud Cloud Sect?"

Little Murong looked for a while and said, "There are too many corpses to tell at a glance. I hope there aren't any... Ah!" Suddenly she cried out, "Big Brother... Big Brother!"

Wen Yuan was greatly shocked and exclaimed, "Is Brother Murong inside? He... he..." Little Murong hurriedly said, "No, no, Big Brother is up ahead! He, he..." Before she could finish speaking, she had already rushed forward. Zi Yuan took Wen Yuan's hand and whispered, "Brother Murong is sitting up ahead. He'll be alright." Wen Yuan breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I thought... Zi Yuan, Junior Sister, take me there."

The three of them quickly stepped forward and arrived at the Xiehe Gate. They saw Murong Xiu sitting outside the gate, covered in blood, with a long sword beside him, also stained crimson. When he saw the four men approaching, he glared at them and muttered, "Damn brat, why aren't you resting? Why are you coming here to die?" His voice was weak and feeble, but his tone remained arrogant and his momentum undiminished. Wen Yuan said, "I'm not here to die. Brother Murong, how are your injuries?"

Murong Xiu snorted and said, "Nothing much!" He pointed to the group of corpses and said, "I wiped out all the members of the Imperial Tomb Sect here with my own hands. That old thief Long Yuqing thought he could kill me with a few blows. Heh heh, dream on!"

Little Murong exclaimed, "Big brother, you fought with Long Yuqing?" Murong Xiu said angrily, "Nonsense! You know I'm injured, why ask such a stupid question? Besides Long Yuqing, who else in the Imperial Tomb Sect is qualified to fight me?" Little Murong raised her eyebrows and said, "Where's Huang Zhonggui?" Murong Xiu said, "Damn it, he's not here!"

Wen Yuan was very suspicious: "Huang Zhonggui is the second best in the Imperial Tomb Sect. Long Yuqing rebelled. How could he not be involved in such a big event as this?" Just as this thought crossed his mind, several women's groans came from inside the door, interrupting his thoughts. The groans were very weak, as if the woman was seriously injured and lacked strength.

Murong Xiu said, "You've come at just the right time. Little sister, there's a silly girl inside. Take her with you so she won't get in your way. There are still some tough battles to come..." Suddenly, a voice from inside the door cursed, "Big Murong, what did you say? Who...who is...uh, cough..." Before she could finish, she coughed several times.

Her voice was immediately recognized by Wen Yuan and the others. Hua Xuan called out, "Is that Sister Lan?"

Walking in, she saw Lan Lingyu sitting by the wall near the door, her twin halberds beside her, panting heavily, her body covered in blood, not in any better condition than Murong Xiu. She was missing her right sleeve, her arm exposed down to her shoulder, and the rest of her clothes were tattered, as if torn violently. Upon seeing them, her face flushed slightly. Little Murong entered, glanced at her brother, and said, "Brother, you're injured like this, it's probably not all from fighting with Long Yuqing, is it? Tell the truth, what did you do to Miss Lan?"

Murong Xiu was taken aback, then burst into curses, "Damn it, you brat! Who do you think your brother is?" Little Murong laughed, "That's why I'm asking, I know exactly who you are!" Murong Xiu spat and cursed again, "Bratty brat!" He pointed towards the door and said, "Enough nonsense, get her out of here quickly. If it weren't for this girl causing trouble, I wouldn't be injured like this!" "Lan Lingyu said in a low voice, "Who asked you to meddle? You deserve it!" Murong Xiu said angrily, "Hey, who exactly is meddling?"

Wen Yuan couldn't see anything and didn't know how badly the two were injured, but from their conversation, Murong Xiu seemed to be in good spirits, while Lan Lingyu was seriously injured and struggling to breathe. He immediately asked, "Brother Murong, Miss Lan, what happened? Where did Yuqing go?"

Lan Lingyu said softly, "Long Yuqing... I don't know where he is now." She adjusted her breathing slightly and said, "The Oirat army is attacking fiercely outside, but Lord Yu said they can still hold them off and that we should go into the city first to rescue the emperor. My eldest and second sisters are leading the women of the manor, so only my fourth sister and I climbed over the wall to get in. But when we got here, the Imperial Mausoleum Faction and the Jingwei Prince's men had already stormed in..." "

Wen Yuan exclaimed in surprise, "The Prince of Jingwei has also sent people?" A sense of unease rose in his heart: "What if we have to kill Miss Zhao's family if it's unavoidable?"

Lan Lingyu nodded slightly and said, "They've all stormed into Fengtian Hall. My fourth sister and I followed, but Long Yuqing and his son noticed us. I fought with Long Tengming; his martial arts have improved incredibly fast, almost... almost catching up with Huang Zhonggui..." Little Murong was shocked and said, "Catching up with Huang Zhonggui? This... how is that possible?"

Lan Lingyu said, "That's the strange thing. I saw that his attacks were incredibly fierce, each move incredibly powerful, but he seemed to be fighting very hard, and his expression was not quite right." She looked towards the door, her face slightly red, and whispered, "My fourth sister and I couldn't beat him, and he captured us. He... he wants to..." Suddenly she fell silent. Little Murong glanced at her clothes and immediately understood, asking, "And then?" Lan Lingyu replied, "Your brother arrived just in time, which forced Long Tengming to retreat, allowing us to escape. However, he... he was also struck twice by Long Yuqing." At this point, Murong Xiu was faintly heard cursing, "Damn it!"

Lan Lingyu paused for a moment, then continued, "Later, Hero Ren also arrived, along with Miss Huyan from the Yunxiao Sect, and an old man whom I heard the Huangling Sect call 'Envoy Mu.'" Wen Yuan said, " "It was Senior Mu Yanding who returned the 'Seven-Stringed Zither of Civil and Martial Arts' to me, indicating his determination to oppose Long Yuqing's actions." Lan Lingyu's eyes lit up, "Is that really so? In that case, the Imperial Mausoleum Sect has lost a major general, so there's still hope in dealing with Long Yuqing. For some reason, the skills of several experts in the Imperial Mausoleum Sect have improved considerably, both Long Tengming and Ge Yuandang, but we haven't seen Wei Gaoxin..."

Hua Xuan said, "Sister Lan, Wei Gaoxin is already dead!" Lan Lingyu was taken aback, "Dead?" Hua Xuan pointed to the door, "He came to the Bai family to attack us and was killed by Senior Brother Wen." Lan Lingyu's face was filled with shock, "Really? Wen... Young Master Wen, he wasn't..." She pointed to her eyes.

Hua Xuan nodded slightly, saying sadly, "Yes." She looked at Wen Yuan and said, "But Senior Brother Wen is still very powerful!"

Murong Xiu suddenly looked up and said, "Wen Yuan, boy!" Wen Yuan said, "What?" Murong Xiu stood up and said, "You really killed Wei Gaoxin?" Wen Yuan nodded and said, "Yes." Murong Xiu said, "Good, how did you kill him?"

Wen Yuan said, "I struck twice with my sword, crippling his hands, and then stabbed him to death with one more strike."

Murong Xiu said, "Were you injured?" Wen Yuan said, "No."

Murong Xiu stared at Wen Yuan, then suddenly burst into laughter and called out, "Little sister, come here!" Little Murong walked over. "What?" Murong Xiu patted her head and laughed, "Your taste is really good, you picked a good guy!" Little Murong blushed and said, "Big brother, what are you saying?"

Murong Xiu's eyes flashed, and he patted Wen Yuan's shoulder, saying, "Kid, listen carefully. You've already experienced Long Yuqing's skill. Now his skills have reached a new level, and he's extremely difficult to deal with unless I, the great master, take action.

However, I was dragged down by that girl and got injured first..." At this point, Lan Lingyu glared at him through the door, which Murong Xiu naturally didn't know. He continued, "...If you want to kill Long Yuqing, you'll have to rely on you and that bearded devil surnamed Ren. If

you can't kill him, run! In any case, survival comes first, victory second. After I heal my injuries, I can slowly kill him. If you die and my little sister is left a widow, damn it, I will never let you go!" As for how he wouldn't let a dead man go, although it was quite strange, no one asked any questions.

Wen Yuan nodded and said, "Brother Murong, don't worry, I understand." He turned slightly and asked, "Miss Lan, did my Uncle Ren fight with Long Yuqing?" Lan Lingyu replied, "We only met briefly before he left, saying he wanted to hide the Emperor first so Long Yuqing couldn't find him and would be in an invincible position. Miss Huyan and that Senior Mu escorted us to this area, but we were separated by the Imperial Mausoleum Sect. We don't know where they are now, or if they fought with Long Yuqing."

Wen Yuan pondered for a moment and said, "Alright, I'll go find them now. Xiao Yin, Junior Sister, you stay here and take care of Brother Murong and Miss Lan. Zi Yuan, come with me."

Little Murong exclaimed, "No, it's too dangerous for you to protect Sister Zi Yuan alone! We have to go together."

Murong Xiu refused even more, saying, "Boy, stop joking. When have I ever needed anyone to take care of me? Go away!

The four of you go together. With this sword, no one can take my neck." On the head. Wen Yuan said: "Where is Miss Lan?" Murong Xiu cursed: "Bah!" With me, Da Murong, here, who am I afraid of hurting her? Go, go!

Wen Yuan thought to himself: "If Brother Murong is not seriously injured, he will not heal his injuries in this dangerous place with Miss Lan. We really cannot take risks." He immediately said: "Xiao Yin, you should stay with your junior sister. It's enough to have Zi Yuan to guide you. You can follow me later." You all run with me. Although you can help me, if something happens to someone, it will be difficult for me to help you. I have to take care of Ziyuan! "

Little Murong assessed the situation, knowing that there was no time to delay at this time, so he could only nod his head and said: "As soon as brother feels better, we will go there immediately. Hua Xuan looked at Wen Yuan, worried in his heart, and said: "Senior Brother Wen, be careful!"

Wen Yuan nodded silently, turned around and said, "Zi Yuan, let's go!" Zi Yuan followed him and said softly: "The place here is huge, where should we go first?" Fengtian Palace? Wen Yuan said: "Exactly." "Let's go there first."

The two walked side by side, Wen Yuan supporting Zi Yuan's waist, gently guiding her with his inner energy so she could keep up with his pace.

Zi Yuan pointed out the direction, and the two crossed the Golden Water Bridge, heading straight for Fengtian Gate. The vast imperial city was deserted, eerily silent.

Seeing no one around, Zi Yuan was about to pass when Wen Yuan suddenly grabbed her waist and leaped up two zhang (approximately 6.6 meters). With a hissing sound, three flying knives stuck into the ground where they had just stood. Taking advantage of the momentum, Wen Yuan used his inner energy to sink, gliding forward lightly, leaping three zhang (approximately 13 meters) in one bound, and then leaping again. A voice shouted, "Trying to leave?" A figure flashed out from the side, slashing at Wen Yuan with a knife. Before Zi Yuan could see clearly, a flash of silver light appeared, and Wen Yuan had already drawn his sword. The Li Long Sword first severed the single knife, then thrust four times in succession, severely injuring the man's hands and feet simultaneously, causing him to fall to the ground. This was only because Wen Yuan had shown mercy; otherwise, with the sharpness of the Li Long Sword, he could have severed the man's limbs.

Wen Yuan flicked his longsword and asked, "Are you from the Imperial Tomb Sect?" The man angrily retorted, "So what if I am..." Without another word, Wen Yuan kicked him in the temple, silencing him instantly.

Zi Yuan was shocked and hadn't recovered when Wen Yuan said, "Hurry up! We don't know how many more Imperial Tomb Sect members are on the road. We need to quicken our pace!" Zi Yuan looked bewildered and grasped Wen Yuan's hand.

Just past Fengtian Gate, two more men from the Imperial Tomb Sect blocked their way. Wen Yuan, sensing their location, struck with lightning speed, killing two more. The two rushed towards Fengtian Hall, where more than forty skilled members of the Imperial Tomb Sect surrounded them. These men ranged in skill from the weaker ones, comparable to Kang Chufeng, to the stronger ones, almost on par with the two princes of the Dragon Palace Sect, Suanni and Yazi, or Ling Yunxia and Lan Lingyu of the Heroine Village. Their attacks were relentless, their combat power truly astonishing.

However, even Zi Yuan, who knew nothing of martial arts, could subtly sense that Wen Yuan was different from usual. She couldn't discern the wonders of Wen Yuan's swordsmanship, but she could feel the aura emanating from the sword—a killing intent unlike anything she'd ever experienced.

One sword strike, one sword strike, and another—Wen Yuan wielded his Li Long Sword with unrestrained abandon, completely ignoring the forty-odd people before him—of course, he couldn't see them either. The

area in front of the Fengtian Hall quickly quieted down. Wen Yuan pointed his long sword at the ground and said to Zi Yuan, "Let's go!"

Zi Yuan nodded quietly and replied, "Okay!"

Her initial worry had vanished, replaced by a sense of relief. This killing intent was different from Xiang Yang's fierce power, Murong Xiu's arrogance, or Long Yuqing's domineering nature; it was unusually solemn.

Zi Yuan held his hand and whispered, "Yuan!"

Wen Yuan turned his head and asked, "What is it?"

Zi Yuan looked at his face and said softly, "Don't make me worry."

Wen Yuan paused for a moment, then smiled as usual and said, "Okay."

The two stepped onto the stairs leading to the Fengtian Hall. The Lilong Sword led the way, a chilling sword light rushing into the hall without anyone stopping them. As soon as they entered the hall, Wen Yuan's expression immediately froze, his long sword pointing directly at the steps. Zi Yuan saw it clearly, her face flushed, her body trembling slightly, and she whispered to Wen Yuan, "Long Yuqing!" Inside

the Fengtian Hall, the soft moans and groans of women echoed, and there was more than one. There were at least twenty men in the hall, frantically raping the palace maids. Around the dragon throne, three women who looked like concubines were surrounded, their clothes disheveled. One stood by the throne, letting herself be touched, while the other two knelt before the throne, vying to lick the huge penis of the man seated there.

The man seated in the emperor's robes, his face arrogant yet his gaze sharp and menacing, fixed on Wen Yuan and Zi Yuan like two bolts of lightning. He was dressed entirely in imperial attire, but he was not the Jingtai Emperor; he was Long Yuqing.

The surrounding lewd sounds were unsettling, and Wen Yuan's sword, pointed at him, remained perfectly still. Long Yuqing gave a cold laugh, remaining silent.

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