Chapter 452 Capture the Assassin

King Nanhuai and some royal family members also came up. After the royal family members came up, the officials above the second rank in the imperial court began to come up, and the rest were at the lower level.

This huge altar can accommodate two to three hundred people. Now the royal family members plus officials above the second rank and Murong Jie's guards add up to more than a hundred people, and the altar still has a lot of space.

The emperor first walked to the edge of the altar, leaning on the railing and waving to the people below, with a smile on his face, although he was weak, he still had the air of an emperor.

Today's weather is fine and cloudless, but the wind is particularly strong, which is not good for the emperor's condition. Lupus erythematosus is not suitable for seeing the wind, so he feels dizzy after standing for a while. Supporting.

At noon, the ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven officially began.

Exactly one and a half hours had passed since leaving the palace.

Among the royal family, King Nanhuai was not conspicuous at all, because he deliberately stepped back a little, covering half of his body.

He kept staring at the emperor's face, and found that, as Sun Fang'er said, the skin on his face was very strange, very fair, and the wrinkles were very deliberate, so it could be seen that the wrinkles were made.

He stared carefully to see if he could see the erythema inside through the skin, but it was obvious that Xia Zian's craftsmanship was very good, and he couldn't see it at all, and the skin fit very well, and there were no traces on the sideburns.

He also saw Xia Zian disguised as a man, and he couldn't help sneering, but he was well dressed, with dark skin, but unfortunately, careful people could still spot it at a glance.

Qin Tianjian lit three sticks of incense and handed them to the emperor, who held them in his hand and bowed respectfully to the sacrificial table three times, then inserted the incense into the incense burner himself.

After that, he knelt on the futon, all the officials knelt down immediately, and King Nanhuai knelt down as well.

The words of prayer were drawn up by Qin Tianjian and read out by the emperor.

When the reading was read, King Nanhuai watched carefully. When he spoke, his face was very stiff and fake. In fact, he could tell it if he looked carefully, but who would stare at the emperor's face? Even if there is a problem, who would dare to rush forward and tear it apart?

After reading the words of prayer, Qin Tianjian came up with all the officials, and he led all the officials to kneel down to worship God. The emperor was a little dizzy, Zi'an waved his hand, and several guards immediately surrounded him and supported the emperor.

King Nanhuai naturally saw it, and a sneer sneered at the corner of his mouth, wanting to change his face.

He has long ordered that as long as there are people around the emperor, the assassination will be carried out immediately.

Sure enough, a few black shadows descended from the sky, and their goal was very clear, directly stabbing at the emperor who was surrounded by guards.

Several people suddenly swooped down, and the guards on the side were unable to rescue them at all. Only a few guards around the emperor hurriedly drew their swords to resist, but in this way, they all dispersed.

Because of the assassin, everyone rushed to the emperor, shouting: "Guard, guard!"

King Nanhuai was the first to rush up and grabbed the emperor. Before he could see the emperor's face, he grabbed his hand and pushed him to the railing so that he faced the people below, shouting Said: "Escort, escort!"

Seeing that King Nanhuai had already pushed the emperor away, several killers scattered like birds and beasts. These people were all light kung fu, and the guards had no way of chasing them. Murong Jie caught up with one, but he was dead before he could pull him down. Yes, it is poison.

Zian sneered, took out the scar rope, and let it fly out. The scar rope left his hand and flew directly to an assassin, and voluntarily wrapped it around the assassin's mouth twice before flying back.

Everyone exclaimed. King Nanhuai didn't look back, but only looked at the people below. Seeing that the people covered their mouths and cried out in surprise, he raised his head to look at the emperor's face with a cold smile on the corner of his mouth.

He was stunned, there was nothing wrong with the emperor's face, his skin was still hot, even more natural than before, what's going on?

Impossible, Sun Fang'er said, in about two hours, his face will melt, and he has to change it. Just now he saw with his own eyes that the assassin came before he changed it.

This is impossible!

"Old Ba, let me go, the assassin is gone!" the emperor said with a quiet look at him.

King Nanhuai let go like an electric shock, and looked back subconsciously, only to see Xia Zian, dressed as a bodyguard, dragging an assassin.

His face turned pale at that moment.

Xia Zi'an sealed the assassin's acupuncture point with a needle, untied the scar, then stuck his cheek, took out a handkerchief, wrapped his finger, put it into his mouth, took out the poison, wrapped it in the handkerchief, and pushed him to Murong Jie.

Murong Jie kicked him, the acupuncture point of that person was blocked, he couldn't move, so he had to suffer this kick for life, Murong Jie ordered, "Take him away, interrogate him strictly, and use all means to find out who is behind him."

"Yes!" The guard stepped forward, dragged the man away, and took him down.

Seeing the assassins being taken down, King Nanhuai panicked in his heart. He only hoped that these people would rather die than recruit them, but after entering the prison, they enjoyed their death. No one could stand those tortures, and he was gone again. Poison, how can you kill yourself?

I'm afraid I'm going to recruit.

Due to the appearance of an assassin and the ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven was almost completed, Murong Jie ordered to escort the emperor back to the palace.

The purpose of this trip is just to let the people see that the emperor is not a ghost, and to quell the rumors. Now that the goal is achieved, the rest of the things are not important.

On the other hand, Murong Jie was a little surprised when it came to catching the assassin. On the way back to the palace, he kept looking at Zian, "You can use the scar so well!"

"It's okay!" Zian smiled, remembering that when Aunt A Snake told her about the magical effect of the scar cable, she still didn't believe it. She thought that it was amazing that the scar cable could attract poisonous snakes. How could it become an independent and thoughtful weapon? ?

But obviously, the old man Scarsuo is okay.

At that time, I felt that it would be too bad to replace the Scarsuo with the soul-destroying ring removed. Now it seems that the Scarsuo, a weapon that can be used for a lifetime without recharging, is really easy to use, and it can be controlled with thoughts, which is amazing.

"What other magical effects does Scarsuo have?" Murong Jie asked, he knew that Scarsuo was powerful, but he didn't know what other abilities that Scarsuo had besides these.

"Aunt Snake told me to dig out slowly, and it's best not to use it for the rest of my life." Zi'an said.

"My ancestor has a lot of treasures. If you make her happy and reward you with one or two more, you will use them for life."

Zian smiled, "A scar is enough."

"Really? I heard that the old ancestor has many medical masterpieces. Her old man knows medical skills, but the king has never figured it out. Why didn't she heal the emperor?"

"Didn't you say before that your ancestor knew how to do astrology and divination? Maybe she knew that the emperor's catastrophe was not dangerous and someone would resolve it, so she didn't do anything at all." Zi'an said jokingly.

Murong Jie shook his head, "Where is it so mysterious? There must be something wrong with it. If you can cure it, she will definitely be able to."

Zian rolled his eyes, "Yes, you have always looked down on my medical skills."

The words he said were always thorny, and none of them were pleasant.