Chapter 328

The word "Kill" was said happily, but several black-clothed masked eunuchs didn't come forward, only watching coldly as the soldiers approached the Huagai Hall.

Li Miao.

This name, they hated to the bone, but also feared like a tiger. When it came to the understanding of Li Miao, except for the missing Ji Tianrui, the entire Great Shuo was afraid it would be these eunuchs.

But the more they understood Li Miao, the more they feared him.

So even though Li Miao appeared just now, all the heavenly beings present could see that his state was wrong and he was seriously injured, but before he closed the door, no one dared to say a word or take a step forward.

Let's put it this way, even if Li Miao were dead, as long as the corpse was still whole, these people wouldn't dare to come forward, fearing that Li Miao would suddenly smile at them.

Fortunately, they didn't have to test it themselves.

The military formation pressed toward the Huagai Hall, moving extremely quickly and orderly, the formation didn't see the slightest disorder, and there was not a trace of human voice, operating like a gear composed of refined steel and blade tips.

Flag Guard, only second to the Embroidered Uniform Guard among the Twelve Guards.

Behind the military formation, hundreds of warhorses wrapped in raw iron armor were constantly raising their hooves and neighing, and the knights on their backs wore chainmail, waist-strapped long knives, and fire guns held on their arms, a pair of eyes staring fixedly at the doors and windows of the Huagai Hall.

Brave Cavalry Right Guard, the elite left behind after the Ancestor moved the capital.

If the Great Shuo guard stations weren't corrupt, if the Garrison Eunuchs hadn't operated in Nanjing for many years, if there hadn't been the imperial edict left by the emperor, if there hadn't been the massive gold and silver looted over these years... missing any one of these, they couldn't have gathered this group of elites.

Now, it was Li Miao, this Embroidered Uniform Guard Commander, who had to test this most elite batch of colleagues among the Twelve Guards.

Until all the doors and windows of the Huagai Hall were blocked, the Flag Guard officer raised a fist—and swung it down fiercely!

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

Blades smashed the doors and windows, and dozens of sets of armor leaped into the hall.

And then, there was no sound.

The Flag Guards guarding outside the window suddenly stood up, the fire rope on the three-eyed gun had burned to the end, the star-dotted gunpowder was ignited, and the lead bullets were ready to go!

At this very moment—clatter!

A tide, a crimson tide, splashed out from the doors and windows! The Flag Guards outside the window only had time to close their eyes before they were drenched from head to toe by the blood!

When they opened their eyes, their vision first focused on the extinguished fire rope, then slowly moved toward the sleeves that were constantly dripping blood, and finally, looked into the Huagai Hall.

Swish.

As expected of elites, the sound of retreating footsteps was uniform.

"This!"

The officer who ordered the door to be broken had a pale face.

"What is this, Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio?"

"Is this still Great Shuo, can this still be considered human!"

The corners of his eyes twitched, and he looked at the few black-clothed eunuchs, but saw that the other party didn't have any expression, only looking over with cold gazes, as if nothing had happened.

The officer gritted his teeth: That's right.

Since they came, they were on a pirate ship.

Regardless of whether the other party was a demon, a monster, a god, or a Buddha, they only had one choice—you die or I live.

"Second team!"

He waved his fist: "No need to achieve merit, just be the first to climb. Protect yourselves!"

A series of "Yes!", and dozens more sets of armor leaped into the hall.

Compared to the first batch of companions who leaped in, they were a bit better. The officer's order had some effect—they made half a cry of pain that was pinched in their throats.

"Ah eh!"

No more sound.

The officer glanced and saw that quite a few subordinates had retreated several steps, their gazes dodging, and even the hands gripping the knives were white and faintly trembling.

For these elites, death was not terrible. The unknown and the strange were the truly terrible things. The officer knew that their courage was lost, and even if he ordered people to go in again, the performance would only be worse.

But this didn't mean he had no way.

"Fire! Just hit from the outside, smash everything in the hall!"

Boom boom boom—

The pungent smell of gunpowder, the suddenly exploding dust and smoke, and the sound of guns lasted for the time of a cup of tea.

The officer calculated in his heart, stood up suddenly, kicked the door, and went in! His subordinates rushed in, followed him into the hall together!

As soon as he entered, the officer felt his vision darken.

There were no lights in the hall, and it was dark in the depths.

Then his feet slipped, bringing up sticky water sounds, the smell of rust drilled into his nasal cavity, condensing into a piece of blood red in his mind.

The officer raised a hand, and his subordinates lit a fire.

The firelight flickered, illuminating the figure in the depths of the main hall.

Li Miao.

Leaning on the seat in the center of the main hall, his left leg stepped on the chair, his left arm across his knees, holding a piece of paper in his hand. His right hand was placed on the armrest, supporting his face, his expression hidden in the firelight.

Tap, tap, tap.

His toes lifted and fell, making a rhythmic sound on the ground.

The sound was extremely light, yet it seemed to knock on the hearts of the Flag Guards like a huge bell—because they saw the surroundings clearly.

Dozens of corpses that had tumbled into the house stood around them, surrounding them. Their armor was undamaged, their long knives still gripped in their hands, only their faces were lowered.

Drip, drip, drip.

The remaining blood dripped one by one from the armor, sleeves, and blade tips, falling into the water puddle formed by the blood on the ground.

Gulp.

The officer swallowed his saliva, his feet involuntarily retreating half a step, making an extremely subtle sound.

He regretted it; he shouldn't have come in.

Must leave.

At this very moment, his footsteps stiffened in mid-air.

In front, the face hidden in the darkness slowly lifted.

It gave him a smile.

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Several black-clothed eunuchs exchanged glances.

"No, this thief is indeed fierce. If this continues, we're just sending soldiers to him to kill in vain."

"How about... burn! Light the Huagai Hall, force him out!"

"Are you crazy! This is the palace! The people watching were already driven away by us. If the fire spreads, it's said that the entire palace might be burned!"

"So what, do you think this is playing house! Think about how we can leave a whole corpse for ourselves if we can't kill him today!"

The arguing sound grew lower.

Finally, one of them said coldly.

"Burn! The Emperor has been harmed, and the Zhu family's world has also been plotted by him. Now what are we worried about in the palace? Burn!"

Swish swish swish—

Fire arrows shot from the knights' bows toward mid-air, drawing an arc before falling toward the Huagai Hall, sparks splashing at the point of contact.

The fire started gradually.

The soaring firelight distorted the air, and the heat wave rolled in.

Several black-clothed eunuchs watched the burning Huagai Hall with full attention, their palms slightly sweating, waiting for the figure to rush out from inside.

But as time passed, until the Huagai Hall slowly turned into charred black, nothing happened.

"Dead?"

"Impossible."

"Could it be—he has already escaped!?"

"It's said that it is! We were bluffed by him!"

"Chase!"

Their feet paused, and the black-clothed eunuchs were about to chase.

Suddenly, a piece of warm liquid splashed from behind, splashing on the ground in front of them, with a swish sound.

They turned their heads suddenly.

They saw a horse corpse, along with the knight on it, split from the middle, red, white, and yellow all rolling out, falling to the ground.

Through the corpse split in two, they saw Li Miao.

He waved his hand, and a piece of rice paper full of handwriting flew up, rolled by the heat wave, flew into the high sky, started to burn from one corner, and turned into pieces of flying ash in mid-air.

"I finished reading."

Li Miao said with a smile.

"What about you?"

"After making such a fuss for so long, are you ready to be reincarnated?"