Prison Dragon

Chapter 150

"Your Majesty, where are you?"

When Yang You heard the sound and turned his head, there was a vast expanse of white ice everywhere, and Yang Xiu was nowhere to be found.

"Old Six?" Yang You shouted.

"His Majesty!"

He heard clearly this time, Yang Xiu was really at the bottom!

Yang You stood up from the huge ice and looked out. Yang Xiu stood at the bottom of countless stairs and waved at him.After calling Yang You's name, he began to climb up with difficulty.

Yang You just felt that this scene was a bit familiar. When he was not the emperor, didn't he crawl like this to find amber for Ao Chen?

He looked down at the solid ice under his feet. This was the highest point of the entire ice room, and he could have a panoramic view of the scenery below, although there was nothing worth admiring here.

Because he is the emperor, he stands on a high place and looks down on all living beings, while other princes and grandchildren can only look up to him forever. Is this the meaning of the ice room?

He also walked down from the top, wanting to meet Yang Xiu in the middle.

Yang Xiu crawled to the middle out of breath, and was about to sit down and rest for a while when Yang You pulled him up.

"Your Majesty, I..."

"Don't talk." Yang You said, he had already thought about what he was going to do today before he came, so when he went to court, he also carried a dagger at his waist, of course it was hidden in his clothes so that the courtiers did not see it.

Yang You took out the dagger from his bosom, the leather scabbard was worn out in many places, it looked like something that had been with him for a long time, it was cold.

He had already lost the curly blade last time, and this time he deliberately replaced it with the Miao Dao that had been with him from the southwest for many years, and it was still sharp after many battles.

Seeing that he didn't say anything, Yang Xiu took out the knife with a cold face, his heart was cold for a while, but it seemed like a big stone fell to the ground.

Since ancient times, there is no emperor who does not suspect brothers. Although Yang Xiu believes in Yang You's kindness, he is not always worried that he will liquidate himself one day.

After all, he is not a good person, although Yang You can tolerate him for the time being, but it is not guaranteed that the two of them will argue because of the conflict of ideas one day.

This day is finally here.

You can't bring swords in the court, and he has nothing on him for defense.Looking at this ice room again, it is obvious that no outsiders know about it.

Yang You gesticulated a few times with his knife in the air, and said, "I asked you to do me a favor, roll up your sleeves now."

Yang Xiu thought for a while, the king wanted the minister to die, and the minister had to die. Rather than end up being ransacked and beheaded outside, it would be better for Yang You to know his life right here.

He has lived for more than thirty years, tossing about in the mud, his heart is riddled with holes, and he is tired, so it is better to be relieved.

He didn't hesitate anymore, he rolled up his sleeves and exposed his arms, closed his eyes and stretched his neck to kill.

He felt that his breathing became more and more rapid, but Yang You didn't make a move, but stuck the cold dagger on his arm and compared it to each other.

Waiting for death is a thousand times worse than dying.

Yang Xiu couldn't stand the feeling of the sword hanging above his head the most, and couldn't help but began to urge, "Why don't you do it?"

"Don't worry," Yang You said, "take your time, the wound should not be too big."

Still worried about his remains, it seems that Yang You is not a heartless person, at least he can leave a whole body.

Yang Xiu thought to himself.

"I'm going to do it." Yang You said.

Yang Xiu frowned fiercely, looking forward to the next second of pain.

It does hurt a bit, but why does it feel that there is something wrong with the wound...

"Okay." Yang You patted his palm.

Yang Xiu was stunned, opened his eyes, and Yang You only cut a shallow finger-long gash on his left forearm, "You..."

He was so shocked that he even forgot his honorific title.

Yang You was obviously absent-minded, he took his hand and squeezed it beside the wound, the blood flowed down Yang Xiu's arm and remained on the ice surface, dripping into a round pool of blood.

"How come..." Yang You murmured.

Yang Xiu didn't know what he was going to do, so he asked suspiciously, "What do you want to do, Your Majesty?"

"No," Yang You shook his head, and after saying that, he took up his sleeve and cut his arm. Yang Xiu looked at him and exclaimed, and immediately stepped forward to cover his wound.

Yang You pushed him away, letting all the blood on his hands flow to the ground.

Yang Xiu's eyes widened. The moment Yang You's blood touched the ice, the blood spread rapidly, drawing strange patterns on the ground. The blood continued to spread around, gradually encroaching on Yang Xiu's blood. The place.

Yang Xiu saw that his blood hadn't changed at all, but through the red blood, he could see the same strange pattern appearing underneath.

Yang You was still bleeding, the speed of the blood flow was very slow, but the area of ​​the pattern drawn was very large, but in just a few breaths, the entire step they were standing on was covered by red blood flowers.

Seeing this, Yang You covered the wound with a handkerchief.

He seems to understand why Ao Chen said that only the emperor can unlock the formation.

Everything is pointing to this ice room.

Only the royal family of the Yang family can enter here, and it is the only place that rejects Ao Chen, and for 800 years, I don't know what method has been used, and it has been out of Ao Chen's perception, and Ao Chen obviously has never heard of it from others.

If Wu Yizhi hadn't said it out at that time, Yang You probably wouldn't have thought that there was something hidden under Xuanzheng Palace.

Ao Chen couldn't enter, he didn't find out, Yang You thought, if he was Gaozu, he definitely didn't want Ao Chen to unravel the formation one day, so no matter what, it's better to avoid Ao Chen in the formation, and not let him know, Otherwise, he might recruit others to contact the formation.

In addition to these, here, the emperor is not treated the same as other people. Only the emperor can go directly to the center and highest point of the entire ice room - the huge piece of ice.

Judging from Yang You's experience, it is obvious that blood has a special effect on that huge piece of ice, or the pattern in the entire ice room has a special effect, but it needs his blood to appear.For example, last night, he saw the old events of Gaozu's time here again.

But how much blood is needed to show all the patterns?

Yang You thought, he just observed carefully, as long as a drop of his blood can show a wide range of patterns.He would never allow his descendants to be human sacrifices. Yang You still trusts his ancestors in this matter. Since he spent so much time setting up the formation, he definitely doesn't want his descendants to play around here and die.

So he guessed that to show all the patterns in the entire ice room, he shouldn't have to drain all his blood.

"Your Majesty, it's time to rest."

Yang You heard a woman's voice say softly.

He turned around abruptly, only to find that he was no longer in the ice room, but was standing in a gorgeous palace room. Although the furnishings were not quite the same, judging from the layout, it should be the Zichen Palace.

It's the emperor's bedroom!

Yang You lowered his head, and the first thing he saw was a pair of crisp breasts and plain blue women's long skirts, with sweet soup in his hands, he couldn't control himself and said delicate words, "Your Majesty, my concubine will wait for you to rest."

Behind the green screen, a man responded in a low voice.

Yang You lowered his head with his chest in his arms, and walked in humbly. He wanted to control his steps, but found that he could only watch but could not move. This was not the first time he had encountered the dream of a bystander, so he could watch the follow-up with peace of mind. how to develop.

He walked around the screen with sweet soup and walked to the desk.

Sitting there was a handsome middle-aged man, with many silver strands in his black hair, firm wrinkles engraved on the end of his eyebrows, dignified and handsome, but with a somewhat sinister expression, it was the great ancestor Yang Shuo.

Yang You thought to himself, so this time he finally has a role, which seems to be one of Yang Shuo's concubines.

"She" stepped forward, gently put down the soup cup, fingered Danko, and walked gently on Yang Shuo's body. Yang Shuo relaxed and accepted "her" flirting.

"She" walked behind Yang Shuo and untied Yang Shuo's hairpin, "Your Majesty, I haven't seen you for a few days, do you miss Lanxi?"

Yang You felt that Lan Xi seemed familiar, but for a moment he couldn't remember who it was.

Yang Shuo leaned back and rested his head on "her" chest, "You are getting more and more naughty."

"She" smiled charmingly, "Last time you said that I didn't like my ignorance, so I asked a few female gentlemen to learn to read. Today, someone taught me a word, which is called color on the head... "

"She" pulled out something from her chest, but Yang You didn't see it clearly, and the next moment she saw Yang Shuo clenched his left hand and got up and pushed "her" away forcefully.

Yang Shuo spread out his left hand casually, with a finger-long steel nail stuck in his palm, and the blood continued to flow, but he sneered calmly, without any tenderness on his face just now.

Yang You could feel the despair and fury of this body, he suddenly jumped up from the ground, and even fought Yang Shuo with his bare hands!

What surprised him even more was that "she" was obviously not low in martial arts. Facing Yang Shuo who had been fighting all the year round, she was able to force Yang Shuo into a corner as a woman. None, just looking at tricks.

Yang Shuo punched Yang You a few times, and he felt that his bones were about to crack, but "she" kept attacking, as if she would not stop until she killed Yang Shuo.

At this moment, the sound of their squabbling alarmed the outsiders, the door was pushed open suddenly, and Yang You saw a black figure from the corner of his eye. Just as he turned his head to check the situation, a long sword flew and pierced his throat. It sprayed out of the air and turned into a thin layer of mist.

Yang You couldn't even feel the pain, and was knocked down to the ground by a huge force.

The sword went straight through his neck, but it didn't completely cut off his life. He soon felt that most of his neck was cut off, and the remaining flesh was connected to his head, causing severe pain. Twitching, clutching his neck and being speechless.

Before he died immediately, he heard Han Wang Yang Yan say: "Your Majesty, I am too late to save you!"

Yang Shuo asked him to stand up in a steady tone, "You haven't entered the palace for a long time, and neither have you."

Yang You tried his best to open his eyes a little, but he could only see the boots of three people, and two pairs of black boots were embroidered with dragon patterns.

He heard Ao Chen say: "Yang Yan asked me to come. After all, we are friends and have known each other for decades. He wants me to have a good talk with you. If you still want longevity, we don't need to talk."