The sky is a bit dark in the Zhao Palace in Handan City.

Around the King of Zhao's bedroom, there were imperial guards and soldiers, surrounding the entire palace was airtight.

Although the summer night is a bit stuffy, it seems particularly cold tonight. I don’t know when it starts, a gust of cold wind with a biting cold air penetrates people’s hearts.

"hiss"

An imperial guard shivered, looked around with some suspicion, and asked his colleagues in a low voice: "Have you heard any sound?"

“…”

"No? You...have you heard anything?"

"Don't think about it all the time. I remember that we charged on the battlefield and killed countless enemies. Why are we afraid of ghosts and souls?"

"Is there really a ghost? It's really a bit weird tonight!"

"But do you feel it's a little cold tonight!"

The Imperial Guard frowned, listened quietly and calmly, and only heard a sound of footsteps that seemed to be there and not be able to be heard from a distance, and fogs came with the wind, covering the entire palace.

"Gudong!"

An imperial guard swallowed, his eyes twitched, and he whispered: "Isn't it really a ghost who is here to take his life?"

"What are you muttering!"

The commander of the Imperial Guard shouted and scolded: "Behind us is the king's bedroom, and we are the imperial guards who guard the palace. Whether it is a real ghost or someone pretending to be a ghost, if someone dares to murder the king, he must first step over our corpse!"

Regardless of whether these imperial guards have the awareness of "death for the king", when they stand here, they must fight to protect King Zhao.

If they are unable to die in battle, their family can still receive a generous amount of blood-sucking gold. But if they flee without fighting, they will definitely die.

‘Ka! Da! Da…’

A sound of footsteps sounded, and the sound seemed to be there and non-existent, and it was erratic, but everyone here could clearly hear the sound of footsteps.

The commander of the Imperial Guard shouted: "Who, get out!"

The imperial guards drew their swords and were ready to face each other.

“…”

It seemed that he was shocked by the commander of the imperial guards. The footsteps suddenly disappeared. The imperial guards waited for a long time. Although the fog had not yet dissipated, the footsteps were gone.

Seeing this, the commander of the Imperial Guard sneered: "The so-called ghost is nothing more than the soul after death. We are not even afraid of living people, so why are we afraid of just dead people?"

"Young man, I'm so excited. As long as I wait without fear, the ghosts will not be able to approach me."

"yes!"

In the palace of King Zhao, the doors and windows in the house were closed tightly, surrounded by golden curtains, and the candles and fires in the house were bright, making the hall bright.

‘Hohu’

A gust of cold wind blew in through the gaps between the doors and windows, and the bedroom suddenly became like a mourning hall, gloomy and terrifying.

The candlelight around changed from bright yellow to faint green, and all the shadows on the ground seemed to be covered with a layer of ghost energy, twisting and struggling like ghosts.

The official Tian Fu of the Inner Palace was blocked in front of King Zhao's bed for a moment. Although King Zhao was lying down, he never fell asleep. At this moment, he was frightened to see this strange situation.

"Don't worry, your husband." Tian Fu first comforted King Zhao, and then shouted: "Come here! Where is the imperial guard?"

The imperial guards were clearly guarding outside the bedroom, and Tian Fu's voice was also very loud, but the imperial guards seemed to be unable to hear them and did nothing at all.

The black shadow gradually emerged from the ground, wearing bloody palace maid costumes, the shadows floated in the air, disheveled hair, their eyes were scarlet, and there was a faint whimpering sound in their throats, as if a sharp object was cut and peeled off.

"It's Yan'er, it's Yan'er who came to take his life."

Seeing this, King Zhao was sweating coldly behind his back. Even though he had been the king of a country for decades, he still couldn't avoid the tension in his heart when he met an inhuman ghost.

In this strange scene, even Tian Fu changed his face and felt a little sweaty when his palms were about to stop.

Tian Fu was able to serve as the official of King Zhao not only because of his strong ability to do things, but also because of his extraordinary martial arts, and he is also a first-class expert in the world.

But in this situation, Tian Fu has no idea.

Go forward to fight with ghosts, but he wants to protect King Zhao's safety.

But no one has seen any ability of a ghost, and no one knows how this ghost of Yan'er will take King Zhao's life.

Yan'er raised her head slightly, looked at King Zhao with scarlet blood, raised her right arm, and pointed her index finger at King Zhao.

Blasts of black mist spread out from Yan'er's ghost's body and blew on the potted plants by the window. The flowers and leaves immediately withered and withered, as if the evil ghost had absorbed the essence in an instant.

King Zhao and Tian Fu took a breath and felt creepy all over their bodies.

If they had not seen it with their own eyes at this moment, they would never have believed that there were ghosts in the world.

Yan'er's ghost's bloody eyes stared straight at King Zhao's eyes, and an extremely resentful look of emotion came out of his eyes. Looking at that look, it was as if he wanted to tear King Zhao into pieces.

King Zhao didn't dare to look at Yan'er's ghost's eyes at all, but he seemed to be unable to control himself, and he could not help looking at those resentful eyes.

“Um……………”

King Zhao let out a low roar in his throat, as if he was breathless, he inhaled continuously but could not exhale.

Yan'er's ghost's mouth curled up slightly, revealing a cold smile. Her blood-red eyes stared at King Zhao fiercely, pointing her right hand at King Zhao, but she didn't see any movement. King Zhao was getting more and more uncomfortable, as if she couldn't breathe, her whole body was numb and she couldn't use any strength.

Tian Fu seemed to notice something wrong with King Zhao, and quickly patted King Zhao's back and whispered: "King... King!"

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King Zhao widened his eyes, his eyes covered with bloodshots, and he also pointed a hand at Yan'er's ghost, as if he was facing Yan'er from afar.

Then King Zhao twitched a few times and no longer breathed.

"King! King!"

Tian Fu shouted repeatedly, but no response from King Zhao.

The cold wind dissipated, and Yan'er's ghost gradually drifted away. Behind the golden curtain at the dead corner of Tian Fu's sight, a black crow feather slowly fell, but the crow feather seemed to be subjected to some kind of traction, floating out of the Zhao King's bedroom from the gap between the doors and windows.

At the same time, outside the palace of King Zhao.

‘Ka! Da! Da…’

Another sound of footsteps sounded, as if someone was leaving, the footsteps became lighter and lighter, and the fog became fainter and weaker.

Until the sound of footsteps completely disappeared, the fog that covered King Zhao's bedroom also dissipated.

"Your Majesty! You are so happy! You are so proud!"

"Come, come!"

The commander of the Imperial Guard heard the voice of the Imperial Guardian Tian Fu, and quickly pushed the door in. Before he could speak, he heard the Imperial Guardian yelling quickly: "Go and pass on the medical officer and order all the Imperial Guards to guard the palace, and no one is allowed to move without authorization."

"Send someone to call Mrs. Chang Ji, and say the king... the king..."
Chapter completed!