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Chapter 240 Regicide

"Have you thought it through? Song Huai'an will be storming in soon," Xie Wanning said impatiently.

Song Nuan shook her head and said firmly, "No, Huai'an won't kill me."

Xie Wanning sighed speechlessly and said to the communication bracelet, "Eight, are you ready?"

"everything's ready."

"That's good."

Xie Wanning turned away, ignoring Song Nuan.

There will always be things that cannot be explained, and there will always be people who cannot see the truth.

Song Huai'an was the one who remained obstinate. Or rather, he believed from beginning to end that he had done nothing wrong.

The Luo Ze sword gleamed coldly as Xie Wanning walked out of the palace and onto the open ground outside.

All the servants had been controlled by Tian Ruochun's formation and left this area. This was the place where she and Song Huai'an would fight.

"Xie Wanning, you can't stop me," Song Huai'an said calmly, his eyes filled with coldness as he looked at Xie Wanning.

"How will you know if you don't try?"

"Break the ice!"

The blade flew out, radiating a chilling aura that made people shiver even under the sunlight.

However, Song Huai'an blocked the ice blade with a simple gesture.

"Ten Thousand Swords, heed my command!"

The phantom sword transformed into ten thousand blades, slashing towards Xie Wanning.

Xie Wanning took out a ninth-grade defensive magic weapon, but it was shattered into pieces by countless sword blades.

A smile appeared on Song Huai'an's lips.

However, ninth-grade magic artifacts are not rare, at least not for Xie Wanning.

Unable to unleash dozens of ninth-grade defensive magic artifacts, Xie Wanning calmly looked at Song Huai'an.

Unexpectedly, Song Huai'an suddenly rushed forward, his sword flashing coldly, and thrust it towards Xie Wanning.

"Freeze!" An ice wall stood between the two, but it was pierced through in an instant as thin as a piece of paper.

Song Huai'an gripped his sword tightly and thrust it forward, a glint of excitement in his eyes.

Xie Wanning, you can't escape now.

However, there was no blood, only the sound of air being cut.

Did Xie Wanning just vanish into thin air?

No, there's spiritual energy fluctuating around us.

Song Huai'an frowned, then suddenly took to the air on his sword.

However, it was too late.

Golden light flashed on the ground as the ninth-grade killing and imprisoning arrays were activated, trapping Song Huai'an inside.

Song Huai'an chuckled and picked up his sword, ready to slash at the formation.

A ninth-grade formation? It's just a matter of a few sword strikes.

However, Song Huai'an's body suddenly jolted, he swayed involuntarily a few times, and fell directly off the Golden Sky Sword.

"puff!"

Blood gushed out, and Song Huai'an's vision gradually blurred. His internal organs felt as if they were being torn apart.

When was he poisoned?

At that moment, the instant he broke through the ice wall, poisonous gas had already spread from the location where Xie Wanning was standing.

How despicable!

Song Huai'an took out an antidote pill, but it had no effect after he swallowed it.

Xie Wanning stood on high ground and chuckled softly: "Jiang Ci's poison is indeed ruthless."

Song Huai'an looked up, glared fiercely at Xie Wanning, and shouted angrily, "You really are not the senior sister from the previous life. The senior sister was not as vicious as you."

"And what about you? Didn't you force me to become what I am today?" Xie Wanning looked coldly at Song Huai'an and said, "Song Huai'an, compared to Jiang Ci's treachery, it is your blatant defiance of me that makes me have no authority in the Qingyun Sect."

"So what? What qualifications do you have to be the senior disciple of Qingyun Sect? I am the strongest disciple, and the title of senior disciple is rightfully mine," Song Huai'an said disdainfully.

"Further words are useless." Xie Wanning intensified the power of the killing array, while simultaneously thrusting the Luoze Sword at Song Huai'an.

Song Huai'an raised his hand to resist, but he couldn't stop the sharp blade.

Damn it, am I really going to die here? I'm so unwilling to accept this. He was destined to become the ruler of Haolan Kingdom, and the position of Qingyun Sect leader was his sooner or later. He was the strongest; he should be the object of everyone's worship.

The sword pierced Song Huai'an's heart, and blood slid down the blade. Song Huai'an's tightly furrowed brows turned deathly pale.

"It's all over." Xie Wanning drew her sword and glanced at Song Huai'an.

"I...didn't...lose." Song Huai'an managed to squeeze out the words, looking unwillingly in the direction Xie Wanning had left.

Xie Wanning frowned, wondering how to explain everything to Song Nuan.

She left the formation and entered the palace.

But Song Nuan was already standing there waiting for her, and said coldly, "You killed Huai'an?"

"Yes." Xie Wanning looked at Song Nuan and saw that the other's face turned red, and a surge of anger burst forth in her eyes.

"I'll kill you!" Song Nuan rushed forward, holding a dagger in her hand.

Xie Wanning quickly grabbed Song Nuan's hand, stopping her from doing so.

"Hahaha!"

However, all that could be heard was Song Nuan's maniacal laughter.

"Xie Wanning, do you know how serious the crime of regicide is?" Song Nuan muttered, stabbing the gold hairpin in her left hand toward her heart.

Xie Wanning grabbed the gold hairpin, the sharp tip piercing her hand, and then flung both the hairpin and the dagger away.

"Snapped!"

Xie Wanning slapped Song Nuan to the ground.

"Are you crazy? Wake up! I stopped Song Huai'an from killing you, I saved you, why are you trying to frame me?"

“I didn’t ask you to kill my brother, so why did you do this?” Song Nuan’s eyes were red and she looked at Xie Wan Ning with hatred. She said, “He is my only family. The entire court and the entire country are people who want to seize my throne. I don’t want to be emperor, so the throne originally belonged to Huai’an.”

Xie Wanning looked at Song Nuan in shock. So, what was her reason for going to such lengths to stop Song Huai'an?

"Song Huai'an cannot die, and you cannot live either!"

After he finished speaking, the golden hairpin and dagger on the ground trembled and instantly leaped into the air.

Xie Wanning dodged, but heard the sound of a sharp object piercing her body from behind.

Xie Wanning turned around and saw that the gold hairpin was directly inserted into Song Nuan's neck.

"You... murdered the king!"

With a thud, Song Nuan collapsed to the ground, lifeless.

Xie Wanning stared at the scene before her in disbelief, her breath catching in her throat for a moment.

Song Nuan committed suicide, so she became the one who murdered the emperor.

Xie Wan Ning's mind was in complete chaos. She paced around the palace, her thoughts growing increasingly confused.

"Boom!"

Thunder rumbled in the sky, dark clouds shrouded the entire palace, and golden lightning seemed to cleave the sky in two.

A golden dragon leaps through the dark clouds.

A true dragon has appeared, and the emperor is alive.

Xie Wanning's thoughts were interrupted. She opened the palace door, but was almost struck by lightning.

"How is this going?"

"Boom!"

A massive bolt of lightning struck the ground.

In front of the palace, Song Huai'an, who had been lying on the ground with a cold body, was struck by lightning, and lightning bolts struck him one after another.

Followed by a loud thunder.

Song Huai'an opened his eyes.

What on earth is going on?!