Zhou Rushui gave the order, Jiong Qi naturally will not let Gongzi die, the movement outside the door is too big, at first, Gongzi's miserable cry is more desolate than the other, and later, he was pulled out of his tongue, and only heard a bang outside the door, and no longer heard a human voice.

In this way, Zhou Rushui's expression did not change much, and the screams could no longer stir her sulked nerves, she hung her head and stared straight at King Zhou, who was lying on his laurels, facing his helpless, even begging chaotic eyes, and her beautiful face was very sad.

In her previous life, she was confused and ignorant, and later she mistakenly believed in the people, and called the seventh brother to die in vain, Seeing thousands of miles of rivers and mountains fall into the hands of others, Seeing the Zhou family's mountains and rivers building falling, Seeing the clansmen all die and the fire is raging. She is dying but not dying, surviving in the world, but still unable to escape because of the phoenix. finally came back to her life, not only for herself, but also for her family and country.

She once thought that her biggest enemy was Liu Zheng, Qin Yuan Liu, so she desperately cut off Liu Zheng's back road, making him depressed and difficult to become a disaster for the country. Later, she thought that her biggest enemies were those self-interested people who were full of selfish pockets, like Xie Xun, who only knew how to slap horses and disregard the life and death of the people, so she tried her best to calculate Xie Xun's life. Later, she thought that her biggest enemy was the barbarian thieves who surrounded the border, Wei Bing, so she was a woman, and she was not afraid of life and death to stand on the battlefield, just to protect the mountains and rivers. She always thinks that many things are different from her previous life, that is, no matter how many thorns there are, no matter how many difficulties and obstacles, she will grit her teeth and hold on, and she can grit her teeth to get through.

She never understood, or perhaps, she never wanted to understand, but in fact, her biggest enemy was not others, but her closest relatives! It was her parents and brothers! Zhou Guo's heart was never around, it was in this palace! It was in the depths of this wealth!

Now, trouble has arisen within the walls of the palace, and it has finally rotted and rotted into a piece. Many who should be known, and those who should not be known. What should be said, what should not be said. When you hate it, you don't hate it, you all fall to the ground alive, you don't have half a point to cover it, you make a lot of trouble, and you fight to the death.

The chaotic thoughts lingered on Zhou Rushui's dull nerves, thinking of the mother who was blind to death, thinking of the brother who didn't know life and death, thinking of the inner court that was now a mess, and then thinking of the border war situation that was not easy to improve, Zhou Rushui only felt that her heart was blocked by a big stone, and she couldn't get out, so she couldn't breathe.

She actually understands that in the eyes of others, her father, who doesn't think about politics and is mediocre, is really the king of the country. Even Wang Yuxi should think like this, she has felt the disdain and contempt in his eyes countless times when he mentioned his father.

However, the monarch's father is not a good king, but her good father. His broad back, warm palms, were an indestructible force in the depths of her memory. He is like a mountain standing on the river of her life, and all her honors and disgraces are related to him, and all her things are born because of him. Since she was a child, she has received endless favor and glory from him, and her every move, smile and cheek are all joy and joy from the bottom of her heart. was the year before last, he forced her to marry her to the Wei State, and he was also kind enough to pave a Chinese road for her and the Zhou State, and he did not really hurt her. As a girl, she is really much better than most sisters-in-law.

Then she knew that the harm of extravagance was worse than natural disasters. Then she knew that as a king and a king, she should make the people safe and the seas at peace. So she knew that her father was nonsense, and in the long run, the temple of Sheji Sect would eventually turn into scorched earth. But she still wants to protect him and her father. She has told herself countless times that for the sake of her people, for her parents and brothers, and for the people of this land, she will do her best, even if there is an abyss ahead, she will also move forward without hesitation. But now, standing in front of this abyss, she has only infinite sorrow.

At that time, the moon was in the heart of heaven, and there was silence in all directions. The boundless darkness enveloped the entire Miyagi, and there was a slight coolness everywhere.

Zhou Rushui stood in front of the collapse, and behind him was endless darkness. She silently looked at King Zhou, who was dying of pain and suffering with all her will supporting, like falling into the abyss, with tears streaming down her face. The palm of her hand had already been pinched out of blood, and the smell of blood in her throat had not disappeared for a long time, and the despair haunted her, and every breath was accompanied by unspeakable pain and despair.

But even if she was so desperate, she couldn't stay out of it.

Her knees were weak, she knelt heavily in front of King Zhou, buried her waist, knocked three times, each sound was extremely heavy, each sound was extremely heavy, kowtow to King Zhou is three times, she seemed to integrate the indescribable complex feelings in her heart into this long worship, which has love, hate, helplessness, more embarrassment, determination, and reluctance.

In the early years, King Zhou also had a time of hard work, at that time, she was carried high on her shoulders by her father, and the wind on the top of the mountain was so strong that she couldn't open her eyes at all. She was so frightened that she tugged on the placket of her father's clothes, and said aggrievedly: "Daddy, my son is very afraid! Let's go back!" But she didn't want to, but the monarch didn't move, but took her little hand and taught her earnestly: "For the monarch, you should have the courage to face the wind! For the world, you should not be afraid to devour the tiger with your body!" Then she cautiously opened her eyes, looking at the majestic mountains, looking at the vast territory, at a young age, but also from the pride and pride of the heart.

Her sovereign father also worked hard to govern the country, and he also set up a life for the people and opened peace for all generations. It's just that in the future, or too complacent, or too hard work is not worth it, whether it is the courage to face the wind, or the ambition to devour the tiger, they have all disappeared on this long road. And as soon as this ambition is extinguished, the court will also decline, and the world will be in chaos. None of their words were wrong, Zhou Guo was bad at the root, and this root was her sovereign father.

Thinking about it, Zhou Rushui slowly raised his face, obviously looking sad, but there was a touch of resolute stubbornness in his eyes. She stood up tremblingly, approached the couch, and slowly grasped the half of the dagger across King Zhou's chest with her blood-covered palm.

The moonlight that came in through the window shrouded her petite and slender body, she kept trembling, her forehead was bruised, dazzling blood beads rolled out, and the bright red blood stains flowed on her white and greasy skin, which was terrifying, and she was like a moth to a fire.

She stared straight into King Zhou's eyes, and the big tears of beans fell on his old and painful face, and the great pain devoured her, devouring the glorious palace city with red walls, green tiles, and golden walls, and she shouted softly, "Daddy." The voice was horribly hoarse, and the pain was terrible after just one sound, as if it would be broken in the next moment, "It's too painful." She muttered, the palm of the dagger trembling uncontrollably, reluctant to exert force, but unable to let go.

She froze, staring at the king last week, the tears in her eyes were getting more and more, the sweaty long hair stuck to her pale face, her whole person was like her soul out of her body, only dull pain, only numbness. Not far away, the temple people's mournful shouts are in his ears, he is shouting: "Nujun, can't pull out! can't pull out!" she didn't realize it, only felt the blood surging between her noses, and her voice was more like a broken gong, she said slowly: "Giving birth to grace and nurturing grace is greater than the sky, and the son is not filial, if there is an afterlife, it will be a cow and a horse, in order to repay his father's kindness!"

Immediately afterwards, the warm and surging blood burst on her beautiful pale face, King Zhou stared, tears in pain, whimpered, and really lost his breath. No one would have thought that a generation of kings would die at the hands of their children!

My father gave birth to me, my mother bowed to me, she raised me, she raised me. Take care of me, return to me, and go in and out of my belly. Zhou Rushui remembered that she once walked around the knees of her father and mother, clapping her hands and singing this song. She once wanted to take off all the moons in the sky, just for the sake of her father and mother. But now, she personally sent her father to Huangquan. She knew that her father was at the end of his crossbow, and she knew that the dagger in his chest could be both a way to live or a way to die. Maybe the doctor could still be saved when he came back, but she still pulled it up and became Zhou's accomplice.

The pain was extreme, but the tears seemed to be dry. She didn't know if this was a devouring tiger. She only knows that in her life, I am afraid that it will be difficult to get out of this nightmare.

She trembled to confirm King Zhou's snort, trembling to wipe the blood from his face. However, the more she wiped it, the more she wiped it, the more she wiped it, and she couldn't wipe it still, like the blood on her hands. She ended it all with her own hands, as if she had finished herself.

I don't know how long it took, there was a noise outside, the noise was getting closer, and after a while, Gongzi Zhan staggered into the hall, only smelling the strong smell of blood in the room, Gongzi Zhan felt that something was wrong, and he was shocked to see the scene in the room, and without thinking about it, he quickly closed the door of the room and walked towards Zhou Rushui quickly.

He knelt down on one knee and looked at Zhou Rushui, who was sitting dazedly and was not in his soul, and hugged her into his arms without hesitation. His deep and somewhat sloppy gaze fell on King Zhou's corpse, and slowly fell back into Zhou Rushui's small hand holding the dagger.

I don't know whether he was relieved or afraid, a wry smile appeared on his face, he gently took off the dagger from Zhou Rushui's stiff hand, and gently called her son-in-law while resting his cold chin on the top of her head and rubbing it gently, he comforted her, there was no blame, only pity, he said: "Son, the seventh brother is here, the seventh brother is here to protect you! Don't panic, I killed the monarch, and all the sins are borne by me! It's okay, you're fine!"

As he spoke, he raised his eyes, gasped and wiped her blood-stained little face with his sleeve, his gaze at her was a little worried, a little unbearable, he said with difficulty: "Son, remember where I always hide the hub rope? Whoever wins, with it, you have the merit to support it, and you can avoid death. As he spoke, he choked violently, and he was already powerless, and vomited a mouthful of blood.

The blood brought Zhou Rushui, who was already a little wooden, back to her senses, and she was stunned suddenly, only to find that Gongzi Zhan's face was pale and bloodless, and his breath was even weaker, obviously seriously injured. The room was cold, and she raised her hand to put her arms around him in a panic, and when she touched his back, she felt a hot and humid heat. When he raised his hand again, the blood on his hand was even blacker, obviously poisonous. The throat hurt so badly that Zhou Rushui seemed to be dumb, and it took a while for her voice to come out, and she asked him in fright: "Seventh brother, seventh brother, what's wrong with you?"

"Zhou Yi is not a thing, the hidden arrows are all quenched with poison, I am very anxious, so I am careless. Saying that, Gongzi Zhan also smiled bitterly, this vomiting blood made him really lose his strength, so he had to let go of Zhou Rushui and lie on the ground, looking up at her.

He breathed a sigh of relief, then looked at her and continued: "Silly Ajiao, don't cry, my brother can only protect you here, and you have to go by yourself on the way forward! What kind of state and family affairs, you have done enough, after today, don't pay any more attention! Go to find your San Lang, go to have children, go to the mountains and rivers, go to live a happy life, don't suffer for this world, don't suffer anymore." As he spoke, he had no more strength, his pupils became more and more dilated, and he wanted to use his strength to caress her face, but his wrist was raised slightly, and he fell back to the ground weakly. Look at me, my life is full of wind and dust, and nothing can be accomplished......"

Look at me, my life is full of wind and dust, and nothing has been accomplished......

Gongzi Zhan's words made Zhou Rushui have a moment of trance, and desperate cries came out of her throat, she only felt that everything became bright red like blood, blood and tears flowed out of her eyes, crossed her face, and fell on Gongzi Zhan's silent heart, hot and scorching, like crying.

This is the valley of death, the dark night before dawn, mountain after mountain, difficult again and again, and truly cut in two. This is a turning point in the fate of the Zhou State, and the future generations will say that if there is no place to die and be born, there will be no great cause of the Zhou State in the future. However, Zhou Rushui at this moment, the Zhou clan people at this moment, only pain, only pain.

At that time, Wang Yuxi was rushing to Yedu in the starry night, but no matter how he hurried, he couldn't catch up with the destiny of heaven. Seeing that Fuliu suddenly tightened the reins, looked up at the stars in the sky, frowned, and exclaimed: "The alien star is gone!"

Hearing this, Wang Yuxi also raised his eyes, and his eyes were as cold as water. Suddenly, he let out an almost inaudible sigh from his throat, and said faintly, "No."

The author has something to say: if you don't break it, you can't lose it, after tonight, the land will be decided. ”

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This chapter is so miserable

In order to write about the death of King Zhou, I am also heartbroken

Crying until your eyes are swollen

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