Capturing Xin Yi's movements, Xiao Chengming nodded confidently: "It seems that this jade flute is still on you." Don't talk about useless words, you and I both know what's in there. Xia Guan's previous guess was wrong, on the division of the dynasty, the king of Jin did not show the edict, so the edict should still be in the jade flute, on you. Isn't that right?"

Xin Yi squinted slightly, and a cold light burst out from the bottom of his eyes: "How do you know that it is a testament, and what do you want to do?"

Xiao Chengming seemed to hear the biggest joke and smiled: "Lanling Xiao, who has gone through the changes of two dynasties, knows better than you how the Falling Jade Flute can be used. It is any family in Dawei, and it will not be clearer than us. Therefore, even if you don't give it to the prince of Jin, hand it over, and hand over the jade flute to me Lanling Xiao, the next official may not be able to let the Xin family have a way out. ”

Xin Yi also seemed to hear the biggest joke and smiled: "Then, give the jade flute to the regent Yue Wang and ensure that he ascends to the emperor?"

Xiao Chengming shrugged his shoulders and began to wipe the blood on the sword, and the killing machine lit up inch by inch: "Not bad." My Xiao family is loyal to the regent Yue Wang, so naturally I must do my best. These disgraceful and dirty methods on the surface will naturally have to be done by us and others. However, as long as I can see my king and emperor, although I am still honored to die in battle. So, don't hesitate, Master Taifu, Jade Flute, change your Xin family's life. ”

The last sentence blew up Xin Yi and hesitated for a moment.

She looked back at the people of the Xin family who were covered in blood, and Xin Qi, whose temples had turned white, and she had no idea for the first time in her heart.

She didn't dare, couldn't bear it, didn't want to, because of her own destiny, she gambled on everyone.

However, just as her hand was about to reach her waist, a kind laugh sounded from behind her—

"It turns out that the sixth girl is still a testament. To be able to serve (born in) such a family, we also have a light on our faces! Even if we go underground in the future, we can boast to the people before us!"

Xin Yi trembled and turned back in disbelief, it was her uncles and aunts, the slaves who followed her Xin family.

At the moment, they all smiled at her, smiling kindly, as if nothing had happened, and under the eaves of the black tile corridor in Xinfu, these people who watched her grow up smiled at her.

We six girls can achieve great things.

The maid banana leaf who used to serve the old lady, but she was in her early teens, was also smiling at the moment, smiling like a sister: "Sixth girl, the emperor entrusted the edict to a common people, this is such a glorious thing! Even if the maid is dead, she is happy in her heart! Take it!"

And Sun Yuling, an aunt who was always making waves in the house, kept looking at a certain carriage, and there was Xin Zhi in the car, and finally seemed to be sideways, shook the pink veil, and smiled.

"Sixth girl, don't be cheap with these thieves! The slave family has nothing to do in this life, but they can protect a person who has passed on the edict, and the slave family has a bright face! Just ask the sixth girl to take care of my family A Zhi, and the slave family will give you a ride!"

And almost at the same time, all the remaining members of the Xin family, the servants of the Xin family, no matter how they were in the wind and rain, showed the most gentle smile to Xin Yi.

"Sixth girl, our lives are not worth much, and there are thousands of people in the world. Elect a good emperor and a wise monarch, so that all the people in the world can live a good life, sleep well and eat meat, and the family will live a long life! We don't understand the big truth, but if we think about it, it's not bad to die!"

"You're crazy! This bullshit chooses the emperor, that's his royal business, why should I exchange you, why do I have to bear it on my Xin family! No, I don't allow it, I want you all to live! Change, Xiao Chengming, I'll change!"

Everyone laughed, but Xin Yi couldn't, and just screamed in horror, trying to stop these people, these people who hadn't even read anything, who didn't even read anything, who didn't know where to come from determination and perseverance.

Yes, determination and perseverance.

At this moment, they are more brilliant than the officials in the court, the masters in the school, and the sages on the chess list.

Ignite the light of my confusion and illuminate this troubled world.

Seeing that Xin Yi was about to take out the jade flute, he felt a burst of footsteps behind him, and then a pair of hands pressed on his hands, raising his eyes, it was a smiling face that remained the same.

Immediately, one after another, she was taken away from Xiao Chengming.

And what replaced her was the uncle and aunt who were in front of Xiao Chengming's sword, who were related to her by blood, and the maid who was not related to her.

Even if they have never been so close to this sword formation, they have never faced this killing machine from the family, some people's legs tremble, some people's faces are like ashes, and some people can't tell the difference between southeast and northwest.

However, no one flinched, but they all turned around, waved at Xin Yi like goodbye, and smiled at her-

"Six girls, choose a good emperor!"

……

Please elect a Ming monarch to have no regrets for the country, for this land, and for the sky above your head.

We'll give you a ride.

……

And Xiao Chengming looked at the old, weak, sick and disabled people who came up, yes, in his eyes, they were all rabble, although he was moved, he was also sure that these people would not let Xin Yi hand over the jade flute, so there was no hesitation in the killing machine at the bottom of his eyes.

"Xia Guan Ben gave the Xin family a way out, but you were too stubborn. Then it's no wonder that I'm Lan Lingxiao. Xiao Chengming sighed, wiped the blood on the last sword, held it high into the air, and passed down the family order.

"For the king of Yue, kill!"

There is no forgiveness.

Kill the game, pull away.

Time seemed to stand still in that moment.

Xiao Chengming's sword was raised, but there was no sound of intentional slashing, but a bang, a slight sound of metal colliding.

Another dagger. Hold the sword.

And Xin Qi held the dagger and blocked in front of all the Xin family members, revealing a touch of sarcasm to Xiao Chengming: "Use the knife in front of me...... You, sure?"

Arrogant words, obvious contempt.

Then Xin Yi exclaimed Xiao Chengming's rebuttal to the Xiao family's dissuasion, and all the voices were dumb in their throats, because everyone felt the sudden change in the air at the moment when Xin Qi took out the dagger.

Abrupt change. On the summer day of August, the temperature suddenly dropped, and it was the kind of cold that seeped into the bones, which made the Xiao family's soldiers tremble.

I faintly saw the Yellow Spring Gate open, a river of blood flowed out, the ghosts cried, countless undead covered the clouds and the sun, the sky seemed to be darkened, and the black crows screamed in horror.

And all this came from the man with the dagger in his hand.

Or at this moment, he is no longer Xin Qi, not a man, but a ghost, the lord of ghosts and gods who live and kill in hell.

He no longer had the silent and flustered appearance of before, nor did he have the old appearance of Xin Qi's waist and back, as if as long as he held the dagger in his hand, an inexplicable momentum exploded on him in an instant.

Cold, murderous, aggressive, and unforgiving.

His pupils gradually turned red, the white hair on his sideburns was like the snow color of a sword, his steps were empty, and the yin wind around him followed, and the killing intent exploded from every inch of his muscles and bones.

The King of the Night Stalkers, the Rebel, Slash!

Everyone was stunned. Xiao Chengming almost couldn't hold the sword anymore, and the fear in the depths of his soul had locked him, because he saw the three inscriptions on the dagger-

Northern Flying Fish.

"Beifeiyu!Jinyi Weibei Zhenfu Si Zhenfu, Beifeiyu!!" Xiao Chengming shouted in horror from his heart, but instead of retreating, he tore off the cloth strip like a frenzy and tied the sword to his wrist.

Deadend.

The moment he recognized the North Flying Fish, he understood that this was not crushing, but the fish was dead and the net was broken.

Deadend. So, if you don't die, you don't return, and the man is in the sword.

Only for that loyalty, only for his name of Lanling Xiao for hundreds of generations, only for the day when the king he chose ascended to the world.

Immediately, all the soldiers of the Xiao family also made the same choice, without any hesitation, they tied their swords or daggers to their wrists, and they were already buried in the ancestral hall and understood the ending.

Go now, fight to the death without fear! No retreat! No regrets!