Qiao Lan shook his senses, closed the heavy door without hesitation, and then used the absolute realm to lock the door up, so as not to be pushed open by the people outside and suffer from the enemy. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

But the problem is that she still has to go to King Qi to settle a general account, and it is impossible for her to stay here all the time, just guarding the Shengde Gate.

The two parties were about to kill, and she was shouldering the life and death of almost a hundred people, Qiao Lan only felt that the blood was gushing up and down her body, making her limbs and bones chill.

At this time, she was willing not to cut the door latch, so that the door hole is a good refuge, as long as the monks of Huguo Temple enter the door hole, the ugly people resist on the periphery, and they can always grab an extra ray of life.

"Ugly, go find a big tree trunk!"

After understanding what Qiao Lan meant, Chou immediately turned around, and while performing light skills, he leaped away, and at the same time cut down a few people who were in his way.

If it weren't for such a dangerous situation, Qiao Lan would have almost given him a thumbs up, he really deserves to be a dead soldier with one enemy and a hundred, his understanding ability is good, and his kung fu is also good, it would be good if this person was used by me, but unfortunately it was Feng Qixiang's person, I think he shouldn't let it go to me.

The princelings and the Qi royal party fought inextricably, swords fought each other, and the entire palace was as terrifying as purgatory. The moans of bitter crying, the screams of panic, are endless. And Emperor Wen, who was supposed to mourn today, has been forgotten by everyone, and the most noble coffin that cost hundreds of thousands of silver to build is lying alone not far from Shengde Gate, no one cares about it.

Now that the country is facing this situation, it should be what he wants to see, Qiao Lan looked coldly at the golden coffin under the sun, so, let you exert some residual heat.

"Hold the door against the others, don't let anyone outside push it open. You guys come with me!"

Qiao Lan left Shengdemen after ordering a few dead soldiers, ran to Emperor Wen's coffin, and then jumped on it in one fell swoop, shouting at the top of her voice, "Huguo Temple swears to protect the coffin of the first emperor !!" Now, the division is famous, and she commanded a few dead soldiers who came over to push the coffin towards Shengdemen.

In fact, the coffin is placed horizontally, but no one cares about it, and no one wants to open the coffin and whip the corpse, why do you swear to protect it, but the people around you are not killing people or being killed, and no one pays attention to whether you are doing this extra and adding to the snake.

After all, it was a coffin that required dozens of barmen to be lifted safely, and several dead men had to urge internal forces to barely push the coffin.

That is, Emperor Wen's coffin, which was built so huge, was able to block two-thirds of the huge Shengde Gate doorway, and there was only a little more than a zhang left next to it.

Qiao Lan jumped on the coffin again, looking at the monk of Huguo Temple who was "blocked" in the doorway, the junior looked a little trance, but fortunately, he was not panicked, and he was quite calm. Several old monks of the Yuan generation had already told them what Qiao Lan had told them.

"I believe everyone already knows what the situation is. The two kings are fighting, and I am afraid that there is no safe place in the whole capital, so you should stay here well and wait until the dust settles before you come out. I don't understand the truth, but in his position, as long as I still occupy the position of the abbot of Huguo Temple, I will do my best to protect you. ”

Seeing the abbot's young age, in order to protect everyone, so desperate, the monks of Huguo Temple couldn't help but feel ashamed, and at the same time gave birth to a feeling of common hatred and hatred, and wanted to advance and retreat with the abbot.

"Abbot, you don't have to worry about us. Be careful. ”

"Abbot, we are not cowards and do not need your protection. We should protect you. ”

"Abbot, the sword has no eyes, come down and speak. ”

"Abbot, I can also do kung fu ......"

Listening to the echoing sound of the next wave of echoes, Qiao Lan felt that it was more beautiful than the curling Buddha sound, which made her feel comfortable, and it was in vain that she tried her best to protect them.

"Rest assured, I'm fine. Qiao Lan was still standing on the coffin with a big grin, and from time to time a sharp arrow flashing with cold light slashed behind her. As if to make her verify her words, one hit her on the back of the head, and she seemed to have eyes in the back, and she didn't even turn around, but leaned over, and at the same time raised her hand casually, holding the arrow firmly in her hand.

"Oh ......" There was another exclamation at the bottom, it really deserves to be the abbot, it's amazing!

Sensing that someone was pushing the door on the other side, Qiao Lan threw the arrow in her hand and shouted, "Hold the door!!"

The monk of Huguo Temple, who was closer to the door, hurriedly leaned against the door and did not let the person on the opposite side push it away.

At this time, a complete log suddenly flew from the opposite side of the palace wall not far away, and Chou followed behind, instead of making up two palms, let the log continue to fly, until it was in front of the Shengde Gate, and then hit the log hard and let it fall to the ground.

Seeing the coffin blocked at the doorway, Chou felt that his cognition of Qiao Lan had been further refreshed, and even the coffin of the king of a country was used, and there was no one in the world.

Thanks to the efforts of everyone, logs replaced the latches and firmly fastened the door panels of the Shengde Gate.

Qiao Lan forcibly turned the doorway of Shengdemen into a small refuge and enclosed the monks of Huguo Temple in it. Pushing the huge coffin to the Shengde Gate, such a big move can be seen by anyone with a discerning eye. The palace maids and eunuchs who fled for their lives also saw the vitality and ran towards the Shengde Gate one by one......

The doorway of Shengde Gate is very large and deep, and the monks of Huguo Temple are more than enough to be in it, and it is not impossible to enter some people, but Qiao Lan let the dead man draw his knife to block the periphery, and no one is allowed to enter.

I thought it was a glimmer of life, and I finally ran over alive, but I was turned away, and the cursing outside was endless.

The monks should have been compassionate, and the monks who were sheltered by Qiao Lan were moved by compassion, feeling that at this moment, if they could save one person, everyone would be able to squeeze in to make room to save a few more people.

"Abbot, there is still a place here, can you let them come in and avoid it? "The sound of fighting and cursing outside is in the hearts of Master Ling Chi Circle and the others, they can't do such a thing when they don't save them when they see death.

"You, I don't know if I can keep it, where can I get the effort to protect others. You only know how to save people, but you don't know whether you are saving people or demons. If someone takes advantage of the situation, so that you can't take sides, do I have to bear this sin?"

"Amitabha, life and death have a fate, and wealth is in the sky. Life or death is also our destiny. Master Xiang Circle said, "Saving a life is better than creating a seventh-level floating slaughter." ”

Ay...... Qiao Lan couldn't help but sigh in her heart, "Count yours or mine?"

"Huh?!"

"Futu, what you just said, is it yours or mine?"

"We still rely on the abbot, and the merit of saving people is naturally counted as the abbot. The circle master thought that if the credit was credited to Qiao Lan, she would save people, but who knew that this was exactly what Qiao Lan was not uncommon, "Since it is mine, then what kind of floating slaughter, I don't want it." "Reject compassion. If I have the world in my heart, who can have my heart in my heart.

"Abbot!?" Master Circle was shocked, he forgot that Qiao Lan was not a real monk, and he was forced to be the abbot of Huguo Temple.

The little feeling that had just arisen was gone, Qiao Lan turned around, no longer paying attention to the circle master, but looked coldly at the crowd of people who had killed red eyes not far away.