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In the city of Praruo, the Marquis of Knowing His Fate came, and he came with a murderous opportunity, and the Marquis of Wu, who had lost his benevolence, no longer looked like he used to be, and became even more terrible than Shura.

The three thousand Confucian scholars retreated again and again, and the blood flowed in the city, completely washing this ancient city that had been inherited for a long time.

The sweep of the sword light, the blood gushing like a tide, and the unstoppable Great Xia Wuhou turned this rebellion into a one-sided massacre.

"Knowing your fate, you kill innocents indiscriminately, how can you be worthy of the heroic souls of the martial marquis of the past dynasties"

The angry Confucian questioned loudly, they are the righteous, they are doing the right thing for the heavens, clearing the demon barriers, sweeping away the evils, and returning the Great Xia to a bright and prosperous world.

It's just that what responded to him was just a cold sword light, Qiu Shuizhi stayed in the Confucian Dragon Garden, and now the sword is just the most ordinary iron sword, in the hands of the stone blue figure, but it is comparable to any divine weapon.

The blood that was spilled turned into blood and dripped on the Confucian face, bloody and pungent, causing more fear.

More than 100,000 chaotic people, 3,000 Confucians, in the face of one person, completely lost their fighting spirit, and in addition to fear in their eyes, they were still afraid.

There is no reason, let alone emotion, from the moment it comes, there is only killing, bloody and brutal suppression.

The Great Xia soldiers behind him didn't even dare to step forward, looking at the fallen remnants one after another in a daze, their faces were extremely pale.

Among the several martial marquis of Great Xia, the Marquis of Zhiming is the one who has been the marquis for the shortest time, but he is the one who has the most controversy.

In just four years, the Knowing Destiny Marquis has experienced too many things, from being spurned by the world to being wronged, the feelings of the people in Daxia are the most complicated, with awe, respect, and guilt.

However, they almost forgot that compared to other martial marquis, the one who knew the fate of the marquis was indeed the one who killed the most.

At this moment, even the Great Xia soldiers who had experienced the battlefield deeply felt the horror of the Knowing Destiny Marquis, and their faces couldn't help but turn more and more pale.

A sword passed, stumps and broken arms flew all over the sky, it was useless to beg for mercy, it was useless to cry, it was useless to insult, only to kill, or to kill, the eyes of the killing were full of red, and the cry shook the sky.

The city gate was closed, there was no way out, the road of the Confucian was completely cut off, and the road of the people was also because of their own choice, and there was no chance to regret it.

In the attic of the city lord, Prince Hua looked at this terrible massacre, and couldn't bear to look too far, he knew that the scene that happened in front of the Heavenly Oracle Hall had completely angered the young man in front of him, and there was no room for turning around.

At the end of heaven and earth, the Mijie Mountain, the Eternal Night Divine Cult, Twilight, the Buddhas of the world, and the blood mist that shrouded in the sky over Great Xia for thousands of years, they could all feel the terrible karma of cause and effect.

Hundreds, thousands, and thousands of figures fell, but the iron sword was still sharp, and the stone blue Wuhou suit was stained with blood, dyed red over and over again.

On the battlefields of all sides, the five martial marquis of Triumphant Qinghe Ji Yu Taiping were all silent, and the marquis of fate returned, so the remaining five martial marquis remained on the battlefield.

The Marquis of Great Xia Wuhou has tied his life and death to the battlefield, and he really doesn't want anything to happen behind his back.

Buyi Ziyang did not die on the battlefield, but because of the fall of the Confucian Rebellion, several martial marquis were really chilled.

"Lord Wuhou, Rao"

The voice of begging for mercy, before it could be spoken, disappeared forever in the blade, and the scenes of the past struck, making the sword in Ning Chen's hand even colder.

On that day, in the Temple of Heaven, the words of parting were heart-wrenching.

"Ziyi, be careful that the things in Pranya City will be used by others, and your appearance, although it hasn't changed much, it's just"

"Rest assured, friend, if my people can't trust me, then what is the use of my Xia Emperor?"

The words of the interruption, he couldn't say it that day, he didn't think about it, but it became the reality that scared him the most, Ning Chen hated, hated and regretted, he couldn't have imagined that when he came back, things had become like this.

Can't save Xinyu, let alone save Ziyi, and even the bodies of the two Wuhou can't be found anymore, Leng Mang, who kills Su, slashes through the bloody killings with anger, and sends all the beggars, quibblers, and grudges into the Yellow Spring.

There is no reason, there is no mercy, there is no justice, there is only slaughter.

In the past, the emperor was merciful, thinking that if he compared his heart to his heart, he would always get his sincerity, but he didn't expect to be forced into the devil by his own children in the end.

In the past, the emperor was upright, waiting for evidence, and governing the dynasty by law, but he was called the king of Hades by unwilling people and forced to abdicate with trumped-up guilt.

Today, these so-called people want to beg for mercy, for their hearts, for reason, but unfortunately, the people who are willing to listen to their reasoning are no longer there.

Ning Chen is not a friend Ziyi, and the kindness in his heart is never willing to give up half a point.

A sword slashed, blood spurted like a spring, gushing up more than a zhang high, unwillingness, resentment, regret, all the elephants in the world, in the last moment of life, revealed so clearly.

The stone blue figure swayed in the crowd, and each sword would fall down in a large area, full of blood red, flowing in the city, like a small river, dazzling and abnormal.

"Lord Wuhou, spare your life"

In extreme fear, one after another kneeling figures, weeping, kowtowing, hoarse, and regretful.

In a short time, tens of thousands of people all knelt down, frightened, pleading, and completely frightened by the people in front of them.

The eyes were full of stumps and broken arms, scattered everywhere, and the entire Prajna City was like a Shura hell, making people no longer have the heart to resist.

Ning Chen didn't have the slightest expression on his face, and just as the sword in his hand was about to move again, a slender hand appeared and gently pressed the blade of the sword.

"Stop, that's enough"

Lime appeared, looked at Ning Chen, who was covered in blood in front of him, and said with a tear in his eyes.

Prince Hua dragged a seriously injured body, and also came with the support of the general, looking at the young figure holding the blood sword, he said, "Knowing the fate, leave the rest to this king to deal with, even if you kill them all, what has happened is irreparable."

Ning Chen glanced at the two of them, and with a wave of his hand, the iron sword flew out and slammed into the city wall.

"Let's go, go back to the palace"

After speaking, Ning Chen turned around and left without looking back, leaving only countless frightened eyes, and he didn't dare to get up for a long time.

Weiyang Palace, since the change of the palace the day before yesterday, Ning Chen returned to the palace for the first time, looked at the eldest grandson in front of the bed, and knelt down deeply.

"Niangniang, Ning Chen is late to come back"

The words of guilt echoed in the room, as smart as Ning Chen, this time he didn't expect such a big change to happen, and when he was leaving, he asked in a voice, and now all of them have become floating shadows.

The eldest grandson stretched out his hand and stroked the face of the person in front of him, the real touch made his heart feel a little warm.

"Niangniang, please rest assured, I will definitely bring Xinyu and Ziyi back" Looking at the eldest grandson's haggard face, Ning Chen's heart ached sharply and promised.

Half an hour later, Ning Chen left Weiyang Palace and walked straight towards the Hou Mansion.

The collapsed Heavenly Oracle Hall was so dazzling that the distant figure was killed and went deep into the blood and bones.

In the Eternal Night Divine Cult, in the first hall, a warrior stood one after another, and on the throne high, a white-haired figure sat quietly, the demon mark on his eyebrows was as red as blood, and his deep and dark eyes always gave people a heaviness that could not be dissolved.

"Greetings to the Demon King" below, Zong Qianqiu bowed politely and said.

"Welcome to the Demon Lord"

Below, all the generals knelt down and said respectfully.

On the opposite side of Qianqiu, Concubine Luo quietly looked at the figure on the throne, her beautiful eyes were as plain as water as always, and she couldn't see any joy or sorrow.

"Stand down"

The figure on the throne spoke, saying.

"Yes"

The generals received the order and immediately got up and retreated.

Even though Qianqiu and Concubine Luo also left, the door of the temple was closed, and the light in the temple dimmed, and the young face on the throne still looked into the distance, and the deep eyes could not even overflow with sadness.

"Thousands of autumns, what about Xia Xinyu" Outside the first temple, Concubine Luo stopped and said lightly.

"The sect girl should know the importance of the Seven Absolute Bodies to the Divine Sect, so naturally she is dead," Zong Qianqiu chuckled.

"Zong Qianqiu, what you do, don't think that I don't know, there is no next time" Concubine Luo said flatly, and then walked away.

The corners of Zong Qianqiu's mouth curled, and he glanced back at the temple behind him, and immediately walked towards the dark abyss.

Under the statue of the demon god, a dark atmosphere rose, and a row of sarcophagi loomed in the black air, and the breath was surging, which made people frightened.

"For thousands of years, people can bring" A supreme and noble voice came from the dark aura, and said calmly.

"Lord Qiqi, he has brought it back, but after all, he was the emperor of Great Xia, is it credible" Zong Qianqiu knelt on the ground and said respectfully.

"No problem, his mind has been completely consumed, and it is impossible to wake up again," said the breath of darkness.

Knowing the fate of the Marquis's Mansion, Ning Chen returned, Liu Ruoxi stepped forward and took off the blood-stained Wuhou clothes on the former's body and changed them into plain clothes from the past.

"Master Hou, Master Taili asks to see" The old butler walked quickly and said respectfully.

"Let him in," Ning Chen said.

The old housekeeper took the order, and after a short time, he entered with Kong Yu, and then retreated.

"Master Hou" Kong Yu saluted respectfully.

"What's the matter?" Ning Chen asked.

"The evidence of the Confucian family's embezzlement of the treasury, the formation of parties for personal gain, and the intention to rebel has been collected, but the Lotus Flower and the Epiphany Flower that poisoned the kings have not yet been found," Kong Yu said respectfully.

"Didn't I leave you a soldier commander," Ning Chen said coldly.

Kong Yu hesitated for a moment and said, "This person seems to have gone crazy, and he has been tortured for a long time, but it is just some crazy words."

"Have you ever seen a stupid half-step innate" Ning Chen snorted coldly and said, "How to let him recruit without me to teach, you are now the master of Taili"

"Subordinates know their mistakes," Kong Yu lowered his head and said.

"I don't have time to care about these things, no matter what method you use, as long as I see the results, in addition, send someone to the Marquis of Zhongyong and ask him to help pay attention to a woman named Forget Worries, and I will have someone send you the portrait as soon as possible" Ning Chen said indifferently.

"Yes," Kong Yu commanded, respectfully.

"Stand down"

"Subordinate retirement"

Kong Yu saluted, and left immediately, the moment he walked out of the Hou Mansion, the heart he lifted slowly fell, and it was only less than half an hour, but the clothes behind him were almost completely soaked.

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