At this moment, there was a click in the pavilion, and a hole appeared under Zhu Youzhen, his body sank down, the two stone slabs jumped up and closed, and Zhu Youzhen actually ran away. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Wu Fei looked outside the pavilion and couldn't help but gasp.

Wu Fei knew that this firearm used to be a weapon smuggled by Wang Zhi, the leader of the thieves, who smuggled arms from the West, and took people's lives from a hundred steps away, no matter how powerful he was, he couldn't step outside the garden to kill these firecrackers, if he was beaten into a sieve by the firecracker, he was afraid that he would not be able to survive if he had great cultivation.

Zhu Yang laughed, his face was very hideous, and he shouted: "The surname Wu, it's a big deal that we will die together, and I want my father to stop the army, that's a dream!"

Wu Fei said resolutely: "No matter how difficult it is, I will stop this war!" He took He Qianer's hand, and continued: "Three days later, I will come back to you, I hope the prince will give me a clear answer when the time comes!"

Zhu Yang gritted his teeth and said: "Three days later, do you have three days later, as long as you get out of this pavilion, no matter how good you are, you will be beaten to a thousand holes!"

Before the words fell, Zhu Youzhen's cold voice came from a distance.

"Fire!"

Zhu Yang knew that there was a change, his body slammed to the ground, and he heard a roar, hundreds of lead bullets shot into the pavilion at the same time, Zhu Yang saw Wu Fei have an extra piece of yellow paper in his hand before he fell to the ground, he hugged He Qianer under him, and flashed to the middle of the stone table that fell to the ground, and at the same time the yellow paper burned in the wind.

"Bang, bang, bang—"

The roar was deafening, and what made Zhu Yang dumbfounded was that a white sail suddenly opened in the pavilion, and the lead bullets that were shot fell on the white sail, opening the white flowers, and then, the white sail gradually disappeared and disappeared.

Zhu Youzhen stood in the middle of the soldiers, and it took him a lot of effort to arrange the organs in this pavilion, and at this time Zhu Yang was still in it and did not know whether he was alive or dead.

Zhu Youzhen's face was gloomy, and without waiting for the choking smoke emitted by the fire gun to dissipate, he ordered: "Go, see if there is any living in the pavilion!"

A team of soldiers entered the pavilion with knives, only to see that the guards in the original pavilion, Zhen Yunzi and Huang Ying were covered with lead bullets, and they were beaten like a sieve, and Zhu Yang was not sealed by Wu Fei, he fell to the ground while firing, which was regarded as picking up a life, but his body was still hit by a slate ricochet, bleeding from his legs and body in many places, and he kept twitching on the ground.

Seeing Zhu Youzhen walking into the pavilion, Zhu Yang suddenly crawled over and hugged his thigh, and howled miserably: "Father, father, you want to avenge me!"

Zhu Youzhen snorted coldly and said: "Revenge, what do you take to report, people will give you three days to reply, it's better to think about it!"

At this time, a strange cry sounded, everyone turned their heads, and found that Mr. Mao's body was shrunk and climbed up from outside the pavilion, he glanced at everyone, wiped a handful of snot and tears, and said: "King, prince, your waist is so thin!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked, and Mr. Mao glanced at everyone strangely and said, "Lord Wang, you obviously like boys, but why don't you like me?"

Zhu Youzhen's face was frosty, and he gave a look to a guard, who stepped forward and grabbed Mr. Mao's neck and walked out, Mr. Mao struggled to move a few times, and then landed on all fours and was dragged away like a dead corpse. Zhu Youzhen said to himself: "Three days, three days? It seems that this king is going to personally invite Mr. Zeng to come out!"

It's late at night, and for some people, this night is not a word of sorrow.

Hearing the sound of firecrackers, He Qianer thought to himself that he would die, but with a flower in front of him, he felt that Wu Fei was hugging him, and then there was chaos, and then, his consciousness woke up, and he found that they had appeared in a bamboo forest, and the surroundings were very quiet, only the sound of insects slowly receded from his side.

He Qian'er was in a trance in his mind, only to feel groggy, his body could no longer be controlled, and he fell to the ground.

I don't know how long it took, He Qianer woke up again, opened his eyes, and saw that Wu Fei had changed his clothes and sat cross-legged on the ground, he was holding a piece of marble in one hand and a gold-like object in the other, a soft golden light emitted from the gold nugget, nourishing the marble, under the nourishment of the light, the pockmarks on the marble slowly faded, and finally disappeared.

He Qianer sat up with her heart open, and found that she was still in the bamboo forest, but there was already an extra cloth blanket under her, she turned her head and saw that a bloodstained dress was thrown aside, remembering everything that happened just now, she couldn't help but ask: "Just now, what happened just now, are those true?"

Wu Fei's face was solemn and said, "It's not a dream, it's true!"

When He Qianer saw the bloody clothes, she felt that she was not injured on her body, and she couldn't help but sigh.

"Wu Gongzi, you, are you injured?"

Wu Fei put away the marble, threw the gold nugget on the ground, and said: "You didn't dream, King Chu rebelled, your teacher Qian Wenzhao was killed, we have escaped from the palace now, I was injured a little just now, that fire gun is really powerful!"

He Qianer bent down to pick up the gold nugget, and found that it was just an ordinary stone, but he was surprised, it was still a gold nugget just now, how could it become an ordinary stubborn stone in a blink of an eye?

Wu Fei put away the blanket on the ground, stuffed it into his arms, stuffed it into He Qianer's hand, raised his legs and walked out of the forest, He Xianger was so shocked that his jaw was about to fall, the thick blanket was put on Wu Fei's body, and he couldn't see any traces, I don't know where he put it, and how did he do it?

After walking out for more than a dozen steps, Wu Fei stopped, turned around and asked, "Are you going with me, or by yourself?" He Qianer looked down and found that what Wu Fei gave himself was actually the book "Mr. Wang Xinzhai's Posthumous Collection", thinking of the teacher's tragic death, he couldn't help but stand there, with two lines of tears flowing down his cheeks.

Wu Fei sighed, said no more, and turned away.

When Wu Fei disappeared, He Qianer finally came to his senses and shouted: "Wu Gongzi, Wu Gongzi, I'll go with you!" But the bamboo forest was empty, except for the sound of the wind blowing bamboo leaves, no one spoke.

He Qian Er sat down on the ground and muttered, "Wu Gongzi, why, why did you leave like this, could it be that Qian Er annoyed you?"

With a snap, "Mr. Wang Xinzhai's Posthumous Collection" fell to the ground, and a piece of jade fell out of it, He Qianer picked up the jade piece with some surprise, and the moment her fingers touched it, she seemed to be hit by electricity, because she could feel that a text was faintly floating in the jade piece.

"What's, what is this?"

He Qianer was a little sluggish.

The night is dark.