Xianzong rushed to the place of the incident from the imperial study, looked at the big tree in front of him expressionlessly, and roared in his heart, can this still let him live a good day?! died of his wife, his daughter married a crippled, his son had to be sent to be a hostage, the little wife who had been spoiled for many years turned out to be not gentle at all, not kind at all, he was acting with him every day wearing a fake skin, he also provoked the Temple of Eternal Life, the imperial palace was burned, and the attendants were also killed, he was not miserable enough? Now that even big trees can fly, is this still going to let him live?

"Saint, Zhao Xiang is still pressing below," a forbidden army general said to Xianzong.

"What's the use of telling me?" Xianzong said with a cold face: "Lift the tree." ”

The general of the forbidden army wiped a handful of sweat, which was erected for thirty meters, and the three of them held hands and hugged the body of the tree, such a big tree, it was really difficult for them to move it for a while, "The minister has already gone to transfer people over," the general said to Xianzong: "Don't worry, the minister will do his best to rescue Zhao Xiang and them." ”

"Who did this?" Xianzong asked, whether Zhao Qiuming is dead or alive Xianzong doesn't care anymore, and His Majesty the Emperor wants to know this now.

The general looked at his king very embarrassed, to be honest, there must be no character who can uproot this tree and throw it over, and there is probably no zài in the rivers and lakes, but there should still be one in the royal family.

Xianzong said, "What do you think I am doing? Can I make this tree fly? ”

The general lowered his head and directly named the murderer, and the general was afraid that his head would not be protected.

"If you don't know, go check it," Xianzong almost stomped his feet and shouted, and his courtiers were not angry, so he, the emperor, was so miserable!

At this moment, another loud bang came from not far away, and the earth trembled again.

The general of the forbidden army didn't have time to think about it, shouted the saint, and threw Xianzong to the ground, if there was another big tree flying over, he could carry it for the saint first.

The people present watched the general's actions and subconsciously fell to the ground.

This general of the forbidden army looked at the movements of these people, and wanted to shout that he was already powerless, and they all rushed here to wait for pressure? It's okay if one or two are stupid, why should everyone be stupid together?

After a while, when the earth was calm again, the waiting trees did not fly over, the sky was still very blue, and there were still larches lying on the ground that had suddenly ended their lives.

The general of the forbidden army let out a sigh of relief, got up and was about to pull Xianzong, and said, "Are you okay, Holy Lord?" ”

Xianzong lay face down on the ground, not moving for a long time.

"What's going on?" Gu Xinglang followed Chengguan National Master to arrive at this time, the bright yellow dragon robe on Xianzong's body was too conspicuous, so there were people lying on the ground, and the master of the horse and the national teacher both saw Xianzong at a glance, Gu Xinglang hurriedly asked: "Holy Lord, you, what's wrong with you?" ”

The general of the forbidden army saw that Xianzong was not moving, and his heart suddenly couldn't bear it, so he stretched out his hand to help Xianzong and said, "Holy Lord? ”

"Don't move," shouted an adult who knew how to heal, "where is the doctor?" Go and call the Imperial Doctor. ”

The corners of Chengguan Guoshi's mouth twitched, and he walked quickly to Xianzong's side and asked Xianzong: "What is uncomfortable with the saint?" Hurt to the bone? ”

If this hurts the bones, it can't be moved indiscriminately, and this truth is not only understood by Yu Xiaoxiao, a foreigner, but also by the local aborigines.

The general couldn't stand anymore, knelt on the ground, and first pleaded guilty to Xianzong, saying, "Holy Lord, the minister deserves to die." ”

Xianzong slowly supported the ground with his arms, sat up from the ground, and roared angrily: "Can this still be good?!" ”

When the general looked at Xianzong's appearance, his face turned like earth in an instant.

Gu Xinglang sat on the recliner and looked at his father-in-law, Gu Sanshao immediately covered his face, this picture really couldn't be looked at directly.

It should be that when he was knocked down, his teeth hit his lips, Xianzong's lips opened open, blood flowed, his chin was blood-red, his clothes were also stained red with blood, and his body was still stained with bark, pine needles and soil.

Seeing that the dragon's body was injured, except for Gu Xinglang who couldn't kneel, the people present, together with Chengguan Guoshi, all knelt on the ground, regardless of whether they did it themselves or not, they all asked Xianzong for guilt.

"Go check," Xianzong said as he vomited blood on the ground, "Go check for me, find out which bastard made the move!" Bah! Another mouthful of blood spat on the ground, and Xianzong said, "I want to punish this bastard's nine clans!" ”

Gu Xinglang said: "Holy Lord, it is important to stop the bleeding first. ”

Xianzong glanced at his son-in-law, everyone was kneeling, he was still sitting on the ground, just sitting on the soft bamboo recliner, Xianzong felt that this son-in-law was unpleasant again, "I sit here, are you still sitting there still?" His Majesty the Emperor yelled at his son-in-law: "What's the use of me wanting you to be a half-son?!" ”

The big guys are silent together, the eldest prince was only eleven last month, and it seems that it is not as effective as the horse master.

Gu Xinglang has always been a honest and honest person, and said to Xianzong: "Holy Lord, the minister has injured his feet, and the minister is ...... now."

"Shut up!" The blood on Xianzong's lips splashed with Xianzong's roar, "Who made you hurt?" Who do you say you blame for this injury? ”

……

This big guy knows it, blame the saint.

"Holy Lord, what's going on?" Just when Xianzong was about to jump up and scold Gu Xinglang, another person who didn't open his eyes came to ask him what was wrong.

"What's wrong with me, you don't have eyes?" Xianzong angrily looked in the direction where the voice came from.

Young Master Fenglin was also sitting on a soft bamboo recliner and looked at Xianzong with a concerned expression.

Ancestors and ancestors, Xianzong closed his mouth too quickly, and bit his tongue again.

Young Master Fenglin looked at the big tree on the ground, looked at Chengguan National Master and said, "There are people injured here, why don't you save them?" ”

Gu Xinglang knew that the people who were suppressed were Zhao Qiuming and Dali Siqing, and there was a group of forbidden troops who followed Zhao Qiuming, such a group of people was the best to die in Gu Sanshao's mind, "The young master still cares about my courtiers in Fengtian?" Gu Xinglang turned his head to look at Young Master Fenglin and said, "The Holy Master is here, so Young Master doesn't have to do much." ”

"Do you think I'm troublesome?" Young Master Fenglin smiled, the smile of the sick beautiful boy was very cute.

Of course, Gu Xinglang, a person who has been in the barracks since he was a child, can't appreciate the elegance of Young Master Fenglin, and said coldly: "This is the Imperial Palace of Fengtian, whether it is a matter or a person, what do you have to do with Young Master?" ”

Xianzong was helped up from the ground by Chengguan Guoshi at this time, watching his son-in-law fighting with Young Master Fenglin, Xianzong's heart was actually quite refreshing, this little sissy made him too anxious, and it would be good for a hero to beat this little white face.

Just when Xianzong was expecting the hero to appear, Xianzong heard a voice: "Dad, no, Father, what's wrong with you?" ”

Xianzong vomited blood again, Ancestors and Ancestors, he was wrong, he really didn't want to see the hero at all, let this hero disappear!

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The last one is offered, good night, dear friends, and see you tomorrow. Double Eleven, Mei Guo ran to the beauty to say rush to buy, the result was tossed from the computer to the mobile phone, the server crashed, I wish the relatives a happy shopping, and then go through the torture of express delivery together, puff puff.