PS: Until 0:00 yesterday, this book was still ranked first in this week's popular classification recommendations on the History Channel, and Hongchen would like to thank you. I hope you will continue to help me maintain my position at the top of the list, it's really not good, it's okay to keep two and one, thank you.

PPS: Do you know how to deal with people who maliciously spray you and then quickly delete the comments? Teach me. Today when I was in a friend's circle of book friends to help him with a brainless troll, that troll directly greeted my ancestors for eighteen generations, and then turned to all the comments and posts I had sent and sprayed them all, and then deleted the comments, I was so angry. Then I reported a few of them before he deleted them, and they all greeted their families, and they didn't use homophonic words, and they actually failed to report.

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Not to mention that Cao Anmin, Xiahou Nan and Xiahou Heng were frightened, even a veteran of the battlefield like Yang Feng was a little frightened.

The appearance of standing in the sea of corpses and blood without changing his face made the memories that Yang Feng had tried his best to forget reappear in his mind.

Yang Feng had seen such an expression on two people.

One person ordered the people of Luoyang to move to Chang'an, killed all the rich families in the city, and countless victims of the clan and scholars, and then burned Luoyang to ruins.

Yang Feng will never forget the sour smell of barbecue that came from the fire in the city. Even a battle-hardened person like him couldn't help but squat on the ground and vomit when he smelled the sour smell of human flesh from the countless corpses, and even vomited bile. And that person seemed to be Wen Ruo's scholar, but he was standing in the sea of corpses and blood gnawing on roast mutton.

The other person, with his incorruptible tongue, instigated Li Dao, Guo Yan, and Fan Chou to raise 100,000 Liangzhou troops to counterattack and break through Chang'an City.

That night's Chang'an City reminded Yang Feng of the Luoyang City that was burned down by fire two years ago.

That night was a disaster for Chang'an.

After the 100,000 Liangzhou army broke through Chang'an City, they wantonly slaughtered the people and scholars, and there were mountains of corpses and a sea of blood everywhere.

Yang Bong vomited again.

And the protagonist of that time was also a scholar-like person.

He slowly stepped over the mountain of corpses and the sea of blood, smiled faintly, and asked Li Dao, Guo Yan, and Fan Chou not to slaughter the people in the palace.

Li Dao asked him why.

He said, "I heard that the imperial chefs around the Son of Heaven have good skills, and I have been tossing this night, I am a little hungry, and I want to find those imperial chefs to make me a supper to taste." ”

Rao is accustomed to seeing Li Dao, Guo Yan, and Fan Chou, who are accustomed to seeing the sea of corpses and blood, and their eyes almost fell to the ground, and then they laughed and ridiculed him, and they also identified more with this seemingly weak scholar.

And these two people, in just a few decades of life, have already established that they will definitely leave a big name in the history books.

The former, named Li Ru.

The latter, named Jia Xu.

The name of the poisoner will be recorded in the history books.

Today, in front of Yang Feng's eyes, there is a person who can compare with these two people.

Purely looking at appearance, this is also a scholar.

Yang Feng suddenly raised his head and laughed, laughing and shedding tears, "Man Boning, I lost to you, I admit it." ”

After saying that, Yang Feng raised the war knife again, which also made Cao Anmin, Xiahou Nan and Xiahou Heng raise their war knives, and the cold escorted by Manzhong's side.

At least in the eyes of these three teenagers, a second-rate realm martial artist is really crazy, and he can give full favor a blow under the rain of arrows, how could they let Yang Feng commit murder?

Still, they actually overthink it.

These on the roof were not ordinary Spiegel guards, but personal guards he had personally trained.

Over the years, if he hadn't had this guard by his side, he wouldn't have known where he would have died.

For the mirror to shine all over the world, it naturally needs to be strong enough. If it wasn't strong enough, it would have been smashed a long time ago, so how can we talk about this dream that shines all over the world?

To the surprise of the three of them, Yang Feng did not rush forward, but slowly put the knife across his neck.

"I owe Gongming, but Gongming always treats me as a big brother. If I live, he will definitely ask Cao Apu, so that Komeito will attract suspicion. ”

"Gongming is upright and has no scheming, once he attracts suspicion, there will be no future in this life, so I can only die!"

Scratch and pull.

Yang Feng swiped the knife in his hand hard, and the sharp blade cut through the skin on his neck.

Blood, splattered out.

Yang Feng fell to the ground, his body still convulsing.

Self-killing is actually cutting off the arteries, veins, and trachea in one's neck, resulting in the inability of blood circulation in the brain, which will immediately cause shock until the blood is exhausted and the brain is dead. And the heartbeat may still be there when the blood runs out, but it is already brain dead and cannot be saved.

If Yang Feng could still speak, he might scold Xiang Yu.

Mother, Xipi, why didn't she die immediately, and besides, it really fucking hurts.

(Hahahahaha, I'm the atmosphere buster!! ）

Man Chong seemed to be able to see Yang Feng's thoughts, and couldn't help but smile bitterly, and then snatched the war knife from Cao Anmin's hand and walked towards Yang Feng.

"I know you're in pain, I'll give you a good time. At least your wife is young, and I will help you keep them safe and make them worry about food and clothing. ”

The knife fell, and the head broke.

Yang Feng was silent again, and his body stopped twitching.

However, a smiling expression could be seen on Yang Feng's face. Apparently, he was grateful that Full Favor had given him a pain, as well as his promise.

Man Zhong shook his head, threw the war knife back to Cao Anmin when he left, and the blood in his hand was also wiped on his sleeve at will, and the figure of the mirror guard on the roof disappeared.

"It's a pity that I followed the wrong master."

"Don't worry, you won't be alone on Huangquan Road. Your master, I can't clean it up for the time being, but I'll throw a few old miscellaneous hairs down. ”

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PPPS: I hesitated for a long time when I promised a new book (I forgot whether I promised it in the group or in it). To be honest, I have a lot of themes in mind, and three of them have already been outlined. But, embarrassingly, I don't know why I suddenly felt the urge to write about the end times; I conceived two historical texts, one is a somewhat fantasy historical text with a system of exercises; The last one is a normal historical text, with a famous swordsman of the Three Kingdoms in the late Han Dynasty as the protagonist and gradually entering the officialdom as the plot (I can't say the specifics), and I don't know which one to write.

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