When Zhu Lin saw his mother jumping into the room, he was immediately shocked and his liver and lungs were split, and he couldn't hide it anymore, he drew a pistol in his left hand, held a dagger in his right hand, and stepped on the stagnant water to kill Fang Wanrong. The torrential rain fell head-on, like an oncoming arrow, hitting the face with pain; As soon as Fang Wanrong's torch was thrown down, the flames were like water snakes tumbling, winding wantonly in the grassland, one or two swift ones were tens of thousands, and the flames burst out, stopping in front of Zhu Lin in an instant, and rushed towards Zhu Lin.

Zhu Lin, a good man, did not retreat, but gritted his teeth and closed his eyes, turned around, and turned the flames. At this time, he felt that the pain in his foot and neck was already spicy, but the soles of his feet were still cold. Zhu Lin protected his eyes with his right hand, and when he opened his eyes, the blue flames jumped all over the field, and several fire shadows stumbled in front of him, but the heavy rain still couldn't extinguish the flames on his body. The screams of pain in my ears have sounded one after another. If it weren't for the heavy rain at this moment, the long grass couldn't burn for a while, and I was afraid that everyone would be buried in this grassland.

The raging flames re-illuminated the grassland, and the heavy responsibility of the fierce battle in the field stood on the flames, under the heavy rain, between the water and fire, the screams and screams around him were endless, and the blades and fast guns were always watching on the side. Everyone is scared and crazy, even if they kill all the enemies, who can get out of this dire situation? Even if you can't get rid of the dire situation in the future, but at this second, strong enemies are around, and in order to survive, you can only rush forward bravely and fight for a second. This is a chaotic battle in the troubled times, the green and beautiful intoxicating grassland in the daytime turned into a copper furnace for refining life and death. If there is still Shura Hell in the world, at this moment, this grassland is already Shura Hell and a copper furnace in troubled times.

This fire comes and goes quickly. After all, the fire oil in the field was thin, and after it burst into flames, it was quietly weak. Only this moment of kung fu is enough to find the coward and let the real warrior appear. As soon as the flames weakened, the four-party alliance could no longer be suppressed, and many soldiers shouted in their mouths, running around, just wanting to get out of this Shura field.

Let go of the rout, Ma Lei shouted loudly, and gathered the sharp soldiers of Zhenwutang to himself. Not far away, the Duke's guards were still fighting with the Zhi Gong Court, they were the closest to the hill, and the canisters of fire oil thrown by Fang Wanrong were smashed into the killing field, and when the flames started, more than ten people were burned immediately. But the people around them turned a blind eye and still sacrificed their lives to fight.

This is a real warrior! Ma Lei wiped the water droplets off his face, looked at the duke's guards who would not retreat, and secretly praised in his heart, no wonder with the strength of the Zhu family, he would also suffer defeat at the hands of the duke, this white man really has the belief that death is at home!

Slaughtering such a warrior is the highest glory of a warrior! Ma Lei looked at the Zhenwutang elite gathered beside him, the six teams of people who came out of the battle are now only more than fifty people, and they have fought fiercely, the rifles in their hands have long been discarded, and most of the pistol bullets have been exhausted, but their faces have gone through the trials of hell, and they are even more resolute and fearless.

"Do you see the enemy in front of you?" Mare stood at the front of the group, brandished his heavy sword, and shouted: "Slaughter them!" Let everyone know who is the owner of the land beneath their feet! ”

Zhenwutang Ruishi shook the sky and shouted, shook off his big stride, waded through the stagnant water, and rushed towards the Duke's guard in the torrential rain. Zhu Lin took the lead and rushed straight towards the core of the Duke's Guard.

Philip stood beside Cesar, his face already pale. Several guards stood in groups, protecting the two of them, and Cesar Tie stood with his sword in the rainstorm and fire with a blue face.

"Cesar, let's retreat!" Philip pleaded in a low voice.

Cesarem glanced at Philip coldly, but asked sharply, "Who leaked the news?" ”

"I... I do not know! Philip shook his head.

"It's been two hundred years, the Yeshua family hasn't tasted a single defeat, and today's failure of you and mine has brought shame on the family," Cesar watched Zhenwutang rush over, the other party plus this new force was even more powerful, the duke's guard was dressed in plate armor, and it looked extremely clumsy in this rainy meadow, one by one was slaughtered and fell to the ground, "Death is dead, stay here, it's just a sword facing the yellow man, if you escape, the world will talk about it, what is the prestige of the family?" ”

Seeing that Philip was still cowardly, Cesalem smiled coldly, suddenly raised his voice, and shouted: "Henry Philip is here, who dares to come and take my life!" After shouting, he pushed Philip, and Philip didn't let go, stumbled a few steps, and appeared in the firelight.

"Bang bang" is a few gunshots, Philip "ahhh Cesar strode up to Philip, grabbed him by the collar, lifted Philip up, and dragged Philip towards the battlefield.

The wind was whistling, holding Zhu Yizhou's laughter, Cesar suddenly swung his sword and slashed back, the wind changed, but it approached Sisa's eyes, and in shock, Cesar avoided it backwards. Zhu Yizhou grabbed the half-unconscious Philip, and with a stretch of his hand behind him, he pinched Philip's face, and took a closer look at the firelight, this face was extremely young, and he was only the age of a weak crown, thinking that he was just a child twelve years ago, how could he lead the French soldiers to rob while the fire was burning?

"It's not you!" Fang Wanrong was shocked and angry, and the short dagger in the rage pierced Philip's chest, pulled it slightly to the right, and a stream of blood spurted out, but it was scattered by the torrential rain, "Why are you called Henry Philip!" ”

Seeing that Philip was cut out of his chest and heart, Cesar shouted violently, swung his sword and slashed at Zhu Yizhou, Zhu Yizhou leaned, rushed forward with the blade in his left hand, pinched the blade, followed by a punch in his right hand, and smashed it on Cesar's left hand, Cesar was in pain, his left hand shook, and the small pistol hidden in his palm was not able to fire, and it fell into the water.

"Your shameless behavior is really a tradition of the Jeshua family!" Zhu Yizhou followed and snatched the heavy sword, turned to the back of Cesar, and kicked Cesar's knee, Cesar suddenly lost his center of gravity and knelt on the ground.

"Cesar, death is on the verge of death, but is there anything else to say?" Zhu Yizhou swung his sword and knocked down the two guards who came to the rescue, laughed and asked Cesar, "I will send your head back to Zurich and tell the duke that the Zhu family has always avenged their grievances and will never die!" ”

Cesar's face was pale, for some reason the family had always been secretive and hidden behind the scenes, but this yellow man said that he knew everything about his family, "Who are you?" What enmity does the house of Jeshua have against you? ”

Zhu Yizhou was stunned when he asked, the blood feud that he never forgot seemed to be worth mentioning at all in the Yeshua family, and even the direct descendants of the family were not clear.

"You seem to be an innocent person," Zhu Yizhou sighed, "It's just that you and I are two families, and we don't die." As for how to settle a grudge, go to hell and ask your uncle Sgart! ”

With a wave of the heavy sword in his hand, Cesara's head fell to the ground, and his blood rushed up against the torrential rain, and he immediately fell to the ground.

Zhu Yizhou threw away the heavy sword casually, opened his arms, and howled in the wind and rain, and his years of suppressed forbearance became farther and farther away with the whistling, and he only felt extremely happy in his chest.

As if sensing his father's fierce ambition, Zhu Qiu looked back in the direction of Maui with a faint smile on his face.

Zhang Yuanji still can't wake up, but he hasn't seen him for two years, and Zhu Qiu is only a weak crown now, how can he be as white as snow? How can I have gray hair like snow?

Looking back, seeing Zhang Yuanjiwu in a daze, Zhu Qiu was happy, "Xiao Gong, is it a little scary to see this white hair?" ”

A word woke up the person in the dream, Zhang Yuanji came to his senses, secretly scolded himself for losing his temper, and asked with a sigh: "Why did you come to such a field?" ”

"When Gong Xiao sees me like this, can he still complain in his heart that I am living in seclusion here, regardless of the dire situation of China?"

Zhang Yuanji's face was slightly hot, and he waved his hand repeatedly: "How dare you!" Then he shook his head again and asked, "Why did you come to such a field?" ”

"The young white-haired man, without him, is just overthinking. It's also a salvation for myself. Zhu Qiu didn't care, and replied casually. He turned to the blonde girl and said, "Donna, Xiao Gong and I are free to take a walk, you can go back to the house and help us prepare some tea." ”

"Don't be sad!" Donna admonished, gave Zhang Yuanji a salute, and went back to the wooden house with the violin.

"When Shinoko came, could you see the power of the volcano in the distance?" Zhu Qiu pointed to the black and red land in the distance and said: "At this time, it is already much smaller, and the magma erupted a few days ago, shocking the heavens and the earth. Being in it, the true feeling of the living is small, and what is the life of life! ”

"The power of this heaven and earth is naturally incomparable to man," Zhang Yuanji looked at it from the top of the mountain, it seemed that the magma was still rolling and surging, and he was also very emotional: "But the fierceness of man-made disasters, I am afraid that it is better than natural disasters!" ”

"Xiao Gong is talking about this year's battle between the North and the South, right?" Zhu Qiu stopped, and his face was also full of sorrow: "Yuan Xiangcheng wants to cut down the feudal domain and centralize power in the central government, and the revolutionaries are unwilling." It's just a pity that Song Dunchu has a rare pure heart, but in this troubled world, the pure heart is the root of the disaster. ”

"At the beginning, he was like Kang Nanhai, and the book was too angry!" Zhang Yuanji is also very regrettable, when he presided over the creation of the constitution in Shanghai, he was thanks to the power of Song Jiaoren, and Zhang Yuanji also deeply appreciated Song Jiaoren's talent, "Gongzi said that the pure heart is the root of the disaster, which is really in a sentence." I want to open up wisdom for the people all my life, prepare for business, and be the first; Even if they opposed Shanghai's entry into the war, most of them did not want the citizens to suffer from the disaster of the pond fish and the disaster of the war. Sun Wen has always emphasized democracy and republicanism, but he has wantonly exterminated dissidents to such an extent, which is chilling to think about! ”

"So he failed, China is so big, there is no place for him at this time," Zhu Qiu reached out and grabbed a ball of snow from the ground, pinched it hard, and then crumpled it again, "Rather be a peaceful dog, don't be a troubled world, the ancients were honest and did not deceive me, and now this troubled world is right in front of you." ”

"I don't want my Zhu Qiu to get out of the Purple Cloud Sky and cut off the Purple Emperor's soul, but I still want to see this world to try out the troubled copper furnace. I just don't know how long it will last. ”