Cao Jixiang was young after all, and he couldn't hold his breath at first, he waved out three spiritual fires, and hit Wang Zhen in the left and right middle, hoping to make Wang Zhen unavoidable, Wang Zhen's little eyes widened, and he shouted three times in a row: "Good, good, good." ”

The technique of spiritual fire could only raise a ball of spiritual fire at first, and now Cao Jixiang can use three groups at the same time, but Wang Zhen is not afraid, he has already had a good plan in his chest, and observed that the spiritual fire on the left and right sides flew faster, and hit himself in an arc, Wang Zhen thought to himself, Cao Jixiang didn't know it was himself just now, but he called his name, he must have been frightened and hoped to kill with one move, so the one who was right before was at least ninety percent of the strength of the two of them,

In this way, although Cao Jixiang's moves are exquisite, but the strength is insufficient, it is worse than he thought, as long as he carries a spiritual fire to the left or right side, and then crushes the spiritual fire, and then splits and hits the other two, you can solve this seemingly impeccable trick, Cao Jixiang's strength is fixed, it seems to be separated without dead ends, but it is actually a move that evolves by sacrificing power,

Don't retreat but advance, advance as retreat, Wang Zhen's trick, Cao Jixiang couldn't help frowning, Jiang is still old and spicy, with his own strength to overcome the enemy's shortcomings, in a short period of time to judge how to deal with the strategy, Wang Zhen A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, but soon his face sank again, because Cao Jixiang did not panic, but looked at Wang Zhen expressionlessly, this feeling made Wang Zhen think of Cao Jixiang's belly in the next second, behind the calm is a bigger storm, and after the expressionless face is a smile that is about to be held back,

Wang Zhen became suspicious, only to see that suddenly the two spiritual fires suddenly accelerated, catching up with the spiritual fire that Wang Zhen greeted, and the three groups combined to force Wang Zhen to avoid it, and suddenly a fire started, Cao Jixiang laughed loudly, because Wang Zhen had already burned into a flame,

Cao Jixiang smiled proudly and looked at the Imperial Forest Army beside him, everyone in the Royal Forest Army came into contact with Cao Jixiang's gaze, and they were so frightened that they took a step back, they were not afraid of dying on the battlefield and dying under the sword, but it was too miserable to be burned alive, suddenly Cao Jixiang stopped laughing, just like Wang Zhen just now, because he found that Wang Zhen was burning not quite right, and before he had time to think about it, he saw Wang Zhen, who was burning in a ball, rushing towards him.

In the flames, Cao Jixiang saw Wang Zhen's face, which was a face that regarded death as if it were a home, Cao Jixiang hurriedly retreated, and kept waving the spiritual fire to Wang Zhen, but after all the spiritual fire hit Cao Jixiang's body, it was like a stone sinking into the sea, disappearing without a trace, without any effect, and integrated into the flames on Wang Zhen's body, but burned more and more,

Wang Zhen shouted: "The technique of spiritual fire was originally used by people who were castrated for me, and those who abused the body should use the technique of abusing the heart, and do not burn themselves, how can they know the maximum power of the technique of spiritual fire." ”

Wang Zhen burned himself, although he suffered great pain but increased his speed, and hit Cao Jixiang who was running and dodging, Cao Jixiang fell to the ground in response, and then a blue flame also ignited on his body, and the two burned together.

After a long time, the flames were extinguished, Wang Zhen and Cao Jixiang were both scorched and dying, Wang Zhen got up hard, left Cao Jixiang, looked at the charcoal-like Cao Jixiang, sneered and fell to the ground,

Suddenly, a shrill inner prison cry sounded: "The emperor has arrived." Zhu Qizhen's Luan arrived, Luan drove the bead curtain, Zhu Qizhen ran down from above, the surrounding guards and internal supervisors were caught off guard, Zhu Qizhen didn't run two steps and fell to the ground all of a sudden, and everyone around hurriedly helped, lest Zhu Qizhen fall and be injured,

Zhu Qizhen shook off their outstretched hands, got up and stumbled to Wang Zhen's side, at this moment, Cao Jixiang and Wang Zhen were already dark, where could they tell who was who, but Zhu Qizhen could tell it, relying on the feeling that Wang Zhen brought to him from childhood to adulthood, and wondered that it was the intuition of love,

"Sir." Zhu Qizhen picked up Wang Zhen, who was burned into charcoal, Wang Zhen looked up to the sky and laughed, laughing hoarsely, as if he wanted to laugh at the absurdity and success of his life, despicability and greatness, he did not guard Zhu Qizhen for the first time or the last and only time and called the emperor again: "Child, the road ahead will depend on you to go on your own, I can't go with you anymore, whether you are a good emperor or not, this is the evaluation of future generations, but I hope you can be a good person, and those who are in charge of the world cannot have good thoughts, but I want to say that I want to be worthy of my heart." ”

After speaking, Wang Zhen closed his eyes, two turbid tears crossed the corners of his eyes, Zhu Qizhen was silent, his eyes were full of the figure of Wang Zhen who grew up with him when he was a child, the Wang Zhen who bullied the courtiers with him, the Wang Zhen who let himself go to Wara Tumu Fort and was captured, although all this is enough to make future generations scold himself for being a faint king, but Zhu Qizhen does not complain or regret, he still regards this inner supervisor Wang Zhen as his elder, and even his father, Zhu Qizhen loves him,

Thinking of the several times in Warat, thinking of the old servant in Nangong who didn't speak much and never looked at him squarely, but killed all the Nangong guards on the night of seizing the door, Zhu Qizhen could imagine Wang Zhen's gaze and sigh when he looked at his back, and now, Wang Zhen used the last part of his life to help him sit on the throne again, and now, Wang Zhen is teaching himself for the last time,

Zhu Qizhen cried loudly, tears flowed, heartbreaking, almost fainting,

About half an hour later, Zhu Qizhen stopped crying, but his face was already pale as mourning, he stood up and shook his body, Zhu Qizhen took off his dragon robe, draped it on Wang Zhen's corpse, and then picked up Wang Zhen's corpse with all his might, a mouthful of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, painful, and his heart was like a knife.

Everyone was shocked, knelt on the ground, begged Zhu Qizhen to take care of the dragon body, Zhu Qizhen walked towards the dormitory step by step, and when he walked past Cao Jixiang, he saw Cao Jixiang who was still angry, Zhu Qizhen paused and said: "Xuan Taiyi, treat the traitor Cao Jixiang." ”

Although everyone finally agreed to obey the holy order, but there was confusion in their eyes, Zhu Qizhen showed a crazy and weird smile: "Save him, don't let him die, otherwise you will all have to be buried together, I will cut the Cao thief with a thousand knives, even so, it is difficult to understand the hatred in my heart, hahahahahaha." Zhu Qizhen hugged Wang Zhen's body, laughed and left,

Which is right and which is wrong, the future generations have their own judgments, only the feelings remain the same, moving the heavens and the earth, and the earth is long,

This night is tragic, lonely, and cruel, the power struggle has always been inhumane, but who will have no feelings, on the ruthless road, the feelings revealed are the so-called true feelings,

Sigh, sad, strong, this moment belongs to a person, a person who is not great, Wang Zhen,