Chapter 133: Steep Change
Outside the carriage, Li Wanji and others were expressionless, and inside the carriage, Jia Huan was also expressionless.
That night, it was not an easy thing for him to make that decision and implement it.
The reverence for life cannot be erased after a confused crossing.
Although Jia Huan had already made up his mind, when he had no choice but to get rid of Jia Zhen.
But he didn't expect that this day would come so early.
In his memory, Qin Keqing's death will take some time, at least after Xue Baochai's family came to Jiafu.
However, Jia Huan didn't dare to wait.
Jia Zhen had already dared to break into Qin Keqing's boudoir at this time, fortunately, Qin Keqing had not fallen yet, and the scandal had not yet been completed......
However, Jia Huan didn't know how long Qin Keqing could hold on, and how long Jia Zhen could endure it.
Once it really becomes a matter between them, it will be a death catastrophe that will be difficult for the entire Jia Mansion to break free from.
Even if Jia Huan's guess was wrong, Qin Keqing was not a royal noblewoman.
However, with a reputation for picking up ashes, does it have the luxury of hoping that there will be some way out?
If nothing else, who would want to marry such a family? Who would dare to be the in-laws of such a family?
At that time, the Jia family will really become a pile of stinky shit, and everyone will avoid it.
No one dared to marry the princess of the Tang Dynasty, and few of the five women were willing to enter the palace, why?
The reputation of the Tang Emperor Li family is as bad as shit......
Jia Huan would not allow such a thing to happen no matter what, not to mention, he also concluded that Qin Keqing's life experience was not simple.
So, it's not that he's hypocritical, it's not that he's vicious, it's that he has to do it.
There may be other better ways to break the game, but Jia Huan can only think of this simplest and most brutal way.
to prevent future troubles.
He doesn't regret it!
It's just that......
What's going on with that woodcarved white lotus?
Could it be that someone was attached to the ...... that night?
"Boom!"
While Jia Huan was thinking, suddenly a roar like a dry thunder explosion sounded not far away.
Jiao Da, who was driving the car, tried his best to control the startled horses, but the docile horses in Xunri couldn't pull them at the moment.
"Boom!"
Another hidden thunder exploded, and the horses were even more startled, and they actually stepped up with their hooves, and with a jump, they shook Jiao Da off the wheel.
Then, the white horse spread its hooves and dragged the carriage away, and what made Li Wanji and the others even more shocked was that the horse did not follow the official road, but rushed into the field on the side of the road, galloping indiscriminately in no direction.
The carriage kept bumping in the field, you can imagine what it was like to have Jia Huan inside.
"Third Master!!"
Li Wanji and the others kept shouting and shouting, wanting to come forward to rescue, but the horses under their seats were no better, even if they tried their best to restrain them, they couldn't pull the frightened horses that were chaotic after being frightened for a while.
I could only watch Jia Huan's black cloud carriage continue to go away.
Jia Huan was really uncomfortable in the carriage, because the road in the field was uneven, and the wheels pressed over the dirt from time to time, upside down.
But when it comes to danger, that's not much.
Moreover, this is near Shenjing, and there are no cliffs for him to worry about the carriage falling off the cliff......
Following the "clanging" sound, sometimes closing and sometimes opening the car door, Jia Huan looked out and couldn't help frowning.
There are no firearms in this era, how can there be thunder on this sunny day?
As the frightened horse carried him farther and farther, the thunder did not disappear, but became clearer and clearer.
Suddenly......
Jia Huan's pupils contracted suddenly, as he saw the source of the "thunder".
A few hundred meters away from him, a group of people were scuffling together.
Most of them were the image of Zhong Wei seen that day, wearing a wingless three-mountain gauze hat, dressed in a black bird brocade robe, holding various weapons in their hands, and surrounded a burly man in black.
And with the black-clothed man, there was a middle-aged man in a python dragon robe embroidered with a black dragon and purple clothes, and four men and women in crimson brocade clothes.
Although the other Xuanyi guards surrounded them with weapons, they didn't seem to dare to go up at all.
The black-clothed man met the siege of the five people with a pair of iron palms, and he was able to not fall into the wind, and from time to time he shook the middle-aged man in the purple and black dragon python robe, and made a thunderous explosion.
Jia Huan was dumbfounded, since he was reborn, his ears were about to become calloused when he heard the word Wu, but what step could a martial artist do, he saw it for the first time today.
There was no Ling Tian flying, however, a leap was also several meters high.
There is no single palm that can shoot out waves of qi of various colors, and there are no eighteen roaring dragons.
However, the sound made in the hard shaking was as loud as thunder.
Sometimes they stopped and confronted each other slowly, and sometimes they fought together so fast that Jia Huan couldn't even see the human form clearly.
The only thing that is certain is that they are not making a show, they are fighting a battle of life and death.
Because, the only woman in the battle group, the woman in the crimson brocade robe, I don't know if it was negligence or somehow, she was suddenly hit in the shoulder by the big man in black.
Then the woman flew upside down, spurting a mouthful of blood in mid-air, and then fell to the ground like a tattered sack, getting up twice, but not getting up.
I don't know if it's alive or dead......
Her efforts were not fruitless, when the black-clothed man punched her shoulder, the purple-clothed python-robed man suddenly moved, an afterimage flashed, and the sword in his hand stabbed out and stabbed ......
Holy!
Jia Huan didn't see exactly where he was stabbed, because the startled horse ran farther and farther, pulling him and didn't know which new world he was going to run to......
Although it was not clear the exact identities of those people, this did not prevent Jia Huan from guessing in his heart.
If he is not wrong, it is outrageous, and the group of people just now is the owner of the Black Ice Platform in the mouth of Zhong Wei, the Xuanyi Wei Hundred Households, and the four thousand households under him.
And what they are besieging should be the super grade martial sect named Dong Qianhai, the leader of the White Lotus Sect, and the unjust leader who carries the black cauldron......
Jia Huan only hopes that this battle can be more tragic, otherwise, the sense of crisis in his heart will never be removed.
But looking at the situation just now, the big man named Dong Qianhai is most likely fierce and unlucky.
Alas......
After a long sigh, Jia Huan still wanted to squeeze out two crocodile tears, but the acting skills were not deep enough, and the tears couldn't come at once.
The horse's speed slowly slowed down, and it was crazy enough to run anymore.
Jia Huan's mind was not on it, his mind was full of the scene of those people fighting just now.
To be honest, it's really not as good as the martial arts movies on TV in my previous life.
Guo Jing's eighteen palms of dragon descending, Yang Guo's Nine Yin True Scripture, and Zhang Wuji's Nine Yang Divine Skills, look so enthusiastic, and the visual effects are very good.
The fight between those people just now seems to be only a little better than the movie that pursues a realistic style.
The sound effects are good, and the speed is very good.
The strength Jia Huan still can't see what a reputation is.
I think this is the so-called layman to see the excitement, and the insider can see the doorway.
I don't know how Niu Ben practiced in Zhuangzi......
Jia Huan held his head in his hands and lay on the floor of the carriage, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, thinking.
To be honest, at this point today, Jia Huan is the real sea breathe a sigh of relief.
Because the two people who could cause the most trouble in Jiafu were killed by him.
The ramblings are all glorious, and the beginning of the provocation is really peaceful.
Whether it is Rong or Ning, the misfortune that can affect the entire Jia Mansion has been gone since then.
Even if the rest want to turn the waves, they don't have that much ability, and they don't have this qualification.
So, from today onwards, it will be a good day to come......
"Bang!"
The door of the carriage was suddenly violently opened from the outside, and a white figure flashed in.
An icy chill came into his brain from Jia Huan's neck, interrupting his yearning for a better life.
Jia Huan involuntarily raised his hands and said in a loud voice: "Don't get excited, don't get excited, I have something to say, I surrender!" ”
When he retracted his beating heart and looked at it, he saw a white-clothed girl with a frosty face and sharp eyes, looking at it, she was only fourteen or fifteen years old at most, holding a bright sword in her hand, her chest couldn't stop rising and falling, and her eyes looked at Jia Huan coldly.
The sleeve of the girl's free arm was red.
Jia Huan didn't pay attention to these, except for the cold sword at his neck, what he paid attention to was the girl's beautiful face.
Jia Huan rarely uses the word "beautiful".
Looking at the daughters of Jiafu, the only one that can be described as beautiful is Lin Daiyu, Qin Keqing can also be counted as one, and finally a white lotus.
It's just that the temperament of the three is different.
However, although the three of them have different outstanding points, such as Lin Daiyu's clarity like a mountain spring in early winter, Qin Keqing's extremely glamorous and almost enchanting, and Baihe's pure like a water lotus, they still have one thing in common, that is, the softness in their bones, which belongs to the softness of a woman's nature.
However, although the woman Jia Huan is facing at this moment is also beautiful, she is as beautiful as a sword and sharp as she is.
Lin Daiyu's Qingwei is Qingwei from her voice, but her smile, even if she doesn't smile, her face is so sweet.
And the woman opposite, her coldness is the coldness that emanates from her eyes, not the kind of coldness that has no human breath and looks at people like dead things, but a kind of sharp, resolute and resolute cold, an inviolable and arrogant cold.
In the face of such a woman, no matter how beautiful she is, Jia Huan believes that he will never be hard casually, not unwillingly, but ...... Don't dare to ......
Smiling dryly, Jia Huan flattered: "This sister, can you take this sword away first?" I'm so scared, little brother. ”
"Do you think I can't see that you're practicing martial arts?"
Sure enough, the girl's voice was as cold as Jia Huan expected.
However, there are also unexpected ones, and the sound is actually very good......
Jia Huan laughed twice and said, "My sister has good eyesight, but my sister must be able to see that the younger brother has just finished opening his tendons and is barely exercising, and he hasn't even learned a trick or a style of cropping, so naturally he won't be a threat to his sister, so this ...... My little brother's guts are really small, I ......"
Jia Huan couldn't go on, because the girl's eyes were getting stranger and stranger when she looked at him......
"It's ?!! you"
"It's not me ......"
"That's you!"
"It's not my ......"
Jia Huan subconsciously refused to confess his guilt......
The girl's tight face finally changed, anger, resentment, self-blame, and murderous intent......
The crowd on the face also made the face much more vivid.
She gritted her teeth and said, "You were the one who instructed people to kill people that night!" ”
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