Outside the city of Chaoge, Guling Mountain, Nuwa Temple.

At this time, Huang Xue's mind was blank, and she was sitting in front of the statue of Nuwa, with blood still hanging from the corners of her mouth. When Huang Yan and Tianhua saw this scene, they were both shocked, and they hurriedly took two steps forward to support Huang Xue. Huang Yan wiped the blood from the corner of Huang Xue's mouth, and said distressedly: "How can you still get hurt when you worship God?" Tianhua hurriedly said: "Leave first." With that, the two Jiang Huangxue helped Huang Yan onto Huang Yan's back.

Tianhua rushed out of the temple gate first, took a look, and said, "It's too late, it's already here." ”

Huang Yan hurriedly said: "Is there a back door?"

Tianhua looked at the statue and said, "There is a back door, but there are also soldiers coming up." ”

Huang Yan looked inside the temple and said, "Find a place to hide first." ”

Tianhua nodded, also looked around, and said, "You go to the statue to hide." With that, he put down the visor of his helmet, jumped up, and went up the beam.

Huang Yan also put down the face armor of himself and Huang Xue and hid behind the idol.

As soon as he hid, a person walked in from outside the temple. I saw that the man was about thirty years old, burly, with a resolute face like a knife, his eyes were blazing, his essence was shining, the bridge of his nose was as straight as a mountain, his lips were square, his chin was slightly hairy, and the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, as if with a faint unremitting, wearing a jade robe and a golden crown, but he was the son of the great merchant of the dynasty, Emperor Xinzi.

The man looked at the statue for a moment, then took out the incense and the candle, and was about to offer an offering.

Suddenly, I could only hear a "boom" behind the statue, but it was Huang Xue who woke up at this time.

Tianhua on the beam of the house was suddenly shocked, and he couldn't care much at this time, jumped down from the beam of the house, and shouted: "Rush out of the back door." As he spoke, he stopped in front of the king of Shang.

The king of Shang was shocked and shouted angrily: "Who dares to assassinate the Son of Heaven?"

Tianhua was shocked, and a trace of bitterness appeared at the corner of his mouth, assassinating the Son of Heaven, this is a crime of extermination, how could he have thought that it would be so out of control today.

The king of Shang suddenly drew his sword in his hand, and slashed towards Tianhua, who hurriedly drew his sword to resist, but was defeated by the strength of the king of Shang and was shocked back a few steps. The king of Shang naturally took advantage of the victory to pursue, and cut down with another sword. It was too late, but it was too fast, and another knife flashed out from behind the idol and resisted the sword of the king of Shang. When the king looked at it, he saw that the person who helped him seemed to be a woman, dressed in a very ill-fitting armor, and in his left hand was another woman, who seemed to be seriously wounded, and was lying limply on the body of the previous woman.

The king of Shang has learned the imperial swordsmanship since he was a child, and he has already reached the realm of transformation, and the sword is as he wishes, and it is a sword that stabs at the woman with the knife.

Seeing that the sword was so powerful that it was difficult to resist, the woman hurriedly dodged and dodged, forgetting that there was still a person next to her, and the sword was hitting the wounded woman's helmet. With a slight flick of his wrist, the king of Shang lifted the man's helmet to the ground.

Under the scattering of hair, the king of Shang was stunned for a moment, only to see the face under the hair, the face was as white as snow, the beautiful eyes were slightly closed, the nose was upturned, the cherry mouth was slightly open, the appearance was Ruili, the country was beautiful, and there was a trace of blood at the corner of the mouth, revealing a kind of morbid beauty, which made people can't help but go up and pity. The king of Shang read all the beauties of the harem, and no one could compare to the person in front of him. After that sword was picked out, there was no follow-up move.

Tianhua had relieved his breath at this time, and he heard the sound of noisy footsteps outside the temple, and shouted: "Go." Taking advantage of the gap in the Shang King's moves, he used his strength to knock back two steps of the Shang King, and together they set up Huang Xue and rushed to the back door.

The king of Shang did not pursue, and Wuzi was immersed in the amazement of that moment. Hearing the sound of fighting at the back door, he was startled, and hurriedly shouted: "Catch me alive." ”

At the back door, Tianhua and Huang Yan fought with Huang Xue and the soldiers, but fortunately, Huang Xue had recovered some strength and could walk on his own, which also made them a lot easier. Some of the soldiers had drawn their bows and arrows, but when they heard the Shang king's shout, they took them back.

The three of them fought and retreated, Tianhua knew that today's things could not be good, and also inspired twelve points of skill, a steel knife made it difficult for ordinary soldiers to get close at all. Huang Yan didn't make a move at this time, but just helped Huang Xue to escape down the mountain.

Suddenly, I heard a loud shout not far away: "Where did the thief come from, dare to assassinate the Son of Heaven?"

Tianhua was shocked when he heard it, but the voice was his father Huang Feihu.

Huang Feihu rushed to the front, raised the golden pestle, and shook Tianhua back seven or eight steps with one pestle. But he didn't pursue, turned his head and said to the others: "Go back and protect the Son of Heaven, and I will take down the thief." ”

The other soldiers did not dare to disobey the order and retreated towards the temple gate.

Huang Feihu and Tianhua fought together, and in the blink of an eye, they went farther and farther.

Turning a mountain road, Huang Feihu put away his weapon and scolded angrily: "You rebel, how can you do such a thing?" It turned out that he had already seen Tianhua's identity, so he deliberately rescued him.

Tianhua's heart was in turmoil at this time, and he muttered: "Father, I ......." but he didn't know where to start.

Huang Feihu said: "Don't be verbose, you go home first, and then deal with it when I come back." After that, he thought about it, snatched the steel knife, and slashed his right arm, and immediately bled like a torrent of blood. Tianhua exclaimed: "Father!" Huang Feihu threw the steel knife back and said, "Hurry up!" and shouted: "What a thief, dare to hurt me!"

In the Nuwa Temple, the face of the king of Shang sank like water, without joy or sorrow, and he didn't know what he was thinking. Huang Feihu knelt on the ground and said: "King, Weichen is not good at what he can, and he got away with the thief, please punish the king." King Shang said lightly: "King Wucheng is injured for me, what is the crime, hurry up and bandage it." "King Xie. Huang Feihu kowtowed again and turned to leave.

Shang Rong, the prime minister on the side, saw that the king of Shang was thoughtful, and said, "King, what is the matter of today's worship ......?"

Shang Wang said: "Take the four treasures of the study." The official on the side handed over the purple pen. The king of Shang moistened his pen deeply, turned around and walked to the place where he saw the woman's appearance, thinking of the stunning face in his mind, and a poem was swept away. After writing it, I looked at the verse and seemed quite satisfied.

Shang Rong looked at the poem, and then looked at the statue of Nuwa on the side, and suddenly had a strange look on his face. Why is the King of the Heart Dao thinking so out of his mind today, he was still talking about assassins just now, why did he start writing poems to tease Nuwa again in the blink of an eye?

After thinking about it for a while, he felt even more inappropriate, Shang Rong stepped forward and said: "King, Nuwa is the god of ancient times, Ze is surrounded by the Quartet, and this is his palace, this move is really a little inappropriate, and I implore the king to wash it away with water." ”

Hearing this, the king of Shang snorted coldly and said: "The poems I wrote can't be washed with water, they need to be washed with human blood, can the old prime minister try it?"

Thirty-three days away, the god Nuwa was furious: "I had good intentions to bless the people of Li, but today Huang Xue first spoke crazy, and then Di Xin wrote a poem to insult me, which is really annoying." After thinking about it, he said to the fairy on the side: "Go to the Xuanyuan Tomb Qingqiu clan, break off the fortune of the great business with me, take away his country, and relieve the hatred in my heart." When the fairy heard this, she didn't dare to say more, so she answered yes, saluted and turned away.

Asaga City, the royal palace.

At this time, it was no longer the time of the dynasty, but today's events were extraordinary, the king of Shang sat on the dragon chair, and the ministers were separated on both sides.

On the side, You Hun looked at the king of Shang sullenly, and said: "King, today I am a great businessman, and someone actually assassinated the Son of Heaven, and this person is really to blame. ”

"Oh?" the corner of King Shang's mouth showed a hint of mockery, and said, "Tell me, how to achieve a method of ten thousand deaths?"

You Hun saw that the king of Shang seemed to be interested, and he was overjoyed, and said: "Your lord, as far as Wei Chen knows, there are thirty-eight kinds of criminal laws in this dynasty, and if you catch this person, you should apply it to this person in order from light to severe. ”

"Good!" the Shang King sighed. You Hun was overjoyed, but the king of Shang continued: "Doctor You knows the criminal law so well, I didn't know it before, it's really good, but you are a bit condescending to be a doctor, it's really my fault, why don't you go to the prison to serve, how about it?" You Hun was stunned for a moment, not knowing how to respond, kowtowing like pounding garlic.

The king of Shang also ignored him, and said: "Chao Lei, where is Yin's ruin?"

Two generals came out and said: "Wechen is here." ”

King Shang said: "The whole city is hunting for assassins, and they are caught alive." ”

The two men bowed and said, "Weichen takes the order." Then he turned and departed.

The king of Shang added another sentence: "What I want is to be unharmed." The two were stunned for a moment, and bowed again: "Weichen obeys the order." ”

After the two left, the king of Shang seemed to be tired, waved his hand and said, "Let's disperse." Then he said to the left and right, "The painter has come to see me." ”

Wucheng Palace, back hall.

At this time, King Wu Cheng was sitting upright in the middle, his right hand was bandaged, hanging from his neck with a sackcloth, and his face was as heavy as a male lion about to erupt. Huang Xue, Huang Yan, and Huang Tianhua stood in front of him like quails.

Huang Yan was the most favored, and first spoke: "Father, the reason for this matter has been made clear to you, I proposed it, naturally it is my fault, if you want to punish me, punish me." ”

How could Huang Xue let Huang Yan take the tank for her, and hurriedly grabbed it: "Father......"

"That's enough," King Wu Cheng interrupted her with a loud shout, "This is a great sin, what's the use of saying this." It's just that things have already started to make trouble, but now how can it be good?"

Tianhua said: "Father, I don't think the king of Shang may be able to find out about us. ”

The prince pinched his forehead and said: "It may not be able to find out? It's just you, this matter is already like this, I have already transferred the three sergeants who changed clothes with you to Beihai overnight, but I don't know what flaws there are?"

Huang Xue stammered: "Father...... This one...... The king seems to have seen my face......."

King Wu Cheng was startled, and looked at Huang Yan again, and Huang Yan nodded helplessly.

King Wu Cheng sighed, lowered his head, and slapped his forehead fiercely again.