"Alas, I was preempted."

In front of the main hall of the imperial city, Zhang Chu looked forward and saw a shaking light guard guarding there, as well as a group of Jiangnan warriors, as well as He Wangchuan, who has been very famous in the rivers and lakes recently.

There is also the big Chu banner that hunts and flies.

This made Zhang Chu's complexion change slightly, and Shen Qiu's series of confusing operations before, as well as Zhang Lan's strange performance that night, suddenly formed a line in his heart.

"I see!"

The national teacher gritted his teeth and said hatefully:

"It seems that walking the rivers and lakes, it turns out that it is also laying out the world, but it is not what I expected. You Shen Qiu, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, turned out to be Lin'an picking peaches!

Well, since you are also entering, let's use our own means! ”

After speaking, Zhang Chu turned around and said to the worrying life behind him:

"After a while, when I entangle Shen Qiu, there is no life, you go to assassinate, you must kill the princess of Chu! Without her, I want to see how he, Shen Qiu, revived this Great Chu Dynasty. ”

"Da Chu, princess?"

Wu Wuming raised his head with a puzzled expression.

"Who's that?"

"Fan Qingqing!"

Zhang Chu threw down an answer, turned around, and looked at the hall in front of him, but he didn't realize that the shock and fear flashed on the delicate face behind him.

This momentary change in expression had never appeared on the young man's face.

At this moment, something seemed to be shattered in his heart.

He thought of what Yaoqin had said to him in Luoyang City, and then remembered the question that Qilu and Shen Qiu asked him that night.

He looked at his hands.

The left hand is holding the evil, in front of the right hand is Brother Zhang Chu, and in the front hall, it is Qingqing.

He only has two hands.

At this moment, I wanted to hold three things.

He kept procrastinating on that choice, he didn't want to answer that question, he didn't have much to lose, he didn't want to lose any of them.

But now.

He had to make a choice.

Knife?

Zhang Chu?

Or is it Qingqing?

At the same time, in the middle of the main hall.

The hall that should have been magnificent, bright, and full of majesty was bleak and silent.

You don't even have to look at it to detect that fear that shakes like substance.

Zhao Ming sat on the dragon chair.

That is probably the most luxurious place in the world, in the mundane red dust, countless people dare not dream that one day, they can sit in that position and be the co-master of the world.

No one is the same.

Some people are born with hardship, and they have to do their best to make ends meet.

Some people, as soon as they are born, are already standing at the end of the line, no, standing on the VIP seat of the grandstand of life.

It's a pity that what you have is not necessarily what you deserve.

"Rebels and thieves!"

Zhao Ming grabbed the armrest of the dragon chair, his pale face was surging with unwarranted anger, his voice was hoarse, and the meaning contained in it was complex and difficult to understand, not just reprimanding Shen Qiu, but also reprimanding others.

He's not a.

Today's situation is so bad that even if you didn't figure it out just now, you should be clear in your heart.

Things are indeed advancing according to Penglai and his discussions.

used him as a bait to lure the Northern Kou thieves, the world rebelled into the city, and then used the means of the Penglai Immortal Family to destroy it with thunder.

At first glance there is nothing wrong with it.

Zhao Ming didn't think much about it at first, but now that he saw Shen Qiu coming, he suddenly found out.

I'm really a bait.

Not the bait he thought he was casually passing by, but the real, Jedi bait.

Penglai didn't want to accept him at all!

No, the immortal family didn't regard him as a noble lord like everyone else at the beginning, maybe in the eyes of those immortals, he was a utensil when he opened it.

When the value is exhausted, it will be kicked away like other utensils, and life and death will be arbitrary.

There is something disillusioned in my heart.

It was so terrible that Zhao Ming didn't dare to think about it at all.

Despair.

It was already like an octopus crawling out of a sea of dark light, spreading from the bottom of his heart little by little, choking his throat and squeezing out the last breath of air from his lungs.

If Shen Qiu came a little later, he was afraid that he would scare himself to death on this supreme dragon chair.

"Wow"

With the sound of swords, Tang Jiusheng stood up from under the dragon chair.

got up together, and there were three fellow Taoists, among whom was a domineering old man, carrying a ghost-headed knife, and a woman in embroidered clothes, holding a hidden weapon in her hand.

Seeing them in the middle of himself and Shen Qiu, Zhao Ming's hanging heart seemed to fall.

"Four old ghosts who have achieved great cultivation, in the words of our martial artists, are four half-step heavenly lists."

Shen Qiu looked at the four people in front of him.

He said:

"Take this nest of waste as bait, and wait for me here, you Penglai, you really look up to Shen."

The four of them didn't talk.

The bodies they occupy are all martial arts heroes, and they are all heroes of the rivers and lakes who were abolished by Shen Qiu himself, and they already have hatred for Shen Qiu in their hearts, so the process of seizing them is very smooth.

The fate is consistent, the gods and souls are connected, the Taoism and martial arts are held together, and there is enough aura available, and the destructive power that can burst out is naturally not comparable to the ordinary half-step heavenly list.

They are confident that they will besiege Shen Qiu again in the near future.

"Tang Jiusheng, Sa Rilang, and Zhou Jin'er, I don't know the last one, it doesn't matter, it's so good, it's all here."

Shen Qiu moved his fingers and held them in front of him.

Say:

"It's a pity that Shen didn't come alone."

"Smack"

Snapping his fingers lightly, there was a heavy whistling, exploding above, and seven figures flew from all around the imperial city, without the need for martial arts, he picked up his body like a meteor and smashed it on top of the main hall.

With a muffled cracking sound, seven heavy objects slammed into the ground.

They stretch their bodies, stretching out their bodies that do not belong to the human world in this palace, like insects, like monsters, like evil things in Yellow Springs.

The Seven Demons of Huangquan are called!

"My body, my life..."

Because Huang Wushu was taken away by the Crape Myrtle Dao Chief, the body of the demon was changed, and at this time, the tallest and most hideous mechanism man stepped forward with his claws and tail.

It has no mouth, no speech.

The dead could not speak, but the malice that came from the soul of the gods, the hatred, the madness that wanted to eat their flesh and drink their blood, could be transmitted to the four people in front of them without words.

"The dead have come to you for their souls, ladies and gentlemen."

Shen Qiu's left hand moved forward, like a flagpole swinging down, and in the next moment, in his slightly sarcastic voice, the Seven Demons of Huangquan charged forward, just like the Huangquan Demon Monster rushed out of the underworld, asking for justice.

Of course, just these seven, it is impossible to win against the four masters in front of you.

But it doesn't matter.

The Lechuan Sect is full of talents, and some of them are masters who come together.

"Boom"

The wind and thunder rolled angrily, holding a thunder blade fan, Lu Yuniang, who turned into a half-ghost, also fell from the sky into the main hall, this is a real ghost, the hideous body hung in the air, and with a wave of his fingers, there was a white thunder and lightning into an electric whip, sweeping across the chaotic battlefield in front of him.

"Whew"

In the gloomy demon roar, there was also a big cat like a white tiger, carrying a girl dressed as Miao Jiang, rampage, killing into the main hall, when passing by the steps, Xuanyu grinned and pulled Qingqing onto Bai Ling'er's back.

Under the stunned gaze of the Jianghu people and the shaking light guard, the monster with dark red hook jade in its eyes and a double tail rolled up a sharp wind, tearing the front of the majestic hall apart.

At this point, this palace, which symbolizes royal power, has been completely razed like a strong wind.

In the midst of the chaotic battle, Shen Qiu walked forward.

From time to time, there are old ghosts who want to sneak attack, but they will be blocked by the body of the crazy fighting machine, they have no flesh and blood, no pain, and they are not afraid of death at all, but these old warrior ghosts will hurt and bleed.

There are also half-ghosts and demons who participated in the war, and today they fell into the trap, and they were the ones who were surrounded.

"Hehe, the old man has some itchy hands."

At the bottom of the steps, He Lichuan waved the Xuan Snake Sword in his hand and said to the stunned knights behind him:

"Wait for you to protect this Weihou, and the old man will also go to play and cut down a Penglai thief, it's not a trip for nothing."

After speaking, this Demon Demon Divine Sword also entered the battle formation above, Qin Xuming waved the Liangyi fist technique, followed by the blood of the martial artists, and they also wanted to step forward, but they were held back by their companions.

Don't die!

Don't you see a youkai there?

He Daxia can not be afraid, but they can't.

It's better to watch the excitement honestly, or go to find a few weak chicken spirits to practice.

Around the razed hall, deadly force staggered back and forth, the ground was plowed out of the ravine, the thick pillars were broken and demolished, and there were fierce winds and thunders, monsters were haunted, and Gu poison was sprinkled indiscriminately.

Farther away, more Penglai reincarnated people rushed to help, and fought with the warriors and Shaoguangwei who were watching the excitement below.

Mess, chaos everywhere.

But Zhao Ming's luck was good.

The dragon chair where he was located had escaped a lot of murderous opportunities, and he was not buried by the collapsed hall, nor was he swept up in the wind and thunder.

The lord of the country has completely lost the ability to think.

He sat on the dragon chair so sluggishly, in a gesture of indifference, incomprehensible, and not wanting to understand, sitting on the most luxurious chair in the world.

The nobleman's forehead was hit by a bloody streak from the splashing stones, but he didn't realize it.

He watched Shen Qiu walk up to the high platform in front of the dragon chair step by step from the chaos, as if he were walking on the ground, and when he saw the person approaching, the fear that had just been forgotten returned to his heart again.

He tried to escape.

The instinct to survive was driving him to escape.

But before he could get up, he felt a heavy force pressing on his limbs.

"Ahh

He screamed, and the soles of his feet felt like they had been cracked by a hammer, and he was in pain.

Shen Qiuxu hadn't dealt with ordinary people for too long, and he couldn't hold back his strength at this time, but he didn't care, took a few steps forward, and reached out to hold the shoulder of the screaming Zhao Ming.

Crush him against the dragon chair.

With a flick of his hand, an edict written by Zhang Lan fell into Zhao Ming's hands, and the true qi line of the public loss skillful hand called in, and the jade seal of the country that once belonged to Da Chu was taken out of the broken ruins and held in Shen Qiu's hand.

"Come on."

He stuffed the jade seal into Zhao Ming's hand and pointed to the edict.

You don't have to read the content.

Zhao Ming knew that if he continued to seal it, the southern kingdom would be completely destroyed.

In this instant, the lord of the kingdom collapsed.

He could no longer hold back the emotions that echoed in his heart, and he could no longer hold back the irrepressible sorrow and despair in his heart, and tears, tears of weakness, welled up from the eyes of the lord of the country.

He raised his head, looked at Shen Qiu, gritted his teeth, and shouted hoarsely:

"It's not Lone's fault!"

"Whether it's contact with Penglai, fighting with the North, or luring you into Lin'an, this is not an isolated choice! Lone has no choice at all, Lone hasn't done anything wrong!

I never bowed down to Penglai! He has never betrayed the country for glory! What Lone does, the lord of the country should do!

Why!

Why are you persecuting me so much? ”

"Then you're really miserable."

Shen Qiu held Zhao Ming's trembling hand and pressed the jade seal on the edict little by little.

He said:

"Do you want to seek justice from Shen?"

"Okay, then I'll teach you a reason."

He put away the covered edict, and with a wave of his hand, the edict and the jade seal of the country were thrown into Qingqing's hands, Xuanyu screamed, and Bai Ling'er, who was knocking a Penglai old ghost into the air, immediately turned his body.

carried her and Qingqing out of the ruins of the palace.

Shen Qiu leaned down and looked at Zhao Ming's eyes, he pointed to the chaos behind him, as well as the Lin'an City, which had become a killing Jedi and was full of fireworks.

He said:

"Any idea why things have come to this?"

Zhao Ming's face was full of tears and shook his head.

"You said you didn't do anything wrong, I believe it, you soft bones, you can't be a villain."

Shen Qiu shook his head.

was going to kill Zhao Ming here, but at this moment, he didn't want to take his life.

It doesn't make sense.

He stood up, moved his body, and said to Zhao Ming:

"Why is everyone targeting you? Because everyone is expecting you, Zhao Ming, everyone hopes that you will do more things, do something good, and do something that should be done. ”

"It's a pity that you let down all the people who had expectations of you, and you didn't do anything."

"It doesn't matter if you kneel or not."

Shen Qiu patted the dragon chair.

He said:

"You have everything, but unfortunately you don't deserve it."

"That's it."

He pushed Zhao Ming and said:

"Run."

Under the back of Zhao Ming's staggering and running, Shen Qiu sat on the chair, but then, he frowned, stood up, and smashed the southern dragon chair with one palm.

"It's uncomfortable to sit on."

"After my family is young, I am afraid that I will be guilty."

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Zhao Ming dragged his injured foot and staggered all the way out of the battle.

He had no majesty of a lord, no more from a terrified people, and his body was stained with blood and dust, and his hair was scattered.

But he survived.

Zhao Ming gasped, intending to find a loyal guard to escort him out of this place.

But when I turned around the palace wall, I saw a tall man in black with heterochromatic eyes in front of me.

"My name is Zhang Chu, you should have heard my name."

The man moved his finger and spoke.

Zhao Ming's face changed drastically, and he staggered back, but in the next moment, the figure of the person in front of him disappeared, and behind him, there were already burning fingers clasped around his neck.

"Don't! Lonely, lonely, willing to descend to your northern kingdom, will..."

"Click"

With a soft sound, all of Zhao Ming's words turned into a whimper when he died, and all the light in his eyes was completely dimmed at this moment.

"To me, your corpse is more useful than your person."

Zhang Chu looked at the deceased who was twitching in front of him, and he whispered:

"Your Majesty, why can't you think of such a simple truth?"