Gu Qingxun is a weak scholar, and he has his share in hanging pots to help the world, but there is no way to face thousands of troops, not to mention that he is seriously injured and tired now.

Lu Yixin wants to take such a person out of Dali Temple, it is as difficult as climbing to the sky.

Heroes, there are so many people in this world who want to be heroes, but there are very few who can really stand up from the sea of corpses and bones.

Cheng Youze just smiled and looked at the girl covered in blood standing under the moon in front of Dali Temple, as if every breath was full of blood and sincerity with bloody wind and rain, really like a little Yama, even if he tried his best to the last bit of strength, the last drop of blood was unwilling to bend the red tassel gun on his side.

Amusing.

Lu Yixuan's footsteps staggered forward, and those soldiers took a step back, the cold sword pierced through the air, she panted, and no one could see that she was about to be unable to hold on, her spear donated blood and came out of her hand before she could take it back, and her arm was not too scarred and bloodstained.

"Lu Yixuan! As a felony in the imperial court, he broke into Dali Temple and wanted to save the person who deceived the king, which is a heinous crime! Cheng You shouted, and it was unbelievable that Lord Luo and the people in Dali Temple couldn't even stop a little girl, "Luo Zhao, don't you feel ashamed!" Take them all! ”

Cheng Youze's sudden appearance made Luo Zhao tremble and sweat, indeed, he admired and admired this Lord Cheng but was more afraid, and Cheng Youze, as the imperial historian of the capital, could make him lose his veil with a word.

Luo Zhao nodded and didn't dare to say more, Cheng Youze waved his hand, and the servants behind him collided with the soldiers.

Lu Yixuan can come and go freely if she is alone, but now the hot sweat in her palms makes her spear slip and has already lost her original sharpness and speed of advance and retreat, and her doppelganger lacks skills to see it, the old man stood far away and glanced at his subordinates, and the servants understood that they would wave their swords and not attack the little general Lu, but Gu Qingxun.

If you fight a snake, you have to hit seven inches, and you have to see who this girl has worked so hard for.

Unarmed Gu Qingxun.

Lu Yixuan heard the broken steps in her ears mixed with the whistling cold wind, she turned around and took off her gun to block the blade and intercepted the soldier who was about to rush towards Gu Qingxun, and suddenly the pain in her back was like cutting bones and flesh, and she could feel the three-foot Qingfeng splitting the flesh and blood seeping, and the soldier's long sword cut a big hole in her back.

Lu Yixuan had not shouted half a sentence when she was covered in injuries and blood, but this knife forced her into a cold sweat, and the little girl let out a low cry and fell to the ground and rolled twice.

The cold stone steps were slashed by the knife, and the strength of the limbs and hundreds of bones was drained, Lu Yixuan grinned and was covered with sweat, and she couldn't stand up again at all, her shoulders had been clamped, and seven or eight big men twisted a little girl from the ground like this.

Cheng Youze stepped forward and unloaded the knife in the slave's hand, and the blade touched Lu Yixuan's cheeks full of dirty blood: "Look, Miss Lu, you also have today," the corners of his mouth twitched, and he raised his foot and kicked her knee hard, Lu Yixuan knelt down with a whimper, "poof", and his whole body was forced to bend down under the pain, and a bloody mark fell on his neck.

The old wound on her knee was capricious like an ant paralysis gnawing at her, and her face was pale and she gasped.

"Tut-tut," Master Cheng sneered, "I really don't know who I learned from this hard bone, Lu Henian?" He pretended to be as if he suddenly realized, "That old thing has taken the blame for others, bought it for others, and thinks that he is affectionate and righteous, hey, isn't it just a fool who was deceived by the world!" ”

Who is the deceitful and famous?

Glance.

If it weren't for Feng Mingxie sneaking into the northwest back then, your Lu family would not have withered like this, saying that they hated the country and the Republic of China, but they didn't even pay attention to the Ninety-Five Honor standing in front of them, how to talk about the avenue and the world.

Lu Yixuan gritted her teeth and took a breath, she glared at him viciously, and laughed instead of answering: "Master Cheng...... My father's soul will say hello to your daughter and son-in-law on my behalf. She scoffed.

Cheng Zhongqi and Cheng Min both died under Lu Yixuan's hands.

Cheng You was furious when he heard this, his forehead jumped with green tendons, and the knife in his hand was eager to cut off the girl's thin neck, but he couldn't help it.

"Luo Zhao!" He shouted, Lord Luo panted and trembled forward, and Cheng You threw the knife in his hand into Lord Luo's arms, "The traitors should have been punished a long time ago and killed them." ”

Cheng You took a step back and let Luo Zhao stand in front of him.

Lord Luo gasped, a good Cheng Youzhi, he didn't do it but let Luo Zhao be the executioner, the old man still wanted to stay out of the matter at this moment, but he couldn't do it.

Shameless old fox!

Luo Zhao swallowed the saliva in his throat and eyes, only to feel that the firelight and lanterns were like burning on his back, and the hot cents were torment.

Lu Yixuan saw Luo Zhao's hesitation, the corners of her mouth were dry, and as soon as she opened her mouth, the smell of fish was permeated: "Luo Zhao, you don't ask Lord Cheng why the new emperor has a hundred flowers banquet tonight, but he came to Dali Temple halfway!" ”

Luo Zhao paused.

Cheng Youze clenched his fists: "Don't listen to her nonsense!" ”

"Luo Zhao, you don't ask him, what's going on in the palace!"

"Luo Zhao, don't you ask him, tonight the soldiers and horses inside and outside the imperial city are thundering, whether it is the Marquis of Yuyang, the three major battalions, or the foreign army that he dare not speak!"

"Luo Zhao, are you going to be the next scapegoat!"

Lu Yixuan's voice was hoarse, but every sentence was like a gun and a knife piercing Luo Zhao's heart, shaking his mind, Lord Luo had already noticed the unusual changes tonight, although he had lived in Dali Temple for a long time and was not a first-class and second-class court official, but he could see the momentum of Shengjing City in recent years.

Cheng Youze saw that Luo Zhao was in a dilemma, and the thin and withered fingertips of his hand pierced the tip of Lord Luo's nose, urging: "This official will behead you if you want to kill it, kill the Qin Ming to commit it, you Luo Zhao is the first-class head merit, what responsibility you have to bear, the Metropolitan Procuratorate is fully responsible!" He pushed Luo Zhao the shoulder, and Lord Luo staggered as if he was sober for the most part, "Don't forget, there are old and young, and there are still sixteen people in the Luo family waiting for you to take care of!" ”

Cheng You's threat is obscure, if you don't be a smart person, it will be the death of the whole family.

Luo Zhao's eyes froze, and he nervously held the hand of the long knife up, and he stood in front of Lu Yixuan.

"Miss Lu, I'm sorry." He whispered, this is the second time he has said this tonight.

There is helplessness, and there is no necessity.

Lu Yixuan didn't say much, she never resented or resented Luo Zhao's choice, even if she died, she was generous.

Gu Qingxun's face turned pale: "Lord Luo! He seemed to use his last strength to stop the drinking.

Luo Zhao's knife had already been chopped down, and blood was splashed on his azure official robe, like a touch of moonlight gilt.

Everyone held their breath and was stunned on the spot, and the lights of the night were connected into a fire, and no one was spared inside and outside the city.

"Ahh

Anxious and low drinking came from the bottom of the stairs, the colorful feathers were covered with dust like stepping on the moon, when Feng Xiaowang felt it, the blood stains were flowing down the stone steps one by one, the man's footsteps were sudden, and the six men rushed out from behind him, baring their teeth and screaming and swept forward.

Lost his soul and despaired.

The little girl's long hair was messy and her face was pale, her body was crooked and almost collapsed to the ground, and her appearance was almost indistinguishable from that of a lonely ghost under the moon, and at her feet lay a corpse, and, half a head.

There are rules.

Luo Zhao turned into the limelight at the moment when the chopping knife went down, Chang Feng did not hesitate to slash at the head of the unsuspecting Cheng Daren, almost cutting off half of his head on the spot, Cheng Youzhi stared at him in disbelief, but he didn't even blurt out half a word, and the person went down.

Luo Zhao drew his knife vigorously, and the head of this Du Yushi fell down.

Everyone saw that the anger and unwillingness of the Dali Temple Si Zheng's sword, those weak people who were coerced and lured as lambs to slaughter, would be extremely resolute in a moment, and his flattery and disrespect with bent knees all broke out at this moment - if he wanted to kill someone, he would rather choose to kill this filthy fox who threatened his own life with the lives of his whole family!

It's a bet.

In this palace coup, who is right and who is wrong, who loses and who wins.

And the moment Feng Mingxie appeared, Luo Zhao knew that he had won the bet.

If this knife is killed in Lu Yixuan's body, I am afraid that his head will be moved immediately.

"Xiaguan, Xiaguan have seen it...... Small...... The little prince ......" The knife in Luo Zhao's hand "clanged" to the ground, and the whole person was paralyzed on the ground and couldn't move, although Lord Luo said that he had tried the most vicious and had seen the blur of flesh and blood, but he had never killed someone with his own hands, this was the first time, he hoped, it was the last time.

Feng Mingxie's heart hanging in his throat finally fell, and he almost stopped suddenly when he smashed it in his chest, and he stepped forward and dragged Lu Yixuan back into his arms, wanting to determine whether she was really harmless, but as soon as his hand touched his back, he found that he was drenched in blood.

"It has nothing to do with Lord Luo." Lu Yixuan pursed his lips, only to feel that his throat was more unbearable than the pain on his body, and the corpse on the ground became more and more evil.

Feng Mingxie came to Dali Temple to explain that everything in the palace should be done properly, she wanted to ask and know but she no longer had any ability to be distracted, and she always felt that this man and herself could have a heart and soul even if they were thousands of miles away.

The night banquet of hundreds of officials is the day they meet, and it must also be the time to open a new chapter in history.

She smelled the familiar and nostalgic fragrance of flowers with a red color, Feng Mingxie was injured, her chest was full of blood stains, she opened her mouth and felt dizzy in her head, and she could no longer support it and fell into his arms.

Feng Mingxie gently picked her up at Lu Yixuan's waist: "Lord Luo." ”

Luo Zhao understood in his heart, what is the difference between the blood flowing here and the palace, he didn't dare to ask any about the situation outside the Dali Temple, but seeing that Feng Mingxie was covered in blood, his expression was solemn, and there must be a secret in the depths of the forbidden city that cannot be watched by outsiders.

"Dali Temple will be handed over to the lower officials, and the prince can rest assured." Only then could he catch his breath and stand up and salute.

The night was cold, and I don't know whether it was firelight or fireworks in the distance, illuminating half of the sky of Shengjing City in an instant.