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Jin Cong and the thin old man were guarding Lan Yucheng's side left and right, Yi Chu held the dagger in his hand, holding the embarrassed Jiang Ronghua tightly in his hand, and next to him was Mr. Jiang standing with a silent face.

Lan Shikang raised his eyebrows, and a sarcastic smile hooked up at the corner of his mouth: "It's finally all here, and I don't have to find them out one by one." ”

The mighty Marquis stood half a step behind the old Marquis Jiang, and the faces of the two of them were also solemn and abnormal. Although Jiang Ronghua is not as good as Jiang Ruyue or Jiang Qinghua, after all, they are all women from the Mighty Marquis Mansion, so even if Lan Shikang is willing to marry Jiang Ronghua again regardless of his previous suspicions, he is afraid that he will be criticized in the future.

Since Lan Yucheng escaped from the south gate of the palace with the assistance of Li Yanxu, he had not seen Lan Shikang again. In the past, although the two princes were in their own ways, in terms of blood, they were still uncles after all. It's just that when I see it now, I don't have half of my feelings, either you die or I die.

The two sides confronted each other, and the enemy did not move, and I did not move. After a stalemate like this for a long time, I don't know if Lan Shikang felt that the time had come, but he saw his hand raised into the air, and when he moved slightly, he could hear a rather decisive voice from around him.

On the high ground outside the palace of the Feng Dynasty, I don't know when there are already two rows of giant string bow archers, all of them holding the bowstring in their hands, as long as an order is given, the ten thousand arrows will be fired in unison, after one round, and then the second row, the archer stepped forward, replacing the first row without arrows in his hand, the archer.

Old Marquis Jiang's eyes darkened slightly, and he stepped forward to Lan Shikang's left side and said, "Your Majesty, the granddaughter of the old minister is still in their hands at this time, but I am afraid that in this case, she will be injured by mistake." I also hope that the emperor will look at the face of the old minister and think twice. ”

Lan Shikang tilted his head and said with a gloomy face: "The one who holds the queen hostage, but the apprentice of your own son, I don't think I should have to worry about this." ”

When Old Marquis Jiang heard this, his eyes widened slightly, and he only drooped down for a moment. He has served the king for so many years, how could he not even understand the truth he saw in this way, in the face of the overall situation, what is the value of sacrificing a woman, he can't say a word more, for fear that he will become a thorn in the emperor's heart in the future.

The mighty Marquis looked at Jiang Ronghua, who could barely stand, tears blurred the painting with exquisite makeup, and now he was so frightened that he couldn't even say a word for help. Before he and his father came here, they had met his brother on the road. Although this younger brother only knows how to eat and wait for death on weekdays, relying on the plaque of the mighty Marquis Mansion to live, he heard that his daughter was held hostage, as a father, he wanted to rush here, but he was scolded back by his father halfway. Whether it is because this daughter is about to become the queen, or because he is thinking of the family affection of the past, the reluctance on his face is clear and clear.

"Big brother, my father is very sad about you like this." The mighty Marquis half-lowered his eyes, and his voice was neither loud nor small, but it entered everyone's ears.

Although Mr. Jiang was calm and calm, his body still trembled when he heard the words. Looking at the eyes of the old marquis Jiang, the corners of Mr. Jiang's mouth slowly hooked, a little helpless, a little ridiculous, and a little sad: "It's sad that my mother is sad that you have raised me for a day, or have you raised me for a day, and what does your pain have to do with me" Mr. Jiang raised his head instantly, and looked straight towards the old marquis Jiang without blinking, without any intention of giving in.

Old Marquis Jiang's two lips moved a few times, but he never said the words, and a thousand words turned into a sigh full of guilt.

Everyone present knew how long Lan Shikang had been planning and arranging for this day, and there would be no accidents at all, including even if the queen he was about to marry died in this battle.

Seeing that Lan Shikang's face was getting more and more impatient, even if the old marquis Jiang listened to Mr. Jiang's heart-wrenching words, he had to put down his last face, and said half pleadingly: "Child, she is always your niece."

The eldest son has not been by his side since he was a child, and even when he grew up, he never called him a father. All these can only be swallowed by knocking out his teeth and swallowing them in his stomach, and he can only admit them. But he couldn't bear it, after all, he was not far from stepping into the coffin, his daughter, who had been the pearl of his palm since he was a child, died, and he couldn't let his granddaughter be ruined.

"I think you're mistaken. It wasn't us who wanted to kill her; Also, my mother only gave birth to me" Mr. Jiang's resounding answer, but it was also the final point of Lan Shikang's patience.

As Lan Shikang raised his hand again, the arrows in all directions flashed and roared towards Mr. Jiang and the others. Lan Yucheng slammed the palm of his hand on the armrest of the wheelchair, and the long sword hidden in it was in his hand, and together with Jin Cong and the thin old man, he protected Mr. Jiang, Yichu and Jiang Ronghua in it.

This move is even more indicative of what Mr. Jiang just said. It was always Lan Shikang who wanted to kill Jiang Ronghua, not them

Old Marquis Jiang said that he couldn't move Mr. Jiang, so he immediately knelt down beside Lan Shikang: "Ruyue is dead, old minister"

It's just that before his knees have reached the ground, Lan Shikang has already leaned over and stretched out his hand to help Old Marquis Jiang: "These rebels and thieves, I must kill them all today, otherwise I won't be able to sleep at night." As a courtier, the old marquis Jiang should share his worries for the king. Could it be that the old marquis Jiang also has a heart of disobedience" In the last four words, Lan Shikang's voice seemed to come from the depths of hell.

Even though the old marquis Jiang raised his head, but the words "minister don't dare" were not spoken, Lan Shikang had already let go of the hand holding him and looked in the direction of Lan Yucheng.

In the midst of the chaos, suddenly a beam of multicolored light swayed upwards into the air from the most chaotic place, spreading a most holy blue flower in the sky, and finally disappeared. But what followed was the sound of countless clothes whizzing in the wind.

The arrows fired began to decrease, replaced by the sound of wailing and screaming in the air in all directions. A corpse with a uniform shooter's equipment rolled down from the rooftop, or from the high wall, or from the pavilion, or from the pavilion, or from the rockery.

"Thank you for your help." Lan Yucheng hugged his sword and thanked the people in the rivers and lakes who came over, and immediately, everyone gathered behind Lan Yucheng.

Lan Shikang saw this situation in his eyes, smiled instead of anger, and said: "I didn't expect these people to be able to catch you, don't worry, what I prepared for you is far from these." ”

After Lan Shikang finished speaking, he took a step back with a smile, and saw twenty black-clothed people suddenly appear around Lan Yucheng, surrounding them and the group of people in the rivers and lakes tightly, although the number was not as good as the people in the rivers and lakes who came to support just now, but the momentum was not much different.

"Giggles, it's really time for the slave family to come" The feather fan boy was dressed in white and entered from the gate of the Fengchao Palace, followed by more black-clothed people than the black-clothed people who appeared before.

In this way, Lan Yucheng's side was obviously in a weak position, and his heart sank. Arching his hand towards the leader who was obviously temporarily elected by the people in the rivers and lakes, Lan Yucheng asked in a deep voice: "I don't know when the rest of the people will arrive?"

The leader glanced at the black-clothed people around him, and the black-clothed people who followed behind the feather fan, at most sixty or seventy people, snorted coldly, and said, "Don't worry, the people in the rivers and lakes are the most trustworthy." But these people, we don't pay attention to them, and I think they should almost arrive. With that, he directed himself to the door.

The feather fan boy seemed to understand the meaning of the leader, the delicate eyebrows were slightly raised, his eyes were slightly closed, and his eyes were thrown away, and he said slightly apologetically: "Why, this official is waiting for someone, it just so happened that the slave met a group of nerds on the road, and felt panicked, so they all fell asleep, thinking that in this life, they will not be lucky enough to see the Lord."

These words shook everyone's ears violently. The people in Kyoto are naturally some of the most prestigious elders, and they are the first to appear in the plan. And the others, either juniors in the sect or sons of the family, originally just wanted to follow the experience or get polished. Most of the Praetorian Guards in the palace are nothing more than fists and legs, and they consider themselves fearless even against all the Praetorian Guards in the palace. Now, the juniors who have finally grown up have died here, how can they not let the anger in their hearts skyrocket, and the people in the rivers and lakes who originally came because of the heavy gifts have also become the same enemy at this moment.

Suddenly, a dark cloud drifted out of nowhere, covering the originally clear and cloudless sky, and the sky darkened. There was a sudden loud bang in the sky, and it was thunder, but no raindrops fell.

I don't know who took the lead first, and suddenly the two gangs of people and horses became a mess, and when the feather fan boy saw this, he smiled and asked all the black-clothed people behind him to participate. All of a sudden, the sword light and blood shadow, and the blood all over the ground stained the blue bricks of the Feng Dynasty Palace.

At the first time, Lan Yucheng was already besieged by several men in black. The feather fan boy appeared here, thinking that those puppets should also be mixed with the people in black, Lan Yucheng naturally had to be extremely vigilant.

Just when no one was paying attention, Gonggong Zhang appeared beside Lan Shikang, whispered a few words, and waited with his eyes and hands down.

Seeing that the situation was completely in favor of the man in black, Lan Shikang was naturally determined in his heart, and the great tribulation that had surrounded him for seven years finally got what he wanted today, and he couldn't wait to laugh now. It's just that when he heard what Gonggong Zhang said, the smile on his face suddenly disappeared.

It's over.,I don't know if there's a judge willing to give me a response in the book review area.。。

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