"Daddy—"

Shang Weeping Willow's heart-rending cry echoed in all directions, turning into a black horror that shocked Chang'an.

The Shang master who covered the sky with one hand died so simply, and there was no corpse.

Shang Weeping Willow threw herself on the headless corpse that still had the warmth, and wept bitterly, she kicked her legs frantically, like a splattered child, so helpless and desperate, the black muddy water splashed her beautiful face, which she usually paid special attention to, and her gorgeous long dress was also wet.

But none of this matters, when you fall from a high altitude to the earth, you are just an ordinary ordinary person, nothing else.

Shang Weeping Willow's heart-rending lungs, Shang Yi's head, and the headless corpse all gave the surrounding people who were originally aggressive and delusional to kill Guan Kuo to gain benefits, and their morale plummeted and almost disappeared.

Long Hehe, who had a sly smile on the corner of his mouth, showed a look of horror on his face, and he took many steps backwards in a row, and he was completely afraid.

They turn their hands into clouds and rain on their hands, and they have few opponents in politics, but in front of the blade, their "strength" is nothing.

In the past, there was His Majesty, as long as they sat firmly in their seats, no one dared to touch those who had strong force, but tonight, His Majesty died, Li Zenan rebelled, and the palace was a mess, in the face of those people with extraordinary force, the power of Shang Yimu Long and Wen Yuejiu and others was disintegrated, and no one would be afraid of them.

They originally thought that they could be invincible with so many of their guards, but in the end it was a joke and a tragedy.

"Daddy! Father! Long Fei's face was bloodless, his legs were weak, and his eyes looked directly at the crying Shang Weeping Willow, and then he turned to Long Hehe suddenly, and shouted in a trembling voice: "Dad, go, go!" ”

"Miss Protection!"

With the voice of the old steward of the Shang Mansion, what intercepted and killed Guan Kuo and captured Li Qianrong alive, all became history, and the people of the Shang Mansion retracted into the Shang Mansion in fear and nervously at the same time, forcibly pulled away the almost crazy Shang Weeping Willow, took away the headless corpse and head of the Shang First Room, and slowly retreated vigilantly towards the Shang Mansion.

The retraction of the force shows that the Shang government has completely lost the will to fight, and they have compromised.

Shang Yi's room is dead, the vase of Shang Weeping Willow is useless, the Shang Mansion will be scattered after tonight, Guan Kuo no longer looked at them, but looked at the distance by the people of the Dragon Mansion who were protecting Long and Long Fei who were also retreating.

There were many things that he wanted to do but couldn't do, and today is a great opportunity.

Shang Yifang is dead, Wen Yuejiu and the others are not there, and he has no intention of looking for those people, but he definitely doesn't want to let go of Long Ji and Long Fei who were sent to the door.

He looked down at Li Qianrong, and the little guy pursed his lips tightly and said nothing.

Much like his father, except for the face.

"Are you afraid?" Guan Kuo asked.

Li Qianrong shook his head silently.

There was no trace of any more movement, and the sound of long knives around them came and went, but it became messy.

The fighting spirit has been extinguished, they no longer expect to kill themselves, and the only thing they can do well is to protect their master, so as not to be bullied by dogs after the death of the master.

But the sound of horses' hooves without a trace did not allow them to accomplish their goal unharmed, and the two of them headed straight towards the place where Long Ji and Long Fei were.

The person in front of him was frightened and inexplicably brandished a long knife to block it, and Qin Shu easily broke through the defense line and hit the center of his eyebrows.

The effect has been achieved, Guan Kuo no longer likes the means of decapitation, and it is most appropriate to retain his own strength now.

The sword light bloomed in all directions, Qin Kill broke through countless defense lines, pierced the chests of seven or eight people, and with a trace as fast as lightning, he was getting closer and closer to Long Fei who fled in a hurry.

"Guan Kuo, you withdraw the knife, this official can make a deal with you, so that the two of you can leave, and our well water will not interfere with the river water." Dragons and panicked voices rang out.

"I'm really bad at letting an enemy who wants to kill me go unchecked." Guan Kuo's voice was cold.

The people of the Dragon Mansion showed absolute loyalty at this moment, although they showed fear on their faces, they still fiercely brandished their swords to block, that kind of courage was really rare.

Hachijo.

Seven zhang.

Without a trace, Guan Kuo continued to break through their defenses, getting closer and closer to Long Ji and Long Fei.

The father and son stumbled up the steps and rushed towards the gate of the Dragon Mansion.

Long Fei glanced back, a mixture of hatred and fear: "You are simply a madman!" ”

They crawled into the Dragon Mansion and hurriedly closed the gate with the people who rushed out to protect the mansion.

Leap and jump again without a trace.

They swept past the dense shadow of swords, and came to the door of the Dragon Mansion, and the Zhu Gate was closed.

Guan Kuo stabbed a knife into the crack of the door with a cold eye, and all the breath was poured into Qin Kill, sawdust flew, and the wooden door at the contact point was like paper paste.

"Poof—"

He heard the slight sound of Qin Slaying piercing flesh, and he also felt, even felt the twitch of his heart after the tip of the knife pierced into his heart.

"Fei'er!"

There was a cry of anger and despair from inside the wide Zhu Gate of the Dragon Mansion.

Guan Kuo knew that Long Fei was dead.

The people of the Dragon Mansion were almost crazy, and countless figures pounced over, he waved Qin Kill, accelerated the horse's hooves without a trace, and rushed towards the end of the long street.

Long and He didn't die, which made him feel a little regretful, but Long Fei's death must have made Long He get a huge blow, that is, retribution, which has been reached, and sometimes it is more painful to live than to die.

"Kill him, kill him with all your might, if you don't come back with his head, then unload your head and bury Fei'er!"

The sound of dragon and hatred resounded on Chang'an Avenue, and in the scattered houses on the other street, some people heard it, almost terrifying.

Countless figures shouted and brandished long knives after the horse, and after causing great damage, Guan Kuo's figure finally broke through the encirclement and walked away.

Shang Yifang and Long Fei are both dead, this is earth-shattering news, but in this crazy night, it is really light.

……

……

Turmoil erupted in Chang'an, but Chang'an was so big that countless streets remained eerily quiet on this night when most people were muddy.

In the secret room of the Gutong Pavilion, the lights were very bright, and countless messages were passed in and out, not stopping.

However, outside the Gutong Pavilion, it was pitch black, as if the entire Gutong Pavilion had fallen asleep with the people inside.

Guan Lao sat there, looking very comfortable.

There was a big event in the Northern Tang Dynasty that was enough to change history, but he put on a posture of sitting on a mountain and watching the tiger fight, which was really dramatic.

(End of chapter)