After Wen Yuhao and Zuo Jing were treated like this by Guan Kuo, and Guan Kuo also showed such strength, the current situation has completely changed, because although it was those angry sons and daughters who brought those palace guards over, it was already the real masters of the mansions, those old guys, who ordered them to do it.

The decline of the three mansions of Bai, Ruan, and Hua can be regarded as asking for their own hardships, but after that, once they work together and make up their minds, those people in Chang'an will and strength burst out with extremely terrifying will.

Now that Wen Yuhao and others have an accident, they decided to get rid of Guan Kuo by taking advantage of the situation, and there will be no more troubles.

Shang Weeping Liu's eyes looked at the daughter of the Miao Mansion not far away, and his teeth opened lightly, and said: "Today we have no way out, and he has no way out." ”

"Such a character, decisive in killing, just like a madman, I'm really worried that there are so many people in the province who will scatter birds and beasts, and eventually drag everyone down."

"There will definitely be no merchant house in this."

"There won't be any of us in the Miao Mansion."

"Are you Miao really ready to bear the price of today with us?"

"My father has already talked to your father, if something happens, Your Majesty's anger, the adults of Chang'an will bear it together, everyone will carry it together, there is nothing to be afraid of."

"I'm curious what they talked about, and why they decided not only to scold us, but to allow us to get rid of this madman."

"Their thoughts are not something we can figure out."

Shang Weeping Liu smiled slightly.

Now that she had received certain answers from the mouths of those who came later, she did not need to regret her previous impulses later.

She raised her eyes to look at the figure of the horse that was blown away in the cold wind, knowing that today, everything would be over, so she sneered and said: "People who are not capable enough also want to jump, but in the end, they didn't jump for long, and they just returned to Chang'an, and they died, which is really stupid." ”

"He thought he was Guan Qinghe, but Guan Qinghe was killed except for him, but he was killed and left behind." Miao's daughter responded.

Because of the increase in the number of people, the colors under the surrounding hazy sky have become less monotonous.

Guan Kuo still shivered, and his blood-red clothes were a little hard, and naturally they were also very cold.

The end of the battle is short-lived, and the next time we fight, it will be in the next moment.

After countless collisions, the aura in his body began to be disordered, and the power was not as strong as before, the next moment, or the next moment, or any period of time in the future, he would be submerged.

He looked at the guards who didn't dare to approach for the time being, and looked at him with slightly frightened eyes, and said, "Isn't it pleasant that you want to kill me, and then pay such a big price?" ”

No one answered, they were just subordinates, although they hated Guan Kuo, but they didn't really want to fight to the death, it's just that they were controlled by their own masters, caught in the middle, and they had no way out.

In Chang'an, the towering capital, he shot at the people of various provinces, and it was a dead hand, at least in their lives, it was the first time they saw it.

They have been flying and domineering for so many years, and they have never bumped into such a ruthless one.

Fear is fear, most of their masters will not be as virtuous and polite, gentle and kind as Liu Fanghao, they have to bear the punishment of doing wrong things anytime and anywhere in the mansion, and even death, although those things and those mansions dare not spread it easily, but they can't avoid it at all.

Dying in the hands of Guan Kuo is really half a catty compared to not having a good life in the future because of today's mistakes, life is worse than death, or dying is particularly painful.

What's more, Qin Kill's quick knife can also give them a good time.

"Guan Kuo, a reckless man can't live long, maybe you can find a momentary pleasure, but in the end what you get is eternal hatred."

From a certain direction, a slightly familiar voice was heard.

Yuan Sanwen's face was swollen, wrapped in cloth, and the bright red on it oozed out, and he stood there quietly.

Guan Kuo couldn't see his expression clearly, but he could tell that he was smiling.

Yuan Sanwen has always been a beautiful and talented man, graceful, rich as jade, his smile is also very moving, there is confidence in it, and there is also talent.

Today, he was so seriously injured, but when he learned that Guan Kuo was surrounded in front of Jingzhao Yin's mansion, he still chose to come over and take a look, because his hatred for Guan Kuo was so deep.

His hatred for Guan Kuo originally came from Guan Qinghe's suppression, and he didn't take Guan Kuo in his eyes, but until today, Guan Kuo shot at him, destroying his proud appearance, and his hatred was aimed at Guan Kuo himself.

So much so that even if his injuries were very serious and needed to recuperate, and there were still a lot of messes waiting for him to deal with, he still chose to come here, he wanted to see Guan Kuo's tragic condition with his own eyes, so that he would feel at ease.

Guan Kuo looked at his smile and knew that the other party's mood was more comfortable than the scene he hoped for. And he began to hate this kind of scum who has a beautiful face, becomes a heartthrob, and deceives ignorant girls, but in fact, he has a bad stomach and can do anything for the sake of profit.

But because of those demeanors, those talents, and those handsomeness, women will flock to them, thinking that except for those few people, all the other men are not men.

That's really hateful!

"Actually, if you change your outfit, you may be sloppy and embarrassed than me, and people are really stupid animals who are misled by their appearance and dress......" Guan Kuo said softly.

When his soft words were finished, the shouts broke out again, and the battle continued to begin with the people of Chang'an huddled in the dark.

Guan Kuo slashed down with a knife.

Cut it down with another knife.

Qin Kill became heavier and heavier, and the blade began to be blunt.

The knife on the opposite side also slashed at it.

Slash it again.

The pain came in bursts, and blood gushed down the wound.

Guan Kuo really couldn't understand why the blood in his body hadn't run out yet.

I don't know when, but his eyes went dark for a moment.

Cold sweat gushed out from his back, his lips trembled, and he was very glad that he hadn't fainted from excessive blood loss at the moment when his eyes were dark just now, just like escaping death from Ashinaqin's arrows on the battlefield in Northern Xinjiang. And here, there is no iron mountain without him to protect him, once he dismounts, then what awaits him will be complete death.

Sweat was dripping from his forehead, and he was already looking into the distance with somewhat blurred eyes, because he heard a commotion in the distance.

On the periphery of the crowd, at the end of the long street, a total of five armored war horses appeared in a row, lying there, like a mountain.

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(End of chapter)