He didn't want to kill the fragile guy, but he didn't feel sorry for the other party's death.

In the face of an attack, then do it, that is the most basic common sense that all soldiers on the battlefield know.

Probably after that night, he saw too much blood and death, and he was numb, when Chang'an died such a thing that didn't matter whether he died or not, so many people made a fuss, he suddenly felt a little incredible, as if he thought what was that?

Oh, he thought about it, and suddenly realized that he had returned to Chang'an, not living today and not knowing tomorrow's northern Xinjiang, which was different from the battlefield in Chang'an.

"Little Red Guy, in Chang'an, I want your life, I only need a knife." Guan Kuo raised Qin to kill over there.

When he said this, he was suddenly a little surprised, and couldn't help but wonder how he got that title, he thought of the girl in the white palace dress, and smiled dumbly, thinking that it was originally from the mouth of that person.

His arrogant appearance, coupled with the three words that are very Wu language, is very ridiculous, and at the same time, it seems that the three gentlemen on the other side are also very ridiculous.

The prince of Washington smiled fiercely and said, "First of all, this is in Chang'an, do you think that just by virtue of the courage of the horseman, you want to turn the sky upside down?" ”

"Next......" he waved his hand suddenly.

"Wow-"

From the crowd, ten palace guards wearing Huafu's unique costumes suddenly and fiercely separated, crossed the three people in Baiyunli, and pressed towards Guan Kuo.

The prince of the Ruan Mansion also waved his hand, and thirteen or fourteen guards of the Ruan Mansion poured out.

It turns out that they have been protected by someone all along, although they can't usually see it.

Only Bai Yunli didn't make any moves immediately.

"Cripple him, but don't kill him, drag him back to the house when the time comes, play slowly, and then hand it over to Jing Zhaoyin when I've had enough." The prince of Washington commanded with great anger.

In Chang'an, it is an indisputable fact that when something happens, it is handed over to the government to deal with it, but occasionally, it also needs to be seen who the object is.

In the white clouds, they caught people back first to "play", which was a very simple thing.

The long knives were unsheathed one after another, and more than twenty people went forward, and the people of Chang'an rushed back in fear like sea water, and the battle was about to break out.

"What's the matter with you in Baiyun, what about the people of your Bai family?" Seeing the sluggishness in the white clouds, the prince of Ruanfu couldn't help but be a little suspicious and asked.

Today, a person died in Washington, and he Ruanfu injured a person, these are actually small things for their second mansion, but the key is the majesty of the three of them, is it possible that Baiyunli doesn't want to make a move because there are no dead people and no injuries?

This is not in line with Baiyunli's style, even if Baiyunli says so, no one will believe it.

Bai Yunli frowned, and said: "I have always felt that the figure of that person is slightly familiar, and when I heard him speak just now, I had that feeling, could it not be a foreigner, but an old man?" ”

"The deceased?" The prince of Washington had a hideous look on his face, "It doesn't matter who he is, let's take it down, what kind of friend do you think will be the one who will knife me?" ”

"That's right." A cold light flashed in Bai Yunli's eyes, and then he waved his hand and said, "Come out." ”

There were only six people in the Bai family, but the appearance of those six people actually brought invisible pressure to the people in Ruan and Hua Erfu in front.

The combat power of those six people may not be weaker than the people of their two mansions combined.

Things have come to such a point that everything is inevitable and there is no suspense.

Chang'an, as the capital, is heavily guarded, street fights are rare, and it is even more difficult to draw swords against each other, but when anger is raging, those who can afford the price will boldly destroy it.

Looking at the more than 30 people approaching, Guan Kuo understood that it was time to pay the price for what he did on impulse.

Not to mention, he suddenly had a headache how to solve this matter.

He understood that His Majesty wanted to summon him, thinking that if the matter was spread out, and the fact that he was in charge of the Kuo was also spread, it should be resolved. The point is that the three of them in the angry white clouds will definitely not give up, their people are dead, injured, and their faces have been damaged, so these three will not give themselves that opportunity.

The dead "pathfinder" in Washington was still lying on the ground, but the son of Washington no longer looked at him.

Obviously, the anger of the prince of Washington is really only because his identity is offended, and it has nothing to do with the life and death of those people, and even he treats that person like a dead dog and disdains to deal with it.

Guan Kuo suddenly felt that the guy who was a fox and a fake tiger was a little pitiful.

The wretched will have something to hate.

Immediately after, he put his mind on the more than thirty people who approached.

Alone against more than 30 knives, that is, on the battlefield, he has never experienced it.

In all directions, gathered together, there was a sea of people.

The people of Chang'an who got the news were shocked.

Today, someone provoked the three people in Baiyunli head-on, and killed a subordinate from Washington, especially that person who seemed to be just an ordinary Northern Tang soldier, which can almost be said to have created a certain precedent.

Everyone understands that people who have no identity and background have to walk around when they meet Baiyunli and others, let alone do it.

However, it is clear that Guan Kuo does not understand.

Then he had to die, and he died a terrible death.

However, Guan Kuo didn't want to die, or he didn't have the consciousness to die.

More than 30 people, with their current strength, if they want to shake and win, what does not exist, in his eyes, can easily do it is still only his father, hunchbacked Lao Jin, Qiu Jingshan.

So he just wants to make things louder and louder and alarming more and more people.

There are enough people who are alarmed now, but most of those are Chang'an people who are watching the excitement, and this is not enough.

He had to persevere, under those thirty or so knives, until he alarmed those who could help him.

For example, Wang Du, such as Li Xianyue, the king of Jin, and even ...... Your Majesty.

As long as those people are alarmed, it may not be them who can't eat and walk around, but the three people in Baiyunli, after all, Chang'an has endured them for a long time, and the people of Washington who died don't even care about the people in Washington, how can they care, Your Majesty?

Although such hope is very slim, but now, he has done such a terrible thing, and he can't hold back his hand, and there is no way back.

In fact, thinking about it now, he didn't really know why he did that just now, maybe he was just itching, so he couldn't help but block the street, and then his hands were itching, so he pulled out Qin Kill and accidentally killed someone.

This is a trivial matter in northern Xinjiang, but this is in Chang'an.

(End of chapter)