He was so frightened that he was urinating, his lower ti was wet, his face was full of horror, and he desperately pulled Long Jihe's sleeve robe, eager to hear Long Jihe say the word "go".

But the dragon and the one who looks really crazy.

"This ...... No way! He shook Long Aotian away, the young man fell to the ground, and he shouted viciously: "Yes, that little beast is dying, there are so many of us, all of them are masters, just one of them, we will definitely let him be broken into ten thousand pieces!" ”

The cold wind was howling, and his wild dance was like a madman, combined with his current madness.

When Guan Kuo was in the prison, he sent people to assassinate and train these people on the one hand, and almost lost his family's property, in order to avenge Long Fei, and now Guan Kuo killed the prison and appeared on the street, and the Southern Wu people fought a bloody battle with the unknown Northern Tang army, and there was a big chaos, he understood that this was his best and last chance to kill Guan Kuo.

He can't fail, he can't fail!

Two sword lights, one white and one red, spit out sparks and dragged through the air.

The blood and the sparks were mixed in the cold wind, and they drifted far away.

Under the retrograde movement of Cangliu, Guan Kuo carried the two knives of Qin Kill and Dianxue, and broke through the interception of the twenty or thirty people.

When he was in the prison, he made a decision - the dragon and the dragon will be killed!

Since the dragon and the other collided with themselves, there was naturally no need to forgive the other party.

Long Jihe obviously didn't think of this, because he had seen Guan Kuo surrounded in it before, even if it was a rout, it would take a long time. However, Guan Kuo used his current strength to cast Cangliu retrograde, as if he was flowing with clouds, and while killing seven or eight people, his form was faint, and he broke through in just a few moments.

Guan Kuo was a little angry.

In the past, when he just came back from Northern Xinjiang, these old guys relied on their huge power, and they all thought that they were made of mud, and they could pinch it as much as they wanted, and then until now, this old guy still wants to control his own destiny!

The dragon, which was still roaring, seemed to be a little more sober with a strong murderous aura.

The kind of "qi" exuded by Guan Kuo overrode him, oppressed him, and represented the anger of the other party.

The dragon couldn't help but take a few steps back, and at the same time roared a little angrily, "No...... No way! The old man has so many elites, he can't stop a little brute, it's impossible!! ”

Then he immediately realized the danger and ordered: "Stop him!" ”

As he spoke, he began to turn and run.

Taking people's money and eliminating disasters for others is the quality of a person who has blood on the edge of the knife, even if he is facing death.

Long and the people he summoned are all traitors who are not afraid of death, and their families can get the rest of their lives safe and sound, so in other words, Long and He bought their lives, even if their lives are in danger, they will not back down.

At that moment, someone shouted and volleyed down with a knife, and more people behind pursued him one after another.

Seeing Long Jihe preparing to escape, a trace of anger flashed in Guan Kuo's eyes.

He didn't look at it, but raised his knife back.

"Poof—"

Before the man's knife could slash his head, he saw the blood penetrate his chest, and with a look of disbelief, he hung his head weakly.

And Guan Kuo "brushed" the knife back, leaving an afterimage in the same place, and when the breath spread, he swept through a mansion gate, flashed several times, and appeared behind Long Jihe.

And in front of Long and He, the new son Long Aotian rolled all the way and went away, he was even less courageous, and he didn't have the determination to fight against Guan Kuo, when he saw that the situation was not good, he looked at Long and didn't pay attention, so he ran away first.

Long Jihe felt the smell of blood coming from behind, and with a strange cry, he subconsciously hugged his head and shrank back.

But it was clear that Guan Kuo didn't have the intention of cutting off his head, but swept a knife towards his legs.

The screams pierced the howling sound of the cold wind, and it was terrifying on this relatively quiet long street.

The dragon with his broken legs twitched on the ground, and his face quickly turned pale.

Blood gushed out from the breach, like a flood bursting its banks.

In the expectation of Long Jihe, there is no such scene, absolutely none.

At this moment, the madness on his face disappeared, replaced by the fear of death.

His mind kept coming up with the scene when his son Long Fei died, but he didn't expect that it would be his turn in a blink of an eye.

The pain made sweat permeate his forehead, and his eyes saw his own blood flowing in the snow, and then steaming white mist from the degree.

Venus danced in front of his eyes, and he felt like he was about to pass out.

He vaguely saw Guan Kuo coming over with a knife.

"Don't ...... Don't kill me......"

At this moment, his psychology completely collapsed, and although he almost fainted from the pain, Guan Kuo's killing intent was still stimulating him, making him try to stay awake as much as possible, he was afraid that he would never wake up again once he fainted.

"Give me a reason not to kill you." Guan Kuo squatted down and approached him.

The man behind shouted and attacked, his form remained still, but his hands, including the knife in his hand, moved.

The blood flashed red light one after another, like red practice dancing in the air.

One corpse after another fell, and no one could really get close to him, and soon there was a stack there.

All this fell into the eyes of Long Jihe, giving him a long-lasting nightmare.

It immediately dawned on him that no one could save him unless he found a reason for Guan Kuo not to kill him, and before he bled to death.

"I ...... I didn't kill your butler...... Anyone ......," he said with a twitch, his face pale.

That does sound like a good reason.

He hadn't killed anyone about the housekeeper, so Guan Kuo shouldn't have killed anyone from his Long family, of course, including Long Jihe's son Long Fei.

"That's right, but you just haven't killed it, it's not that you haven't killed it, for example......" Guan Kuo paused, a cold glint flashed in his eyes, "Come and kill me......"

Long Jihe's pupils constricted, and he felt a greater killing intent envelop his whole body, enveloping him.

He began to regret it, and it was a very painful, very painful regret.

He just saw the fall of the Guanfu at the beginning, and then fell into the ground, that is the most natural mentality of those in power, whether it is him, Xu Jingyi, or any other old fox with brains, will do this, this is the right thing for them, it is understandable.

Just such a "natural" thing buried their entire Long family.

His only son, Long Fei, died, and then he was about to die, and the Long family was completely destroyed.

He originally had a lot of opportunities to redeem it, such as not doing it on the day of the bloody night in Chang'an, for example, not sending someone to assassinate Guan Kuo in the prison, for example, not taking the lead today.

It was possible to save his life, but he did it one after another, and he did it all, and in the end he died.

He watched in horror as Qin Kill fell, his body trembling continuously, followed by another sharp pain, and finally he convulsed a few times, and then stopped moving.

In the battle between Tang and Wu, Long and Long, who always did not fall, died like this, just as the cunning and all-powerful Xu Jingyi would also die, and it was as incredible as Li Zenan would surrender.

But he did die after all, both father and son died under Guan Kuo's sword, under their own stupidity.

There were only a dozen or so strong people left with Long Jihe, and the long street was full of corpses and blood red, between the moonlight and the snow, which was shocking.

Now it is completely pointless to fight against Guan Kuo or even send him to death, and the will to fight of these people is really completely collapsed at this moment, and they leave in a panic.

The long street was quiet, but the screams and shouts of killing in the distance grew louder.

He walked alone on the long lifeless street with two knives, and his mind calmed down from the excitement and tension he had before.

Everything around seemed to become clear, and the whole person reined in momentum and became so ordinary.

When he came to the corner of an alley, he paused.

He lowered his head to the side, only to see Long Jihe's new son, Long Aotian, lying in the snow, his forehead was broken, blood was flowing, and he looked like he had passed out.

This guy was originally a sturdy young man, but since he came to Longfu, he has repeatedly made himself "fine" exhausted, and finally lost weight into a human dry, for more than a year, he has been weak and windless, and now such a bad weather, he was originally a little uncomfortable, and was frightened just now, and he was exhausted, and then he probably ran into a panic when he ran away, and he completely stopped cooking.

Guan Kuo knew that in this snowy land, if no one rescued him, Long Aotian would definitely die after another stick of incense.

But he had no intention of killing the other party right away, nor did he plan to save the other party, he just looked away and continued to walk forward.

He felt that Long Aotian had experienced such violent ups and downs, and he had also done a lot of hurtful things after becoming Long and his new son, so it was also an excellent choice to "pass" in such a daze.

After solving the roadblock, he is closer to the palace.

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