King Yun's heart tightened.

With a relaxed and deferential smile on his face.

"It's a surprise for Your Majesty, and when the Dharma is over, the minister will dedicate it to Your Majesty, now, and let the minister sell it first."

King Yun was like this, and the emperor took a deep look at the porcelain white jar.

He turned to the queen and whispered, "How can I see, the jar in King Yun's hand is so similar to the jar of pickled radishes in Concubine Rou's palace." ”

Empress......

I endured it, and I didn't laugh out loud.

As he spoke, Master Hongguang came with a team of novices.

The scene of the commotion was suddenly quiet.

Song Xi took advantage of this silence and quickly shouted, "The cow is strong!" ”

If you don't shout, you can't do it, she tried her best, and she didn't squeeze to Su Qing's side.

The people here are so strong!

Fortunately, Su Qing heard this voice.

Immediately looked into the crowd, his sharp gaze was like a falcon, but in the blink of an eye, he locked Song Xi in the crowd.

Su Qing frowned and shook his eyelids: What's the situation!

Song Xi immediately made an exaggerated gesture in the crowd.

He pointed at King Yun, pointed at Su Qing, and then wiped his neck, tilted his head, stuck out his tongue, and rolled his eyes.

King Yun wants to kill her?

Su Qingzheng understood what Song Xi meant, and Rong Heng next to him pulled Su Qing's robe, "Zhenguo Gong is here." ”

Su Qing was distracted, and then went to look for Song Xi in the crowd, but he couldn't find anyone.

What the hell!

muttered in his heart, and turned his head to look at Zhen Guogong.

As soon as Zhen Guogong appeared, he immediately attracted the originally calm crowd below and made a commotion.

Voices.

In the crowd, Song Xi was dizzy by a strong man behind him, knocked his elbow with one elbow, staggered a few steps, and was squeezed to the back by the suddenly sensational crowd.

jumped a few times, but didn't see Su Qing at the front.

"Did she understand it?" Muttering, Song Xi squatted under a tree and sighed.

After a few sighs, he got up.

"No, that stupid donkey, you may not be able to understand it! Really, it's not worrying anywhere! ”

Leaving a sentence, the petite body, like a tireless perpetual motion machine, struggled to squeeze into the crowd.

Zhen Guogong was escorted up by a prisoner van.

On the circular altar, the prisoner cart was firmly parked in the center.

In the midst of the boiling noise, Master Hongguang put his hands together and recited the scriptures devoutly in the direction of Zhen Guogong.

Zhen Guogong was locked up in the dark dungeon for a long time, and he came out all the way with a thick black cloth on his head.

Before going to the Dharma platform, the black cloth was torn off.

Suddenly caught up in the strong sunlight, and I only felt uncomfortable.

In his ears, the sound of commotion made him feel a little sick to his stomach.

Squatting in the prison car, a wry smile tugging at the corner of his mouth.

Once upon a time, it was here, in that Su Qing as a magic weapon, that he planned to completely ruin Su Qing's reputation.

As a result, the yin and yang made Su Qing a mistake.

From that time on, it seemed that every time he planned against Su Qing or Rong Heng, in the end, it was himself who suffered.

Squinting slightly, Zhen Guogong looked up at the sky.

Until now, he doesn't know whether the Queen Mother has been implicated because of this incident.

Madame told him that King Yun had promised to help.

But there was no splash at all.

Is it that King Yun hasn't entered Beijing yet?

Tilting his head and looking at the sunlight through the dense leaves, Zhen Guogong slowly opened his eyes little by little.

But the sun was still too dazzling, he couldn't help but turn his head to dodge, and then opened his eyes, and what came into his eyes was the face of King Yun.

Sitting in the viewing seat, looking at him.

A victor's face.

Zhen Guogong, who was originally calmly waiting for death, suddenly stirred up the stirring blood in his body and boiled.

Why!

The evil of the year was done by King Yun and him!

Even, it was the King of Cloud who instructed him to do it.

Why now, he wants to squat here, being played like a monkey, but King Yun is sitting high on the viewing platform.

If you want to say retribution, if you want to say that it is a curse, why not retribution King Yun!

Zhen Guogong has always felt that he has fallen to this point because of God's retribution.

Retribution: He had too many people's blood on his hands back then.

But this moment ......

Why!

It can be seen that it is not retribution from heaven, it is man-made!

Zhen Guogong in the prisoner car became excited, and his body, which was originally motionless, began to wave his hands fiercely.

With the rattle of chains.

The onlookers below only thought that Master Hongguang's method was effective, and began to be excited.

The king of clouds is like sitting on pins and needles.

Originally, killing Zhen Guogong and killing Su Qing were all implemented by Princess Yun.

Princess Yun is proficient in Miaojiang witchcraft and kills people invisibly.

But now, Princess Yun has not appeared.

The Cloud King is about to die in a hurry.

What the hell is going to do!

Just when King Yun was anxious, Master Hongguang suddenly waved his arms.

Suddenly, the originally noisy scene was stopped by the shocking sound of drums.

Drums beat together.

Boom!

Knock knock!

Knock knock!

Sonorous and powerful, the rhythm is clear.

It is the most commonly used drum beat in the barracks, which is used to inspire the soldiers, fight hard, and defend the motherland.

Song Xi, who was desperately squeezing in the crowd, couldn't help but stop his movements excitedly by the sound of the drums, stood in awe, and listened with his ears pricked up.

The nature of a soldier.

She couldn't resist the drumming.

With the sound of drums, the scene became quieter and quieter, and the sound of the drums became more and more agitated, as if every stroke could hit people's hearts.

About two cups of tea rang out.

The drums were falling.

"Kill!"

A hoarse and trembling shout burst out of his throat.

An old general, dressed in battle armor and riding a large horse, rushed up from the rear.

The fierce sound of horses' hooves stepped on the wide Dharma platform, and every time they stepped on it, it was like stepping on the tip of a person's heart.

The emperor clenched his fists and looked at the old general who rushed up.

So familiar.

The bottom of his eyes was swollen, his nose was sour, and he couldn't help it, so he stood up.

As soon as the emperor got up, countless courtiers followed suit.

The scene was solemn.

The old general on the horse rode his horse and galloped to the side of the altar, and stopped his horse.

"Soldiers of the Weiyuan Army, obey orders!"

His voice, powerful, hoarse and full of burning sensation.

Every word carries the momentum of rendering everything.

When the words fell, there was obviously no soldier's altar, and suddenly there was a earth-shaking shout.

"Yes!"

There is only one word, but you can feel that the person who responds is answering with life and all your strength.

"Nanliang and Beiyan have invaded my border, killed my people, and deceived my land, as hot-blooded men of the Great Xia Dynasty, can we bear it!"

The old general waved his sword and shouted loudly in the direction of the people.

"Can't! No! No! ”

Three times in a row, roaring, earth-shattering.

The earth trembled.

Some of the people began to weep when they heard the voice.

Song Xi stood there, tears streaming down his face.

Soldiers!

Regardless of dynasties!

Whether it is ancient or modern, forever, for the land under your feet and for the people behind you, you can fight desperately!