Just when Song Jiayi was stuck in Fu Wutao, Fu Wuzhu and Fu Wuli screamed.

A black hairball jumped into Fu Wuzhu's arms, it was the fox that Wen Qi gave her.

The black fox has soft fur and she loves it very much.

Holding the hair ball and lifting it over the top, blocking the scene ahead, I was not afraid.

I couldn't help but want to look at it, and saw the small body of the second brother blocking the front from between my fingers.

Fu Wuli's small figure was trembling.

Fu Wuzhu walked around to the second brother's eyes and stuffed Mao Tuanzi into his arms, "I'm not afraid to hold him." ”

Hearing the familiar voice, Fu Wuli's body was not trembling, he didn't pick up the hair ball, his little hand was on his sister's wrist, he didn't cry or make trouble, and pointed to the guard who fell in a pool of blood, "Sister, I'm not afraid."

In a moment, we will be like those who have fallen.

What is there to fear, they will die, we are the same, someone to accompany me, I am not afraid.

I am a man, and my father said that no matter how hard the pain is, I must be awake.

So, I would like to, and I want to open my eyes to this last thing. ”

In a few words, Fu Wuzhu, who was a little adult, burst into tears, and stood side by side with Fu Wuli, folding his hands on his hands, and the little fox was on Fu Wuzhu's shoulder.

Xiao Wuzhu's voice, "You are a man, Sister Ah knows, Sister Ah always knows, we die together, Sister Ah will accompany you." ”

Looking at everything around him, Liu Yu's eyes were sour under the black scarf, "The prince will die today!" ”

Song Jiayi smiled in her eyes, holding Fu Wutao in her arms in front of Fu Zhou.

...

"Poof", the sound of a halberd piercing flesh.

Liu Yu gritted his teeth and stabbed several halberds in a row.

Fu Wutao cried twice, his voice gradually weakened, and tears dripped from the corners of his eyes... The crying stopped, and Song Jiayi tilted her head...

Pulling out the halberd, Liu Yu's cold eyes swept over Fu Wuzhu, Fu Wuli...

Nurse Liu pulled a pair of siblings to the back and protected them with their bodies.

A small head poked out from behind him, it was Fu Wuzhu, and the hair ball in his arms was thrown out of the window, "Run for your life." ”

Pick up the sword left behind by your father on the ground and stab it forward...

Mother Liu's pupils dilated, and she shouted, "Lord Suxuan, you, come back..."

It's the sound of a halberd stabbing ** again.

In a sprint, the person has rushed to Nurse Liu's side, and then the halberd... Fu Wuli actually had a short handful in his hand.

The black and white eyes no longer see the starlight, and the education of his father, he remembers, but he doesn't need it anymore, and his little hands hang down.

...

With a muffled snort, Liu Yu pulled out the short piece in his chest, dyed his fingers red, tore off the cloth, and tied it to the wound.

The corners of his lips were bleeding, but he smiled bitterly, "If it is King Zhuang, ten years later, it will be... It's a pity. ”

...

When Wen Qi rushed to the main house with Wang Qian's guards, this was the scene in front of him.

Under an order, Wang Qian's people and Liu Yu and others fought together.

...

The 5,000 soldiers brought by Liu Yu have been fighting with the 2,000 soldiers of King Zhuang for a long time, and the soldiers are tired.

Although Wen Qi's soldiers were few, their morale was very high, they were all strong, and they were complemented by formations, but Liu Yu fell behind.

Defeated and retreating, Liu Yu sweated on his forehead, looked back at the mess in the main house, looked at the corpse nailed to the wall again, whistled, the people in black gathered together, a few sprints, retreated to the door, fled to five miles away, counted the number of people, and the lives left in Zhuangwang's Mansion amounted to 3,000 people.

The 2,000 people in his hands are undoubtedly strong crossbow soldiers, so they have to find the master first and then think about it in the long run.

...

Looking at the figure of the thief fleeing, Wen Qi stepped in to stop it, "No need to chase, we have more important things." ”

...

Looking around, the walls of the house were splashed with blood, and there was no sound in the flesh and blood after the fight, and the breath of death could not be blown away in the dead space.

Taking a step, falling a step, looking at the man nailed to the wall, Wen Qi stepped forward, his eyes bloodshot.

The man on the wall was his brother, his favorite brother, who regarded him as an elder and muttered, "Ah Chun, Qi is afraid, the person who has always protected you...

And you're still ... But I can come back to see him one last time.

I'm afraid I'll let you down. ”

The foot passed by, leaving deep footprints, and the blood solidified into a deep red, and she fell, her hand falling on the corpse of a man, staining her hand red.

Wang Qian walked over and supported Wen Qi, who was pale, with his head very low and didn't say anything.

Stroking his hand away, he stood up again, and walked forward step by step.

"Puff puff puff", a kneeling sound, it was all the guards around him, and his head touched the ground deeply.

His feet were filled with lead and he couldn't lift them, and a phantom appeared in front of Wen Qi's eyes, and the skin and flesh seemed to be separated, and he seemed to be invisible.

You, King Zhuang, do you know? You just have to hold on a little longer... The world needs you, and that Fu Jun is a devil.

A devil with an uncertain temperament and tyranny as he pleases.

Such a person has no bottom line, Sheng Yan is in his hands, can you rest assured?

And Fu Chun, your compatriot, without you, with Fu Chun's temperament, is he his opponent?

Ah Chun still depends on you, do you know that no matter your family and country, you still have responsibilities, and you just leave it alone?

The hair dumplings on the ground squirmed, Wen Qi walked over, and the little fox was licking the blood stains, revealing a pair of beautiful faces, which was Fu Wuzhu, the lord of Suxuan County.

The hand touched forward, the cold **, the fingers that were so cold that they touched it were trembling.

She, a little child, had a long sword in her hand and her hands were covered in blood.

That sweet-looking, lively and playful little girl.

In my memory, Rui Wangfu, the jumping and naughty shadow seemed to be shaking in front of me.

The little girl who only had one side but helped Shen Mansion.

Goodbye her, prepared a lot of words, but no one listened.

He muttered in his mouth, "Little Azhu", and held her in his arms, which was cold to the bone.

The right cheek was pressed against her cheek, and tears dripped from it, "Little Azhu..."

There is also a pair of small hands on Fu Wuzhu's wrist, it is Fu Wuli, the flesh and blood are blurred...

Wen Qi's soul on the ground was detached from the cerebral cortex and was not rotating, and after a long time, he whimpered and cried.

...

Mao Tuanzi jumped into Wen Qi's arms.

Its head was buried deep in its hair, and its shoulders shook, but it didn't make a sound.

The guards kneeling on the ground did not dare to speak.

...

After a long time, Wen Qi stood up, Mao Tuanzi was handed over to others, and he stumbled and fell several times...

I rubbed a bloody stain on my clothes, put my hand on the wall, and stood up again... Pulled out the halberd inserted in the woman's abdomen and caught the woman's body.

Wen Qi was slightly stunned, her body was cold, Wen Qi's hand trembled, stretched out her fingers and slowly moved down the tip of the woman's nose, there was still breathing, Wen Qi cried, "Come on, Princess Zhuang is still alive, now immediately clean up a clean room and carry the princess in..."

Princess Zhuang has two halberds on her chest and one halberd on her abdomen, which can be deviated from the point.

As soon as these words came out, the guards around him were happy, and Wang Qiandian began to be busy with work.

...

Stretched out his trembling hand and went to explore the man's breath behind Song Jiayi, as if there was nothing, on the pulse, and shed tears, King Zhuang... Fate.

frowned again, but his injuries were worse than the woman's.

Wen Qi is no longer sad, as long as he is 30% sure, he must go all out.

A man and a woman were placed on stretchers.

The man's chest was stained with blood, and he was hit by five swords in his chest.

The thief should have been in a very chaotic mood at that time, and he made up a few knives, otherwise, it would be dangerous.

Feed the two pills.

...

Wang Qian walked over, "Childe, I was in a hurry at that time, I was afraid that the thief would come back and check the life and death of the prince."

Now that they have made it clear, they will not be afraid of anything.

Even if he comes out of the nest, he will kill Zhuang again

Wang fu.

What now? ”

This reminded Wen Qi.

The blood stains dried on his clothes, and his hands clenched, "It is necessary to protect the Zhuang Wangfu", Wen Qi's firm voice.

"Yes, Childe."

Wen Qi instructed, "Close the gate of the palace, gather the remaining remnants of the Zhuang Wangfu, and guard the front and back doors of the Zhuang Wangfu." ”

After thinking about it again, there are too few soldiers in the palace now, and King Zhuang's injuries are too serious to be transferred, "All combustible things are dipped in butter and draped on the wall, and if there are enemies, there will be no mercy!" ”

"Yes, Childe!"

...

Liu Yuyu's 2,000 people came to the Qinzheng Hall through the bloody and murderous aura of Zhengyang Gate, and saw a person in a bright yellow costume lying quietly on the couch, and on the edge of the collapse was a graceful and noble woman, describing mourning and staring at the person on the bed.

Liu Yu was slightly nervous, knelt in front of the collapse, and stammered, "Meet the queen." ”

Zheng Yitong turned his head mechanically, glanced at the man kneeling on the ground, and turned his head again.

Liu Yu took off his scarf, knelt down and stepped forward, "Niangniang, don't be afraid, I am His Royal Highness's person..."

Before Liu Yu finished speaking, the woman's cold voice, "Really?" Go away, don't bother Hongu. ”

...

Liu Yu stumbled out of the Qinzheng Palace, and caught a chamberlain hiding in the corner in the palace, "Where is the Third Highness?" ”

The chamberlain knelt on the ground and cried, "Spare your life, it's not about the slave." ”

"Let me ask you, where is the Third Highness?"

Pointing to the east, "Xian, Xianyuan Palace!" ”

...

In the Xianyuan Palace, the blood and qi had been cleaned up, and Fu Jun took off his bloody clothes.

Outside the hall, the palace maid wiped the beads of sweat on her forehead, holding a tray, and clean clothes were placed in the tray, and the fish entered it, and her steps gradually stabilized.

Putong knelt on the ground, raised his plate over the top, and said in unison: "Please change your highness!" ”

Fu Jun rubbed the blood on his face and glanced at the eight women at his feet.

The women only felt that Mount Tai was overwhelmed, and like the winter ice and snow swept away, they all shrank back, their heads touched the ground and worshipped, the tray was placed on the ground in front of their heads, prostrate at Fu Jun's feet, and the sound of panting was inaudible.

Only one woman sat on her knees, still holding a tray in her hand, as if she could see nothing.

Fu Jun walked over, stroked the woman's chin, lifted her face, and nodded, "It's just you, come, change my clothes!" ”

"Yes!"

There are two sets of costumes in the tray, one set of bright yellow costumes and one set of four-clawed dragon pattern prince costumes.

The woman's small hand was raised, and the prince's costume was unfolded, and Fu Jun, who had his eyes slightly closed, raised his eyelids and glanced at the woman, "Why this set?" ”

"Slaves and maids are courageous, and the dragon's spirit is not in the clothes, but in the people."

Ying Ying smiled and bowed, "Long live my emperor, long live." ”

Fu Jun looked at the woman without panic, and nodded, "Although you are suspected of compliments, in one sentence, you are very right."

The dragon coat is not on the clothes, but on the people.

Those who hold heavy treasures should be more comfortable.

It's me cramped, and I won't be in the future! ”

Woman goodbye, "Long live"

Fu Jun glanced at the woman, "Get up!" In the future, you will live in the Xianyuan Palace, what is your name? ”

The woman's body trembled, fleeting, and said goodbye, "Slave Zhu Yudan." ”

...

When he was changing clothes, Liu Yu came in from outside, looked at the neatly dressed and bloodless man, and hurriedly bowed, "Meet Your Highness!" ”

Hearing the sound, Fu Jun looked up at Liu Yu, who was in the dust, "What's wrong?" ”

"No one in Zhuangwang's Mansion is alive!"

When all the women heard this, their bodies trembled.

The long sword in his waist was pulled out, and a maid next to him had fallen in a pool of blood, and beads of blood dripped down the cold shadow sword on the woman's body.

The woman's scalp was tight, and her body was tense.

Fu Jun's left hand clasped his fingers and stroked his forehead, and the Cold Shadow Sword was dripping with blood, rubbing against the corpse's clothes, "By my side, the most important thing is not to make a sound!" ”

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