"Ze'er, the queen mother wants you to remember. Are you a gentleman or a minister, no matter what happens? This will never change. After speaking, he waved his hand and motioned for the prince to step back. She was tired, but when she thought of the emperor's gray-blue face. I can't help but be a little excited, it's coming, it's almost over!

Tonight is destined to be extraordinary. With everything that Feng Feiyang finally arranged in the garden, looking at the people who were full of battle spirit and gearing up, their eyes were full of joy.

"Tonight's battle, no matter how it ends. I hope you will save your lives. That's me, the only request. Feng Feiyang's cold voice echoed in everyone's hearts for a long time, lingering.

The moon stars are scarce, and the breeze is cool.

The vast Shangdu is reflected in a watery night, except for the 'rustling' sound of the leaves blown by the wind, there are many black-clothed people who flock to the garden in the south of the city from all directions. It added a lot of terrible fear to this quiet night.

Tonight, it is destined to be a river of blood.

Youqin Xiu, who was dressed in a black night suit, was very depressed in his heart, and asked his subordinates beside him in a low voice.

"Wine song, why did grandfather agree to my aunt's proposal? As soon as these 3,000 dead soldiers came out, the little garden was not poured into nothing. Is this a big fuss? He never understood why his grandfather was so timid. Isn't it just a baseless little maid? Even if she is Princess Kang, how much wind and waves can she stir up?

The man in black was silent for a long time, and the terrible scene lingered in his mind. In an instant, the ancient tree house was turned to ashes, can these 3,000 dead soldiers do it? For a long time, the hoarse voice said slowly!

"Childe, the master is insightful. If this woman is not removed, the future will be endless. ”

The night breeze is cool, and the shadows in the grove three miles away from the garden appear and disappear like ghosts. Yuqin Xiu blended into the darkness of the night, pondering carefully the words of the leader of the drinking songs. If this little girl is really as the queen's aunt said, she is a demon. So, is it enough for him to have all the dead soldiers of the pianist to take her?

Dressed in silver armor, Le Zheng Haoyue, who was murderous, carried a silver spear and led the twenty-one iron cavalry and five hundred guards of Prince Yi's mansion, hidden in the periphery of the garden. As long as there is a move by the dead soldiers of the qin family, they will outflank and kill Suiyuan from abroad, and Feng Laosan will come to the inside and outside to fight back and forth.

Feng Feiyang was dressed in a short blue dress, and his long hair was tightly tied on the top of his head with a silk silk. His delicate face was full of solemnity, and his eyes were staring at the flashing red dots on the display frequency, and he was a little nervous. This was the first time she had commanded a crowd to fight, for fear that something would be wrong and her life would be lost.

"Miss, the infrared has counted the number of the other party." Song Sheng wiped the sweat from his forehead and whispered in Feng Feiyang's ear. I was a little flustered! They are good for fighting alone, but now they have to face many dead soldiers. To be honest, if you don't use Miss's killing weapon, you have no chance of winning at all.

"How many?" Feng Feiyang said coldly. A pair of big clear eyes showed a little worry!

"Three thousand and twelve." There was no wave in Matsusheng's calm tone, and he looked at the many dead soldiers who were still in the monitoring area. I calculated how many times it would take to send them all back to their hometown. He knew better than anyone how terrible the dead were. If the mission fails, it is also a dead end. Therefore, in order to survive, they are fighting to the death, and they will hit with one blow.

"That's a lot of money. Matsusheng, how many of our men can participate in the war? Feng Feiyang's heart tightened. Three thousand dead soldiers, the queen seems to have made a bloody investment! Let's see who can have the last laugh?

"Except for the old farmer who is biased into the big array and a hundred secret guards, there are only twenty-one people in our garden who can fight." Matsuyo's heart was broken. Three thousand people to one hundred and twenty people, the disparity is huge, not ordinarily large. Even if the other party stands still, the knife will be rolled up after the slashing is finished. Not to mention a dead soldier with strong kung fu?

Feng Feiyang calculated silently in his heart. Three thousand to one hundred and two, one person has twenty-five opponents.

"One to twenty-five." Feng Feiyang's cold noise was calm and waveless, and he had made up his mind in his heart.

In the palace, when the emperor received the news of Long Wei, he was so angry that the blue tendons on his forehead jumped suddenly. swept towards the dragon case, and the thick music on the 'boom' case was scattered all over the ground. The old eunuch guarding the door was taken aback, what is the emperor? Want to push the door and wait around, but afraid that going in will add fuel to the fire?

The moon is in the middle of the sky, and the wind is surging. It was a bright half-moon but the light was obscured by the clouds, and the grove outside the village was filled with a heavy layer of evil qi. Three thousand long knives shimmered with dazzling silver light in the hazy night, as if they were in hell. The cold wind blew, making people shudder and timid.

"Matsuyu, prepare." Feng Feiyang, who was staring at the monitoring frequency, let out a loud sigh, and must kill a group of people before the enemy disperses. If it is dispersed into individual soldiers, it will not be easy to bomb.

"The hour has come, let's go." Youqin Xiujin used his internal force to let out a low sigh, drew out the long sword with his diagonal back and jumped up.

Suddenly, the moonlight changed dramatically, and the wind rose violently. The originally dark and hazy grove was suddenly shrouded in a dazzling white pillar of light. In an instant, the bodies of the black-clothed dead men covered by the light cracked inch by inch and turned into ashes. By a great suction, the ground dissipated like sand in the pillar of light and disappeared.

It all came so quickly and so suddenly, and death came so easily!

"Ahhh~~ There are monsters! Son. A terrible and frightened voice resounded throughout the grove. Pillars of light falling from the sky swept through the grove with a wild 'hula' sound. The big and small trees were uprooted, and the men in black all rolled, screaming and rising and dissipating in the pillars of light.

Youqin Xiu used tens of millions of pendants violently to stabilize his shaky body. When I looked back and saw this earth-shattering and appalling scene, my heart sank to the bottom. Their three thousand dead soldiers are not fart in the eyes of any little girl! Die before you get out of school!

There is a family of pianos in danger, in danger.

"Wine songs, wine songs. All the dead obeyed the order and dispersed. Kill~~" Youqin Xiu knew that his whereabouts had been discovered, and made personnel formation adjustments in time. roared, his eyes gushed with raging anger, layers of murderous aura burst out from his body, and he raised his sword to kill Suiyuan. At this moment, it dawned on him how much his grandfather and aunt the queen had seen, but it was a pity! It's too late to wake up!

The remaining dead soldiers who were so frightened that they saw the roar and slaughtered towards Suiyuan in unison.

The night wind is bleak and the moon is dim.

The sword light and sword shadow were churning and surging, and the thick murderous intent in the hearts of the dead soldiers erupted out.

As soon as the killing machine moved, the world was turned upside down, and the dragon and snake changed color from the land to the earth.

"Miss, there are a thousand and fifty dead left." Matsuyu yelled. Drawing out the curved blade knife and flying away, even if the enemy died two out of three, it would still be difficult for the people of Suiyuan One Hundred and Ten to deal with it. I wonder if the owner of the flower house can come to support? Does Lord Wang, do you know that Miss is in trouble?

The hundred guards in the 'Killing Array' on the periphery of the garden were waiting under the command of Elder Yun San. On the high platform, Elder Yun Er, Yun Mubai, Qi Ada, Qi Xiaodie, and Duanmu Jingxuan stood at the eye of the formation, ready to make a sharp blade in the changing formation. The old owner and Cheng Mu guarded the beginning and the end, and Songsheng's shadow group specialized in using the gaps in the formation to kill the enemy.

"Kill~~~" shouted and shook the mountain. The barking of the dogs in the village stopped abruptly, and the old housekeeper and the old village chief led the villagers to turn off the lights, holding kitchen knives and sticks to close the door, and listened intently to the sound of weapons colliding and screaming in the direction of Suiyuan.

The pressure of more than a thousand dead soldiers is like a mountain, murderous like the wind, and anger is like violence, which is mixed with a dead air of those who oppose me and die rushing towards the big array.

Feng Feiyang was dressed in short trousers, and led the four girls to take the lead in rushing towards the black-clothed dead man. The ion gun in his right hand swept away the leaves like a strong wind, and in his left hand, he held a Mitsubishi Army stab like a tiger into a wolf pack, rushing and attacking.

Everywhere she passed, the light was bright, and no one could resist the incomparable ion gun, broken swords and broken knives fell all over the ground, broken arms and stumps were thrown in the air, rolling blood waves sprayed in the air, blood splashed, blood mist fluttered, and the heavy and pungent smell of blood was disgusting.

Hidden in the southeast direction of Suiyuan, Le Zheng Haoyue saw that the time had come. He raised the silver spear in his hand and roared, and the men and horses disappeared into the bleak night like lightning.

Twenty-one iron horses' hooves sounded. 'Stampede' frightened countless birds in the silent night, and five hundred guards rushed to Suiyuan with swords. The second son can be said, kill one person and reward one hundred silver. For them, whose monthly salary is only two taels of silver, it is undoubtedly a huge amount of money.

On the official road leading to Shangdu, dozens of horses galloped in the silent night moon. It's like a ghost shuttling through the dark night, which makes people feel creepy.

"Lord, the horse is dying." The silver kite roared against the wind. As soon as he finished speaking, the horse that stepped down raised its head and neighed, and then fell down with a bang.

"Two people ride together, speed up." A low, anxious, hoarse voice sounded in the wind. At this time, King Kang hated to fly into Suiyuan with wings, three thousand dead soldiers? How will his Feng'er deal with it?

The boiling blood outside the garden soaked the land, and the blood mist filled the air, like hell on earth.

A row of old men with white hair squatting on the branches of a large tree had a 'tsk' sound in their mouths.

"Elder Ba, you have good eyes. What's wrong with that girl? What kind of path did she make? Why can't God see clearly? The thirteenth uncle stroked the long hair on his chest, and his eyes were full of dazzling eyes. The girl moves quickly and shoots as fast as lightning. He, old eyes are dizzy, and he can't see clearly.

"Don't worry, hall master, we're worried. This girl is ruthless! You won't be able to die for a while. The slap said. He has lived for almost a hundred years, what kind of killing has not been experienced? But tonight, this girl fought against ten times the enemy with a hundred, and her courage was invincible. How many people can there be in the world with this kind of courage?

This person, if he cannot be used by the royal family. I'd rather get rid of her, it's too dangerous.

A slaughter ended in the darkness of the night. Hundreds of corpses of black-clothed people lay in front of the gate of the garden, and the strong smell of blood came to the nostrils.

Before dawn, King Kang got rid of the last assassinations and ran to the gate of Suiyuan with scars all over his body. What caught my eye was the blood mixed with white brains all over the ground, and there were stumps and broken bones, which was terrible to see. His heart sank to the bottom, his hands and feet were cold, his body was weak, and he could barely stand.

After a long while, Fang calmed down a little, and walked inward slowly, but suddenly he was not paying attention, and a spherical thing was mixed under his feet, and the object rolled out three or four feet before stopping. King Kang looked at it fixedly, and almost exclaimed, what kind of ball was it, it was actually the head of a middle-aged man. To his shock, from the skull, it turned out to be a head with purple hair exposed, with round eyes, eyeballs almost protruding from their sockets, and a face full of horror.

"Feng'er Feng'er" King Kang faced such a tragic scene, his heart and gall were broken, and he endured the pain of tearing his heart, muttering to himself. A line of blood-colored tears flowed from the corners of his eyes, and he staggered and walked step by step on the bluestone that had already been dyed red with blood, and the gate of Suiyuan was as silent as death. Heartache is so bad that I can't breathe, Feng'er, Feng'er......