"Yu Zhangmen, this Wind and Thunder Sword Formation of your Shushan Sword Sect has really been harmed, but it's a pity that at the last moment, he was allowed to escape, alas, what a pity, what should we do next, I hope that Yu Zhangmen will have an idea......"!

Zhang Shicheng, the Heavenly Master of Longhu Mountain, who was full of excitement, walked towards Yu Wusu with a little regret and performed Taoist etiquette, and quickly talked about what they did next.

"Hmph, Zhang Daoyou is too worried, this person has been seriously injured under the attack of my sword array, he can't run far, Tianjing is so big, if he has the heart to hide his tracks, it is difficult to find him with our manpower alone, now, we are waiting here, let the state send a large number of military soldiers and police forces, and carry out a net-like search in the entire Tianjing, I don't believe that I can't find him, tell those who are in charge of searching, as soon as there is news, immediately notify us by phone, although this person has been seriously injured, But it is still very dangerous, let them be careful, and after discovering the other party, don't make any rash moves......"!

With this sentence of no help, the state side immediately launched a series of actions, although the head of state was unconscious, but the cabinet ministers were still very cooperative, only to see a large number of police and soldiers from the Tianjing Military Region, in the entire Tianjing, divided into groups of search teams, next to the entire Tianjing City, began a meticulous and rigorous search.

At the same time that these soldiers began to carefully search door to door, street by street, not far from the west of Tianjing, on a highway from Chang'an City to Tianjing, in a luxury car worth millions, a ghost dressed in Tang costumes, was sitting on the back seat shaking his head and listening to the songs played in the car, the human slaughter sword in his hand, which was now only a foot long, was coldly resting on the neck of a young man who looked to be a rich second generation in the front driver's seat. Regardless of the other party's pale face, frightened and trembling teeth, he reprimanded the other party from time to time, and told the other party to hurry up, the sooner the better, he wanted to rush to Tianjing in a hurry to get rid of Liu Bang, the shameless traitor who single-handedly destroyed the Great Qin Empire and created the Han Dynasty.

And on a mountain about two or three hundred kilometers in front of this car, Xiang Yu, the overlord of Western Chu, who was carrying a nine-day thunder knife more than one person high and wearing a big red cloak, was hunting behind him. Ze was speeding through the air with anger on his face, and all he had to do was to go to Tianjing to find Liu Bang and kill this ruffian-like guy who was a latecomer.

Everyone was looking for Liu Bang like crazy, and at this time, where was Liu Bang, who had been injured by Yanzhòng, now?

Coal Mountain, now called Jingshan, is located in Jingshan Park in Tianjing City, above Jingshan at this time. An uninvited guest flew quickly, and this uninvited guest needless to say was Liu Bang, who was seriously injured by the wind and thunder sword array laid by the head of the Shushan Sword Sect in the palace of King Gong.

This Liu Bang looked anxious at this time. Thinking of him Liu Bang, since his debut, he has first wandered the rivers and lakes and traveled in China. Later, he opposed the Qin Emperor and raised the banner of righteousness, and his subordinates fought more and more. The strength became stronger and stronger, and even his cultivation finally broke through to the ranks of the top masters in a big battle with Xiang Yu, and became one of the few masters in the comic world of the Legend of the Son of Heaven. Now, I didn't expect that after I came to this strange world inexplicably, I would suffer such a big loss, and I didn't expect that among those warlocks, there was a great master with profound cultivation, and under the sword array placed by the other party, he was accidentally injured and almost took half of his life.

Although Liu Bang has the destiny of the Son of Heaven and has the breath of the true dragon Son of Heaven, but, in the battle just now, the dragon qi was scattered, most of the true yuan was exhausted, and the back of his chest and the root of his right leg were all slashed by the giant sword, although the wound has now been scarred, but the strong sense of pain and powerlessness still disturbs him all the time, so that he can no longer maintain it, with the Chixiao Heavenly Sword fell from the sky, and fell straight to the side of an old locust tree chained in the middle of the mountain in this Jingshan Park.

"Ming Sizong was martyred, the towering Jingshan was connected to the smoke tree, and the emperor's soul was sad and cried guilty. At the end of Ding, the inner city fell, the emperor collapsed in the Wansui Mountain, Wang Chengen died, and the imperial book was clothed: I bowed to Liangde, and thousands of heavens were to blame, but all the ministers were mistaken. I die facelessly......"!

Liu Bang fell weakly next to this old locust tree, barely supported his weak body with Chixiao, stared blankly at a stone tablet in front of the old locust tree in front of him, where he gently recited the words on the stone tablet, his eyes were full of feelings, and he dragged his heavy body slowly to the side of the old locust tree, where he slowly touched the locust tree that was already half dead, and there were tears flashing in his eyes.

"Hahahaha, I didn't expect this to be the place where the last emperor of a generation of dynasties was martyred, is this my fate, God, are you showing me that Liu Bang will end up with the same tragic fate as this Ming Sizong? God, are you playing with me? Since you let me have the breath of this true dragon son, why do you treat me so cruelly, I am unwilling, I Liu Bang is unwilling? I didn't succeed in my great cause, more than ten years of hard work once came to nothing, I didn't expect that in the end, I would be in the middle of it, wandering away, hurried like a lost dog, anxious like a fish that slipped through the net, this, heaven is unfair, heaven is unfair, ......"!

With a bang, on the part of the old locust tree that Liu Bang was touching, a large red rainbow light suddenly rose, and I saw a sad man's voice shouting loudly.

"Heaven is unfair, since I ascended the throne, conscientious, hard work, never dared to have half a point of slackness, but also diligent in political affairs, frugal life, even under the six sins have been edicted, pray that God will give me a way to live, but how the sky treats me, years of natural disasters and man-made disasters, internal and external troubles, causing the people to live poorly, the country is turbulent, I have lost my country, I have no face to see the ancestors and ancestors, I Zhu Youzhen is unwilling......"!

The red light spread out, revealing a tragic scene in front of Liu Bang, only to see that in the red light, there was a man in a red robe, staggering, with a sad face under the locust tree in front of him, after bowing three times in a certain direction, he stretched out his hand and spread his long hair, and tied a long ribbon on the tree. Under the service of an elderly eunuch beside him, he stretched his neck into the ring of ribbons, stretched out his legs and kicked the stones under his feet, and then, after a few weak struggles, he never moved again.

This strange scene, as if it was a movie, was played there, and the red light of the signature book slowly converged in the middle of the air, and gradually, the whole red light gathered together, turning into a dragon with a faint shadow about a meter long. He kept nodding his head towards Liu Bang there, and let out a mournful sound from time to time.

"Forget it, it turns out that you want to help me, I understand your kindness, but the Ming Dynasty to which you belong has fallen, and a dynasty that has perished, it is already very good to be able to accumulate this dragon qi, but unfortunately for the injuries I have suffered, I want to recover. Relying on your little dragon energy alone, it is impossible to restore fù, and if you want to awaken and restore the dragon qi power in the body of this king, I am afraid that you will have ten times more. It's just a drop in the bucket, and it's useless, hehe, I've already heard the movements of the sergeants who came to search for this king. It seems that those warlocks will not let go of this king, Ming Sizong, right? Soon, I'm afraid I'm going to go down to accompany you, hahahahaha......"!

Liu Bang stood with the sword in his right hand, stretched out his left hand lightly, gently touched the faint blood-colored dragon qi in the air, and said frustrating words that he had never said before, and his eyes no longer had the same brilliance as before, and he became a little decadent, looking like he was at the end of the road.

Who knows, after hearing Liu Bang's words, the blood-red divine dragon raised its head to the sky and let out a long dragon groan, only to see a faint fluctuation spread out, and it could be heard in the entire Tianjing City for a while.

At the same time that the dragon roared, in an ordinary school in China, an old and old history teacher was there with a sad face explaining the history of the late Ming Dynasty to the students below.

"The Ming Dynasty is one of the most righteous dynasties in the history of our country, and their throne was taken back from the hands of the ferocious Mongolian foreigners, because his founding emperor came from the people, so since the Ming Dynasty, the punishment of corrupt officials and corrupt history is also the most fierce in all dynasties, the emperors behind the Ming Dynasty, they may be stupid, or they may be deceived by others, or they may be bent on seeking the Tao and ignoring political affairs, or they may be greedy for play, and have other desires, but I have to say that the final Ming generation, The people of their old Zhu family have always adhered to the bloody nature of the founding ancestor, treated foreign enemies, and maintained the iron-like hardness of their old Zhu family until their death, and adhered to the legacy of Taizu: no ministers, no tribute, no harmony, no compensation, no land, the Son of Heaven guards the country, and the king dies! It can be said that there is no China after Yashan, and there is no Chinese ...... after the Ming Dynasty"!

With the teacher's voice, I saw that from the bodies of those students, clusters of yellow light quickly poured out, and they flew quickly in the direction of Tianjing Coal Mountain.

"Eighty days with allegiance, the table Taizu 17 Dynasty figures, 100,000 people with one heart to die, stay in the Ming Dynasty 300 miles of rivers and mountains, here is the Jiangyin of the Ming Dynasty, in the last years of the Ming Dynasty, there was a major event here, in 1645 Jiangyin descended to the Qing Dynasty, Qingzhi County Fang Heng succeeded, and issued a shaving order according to the rules. Fang Heng asked the scribe to write the government text into a notice and post it, and when the scribe wrote this sentence, he was filled with indignation, threw the pen on the ground and said: "Just die...... "!

The news soon spread throughout the city, the people's sentiment was boiling, on the second day of the first month, Fang Heng was captured, the Qing cha was killed, and Yan Yingyuan was elected as the commander, the whole city was against the Qing Dynasty, and the bloody battle was 81 days, killing more than 75,000 Tatars, including three princes and eighteen generals. The three generals and three thousand thieves were burned, and the Qing army had to hang their filial piety. On the day of the break, Yan Yingyuan committed suicide by throwing several arrows into the water, and was pulled out of the water by the Qing soldiers and stabbed his tibia to make him kneel. According to some statistics, more than 97,000 people were slaughtered in the small city of Jiangyin, and more than 75,000 people were killed outside the city. When Yan Yingyuan was defeated, he inscribed the poem I recited above in blood on the city wall......"!

In Tongzhou, not far from Tianjing, a young and beautiful female tour guide was there in a low tone, carefully recounting the tragic and fierce scene that happened to the tourists around her, and at the same time as she said these deeds, she saw a cloud of red light flying out of the bodies of those tourists, and quickly flew in the direction of Tianjing City. (To be continued......)