Chapter 8 Desperate Survival
The comb flew out of the window, arced through the air, broke through the rain curtain, and by chance, smashed on the head of a guard. The guard was stunned for a while, but it took a long time to come back to his senses, and when he looked at it, he found that it was a black comb, picked it up, put it in the front placket, and hurried out.
At this time, Zhu Jianxi outside the city couldn't find me for a while, and panicked.
"Zuo is suspicious of her, where did she go?" She looked outside the tent and couldn't help but worry, "This rectum won't ......" a spirit, she guessed something.
hurriedly ran out of the tent, but collided with the little tail, and because of inertia, they all fell backwards.
Before he had time to get up, Zhu Jianxi grabbed the cat and asked, "What about Ling Ran?" She was stunned for she saw that Little Tail's eyes were misty.
"It's all my ...... to blame" tears rushed out of his eyes, mixed with the rain.
"What's wrong! Tell me, what about Ling Ran? β
"She's dead! In order to prevent you from being suspicious, she went to kill ......"
Hearing this, Zhu Jianxi was full of remorse and anger, and she stood up hatefully: "I can't help myself!" β
"It's my fault!" The cat in his hand cried, "I thought it was ......"
"Don't say it, attack the city immediately!" Zhu Jianxi only had regret left at this time, she was cautious and suspicious since she was a child, but she never expected that this temperament would harm others. I'm not going to let you die in vain, she thought. She believed it completely, but the old man could no longer know.
A horn cut through the waterfall rain, straight to the city gate of Xuanzhou, the city gate seemed to be unable to withstand the wolf's fierce and fierce screams, frightened to open violently, the enemy army jumped out of the noise, wielding a knife to cut the rain, crushing.
And at this time, Zhu Jianxi led the soldiers who would rest for many days, hating the same enemy, unstoppable, shouting and slamming into it. It is like two huge waves, rolled together in an instant, and the sound is so loud that it is enough to go against the river, split the mountains and rocks, shake the heavens and the earth, and reverse the world!
I don't know how long the scuffle lasted, Zhu Jianxi only felt that his eyes were blood-red, and his mind seemed to have been stolen into a big bell, constantly bumping and buzzing. Her mouth was dry, and she felt a fishy smell in her throat and eyes slowly rising. The sword has no eyes, so he doesn't care about this, and still flies closely.
"Drinkβ" The halberd slashed at one man again, and the man broke off at the waist. Another thunderbolt exploded, and Zhu Jianxi finally couldn't support it anymore and fell to the ground on his back. Something welled up in her stomach, and she was in agony, like steam rushing out of a kettle, and a mouthful of blood gushing out of her mouth.
The rain was still falling, mercilessly pounding on the ground, the armor, and the corpses.
Except for the sound of rain, it was eerily quiet.
Zhu Jianxi's eyes, which had already closed, suddenly opened, and she stood up. No one, no more! The enemy army is all dead, her own army is destroyed, and she doesn't know whether to laugh or cry. Suddenly, her eyes were grim, and she walked step by step, into the city gate, and towards the palace.
In the palace dormitory, the emperor was sleeping soundly, and suddenly a shout woke him up.
"The emperor is not good, the city gate is lost!"
His throat seemed to hit a soldering iron, he couldn't speak, he only felt his flesh beating and numb, and he endured it so that he wouldn't faint.
"Your Majesty, run! Otherwise......" Before he finished speaking, the man was slain.
The emperor held a bloody sword in his hand, and his face was distorted: "My country, this is my country!" He stepped over the man's body, rushed out of the door, and went straight to the palace gate.
Outside the door, the guards clenched their spears and turned their backs to the emperor.
"Hahaha...... I still have an army, and I have a comeback! He laughed at the top of his voice, "Kill them, kill those traitors!" β
"Yes!" The guards shouted, but they turned around as if they had been ordered.
The emperor was stunned for a moment, thinking that he was hallucinating.
"Emperor-" At the end of the line, a guard paced, his voice was warm, but he was excited and high-pitched, and he was categorical.
He walked up step by step, his eyes burning with rage.
"Rely on the power to be blessed!"
"Grass Kan human life!"
"Ridiculous!"
The emperor retreated again and again, and the person in front of him seemed to be weak, but his momentum was so domineering that he forgot that he was holding a weapon in his hand.
"The sin is heinous!" A spear popped out of his back and stabbed the Emperor into the heart. The sword in the emperor's hand fell "with a bang".
"Ahh The emperor's feet gradually left the ground, his face was flushed, his hands grabbed the hilt of the spear, and when he was in extreme pain, he saw the person who came clearly, and said weakly: "Jiang Zhiyong! You said it...... Millet needs to be picked, not thrown away......"
"Evil is full, the grain is rotten, don't throw away and destroy the country!" The sound is loud and loud.
As soon as the words fell, the remaining guards surrounded the emperor, and the mao in his hand had already flown out and inserted himself into the emperor. The emperor was bleeding profusely, soaking through his clothes, and he unwillingly spat out a mouthful of blood and lost his breath.
Zhu Jianxi continued to walk, she didn't know if she could kill the emperor smoothly, but she knew that she could at least fight with her life. The rain was heavier, the water flowed like a river, and the first-class red river rushed into view. Looking up, the palace gate has arrived. Looking down again, the emperor was lifted up by everyone with a thatch, and he had already lost his breath.
"Hahahaha......" Zhu Jianxi laughed wildly, his eyes were blurred, tears and blood dripping down his chin. She flew with a halberd, the luck in her hand, and shouted, and the emperor left. The rain beat the emperor's head mercilessly, and he died without turning a blind eye, with hatred in his eyes, and he did not die for a long time. Lightning illuminated his bloodless face, and the corners of his mouth rose strangely on that face.
In the distance, the thunder rumbled like a dragon crossing the mountains and rivers, and in an inn outside the city of Xuanzhou, He Yun opened his eyes and sat up worriedly. My heart was pounding suddenly, and there was no place on my body that was not soaked by sweat. He had a hunch, very strong, bad, a hunch.
The next day, the new emperor ascended the throne and granted amnesty to the world.
Zhu Jianxi was dressed in gorgeous clothes, with a thousand demeanors, calm steps, and slowly climbed the stairs. Who doesn't know the name of the brave woman Zhu Jianxi, and they all want to see the beauty, causing thousands of empty alleys.
Even though the world celebrates with joy, she is still sad, and she always feels that she owes something to others. Memories go back to last night......
"Sister Jian Xi?" Jiang Zhiyong tentatively said, he still couldn't believe that two years later, he actually met his life-saving benefactor in this way. It turned out that Jiang Zhiyong did not go to Tanchuan two years ago, but went to the starting point of Zhu Jianxi's uprising by mistake, and was rescued there.
Zhu Jianxi threw down the halberd, the strength in her body dissipated like smoke in an instant, and she said weakly: "Once the emperor dies, the imperial family has no descendants." After you become the emperor, you will definitely be a Ming monarch. β
Jiang Zhiyong lowered his eyebrows when he heard this, and then raised his voice and said earnestly, "Sister Jian Xi led the troops to revolt, she was brave and strategic, righteous and fearless, so she should be called the emperor." β
"You killed him, I don't take credit." Zhu Jianxi was a little unwilling, but his words were not sincere.
"I just killed the enemy by luck, not a merit. Besides, my purpose is to rescue Ru'er, and I have no intention of harming the country at all. The words rolled down like dew, slid into Zhu Jianxi's heart, and dissolved his worries. Before he could say anything, he looked at Jiang Zhiyong, who was already kneeling on the ground, in surprise.
"What are you doing?"
"Please Sister Jian Xi ascend the throne quickly!"
He Yunwu ran to the city gate before dawn this day, and the imaginary tension did not exist, but was replaced by a peaceful atmosphere. Firecrackers rang out everywhere, and the air was filled with pleasant air. His hanging heart was even more uneasy at this time, his pace quickened, asked for directions, and ran towards the palace.
"Wait!" The person who was asked for directions looked happy and stopped him, "You also want to see the new emperor?" β
"What new emperor?"
"You just came to Huangzhou today, right?" Although he was displeased, he was not annoyed, and explained it in detail.
He Yun was overjoyed: "No matter what, the Dog Emperor is dead, and he has succeeded!" Before the words fell, he left a confused passerby and ran away.
In the blink of an eye, He Yunwu had already arrived outside the gate of the palace.
Boy! Where is there still a place for him to "stand here", I saw that the crowds were crowded and the palace gate was huge, but it was also crowded. He was not a patient man, and hurriedly withdrew, and walked around, trying to find a low wall to jump into. But he miscalculated, the palace is the palace after all. He simply chose a shaded place to sleep.
It was dark that he finally entered the palace and saw a few people holding a banquet.
He Yunwu half-jokingly knelt down and saluted: "The grass people have seen the emperor. β
"Hurry up! Don't call me the emperor, awkward. Zhu Jian hurriedly helped him up.
Although it was a banquet, there was no orchestra and silk, and there was no laughter, and several people were drinking stuffy, and the atmosphere was extremely embarrassing. He Yun's heart gradually became uneasy again.
"The Emperor...... Sister Jian Xi. He finally couldn't hold back and said, "What about Sister Ling Ran?" β
No one answered, and the sound slammed against the pillars of the hall, not even echoing.
"Sister Yiru? Do you know? β
Qiu Yiru thought that she would not be asked, so she looked up and lowered her eyes sharply, and tears immediately blurred her eyes, and big drops rolled down.
He Yun's heart shrank suddenly, but he forced it and joked: "She's sick?" Isn't it just sick? What are you crying about......"
As if she had made a lot of determination, Qiu Yiru shouted as hard as she could, tears streaming into a river: "She...... Sister Jian Xi said......"
"Sick! It's sick! Serious, right? It's going to be fine! He Yun interrupted worriedly, he was not stupid, he knew what she was going to say next.
Qiu Yiru almost squeezed out a few words: "She...... No ......."
"Ohβgone, where?" He Yunwei deliberately pretended not to understand.
Zhu Jianxi bowed his head and was silent. He Yunwu thought it was a lack of heart, so he rushed up and grabbed Zhu Jianxi's front placket, and was furious: "You killed her?" Isn't it? Then he raised his hand to strike, but he hit the ground with a palm.
It was Jiang Zhiyong who saw that his benefactor was threatened but had no intention of fighting back, so he knocked him to the ground in a hurry.
As soon as He Yunwu fell to the ground, he jumped up, and gave Jiang Zhiyong a punch in the face, Jiang Zhiyong had no embankment at all, and fell firmly to the ground, Qiu Yiru hurriedly came up to help. Just as he was bending down to get up, a black comb fell from the placket of his shirt and hit the ground without making a sound.
He Yun's eyes were sharp, and he recognized whose comb it was at a glance. He frowned and picked it up, brushing at the charred surface.
"It's ...... A comb! β
Everyone was shocked: they were also thrown into the furnace, and no one was seen, why did the comb still exist?
A eunuch hurriedly came in and kowtowed, "Report to the emperor, someone outside the door asks to see you." β
Zhu Jianxi frowned: "No." β
"But that man said a few words, be sure to let the servant convey it to the emperor."
"Say!"
"Phoenix Nirvana, reborn from the fire."
Hearing this, everyone was in high spirits, and Zhu Jianxi was even more anxious: "Let him come in!" β
After a while, a voice came from outside the hall: "Emperor, can I not kneel?" Everyone looked, and a man with clear eyebrows and a white complexion stepped in.
"Brother He, it's not kind!" Pin Qilei pointed at He Yunyao's nose and said, "I'm running so fast, are you afraid of being caught up by me?" β
He Yunwu was angry, squinting at the sky, unwilling to pay attention to him. Taking advantage of his inattention, Pin Qilei snatched the comb: "Ah, it's not broken, it's not bad, it's great!" β
"You, you!" He Yun shouted worriedly, and he was going to rob when he came up. Pin its thunder dexterously dodge.
"Don't worry, this comb is a spiritual thing, I'm not afraid to tell you, this is a soul cultivation comb!"
Pin Qilei deliberately shouted loudly to attract the attention of others, but no one in the room had heard of it, and everyone just looked at each other without much reaction.
Jin Qilei deliberately pouted: "No one knows what can come back from the dead, and the sky has no eyes......"
"What did you say?" He Yunwu jumped over, "Come back from the dead!" Ling Ran is saved! β
Pin Qilei nodded mysteriously, a sly smile rising from the corner of his mouth.