Chapter 689: Northern Suburbs, the Levee Has Burst!

They came from all directions, and everyone was clearly aware that King Shou had mobilized an army at some point and surrounded the entire Yawang Tower!

Weicheng, which has been comfortable for hundreds of years, suddenly became a golden iron horse.

Everyone got up one after another, ran to the pillars and looked out, only to see that the people on the long street were driven away at some point, and those soldiers in black armor, carrying countless boxes and cages and other things, poured the contents on the street in front of them.

The yellow ones are gold ingots, the silver ones are silver ingots, the green ones are the big pearls at the mouth of the bowl, and the fine white ones are the pearl necklaces......

Countless treasures were poured down the long streets, piled up in mountains, and the cold rain could not hide the light of these treasures.

An official's concubine immediately cried: "Husband, isn't that the concubine's ruby head?!" And that golden crown, wasn't that what you gave to your concubine some time ago?! ”

The women next to them shouted and screamed.

The faces of the officials present were gloomy and terrifying.

Mu Qinghe stared at the dozens of boxes of gold bars he had hidden in the mansion, and with a "whoosh" of those soldiers, he poured all the gold bars he had scavenged for half his life into the rain......

He trembled uncontrollably: "Lord Shou has a good means......

Invited them to Yawang Tower, but secretly mobilized troops and looted their mansions!

Jun Tianlan held a glass of liquor and sat indifferently in the wind and rain, "Master Mu is a good skill, he has gathered such a huge wealth after sitting in the position of Taishou for less than ten years. The means of collecting money are really admired by this king. ”

All eyes were on him, angry, shocked, hateful......

And yet he still sat upright, so dignified and majestic, so high.

Wei He, the true dragon emperor, I'm afraid it's just like that, right?

In the silence, Gu Qinyuan hurriedly came up with a rainproof cloak, pulled his robe and swung his robe, knelt down on one knee towards Jun Tianlan, and arched his hand: "The younger brother is late in transferring troops, I hope the prince will forgive the sins!" ”

"It doesn't matter."

Shen Miaoyan took the paper umbrella handed by the maid, held it open for Jun Tianlan, and looked at Gu Qinyuan, feeling a little surprised.

Next to Weicheng is Jiangcheng, if she remembers correctly, the general guarding Jiangcheng is the side branch of the Gu family.

It turned out that Gu Qinyuan was not sick in bed, but secretly left Weicheng and moved the Gu family's rescuers.

At the round table, Jun Shuying sat lazily on the big chair, two beautiful maids held a peacock tail silk umbrella for him, he lazily played with the cup, and didn't care about the confrontation between the two parties.

On the other side, Xiao Chengjue shook the folding fan and gave him a look.

He ignored it.

Jun Tianlan's phoenix eyes were unfathomable: "Put Mu Qinghe and the others into the prison cell and wait for the verdict of this king." ”

As soon as the words landed, hundreds of black-armored soldiers rushed up and surrounded Mu Qinghe and the others.

Mu Qinghe smiled fiercely: "King Shou thinks that the lower officials will be arrested?!" ”

With that, with a sudden whistle, countless masked black-clothed people jumped down from the top floor and fell into the fourth floor with light skills, each holding a long knife and a long sword, and surrounded those black-armored soldiers.

Bitter wind and rain.

"As long as all the people and horses of King Shou are killed, to the outside world, the official will say that King Shou and others died in order to control the flood. Didn't the prince want to be meritorious? Tsk, this is a great feat in exchange for life! ”

Mu Qinghe's face was distorted, as if he was holding the victory.

"Heh......" Jun Tianlan's phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, stood up, took out two long knives from his waist, and stood in the wind, like a green pine on a cliff that will never bend, "Then let's try, whether it is Mu Taishou's assassins who are powerful, or this king's elite soldiers." ”

When the words landed, he suddenly turned into an afterimage and took the lead in leaving the place.

Everywhere he went, the blood mist filled the air.

Two groups of people fought on the fourth floor, but for a moment, the tables and chairs in the building were in disarray, the best ancient calligraphy and paintings were torn to the ground, and the antique vases were smashed into powder.

Xiao Chengjue kept hinting at Jun Shuying with his gaze.

Jun Shuying gestured to the girl to bring a small incense stove engraved with lotus patterns, and he was guarded by secret guards around him, so that the two sides could not get close to him.

In the midst of the chaos, he sniffed the lotus incense tablets burning in the small furnace, and sighed: "This king still prefers the fragrance of lotus flowers to the smell of blood." ”

"Lord Wang!" Xiao Chengjue was furious.

They still have two hundred elite soldiers hiding in the city, as long as Jun Shuying gives an order, what is the difficulty of encircling and suppressing Jun Tianlan with Mu Qinghe?!

As long as Jun Tianlan dies here, as long as he dies here......

Who still has the ability to compete with His Highness for this Great Zhou Jiangshan?!

But Jun Shuying just raised his eyes, glanced at him lightly, and returned the incense burner to the girl, and swept his eyes at the little girl who was protected by Ye Rin and others, stood up and straightened her clothes: "Mu Qinghe and others are corrupt and pervert the law, they really deserve to die." As the saying goes, looking up to the sky and not bowing to the ground, this king is the royal family of the Great Zhou, so he should protect my people of the Great Zhou! ”

With that, the snow-white figure swept out and fought fiercely with those masked people, and the long sword in his hand danced like a pear flower.

A large hole was broken in the roof of the building, and countless people in black poured down with the torrential rain.

The secret guards protected Xiao Chengjue from it, he coughed violently in the rain, stared at Jun Shuying with a pair of eyes, and finally spurted blood in anger, fainted and fell unconscious.

Mu Qinghe's eyes were cracked, there was no escape, and he kept stomping his feet in anger: "No matter what prince of the heavenly family he is, he will kill Lao Tzu!" Lao Tzu has been in Weicheng for many years, but the big deal is that he rebelled against the imperial court, and Lao Tzu himself became the emperor! ”

The black and white figures quickly walked through the black-clothed people, the ground was full of corpses, and the ground was full of mess and blood.

In the last moment, black and white, with a dizzying speed, swords face each other.

The sword light and sword shadow lit up two pairs of equally sharp Danfeng eyes.

The crowd erupted in screams:

"Lord Shou!"

"Lord Xuan!"

Shen Miaoyan raised her chin slightly, but there was no worry in her amber eyes, and the corners of her red lips were slightly upturned.

Swords and swords staggered at great speed.

Jun Shuying's long sword crossed Jun Tianlan's right shoulder in the air and pierced the man in black behind him.

Jun Tianlan's long knife volleyed past Jun Shuying's right shoulder and pierced through the masked man behind him.

They looked at each other and were speechless.

Finally, the two men in black fell, and each of them collected his sword.

In the pouring rain, Jun Tianlan coldly ordered: "All of them are thrown into prison." ”

Mu Qinghe froze in despair until he was escorted downstairs by the black armor soldiers, and his face was still stunned, he, lost?

His status, his treasures......

Aren't there any?!

As soon as the upstairs stopped, Ye Han quickly rushed to the bottom of Yawang Tower, rolled off the horse, raised his head, and his eyes were red: "Lord Wang! In the northern suburbs, the embankment has burst!! ”

Everyone's bodies were shaken.

In the wind and rain, Jun Tianlan's voice was as steady as a rock: "All men, follow this king to the northern suburbs." ”

He stood in the rain curtain as the torrential rain poured down from the ruined rooftops, and although his face was grim, at this moment, it seemed to glow, and he became the backbone of everyone's trust.

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