(Damn, there are almost four subscriptions to Fengyan and the first order is more than 100, heroes, women, the broken knife is here to ask for a subscription, do you give it or not, I have to ask for it?)

One day in a certain year and a certain month, Su Qin walked silently in the snow.

At this time, Guangqi City was shrouded in darkness, not hearing the sound of dogs barking, and not seeing half a figure, only the cold wind rolled up the snowflakes on the green tiles, and the snowflakes swirled and fluttered, like flying catkins.

Su Qin didn't have the leisure to enjoy these scenes, he crossed the bluestone road in front of the Meng Mansion, walked through the pipe, and then turned into the alley, and then, only to see a black shadow shuttling in the building, under the eaves on both sides of the official road, there were some vague figures - those places where the cold wind could not blow, the defenders of Guangqi City squinted and dozed and stood quietly against the wall, their spears were cold, and they were surrounded by them.

It's a ghost weather, and what's even more odious is that the arrogant guys of the Kirin Army don't know what to do.

More than one defender slandered in his heart, even those generals who were sleeping in the open at the moment were also full of complaints, but no one dared to say what they wanted to say, it stands to reason that in Guangqi City, they are the masters, but now these defenders are led by Lu Chuju, and the soldiers who were born and raised in Guangqi City are inevitably a little aggrieved in their hearts, but they dare not speak out.

There are not many people who dare to offend the Qilin Army, after all, the whole continent knows that Lu Chuju has a sword given by the emperor in his hand, the sword is not terrible, what is terrible is the authority represented by the sword: it can be cut first and then played.

What are those Qilin troops doing at this moment? The defenders of Guangqi City don't know, they only know that they are waiting on the silent streets and don't let the citizens of Guangqi City come out, who will be fine in the middle of the night? The investigation during the day has been very clear, except for the people who are now in the square, these civilians are all law-abiding citizens of Guangqi City...... Thinking of these, coupled with fatigue, it was in this cold night, this wind and snow not only cooled the hearts of the defenders of Guangqi City, but also blindfolded them, they occasionally opened their eyes to look at the official road in front of them, and it was rare to even say that no one noticed the silent figure on the roof.

Those civilians who were harassed by the Qilin Army during the day had slept quietly - not asleep, especially after the loud noise, many civilians opened their eyes in the bed, and no one lit the lamp, because the Qilin Army told them 'kindly' when they let them leave: Do not light the lights tonight, no matter what you hear, you can't go out to check, and you can't mention the matter of today's Qilin Army's investigation to outsiders, otherwise...... Otherwise, the soldiers didn't say anything, but judging by their vicious expressions, the townspeople could imagine what the consequences would be if they disobeyed.

Generations of people who have lived here certainly don't know what will happen tonight.

Lu Chuju knew, Zhang Wanshan knew, and even Hulun Qinghan, who was hiding behind the two of them, knew.

Zhang Wanshan wanted to risk the world's disapproval to do something that would rather kill by mistake than let go, Zhang Wanshan wanted to see if the Huangquan knife was among these people, and Hulun Qinghan's purpose was for the sake of Qiankun bag.

It's just a superficial thing.

Until the sound of the Buddha's horn, Zhang Wanshan smiled, Zhang Wanshan concentrated, and Hulun Qinghan bowed his head.

There was a sneer in the smile, and what I saw in my concentration was a figure, and what I saw when I looked down was the warm blood.

The Master of the Four Rings stepped into the air, with a look of anger on his face.

But before he could say anything, the Qilin Army soldiers who had bent their bows and arrows before all aimed their arrows at the Four Rings Master in mid-air.

With Zhang Wanshan's killing word, ten thousand arrows were fired in unison, and the rain of arrows covered the sky and shot towards the master of the four rings.

Before, the Four Rings Master didn't know what method he used to give birth to a layer of brilliance on the square, which gave some hope to those who were originally waiting for death or preparing to resist, but when they saw the rain of arrows shooting towards the Four Rings Master, a piercing exclamation sounded in the crowd, not knowing whether they were worried about the safety of the Four Rings Master or afraid of the fate they would face next.

The so-called fate is nothing but fate in front and luck in the back.

Only by living can you encounter luck, thirty years in Hedong and thirty years in Hexi, how can people be unlucky all their lives.

There was a loud bang in the sky, and the feather arrows were all folded - the master of the four precepts, who was reciting the six-character mantra of Om, Ma, Na, Horn, Mi, and Yin, closed his eyes tightly, and did not look at the rain of arrows that shot at him, but kept changing his handprints in the void, first the big Mu finger to the big Mu finger, the tail finger to the tail finger, the wrist of both hands was on it, and then the six fingers were opened outward and up, making a lotus flower seal, and so on until the qi vein passed through the three yin veins from the chest to the hands, and then through the three yang veins from the hands to the head, the four precepts master opened his eyes and shouted a broken word.

At the exit of the broken word, there was a loud bang in the sky, and ten thousand rays of light appeared in front of the master of the four rings, and after the light broke the feather arrows, the loud noise in the sky disappeared.

Slowly opening his eyes, the Master of the Four Rings overlooked Lu Chuju and Zhang Wanshan on the wooden platform, and a hint of ridicule appeared at the corner of his mouth, "You took great pains to let me appear, and now that I am out, shall we talk first?"

Lu Chuju did not answer, but pulled out the sword in his hand.

It was a sword.

It was a jeweled sword.

It was a jeweled sword that killed people without worrying about the consequences.

"Is seeing a sword like seeing a person?" The Master of the Four Rings sneered and lowered his head, looking at the remnant arrow under him, and he didn't see him make any movements, and the body of the Master of the Four Rings slowly fell to the ground.

The crowd avoided, and the master of the four precepts was cuminated.

In the midst of thousands of troops, the left rosary, the right Zen staff, only want to save the suffering and save all sentient beings.

"The first emperor once said that the host of the Hanging Temple does not need to bow down when he sees the saint, if I am not mistaken, the first emperor also said that if the emperor has anything deviant, the hanging host can be blamed by the staff. So......" The Master of the Four Rings said with a smile and looked at Lu Chunju, "You don't have to think about letting me be tied with a sword, even if I kill you, I won't be infamous for being rebellious." ”

In the words of the master of the four rings, Lu Chunju's expression changed.

"That's what the master said. Zhang Wanshan stepped forward at this time, with a mocking look on his face, and then spoke, "My senior brother's death, I don't know if the master still remembers." ”

"If you want to go on the road with him, the old monk can fulfill you. "What the Master of the Four Rings said is light and light.

"Really?" Zhang Wanshan laughed wildly, and after laughing, he stretched out his hand and pointed at the Master of the Four Rings, "I want to see what ability the famous Hanging Temple has to say the words of all sentient beings." After speaking, Zhang Wanshan's eyes looked at Lu Chuju, Lu Chuju understood, and then raised his hand to make a killing posture, the Qilin Army moved, but this time the target of the Qilin Army was not the Master of the Four Rings, but the crowd in the center of the square.

"You'll see. The Master of the Four Rings whispered, raised his head and looked into the void, "If I don't go to hell, who will go to hell?"

Whether it's killing or redemption, this is just the beginning.