Standing in the ruined temple, looking at the empty altar in front of him, his ears filled with the painful groans and complaints of hunger, only a woman with her eight or nine-year-old son prayed sincerely.

Time passed in a flash, the dilapidated hall of the Sword God Temple was renovated, and there were more clay sculptures on the base, and the previous woman's face was slightly haggard, but her son's face was a lot more ruddy.

"Thank you for the sword god's manifestation, let us get through it, tree roots, and kowtow to the sword god."

The young man was very well-behaved and sensible, and stepped forward to respectfully give the clay statue a big salute, and at this moment, Mu Ne's stiff statue seemed to have a little more sparkle in his eyes.

After that, a group of people dressed in red robes rushed into the temple and smashed them without saying a word, and the mud statue collapsed under the joint push and pull of four or five people, and fell to the ground into countless pieces.

Faintly, a sigh sounded, but the Red Flower Society, which boasted of cleaning the world by the decree of the Hundred Flowers Fairy, couldn't hear this light sigh from the gods.

When the evil enters Beijing, everyone is in danger, and as the patron saint of the people, he can't even protect his own law.

When there was no one around, a teenager cautiously walked into the main hall and bent down to pick up the pieces on the ground.

The young man's eyes were slightly hollow, there was no woman beside him, he piled a few slightly larger clay sculptures on the altar, although he couldn't see the shadow of the sword god at all, but the young man still knelt down and kowtowed very reverently, and there were words in his mouth:

"Ask the Sword God to exorcise the Red Flower Society and avenge my mother."

After speaking, he continued to kowtow, heavier and heavier, until the blood stained the floor tiles red.

A depressing aura came, and several clay sculptures trembled slightly, sending out an unprecedented will, but it was only in vain after all.

……

The self-proclaimed invulnerability of the safflower would be beaten into a sieve by the court muskets and fled out of Beijing in embarrassment.

The situation gradually stabilized, and the Sword Temple was rebuilt again. The degree of brilliance is far greater than before, and there is an endless stream of pilgrims, but the original youth is never seen.

Time flies, and before I realize it, it is more than two hundred years, and with the blessing of the power of incense, the statue of the Sword God Temple suddenly bloomed with a bright white light, and a white figure rose into the sky, suddenly traveling all over most of the Shenzhou.

He was looking for the person who planted the seed for himself back then, but mortals had a short life, how could they be compared with the gods, and in the end, only the descendants of the young man were found.

This young man who inadvertently got the favor of the Sword God was none other than Wei Jintang.

At that time, Wei Jintang and Tang Dynasty, fifty out of twenty, had just entered the palace as a eunuch, and Zhao Zhiyi was born a year earlier, and he would not cut off the root of his troubles.

With the help of the sword god, Wei, Jin, and Tang secretly got rid of many stumbling blocks, and finally achieved a generation of eunuchs.

……

When Zhao Zhiyi first set foot in the world, he was as ignorant as a child, unable to distinguish between good and evil, and then went around to do chivalrous righteousness, only to know that he was aiding and abusing.

After returning to Beijing, he agreed with Wei Jintang that he would only shoot three times in the rest of his life, and after three times, the two would not owe each other, and now he would fight with the king, which was the last time.

In the eyes of Wei, Jin and Tang, Zhao Jianshen was omnipotent, and he took the life of the old emperor in the heavily guarded deep palace, just like picking up things, if it wasn't for the haste of the first emperor, how could it be Wang Wanying's turn to sit on the dragon chair.

After the new emperor succeeded to the throne, Wei, Jin, and Tang used the means of killing to make the young emperor, who was not already smart, more and more ridiculous, and used this layout to let his son sit on the throne.

The original seamless plan turned out to be such a variable as the king's authority, and its means were not under the sword god, Wei Jintang faintly felt bad in his heart, and after frowning deeply, he called the factory guard to whisper.

In a few moments, the battle in the sky had already come to an end, and Wang Quanquan easily controlled the other party with the mirage technique, as long as he wanted, he could completely seal the young sword god in front of him back to the statue in the temple.

When he refocused his gaze downward, his eyes immediately burst with murder. I don't know when, Wei Jintang has tied up Wang Wanying and Wang Wanyue's brother and sister, and they are facing them with a fire gun at the moment, in addition, there is also a princess Qiao Qiao who can't be beaten with eight poles.

"Wei Jintang, your time of death has arrived." The king looked down and spoke in a deep voice.

Wei Jintang had a sneering smile on his face and shouted upward:

"Our family sent someone to check your bottom, and after checking for a long time, we only found that you came from the north, and on the first day you arrived in the capital, you offended King Tian, and were imprisoned in the Shuntianfu prison, and you were taken away by the eldest princess that night.

Since you can be bold enough to pretend to be the prince, there must be someone behind you, and the person who supports you is the eldest princess. ”

Wang Wanyue said calmly when she heard this:

"Gonggong Wei also saw it, he openly rebelled and imprisoned the palace in a prison, obviously it has nothing to do with us."

"Does it matter, you will know it after a try, even if you can't coerce him, isn't there still a princess Tian? I heard from our family that this fake prince and the princess are quite harmonious. ”

The big eunuch said, glancing at Qiao Qiao, whose face was pale, the latter was indeed suspicious of this "husband", but between her and him, she had never done anything out of the ordinary, let alone felt that he would compromise because of this.

……

The king in mid-air sneered, and said with contemptuous eyes:

"Manager Wei, you shouldn't be old and confused, with Zhao's skills, as long as you kill you, even the emperor is proper, why do you want to give up the good country for a group of inconsequential people?"

"Our family still says the same thing, whether it works or not, you will know if you try it."

After saying that, Wei Jintang stepped aside, took the firearm in the hands of the factory guard, and aimed it at Qiao Qiao's back.

Wang Quanquan frowned when he saw this, once the fire gun was activated, the projectile would pass through his body in an instant, even if he was an immortal, he would not be able to save everyone from such a distance.

"Untie the bonds, I'll help you." At this time, a calm voice sounded beside him.

Wang Quanquan turned his head, and the other party continued:

"I have already paid off the favors I owe, if he continues to be evil, Zhao can only do the right thing for heaven."

As he was speaking, the young sword god suddenly paused, and said in a cold tone: "If you show a comforting look like a father again, I don't care." ”

"Don't, don't, I'll untie it for you."

Wang Quanquan said, his right hand pinched the trick to withdraw the spiritual power that imprisoned the other party, and the latter's eyes flashed, and his body quickly rushed out.

Wang Quanquan was stunned for a moment, and then reacted, "Your uncle, why don't you say a word if you want to do it?" ”

He took a step slow before making a move, but because of this, Wei Jintang didn't realize that the sword god he invited had already rebelled, until the other party made a move to provoke the factory guard behind Wang Wanying, and the big eunuch pulled the trigger in hindsight.

As soon as he grasped the firearm against the back of the eldest princess, after a little struggle, the black barrel was immediately bent, and the gun-wielding factory guard subconsciously pulled the trigger, and the back of the entire firearm exploded, and the factory guard was immediately pierced through the throat by the broken wood.

The two of them were fast enough, but they still couldn't stop Wei Jintang, and the disemboweling lead bullet easily passed through Qiao Qiao's back, and a blood flower bloomed from the woman's chest.

Seeing this, Wang Quanquan's figure flashed away, and when he reappeared, he had already held the woman in his arms.

"What are you going to do to save a piece of waste?" He looked up at Zhao Zhiyi, who saved Wang Wanying.

"You didn't tell me who to save?" The latter looked innocent.

The king didn't have time to wrestle, so he quickly lowered his head, and at this time most of the woman's clothes were soaked with blood.

He wanted to stop the bleeding, but due to his special position, he was a little hurried for a while, and finally remembered to inject aura into the other party's body.

……

(End of chapter)