The 165th Huang Shiren played Ji Changxi Bohou and threw his ass

Let's say that Huang Shiren has refined the five-turn golden body in the chaotic space, and only after leaving the customs did he find that he had been in the space for three or four hundred years, and more than a year had passed outside.

Dong Bohou and Nan Bohou hung up, Jiang Wenhuan and E Shun succeeded to the throne and rebelled, Ji Chang's old thing was held outside the noon gate, and he was about to open to ask for beheading!

What a fucking wonderful!

Yuan Hong and Zhu Zizhen had previously taken Wen Zhong and Huang Feihu's letters to persuade Jiang Wenhuan and E Shun to quit the army quickly.

"Master, I handed over the letter to Jiang Wenhuan, that guy has a good relationship with me, but I talked for more than half a month, he didn't agree, and finally I was forced to be anxious, let me come back and pass on a message. Yuan Hong smiled bitterly.

"What's that?!" Wen Zhong was anxious.

He said that if he was asked to withdraw his troops, it would not be difficult, and he only needed to follow one condition. ”

"As long as he collects troops, don't say it's a condition, it's a hundred, it's fine!" Wen Zhong was overjoyed when he heard this.

Over there, Yuan Hong said: "Jiang Wenhuan said, if you want him to quit the army, you need the sun to set and never come out, and the moon will rise, and it will never go down!"

Boom! The group of people was dumbfounded!

"Master, the king of Xuan killed his father, and the people were determined to rebel, then Jiang Wenhuan even killed his wife and children, and there was no way out, he was bent on killing the king of the dynasty and slaughtering the king! Yuan Hong shook his head, and it could be seen that he was very sympathetic to Jiang Wenhuan.

Jiang Wenhuan is too ruthless! Huang Shiren also admires Jiang Wenhuan in his heart.

Wen Zhong was dumbfounded.

"Brother Zhu, what is Eshun's words?" Huang Feihu saw that Jiang Wenhuan's side was hopeless, so he had to pray that Eshun's side would have a good result.

Zhu Zizhen smiled coldly and said, "What a coincidence, E Shun said that he wanted him to surrender, and he was only allowed to follow one condition." ”

"On what terms?"

"E Shun said, only let the king of that Xuan cut with a thousand knives, and let the Dashang Wang clan cut off his children and grandchildren!" Zhu Zizhen's words made Huang Feihu almost faint.

"The sky is going to die, my great business!" Wen Zhong closed his eyes in pain and looked up to the sky and sighed.

"This is all Daji's slut! This slut is simply the source of trouble!" Huang Feihu gritted his steel teeth.

"It's all this slut!" the group stomped their feet.

When Huang Shiren heard this, he was also angry in his heart: Jiu'er, Jiu'er, why are you so confused!

Lao Huang shook his head: This Bai Jiu'er is really messed up! What he did was not his character at all, I am out of the customs today, I must go to meet her for a while, use the demon guide, and see what is wrong with her!

"Uncle Shi, let's go quickly!" Wen Zhong grabbed Huang Shiren.

"What!?"

"Save Ji Chang!"

"Look, I've just come out of the customs, I haven't taken a shower yet, my hair is not playful, you see, I still have old mud ...... in my nails."

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Not to mention the chickens and dogs in Huang Shiren's mansion, just talk about the outside of the noon gate of Chaoge!

Seeing that the sun is already in the middle of the sky, there are countless soldiers and generals in all directions, swords and guns are like a forest, on the guillotine, there is a big wooden stake erected, and an old man is tied to the stake with red strips, who else can it be if it is not Ji Chang.

Hundreds of people gathered around, looking at Ji Chang one by one, sighing, angry, and tearful, abounding.

On the upper floor of the noon gate city, the king and "Daji" sat together, singing and dancing, and next to the guillotine, a group of officials who were in charge of the beheading, all frowning, sighed.

"I heard that Taishi, King Wucheng and others went to invite the national teacher, why don't you come now!?"

"Yes, if you don't come to Ji Chang again, it will be over!"

"The Great Shang is dying!"...,

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When a group of officials were chirping, Fei Zhong, who was in charge of the beheading, came out, looked at Ji Chang and smiled, looked up at the sky again, and saw that the sun had already reached half the sky, and said loudly: "The time has come!

"Slash!"

"Slash!"

"Slash!"

A group of swords and axes shouted in unison, and the sound shook the sky!

An executioner had already come over and held a sharp willow knife the width of his thumb, which was the torture instrument of a thousand cuts.

"The king has an order, Nian Ji Chang is old, and he will be killed with eleven knives!"

"Order!" The executioner walked up to Ji Chang and bowed: "My lord, don't blame me, I'm going to do it." ”

Ji Chang looked up to the sky and sighed, and said loudly to these hundreds of people: "I, Ji Chang, am loyal to the big businessman, I can't imagine that I will be tortured like this today! God has no eyes!"

"Xibohou!"

"You can't kill Xibohou!"

"Xibohou is a benevolent and righteous person in the world!"

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The people around saw that Ji Chang was going to die, and they became more and more chaotic, and the golden-armored warrior pushed Sangsang to take people.

"If you dare to make trouble, cut it!" Fei Zhong said coldly, and the golden-armored warrior beheaded several people in a row, temporarily stabilizing the situation.

"Offended!" the nephew stretched out his hand, as fast as lightning, and scraped a large strip of flesh from Ji Chang's thigh.

"Ahhh

"Two knives!" Although the nephew's hand was unbearable, the king's order could not be violated, and he fainted again.

"Three knives!"

"Four knives!"

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In the blink of an eye, it is already ten knives!

Ji Chang's whole body, limbs, chest, and back were covered with ten major injuries, revealing gloomy white bones, blood flying, and he fainted in pain!

"Xibohou!"

"You can't kill Xibohou!"

"Oh my God!"

When the people of Dashang saw this situation, they knelt on the ground and kowtowed to the sky, just asking God to open their eyes and a miracle to appear, which could save Ji Chang's life.

"Eleven knives, take the life of the rebel thief Ji Chang!" Fei Zhong saw it next to him, and he was really relieved.

"Order!" the chopstickman sighed, raised the sharp knife and was about to plunge it into Ji Chang's chest, but heard a scream from behind him.

"Keep people under the knife!"

This voice is really like a break, and it shook the eardrums of countless people outside the noon gate!

Countless people looked in the direction where the voice came from, but they saw Wen Zhong, Huang Feihu, Bigan and others in front, and hundreds of civil and military officials behind, surrounded by a sao bao Taoist wearing a fiery red robe!

"National Teacher!"

"It's a national teacher!"

"What a national teacher!"

"Xibohou is saved!"

"Meet the National Teacher!"

"Meet the National Teacher!"

When hundreds of people saw Huang Shiren, they were very happy, and they knelt down in the dust one after another, and they spoke again and again, and the mountains were endless!

"Hmm. Good. All up, all up. Huang Shiren smiled slightly, smug, and raised his hand at the people, and the people stood respectfully.

It seems that my Lao Huang's reputation in the world is not bad!

"Master, I can't figure it out, it's important to save people, you are grinding in the mansion, taking a bath, brushing your teeth, and changing into new clothes, and it took you half a day to come over, how is the reason?" Wukong saw that Ji Chang was covered in blood on the guillotine, and looked at Huang Shiren, who was deliberately late, and wondered in his heart.

"Wukong, my good apprentice, you are just too tender. Huang Shiren laughed evilly and said: "This is the most important thing, the heat is the most important, it's not good if it's early, and it's not good if it's late." Let's just say that if I had come early to save Ji Chang and the executioner had saved me before he had done anything, would the people of the world see my importance in this way? Will they be so angry with my mountain? Will my reputation rise because of this?"

"I see!"

"I'm late, there's another reason!Seeing that *** Ji Chang was scraped all over in blood, aren't you uncomfortable?"

"Master, I'm comfortable! I'm very comfortable!" Wukong laughed evilly.

"That's it. Comfort is the most important thing, remember. ”

"It's still Master's cheap!"

"Huh. I just told you about you and Nezha, remember?"

"Don't worry, Master, I'll see later!"

The master and apprentice muttered and came to the guillotine, Huang Shiren threw Wen Zhong an elixir, and Wen Zhong ran up and gave Ji Chang a serving, ensuring that Ji Chang would not hang up.

Huang Shiren, as a national teacher, now has a very high prestige in Chaoge, and this appearance has attracted the support of hundreds of people and hundreds of civil and military officials, which is really monstrous. At noon, when the king saw it, he also went down to the city tower and came out to greet him.

"I haven't seen the national teacher for a long time, but when I see it today, the national teacher is still so spirited. The king grabbed Huang Shiren and laughed.

"The king looks like he is so strong and strong, and the golden gun will not fall!" Huang Shiren laughed.

With a sycophant on his mouth, Huang Shiren looked at this king carefully, only to see the black gas lingering between his eyebrows, and the look in his eyes was similar to that of the previous king of Zhou, and he already knew in his heart that the original soul of the king had already been swallowed up by the conspiracy laid by the quasi-Daoist in his mud pill palace.

The king in front of him, to put it nicely, is completely a killing machine and a puppet.

"Hello nobleman. Huang Shiren glanced at "Daji" and smiled coldly.

"The national teacher didn't come early or late, and it was a coincidence that he chose such a good time to come. When Na Long Ji saw Huang Shiren, she was taken aback.

I haven't seen this product for more than a year, and my cultivation has soared a lot, and it is already above me, but how is it good?

"Hehe, I'm used to playing at critical times and being a savior. Huang Shiren smiled, and he had already made up his mind to check this "Bai Jiu'er" immediately when he had time.

"National Teacher, why did you stop killing Ji Chang just now?" After the king said some high-sounding words, he looked at Huang Shiren and said in a deep voice.

Looking at the gloomy face of King Xu, Huang Shiren was also taken aback.

This *** face became faster than the sky, it was still sunny and sunny just now, and it was cloudy in a blink of an eye, damn it!

"King, when did I stop killing Ji Chang. I just think it's not fun to kill like this. Huang Shiren's words made countless people around him drop their jaws!

National teacher, this bastard!

"Oh, is there a more fun way to kill the national teacher?" When the king heard this, his eyebrows fluttered.

"Absolutely. Huang Shiren nodded and said, "Have you ever heard of the king falling his ass?"

"Wrestling the fart, this is too common, isn't it just grabbing someone and throwing it to the ground!" When the king heard this, he was greatly disappointed.

"My lord, what I said about the butt wrestling is different from what you said. ”

"What kind of gameplay did the national teacher say?"

"King, you also know that I am an immortal, I can soar through the clouds and mist, this cloud head, I can go up to the sky for two or three thousand miles, and leave a person from above, but what is the result?"

"Naturally, it fell into a pulp!"

"So, that's what I call a butt wrestler. Isn't it fun?"

"It's fun! It's fun!" King Su has killed countless people, and he is tired of seeing what kind of knife and knife he cuts, and he is very surprised when he hears Huang Shiren's method, and he is determined to see Huang Shiren soar through the clouds and fall Ji Chang a big ass.

"National teacher, hurry up!"

"Obey!" Huang Shiren smiled, turned to Wukong and said, "Wukong, you go!"

"Obey!" Wukong accepted the Ruyi golden hoop stick, shook the Qi B tiger skin short skirt, came to the guillotine, and saw that Ji Chang had eaten the elixir and had saved his life, hehe smiled, and said cheaply: "Old man, let's play!?"

"Don't!" Ji Chang definitely didn't have a good impression of Huang Shiren's master and apprentice, and when he saw Wukong like this, he screamed miserably.

Wukong didn't care how this thing screamed, his arm held Ji Chang's heel and flew to the sky, this thing sincerely wanted to play Ji Chang, and flew up and down Ji Chang up and down, left and right, front and back, that Ji Chang is a mortal, how can he withstand him so tossed, so that he has to vomit out his intestines.

"National teacher, hurry up and drop your ass!" King Xuan looked at the Wukong flowing all over the sky and was extremely happy.

Huang Shiren nodded at Wukong, Wukong hit him in the air, raised Ji Chang with both hands, and threw it down: "Fall a fart!"

Woo!

Above the sky, Ji Chang's big head is below, and his small head is above, and he is down.

"Oh my god!"

"Dear mother!"

Hundreds of people shouted in fright.

"Scare the old man!" When did Ji Chang be played like this, he screamed, feces and urine came out, and he fainted, which was really embarrassing.

A figure slammed into the ground, seeing that Ji Chang, the old thing, was about to die, at this time, suddenly, a vision appeared, leaving everyone stunned!

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