The Juggernaut's palm rested on the hilt of the sword at his waist again.

Ning Lingjun Wei Qi's face moved slightly, he stretched out his hand and pressed it naturally, and said with a smile:

"Sir."

His hand didn't touch Juggernaut's hand.

The second time he held the hilt of the sword, the Juggernaut did not hesitate.

"Three days, that's too long."

Before the words fell, a light that was brighter than the great sun in the sky suddenly shone brightly, and the strips of light and shadow flickered under the sky and above the earth.

Between heaven and earth, righteousness is immense.

Wei Qi's face changed greatly, he stiffened against the scorching light, forced his eyes open, and stinged tears.

He shouted at the white expanse:

"Stop! You've killed ten, hundreds, and thousands! There are more than 10,000 soldiers in Daliang City, and if you don't want to die, stop! ”

From ancient times to the present, except for those immortals who don't know the truth and live in legends.

No matter how well the martial characters are written, they can't compete with a soldier word, and there is no master who can't die without soldiers.

The wind howled, the sword roared, and no voice replied.

The heavens and the earth continued to vast, and the light refracted by the swift swing of the sword did not stop, and Gai Nie responded with action.

He has been practicing swords for 20 years, and he does not bully the weak or bully others with force.

In addition to killing the palace maid, every time the sword is released, everyone has grievances, and the sword is uneven.

Now, he is very unhappy in his heart, and he is about to take out his sword, and he will also die with a sword.

Gai Nie's sword would rather bend than bend, and move forward.

Wei Zhao's overall situation is very important, and these people in front of him, these subsections, are equally important.

The swordsman is not a politician, there is no concession or retreat to speak of.

The eldest husband was born between heaven and earth, with a straight back, worthy of the sky, bowing down to the earth, and not ashamed to be seen in front of others.

If you do all three, you can only die.

When the sword light in the sky dissipated, a street, from the middle of the road to the door of the shop, was full of Wei soldiers' corpses.

The clothless woman screamed in shock, picking up the clothes that had been torn by Wei Jian from the ground and putting them on.

The butcher, who was so strong that he looked fat, sat on the ground with his buttocks, and the large butcher's knife, which was both a blade and a tool for making a living, was tightly grasped by his trembling hand and pressed to the ground.

He gasped for air, like a pig that had grown into sperm.

The hair was beaten into locks of sweat, and there was oil accumulated on it that had not been washed for at least half a month, which was ugly and embarrassing.

His fine gentleman, Wei Bing thought that he could be dedicated to the palace, and the beautiful lady who was fortunate enough to play death for the King of Wei clinged to his back.

The face with pear blossoms and rain is already beautiful, and compared with the pig's head next to it, it is even more beautiful, that is, beauty and beast.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid."

The pig's eyes flashed with horror, and he smiled to comfort his own fine gentleman, and his voice was hoarse.

"Hmm!"

Mei Jiao Niang responded heavily, just like when she hung behind her husband just now, tears rained down.

Depend on each other, live and die together.

It's easier said than done, it's really not easy.

The husband and wife looked at the white-clothed man in the distance, and walked with a sword, as if they were slow and fast, and disappeared in a few breaths.

Crying and hugging his lost granddaughter, the old man was full of tears, and his face was not only happy, but also ashamed.

He didn't dare to step forward again after Wei Bing threatened with his sword.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a side face like frost, and he couldn't help but look at it.

With just one glance, it disappeared in an instant, like a ghost.

The old man only remembered a figure with a straight back, straight as a sword.

On this day, the sword saint Gai Nie broke the Wei armor of three hundred and seventy-six with one sword, regained the sword heart, and returned to the top master.

Ning Lingjun Wei Ji's face was pale, and the corpses of Wei soldiers all over the ground covered his eyes and cut off his way.

In order to stabilize Gai Nie, he admitted that Gai Nie was his honored guest in public, and everyone knew it.

Wei Wangbao will put this account on his head Ning Lingjun.

The previous Wei Bao, Wei Zhi still had some confidence to be able to explain clearly and clearly, and the brothers laughed and passed.

The current Wei Wang Leopard......

"Three days, it's too long."

Wei Qi returned to Ningling Jun's Mansion, gathered guards and doormen, and hundreds of people rode horses and drove straight to the mansion of General Zhou City.

Xianyang, the hall of parliament.

Ying Zheng took the latest recital, looked at it carefully, and buckled it on the table.

"Gai Nie washed the long street in blood, Wei Zhi rebelled, united with Zhou City to attack the Wei Palace, Zhou City personally beheaded Wei Wang Leopard, Wei Ji succeeded Wei Wang, I don't understand."

Ying Zheng narrowed his eyes and tapped the thin paper with one finger.

"What are you trying to do in the girder stirring up this storm? Wei Ji is also your person? ”

[This Wei country is full of people from top to bottom, so it is better to change the surname to Ying.] ]

"No, it's none of my business."

Ying Chengcheng said truthfully.

If he had known that Gai Nie would go to Daliang, he wouldn't have asked Quicksand to come back, leaving half of the people behind, and directly tying the Sword Saint back to Xianyang.

[You're going to have a fart?] Come out and mix, talk about power! ]

"King Zhao Zhang Er recruited troops on the spot, and the Zhao crowd rose up to respond, and the Zhao army occupied forty-seven cities. The first thing Wei Ji did when he succeeded to the throne was to worship Zhou City as a general and announce the restoration of Wei to the world. It won't be long before you receive the transcript of the seizure of the city of Weidi. In the land of the Three Jin Dynasty, except for Han, there is no obstacle for the time being, and Wei and Zhao are all occupied by anti-thieves. Now that the snow has melted, the grain of Shu has arrived, and the soldiers' desire to fight is strong, don't you plan to send troops? ”

Ying Zheng had a questioning tone.

Today, there are fires everywhere.

There are five kings, in addition to Zhang Er, the king of Zhao, and Wei Qi, the king of Wei, there are two kings of Chu and one king of Qi.

Chen Sheng, the king of Zhang Chu, took Wu Guang as the fake king, and recently worshiped Wang Liao as the general, and his power was in the adjacent land of Han and Chu.

Xiong Xin, the king of Chu, with Xiang Liang as the third doctor, is in the Yunmengze area.

Qi Wang Tian Dan, the name of the righteous Bo Yuntian in the East China Sea is heard, there are countless people who serve the dead under his command, and the power is the most powerful, with hundreds of cities.

If it weren't for the Marquis of Wucheng, Wang Jian spontaneously recruited troops to quell the rebellion, the State of Qi would now be the first to be restored in the true sense, and the entire territory before it was destroyed would be in the hands of Tian Dan, the king of Qi.

The thieves have all jumped out, and it is time to catch them all.

The second emperor doesn't love soldiers and loves women, and he has no intention of sending troops at all, but he accepts eight concubines, how can Yingzheng have no complaints?

"Exaggeration."

The old god of the second emperor is here.

"Wei, Zhao, you haven't lost half of the realm, and now is not the time to send troops."

Ying Zheng's face is not good.

"When do you think it's time to send troops?"

"When will Guanzhong not send honeycomb coal, and when will troops be dispatched."

"The longer you wait, the more cities you'll lose."

The second emperor picked up the teapot produced by Chang'an and the Mo family on the table, and a turquoise waterline fell into the teacup in front of Ying Zheng first.

"Take a sip of tea first."

"Don't drink, bitter, bring wine."

"If you don't drink, I don't want you to participate in state affairs."

"Shaft!"

Ying Zheng scolded angrily, and in the flat eyes of the ruler, he reluctantly picked up the teacup and sipped the bitter tea with a frown.

"Drink more tea, it's good for your body."

The second emperor smiled with satisfaction, poured himself tea, and the turquoise waterline rattled.

The corners of the second emperor's mouth were smiling.

"The land of a thousand years is easy to be a hundred masters, so why not add one or two?"