"Gentleman, take revenge!"

After finishing his sentence, Uncle Kong was surrounded by a strong wind at night, and his clothes swayed!

"Ten years of sharpening a sword......

The energy of his body turned into sword qi and appeared out of thin air, swept through the study, and flew towards the chaotic army!

Wang Xuanzong was anxious in his heart, Old Man Kong seemed to be different from usual, but he had to send an arrow on the string, he shouted: "Although there are many sword qi turned into these qi strength, the power is not great, and the cloud qi is pressed, and this old man will be directly surrounded and killed!" ”

"Kill!"

No matter how many masters there are, with a person's strength and the strength of the army, most of them have to suffer, as strong as the first emperor, don't they have to lead the troops to revolt before they can level the world?

Therefore, the rebels did not have much fear and swarmed up.

"Frostblade hasn't tried."

Uncle Kong was not in a hurry at night and recited the second sentence.

The rebels had already besieged him, and they had no intention of giving him a chance to continue talking.

But... Not close.

"Today I will ...... the king"

The wind in the entire study room suddenly rose, and Uncle Kong's night energy condensed, and the sound spread for hundreds of miles, all over Luoyi!

And the rebel pawns who invaded the Confucian Mansion, whether it was the generals, and even Wang Xuanzong, who was a four-grade cultivator, were all shocked and his body trembled, and his strength was blocked.

"Could it be... A product?? ”

Wang Xuanzong was shocked and inexplicable, as early as when he found out about the private money of the Internal Affairs Office, Uncle Kong's realm was loosened, did he really let him break through to a product?

No, Yipin will not have such power, it is impossible to fight against the army of clouds!

"Kill Uncle Kong! Kill him! He's plundering Confucian luck! ”

A Confucian student suddenly rushed in outside the Confucian Mansion, stretched out his hand, and pointed at Uncle Kong with his index finger, the entire Confucian Mansion was shaking, dust was falling, and the wall was cracked!

There is no need for clouds to have such power, it is definitely a second grade!

It turned out to be Confucian luck....

The people of the hundred families can use the luck of the hundred families, which is one of the reasons why the hundred families can maintain a transcendent status without obeying the imperial court, although they have no army.

As soon as Wang Xuanzong understood why Kong Shuye was so domineering, he found that the old man's expression remained unchanged, and the three thousand volumes of books written silently had his own golden house, which rose into the air under the agitation of energy, protected his body, and recited the last sentence in his mouth.

"Who has a grievance!"

Ten years of sharpening a sword, the frost blade has never been tried; Who has a grievance today?

The powerful sword runs through the Confucian Mansion!

I'll tear down my own house!

The entire Confucian Mansion is divided into two halves! A burst of brutal energy spread in all directions!

"Welcome the cold and summer, send wind and frost, stir up troubled times, oppose all righteousness, old man... It's spring and autumn reading! ”

"The destiny of heaven is dry, and you are going against it!"

Uncle Kong pointed out at the eye.

Wang Xuan froze in place, even if he frantically absorbed the rebel cloud qi to protect himself, he could only feel that something kept hitting his heart, again and again, for a while, extremely heavy.

"Poof—"

The rebels were all the same, even the Confucian who was suspected of being a second-class student, and he was no exception, and suddenly there was a muffled noise in his head, and then blood sprayed out of his eyes, nose, ears, and mouth, and the blood was mixed with a lot of debris.

Everyone fell to the ground, and a large amount of blood flowed outward from the seven orifices.

None of the rebels who invaded the Confucian Mansion survived.

Uncle Kong's anger was agitated at night, and he once again spread the word for hundreds of miles: "Who still has a grudge against the old man?" ”

The eastern city where the Confucian Mansion is located is silent.

Whether it is the rebels or the rebels and remnants who take advantage of the fire to rob, they are all going around this side.

It is better to bully thousands of households in the world, and not to provoke a ram to be a Confucian.

Uncle Kong was quite open-minded at night, and stroked his long beard lightly: "Family feud is enmity, and national enmity is also enmity." ”

As he spoke, he took a hundred steps at a time.

.........................

Lin Song sat on the stone steps in front of a compound with the thatch he found out of nowhere.

He is a person from Linjia Village on the edge of Luoyi, and he is the head of the regimental training and has an official status.

More than ten years ago, when he went out on business, he came home to find his wife and colleagues learning to speak in bed, and in a fit of anger, he killed both of them and was imprisoned.

Before the little emperor drove his own expedition, he asked the prisoners in the prison to leave, they should have children, they should be filial piety, and after three months, they should return to the prison.

When Lin Song left the prison, he didn't think about coming back, even if he had the qi restraint restrictions left by the little emperor in his chest, he didn't want to go back to the prison, he would rather die outside.

He went to visit his father and mother, and when he was in prison, he didn't have time to settle his father and mother, and his father and mother were both old and must have had an extremely miserable life.

He can see through this filthy world.

However, he found that his father and mother grew potatoes and ate better than him.

After a long absence, he cried and was reluctant to give up, but his old and frail parents persuaded him that when the time limit was up, he hurried back to the prison and did not cause chaos to the court.

These days, there are also officials who come to the door to mash potatoes for his father and mother, so that it is convenient for the old man and the old lady who have lost their teeth to eat.

After making all kinds of inquiries, he found out that supporting the lonely and widowed elderly was included in the performance evaluation of local officials.

After that, Lin Song saw another official, sleeping with the wife of the neighbor Lao Wang, and the two were still humming on the bed, while discussing how to frame Lao Wang.

I thought that the old thing would happen again, but the next day, the clothes guard who came out of nowhere took advantage of the night rain to put the official in a sack and press it into the Beijing Division.

Lin Song hurriedly said goodbye to his parents, walked through many places, and saw a lot of things.

It can't be said that it is completely clear, but it is much better than it was more than ten years ago.

Everything is changing.

Lin Song even had an idea, if he didn't kill people impulsively, but punished his colleagues according to the law, and then reconciled with his wife, with the strength of his three products, maybe he would already be a high-ranking official and still be able to participate in these changes.

The affairs of colleagues and wives cannot be changed, but the neighbor Lao Wang may be spared this tragedy.

Estimating the time, three months have come.

Lin Song is back.

He touched the cloth clothes on his body, which were light and fluttering, without shackles or anklets, and it should be much easier.

But there is always a heaviness in my heart that cannot be removed.

"Li Tou'er, find a flail for me to put on."

"Three hundred and seventy-two, go ahead."

The jailer Lao Li Tou threw out a pair of shackles, and made a note on the list without raising his head, and he would have been surprised earlier that these extremely vicious and powerful masters had been released, and they would even return to prison obediently.

Later, when I got used to it, I didn't think it was strange.

Down to the ninth grade, up to the second grade, all came back according to the time.

They don't even have to bother to put on the shackles, and the bracelets and anklets are tied by themselves, this group of prisoners is too conscious.

"Click-"

With a crisp sound, Lin Song put a flail on himself, and happened to see Wu Chong coming back.

"Wu Zhuangyuan, are you back too?"

If you want to say that the most likely person to escape in the heavenly prison should be this Wu Chong.

When he was in prison, he was in the third grade, and when he was released from prison, he was in the second grade, and he did not retreat but advanced, and the anger in his heart can be seen, and the qi left by the little emperor may not have much binding force on him.

"Hmm."

Wu Chong nodded lightly, and there was a trace of blood on his resolute face that had not been erased.

Lao Li twisted his eyebrows slightly, something happened.

I have long felt that it is inappropriate for His Majesty to release these prisoners, even if he seals the cultivation, it is not something that ordinary people can deal with just brute force.

It's okay that the grade is a little lower, and they don't dare to be presumptuous, like Wu Chong, how can they be easily let go?

"You're killing again?"

"Tiger's."

Wu Chong wiped the blood on his face, he left Wujia Village, and he was visiting everywhere.

Back then, he was a martial champion and became a big official, and he could do a lot of things, but now he can only beat the tiger that hurts people in the village, which can be regarded as relieving the people's worries.

"Come to the flails."

"Oh." Lao Li Tou returned to his normal color, and nodded solemnly: "Three hundred and seventy-three, go you." ”