206. Hold power
"Bang!"
Headless body, heavy fall.
Chen Zhuo carried Cai Jing's head that had not yet closed his eyes, threw it casually, and looked at the remaining Fang Juxia, "You're the only one left!" ”
Fang Juxia was frightened and wanted to make a move, but Chen Zhuo took Zhao Shirong on the lion's back with a flash of his eyes, and then patted the stone lion, and the stone lion immediately shook his head and returned to his original position, repeating his true appearance, as good as ever.
Chen Zhuo pulled Zhao Shirong towards the end of the stone steps, climbed the steps step by step, and said softly without looking back: "Kill him." ”
In the wind and snow, several killing forces broke out in an instant.
The killers were the Seven Absolute Divine Sword and Zhu Yueming and others.
These figures moved, flashed, and surrounded Fang Juxia one after another.
Now that Cai Jing is dead, Chen Zhuo will inevitably gain power, people like them who tend to be inflammatory, chasing fame and profit, naturally understand who to favor, and his life is still in the hands of others, and now it is time to show loyalty, not to move at the moment, when to move.
Even the retreating forbidden army followed suit, and the crossbow opened the strings, aiming at Fang Juxia.
"Whew!"
Qi Wenliu in the Liuhe Qinglong suddenly took a sip, with a posture of a fish dying and a broken net, and said hatefully: "The hatred of killing the master is not the same as the sky, let us respect you, it's just wishful thinking, Zhu Yueming...... It won't end well for the few of you. ”
He turned his head again and said earnestly to the other giant: "Fang Giant, today we six brothers will help you get out of trouble, and I hope you can pull us along, let's kill together." ”
The six of them immediately crowded into the room, turning their backs to Fang Juxia and facing the Seven Peerless Divine Sword and others, with the meaning of protecting each other with their lives.
Fang Juxia's face softened, people in the rivers and lakes are most taboo to turn their backs on people, if anyone can turn their backs on a person, it can only mean that they are extremely relieved and trusting.
But at the moment when he eased, the six of them made a move together, the wind was furious, and they turned around to set up a formation, "Liuhe Qinglong Great Array", fist strength, leg wind, sword qi, and suddenly attacked Fang Juxia from all directions, and there were seven peerless swords waiting for an opportunity to make a move outside the array, with a large array of traps inside, and a sword circle outside to lock the enemy, it was simply a net of heaven and earth.
But Fang Juxia is still Fang Juxia in the end, under the siege, although he was shocked at first, he was lucky with the internal strength in his body, and his peak magic skills have been mentioned to the extreme, and the falling snow beside him suddenly dissipated, and the dark energy was like the dazzling morning light that pierced the night at the turn of morning and dusk, diverging from his body, and his eyebrows were dyed gold, like a god.
Together, all kinds of attacks are like a spring breeze.
A group of people forcibly attacked, but although the tiger was old, the word "king" still existed, Fang Juxia raised his hand and made a move, the blood river sword intent came out through his fingers, and a wisp of blood-like sword qi suddenly swallowed out, forcing several people to retreat.
During the struggle, Chen Zhuo had already climbed the stone steps, turned to look back, stared at it, and beckoned to a forbidden soldier.
He took the crossbow from the opponent's hand, added a small arrow to the crossbow box, and in the moment of the arrow, the arrow had already shot to the ground, and without a moment's hesitation, a wisp of green mangs silently sank into the stone slab, leaving a hole the size of a finger.
At the moment when an arrow was shot, he suddenly bent his fingers and played the string, there was no arrow on the string, and as soon as he played the string, only a wisp of weak qi popped out, breaking through the air, and gently spit out a word on his mouth, "Hold!" ”
The pronunciation is clear.
As soon as the strings vibrate, Fang Juxia listened to the movement, and his heart froze, he was very jealous of Chen Zhuo's unbelievable archery, and he hurriedly turned around to be vigilant, and grabbed it with his hand.
But as far as the palm of his hand could reach, there were only pieces of flying snow that were pushed by the energy, and no arrows flew to him, so he was an arrow in the air.
Chen Zhuo slowly released the crossbow, his eyes were very calm.
And what about Fang Juxia?
A wisp of green mangs drilled out of the instep of his foot, pierced the soles of his feet, broke the Yongquan acupoint, and even broke his protective qi, and the blood flowers exploded.
Liuhe Qinglong, the Seven Absolute Divine Sword saw the opportunity and moved, and the killing opportunity came.
Fang Juxia hurriedly parried, furious in his heart, "Come and fight!" ”
Chen Zhuo said disapprerovingly: "I don't have time to deal with you now, Zhuge Shenhou wants you to weaken my strength, how can I do what he wants, it seems that you have been burdened by fame, it is really disappointing." ”
He said to Zhao Shirong: "Sit down!" ”
Zhao Ji was paralyzed on the ground, but seeing that Zhao Shirong was about to sit in his seat, he suddenly jumped up again, and said viciously: "You dare, I am the son of today, the Ninety-Five, you are a prostitute's evil seed, and you dare to touch my things?" ”
Looking at this person who she should have called her father, Zhao Shirong's face was a little pale, and then she sat up and said thoughtfully: "If you pass the throne to me today, I won't kill you." ”
Zhao Ji was stunned for a moment, and then shouted like crazy: "Master Tong, kill them, kill them for me!" ”
He grabbed Tong Guan's sleeve desperately, but when he turned his head to look, he saw Tong Guan standing with the old god there, looking at his nose and nose, his nose and his heart, not moving at all, as if he hadn't seen anything, hadn't heard anything.
Those eunuchs and palace maids all lowered their heads when they saw this.
Zhao Ji trembled, he took a step back with "ah", looked around, and finally found that there was no one around him who could call, and then fell to the ground in frustration.
"Zhuge Zheng, I won't let you go!"
He said as if he was struggling at the last time.
Chen Zhuo said softly: "Zhuge Shenhou is indeed unexpected, but I am not without caution, if he just goes to Chuhe Town alone, it is fine, if he really joins forces with Long Fangxiao and Wen Wan, it will be more auspicious and less auspicious, even if I add Ye Aichan, I am not afraid." ”
He paused before he said in a surprising voice: "I have already asked the people of the Six Doors to invite a supreme master from the Heavenly Prison, plus Situ Twelve, and the 'Power Gang' gang leader Yan Maniac who wants to fight with Zhuge Shenhou again, in addition, the Jiang brothers in the south are also here, not to mention that they will have no return, at least they will have to lose half their lives." ”
The "Brother Jiang" is the master of the "Tianxia Society" in the south that competes with the "Power Gang", respectively, Jiang Renting, who "swept the wolf", and Jiang Duanping, who "Megatron Shenzhou".
"Isn't that person in the prison the eldest grandson Feihong?"
Xu Xiaoyi finally made a move, rescued Fang Juxia from the siege of everyone, and rescued him.
Chen Zhuo waved his hand and motioned for everyone to retreat, "It's the King of Desolation!" ”
If you want to elaborate on the eldest grandson of the "Desolate King", his life experience is very similar to that of the "King of Extermination", and he is also the leader of one party's forces, and he is the top master in the "way of the gun"; He has assassinated Wang Anshi several times, but Zhuge Zheng and I have stopped him, and he has assassinated Cai Jing, and he has lost both with the Yuan Thirteen Limit; After assassinating Zhao Ji, this time he fought several vicious battles with Zhuge Zheng and me before he was captured.
This person is also a rare top player in the world, and he has been imprisoned in the prison, but Chen Zhuo asked Zhu Xiawu to invite him out.
Xu Xiaoyi's expression changed greatly, "How do you say that they moved?" You are famous for being a 'chivalrous hunter', and if you do this, you will lose your reputation as a hero. ”
Chen Zhuo took a deep breath, stood with his hands in his hands, frowned and groaned for a moment, and said in a deep voice: "The Central Plains are almost gone, and you still care about the name of a bullshit man...... If it is still a long time, I may be able to think about it or two, and I will not make such a decision, but it is too late, the overthrow of the Central Plains is imminent, and you people, full of benevolence and morality, do not do it yourself, and do not allow others to do it, this is not good, that is not allowed. ”
His tone was flat, but there was a fierce color in his eyes, "The children of the rivers and lakes are dead, the back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves, it's time for the rivers and lakes to change...... Moreover, this battle is about the general trend, there is no right or wrong, and it is also a moral struggle between themselves; If I fail, I am not the only one who will die, and since they dare to wade through this troubled water, they should have the consciousness of defeat, and it is not a pity. ”
Xu Xiao was speechless for a while, what he said was right, such a big event, the difference between one thought and thousands of lives, if you were afraid of the head and tail, and scruples came and went, there would not be such a scene now.
"Are you doing it for your own selfish desires, or for the sake of the world?"
Chen Zhuo glanced at Fang Juxia, who was covered in injuries, and replied unexpectedly: "Take him away, while I haven't changed my mind." ”
"Thank you!"
Xu Xiaoyi glanced at him deeply, didn't stop, and immediately helped Fang Juxia into the snow, a few ups and downs, and disappeared.
There was a sudden silence in the room.
Blown by the cold wind, Zhao Ji saw that everyone was looking at him, and suddenly a spirit, his eyes were dark, and he knew that the general trend had gone.
Facing Chen Zhuo's calm eyes, his heart throbbed, and he hurriedly said to Zhao Shirong: "I am willing to abdicate, as long as you don't kill me, I will draft an edict immediately, and I can also help you to remove Zhuge Zheng from the position of my taifu and condemn him to the crime of bullying the king." ”
"Sir?"
Zhao Shirong looked at Chen Zhuo, as if asking what he meant.
Chen Zhuowen said: "You are in charge of this kind of thing. ”
Tong Guan saw the opportunity at this time and said: "The old minister has something to play, the minister Cai Jing intends to rebel, although the crime is ambushed, but there are still remnants of the Cai Mansion that have not been eliminated, and there are still a number of his henchmen in the capital, according to the old minister's opinion, he should punish his nine clans, raid the house and destroy the door, in order to set an example, so that it can stabilize the hearts of the people, and can also win the hearts of the people." ”
The masters who originally belonged to Cai Jing's faction were stunned when they heard this, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and secretly said that this guy is so ruthless.
Chen Zhuo's eyes drooped, and he glanced at everyone lightly, looking at Zhu Yueming.
Zhu Yueming's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly said: "If the official wants to go to this matter, it can be handed over to my criminal department to handle it, and it will be foolproof." ”
Chen Zhuo said: "Then go, do it as soon as possible before dark!" ”
He pointed to Cai Jing's head again, "Bring this with you." ”
Zhu Yueming was overjoyed, "The subordinate officer receives the order." ”
After speaking, he quickly led two of his subordinates out.
"For the rest, immediately convene the officials of the central part of the capital to prepare for the enthronement ceremony, everything is simple, the sooner the better."
This sentence was said by Zhao Shirong.
A group of people scattered in all directions, and drove out as if they were flying.
"This battle has just begun."
Chen Zhuo looked at the bloody flesh and mud that was almost covered by frost and snow all over the ground, helped the canopy above Zhao Shirong's head, and sighed in a whisper: "Ancient and modern heroes, who is not calling for wind and rain between black and white, good and evil...... Speaking of heroes, who are heroes? ”
He suddenly pulled a powder cartridge out of his bosom and tugged at the fuse.
A little spark rises into the sky, and then "bangs" explodes into bright fireworks in the sky.
Inside and outside the capital, a pair of eyes stared at it tightly and raised it again and again.
"It's done!"
(End of chapter)