At this moment, the killing is taking place in Xu Wen's mansion.

At this moment, Xu Wen was hugging his wife Li and lying on the couch.

Li was Xu Wen's second wife and the mother of Li Yu, the founding emperor of the Southern Tang Dynasty, and later, she was posthumously named Empress Mingde.

Not long after, a loud noise sounded, and both Xu Wen and Li on the bed were startled.

The wooden door of the room was broken open with absolute force, and there was a deafening loud bang. The sound rang out like thunder, tearing apart the silent air in an instant, and the whole house seemed to tremble. The moment the wooden door was slammed open, the sound of glass shattering began to fill the air, cutting through the silence like a sharp blade.

Then, the aftermath faded away, and the room was filled with a strong smell of wood and dust.

The room fell silent again, as if nothing had happened.

But Xu Wen no longer had any sleep, he sat up, but saw that the lights in the house were lit up in an instant, and in an instant, the lights in the house were bright.

This unconventional scene shocked Xu Wen, and the Li family beside him couldn't help but be shocked and silent, but soon, she controlled the surprise in her heart and suppressed the urge to scream.

Screaming loudly in times of distress will do nothing but cause trouble.

A figure dressed in black, surrounded by darkness above and below, suddenly appeared in the room like a ghost.

Fake Li swaggered and sat at a table by himself, not taking Xu Wen in his eyes at all.

"Who is Your Excellency?

Visiting late at night, I don't know what to do? Xu Wen looked at the man in black in front of him, was vigilant, and said calmly.

Although he was attacked by a surprise attack, he quickly calmed down, and there were countless guards in his mansion, and there were masters in the town, presumably they would soon ......

"I'm just here to ask Xu Xiang a question." Fake Lee's deep voice came from behind the black mask.

Xu Wen's mansion is indeed heavily guarded, huh...... is more tightly guarded than the palace played by Yang Long, and there are even masters of the rivers and lakes, but their strength is much worse than Zhu Youwen.

Zhu Youwen waved his hand, and the yin qi around his body was rolling, and the Nine Mysteries Heavenly Divine Skill was activated!

Opposite the fake Li, Xu Wen, who was sitting on the bed, was surprised when he heard this.

Just to ask a question?

It can't be that simple.

He slowly rolled over and got out of bed, behind him, Li wrapped the quilt tightly, wrapped himself tightly around him, so that she would not be in the spring, she looked at Xu Wen's back in front of her with a worried face.

I don't know what question this hero wants to ask, Xu knows everything, and he has endless words.

Distinguished guests come from afar, really let the humble house shine, there is a loss of welcome, ten thousand sins, ten thousand sins. Xu Wen first arched his hand, looked at the fake Li in front of him, and said all the good things, and then pretended not to know, and said: "Come on, don't you hurry up and serve tea to this distinguished guest, so that others can see it, and I think that I am snubbing the distinguished guest." ”

"No need to call, Xu Xiang. Your subordinates are now 'sleeping' soundly. Fake Li looked at Xu Wen in front of him and spoke.

'In the case of being attacked by the killer at night, this person did not have the slightest surprise on his face, and in a short moment, he first stabilized me with good words, and then tested the situation in his own house, which is indeed powerful.

It's a pity that such a powerful person will also have times when he is stupid. Fake Li looked at Xu Wen in front of him and spoke.

Xu Wen turned Meng Zhixiang away, what does this mean?

Are you Xu Wen afraid of Li Xingyun and want to surrender to Li Xingyun?

No matter how smart and capable people are, they will not be able to leave you in the wrong line!

Kill.

Xu Wen must die!

"Since Xu Xiang talked about hospitality, why don't you ask Xu Xiangqin to make me a cup of tea?" Fake Li looked at Xu Wen in front of him and spoke.

When Xu Wen heard this, although he felt a little resentful because of the humiliation, the hero did not suffer the immediate loss, he stabilized his mentality and calmly made tea for the fake plum.

This Xu Wen is also proficient in the tea ceremony, there are tea sets and tea leaves in the room, and after a while, a pot of tea has been brewed, Xu Wen raised his hand, poured a cup of tea for the fake Li, poured a cup for himself, and sat in front of the fake Li generously.

"Your Excellency, please." Xu Wen looked at the man dressed in black in front of him and spoke.

"Xu Xiang, a powerful minister who was in a high position in the past, but today he pours tea and water for others, this taste, I'm afraid it's not comfortable." Fake Li slowly took off the black veil on his face and spoke.

"Don't worry, don't humiliate you." A face that shocked Xu Wen for a whole year was generously exposed in front of Xu Wen's eyes.

"You! You! Rao is Xu Wen, who didn't show surprise when the assassin was close just now, but at this moment, he lost his temper because of a face.

"It's an honor in your life to be able to pour tea for me." Fake Li looked at Xu Wen in front of him, learned the tone of the person who gave him this face back then, and spoke.

Actually, he didn't think it was an honor, but it didn't matter......

"Li, Li Xingyun......" Xu Wen was dumbfounded, he looked at the "Li Xingyun" in front of him and said in disbelief: "You, how is it possible, this, this is impossible." ”

"Xu Xiang, do you remember the question I was about to ask just now?" Fake Li looked at Xu Wen in front of him and spoke.

"W-what's the problem?" Xu Wen was frightened for a while, subconsciously looked at the fake Li in front of him, and asked.

Do you think that "I" (here referring to the real Li Xingyun) will let you go?

Datang, will it let you go?

Bad people, will they let you go? Fake Li looked at Xu Wen in front of him, a deep voice sounded, and asked.

"You......

What do you mean by that? Xu Wen looked at "Li Xingyun" in front of him and asked.

"Will it or won't?" Fake Li didn't care about him, he played with the teacup in his hand, watching the tea rippling in the cup, and the fire in the room flickering in the tea in the cup.

Both of them were silent, and for a moment there was only silence in the room, and the light of the fire flickered in the night.

"I guess the answer is no?" Xu Wen pondered for a long time, and finally, he spoke in a deep voice.

"Well, you guessed it." Fake Li smiled, and immediately, he changed his murderous face, looked at Xu Wen in front of him, his voice suddenly rose more than an octave, and roared: "Then, why are you so stupid, why!" ”

"What?" Xu Wen was in a trance for a while, and he was a little overwhelmed.

The person in front of him is like a mad demon at the moment, it is really difficult to communicate, Rao is Xu Wen has a thousand clever plans in his heart, he has thousands of powers, and the sword is close to him, so he has to be like ordinary people who have nothing to do.

It's not noble......

Outside the house, a figure was thrown into the room, and the person who was thrown in was already covered in bruises and dying.

"Pennu!" Xu Wen was surprised, and when he looked at it, it was his adopted son Xu Zhihe!

He was shocked and spoke.

"Son!" The Li family on the bed saw his son's appearance clearly at the moment by the light of the fire in the house, was shocked, lifted the quilt, and ran to Xu Zhihe regardless of the spring light.

That's her own flesh and blood, how did she be beaten like this!?

Her heart was bleeding when she saw it.

But before she could run to her son's side, the blue arrogance in the fake Li palm was rolling, and with a palm of her hand, she was killed.

Looking at the moribund adopted son and his wife, who had turned into a corpse, a coldness that soaked his whole body filled Xu Wen's heart, and immediately, he was angry: "I fought with you in this way!"

Today, even if you die, you will never be well! ”

"Don't worry!" The fake Li's figure flickered, pulling out afterimages in the air, and his figure suddenly came to Xu Zhihe's side, raised his legs, and then, with the internal force of Tiangang Jue and Li Sizhao's Holy Qiankun Gong, he stepped on it heavily.

A tooth-shattering sound of bones cracked.

In an instant, yellow, red, and white filled the room, and under the illumination of the lamp, it also made the room a little more colorful.

In this way, the future emperor became a blooming "flower".

"You! You, uh......" Before Xu Wen finished speaking, the fake Li used his hand as a knife, wrapped in rolling internal force, and stabbed Xu Wen into the abdomen with a palm.

Xu Wen wanted to say something, but he couldn't say anything anymore, his strength retreated like a tide, and he was no longer able to support his body.

Fake Li took out his palm casually, turned around and left, not giving Xu Wen a look, and behind him, Xu Wen slowly fell to the ground, and finally, his consciousness fell into darkness.

"Slow, slow......"

There was a heart-rending shout from someone in the distance, and Fake Li sensed it with his keen five senses, it was Meng Zhixiang's voice.

Zhu Youwen outside the door was also stunned.

Everyone has been killed, and you are shouting "slow" here?

There is no chance in this life, so slow down in the next life.

"Slow down, slow down!" Meng Zhixiang stumbled to Xu Wen's bedroom.

Fake Li slowly walked out of the door with a dripping body of blood and a strong smell of blood, and he looked at Meng Zhixiang with a scrutinizing gaze.

Seeing him like this, Meng Zhixiang's heart fell to the bottom, and it was over......

"What?" Fake Li looked at Meng Zhixiang in front of him coldly and spoke.

"Xu Wen, what about others?" Meng Zhixiang still didn't give up, he looked at the fake Li who was murderous and bloody, and asked.

At this moment, Fake Lee's hands were still dripping with blood, of course, not his own.

"As soon as Xu Wen saw my face, he felt guilty, and he had already gone to Zhaozong to tell him about his loyalty to Datang." Seeing Meng Zhixiang's appearance, Fake Li looked at Meng Zhixiang angrily and spoke.

"Ugh." Meng Zhixiang sighed when he heard this.

"Why sigh?" Zhu Youwen frowned when he heard this, looked at Meng Zhixiang, and spoke.

"Please come with me, and you'll see." Meng Zhixiang turned around, made a "please" movement, looked at the two people in front of him, and said calmly.

Because he was suspicious, he wanted to find Bai Ri's door and ask about it, but it was okay not to look for it, and he was startled when he found it.

Not long after, Zhu Youwen and Fake Li followed Meng Zhixiang to a room.

The room was intact and completely dark inside.

Meng Zhixiang raised his hand, pushed open the door, and then entered the house, lit the lamp in the room, as if he had expected it, many items in the room were cleaned up, only this oil lamp, the oil in it was still full, and it was still waiting for something.

Fake Li walked into the room with Zhu Youwen with a body of blood, and Fake Li looked around at the empty room, but in the end, his eyes stopped in front of a table.

There were only two things on it, and Meng Zhixiang didn't move, one was a human skin mask, and the other was a piece of letter paper, on which three big characters were written in red pen and ink, "bad person".

At this moment, Fake Li's heart was also cold.

Zhu Youwen looked at the three big words "bad person", first his eyes widened slightly, and then he frowned.

At this moment, he understood why Fake Li saw people kill people along the way, and even the passing dogs had to suffer two Huayang needles.

……

Bianzhou.

At this moment, the empress was dressed in a Qi king costume, wearing a Zixia sword at her waist, riding a high-headed horse, standing in front of Bianzhou City, her handsome face was full of coldness.

In the military formation, the flag bearer held the flag high, and at this moment, behind the empress, the banner of the Tang Dynasty fluttered in front of Bianzhou City again.

Soldiers are clad in armor and armed with blades or spears, and their swords shimmer with cold light, reflecting the sunlight like lightning bolts through the sky. Shoulder to shoulder, back to back, they lined up in a close phalanx, marching in unison, marching into the city of Bianzhou in groups.

As the army marched, the ground trembled, and the sound of footsteps resounded through the sky like thunder.

For the empress, this battle was extremely easy, in fact, after the empress's troops came to the city, the remaining Bianzhou defenders in the city rushed to surrender to the empress.

From beginning to end, she only needs to act step by step, and the rest of the time is enough for the concave shape.

After all, when an army is undercover from top to bottom, and officers at all levels are bad guys, how many of them can be expected to be loyal to Zhu Youwen, the Great Liang Emperor who has abandoned them?

The city of Bianzhou, the capital of Daliang, was conquered in this dramatic way by the restored Tang Dynasty.

The empress knows that so far, it is only a small victory, and the time when the real Tang Dynasty can win is still to come.

According to the intelligence, although under the instruction of Meng Po, the fake Zhu Youwen took away most of the Bianzhou defenders, but under Meng Po's careful design, except for a few troops that were enough to maintain the fake Zhu Youwen, the emperor, to ensure that he could play his own use value for the Tang Dynasty for the last time, most of the remaining army families were thrown in Bianzhou.

The news of the destruction of Bianzhou City spread, and it won't be long before you can quietly wait for the surrender of the surrendered soldiers, and then slowly digest them.

……

Jindi.

Untie the beam.

A team escorted by more than 1,000 soldiers came to this Yunchang's hometown.

In the whole convoy, there are countless frames, mules and horses.

One of the most striking is a magnificent carriage drawn by several white horses, the frame is bright yellow, the walls are covered with brocade embroidery and silk satin, with gold filigree embroidery and painted patterns, and the roof of the carriage is hung with ornate silk and beaded curtains, decorated with gold thread and precious stones, fluttering like streamers in a fairyland, and gorgeous colorful wood carvings and gold leaf patterns, blooming with brilliant light.

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