The shouts of killing immediately sounded, and the tiger guards guarding outside engaged the traitors of the Five Cities Terracotta Division, the sound of bowstrings, the sound of fire guns, and the sound of weapons colliding......

It came clearly to everyone's ears.

There are rebels in the distance, and there are dream witches in the near future, which can be called a desperate situation, which makes the faces of the many fighters ugly, and their hearts sink to the bottom.

Fortunately, they are all experienced fighters, accustomed to blood and fighting, and have a firm will.

"Protect Jiang Jingong and the governor into the inner hall. Yinluo, surnamed Zhao, shouted, and he drew his knife.

Jiang Luzhong grabbed the other party's sleeve and wanted to say something, but before he could speak, the silver gong preemptively said:

"Chief, I know, Dream Witch is not good at hand-to-hand combat, as long as he is careful not to get his hair and flesh, he will not be able to launch the spell of killing. ”

Tang Yinluo grinned, "Yes, boss." We can't beat the four-rank martial arts, and the four-rank dream witch can't do it? That's too embarrassing. ”

Seeing that the top boss was so confident, the gongs couldn't help but feel relieved.

Dream witches have strange and bizarre methods, and they are not good at frontal combat, which they only know a little about as gongs.

To the surprise of the gongs, Jiang Luzhong didn't let go, this golden gong that was like a god on weekdays couldn't even stand steadily, but he still grabbed the sleeve of the silver gong.

"Let's go!" Jiang Luzhong said.

Zhao Yinluo turned around and grinned, "Boss, you let us take the governor away, this is not good." ”

Jiang Luzhong shook his head: "You can't leave with the governor, I'm letting you go." ”

"Jiang Jinluo, how do you know if you will lose if you don't fight?" said one of the gongs, as if to cheer himself up, he said loudly.

Zhao Yinluo pulled back his sleeve violently, and Jiang Lu stumbled.

Tang Yinluo supported him and sighed: "...... When we return to the capital, you invite us to a drink. ”

In the end, the silver gong did not speak, and clenched his fist towards Jiang Luzhong.

Zhao Yingong raised his knife in one hand, took off the crossbow on his waist with the other, pulled the trigger, and the bowstring "boom", and the sharp arrow shot away angrily.

Boom...

The rest of the people played more tacit crossbow shooting.

Becoming a puppet, he roared in front of the prefect, allowing the crossbow arrows to shoot into his body, and the tips of the arrows peeked out from behind.

"Death to Lao Tzu!"

Zhao Yinluo jumped high, and in the sound of the blue bricks cracking, he flew more than a dozen zhang, and the standard long knife in his hand burst out with a qi machine that twisted the air.

Burst.

The puppet was cut in half on the spot, and the blood line danced wildly, trying to put him back together, but without success.

The Dreamwitch Prefect flexibly avoided the sword, and the sharp sword qi tore through the earth, spreading all the way to the steps at the entrance of the lobby, making a loud "bang".

The attack of the other two Silver Gongs followed, and they leaned down and ran wildly, dragging out the afterimage, and cooperating with each other to kill the Dream Witch.

At the same time as the attack, the information of the wizarding system came to the minds of the two silver gongs.

There are occasional conflicts between Dafeng and the Witch God Sect, below the fourth grade, including the wizard information of the fourth grade, which is very detailed in the yamen.

The Nine Rank Wizard can refine the living into a puppet, supplemented by secret techniques to stimulate potential, burn essence blood, so that an ordinary person instantly has extremely strong combat power, the more you improve, the faster the essence blood burns, until the oil runs out.

At the same time, the Nine Rank Wizard can also stimulate the potential of his companions, also at the cost of burning essence blood, so he is called "Blood Spirit".

The ability mastered by the Eight Rank Wizard is Curse, which curses and kills the target person according to the eight characters of birth, personal objects, and flesh and body fluids and other objects as the medium. For this reason, the Eight-Rank Wizard is called a "spell master".

The advantage is that it is unpredictable and unpredictable.

The disadvantage is that you can only curse and kill targets lower than your own level.

The title of the seven-rank wizard is "spirit medium", which can manipulate corpses and ghosts, whether it is Dafeng or the demon clan in the north, they have suffered from the spirit medium on the battlefield.

The six-grade wizard is called "hexagram master", who is proficient in hexagram art and seeks good fortune and avoids evil. The wizards of this realm can be described in two words: Gou and steady!

In one sentence: steady as an old dog.

You don't need to look at the yellow calendar when you go out, you only need to count a hexagram to know today's good fortune.

The five-grade wizard is called "Zhu Sacrifice", and he can summon the war soul of the ancestors through the ritual and possess himself, and if the summoned war spirit is a martial artist, then the sacrifice is a martial artist. If it is a Taoist priest, then the sacrifice is a Taoist priest, and so on.

The restriction is that you can only summon war spirits of the same level.

The four-rank wizard is the realm of the prefect in front of him, the "dream witch", walking in the dream realm, killing people invisibly. The most effective way to meet the Dream Witch is not to sleep.

"If you don't give him the opportunity to arrange the ceremony, and don't give him the opportunity to ask the battle spirit to possess him, you can win!" Zhao Yinluo encouraged himself in his heart.

At this moment, he heard a murmuring voice, and turned his head sharply to see that it was a neglected official, who had slit his wrist and drawn strange and intricate formations on the ground with blood.

There are words in the mouth, and there are obscure syllables.

Zhao Yinluo's heart sank.

The next moment, a powerful qi machine was born from the prefect's body, and a black smoke appeared above his head, and it was a vague figure.

At the same time, the blades of the two silver gongs slashed.

The long knife tore through his shirt and slashed at the prefect's body, erupting with a piercing sound of metal clashing. The black smoke shook above his head.

Copper skin and iron bones.

"Who told you that rituals have to be done by the wizard himself? ”

Mengwu, who had the face of the prefect, sneered, raised his hand, and grabbed the necks of the two silver gongs.

With a "click", the two silver gongs died instantly.

Isn't it as simple as pinching two ants to death for a four-rank martial artist to kill two silver gongs.

"Bastard!"

In the lobby, there was a heart-rending roar, like the roar of an old beast on the verge of despair.

It was Jiang Luzhong, who was impotent and furious, his eyes were red, and his face was distorted by anger.

The living gongs were terrified, and finally realized that a few silver gongs were just to boost morale.

Wizards are indeed not good at hand-to-hand combat, but the four grades are the four grades, and the gap between the realms is general. The so-called lack of close-quarters combat is compared to other systems of the same level.

"Cowardly to what?"

Zhao Yingong shouted, and the gongs that shook were excited.

At this moment, this silver gong, who is proficient in eating, drinking, prostituting and gambling, is still holding his war knife, like a warrior who is calmly going to death.

"Two incense sticks, we have to fight for Jiang Jinluo for two incense sticks, it's still early. Zhao Yinluo shouted.

"Noise. ”

But the reality is cruel, disguised as the prefect's dream witch, raised his hand, the qi gathered in the palm of his hand, and pressed down hard.

Shock waves are born in the air, and ripples spread.

Including Zhao Yinluo, the chest of the people who beat the guard was like a collision, vomiting blood and flying upside down.

With just one move, a group of beaters will be abolished.

Jiang Luzhong seemed to have known all this for a long time, he closed his eyes, but there was no anger at this time, because everyone would soon be able to meet in another world.

Mengwu clenched his fists again, the time to ask the battle spirit to possess him was limited, and he didn't plan to talk nonsense with Jiang Luzhong.

After all, the next step is the main event, controlling the White Emperor City, gathering mountain bandits, and attacking the prefectures and counties, and Yunzhou must be defeated before the imperial court reacts.

The Witch God Cult has been plotting for several years, and today is the time to pick the fruit.

A punch was thrown, and the qi machine rubbed the air, letting out a Shen Xiong roar, and hit the direction of the lobby.

A figure stopped in the middle, it was Zhao Yinluo, he held the long knife with both hands, stepped down with his waist, and roared and slashed out.

This should be the pinnacle of his life.

The sword qi collapsed, the long knife was shattered, the magic gong in the chest broke, and the terrifying qi machine pushed Zhao Yingong into the lobby, and the whole hall "boomed".

Jiang Lu was also shocked, and he hurriedly crawled over and hugged his dying subordinate in his arms.

The moment he touched Zhao Yinluo, Jiang Luzhong knew that Huitian was powerless, none of his bones were intact, and so were his viscera.

Si Tianjian may have a panacea for bringing the dead back to life, but Yunzhou does not.

The reason why he didn't die immediately was probably because of Takeo's last stubbornness.

Zhao Yinluo has always been a very stubborn person, always insisting on going his own way, repeatedly disobeying Jiang Luzhong's orders, just like shaking off his hand just now.

"Is there anything else you'd like to say? Jiang Luzhong said in a low voice.

Zhao Yinluo's bloodstained face forcibly squeezed out a smile, full of blood in the gums, and said intermittently: "Boss, I actually have another concubine this year, eighteen years old, but tender."

"But I'm afraid you know, I didn't dare to keep it at home. You often summoned us to several silver gong secret meetings, and repeatedly ordered us to be greedy for no more than 500 taels of silver every year, and the peddlers and pawns could not extort more than 10 yuan at a time, and the shops and restaurants could not exceed 3 yuan at a time.

"You know, a few of us laughed at you in private, and even corruption had to make regulations, and you were the only one in the world. We have a few silver gongs, and we listen to you on the surface, but in fact, we should be greedy or greedy behind the scenes. Otherwise, how could you raise so many concubines.... I'm sorry, boss, to disappoint you.

"So, don't be sad for people like us, according to the rules set by Duke Wei, I should be dragged to the vegetable market and beheaded.

"Old Tang likes to drink, if you can survive, remember the Qingming every year, pour him two more glasses of wine....

"Finally, one last request..... I, I don't want to die in a foreign land, take me, go back to Beijing...."

The glow in Zhao Yingong's pupils dissipated.

"Hey!" Governor Zhang sighed and blamed himself: "It's the official's carelessness, it's the official's carelessness...."

"What's the use of talking about that right now?"

Jiang Luzhong said this with a smile, but the sadness in his eyes couldn't be hidden, and it flowed out and turned into rolling tears.

Mengwu walked slowly and smiled happily: "To be honest, we don't actually plan to divide Yunzhou, support mountain bandits, and hoard troops, just a prepared dark chess game. It should be used when it is needed most, not now.

"Although the experience of surnamed Zhou has found out the problem with the account books, according to our plan, it is just to push Yang Chuannan out of the guilt.

"I didn't expect the Qi Party to be so stupid and expose the secret of cooperating with us. Recruited you.

"What surprised me even more was that just a gong could do this step, which completely disrupted my plan. I can't do it, I can only attack you and occupy Yunzhou in advance. If you want to hate, hate the gong surnamed Xu, if it weren't for his bad deeds, you wouldn't have to die.

"Now, you go first, and I'll pull out that gong and kill it. ”

As soon as the words fell, two strong winds suddenly struck, and Meng Wu raised his hand and shattered the two cold arrows.

On the wall, there was a tall and high-spirited gong, holding in his hand the magic weapon military crossbow given by Si Tianjian Song Qing, but now it has become a mortal thing.

In its lifetime, it can only shoot three times.

"Is my Xu Qi'an so unrehearsed, one by one?"

He had blood on his body, but it was all other people's blood, and he killed it all the way.

After Xu Qi'an finished speaking, his eyes fell on the two dead silver gongs, and on the gongs who were seriously injured and could no longer fight, and the cynical jumping temperament precipitated.

His eyes were dark and his face was expressionless.

.......

At the west gate, a silver light fell from the sky, rumbling and nailing to the city wall, shattered bricks shot in all directions, and dust rose up.

Dressed in fish-scale soft armor, tied in a high ponytail, and with a scarlet cloak behind him, Li Miaozhen stood on the barrel of the gun, staring at the soldiers who bent their bows and arrows.

He said in a deep voice: "Why are you closing the city gate?"

No. 3 ..... Xu Qi'an's slut was right, the city gate was indeed closed, but Li Miaozhen did not recklessly break the city and kill people, and personally came to the city to question.

"Qiang ....." A general pulled out his knife and pointed at Li Miaozhen with a halberd: "There is no forgiveness for killing." ”

I didn't even explain, I just did it.

Then there is nothing to say, Li Miaozhen's eyes were instantly sharp.

Crash... In the sound of Qingyue shaking with the bowstring, dozens of arrows shot at Li Miaozhen.

She didn't dodge or dodge, and with a slap of the bag, a stream of yin wind drilled out, entwining the arrows and changing their flight rules.

The arrows grazed Li Miaozhen, and the archers became masters of human strokes.

"Khooth!"

The flying sword on Li Miaozhen's waist came out of its sheath and turned into silver lightning whistling, wandering past the necks of the city guards, reaping life wantonly.

Da Da... The sound of dense horses' hooves came, and the Feiyan army galloped in, and the dust and smoke billowed out.

The four centurions of the Copper Skin and Iron Bone Realm led the chiefs of the Refining God Realm to kill the head of the city, and cooperated with Li Miaozhen's flying sword to harvest the soldiers guarding the city.

"Master, you haven't used a flying sword for a long time...."The female ghost Su Su fell lightly on the barrel of the gun and hugged Li Miaozhen's waist from behind.

This flying sword is a magic weapon given to Li Miaozhen by Daomen Tianzong, and it is hardly used in normal times, but every time it is unsheathed, it means that Li Miaozhen is in a bad mood.

"I'm angry. Li Miaozhen said.

"Is it because of the assassination of the governor?"

"No, it's because of a slut. ”

“.....”

Su Su frowned, and stopped talking, did she forget that she was the holy daughter of Tianzong? The purpose of Tianzong is too forgetful, not happy or sad, but in the past few years after going down the mountain, Li Miaozhen has become more and more impulsive, more and more jealous and hateful.

Forcibly mixed herself up into a fair-minded and righteous Feiyan woman.

A large part of the reason for the title of Feiyan Woman is that this flying sword is as light as a swallow and kills without a shadow. The second is that she is anxious for justice and righteousness, and where there is injustice, she will fly wherever she goes.

The Feiyan Army once again showed its invincible combat power, quickly clearing the city guards, and then, a brass warrior slammed open the city gate.

Li Miaozhen jumped up slightly, her body fell, and then she held the spear, pulled it out hard, and fell to the ground with it.

Under her leadership, the Feiyan army entered the city.

......

"There is a way in heaven that you don't take, and there is no way to go to hell. After a brief pause, Dream Witch burst out laughing.

Xu Qi'an jumped off the wall, held the black gold long knife given to him by the prisoner, gritted his teeth and said, "You are the one who should go to hell, you son of a bitch." ”

"Xu Ningyan, what are you doing here?" Jiang Luzhong's face changed greatly, "Are you a special mother, you can't save us, go, go quickly." ”

Am I still gone.... Xu Qian said.

He really couldn't leave, because Dream Witch locked on to him, and he was slowly clenching his fists, and the black smoke above his head was slightly puffing up, as if he was accumulating strength.

"Ning Yan, you..."Governor Zhang closed his eyes, "Why do you bother. ”

Xu Qi'an didn't panic at all, and communicated with the monk Shenshu in his heart:

"Master, help me kill this man. ”

"Master?"

"Damn, master, are you still there, don't play with me. ”

"Master, I'm a muddy horse..."

The fist rushed to his face, and the wind and thunder roared in his ears.

When it was, a sigh spread throughout the audience: "Holding the bright moon and picking the stars, there is no one like me in the world." ”

Under Xu Qi'an's feet, a formation pattern lit up, raising a translucent barrier.

"Boom!"

The gas engine exploded on the surface of the barrier, and the explosion was deafening, and the green bricks laid on the ground were lifted for the first time, and the sound was terrifying.

The lobby of the political envoy collapsed in half.

After a long tinnitus, Xu Qi'an heard Jiang Luzhong's roar: "Yang Qianhuan, you are also in Yunzhou, why did you stand by and watch, why didn't you make a move just now?"

Xu Qi'an suddenly looked back and saw a white-clothed figure, standing with his hands in his hands, with his back to them.

For Yang Qianhuan's appearance, he didn't have any surprise in his heart, he just wanted to say: You dead ghost, you are finally here.

Xu Qi'an had long suspected that the warlock who kidnapped Liang Youping was a certain senior brother of Si Tianjian, and it was very likely that it was Yang Qianhuan.

Sure enough.

Yang Qianhuan had this sentence in his heart, but he didn't say it, sighed, and explained:

"I came to Yunzhou because of my teacher's order, so I am not here. ”

The task given to him by the supervisor is: to be optimistic about Xu Qi'an.

Where Xu Qi'an is, he is.

He was not at the scene when several silver gongs were killed.

"I'll take you away. The formation pattern spread under Yang Qianhuan's feet, enveloping Xu Qi'an, Governor Zhang and others.

"Humph!"

Mengwu stepped on the crack formation with one foot, "Yang Qianfan, if you want to save people in this position, you are not qualified enough." ”

Yang Qianhuan's reply was: "Holding the bright moon and picking the stars, there is no one like me in the world." ”

"Arrogant!" the Dream Witch Goat's beard trembled, as if angry.

"Can you go?" In Xu Qi'an's ears, Yang Qianhuan's voice sounded, "I can only take you away, there are too many people, and the formation pattern will be destroyed if it can't be formed." ”

The corners of Xu Qi'an's mouth twitched: "You still have a way, take this guy away." ”

"There are hundreds of rebels out there. Yang Qianhuan warned.

"I know. Xu Qi'an replied.

After a short silence, Yang Qianhuan said, "Okay." ”

He stomped his foot hard, and the formation pattern spread rapidly, this time, only the Dream Witch was enveloped, and just before he could react, the two disappeared in place.

"Take it out of town and fight. Xu Qi'an shouted towards the sky.

Didn't get a reply.

Xu Qi'an brought the bodies of the two silver gongs into the lobby and gently placed them at Jiang Luzhong's feet, "Sorry, I'm late." ”

"You shouldn't have come. Jiang Luzhong said in a deep voice.

I'm still here .... Xu Qi'an wanted to play with memes, but when the words came to his lips, they turned into a bitter smile.

The gongs helped each other into the inner hall, meditated and healed their injuries.

Jiang Luzhong glanced at the surviving gongs, his eyes were somewhat relieved, but the faint sound of fighting outside had come to an end, which made him realize that everyone was not out of danger.

"What's going on outside?" Governor Zhang looked out of the hall.

"There are about four or five hundred rebels, and when I came in, the Tiger Benwei had already been completely destroyed. ”

The gongs opened their eyes, and their eyes were the same, full of despair.

"That's it, it's over......" Governor Zhang laughed miserably: "It seems that there is no escape, this official has failed the emperor's favor and the entrustment of the Duke of Wei." ”

"You don't live up to them, you don't live up to these three dead gongs. Xu Qi'an glanced at him, got up and walked to the threshold.

"Ning Yan, let's go, with your combat strength, leave from the back hall, you can get out. Jiang Luzhong's eyes were red, and he urged:

", hurry up, Lao Tzu will die here with his subordinates today. You are the person that Duke Wei fancies, if you want to die here, the Duke of Wei will dig my grave. ”

"There is hope, as long as we hold on, we will have rescuers. In Xu Qi'an's sight, he had already seen the rebels, and they had attacked.

He looked back and bowed his hand to Governor Zhang: "The governor is a good official, although he also has a belly full of bad water, but after all, he puts the people in front of him in his heart." I hate the world, but I'm glad to see you as a good officer. So I don't want you to die. ”

He then arched his hand towards Jiang Luzhong: "Jiang Jingong is a good superior, and the Jiaofang Division is a good hand at drinking flower wine, if you have a chance in the future, I will ask you to go to the Jiaofang Division, and if you like which Oiran you like, although you say, the floating fragrance is not good." ”

He looked at the corpses of the three silver gongs: "No matter what kind of people they were in life, at least when they died, they lived up to the three words of the watchman." ”

In the end, he clenched his fists and raised them to the top of his head, "Duke Wei treats me like a mountain, and treats me like a mountain, and I treat me like a mountain everywhere, and when I have no reason to enjoy benefits, I rush to the forefront, and when I encounter danger, I shrink behind." ”

With that, he closed the door to the lobby.

Jiang Luzhong was slightly moved, and shouted hoarsely: "Ning Yan!"

A gong trembled and muttered, "No, no, he's impacting the God Refining Realm, he can't hold it at all..."

Governor Zhang got up tremblingly, and fell down as soon as the weak wind blew, but he still stood up strongly, and looked at Xu Qi'an's back, deeply soaking.

They couldn't see the situation outside, but in the sound of bows and crossbows, in the sound of weapons clashing, in the noisy shouts of killing, there was the young man's passionate chanting:

"Young chivalry, befriending Wuduxiong. Liver and gallbladder holes, hair shrugging. In the conversation, life and death are the same. A promise is a thousand gold. ”

.....

Xu Qi'an guarded the entrance of the courtyard, his hand up and down, and his hand up and down.... The rebels come and kill one, and two kill a pair.

In the long knife produced by this prison, the armor is as fragile as paper paste, not to mention flesh and blood.

At first, I felt uncomfortable, and I was full of fear that my hands were bloody, but after killing too much, I became numb.

Among the rebels, most of them are ordinary people, and occasionally there are a few masters of the refining realm. For Xu Qi'an, who has a strong qi and has half a foot in the realm of refining gods, there is actually not much difference.

But he couldn't stand the tactics of the crowd, and his own state was really bad, after killing more than a dozen people in one go, Xu Qi'an gradually exhausted, his stomach turned over and over, his arm was numb, and he lost consciousness.

The most troublesome thing is the bow and crossbow, these things are densely packed and shot, and it is not a knife that can carry it at all.

Fortunately, he had a magic gong tied to his chest, and when he couldn't hurt him with idle knives, guns, swords, and crossbows, Xu Qi'an tried his best to swallow the cold arrows that flew towards the front door, and the rest of the place was with it.

After beheading fifty people in one go, Xu Qi'an reached the first limit, his body's qi was depleted, his eyes were black, and his spirit was like a dry pond, and he would pass out in the next moment.

When he survived this limit, he was surprised to find that new springs were gushing out of the dry pond, nourishing the original spirit.

The surrounding scenery became clear, the soldiers' hideous facial expressions, bulging muscles, and the trajectory drawn by waving their swords...... All the details are captured and imprinted in the mind.

.... This is the God Refining Realm, the God Refining Realm that can be used to everything around you?

No, it's not the limit yet, and you can continue to break through.

Born to die!

Xu Qi'an suddenly understood what the monk Shenshu meant.

The sleepless squeezing of the primordial spirit is itself a kind of life to death. But it's not enough, if the Yuan Shen is compared to a piece of iron embryo, ordinary martial artists are promoted to the God Refining Realm, which is equivalent to a hammer only being smashed once.

What Xu Qi'an is doing now is repeatedly beating, refining the Yuan Shen, and breaking through the limit on the edge of life and death again and again.

After beheading a hundred people, he once again faced the limit, and after holding on, the new spring bubbled out, and his spiritual power improved by leaps and bounds again.

"No, I can't hold it anymore...... Stinky monk, Lao Tzu's life will be handed over to you, don't fool me..... There are still a large number of girls in Lao Tzu's capital who have figured it out......"

After killing two hundred people in one go, Xinquan did not continue to gush out, because Xu Qi'an died of exhaustion.

The rapid growth of the original god has nothing to do with the physical body. He squeezed the Yuan Shen again and again, in fact, he also pressed the flesh again and again, and the Yuan Shen had a new spring gushing out, but the physical body did not.

The killing god finally stopped swinging his sword and stood on crutches. But the rebels did not continue the attack, they held their swords, their faces were hideous, vigilant, fearful, they were scared to be killed.

"Shoot him with a crossbow arrow. A voice in the crowd shouted.

Boom... The bowstring vibrate, and the crossbow arrows shot out, I don't know if it was physical exhaustion or emotional tension, the crossbow arrows that were originally shot at the center of the eyebrows were deflected, grazing Xu Qi'an's scalp and flying over.

But the rebels cheered.

"He's dead, he's dead .... Hahahaha, this dog is finally dead. ”

"Chop him up, chop him up to avenge his brothers. ”

Swarmed.

But at this moment, a flying sword broke through the air, slashed around the crowd, and slashed several soldiers at the front.

Immediately afterwards, four warriors like gods and demons broke through the wall and led a group of armor soldiers to kill them.

At this time, there were still more than 300 rebels, but in the face of this surprise army, it was no better than leeks. Life after life was harvested, soldiers fell, and the strong smell of blood was disgusting.

After cleaning up the rebels, the Feiyan Army saw an unforgettable scene.

At the entrance of the courtyard, a young man stood proudly, his body full of arrows, and at his feet was the corpse of Heng Chen, standing on a mountain of corpses, holding a knife.

There is no breath of life.

Li Miaozhen, who was wearing a scarlet cloak, stood in front of him, and his back was a little lonely.

Li Miaozhen, who was originally full of resentment and anger, and fantasized that if they met again, they would definitely teach him a hard lesson, but at this moment, they were like a fish in their throats.

Li Miaozhen's eyes were red: "I'm sorry, I'm late." ”

"Miaozhen..."

A centurion walked over, but his gaze stayed on Xu Qi'an.

"Boom. He stood up straight, his scales collided, and he clenched his fists towards Xu Qi'an.

Whoa...... The sound of the scale armor colliding sounded, and more than 400 Feiyan soldiers clenched their fists at the same time, in unison.

They didn't even know who the teenager standing at the entrance to the courtyard was, and what his name was. But they respect it from the bottom of their hearts.

"Go in and see if the governor is dead or alive. ”

Li Miaozhen's voice was slightly hollow.

"Yes!"

The centurion bypassed Xu Qi'an and ran into the courtyard.

After the crowd, Su Su, who was overwhelmed by the country and the city, stood quietly in the corner, looking at Xu Qi'an in a daze.

"Are you stupid...."

.....

Syllable...

The centurion pushed open the door and saw the watchman sitting cross-legged on the ground, and saw Governor Zhang, who was intact but pale.

There was a look of despair on everyone's faces.

The centurion was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly said: "In the hundred households of the Feiyan Army, Li Hu, you are saved." ”

Swift Army?!

The people looked at each other, although they didn't understand why the Feiyan Army appeared here, but the shouting and killing outside had indeed stopped.

They were saved.

Desperate to survive.

"Whew...."Governor Zhang staggered, the tight strings finally relaxed, and he held on to the table so that he didn't let himself fall.

"What about Ning Yan..... Governor Zhang asked, "Where's the one outside, the gong?"

The watchmen who escaped death all brushed and looked over.

Baihu suddenly dodged a little, not daring to look at their eyes, they had hope in their eyes, and they had the desire to get good news from their mouths.

He ..... Killed in battle. ”

......

Governor Zhang rushed out of the lobby, walked through the courtyard, and came to Xu Qi'an.

But all he saw was a mangled human form, covered in arrows and knife wounds, without any signs of life.

For no reason, the boy's last chant echoed in his ears:

Young chivalry, befriended by Wuduxiong. Liver and gallbladder holes, hair shrugging. In the conversation, life and death are the same. A promise is a thousand gold.

A promise is a thousand gold....

At this moment, the governor sat on the ground, tears in his eyes.

.....

Outside the city.

Rows of bed crossbows were fired, the sound of bowstrings echoed more and more, and artillery guns were fired, and the rumble was deafening.

Yang Qianhuan's feet lit up with a series of formations, with different functions, sometimes the wind wrapped the arrows to increase its penetrating power, or to change the rules of operation to pursue the enemy.

Sometimes it summons flames to add to the power of the cannonball's explosion. Sometimes it's just to summon the thunder and kill the enemy.

"I am proficient in thirty-six formations, and twenty of them are attack and kill techniques, killing you ants, but within a snap of my fingers. Yang Qianhuan snorted coldly:

"But if you take back that sentence..."

"What?"

Dream Witch, who had summoned the battle spirit several times, was in disarray, and although his combat strength was unparalleled, he could not touch Yang Qianhuan, who had mastered the teleportation formation.

"You just said that I want to save people in your hands, which is not qualified. Man, you have succeeded in stirring up my wrath. ”

"What if you take it back, what if you don't take it back. ”

"If you take it back, you will be left with your whole body, and if you don't take it back, you will be turned into ashes. You wizards are not good at attacking and killing, and the battlefield where corpses are piled up is the home of wizards, and as for this, I have the final say. ”

"I can't stop you if I want to go. ”

Mengwu slapped his palm in the air, and the cannonball exploded, and he staggered back from the frenzied air wave, and the corners of his mouth were bloodshot.

"Now that Governor Zhang and Jiang Luzhong are dead, when the hoarding army in the mountains arrives, you can only flee back to the capital. ”

Speaking of this, Mengwu suddenly palpitated, he frowned, and pinched his fingers as he retreated.

For hexagram masters, palpitations are an omen in the dark.

"How is that possible...."The Dream Witch exclaimed.

He calculated the danger, and the danger came from Jiang Luzhong. However, he should have died now, and there was no life.

Before the action, he made a divination, and the hexagram showed that it would go very well today. But now, everything has changed.

The hexagram shows that it is a great omen.

Who shielded the heavenly machine?

"Boom, boom...."

At the end of the horizon, a figure rushed in, one moment he was far away, the next moment he was close at hand.

It was Jiang Luzhong with a hideous face and red eyes.

The furious qi is surging like a tidal wave, showing the boundless anger of the master.

......

Inn, hall.

Song Tingfeng and Zhu Guangxiao stayed in the hall, and only one gong was left upstairs to guard the prisoners.

The sabers of the two were placed on the table, and neither of them spoke, sitting in silence, and this atmosphere had been maintained for half an hour.

Suddenly, the two of them moved in unison, heard the sound of wheels and wheels, and stopped at the gate of the inn.

Song Tingfeng and Zhu Guangxiao grabbed their sabers and ran out, and saw Governor Zhang in the courtyard, saw the gongs, and saw Li Miaozhen with a high ponytail.

Their faces were engraved with sadness and they were silent.

"What about Ning Yan, what about Xu Ning Yan?" Song Tingfeng looked around the crowd and didn't see his colleagues.

"Outside. A gong whispered.

Song Tingfeng "chuckled" in his heart, rushed out desperately, and then he saw Xu Qi'an in the carriage outside the post station.

He had a robe covering his face, and Song Tingfeng could recognize him because of the unusual knife.

Song Tingfeng stretched out his hand, trembled, and ripped off his robe.

Half an hour ago, the companion who was still alive and well now has no expression, forever.

Song Tingfeng stood there, his head down, maybe for five or six seconds. Suddenly, "Ahh

"Mourning...", a gong walked over, tears in his eyes.

"Get out!" Zhu Guangxiao kicked him out.

Song Tingfeng was still wailing there, "I'll go to your mother's festival to mourn, Brother Lao Tzu is gone, you let me mourn.... You pay back my brother, you pay back my brother.... Whew...."

......

In the gray world, Xu Qi'an saw the small temple again, and a handsome young monk sat in the temple.

"Master......" Xu Qi'an said sadly: "I seem to be dead, I want to greet the women of your family, I don't know if it's convenient?"

.....

PS: This chapter is 9,000 words, three chapters in one.

Last night I coded words, coded and coded, and fell asleep. I got up at half past five, then washed my face and continued to code. Because of the plot, it's not good to break the chapter, and it's best to be able to read it continuously to have a reading experience. So I thought, let's just write it all in one sitting. So I wrote 9,000 words.

Well, at the end of the next chapter, the Yunzhou case is over. Go back to the capital to soak the princess.

Remember to help me catch worms, I'm going to catch up on sleep.