Tang Yu finally walked in front of Sima Yan

Ji Kang finally played "Guangling San".

Sima Yan was calm and not panicked at all.

However, the guards, who were in a standoff with the rangers, panicked and tried to flee. But how can these veterans let them go at this time and delay this farce?

"Do you have any last words?" Tang Yu asked in a deep voice.

"Saving Ji Kang is fake, robbing the court is fake, killing Xiaowei and Xingping is real, killing me is second. This is indeed a great method and layout. The use of people in the rivers and lakes to confuse the people has made the tightly controlled official execution grounds full of loopholes. Is this your office?" Sima Yan said curiously.

"The people of this layout no longer exist in the world, in order to kill you. Tang Yu, who gritted his teeth, couldn't help but think of his kind teacher and wanted to end Sima Yan

"Slow down!"

However, Ji Kang, who had just finished playing a tune, opened his mouth. "If you take out the sword at this moment, even if there is a blood revenge, but what will definitely happen is that all the rangers present will die because of you, and one in ten rangers will not exist. The 3,000 bachelors who came to see me off were imprisoned for your involvement. The people of Luoyang are all suffering because of you. There are nine empty rooms. Luoyang can't afford the wrath of the Sima family, and you shouldn't let your father repay his debts. This is the end of the story. It's up to you to kill or cut. ”

"The dying man, who still came to take care of the affairs of the enemy's family, and still wanted to save the city, Ji Kang, you are really naïve as a child, haha! In a few words, will the blood feud I have endured for ten years be eliminated?" Tang Yu shouted angrily.

"Once upon a time, Tang learned about Guangling San from me. Every time I was golden, now I'm absolutely dead. If it was taught in the beginning, it should be passed on to you by now. After hearing the news of Guangling Kazuyi's concentration and Guangling's disappearance, your father's pursuit of power and desire for success led to the catastrophe of death. If he had studied in Guanglingsan, he would have been calm, calm, or not now. (Father Tang Yu Tang Luozi Mo Xuan) stared at Ji Kang, Tang Yu, Ji Kang was poisoned by poison gas and lay next to the harp, like a child who studied hard and caressed the harp to sleep. Perhaps, he wants to walk peacefully, drinking poisonous wine, not caring about life and death.

In the criminal stage, the adult Ji Shao cried like a child and cried like an infectious disease. The 3,000 scholars who came to see him off wept and people couldn't help but sob. Even the officers and soldiers secretly touched a handful of tears.

Tang Yu saw Xue Lan secretly wiping her tears in the crowd. Why did she come? She was apparently ordered to stay in the inn by her own order.

Tang Yu was flustered, and recalled what his master had said to him before his death: "There is no undispersed swordsman in the world, there is no undispersed swordsman, and there is no invincible swordsman"; I remembered that my mother warned me to "don't let Hu Hua" secretly give him private money, don't let my relatives dot on him, and don't let my father reprimand him, "Right and wrong, you should keep it in mind, the philosophy of the sage should be adhered to." ”

"Dad, Mom, Sister, Grandpa......" Tang Yu whispered, he remembered the infinite satisfaction of his happy life before the age of 13, when he was still a child, why didn't God let him die in the fire too, why let him survive in this world to this day.

Tang Yu struggled in his heart, his face changed slightly, but his sword power against Sima Yan remained the same. Yes, he came out from under the sword while he was struggling. The sword moves forward.

The sword was drawn like a scabbard. Tang Yu walked with difficulty in the direction of Luoyang City Gate. He didn't know if he would be able to get out. He didn't know how long he could go. He only knew that he had been hurt by Xiaowei for a long time, but it was fatal, not fatal. After that, he forced his True Qi to run just for revenge. Now his heart is in pain, his heart is split. However, he felt relieved. He felt that his relatives were waving to him. At this time, Xue Lan rushed out of the crowd and helped him. Xue Lan, in Tang Yu, stumbled under the weight, but he couldn't stop Xue Lan's worry: "If you don't rescue it, this injury is really fatal! Brother, brother, don't sleep! I'll take you away!"

"Let them go!"

Sima Yan covered his severed tail finger to alleviate the pain, and watched as the two men faded away. Recalling what Tang Yu said when he drew his sword, every child who came to this world was an angel who had lost his wings in his previous life. He deserves to endure the suffering of the world. I want you to love the people as much as you love your son. May the world be at peace under your rule and the people live in peace and contentment.

The wanderers dispersed in the crowd as early as possible, and Sima Yan did not give the order to stop them. He bowed to Ji Kang and said, "It's buried deep." ”

In the second year of Xianxi (265), King of Jin, Sima Yan, Emperor Wei was forced to retreat a few months later. His name is Kim and his capital is. He was changed to Taishi in the Yuan Dynasty. (After the founding of the People's Republic of China, he adopted a series of economic measures to develop production and promulgated family regulations.) Taikang, during the years, there was a prosperous scene in the Western Jin Dynasty, known as "Taikang".

In the autumn of 265, in the imperial city, Luoyang

Sima Yan looked at the river and mountains from a distance. His left hand stroked the scar on his right hand from the loss of his tail finger. "Luoyang is really a memorable place. Two years from now, will there be anyone in this world worth remembering? Whether or not, I still remember that promise. Next to him, the senior monk folded his hands and said, "Ten years of sword training is just to kill people. When the killing stops because of the killing, and the violence is suppressed by the violence, compassion comes out of nowhere. I'm not as good as this benefactor. Amitabha, I'm kind. ”

In 265 AD, the outer city of Luoyang

Standing at the door of the wooden house, Xue Lan muttered: "There are twelve hours in a day, there are four quarters in an hour, there are three cups of tea in an hour, a cup of tea has two pillars of incense, a pillar of incense has five points, one point has six fish fillets, and a fish fillet has ten moments." A split second is a second. For two years, it took 730 days, 730 nights, 8760 hours, 7080 quarters of an hour to pull someone's finger. ”

Xue Lan waved his clever little head. "There are countless behind it. It's huge. ”

As he spoke, he blinked at Tang Yu who was chopping wood with a pair of sparkling eyes, as if he could solve the question of how many incense sticks were on the coffee table two years ago.

Tang Yu shook his head at her slightly. He continued to chop wood. Even with a rusty axe and facing a log, he still maintains the swordsman's attention. When he went down with an axe, he used no more, no less, and with just the right amount of power.