Chapter One Hundred and Sixty-Seven, Purgatory
The moment Lin Zheng fell unconscious, the thunder in the sky also lost control at the same time, and the thunder was scattered like raindrops. For a while, the Purple Jade Villa, which was originally used for drinking and enjoyment, instantly became a purgatory on earth.
Listening to the hustle and bustle outside, Wang Zixuan smiled at the corner of his mouth, this time the thunder did not seem to have completely lost Lin Zheng's control, and the entire mountain villa, only the place where he was was safe and sound.
Qian Lao also seemed to have noticed this, although he was afraid of Wang Zixuan, but he would definitely not be able to survive in this thunder and lightning, so he simply gritted his teeth and grabbed General Youqianniu and Zhao Lu, and jumped to Wang Zixuan's side.
In this jump, a thunderbolt fell, hitting Qian Lao's shoulder, and in a blur of edelweiss, Qian Lao fell heavily beside Wang Zixuan.
Wang Zixuan squinted, and Qian Lao squeezed out a smile like begging for mercy.
"My lord, let me hide for a while. Qian Lao said with a smile.
"Lord Wang......" Zhao Lu also said.
Wang Zixuan didn't bother to continue to shoot, but just hugged Lin Zheng and snorted coldly, which was considered a default.
A few people breathed a sigh of relief.
"There are nearly a thousand people in this villa, and I am afraid that there will not be one in ten when such a thunder is sprinkled. General Right Qianniu muttered, his eyes full of awe.
"Snort. Wang Zixuan sneered: "Do you think there are only so many people in this villa?"
"What do you mean?" General Right Qianniu heard Wang Zixuan's ridicule, and instinctively felt that something was wrong.
Wang Zixuan didn't answer, but instead got up and tried to take a step, and when he saw that there was nothing to do, he was sure that even if he walked around at will, he would not be struck by lightning, so he said softly: "Come with me." ”
At this moment, a blue and purple intertwined thunderbolt flashed in an arc, once again penetrating the attic, and countless sawdust was ignited by the thunder, turning into flying ash and blowing into the faces of several people, and a few people understood that the safe area would move with Wang Zixuan's movement.
In a hurry, several people didn't dare to get too close to Wang Zixuan, for fear of annoying him, and they didn't dare to stay too far for fear of being affected by lightning, and the situation was very embarrassing for a while.
How could Wang Zixuan care about the three of them, he walked to the terrace, and the three of them followed quickly to the terrace, the platform was very high, and he could see the whole picture of Ziyu Villa, and naturally he could also see the scene outside Ziyu Villa.
I don't know when, on the difficult winding mountain road outside the Ziyu Villa, there were dense Zhou Dynasty troops surrounded by layers, and there were nearly 10,000 people in a rough count.
These people are all wearing Qi military uniforms.
"This ......" General Right Qianniu looked at this scene with disgust, and also noticed General Zuo Qianniu below, who was trying his best to avoid the thunder with Chu Changting.
General Zuo Qianniu and Chu Changting were crawling and rolling in the villa, doing their best, and finally came to the periphery of the villa, without the two of them ordering, the army was already retreating in a hurry, and the narrow mountain road, and the grass on both sides, were densely packed with evacuated soldiers.
"The mountain road is long...... Wang Zixuan hummed a little song calmly.
General Right Qianniu also looked at this scene, but his mood was completely different from Wang Zixuan's, just in the blink of an eye, there were already soldiers who came forward to be concentrated by the dense thunder, life and death unknown, and just as Wang Zixuan hummed a song, the road down the mountain is still very long, and these tens of thousands of soldiers have little life......
Qian Lao breathed heavily, and suddenly held a dagger in his hand and stabbed at Lin Zheng, who was unconscious and defenseless in Wang Zixuan's arms, such a terrifying killing weapon can't be kept!
A sharp hiss of breaking the air was played in an instant, and it disappeared instantly, in exchange for the result that Qian Lao's posture maintained a running motion, and a blood line appeared on his neck at some point.
Qian Lao touched his neck, but he couldn't feel anything, he used his last bit of strength to roar: "Can't stay!"
The next moment, the voice stopped abruptly, and Qian Lao's body separated.
"Old Qian!" General Youqianniu exclaimed in pain, and rushed forward to hold Qian Lao's body, but he didn't care about Qian Lao at all, but he didn't know when he had already drawn his sword, and wanted to kill Wang Zixuan.
However, it was the same sound of breaking the air, and the same death was played, and the corpse of the right Qianniu general was also separated, and even the blood splattered from his neck failed to splash Wang Zixuan's boots.
Before Zhao Lushang could react, he was already left alone.
"Lord Wang......" Zhao Lu was shocked, and called Wang Zixuan's title inarticulately.
He sat down on the ground, struggling to get away from Wang Zixuan, but the cold light flashed, and the Great Wind Sword was slanted behind Zhao Lu's back.
Feeling the coldness and sharpness behind him, Zhao Lu's whole body was shocked, and he didn't dare to make the slightest movement.
"Give me the sword. Wang Zixuan spoke, his voice was still flat, as if he had just killed a few flies casually, and he couldn't make the slightest wave in his heart.
Wang Zixuan said and sat on the ground, picked up the wine jug that fell on the side and shook it, seeing that there was still half a pot of wine that had not been spilled clean, so he raised his head and drank it defenselessly.
Seeing this, Zhao Lu's shout before his death sounded in his mind, as well as the recklessness of General Qianniu You, he stood up tremblingly, stretched out his right hand and wanted to pull out the sword, but because of fear, his right hand couldn't stop trembling, and he couldn't even hold the sword, so he couldn't pull the sword up.
Cold sweat ran down Zhao Lu's cheeks and lay down, Zhao Lu used both hands together, and his left hand pressed his right hand hard, so that he could barely hold the hilt of the sword.
"Hurry up. Wang Zixuan didn't look back, admiring the beautiful scenery in the night.
The thunder set the houses and the grass on fire, and in the distance in the sea of fire were soldiers running desperately for their lives, and some people below were desperate for their lovers, and some people abandoned all struggles, only to find that there was already a sea of fire outside the villa, and there was nowhere to live. All kinds of despair came into his eyes, but Wang Zixuan was paying attention to a beautiful petal dancing in the sea of fire with the heat wave, a thunderbolt fell, and the petals were beaten into powder and scattered in the villa.
Different from the noise outside, Wang Zixuan is extremely quiet here, only the sound of Wang Zixuan drinking, Lin Zheng's breathing, and the sound of Zhao Lu kneeling on the ground trembling.
"My lord!" Zhao Lu trembled and broke the silence, he did not raise his sword to deal with Wang Zixuan, but held the Great Wind Sword in both hands and presented the sword to Wang Zixuan, and at the same time, he also handed over his life and death to Wang Zixuan.
"Put it in the scabbard. Wang Zixuan still didn't look back, as if what Zhao Lu was holding was not the world's sharpest wind sword, but a ball of cotton.
Zhao Lu looked at the scabbard on Wang Zixuan's waist, the black hole was hollow, he couldn't see how deep it was, Zhao Lu seemed to be a little lost for a while, as if there were countless scabbards on Wang Zixuan's body, and he couldn't tell which one was real.
Zhao Lu trembled and picked up the Great Wind Sword, his hands clenched and he used all his strength to barely hold the sword steady, he swallowed his saliva, but his throat was still dry, this pain did not make him sober, but made his mind even more confused.
Finally, Zhao Lu found a scabbard and put the Gale Sword into it.
The beautiful sound of gold and iron intertwined sounded, and it was the pleasant hum of the blade of the Gale Sword touching the scabbard.
This beautiful sound sounded like a waking bell, and Zhao Lu came to his senses in an instant.
"Sit down. This time, the wine jug in Wang Zixuan's hand was not contaminated with a deeper fishy smell, and Zhao Lu's choice allowed him to survive.
"Yes. Zhao Lu rolled up his sleeves and wanted to wipe a cold sweat, but looking at Wang Zixuan's back, he was afraid that Wang Zixuan would put his hand down again if he thought he was planning something wrong.
"Wipe it if you want, don't you think you, a weak scholar, can hurt me in the slightest?" Wang Zixuan's voice was cold, but with helplessness, Zhao Lu, a scholar who had never practiced martial arts and couldn't even hold a sword, couldn't help but think too highly of himself.
Zhao Lu barely squeezed out a smile, and then wiped the sweat on his forehead, cold sweat and hot sweat were no longer distinguishable, at this time, the Purple Jade Villa was already a sea of fire, and the only place that was still intact was the place where Wang Zixuan was located, many people noticed this, and they rushed to this place like crazy.
Chu Changting also noticed this at this time, and with a woman in his arms, he hurried towards here, during which he had to block the thunder for the woman regardless of his own safety, where was the indifference of the woman when she was looking for death.
Seriously injured, Chu Changting finally came to the several floors below Wang Zixuan.
The attic was crumbling, and Chu Changting didn't know why it was safe here, so he took out the halberd and replaced the load-bearing pillar that was burned by the fire, and supported the attic without letting it fall.
Wang Zixuan saw that the army outside the villa was almost dead and wounded, and the threat of the people below was not great, so he dared to slowly walk down the stairs with Lin Zheng in his arms.
The floors below were crowded with people, and as Wang Zixuan walked, the security area also changed, and a few thunderbolts fell, and people panicked when they were killed or injured.
Every time he walked through the first floor, Wang Zixuan would call out the civil and military officials of the Qi State among them, and follow him to the next floor.
Everyone was puzzled, but they somewhat guessed that this thunder was related to the person in front of them, so they hurriedly followed, after all, following the initiator would not be struck by lightning after all.
Soon Wang Zixuan came to the bottom floor with a group of people, because of Wang Zixuan's movement, this attic was already full of holes and was in danger.
When everyone saw that Wang Zixuan was following so many people behind him, they all showed puzzlement.
"Who are you?" someone asked aloud.
"It doesn't matter. Wang Zixuan shook his head and did not answer.
"Wang Buzhou, Chu Changting, out of the ranks. Wang Zixuan stepped forward and stood on the floor full of holes, this is a place where everyone has taken refuge, but he didn't expect Wang Zixuan to step on here unharmed.
Everyone was still speculating about when Wang Zixuan would be hacked to death, and Wang Buzhou, the owner of Wang Zhuang, and the hussar general Chu Changting walked out of the crowd.
Fang is the ultimate chaos, everyone still cares who is who, now they are a little safer, and they are a little relieved to see these two big men still there.
"Pavilion Master. Chu Changting and Wang Zixuan also hugged one person and said coldly.
Wang Buzhou didn't know Wang Zixuan's name, so he was silent.