Xue Leng kicked away the blue bricks at his feet, strode forward, and before everyone knew it, he grabbed the placket of the second prince's clothes, and his eyes gradually turned red, like a pair of red lanterns.

"You say it's a fist?!" Xue Leng trembled, and a pair of flaming fists stayed not far from the second prince's head, as if a big fireball was about to fall down at any time.

The guards on one side were very loyal, and when they saw their master being restrained, they rushed over one after another, pointing the ice blade at Xue Leng.

The second prince also suddenly sobered up, at this time Ying Xi stood aside and looked at the angry Xue Leng, but there was a different masculinity, don't look at Xue Leng who is usually not shocked, but when it comes to his brother, Xue Leng is a knife in both ribs, this is a man!

"Big big ...... God, I'm telling the truth...... "The second prince is sober, knowing that his life is between the palms of Xue Leng's hands, and it is completely a matter of Xue Leng's words to live or die, he is also a human being, and he is also afraid of death, so the second prince thinks, it is better to say it all, his own life is the most important, the throne of the Northern Wei Kingdom is still waiting for him to inherit it, and he can't fight with a master like Xue Leng."

Xue Leng saw from the eyes of the second prince that he was not lying, he didn't look back, and flew into the capital quickly, at this time the second prince clenched his teeth, this is his territory, now Xue Leng can enter if he wants to, and he can come out if he wants to, and his prince is like a decoration, and his heart is not a taste.

Ying Xi left the second prince's tank with his hips up, and followed Xue Leng into the city with Xue Leng in a column, Yi Jian trembled, he felt very proud, his master turned out to be such a daring hero, he couldn't help but feel proud of Xue Leng.

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When they entered the city, they looked like a mess, and the people were all cowering in their homes, not daring to come out, and occasionally a few brave men opened their windows and peeked at the army in the square in the center of the city.

There was no one in the noisy vegetable market at this time, except for a few wild dogs looking for food, only a few sparrows carefully pecked at the food scraps scattered on the ground.

At this time, Xue Leng saw that his army was surrounded by a bunch of people wearing Xiuzhen Taoist uniforms, and several tanks had long since turned into a pile of scrap metal, those cultivators were very familiar, and there was a corpse standing next to several people, Xue Leng could see at a glance that these were people from the Kongyuan faction, but it seemed that they were those traitors during the Great War decades ago.

And the fist Xisha was already standing next to the cultivator, and was sending people to capture his soldiers one by one, and some red liquid could be faintly seen in the square, it seemed that a few tough guys refused to be captured, resisted and were killed, and the corpses on the ground were enough to prove it.

Xue Leng froze for a while: "Fist West...... Why ......" Ying Xi could hear that there was some desolation in Xue Leng's words.

At this time, Xue Leng's mood is incomprehensible to ordinary people, the person he trusts the most, one is calculated, the other betrays him, did he really do something wrong?

"Lord......" Fist Xisha had a helpless smile on his face, "This is the last time I will call you Lord." ”

Xue Leng stepped forward: "Why did you kill Zhuge ......?"

Kensai shook his head: "Because he found out about my plan, I had to kill." There were tears in his eyes, but he was holding them back.

Xue Leng asked, "Ziyuan's death, are you still remembering......

"Of course!!" Fist Xi's eyes widened, and he roared, "Ziyuan, she is still young, less than twenty, and I are in love with each other, but now we are separated by yin and yang, it's all you, otherwise I already have a beautiful family!!It's all you!!"

Seeing that the fist was like a bull, Xue Leng's heart was very painful, as if he had been cut by a knife and sprinkled with salt again, and his heart ached: "Then why did you surrender to me, more than 20 years!"

"Hahahaha!" "Fist Xi looked up to the sky and smiled, but his head was too high to shake off the green skin hat in his hair, this hat Xue Leng recognized, it was Zhuge Wuliang's hat, and the feather fan in the hand of Fist Xisha was also Zhuge Wuliang's feather fan, "I know that I only have death to fight you head-on, and I want revenge! Even if it takes a lifetime, I will take revenge, and I will also be the spirit of Ziyuan in the sky!"

Shake off his hat, his hair was a little gray and scattered on his shoulders, he looked like a madman, but the red light in his eyes was aggressive, teaching people not to look directly, Ying Xi also guessed seven or eight points, presumably for a woman.

"You let them go back, these warriors also have families, and it's enough to leave me alone. Xue said with a calm face.

Fist Xisha walked quickly to a warrior, it was an archer, there was still a trace of childishness on his face, he should have been a soldier for a short time, Fist Xisha took out a small dagger from his waist, put his arm around the archer's neck and said: "You come! I want you to see that they are dying one by one!"

As he spoke, he closed his eyes, wiped it on the archer's neck, brilliant blood splashed, and the archer fell down with an unwilling look, his body fell heavily to the ground, and he didn't react after a few convulsions.

Xue Leng's fist clenched tightly, but he loosened it again: "Don't force me to ......"

Fist Xisha continued to pull a fighter: "Pain! Hahaha, I thought you wouldn't come, but I didn't expect that just when I gave up hope, you came back, this is God's will!"

God, Xue Leng smiled bitterly in his heart, now that God himself is difficult to protect, do you still care about you......

The coercion of Xue Leng's body was suddenly released, crushing everyone to death, almost everyone couldn't move, Xue Leng lifted the ban on his own people: "Vice General Zhang, you take everyone away!"

Vice General Zhang shook his head and said solemnly: "Your Majesty, we want to live and die with you!

"Don't go! Don't go! Don't go!" The only army of about 60,000 troops suddenly erupted into a torrent of sounds, shocking the heavens and the earth.

Xue Leng glared: "Do you want to resist the decree?"

"Please give your majesty death!" Vice General Zhang knelt in front of Xue Leng.

Xue Leng was not moved in his heart, but he had to think about the families of these soldiers, now after the 100,000 army experienced this series of drastic changes, all of them were exhausted, and there were two-fifths of the people missing, these were all soldiers of the Southern Song Dynasty, and they were all Xue Leng's people!

Xue Leng's hand lit up, and a sword qi suddenly rose, and all the people present were taken aback, the person who was able to gather the sword qi out of thin air like this, the cultivation was already in the transformation realm, and the cultivators present were all surprised, and regret mixed with fear was written all over their faces.

Xue Leng came to Fist Xisha and patted his shoulder: "Brother, you have worked hard all these years...... said with a sword that stabbed into Fist Xisha's heart......

The straight body of the fist Xisha suddenly stiffened up and shrunk into a ball, and all the prohibitions around Xue Leng were lifted, everyone looked at each other, and no one dared to take a step forward.

With tears in his eyes, he fell to the ground and smiled, "Thank you...... The lord ......" and then with a serene smile, I don't understand.

"Ahhh......!!!!h

A small soldier walked over, lying on the body of the fist Xisha and crying, Xue Leng asked the deputy general to find it, it turned out that a group of cultivators just now wanted to intercept and kill everyone, but they were blocked by the fist Xisha, saying that he was with them and saved the lives of the soldiers.

For more than 20 years, he has been missing Ziyuan all the time, and before he was fifty years old, he was gray-haired, and like Zhuge , Zhuge was one person who picked up the burden of the whole country, and only then did he become such an old-fashioned appearance of Longzhong.

The little soldier's name is Huo Dehua, and he is the adopted son of Fist Xisha, and he walked up to Xue Leng crying: "Dad, Dad, he said that he will die at your hands one day, so let me bring you a word." ”

Xue Leng helped the little soldier, and the little soldier wiped his tears with difficulty: "The defeated soldiers in the Hunting God Battle were all taken in by the king of the Northern Wei Dynasty, and they wanted to overthrow the whole world... Daddy, daddy, he actually pretended to betray and waited until His Majesty came back before acting, otherwise without Your Majesty, the Southern Song Dynasty would have perished long ago........."

Xue Leng's face was solemn, and he looked at the palace from afar......