224 Qiao'er has a conscience
"Faint King!"
With a roar of rage, the stone blacksmith's dry smoke gun slammed on the ground, and a shallow pit appeared on the ground, stirring up a cloud of smoke and dust.
"Even if the current emperor wants to take General Zhao's life, I'm afraid it won't be easy, right?"
The small pharmacy was crowded with people, all with complicated expressions and angry faces. Kong Boren had already explained the matter very clearly, and everyone was also gossiping, and Chen Ziang stood in front of the medicine cabinet with his hands behind his back, and only then did he speak.
"When I came, the capital had already issued a decree to dismiss General Zhao from his military post in the name of destroying the imperial tomb, and now General Zhao is already guilty of a crime! ”
Kong Boren is not very old, but in the past few days, he has been full of silver hair, wrinkled face, and looks too old.
"The emperor recalled General Zhao first, and then gave the three princes to death, obviously he has been dissatisfied with the general for a long time, but he is worried that the three princes will really collude with General Zhao, so he will choose to start at this time. And for the imperial court, General Zhao can no longer be used after this catastrophe, otherwise it is difficult to guarantee that there will be another Xia King!"
Guo Tongli's rickety body had already become straight, and his eyes were even more shining.
King Xia was a certain founding monarch hundreds of years ago, originally a great general, but was detained for committing a crime, and later returned to the position of general after being rehabilitated, setting off a rebellion to destroy the country, and became a generation of founding emperors.
"Now there are powerful people in the capital, I'm afraid that no one dares to protect General Zhao, for them, it is not worth offending the emperor for the sake of the current General Zhao. Therefore, General Zhao entered Beijing this time, and there was no life!"
"Where's the life?"
Kong Boren raised his head sharply.
"The crime of the imperial tomb is not General Zhao, and the collusion with the prince to intend to rebel is also groundless. So as long as they don't have full evidence to prove that General Zhao is rebelling, they shouldn't take the liberty of doing it, right?"
Guo Tongli continued to speak, but his tone was also uncertain.
"Otherwise, the people of the criminal department have always acted viciously, and there are many things that are tortured into tricks and made out of nothing. ”
Mr. Li Yun snorted coldly.
"But those people have no power or power, if they use these means on General Zhao, I'm afraid even the commander of the Jinyi Guard won't dare, right?"
"Jinyiwei is a vicious dog in the emperor's hands, let it bite whoever it wants! Could the three princes really collude with General Zhao? Even the three princes can give death, how can General Zhao be an exception?"
Guo Tongli was dumbfounded, and finally had to sigh heavily.
"Hey!"
"Chen Ziang, your thing!"
Su Qiao'er suddenly barged in from behind, holding a knife and a sword in her hand, and handed it to Chen Ziang.
"You think I should go too?"
Chen Ziang lowered his head, his eyes were quiet, and no one could see what was in his heart.
"Of course, the people of the world need General Zhao, and General Zhao needs you. ”
Su Qiao'er stepped forward and held Chen Ziang's face with both hands, and said in a low voice: "Do you want to see loyal ministers being wronged and traitorous to their will?"
"I know you've always wanted to live an ordinary life, but this world doesn't allow us to live a dull life!"
"Back then, you knew that my identity was suspicious, but you still saved my life in the rain of arrows; Zhao Xienvoy was the only strange woman I have seen in my life, but I can trust you; when King Xin wanted to kill me, you saved my life!"
"You know what? You've always been a big hero in my heart. ”
A trace of rain and mist suddenly appeared in Su Qiao'er's eyes.
"My hero can live the life of a hermit without fighting with the world, but he will never dare to face this dark world!
Chen Ziang's eyes moved, and his divine light was bright, shining on Su Qiaoer's heart.
"Haha...... Haha......"
Chen Ziang suddenly burst out laughing, and the laughter shook the whole house slightly, and the whole mountain village resounded with this happy laughter, and it spread to the mountains and forests in the distance, causing flocks of birds to fly and hover back and forth in the air.
"Qiao'er, you're right! My way is to cut through the heavens and the earth, so as to be free and free, if you want to attain the great way, how can you achieve it by escaping the world and living in seclusion?"
Over the past few days, Chen Ziang has received the help of the elixir, his strength has improved by leaps and bounds, and his physical body has gone to the next level, and his true qi is not much worse than that old innate brand, but this state of mind cultivation has always been stuck at the threshold of the middle innate stage, and he has no intention of moving.
Today, he is actually very conflicted in his heart, and with his own strength, it is not difficult to live a peaceful and stable life. With the guarantee of strength, as long as you don't kill yourself, there is absolutely no problem in living a hundred and eighty years old in this world, and the spirit of this world can be brought back to the world where the main body is located.
After a hundred and ten years, he may be able to cultivate to the peak of his innate nature in peace, and once the body is a top master, even if he has to fight against the demon fetus in his body, he has some capital.
But if you meddle in Zhao Ping's affairs, the future is unknown.
What forces in the world want to kill Zhao Ping?
Nan Chu!
The two biggest forces in the world!
And if you get involved in it, it will be difficult to get out safely!
Therefore, his heart was very entangled.
One side is its own long-term plan, and the other side is the moral line in the heart, how to choose?
And Su Qiao'er's words shocked his heart, his soul trembled, and finally he overcame his heart barrier and realized his true heart in laughter.
Under the divine light and the inner illumination of the method, the divine soul suddenly rose, and the middle innate stage stepped in naturally.
Chen Ziang, who decided to intervene in it, had a clear mind, although he knew that the road ahead was extremely dangerous and rugged, but a sense of joy rose in his heart.
After the laughter, Chen Ziang took the sword, turned around suddenly, and his momentum changed, revealing his fierce but not domineering momentum.
"General Kong, let's go!"
On the avenue, two figures walked at an astonishing speed, one of them was a majestic man, carrying a long knife, but he was missing an arm, and only a long sleeve swayed in the wind, and the hunt sounded.
The one-armed man stepped under his feet, which was a distance of several zhang, even a red-blooded BMW that traveled thousands of miles a day was not as good as it.
The other was a man of unremarkable appearance, a man with a sword on his back, a figure like electricity, a graceful posture, running on the muddy ground, gray baina shoes still unstained with the slightest dust.
Moreover, the man was holding a small willow leaf flying knife in his hand, his eyes seemed to be squinting, obviously his spirit was not all focused on hurrying, but his speed was similar to that of the one-armed man who was running wildly with all his might.
It was Chen Ziang and Kong Boren who came out of Tongli Village.
Kong Boren has a magic footwork taught by Lu Qi, Chen Ziang is a congenital real person, and he has eight steps to catch the cicada, and the speed of the two of them is better than that of BMW. Coupled with the urgency of time, the two gave up looking for Ma Daibu, and rushed to Zhao Ping's hometown, Tangyin County in Xiangzhou, when they left the village.
And the flying knife in Chen Ziang's hand was handed over to Chen Ziang by Lu Qituo Kong Boren.
After entering the middle stage of the innate stage, the power of the divine soul is strong, and he has a more understanding of everything in the world, and the joys, sorrows, and sorrows of all living beings are as if he has seen them in person. And the willow leaf flying knife in this hand is obviously a dead thing, but under Chen Ziang's divine soul induction, the aura it contains is even stronger than Kong Boren beside him.
In the middle of the innate stage, he can leave his martial arts intentions in mortal things, and this small flying knife contains Lu Qi's martial arts intentions.
The mind was empty, no longer relying on the bronze stone door in his mind, the spirit and the flying knife in his hand collided, and a middle-aged man with an elegant face sitting in a wheelchair clearly appeared in his mind.
"The Six Gods Sword Technique, from the Freedom Gate. ”
Lu Qi gently stroked the flying knife in his hand and smiled faintly.
"My knife is not to kill, but to save people!"
At this moment, Chen Ziang forgot whether the other party was talking about a knife or a dao, and there was only that streamer shining in his mind, and the sword was not hot, but full of sunshine and emotion.
Although the Six Gods Sword Technique is terrifying, the most terrifying thing is Lu Qi's great spirit, and only by infusing his spirit into the flying knife can there be an earth-shattering sword.
Opening his eyes, Chen Ziang sighed leisurely.
He can learn Lu Qi's knife technique, but that spirit is something he can't touch, even if one day his flying knife can be faster, more ruthless, and more accurate than Lu Qi, it is definitely not Lu Qi's knife.
However, Lu Qi's flying knife technique is straightforward, there is no change in the direction of the flying knife, turning and the like, only the belief of moving forward and reaching the knife, which is very in line with his own path to cut everything.
Put away his mind and looked down, the flying knife in his hand had become mediocre, and the martial arts intent in it had also dissipated.
"Ahead is the border of Xiangzhou!"
Kong Boren's voice of surprise sounded in his ears, and when he looked up, he saw a monument standing alone beside the road. The word Xiangzhou has also been blurred, and if you don't look closely, you will miss it.
"General Kong needs to take a break, I haven't closed my eyes for two nights, I'm afraid your body will not be able to bear it. ”
Chen Ziang nodded, and looked sideways at Kong Boren, the other party's spirit was still high, but his eyes were already bloodshot, thinking that he had traveled thousands of miles to find himself first, and then rushed to Xiangzhou without leaving a moment, Chen Ziang had to be reminded.
"No, I'm fine, meeting with Mrs. Zhao and them one day earlier can also make General Zhao feel at ease. ”
Kong Boren shook his head and continued: "And Lord Lu once said that General Zhao has a stubborn personality, and no one can stop what he believes, but Mrs. Zhao can!"
"General Zhao just wants to die now, and having Mrs. Zhao's words can also make General Zhao's heart rise with vitality. ”
While talking, the two ran for another hundred meters, the road in front of them began to become narrow, and there were many undulating hills on both sides.
While running, Chen Ziang's ears moved, and the faint sound of fighting in the distance came into his ears.
"There is a fight ahead, I will take the first step, and you will come later!"
He opened his mouth to Kong Boren, and then he took a sharp step, his body changed, his speed increased sharply, and his body broke through the air and shot forward at great speed.
In order to save time, he did not follow the road, but went straight forward, jumped up the hill, and after a few ups and downs, he had reached the top of the slope, and looked down to see a group of black-clothed men storming around a carriage.
"Who are you waiting for? I am Zhao Ping's wife, Mrs. Yipin's Command, if you rob and kill me again, aren't you afraid of the king's law?"
In front of the carriage, a tall woman with long hair and a heroic face was holding a long sword, and Ling Ran was leading several people to resist the attack of the large group of black-clothed people.