Eighty-eight Chronicles

Hearing Guan Gong's words, the Central Plains Qunhao seemed to want to help Wu Shengxuan and make enemies with him, and they couldn't help but be in an uproar. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info Gu Fengxi couldn't bear it, and stepped forward and arched his hand: "This ...... Senior, since you are dressed as a Guan Gong, why do you want to help other races and come to make things difficult for us Han people?"

"Guan Gong" showed a surprised expression and said in confusion: "I want to make things difficult for the Han people?

Then he sighed and said, "I mean, all of you present today, whether they are Han Manchurians, martial scholars, men and women, old and young, Ming Dynasty officials, or Qing Beile, will be buried here." ”

As soon as he said this, the commotion caused was even more astonishing, even the envoys of Wu Shengxuan roared, and Dolgon, who was beside Lin Xizhen, panicked, grabbed Lin Xizhen's shoulder and said, "Mr. Lin, who is he? Isn't he my Wu Shengxuan's helper?"

Lin Xizhen was also full of anger, gritted his teeth and said: "I, Martial Shengxuan, worship Martial Saint Guan Gong as a god, and in the past, he appeared on the statue of Guan Gong and gave me guidance. Today is also the first time I have seen it in real form. I don't know what his intentions were, but he seemed to want to be enemies on both sides at the same time. ”

Gu Fengxi was also stunned, and said in his heart: "Could it be that he is crazy?" and immediately took a deep look again, and said: "Senior, I don't know how we offended you, so that you are so angry, can you tell me the reason, maybe we can come up with a way to make amends." ”

He breathed in such a low voice, and "Guan Gong" seemed to be in a relaxed mood, and nodded: "Anyway, you are all going to die, then I will tell you about the events of the year." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, a group of people suddenly jumped out from both sides of Wu Shengxuan and the Central Plains Martial Arts, shouting at Guan Gong and rushing to kill.

Wu Shengxuan was led by several golden-clothed envoys on one side, with more than ten silver-clothed envoys. On the Central Plains martial arts side, led by Long Jianyuan, followed by several middle-aged knights. When two groups of people came to Guan Gong's vicinity, a golden-clothed envoy shouted: "Where is the demon from here, who dares to pretend to be my Martial Shengxuan Divine Venerable?

Long Jianyuan said to Gu Fengxi: "Brother Gu, this person is delirious, don't talk nonsense with him, kill him quickly." ”

After that, the two groups of people moved almost at the same time, each holding a sword, and went towards Guan Gong to kill.

Guan Gong smiled and said: "It's just in time, I'm also good at killing people." After speaking, he raised the Qinglong Glaive and danced to himself.

The moment he swung his long knife, both groups seemed to be stuck in the quagmire, and their bodies became extremely clumsy. Every time I moved, it took several times longer than usual, and everyone's faces became extremely distorted, like hellish ghosts, frozen for a long time.

At the same time, Guan Gong's flying long knife released several white knife qi and slashed towards everyone. With the sword qi reaching the body, everyone was still moving their hands and feet slowly as if nothing had happened.

Guan Gong suddenly accepted the recruitment, and stood leisurely with a knife. The two groups of people seemed to get out of the quagmire in an instant, returned to their normal speed, and rushed towards Guan Gong quickly.

But in the next moment, both groups were separated. The head flew high into the sky, and the body still kept rushing forward, skimming Guan Gong's side, and colliding with the opposite side. The sword in his hand waved blankly, slashing at the other party, until the flesh and blood of both sides were blurred, and then they fell to the ground one by one.

All this was clearly seen by everyone present, and for a moment everyone opened their mouths and showed expressions of disbelief.

Soon after, with a frightened scream, the crowd began to move, and some clever people rushed out of the crowd and ran towards the exit in all directions.

Everyone had one thought in their hearts: this Guan Gong was as powerful as a ghost, and he couldn't fight hard, and the guard at the exit was only the lowest-level envoy of Wu Shengxuan. Everyone present is the best of the various factions, and it will not be a problem to break through its blockade.

But as soon as these seemingly ordinary messengers made a move, everyone's illusions were shattered.

These people are like electricity, with infinite power, and their tricks are extremely subtle, and the coordination is also seamless. The heads of ordinary sects fight against them, and they can't hold up three moves and two styles at all, and the so-called masters of some famous sects are difficult to match them. In just one cup of tea, half of the participants were slaughtered, including both the Central Plains heroes and the envoys of Wu Shengxuan. And these iron-clad messengers were almost unscathed, like dutiful soldiers, firmly guarding the four exits.

At this point, everyone finally understood that the martial arts of these iron-clad envoys were almost at the same level as Gu Fengxi, Shi Nian and others, and they were out-and-out top masters. With these 500 people guarding the door, even if the elites of all sects and factions in the world are gathered, it will be difficult to shake them.

Thinking of this, everyone immediately gave up the idea of running away, and once again turned their eyes to Guan Gong, thinking about the countermeasures to kill him.

Guan Gong said lazily: "As soon as I was halfway through my words, someone came to make trouble, which was really disappointing. I ask you, do you want to hear why I want to kill you all?"

Everyone present was silent, and no one responded to Guan Gong's words. The words "kill them all" are like a sharp knife, hanging above everyone's heads, and it seems that it will fall out of control at any time and take everyone's lives.

Guan Gong grinned and said, "If you don't speak, are you acquiescing?" Okay, I'll tell you the truth." ”

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and pointed to Lin Xizhen's left head, and said, "This young envoy in silk clothes is the eighth Baylor of the Qing Kingdom, Dolgon, who came to watch the conference in disguise. ”

He pointed to Lin Xizhen's right head again and said, "And this silk-clothed messenger is the first assistant of the Ming Cabinet, Yang Sichang." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, it was like throwing stones on the surface of a calm lake, and the ripples spread out in circles, causing a stir in the crowd.

Guan Gong continued: "And this young man you regard as the leader of the Immortal Seeking Alliance is the culprit who escorted Yang Sichang here and let him meet with Dolgon. ”

When the Central Plains martial arts heard this, they all involuntarily cast their eyes on Guo Shulin, which contained many emotions such as surprise, doubt, anger, and humiliation, but there was no doubt that it did not contain respect and understanding.

Guo Shulin's body trembled, his face turned pale, and he lowered his head, like a child who had done something wrong, and did not dare to face everyone's eyes.

Guan Gong seemed to have expected this scene, and at the moment he frequently bowed his head, stroked his palms and smiled: "You are still the same as before, irritable, reckless, and indiscriminate. Being led by others with unknown national feelings, he is completely unrepentant. ”

He paused, his tone became extremely gloomy, and said, "Have you ever remembered that twenty-two years ago, there was a young man who was like the leader of the Guo League today, with a high position and power, and everyone admired him. But he became a martial arts sinner overnight, lost his biological mother, was removed from his father's name, and disappeared from the world since then, and can no longer walk in the light. ”

As he spoke, he turned to Lin Xizhen and said, "Mr. Lin, are you still unwilling to tell the truth?"

Lin Xizhen closed his eyes and muttered to himself: "What is the truth and what is the illusion?

Guan Gong nodded and said, "Then the old man will take over." ”

He looked around, as if observing the expressions on everyone's faces, and then said in a deep voice: "Twenty-two years ago, at the martial arts conference held in Luoyang, a young man defeated Yang Tianchen and entered the final round, and he was about to face Liu Yunjian, a hero with a respected status in the martial arts at that time. His name is Li Xizhen, and he is the son of Li Zhifa, the head of the Li family in Luoyang. ”

"At that time, in addition to the various sects and factions in the Central Plains, there was also a remarkable figure, he was the leader of the Jurchens in Jianzhou at that time, the lord of Houjin who had just established the Eight Banners, Nu Erhachi. ”

"This Nu Erhachi had just established the Eight Banners at that time, and was full of ambition, and he came to the Ming Dynasty, one is to seek the support of Wanli, and he wants to negotiate peace with the Ming Dynasty. The second is that he has always admired the Ming Dynasty, so he came to the Central Plains to travel. Who knew that the moon was cloudy and sunny, and the sky was unpredictable, and his wife was pregnant, and she suddenly had to give birth in the wilderness. And his convoy encountered a large number of thieves at this time, and all the eight banner guards he brought were sacrificed. Seeing that he and his wife and children were about to die, a savior suddenly came, not only annihilating all the thieves, but also not afraid of filth and bad luck, boiling water for his wife in a ruined temple to deliver the baby, and the mother and son were all safe, Nu Erhachi was overjoyed and named the son Dolgon. And this righteous and courageous chivalrous warrior is the previously mentioned Li Xizhen. ”

Nu Erhachi was extremely grateful to this Li Xizhen, and immediately told him his true identity and was willing to marry him as a brother with a different surname. Li Xizhen is also a generous and heroic person, and he agreed. So the two of them turned the soil into ashes, burned the grass for incense, and worshipped. ”

Li Xizhen mentioned the upcoming martial arts conference and invited Nu Erhachi to watch. Nu Erhachi had long been envious of all kinds of magical martial arts in the Central Plains, so he accepted Li Xizhen's invitation, went to Luoyang, and stayed in Li's house. ”

After that, the conference was held, and at this conference, Li Xizhen lived up to expectations and passed the test continuously. Because Yang Tianchen's martial arts had not yet been completed at that time, he was defeated by him by one move. Li Xizhen was able to break into the final and will compete with Liu Yunjian for the final championship. ”

At this moment, a sudden change occurred. ”

A little-known man recognized Nurhaci and told a rumor in public. ”

He said that Nu Erhachi came to the Central Plains to win over the wavering sects in the world and join the Houjin to expand the strength of the Houjin army and prepare for the invasion of the Central Plains and the destruction of the Ming Dynasty in the future. He also said that as far as he knew, several sects had joined Nu Erhachi's command, and if he ignored them, when the golden iron hoof broke through the mountains and rivers the next day, all the people present would be sinners. ”

At that time, the three major expeditions of Wanli had just passed, and there were many disputes between the Later Jin and Ming Dynasty on the border, which was the time when national sentiment was at its peak. Almost all of them believed the man's words for a moment, and wanted to kill Nu Erhachi and his frail wife. ”

"Not even the newborn baby can be spared. (To be continued.) )