Tang Muqing's eyes were cold, under her order, this world seemed to have become a slaughterhouse, blood was like a tide, the waves were turbulent, and countless living people turned into cold corpses in the blink of an eye, drowning in the blood-colored ocean, but she didn't touch it in the slightest, numb and frightened.

And Zhang Yang is like a walking corpse, ruined and discredited, and the pain of losing his son has long made him lose his mind.

saw that the original Wen Wanxian wife, in an instant, became a vicious and murderous female devil, and all of this was caused by herself.

The great change in one day, any one of these things, can be fatal to anyone, let alone several things coming together.

Zhang Yang was completely numb, he was like a lonely ghost, crawling in the bloody rain in a daze, none of those people did anything to him, but the blood arrows that came from him, every time he felt extremely cold, he couldn't stop trembling, holding his head with both hands, lying on the ground, moving forward little by little, the blood soaked his clothes, stained his eyes red......

His eyes gradually became illusory and misty...... Suddenly, he screamed in terror, and suddenly stood up, and before he had taken two steps, he fell again in the blood......

Stand up, fall...... , got up again, and fell again......

In this way, he went back and forth no less than ten times, but he never took half a step forward......

"Madame......" I don't know when, Zhu'er came to Tang Muqing's side, looked at the crazy Zhang Yang, and couldn't bear to say: "Madam, young master, he ......"

Before she finished her words, Tang Muqing's eyes were like knives, and he coldly swept across her face.

Zhu'er's face turned pale with fright, and she said in panic: "Madam, the slave knows that she is wrong!"

"You don't have to follow me in the future, there is just a shortage of cooks in Zuling, from tomorrow, you can go there!" Tang Muqing said coldly, and then brushed his sleeves away.

When Tang Muqing left, Zhu'er wiped the cold sweat on her forehead, and a trace of desolation appeared on her face.

She couldn't help but think: "The reason why Madam has become like this is all because of the pain of losing her son, if the young master can wake up earlier, why is it like this, it is really a creation and a trick......"

That night, the people of Juxianlou went to the empty building, leaving only dead bodies everywhere and a mess.

It is rumored that that night, there was a person on the top of Juxian Tower who sang loudly, the sound moved the whole city, the tune was sad, and everyone who heard it wept.

For Zhang Yang, who once dominated the rivers and lakes, everything he once owned has come to naught.

After tonight, there will be no more publicity for this character on the rivers and lakes, and he will bear all the suffering in this world alone.

It's easy to want to die, but in the dark, in the bottom of Zhang Yang's heart, there is always an unyielding voice shouting......

If you choose to die like this, you're really losing......

Once the sea was difficult to water, except for Wushan, it is not a cloud.

Looking back, things are not people!

A dream for thousands of autumns, what year is tonight?

I woke up from a dream, and the road was ahead......

Three days later, the Tibetan Sword Pavilion changed hands and was renamed Bujian Garden. Tang Muqing was at the helm of the Bujian Court and proclaimed himself the queen of the Bujian Court.

There are ten parts under the Bujian Garden, which are named after the ten most famous swords recorded in the Tibetan Sword Pavilion.

The ten sword envoys, each holding a famous sword, commanded a county. But there are disobedient people everywhere, and they have all become dead souls under the sword.

Since then, the name of Bujian Court has shocked the rivers and lakes, and the color of the conversation has changed.

"Mu Qing, I can't see that you are so ruthless!" In the secret room of Bujian Court, a man in brocade played with the teacup in his hand and said faintly.

Tang Muqing's face was expressionless, and he said coldly: "The things I promised you have been done, and you must not forget what you promised me!"

"This is natural!" the brocade-clothed man nodded, smiling.

As he spoke, his hand couldn't help but move towards Tang Muqing's shoulder.

Unbeknownst to him, as soon as he made this movement, four cold iron swords were pressed against his throat.

The owners of the four swords are all dressed in black suits, all of them are women, but the indifference and killing intent revealed in their eyes are even colder than poisonous snakes.

Tang Muqing made a look, and the four girls immediately moved their swords away, but the killing intent in their eyes did not fade by half a point.

"It's nothing, I'll go first, remember your promise!" Tang Muqing left this sentence and turned to leave.

Looking at Tang Muqing's distant back, the brocade-clothed man's eyes showed a gloomy light, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Slut, what are you pretending to be pure, one day, I will let you come to beg me, obediently surrender to my account!"

A wisp of white powder slipped from his fingers, and the teacup that he had been playing with in his hand disappeared with a fresh breeze......

After March, Shangzhou County, Yicheng County.

"Come, come, come...... It's time to eat, line up, don't grab it!" Xiao Mansion Zhu Gate opened, and the porridge cart for rice was pushed out, and the steaming hot porridge exuded the fragrance of rice.

Today is the birthday of Xiao Qingyun, the lord of Xiao Mansion, Xiao Qingyun is known as a chivalrous person in this county of Shangzhou, and he is kind and benevolent in the township. Xiao Mansion's righteous porridge and kindness have lasted for three days.

Those hungry beggars, smelling the fragrance, suddenly a black oppressive piece poured up, and surrounded the porridge cart tightly.

Looking at those ragged beggars, Xiao Yu, the eldest lady of the Xiao Mansion who came to eat, showed a hint of sorrow on her face, and said secretly in her heart: "In recent days, there have been more and more refugees who have fled to this Shangzhou County, and those cloth swords are really hateful. It's shameless for them to try to win over my father like this!"

Although the Bujian Court was established for only three months, it expanded rapidly, and the ten counties in the world all had the power of the Bujian Court. Their methods of eliminating dissidents and dealing with enemies are brutal and outrageous!

In addition, they did not spare the common people, burning, killing and looting, and did all kinds of evil!

But the rivers and lakes are so big, but no one dares to stand up against Bu Jianting, they can only watch it grow bigger step by step, but they can't do anything.

"If he was still alive, he would definitely be able to stop this!" Xiao Yu thought in her heart, but in an instant, she remembered another thing, and she couldn't help but feel a little sad.

"Well, I heard that he has gone mad...... , even if you come back...... , his wife, her heart is really vicious, not only drove her husband crazy, robbed him of his inheritance, but also made out an evil force like Bu Jianting, it is really a femme fatale!" Xiao Yu thought so, and when she came back to her senses, the three buckets full of righteous porridge had bottomed out, and the beggars had their stomachs full, and they were grateful to Dade.

Xiao Yu packed up the porridge cart and was about to go home, but out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a figure, and suddenly couldn't help but stop the movements in his hand and walked towards the figure.

On a corner of the street, a man huddled. The man buried his head in his chest and remained motionless, and if he did not pay attention, one would only think that he was a mass of rags that had been discarded.

At first, Xiao Yu didn't notice that it was a person, thinking it was a rag.

But once, when she finished her meal and cleaned up the porridge cart, she was surprised to find that the "rags" were sobbing quietly, occasionally babbling nonsense and saying things that no one could understand.

Xiao Yu thought about it, this person must have cried sadly because he didn't get anything to eat, and immediately put down the three steamed buns and left.

But on the second day, she was surprised to find that the steamed buns placed in front of the "rags" had not moved at all. But the occasional sobbing sound was even more sad.

Xiao Yu didn't speak, still put down the three steamed buns and left.

Today is the third day, and there is no reaction from that "rag". Neither sobbing nor talking nonsense, as if dead.

"Hey, are you still alive?" Xiao Yu squatted down and asked in a low voice.

The "rags" did not respond and remained motionless.

Xiao Yu's heart jumped, and he said secretly: "This guy isn't really dead, it's so unlucky! Daddy's birthday today, this guy died here, how unlucky!"

Thinking of this, Xiao Yu couldn't help but get angry, and said angrily: "If I knew this, I wouldn't be nosy, if you die here, this girl will bury you, it's cheap for you!"

As she spoke, she angrily smashed a punch on the "rags" and her bare calves.

"What are you doing?" Suddenly, a low roar rang in her ears, like a thunderclap exploding.

As if seeing a ghost, Xiao Yu collapsed to the ground in fright, her lips trembled, and she said in a trembling voice: "Ghost...... , you're a ghost!"

However, the "rag" did not make any other movement except for a low roar, and returned to its original lifeless appearance.

Xiao Yu waited for a long time in fright, but he didn't see any action of the "rag" to hurt himself, and his hanging heart was put down.

"It turns out that this guy is pretending to be dead, scaring this girl, no, you must not spare him so easily!"

And so, she laughed mischievously.

"Hey, little beggar, you scared this girl just now, give this girl humility, otherwise, you will leave this place immediately. Xiao Yu was arrogant, pointed his finger at the "rag", and said angrily.

She thought that the other party would be half angry when she heard this, but with his identity, she naturally didn't dare to provoke herself.

This expression of "you can't get used to me, but you can't kill me" will definitely be very exciting.

Thinking of this, she raised her smooth chin, like a proud princess, waiting to see a good show.

However, the truth surprised her, and under her dull gaze, the "rag" struggled, twisted its body with difficulty, and then crawled forward without saying a word.

Every movement of his body seemed to have exhausted all his strength, his arms supporting the ground, rubbing forward a little bit, his legs hanging behind him, like a dying dog, embarrassed.

This shocking scene deeply touched Xiao Yu.

Looking at the bleak back, she suddenly didn't know what to do.

"How can this be?" he ......" Xiao Yu covered her mouth, her eyes widened, and she looked at the scene in front of her in disbelief, tears blurred her eyes in an instant.

Every time the body of that back collided with the ground, it was like a hammer, striking her heart.

Xiao Yu never expected that the ending would be like this. She is a little rude and willful, but her heart is very kind.

Originally, she just wanted to play tricks on the other party, but the current situation caught her by surprise.

What kind of arrogance is it that supports such a remnant?

It is better to move forward with your life than to give in!

The "rag", little by little, struggled forward, and the blackened pus and blood drew a zigzag but shocking line of blood on the ground......

Finally, Xiao Yu couldn't help it, she choked up and said, "Wait a minute!"

The "rags" didn't seem to hear it, and still moved forward little by little......

"I told you to stop!" Xiao Yu was angry, snorted coldly, and rushed over.

Just a few steps, she was in front of the "rags".

She hesitated slightly, then whispered, "I'm sorry, I don't know...... You ......"

The other party did not speak, silent.

As if they didn't hear it, and as if they were indifferent.

"Hey, did you listen to me?" Seeing that the other party didn't respond for a long time, Xiao Yu felt that his self-esteem had been hit, and the original guilt disappeared, replaced by a trace of anger.

The other party still didn't respond, quiet as if there was no trace of anger!

"You ......"

Just as Xiao Yu was on the verge of going berserk, the "rag" suddenly spoke.