"Earthquake" word hall master Li Caiyu,

"Gen" character hall master Chu Buryer,

"Kan" word hall master Wu pick-up,

"Dui" the word hall master Lu Huaiqin,

The "leave" word hall master Tang was buried.

In addition to the three hall masters of "Qian", "Kun" and "Xun", the eight hall masters hidden in the palace of Tianmen have gathered in the Jianzhang Palace outside the East Palace.

There are a total of twenty-four hall masters in Tianmen, although their reputation in the rivers and lakes is not obvious, but they are all first-class decision-making masters, and their strength is unfathomable.

Now that the five hall masters are standing together, there is hardly anyone in the world who can make them feel afraid.

That's right, scared.

The fine cold sweat on the forehead, the squirming Adam's apple from time to time, the tense body, and the clenched fists all showed that they were nervous and afraid.

In the world, there are obviously not many people who can make them tremble one by one and face a great enemy, the former old door director laughed at one, and now it seems that I am afraid to add the little door master "Xu Ruyi" in front of them!

A gentle and evil smile, the eyes that emitted white light slowly swept over the faces of the five people.

"Huh?" seemed to have discovered something new, "Xu Ruyi" pointed to Tang's burial, and asked curiously: "They all seem to be very afraid of our family, why are you expressionless? Aren't you afraid?" and turned to look at the other four: "What are you afraid of?"

No one answered.

The five people came from the troubled times, which of the people under their hands did not come forward in hundreds, and the number of people who died in front of them was less than a thousand, which was nothing at all, what really frightened them was the understatement attitude, the peak martial arts, and the yin and yang strange manners.

In their eyes, one hundred and ten lives were lost, which was no longer considered a martial art in their eyes, but closer to a miracle. High up, looking down on the smile of all beings, as if the next moment is the time when the mandala flowers bloom.

"Why didn't you speak?Could it be that our family just opened their mouths and didn't make a sound?" Tilting his head as if he was a little puzzled, Xu Ruyi's gaze looked at Tang Fu again: "Why don't you have an expression~"

"No, it won't. Tang replied.

The answer was almost joking, but Li Caiyu they knew, and it was true.

It is a fact that Tang's funeral practice injured the meridians on his face, causing facial paralysis, and he couldn't make any expressions.

"Hehehehehe. Lightly covering his thin lips and letting out a series of chuckles, "Xu Ruyi" slapped out: "You are really funny." ”

This palm, with a strong wind, seemed to be slow and fast, and in the blink of an eye, it hit Tang Fu's chest.

"Turn!" Tang shouted in a low voice, his middle fist suddenly concave, and his strength was removed, and then he reached out and flicked it, leading the feminine palm of "Xu Ruyi" to the side, and a trace of blood flowed down the corner of his mouth.

"It's kind of interesting. Quietly, Xu Ruyi's left hand slapped on his right hand and "snapped", the two forces were superimposed, and the palm strength was turned over by three percent, and he was buried with Tang again.

This time, Tang didn't dare to solve it anymore, a little under his feet, he took three steps back, but he saw Chu Buryer's figure shaking, standing between the two, punching his right hand, with a golden light, towards the palm of "Xu Ruyi"!

"Boom!"

The fists and palms touched each other, as if a muffled thunder exploded!

'What a weird palm power!' Chu Shu'er was secretly speechless in his heart. One after another, seemingly endlessly, attacking into one's own body.

His Donkey Kong boxing method is one of the strongest and most powerful among the seventy-two stunts of Shaolin, the fist and the god are one, and the fifty years of practice have already been out of the realm of supernatural transformation, but the palm strength of the small door master in front of him is not comparable to his own, and even faintly with a feminine and cold air, constantly rushing towards his body.

After the four crisp sounds of "pop pop pop", Chu Burier only felt that the four palms were close to the back of the heart. The four internal forces, whether rigid or soft, yin or yang, followed their various meridians without hindrance, surging towards the right fist.

The five forces were entangled, and against the work of "Xu Ruyi" alone, I thought that I would be able to force him to withdraw his legs, but he didn't expect the other party to retreat but advanced, took a step forward, and pushed them to slide three inches.

The glazed tiles under his feet were shattered, and Xu Ruyi's playful laughter sounded in his ears: "The light of fireflies, dare to compete with Haoyue?"

"Little door master, wake up!" At the risk of being discouraged, Li Caiyu said: "Do you really want to die and die and die together?!"

"Together, all the same?" the evil smiled and was about to speak again, when suddenly, "Xu Ruyi's" face changed.

"Head... My head hurts," the voice carried a hint of pain and confusion.

"Cut, just wake up at this time?" the cold voice sounded unwillingly.

"I... Where am I?"

"You're going to wake up, and if you die again this time, you'll bring it on yourself. ”

As soon as the words fell, the white light in his eyes disappeared instantly.

White eyes and black beads, although a little confused, but like a normal person.

"Me. Ah!!" screamed, Xu Ruyi's body flew three feet, and before he could figure out the situation in front of him, he was hit out by a powerful fist along the palm of his hand.

"Wh... What the heck... Falling under the eaves, Xu Ruyi took a mouthful of blood in his mouth, and he squirted as if he didn't want money.

"Wh... What's the situation?" Chu Shu'er looked at his fist in a daze, and the four Li Caiyu behind him looked at each other, no one spoke, and they didn't know what to say.

"I... Xu Ruyi below just wanted to speak, but there was another mouthful of blood, and then his eyes rolled and he passed out completely.

Ban Yu,

Chu Shu'er put down her fist, turned around, and looked at Li Caiyu: "How... What to do?"

Li Caiyu rolled his eyes rarely: "What should I do?" ”

"Let's call someone first. Lu Huai said: "The dead bodies in this place have to be cleaned up quickly, otherwise Zhu Yuanzhang will be in trouble when he sees it." ”

"Is it useful to clean it up?" Wu Shiqi lightly scratched his chin, stretched out his hand and pointed in the direction of Zhu Yunwen and said, "His Royal Highness the eldest grandson has seen everything, and you want to kill him?"

"No, I think it's a good thing to say. Li Caiyu waved his hand and said: "In addition to the five of us present, only the little door master, Liu Xi, and His Royal Highness the eldest grandson are left." After a while, he settled that Liu Xi, made a 'confession' to the little door master, and then cleaned up the scene, even if there was no proof of death, it is estimated that His Royal Highness the eldest grandson could only think that he had a dream. ”

"It's true... Several people nodded.

Tang was still buried with a "face sinking like water", and said faintly: "Have you forgotten something?"

"What?" a few people were stunned.

"The little door master just now was hit by the full force of the five of us, he 。。。。。。 Tang pointed to Xu Ruyi below: "Is there still a life?"

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A mouthful of blood spurted out, Xu Ruyi opened his eyes dimly, and finally regained some consciousness.

"I, where am I?" muttered a whisper, and was about to look around, but heard a low voice behind him: "Concentrate on the qi, and guide the qi to the void." If you don't want to die, don't mess around. ”

Feeling the soft internal force behind his body, as well as his empty and weak body, Xu Ruyi didn't dare to think nonsense, and hurriedly closed his eyes to breathe, transported the only remaining true qi in his body, and cooperated with the person behind him to heal.

The silk white gas was steaming, and the blue and red colors on the face alternated. I don't know when, the hands on the back were released, Xu Ruyi ran Zhou Tian with real anger, sweating profusely, soaking wet clothes, and finally completely sobered up.

When his eyes opened, he was still familiar with the hut, but Li Caiyu, who had a rich wife at the table, was also sweating profusely and had a tired face.

"Why are you here?" Xu Ruyi said casually, as a greeting.

"I just healed you, and I don't recognize anyone in a blink of an eye?" Li Caiyu showed a familiar smile on his face again.

"Every time you come to me, it doesn't seem like anything good, and you expect me to have some smiles. The voice was very weak, and he struggled down to the ground, and came to the table and sat down: "Hey, I'm really bored, pour a glass of water." ”

"Hehe" Li Caiyu shook his head and chuckled, picked up the teapot and poured a glass of water, and pushed it over. Seeing Xu Ruyi drink it all, Li Caiyu said: "Time is running out, our family still has a lot of things to explain to you." ”

"Say, I'll listen. Fold his fingers and clasped the table, motioning for Li Caiyu to pour another glass.

Stretching out his hand to refill the tea, Li Caiyu asked, "How much do you remember last night's incident?"

"Last night?" Xu Ruyi frowned and fell into deep thought: "Last night it seems... ”

"What does it look like?" When speaking, Li Caiyu stared at Xu Ruyi's expression, hoping to see some clues, but it's a pity...

"I have a headache, I can't remember exactly. Xu Ruyi really can't remember clearly, vaguely seems to remember that he was stabbed, and after that, after a little recollection, he felt that his brain was pantothenic.

"Alright, let's listen to what we have to say. Li Caiyu waved his hand and said, "Last night, more than 700 dead soldiers under the command of Lan Yu broke into the palace... ”

After briefly telling the story, he just skipped the passage of Xu Ruyi's resurrection, and deduced that the five hall masters arrived and killed all the seven hundred dead soldiers, destroyed the corpses, and saved the "seriously injured" Xu Ruyi.

Li Caiyu said again: "Liu Xi, we have settled it, look back, you remember, if someone really wants to ask you something, you just come and ask three questions, just say that you met a suspicious person on the way and... ”

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"What did you say?" Zhu Yunwen looked at the little round in front of him in surprise.

"Your Highness. Xiao Yuanzi replied with some doubts: "Yesterday you slept very soundly, and now you have a good night's sleep, and the slave dares to wake you up when it is almost the hour of the morning dynasty, you... Did you have some nightmare?"

"I'm having a nightmare?" Zhu Yunwen pointed to his nose: "How is it possible, so many people in black broke in last night, you, you don't believe it, do you?"

With a hateful stamping of his feet, Zhu Yunwen rushed to the door of the dormitory and slammed open the door: "This place... ”

Before the end of the day, the sky was still very dark, but the east was faintly white.

The open space in front of the dormitory was as clean as ever, not spotless, but almost there. The mountain of corpses and the sea of blood in memory have long since disappeared.

"Could it really be that I had a dream?" Of course, Zhu Yunwen also hoped that he was just dreaming, after all, his good friend Ruyi had died in a dream to save himself. But this dream is too real, the slightest, meticulous, every detail is still vivid, how is this possible?

"I really didn't get up, oops. Zhu Yunwen turned his head, and his neck ached, making him cry out subconsciously.

"Look, my neck still hurts!" I remember that yesterday a guy cut his neck and knocked himself unconscious, and now his neck hurts, and the comparison between the two is also a piece of evidence.

"Your Highness ... Xiaoyuanzi cautiously probed: "You won't... It's a stiff neck. ”

"Me. Hmph!" Zhu Yun snorted angrily on the sleeves of his robe: "Believe it or not, I'm too lazy to talk nonsense with you!"

Although he still had deep doubts in his heart, when he saw Xu Ruyi alive in front of him again, he couldn't say anything more, since it was a dream, it couldn't be better.

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On August 15, the 26th year of Hongwu, Lan Yu, the Duke of Liangguo, led more than 3,000 battalions of more than 10,000 soldiers to raise troops to rebel.

After a night of fierce fighting, the rebellion was put down by the wise and martial Emperor Hongwu.

On the streets of the entire city of Nanjing, corpses were everywhere, bleeding and drifting out. This is even more true under the Hongwu Sect, where there are countless severed limbs. The familiar freshness of the earth and wood in the early morning was gone, only a faint bloody breath wafted around.

From time to time, soft cries could be heard in the city, for the sake of their loved ones who had fallen into a slumber forever in the streets.

On a good reunion night, the Mid-Autumn Festival, Lan Yu, who was killed with a thousand knives, turned into a parting of life and death.

The king is defeated, since Lan Yu is defeated, then all the blame is also touched by people's mouths, and it is lightly buckled on Lan Yu's head, the emperor is always right, and the wrong one can only be Lan Yu.

The ignorant people are speculating and waiting. After all, the early dynasty had not yet begun, and this rebellion was far from over. In the hearts of the people, the imperial court set a conclusion for the whole matter, and the matter was over, but looking at the trembling appearance of the officials riding horses and sedan chairs on the street, maybe things were not as simple as they imagined.

Outside the Jinshui Bridge

In the past, before the early dynasty, they would always gather together in twos and threes to greet each other, but today they did not, standing neatly and neatly, without squinting, as if the early dynasty had already begun.

They were in no mood to speak, and they didn't dare to speak, at this time, no one knew if anyone would be involved in the Zhuang rebellion case last night, so they all kept silent, and at the same time they were silently praying in their hearts, praying that Lan Yu, who now didn't know where he was detained, would not have his name appear in his mouth.

Yes, Lan Yu is not dead, at least on the sixteenth day of August in the twenty-sixth year of Hongwu, he is not dead, because the emperor does not want him to die.

Maybe it's just a coincidence, the early dynasty has not ended yet, and on the Liangguo Mansion, a sky-high fire is blazing. Just like the ending of Cao Guogong Li Shanchang back then, he was in the house, and there was no life.