"It is said that the Han dog is useless, when I see it today, sure enough, you are afraid to shrink, do you still want to bully the king?" Shi Hu is not a good-tempered person, seeing Yan Nianchong and the others cowering, and the appearance of a quail falling into the water that wants to stop talking, he suddenly became angry in his heart, and for a while the ferocity was fully revealed, and he casually touched an inkstone on the shore of the book to smash it under the stage.

Speaking of which, there were also many Han officials in the court of Later Zhao. It's just that the alien race is in charge, and you can imagine how high the status of a group of traitors can be. A person who is unscrupulous and has no character will not be respected by the enemy, nor will he be respected by the master.

Shi Hu has a short temper, and for many years, he has killed Han officials and Han people whenever he wants, like a chicken slaughtering dog!

Seeing Shi Hu's rage, how could Yan Nianchong and the others, who were still kneeling on the main hall, not be afraid?

If you say it, you will die, and if you don't say it, you will die!

It's just that the inkstone in Shi Hu's hand hasn't been shot yet, and there is a sudden sound of "Zheng, Zheng!" outside the hall, and everyone hurriedly raised their heads, and then they only saw a golden light from the sky above the hall, breaking through the top and entering, and it came in an instant, directly cutting the inkstone in Shi Hu's hand and the dragon case in front of him into neat halves.

The change was sudden, and before anyone in the hall could react, the golden light spun up again, passing over Shi Hu's head. Shi Hu reflexively shrank his body and narrowly avoided the blade of the golden light, but the crown on his head was broken instantly, and the round beads were instantly scattered on the golden palace, jumping up and down with a dense "clanging" sound.

The sound of swords is sharp and pressing.

When the people in the hall saw clearly what the golden light was, they were all so frightened that they stayed in place, and they didn't dare to move.

The three-foot Qingfeng, still stopped three feet away from the stone tiger, suspended and standing, murderous. The tip of the sword stood horizontally, aiming straight at the stone tiger, like a sharp arrow ready to fire, as long as the stone tiger dared to make a slight move, it would immediately turn into light and rise up, and cut down Shi Hu, the king of a country, in the main hall.

In the main hall, there was a deathly silence. Everyone didn't dare to move, for fear of alarming the flying sword suspended in the air and causing death.

"The mountain of Qingyun is the place where the poor Dao cultivates, Your Excellency has plundered and killed innocents, so that the resentment is soaring, what is the intention of the bad poor Dao cultivation? Within three days, if the poor Dao does not see the soldiers of your country and beasts, and retreats for a hundred miles, the poor Dao will be on top of the main hall, take the head of the people, and make Ran'er die and the country will be destroyed, it is impossible to say that the poor Dao is unpredictable!" A voice came from the air, and everyone in the hall could hear it clearly.

"Zheng!" The three-foot immortal sword turned into light, and once again broke a huge skylight in the center of the main hall, roaring away, and disappeared into the vast night.

Above the main hall, there was a deathly silence. The flying sword comes and goes fast. If it weren't for the skylight overhead, everyone would almost have thought it was just a nightmare.

"Immortals, immortals!" Above the main hall, Yan Nianchong and other Han officials looked at the holes above the main hall and muttered to themselves with a pale face.

"Someone, escort, escort!" accompanied by a castrated and sharp voice, everyone remembered what they should do.

The main hall was in chaos in an instant, and countless palace guards swarmed in, only Shi Hu sat on the dragon chair in the main hall, his face was as blue as a thousand years of ice, looking up at the skylight of the main hall, without saying a word.

Fear, shame, surprise, resentment!

Shi Hu hadn't had such a complicated mind for many years.

This is the first time that Shi Hu has felt an unforgettable threat in so many years, and it is also the first time that he has no resistance in the face of other people's threats!

All this undoubtedly gave Shi Hu an incomparably strong self-esteem and a fatal blow, and everything in the hall just now undoubtedly deprived Shi Hu of all his arrogance and face. When Shi Hu realized what had happened to him, he was even more angry and wanted to kill everyone in front of him.

At this moment, Shi Hu only felt the anger in his chest gushing out, but I could vent, only a fishy sweetness surged up in his throat, and he was swallowed again.

Shi Hu is a very face-saving monarch, and he is also a very brutal and very brutal beast.

As the palace guards surrounded the entire apse of the Taiwu Palace, Shi Hu finally regained a trace of confidence and a trace of reason.

Although he knew that no matter how many ordinary troops there were, he could at least let Shi Hu regain the feeling of being the king of a country.

All the palace maids and eunuchs above the apse and the three Han Chinese officials were trapped in the main hall, and none of them could leave.

The moment Shi Hu's footsteps stepped out of the threshold of the apse surrounded by the guards, the screams above the main hall of the apse instantly rang out, and the blood flowed like a river on the main hall paved with gold bricks.

They know too much。。。。。

Riding out of Xiangcheng, regardless of the night.

Shi Hu is old, and the older he gets, the more afraid he is of death. He has killed countless people, and he has also enjoyed wealth and glory.

A person who is used to enjoyment, no matter how brutal he is, is only cruel to others.

For his own life, he cherishes it very much.

When Shi Hu's herald messenger galloped out of the gate of Xiangcheng with the order of the lord of the country, Zhou Cheng also happened to wake up from his steady.

Zhou Cheng consumed a lot of money on this trip, so that his face turned a little pale. Besides, although Zhou Cheng is out of a desire to save people this time, Shi Hu is the king of Yidi again, and he is also the lord of a country!

As the monarch of the country, he naturally has a fortune and a thousand years of China, so it can be seen that there is a cultivator who has really killed the king of a country with Taoist skills?

If it weren't for Shi Hu's own death, Zhao Qi's luck would come to an end, and Zhou Chengdu might not dare to bear this huge cause and effect.

"Brother Zhou, Brother Zhou!" Zhou Cheng opened his eyes, and the first thing he saw was a pair of concerned eyes of Xiu'er and the old man.

"Just now, you vomited blood," Xiu'er pointed to a cloud of scarlet on the ground of the hut.

Zhou Cheng smiled bitterly, he didn't expect that when the fairy sword went, there would be nothing at all. But when he comes back, he will be hit by a thunderbolt!

"Poor Dao is fine, you don't have to worry, Hu Bing will retreat in three days, let them rest assured!" Zhou Cheng waved his hand and told the old man with a nervous face: "What Poor Dao should do has been done, let them disperse!

At this time, outside Zhou Cheng's thatched hut, there were already villagers kneeling.

All of Zhou Cheng's divine consciousness was placed on the immortal sword, and naturally he had already seen it. By the time the fairy sword was returned to the sheath, Zhou Cheng was already unwilling and unable to deal with a group of people outside.

This trip, the work of March was in vain, and the lost vitality will not be able to be regained in a while and a half.

"This is the peach seed, this is the formation map, when the Hu soldiers retreat at the bottom of the mountain, you let them plant it according to the map. Poor Dao wants to go to the deep mountains, and he will return in a year, no need to hang around" Zhou Cheng looked at Xiu'er, who was sitting next to him and didn't leave, smiled reluctantly, and took out a brocade box and a bag.

"Brother Zhou, where are you going, Xiu'er will go with you!" Xiu'er looked at Zhou Cheng, her eyes widened, and she said cautiously but very firmly.

"No, no, Xiu'er should go down the mountain with her grandfather and the clansmen! Your brother Zhou will come back to find you" After Zhou Cheng finished speaking, he stuffed the brocade box and bag into Xiu'er's hand, and before he had time to tell another word or two, he had already disappeared into the thatched hut in a hurry.

Zhou Cheng disappeared for a full year this time, and the Hu soldiers under the mountain really retreated before three days as Zhou Cheng said. The villagers also came down the mountain one after another and began to rebuild their homes.

More than a month later, Shi Hu was seriously ill and died, and several of Shi Hu's sons got off the dragon chair for Shi Hu's seat, regardless of the mortuary, and attacked each other with armor. It made the land of Henan and Hebei smoky everywhere, and it was a mess.

With Shi Hu's death, the Han people on both sides of the river celebrated each other, Shi Hu was forced by an immortal fairy sword, had no choice but to retreat, and then died in fear The rumor began to spread rapidly.

I feel unwell, my head is groggy, and I have been off for a few days, so I'm really sorry for all of you. It's just that it's helpless, I'm so sorry, and please forgive me for one or two