Chapter 127: The Encounter of the Apocalypse

The cold wind was howling, the snow was falling, and the three of them walked in the snow one foot deep and one foot shallow, and they had to guard against whether it was a small group of Heavenly Poison Sect ambushes that rushed out. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info Thankfully, it is three or two people at a time, and at most it is not good for five people, although both of them are physically and mentally exhausted, plus seriously injured, but it is not a problem to deal with these two people.

Gradually, dozens of people were chasing them behind them, and they had no choice but to speed up their pace and rush south.

Thousands of miles of dense forests are still covered with snow all year round, and every time their direction shifts, there will be endless battles staring at them, and finally they are forced to return to the right path, going around and around, and even they are lost.

"Childe, we have lost our way, we don't know where we are heading, Weichen is worried......" Ma Tiancheng frowned, his face was calm, he was worried, and halfway through his words, he slurred and didn't know how to continue.

Commander Jin was obviously a little angry, and said fiercely to Ma Tiancheng: "Old Ma, we will definitely be able to get out, and Gongzi will definitely return to the imperial city." ”

He didn't say that we we, but that Gongzi would definitely return to the imperial city, he had already put his two lives on the line, and once something happened, they would definitely stay outside and never go back.

Murong Xun obviously heard it and said, "We will all go back!"

With a calm face, he suppressed the fear and confusion in his heart, and continued to move towards the unknown.

When he was eight years old, his beloved father died and passed the throne to him, but at a young age, his uncle Murong Yang presided over the court as regent.

When a person is addicted to power for a long time, he has a desire to control. Murong Yang is like that. controlled the government and killed the people and horses loyal to the little emperor, degraded and degraded, and all the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty were replaced by his henchmen.

The little emperor Murong Xun trembled, in such an environment, he already knew how to better protect himself because of himself.

In this way, after thousands of miles, they finally saw the sunshine outside, and after traveling dozens of miles, they saw a city, and the three of them cried with joy.

"Apocalypse!"

The three of them only felt two resplendent gold, too shiny and dazzling under the sunlight and snow.

"Let's go, let's go into town!"

The three of them dressed up in disguise, and then walked in cautiously.

As everyone knows, they have already entered the sight of the Star Gang.

"Helper, they're in the city!" The spy approached, and he could follow Zhao Haochen to report the whereabouts of the three of them.

"Okay, let them see the prestige of the Star Gang in the weather, and inform Huang Tiancheng that it's time to do it!"

"Yes!" one of the gang members took the warrant and went to deliver the order.

A woman led a child to walk in the market, looking left and right, as if she was shopping, looking at this unsatisfactory, looking at that is not good-looking, looking unhappy, walking to a stall, but the owner of this stall muttered a few words, as if to say something, and saw the woman walk away with a smile.

This woman is Yuwenhe's wife Han Rou, who was rescued by Zhao Haochen that day, and Yuwenhe is also loyal to Zhao Haochen, as for the cute child next to him, it is the crystallization of the love between the two, and the little face that is frozen in winter looks very cute.

Carrying a basket full of fruits and vegetables in his hand, he led the child in one hand and walked towards the front.

"Ahh

"What person?" The long sword in Commander Jin's hand suddenly came out of its sheath, and the cold light was cold, threatening Han Rou, and Han Rou, who had just stood up, stumbled and stepped back step by step.

Her face was pale and weak, as for the little boy beside her who cried out, Han Rou hugged the little boy tightly in her arms, looking at the person in front of her with some fear, but she hugged the child in her arms tightly.

The boy's voice alarmed the people around him, and the vegetable and meat vendors left their stalls and hurried away, disappearing, for fear of injuring themselves. However, there were some bold passers-by who stopped one after another, as if to join in the fun, and surrounded several of them in the crowd.

"Who are you?" Commander Jin took the cold long sword in his hand and pointed at Han Rou coldly, as if he was cold, it seemed that he did not eat the fireworks of the world, like a killing god suddenly descended.

As everyone knows, they have experienced a hunt all the way, and when they saw Apocalypse City, their hearts did not let go, but became even more worried.

Naturally, communication in big cities is extremely smooth, and those who hunt them down will naturally get news quickly.

What's more, they always felt as if there was an invisible hand controlling their path along the way, asking them to go to this Apocalypse City.

At this moment, their hearts were naturally lifted in the air again, and it was not surprising that it was rumored.

"The little woman is just a grass farmer, she just accidentally tripped and fell, why did the hero shout and kill like this?" Han Rou pretended to be pitiful and sobbed twice, hugging the child who was still crying in her arms, pitiful.

"Grass people, don't you have long eyes?" Commander Jin held back his anger all the way, as if he had finally found a place to vent, and he did not have the slightest sympathy for the poor woman in front of him, and he only had the life of his own son in his eyes.

The Praetorian Guard is not a soft persimmon who has never used a sword, you must know that these people who protect the safety of the imperial city are all accomplished in battle, and each of them has crawled out of the pile of dead people, not to mention their commander, I am afraid that the number of people who died in his hands has reached a terrible number.

Not to mention that human life is like a mustard, but it is almost the same.

"Rushing into my son-in-law, a dead end!" The voice was cold, cold and piercing, and the cold of the nine days seemed to pass through everyone's body, and they all shivered unconsciously.

"Uncle Jin, this woman's sin is not to death, spare his life!" Murong Xun was a little unbearable, and pleaded with Commander Jin.

Ma Tiancheng, who was standing on the side, pondered for a while, and said: "Childe, after all, your life is the most important thing this time, if you accidentally leak the news, it won't be wonderful, whether this woman was sent by the other party is not known yet, we don't have so much time, we can only cut through the mess quickly." If it is found out in the future, it is also said that it will be posthumously sealed. ”

As everyone knows, just when they were discussing how to deal with Han Rou, a cold light flashed in the eyes of the surrounding people, but it was all flashing, and their palms quietly touched the handle of their weapons, ready to strike at any time.

Murong Xun took a step back, looked in Han Rou's direction, bowed very solemnly, and said, "I'm sorry!"

Then he closed his eyes and waved his hand.

The long sword in Commander Jin's hand roared like a bloodthirsty demon, and the cold light on the blade was cold and cold.

Holding the long sword in his hand, he slowly stepped forward, one step, two steps......