Yang Fenglou turned his head suddenly. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

I saw a black line suddenly appear between a silvery white heaven and earth, which was composed of countless rebels, like ocean waves, surging from north to south, surging straight to the people's residences in Jiangbei outside Jiangling City.

In a moment, it had already flooded the outermost part of the people's dwellings, and continued to the north, threatening to submerge them completely.

The shouts of killing, screams, cries, miserable sounds, intensified.

There was a fire again, at first the stars were dotted, but in a moment, they were connected and steamed, and in an instant, the sky and the earth were dyed red, and the clouds were blackened, and under the interweaving of red and black, the entire Jiangbei was dyed the color of hell.

All the people at the head of the city watched dumbfounded, all stunned by the scene in front of them.

Only Yang Zhiwen muttered to himself.

"This ...... This...... How could this be ......"

The sound was not loud, but it spread throughout the city.

General Zhang of the Chengping Army was taken aback and shouted in his heart.

Sure enough, before he could move, a gust of wind suddenly blew across the city.

It was Yang Fenglou, who suddenly erupted, directly launched eight steps to catch the cicada, rushed directly to Yang Zhiwen, and grabbed his neck.

"Yang Zhiwen! Misleading the country! Take a look! Come and see!

Your people are being slaughtered!

It's you! It's all because of you!

The death of each and every one of them is your sin!

I don't have to die well!"

Saying that, Yang Fenglou had already carried Yang Zhiwen, and rushed back to the mouth of the butterfly, shouting and scolding loudly, while trying to push his head out of the city wall, as if every time he got closer, he could feel his sins more intuitively.

However, Yang Zhiwen had already been pinched by Yang Fenglou and rolled his eyes, and he couldn't breathe

When Yang Fenglou saw it, evil was born to the guts!

"Yang Zhiwen, you can bury these people!"

As soon as you say a word, you have to use force in your hands.

This frightened General Zhang of the Chengping Army.

"Fenglou! My good brother! Stop quickly! This is the envoy of Jingnan Jiedu, and he is a member of the imperial court, so he can't kill him privately! Brother Yang, let it go!"

Yang Fenglou's arms were like iron casting, and he was not moved at all.

"The three products of the imperial court, what can it be!?

He is an envoy of moderation, can he ignore the life and death of the people under his rule!?

It was because he was the envoy of the Jingnan Festival that Yang wanted to kill him and bury him for the people of Jiangbei!"

As he spoke, he stared at Yang Zhiwen fiercely.

"Yang Zhiwen, when you get to the Ghost Gate, you will play the prestige of your festival envoy again! At that time, I want to see if the ghosts of the people who go to Jiangbei can still tolerate you!"

After saying that, he continued to exert himself.

Yang Zhiwen's eyes suddenly rolled white, his face was flushed, he had more air out and less air intake, and he was about to die.

This frightened everyone in the city.

The generals of the Chengping Army looked at each other.

I have long heard that Brother Yang is extremely strong, and after his subordinates were slaughtered by his colleagues, he dared to kill the old turtle in front of Song Wei, who was a thief in the southeast, but it was just a seven-rank division, how could it be compared with the three-grade festival envoy of the ruling party?

Besides, on the second day of junior high school, everyone drank and talked happily, Brother Yang is definitely humble and courteous, how can he be so bold and dare to kill a festival envoy in front of everyone!?

However, looking at the way he gritted his teeth, it didn't look like a fake at all!

Everyone was shocked, and they stepped forward to persuade them, for fear that Yang Fenglou would kill Yang Zhiwen on a whim.

"Brother Yang, if you kill Yang Yuanjun, you will inevitably be held accountable by the court, maybe there will be a disaster of killing, be cautious!"

"Brother Yang, kill him, the court will inevitably want your life, your life, in exchange for his life, it's not worth it......"

"Brother Yang, be cautious, don't be impulsive, don't be impulsive!"

Yang Fenglou was not moved at all.

Seeing that Wang Xianzhi's rebels flooded the residences of the people in Jiangbei outside the city.

Listen to the roars and screams of the people of Gangneung before they die.

Thinking of Liu San, a hawker with a great Spring and Autumn Ancient style, and thinking of the mother and son who are not rich but are trying to survive.

Yang Fenglou's heart is like a knife!

These killings could have been avoided!

If Yang Zhiwen had moved the people of Jiangbei early, if Yang Zhiwen had seen himself after talking, if Yang Zhiwen had taken the life and death of the people of Jiangbei to heart, even a little bit...... Even if the people of Jiangbei can't completely withdraw, they will definitely not be attacked by Wang Xianzhi's anti-Tang army without defense, even if they get the news a day earlier, they can leave that place of right and wrong, and they can escape with their lives!

Everything is because of Yang Zhiwen!

Mu Xiu!

Talk!

Ignore government affairs!

What's the use of the court asking you to be such a festival envoy!?

Yang Zhiwen, damn it!

Yang Fenglou didn't think about the consequences of killing the envoy without permission, he just wanted to strangle the bastard in front of him and avenge the tragic death of the people in Jiangbei!

As soon as he thought of this, Yang Fenglou exerted his strength again.

Yang Zhiwen not only rolled his eyes, his hands tightly grasped Yang Fenglou's arms, it was difficult to shake a single cent, a pair of feet kept kicking in the air, but gradually straightened out and began to tremble, everyone knew that as long as this tremor was heard, even if Hua Tuo was reincarnated, it would be difficult to save Yang Zhiwen's life.

General Zhang saw it in his eyes and was anxious in his heart, and suddenly had an idea, stepped forward and hugged Yang Fenglou's arms.

"Brother Yang, don't do it, listen to me.

Yang Zhiwen is the envoy of Jingnan Festival, and he disregards the lives of the people, so he naturally deserves to die!

However, people do not walk without heads, and birds do not fly without heads!

Wang Xianzhi's rebels have arrived in the city, and guarding Jiangling is exactly what is needed to unite as one!

If you kill Yang Yuanjun, there will be chaos in the city, and when the time comes, Wang Xianzhi's rebels will besiege the city, and if you are not careful, the city will be broken!

I know that you are anxious about the people of Jiangbei outside the city, but the matter has come to this point, it is useless to talk more, you and I need to think more about the people in Jiangling City!

Brother Yang, listen to me, leave Yang Yuanjun's life for the time being, we always need him to gather people's hearts......"

Yang Fenglou listened, and was stunned for a moment, even if he didn't want to, he had to admit that what General Zhang said was right, although Yang Zhiwen didn't know what to say, but the position of the envoy of the festival was a well-deserved head of Jingnan, whether it was the commander of the army or the herdsmen, he had to take him as the leader, and even ask the court for help, he had to come forward.

To put it this way......

Can't kill ......?

Because the people outside the city were slaughtered, they wanted to kill Yang Zhiwen to vent their anger.

However, stationed in Gangneung, this festival envoy is needed.

This person can't be killed......

Yang Fenglou was helpless, so he had to slowly relax his hands......

But there is a bad breath in my heart, and I can't get out of it.

"Kutong ......"

Yang Zhiwen fell to the ground, gasping for breath like a fish in a dry pond, followed by a series of coughs, which were heartbreaking.

Seeing this, General Zhang stepped forward and prepared to help him up.

Unexpectedly, Yang Zhiwen shook off General Zhang's hand, and stayed on the ground half-lying and half-sitting, staring at Yang Fenglou with a pair of eyes.

Suddenly, there was a burst of laughter.

"Haha...... Yang Fenglou, what can you do to me!?Aren't you trying to kill me!?Come on!Come on......

Yang Fenglou was angry from his heart, snorted coldly, and the "potential" of the three products was bursting out! )