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Zhu Youzhen's face is elegant, transparent like jade, at this time has been lined with fire beams and golden helmets to shine, he looked at the direction of Wolongzhuang, a pair of eyes are full of anxiety and reluctance, as if the autumn water ripples in circles, sighing and sorrowful thoughts can also be waves, he secretly said in his heart: "If you release the arrow, General Xue will definitely burn himself in the village, and his fate will fall here, if he does not let go, Feng Dao will take advantage of the gap and escape, this world is so big, where to find it? If King Bo is here, I don't know how he will act?"

Bowang Zhu Youwen is Zhu Wen's adopted son, Zhu Youzhen has been growing for more than 20 years, and he is getting older because of his youth. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info (the description here is slightly different from Zhu Youwen in front, which shall prevail) Zhu Youwen is wise and brave, well-read and knowledgeable, Liang Jun is unsurpassed, and he tastes the way of heaven and earth to listen to King Jun, Zhu Youzhen is convinced of his reasoning, obeys King Bo's words, and respects his brother as his father.

This night was at a critical juncture, and the choice was difficult to decide, Zhu Youzhen recalled that day in the Chengcheng Palace and had a long talk with King Bo, Zhu Youwen was free and easy, dressed casually as usual, and his silver hair was blowing, but he still couldn't cover his fiery eyes. The **** said a lot, bitter and bitter, and once said with a smile that "the government and the opposition are like boats, those who follow can live, and those who oppose will die", if so, is he destined to become the kind of person he hated the most?

Zhu Youzhen shook his head hard, as if he was making a difficult choice, he really didn't want to cause father and son to turn against each other, or even brothers to kill each other, and he didn't want to wash his vanity with blood, and build this indifferent country with corpses, he weighed the profit and loss in his heart, "I want to read poetry and books, fame and fortune, and look forward to emulating the ancient sages to visit the mountains and rivers, and chant poems, but why do you want to push this king to the abyss of power?"

Zhang Yichen saw the inner struggle of King Jun, and knew that he had to push it forward, otherwise with his indecisive personality, he would definitely miss the opportunity to kill Feng Dao and Xue Shuxuan, causing him to hate him for life, so he whispered: "Although the prince disdains the respect of the Ninety-Five, but King Ying's heart is ruthless and violent, if he is allowed to gain power, he will definitely hurt the prince and the queen regardless of brotherly love, which is definitely not feasible!"

Zhu Youzhen has always been loyal, filial piety, benevolence and righteousness, and he is even more warm to Queen Yuanzhen, if there is any mistake in the queen mother, he will gnaw his fingers and feel sad, he just woke up like a dream, and sighed: "I don't kill Beren, but Beren died because of me, since the general trend is the trend, this Wang Anneng will not allow it?"

The resolute edges and corners could not hide the joy in his heart, Zhang Yichen seemed to have seen Xue Shuxuan's body lying in the sword mountain arrow forest, and said with an evil smile: "The prince is the son of the saint, generous and benevolent by nature, and it is justifiable to sit in the world, so tonight must make a war exploit, this arrow has to be sent, injuring one person and stealing a generation of Ming Jun for the beam, it can be described as the luck of all the people, and I hope that the prince will not delay the military plane again, and the soldiers will wait for the prince to give you an order, and from then on the history will be famous!"

With the passage of time, the twilight became more and more dense and sluggish, and in a trance, it seemed that an ethereal wall was erected in the peaks of the soul, blocking everyone's sight.

"That's it, General Xue, don't blame this king, your wife and children will be taken care of by this king, you go all the way!" Zhu Youzhen straightened the golden helmet on his head, looked back and said: "What Yichen said is very true, Zhao Boyuan was born from a scholarly family, and he is loyal and patriotic, King Ying went to Zhaozhou to explore Hongyu, and success or failure is a foregone conclusion." And in front of the Linhua Palace, he took the initiative to ask Ying, precisely because he wanted to leave Feng Dao, a hot potato, to this king, how could this king be a person who is ignorant of the world?

Zhang Yichen said yes again and again, then bowed down and retreated into the army, he waved his flag and shouted: "Crossbowmen prepare", the Eight Roads Shence Army was shocked, and the arrows that were already on the string became more and more cold, and everyone wearing heavy armor was like a blade without life and no temperature, piercing the bare cliff top, just standing cold, waiting numbly, without saying a word.

Zhu Youzhen's jaw was slightly raised, the jade face was facing the starry sky, he closed his eyes tightly, and pulled the fire bunch flag flower on his waist very reluctantly, and in an instant, the feather arrow was like a dragon going out to sea, roaring towards the direction of Wolongzhuang.

The firelight was held out with a long tail, as if it had overturned the sea of purgatory fire and turned the thoughts of all beings upside down.

"How...... How is it possible, the sound of the piano is already stationed, why did King Jun send arrows?" Xue Shuxuan looked at the starfire in the sky with a stunned face, and could even feel the killing aura that took people's hearts.

The flames were scorching, and they invaded without warning, he was not a person who was afraid of death, but Feng Dao was not here, wouldn't he give his life in vain, An Neng was blind? He knew that it must have been Zhang Yichen who had instigated it, otherwise with the personality of King Jun, he would never act so rashly.

Xue Shuxuan secretly said in his heart: "The world is unpredictable, the old man regrets it too late!" He hated himself for being stubborn and self-serving, he had to see Feng Dao's face, and he would measure the sky for a while, now that he thought about it, even if he knew that the rumors were true, what could he do?

He pointed his sword at the flames of anger in the sky, and shouted: "Zhang Yichen, if it weren't for the old man to take you under his command, you would have the ability to do it today? I saw that you were born with a backbone, but I didn't expect you to take revenge if you really took revenge! The old man is not sorry for his death, but you follow King Jun all day long, how can I be safe?"

The roar was poignant and resolute, shaking the haunting Qingxi and the weird dark bamboo forest in Wolong Village, he wanted Zhu Youzhen to hear everything, but the wind was raging, the dragon sound was in his ears, and the low groaning of the last days was enough to cover the wailing of Wan Lai!

The feather arrows are as dense as a wall, overwhelming the weight down, and the sound of breaking the sky is about to tear the sky, piercing into the muscles and bones, only to hear the sound of "poof", Wolongzhuang has fallen into the sea of fire.

The heat burned the sweat like rain, Xue Shuxuan was in the village, because of the support of the eaves, it was not enough to immediately penetrate the body, but the village had become a sea of fire, and it was difficult to escape the doom of burning.

He looked at the flames beating around in Wolong Village in a daze, as if he saw a pair of bloody hands stretched out from the mountain of corpses, which trembled and waved in the bloody wind, like waving a military flag that sent him to purgatory.

That's right, it was he who dragged the boy out of the abyss of death, and entrusted him with a heavy responsibility, he was intelligent and ambitious, and his righteous little face always hung with an incomprehensible depth, and now that the scrawny boy had grown up, he smiled at himself in the fire, his eyes lit up with blue flames, and he shouted "Help me...... Help me!", as helpless as ever.

"Even if you are soaring, you are no longer the teenager who worked hard for a spoon of food and a bean soup, but you must never forget that you come from the dust and return to the dust, the so-called power is like a game, and people are like dust, and then the old man will call you to play the dust and go with me......" Xue Shuxuan muttered stupidly, repeating the moving of the past, he seemed to have entered a boundless illusion, and he couldn't extricate himself.

A laughter sounded from behind him, Xue Shuxuan didn't realize that his back was numb, as if his anger had been extinguished by cold water, and the whole person was in a fog, I don't know why, "This ...... Is there anyone else in this village?"