The heavens start with letting the bullets fly

Chapter 617 Control the situation

"City Lord Ye is dead, as his confidant, do you want to avenge him?"

Chen Zhao stood with his hands behind his hands and looked at Ximen Chuixue.

Ximen Chuuxue is an extremely proud person. He has always regarded Ye Gucheng as his confidant in the way of swordsmanship, and he believes that Ye Gucheng is the only one who can surpass Taoist Mu in swordsmanship and practice to the peak of swordsmanship.

Although Ye Gucheng committed suicide now, he actually died at the hands of Chen Zhao. As a peerless swordsman, he must either avenge his confidant or collect the body for his confidant.

Under the eyes of everyone, Ximen Chuuxue threw away the broken sword in his hand, and bowed respectfully to Chen Zhao: "Master Chen, you are invincible in this world, and it is his honor for City Lord Ye to commit suicide on the spot after losing to you. , Ximen Chuuxue, there is no other request, let me take away the body of City Lord Ye and let him be buried with dignity."

"Yes." Chen Zhao waved his hand in a faint mood.

With his martial arts at this level, Chen Zhao actually seldom killed people after staying in the world of Dream of Red Mansions for so long.

Whether it is corrupt officials or thieves, only the law can deal with it.

But killing bandits and bullies is not considered killing.

So in today's battle, forcing Ye Gucheng to death would be against his original intention.He originally wanted to completely wipe out Ye Gucheng's fighting spirit and let him plead guilty.

I didn't expect the other party to play suicide if they disagreed.

Since he has such a strong temper, he should commit suicide.

If Emperor Xiaode had not governed the country well, he would have been far more qualified to be emperor than King Nan, who had spent his whole life eating, drinking and having fun in Yangcheng. Chen Zhao would not have bothered to participate in this matter.

When you come to this world, you must either promote economic development, stabilize your life, and let the common people live a stable and good life.

Or interact with more and more girls from the Red Mansion and unlock all kinds of strange cheeses together.

So he is essentially not interested in people like Lu Xiaofeng and Ye Gucheng.

After listening to Chen Zhao's words, Ximen Chuixue, who had always been aloof, bowed respectfully again, hugged Lei Ye Gucheng's body and was about to leave.

At this time, all the people in the martial arts present had sad eyes, and the sadness of rabbit death and fox rose in their hearts. Even Ye Gucheng, who was lonely and peerless, was no match for Chen Zhao, and even Ximen Chuuxue, who was as cold as ice and as cold as snow, wanted to challenge Chen Zhao. Bow down and salute, who else can face Chen Zhao head-on that day?

Many people raised a name in their hearts:
"Western Jade Rakshasa."

However, Yu Luocha is the leader of the Western Demon Cult, and he has never been to the Middle Earth all his life, and his base camp is in the distant Kunlun Mountains.

People don't fight for inexplicable sword fights, not to provoke Chen Zhao.

Just after Ximen Chuixue took two steps, "Star Picker" Ding Ao suddenly rushed over, blocked his way with his sword, and said sternly: "You can't take this man away, whether he is dead or alive, you can't Take him away."

Ximen Chuuxue didn't even look at him.

Ding Ao said again: "This man is a serious offender of the imperial court, and the person who collected his body is also guilty of sitting down."

Ximen Chuuxue said, "You want to keep me?"

Ding Ao sneered and said, "Could it be that I can't keep you?"

Ximen Chuixue had bulging veins on his forehead.

Ding Ao said: "Ximen Chuixue and Ye Gucheng joined forces, Master Chen defeated the enemy with one move, and Ye Gucheng is now a dead man. Although Master Chen has no intention of fighting again, this is the palace, and the three thousand guards can't just eat dry food of."

Just as he finished speaking, he suddenly heard someone laughing behind him.

One person said with a smile: "Although Ye Gucheng is dead, Lu Xiaofeng is not dead yet."

Lu Xiaofeng came again.

Ding Ao suddenly turned around and shouted: "What do you want?"

Lu Xiaofeng said lightly: "I just want to remind you that Ximen Chuuxue and Ye Gucheng are both my friends."

Ding Ao said: "Don't tell me you want to cover up the court's repeat offender? Do you know what crime it is?"

Lu Xiaofeng said: "I only know a little bit."

Ding Ao said: "Say."

Lu Xiaofeng said: "I only know that I will never do what should not be done, and what should be done, even if you cut off my head, I will do the same."

Ding Ao's expression changed.

Tu Fang and Yin Xian also rushed over, the guards drew their bows, drew their knives out of their sheaths, and drew their swords out of their sheaths, ready to strike again.

Suddenly, another person jumped up and said loudly: "Although you have three guards, Lu Xiaofeng still has at least one friend who is not afraid of beheading."

This person is Bu Ju.

Taoist Mu immediately followed up and said: "Although the poor Taoist is in Fangwai, Fangwai people also have acquaintances with Fangwai.

He turned his head, looked at the honest monk, and said, "Where is the monk?"

The honest monk glared at him and said, "Taoists can have friends, why can't monks have friends?"

He glared at Sikong Zhaixing again, and said, "What about you?"

Sikong Zhaixing sighed and said: "The guards here are not only masters, but also high officials. I am a thief, and the only thief is an official, so..."

Mu Taoist said: "So what?"

Sikong Zhaixing smiled wryly: "So I don't want to admit that Lu Xiaofeng is my friend, but unfortunately I have no choice but to deny it."

Mu Daoren said: "'very good."

Sikong Zhaixing said: "Very bad."

Mu Taoist said: "Not good?"

Sikong Zaixing said: "If they want to keep Ximen Chuuxue, will Lu Xiaofeng definitely not agree?"

Mu Taoist said: "Yes."

Sikong Zhaixing said: "If they want to deal with Lu Xiaofeng, will we not agree?" Mu Daoren said: "Yes. "

Sikong Zhaixing said: "Then do we have to fight with them?"

Mu Taoist defaults.

Sikong Zhaixing said: "We have just calculated. Although Mr. Chen will not take action, we will fight them. Each of us must deal with at least 310 seven of them."

He sighed, and continued: "Two fists are no match for four hands, and two hands have to deal with more than 600 hands. It must be uncomfortable."

Taoist Mu suddenly smiled and said, "Don't forget that you have three hands."

Sikong Zhaixing also laughed.

They laughed very easily. At the feet of the Emperor, in the Forbidden City, facing the dazzling mountains of swords and spears, they could actually watch very easily.

Ding Ao and the others became tense, and the guards looked like they were facing a formidable enemy.

If this battle is really fought, the consequences can be imagined.

It seems that this battle has to be fought.

Wei Ziyun's complexion was heavy, he clenched his hands, and suddenly bowed to Chen Zhao and said, "Master Chen."

Chen Zhaodao: "How is it?"

Wei Ziyun said: "Your Majesty has given Mr. Chen full authority to deal with this matter. Now that swords are on the verge of breaking out, Mr. Chen can't..."

Chen Zhao looked at Wei Ziyun, then at Ding Ao, shook his head and smiled: "Your Majesty ordered me to deal with this matter, and I also asked Ximen Chuuxue to take Ye Gucheng's body away. To do things, I can't obliterate the initiative of your Ouchi guards, can I?"

He waved his hands and said: "If you want to fight, fight. It's amazing that this group of martial arts masters died on the spot. The brothers of the Imperial Army also suffered heavy casualties. The family members went to Lord Wei and Lord Ding to cry and complain, and this official promoted Jinmen Liu Si Yu What does Shi Tai have to do with it?"

His words of getting away easily left Wei Ziyun, Ding Ao and the others speechless.

But when you think about it, it is true.

The two instigators, Nan Wang and Wang An, were also taken down.

Ye Gucheng is at most a tool man, an accomplice, and he is dead.

Chen Zhao had already asked Ximen Chuuxue to leave with Ye Gucheng's body in his arms.

It's great to wait until they leave the palace and then find a way to deal with them through official means.

But Ding Aofei had to jump out to gain his sense of presence, and use the lives of three thousand soldiers of the Imperial Army to gain military merit for himself. What does this have to do with Chen Zhao?

Even if the emperor gave Chen Zhao full authority to deal with this matter, and he didn't want to intervene in sensitive matters such as the Imperial Palace Imperial Army, it would be meritorious.

It's the best official old fritters.

Nobody can tell a single mistake.

Wei Ziyun was tongue-tied and Ding Ao was dumbfounded.

The two of them looked at Tu Fang and Yin Xian, and then at the rows of palace guards, their eyes suddenly filled with regret.

This feeling of not being human inside and out is really unpleasant.

"Ha ha ha ha."

Chen Zhao suddenly laughed, and patted Wei Ziyun's hand: "Okay, old Wei, stop messing around."

He waved his hand: "Scatter, Ximen Chuixue, take Ye Gucheng's body and leave! No one will stop you, I said so!"

As soon as this was said, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Even Ding Ao suddenly felt that his mind and mind gradually calmed down, only that a boulder had finally fallen to the ground.

So at the end of the song, the people broke up, a tense fight came to naught, and a group of rogues left.

Wei Ziyun and others stood in front of Chen Zhao, looking apologetic.

Chen Zhao smiled faintly: "It's just a few trivial things, you just don't have to worry about it. I'm going to face the saint, and you can do whatever you like."

Wei Ziyun was overjoyed, pulled Ding Ao beside him, and bowed together with the others: "Thank you, Mr. Chen, for your thoughtfulness. The guards in the palace owe Mr. Chen a favor."

"What kind of favors are there? What do I need your favors for?"

(End of this chapter)