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Chapter 123 Chapter 123, the world is a big dream, wake up from the dream and Yujian rides the wind [Please subscribe, please ask for a monthly ticket~! 】

"Oh? Why is Zhao so unwise?"

Zhao Wuji stared at Ni Kun and said slowly.

Ni Kun flicked his nails and chuckled:
"My son has no friendship with Yang Guangsu. You killed the king and rebelled, claiming that the common people in the world punished the disabled and the only husband. This excuse is barely plausible, and this son is too lazy to be serious with you.

"But why do you insist on provoking me? Mr. Zhao thinks, why would I let you live?"

The corners of Zhao Wou-ki's eyes twitched slightly, while examining Ni Kun, he said in a deep voice:
"Mr. Ni's meaning...it seems that Mr. Zhao's life and death are all in Mr. Ni's mind?"

With calm eyes and a smile on the corner of his mouth, Ni Kun said softly:

"Mr. Zhao is a smart person, as long as you understand it in your heart. I don't want to kill you, one is because you have not committed an unforgivable crime in front of me, and the other is...you, Zhao Wuji, are not strong enough."

After speaking, without looking at Zhao Wou-ki again, he turned around and left.

Zhu Yuyan, Wan Wan, Wen Caiting, and Bai Qing'er guarded around him and followed him.

Although Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling didn't know Ni Kun's confidence, they hurriedly followed him, wanting to follow him away from the place of right and wrong.

Looking at Ni Kun's seemingly defenseless back, and looking at the secret of Yang Gong's treasury, for the ambitious Zao Wou-ki, Kou and Xu are genuine treasure boys. Can't help but bend and stretch twice, wanting to make a move to try it out, but afraid of kicking the iron plate, he was quite hesitant for a while.

He has already shown his skills, punishing Yang Guang, beheading Dugu Sheng, the general of the right guard, and killing the upper and lower sides of the dragon platform until blood flowed into rivers and heads rolled. Except for a few master guards, no one is his all-in-one enemy.

With such a fierce killing method, anyone with eyes knows how terrifying his martial arts are.

But this young man who doesn't have the slightest bit of internal strength, only slightly more vigorous than ordinary people, why dare to speak so brazenly?

Is it because he has never practiced martial arts, so he has no concept of martial arts?

Or is he really fearless?
Zhao Wou-ki, as an ambitious villain, is certainly not a simple-minded and reckless person.

This kind of weird situation made him startled and uncertain. He suppressed the urge to make a probe, and only winked at a few members of the Tianli sect opposite Ni Kun and his party.

He used cult means to control the congregation, and the core members were all extremely fanatical, fearless in life and death, and obeyed his orders. After receiving the signal from his eyes, the members of the Tianli sect immediately screamed and rushed towards Ni Kun with their knives.

However, in the middle of the rush, those members of the Tianli Cult suddenly stabbed their necks, strangled them fiercely, blood spattered, they actually killed themselves on the spot.

Several corpses fell to the ground, and Ni Kun and his party continued to move forward without stopping.

A few members of the Tianli sect rushed forward in disbelief, and when they rushed halfway, they killed themselves with their knives and their bodies lay on the ground.

Even the fanatical and thoughtless members of the Tianli Cult were stunned when they saw this weird scene. They looked at Ni Kun like a monster, and no one dared to step forward to die.

Zhao Wuji also twitched the corners of his eyes, his heart was shocked: "What kind of magic is this?"

He himself has a few sorcerers' skills, but he has never seen such a weird method.

His backbone disciples of Zao Wou-ki, he ordered them to kill themselves with a knife, they might die for him without saying a word.

But why did Ni Kun let those core members who were clearly planning to slash him with their knives kill themselves with their knives?

Zhao Wou-ki didn't even sense any fluctuations of true energy or evil magic!

This strange situation made Zhao Wou-ki dare not act rashly, he watched Ni Kun and his party walk away and was about to leave the banquet hall.

But at this moment, the sound of killing approached, and a tall general with dark eyes, a tall figure, and a cold breath, wearing a bright armor, carrying a halberd, and a long sword at his waist, came striding forward with a group of generals. .

Seeing the leading general, Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling suddenly became short of breath, and their breath fluctuated violently.

Obviously, that general is Kou Xu's enemy, the culprit of this mutiny, Yu Wenhuaji.

Yu Wenhuaji led Sima Dekan, Pei Qiantong, Yuan Li, Linghu Xingda and other rebel generals to drive straight in and came to the imperial banquet. Seeing that Zao Wou-ki had controlled the situation, he nodded to Zao Wou-ki with satisfaction .

Zao Wou-ki has always been capable of bending and stretching, as long as he can achieve his goals, he does not shy away from being humble or even servile in front of those who are of value.Immediately, he bowed to Yu Wenhuaji and said loudly:
"General Yuwen, fortunately, the last general did not disgrace his life, and has killed the faint king!"

Yu Wenhuaji and the others raised their eyes to look at the Longtai, and when they saw Yang Guang's corpse in Empress Xiao's arms, they were overjoyed at first, and then forced to put on complex expressions of sadness and helplessness.

When he looked at Zhao Wou-ki again, his eyes were a little weird - the crime of killing the king is not a good reputation.

Especially those generals who have suffered from the emperor's favor, if they are charged with the crime of killing the king, no matter how much the world hates Yang Guang and how much they applaud Yang Guang's death in private, on the surface they will still criticize them verbally and even launch an army crusade .

But now that someone is responsible for the crime of killing the king, he is still a reckless man with no roots. Even if he is accused by others in the future, it will be a big deal to push Zhao Wuji as a scapegoat.

Little did they know that Zhao Wou-ki also had his own ideas.

With Zhao Wuji's ambition, how could he really surrender to Yu Wenhuaji?

He just wanted to use Yu Huaji to earn his first pot of gold.

Even if Yu Wenhuaji and others will cross the river and demolish the bridge afterwards and push him out as a scapegoat, but now in order to win people's hearts and stabilize the morale of the army, they must reward Zhao Wuji for his meritorious deeds and give him a lot of power.

Even if he will not be given much military power, as long as he is given a name, he will have a way to pull up a large army in Jiangdu, and even cannibalize some of the brave soldiers through sectarian infiltration.

As for the crime of killing the emperor, these generals who have received the favor of the emperor dare not bear it, but he, a wild man who has never eaten a grain of Lumi from the emperor, doesn't care at all.

Not only did he not care, "Kingslayer" was a good name for him.

Later he declared to the outside world that he could have removed the words "ordered by General Yuwen" and just said "Zhao Wuji punishes all the common people in the world to punish the crippled people and the only husband". Scholars, quickly grow his Tianli religion.

Dou Jiande has been farming for generations. He started from a poor family and created a great career. Even if he failed, he was once called the king and established a system and left his name in history. Why can't he, Zao Wou-ki?
Thinking of his ambitions and great achievements in the future, Zao Wou-ki was even more unwilling to provoke the unpredictable Ni Kun, and he didn't even put eye drops in front of Yu Wenhua and he didn't even mention Ni Kun.

And Ni Kun and others, after Yu Wenhuaji showed up, did not leave in a hurry. They retreated to the edge of the banquet hall, mixed with the shivering court ladies and eunuchs, and continued to watch the development of the situation. How will it work down.

"His Majesty……"

Yu Wenhuaji put down the halberd, put down his saber, and led the generals to the bottom of the dragon platform. Facing the dragon platform, Yang Guang knelt down on one knee with the corpse of Yang Guang, his expression choked up, and he said in a choked voice:
"I have no choice but to take this bad policy, but... the great Sui society is precarious and in danger. In order to protect the great Sui country, the ministers have no choice but to risk the world!"

Seeing Yu Wenhuaji's hypocrisy, Kou Zhong snorted coldly and whispered: "Hypocritical, shameless!"

Xu Ziling also clenched his fists, stared at Yu Wenhua and said with hatred: "Scumbag!"

Yu Wenhuaji went on to say:

"The ministers did this rebellious act, not for their own glory, but for the people of the world, and for the great Sui society!

"Don't worry, Your Majesty, after your majesty's great journey, the ministers will choose a virtuous person in the clan to inherit the throne, support the new king, and rebuild the country!"

Of course, Yu Wenhuaji would not rush to usurp the throne.

He has already discussed with the generals that he will support Qin Wang Yang Hao, who has close contacts with his younger brother Yu Wenzhi, to succeed him, lead the prime minister himself, and control the court through Qin Wang Yang Hao.

When the time is right, Sui Emperor Yang Hao, who has little virtue, will naturally "abide" obediently and give up the throne to his "highly respected" Yu Wenhuaji.

Yu Wenhuaji was still babbling about analyzing his heart, and he kept saying that he was for the common people of the world and the Sui Dynasty, not only for the princes and ministers, but also for the brave soldiers who were coerced to participate in the mutiny.

As for whether there is a trace of shame, and I want to use these words to strengthen my will and appease my conscience, it is not clear.

While speaking, suddenly, a sigh came from above the dragon platform.

This sigh seemed to contain endless bewilderment and melancholy, and also seemed to have the sudden joy of waking up from a big dream.

This sigh was not loud, but it spread to every corner of the huge banquet hall, and it rang clearly in the ears of each of the thousands of people present.

This sigh seemed to have some kind of indescribable emotional appeal.After everyone heard this sigh, they couldn't help but look bewildered and feel melancholy, but there was also an indescribable and unexplainable joy that quietly permeated their hearts.

Hearing this sigh, Ni Kun, who was watching the show, raised his head eagerly, looking surprised at Longtai.

Zhu Yuyan, Wan Wan, Bai Qing'er, and Wen Caiting also looked up at Longtai with shocked eyes.

Kou Zhong trembled all over his body: "God, it's a fake corpse!"

Xu Ziling was silent and shook his head repeatedly.

All the trembling princes and ministers, guests at the banquet, court ladies and eunuchs, concubines and clans... all trembled and raised their heads in disbelief.

The Xiaoguo soldiers who participated in the mutiny, the generals of the rebel army, and the members of the Tianli Sect had a drastic change in their expressions, with fear in their eyes.

Yu Wenhuaji, who was chattering under the dragon platform, suddenly turned pale, and looked up at Yang Guang.

Zhao Wuji, who killed Yang Guang with his own hands, was shaken with a bang, his innate energy almost ran away, and he looked at Longtai in shock.

Embracing Yang Guang, Empress Xiao, who was weeping mournfully, stopped crying, covered her mouth with her hands, widened her beautiful eyes, and looked at Yang Guang with surprise and joy when tears rolled down.

"The world is a big dream, how many times in life is cool..."

Dreamy ravings came from Yang Guang's mouth.

An illusory figure sat leisurely on top of the dead body.

That phantom figure is almost exactly the same as Yang Guang, only wearing green clothes and white hair in a bun, looking like a Taoist.

His body shape has not lost its shape, and he is still as thin and vigorous as Yang Guang was when he was young.

The hair roots on the chin are mottled, and it looks a bit downcast.

His face was also like Yang Guang's, he couldn't hide his drunkenness, and in his eyes, he also looked like he was just waking up from a big dream and his eyes were half-drunk.

The banquet hall with thousands of people was silent, and a needle could be heard.

Everyone stared blankly at Yang Guang, and couldn't help holding their breath. Everyone had different expressions, including surprise, fear, panic, and hatred...

Zhao Wuji trembled all over, tried his best to control himself, just now he didn't cry out, but in his heart, a thought echoed repeatedly:
"The Immortal Corpse Jie! This is the Immortal Corpse Jie of Taoism!"

Yu Wenhuaji was shaking like a sieve, his face was as white as a dead man, his right hand was firmly pressed on the hilt of the sword, and he wanted to draw the sword, but his muscles were stiff and he couldn't move at all.

Ni Kun stared at Yang Guang intently, and laughed heartily:
"Wine Sword Immortal! You can't be wrong, this is the Wine Sword Immortal!"

The phantom sitting on Yang Guang's corpse quickly solidified, and in a blink of an eye, it was no different from a real person.

And Yang Guang's body quietly melted away, leaving only a blood-stained dragon robe, which was embraced by Empress Xiao.

Yang Guang sat blankly on the dragon seat, looking down blankly, instinctively stretched out his right hand, grabbed a wine pot, opened the lid, and drank heavily.

Seeing this scene, some people quietly breathed a sigh of relief, and secretly said in their hearts:
"Fortunately, it doesn't matter whether it's cheating corpses or reviving the soul, after all, it's still the drunken king..."

However, after drinking a pot of wine, Yang Guang suddenly let out a long laugh and said, "Good wine!"

The sleepiness in the eyes was swept away, and when they opened and closed, they were radiant, and the temperament of the whole person suddenly changed, as elegant as a fairy, as sharp as a sword, and there was a lingering trace of chic drunkenness.

"Where is my sword..."

Amidst the whispers, the sword blew.

All the people with swords in the field, whether they were wearing their waists or holding long swords in their hands, suddenly rose into the air uncontrollably and threw them towards the dragon platform.

In a blink of an eye, thousands of long swords were densely inserted upside down in front of His Majesty Longtai, humming and trembling, bowing down to Yang Guang.

Seeing this unimaginable scene, many rebels could no longer suppress their panic, and fell to their knees with a puff.

Some princes and ministers who were loyal to Yang Guang also fell to the ground, crying: "Your Majesty, you want to be the master for us..."

All the sons and daughters of the clan, concubines, eunuchs and maids also bowed down one after another, crying and crying.

Yu Wenhua and other traitors dripped cold sweat from their foreheads, and opened their mouths to argue:

"Your Majesty, the ministers are here to escort you, but the Kingslayer is..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhao Wuji's figure flashed, as fast as lightning, he rushed towards the direction of the river, trying to escape by water.

"Punishing a crippled people and a single husband for the sake of the people of the world is innocent.

"Conflicts in the secular world, lords vying for hegemony, dynasties changing, dragons fighting in the wild, blood flowing on the oars, are also the torrent of humanity, as long as they don't torture the people, it has nothing to do with people outside me.

"Under my sword, only demons can be slashed.

"It's just...you seem to be haunted by infantile resentment, and there are quite a few of them.

"You, ever killed a baby?"

Yang Guang spoke these words in a leisurely manner, and drank half a jug of fine wine while speaking.

With Zao Wou-ki's phantom and ghost-like body skills, the time for this long speech was enough for him to escape a thousand meters away.

however.

When Yang Guang uttered his voice, everyone saw that Zhao Wou-ki seemed to have been hit by a ghost, spinning around a circle with a diameter of only a few feet. The speed was so fast that he even brought out afterimages, and made the gesture of throwing water from time to time. .

When Yang Guang finished speaking, Zhao Wuji was startled, came back to his senses, saw that he had been spinning in circles, couldn't help turning pale, and exclaimed in amazement: "How could this be?"

Looking at Yang Guang again, a look of despair flashed in his eyes, which turned into madness again:

"So what about the Immortal Corpse Jie? If Zhao can kill you once, he can kill you a second time!"

boom!
Zhao Wou-ki stomped his foot, the innate qi erupted with all its strength, the ground exploded, and the white marble floor tiles within a radius of ten feet suddenly jumped into the air, turning into fragments all over the sky. With the momentum, with the screaming sound, he shot Yang Guang crazily.

"The martial arts are profound. With this martial arts, why do you want to be a demon?"

Yang Guang sighed, stretched out his hand and pointed, and leaped up with a long sword in front of his Majesty, turning into a stream of crystal light, shooting towards the sky, and shooting away like shrapnel-like fragments of floor tiles.

Sa!
Jian Guangming is clearly just a line, but where it passes, it is like wind and clouds, and the fragments of floor tiles all over the sky are turned into powder and scattered like snow particles.

Zhao Wou-ki's pupils shrank suddenly, his male body was shaken, when his robe was billowing, his whole body was enveloped by an invisible qi, even if a crossbow approached and shot at him, or even a flintlock gun fired at the head, it would never hurt him at all.

however.

The sword light just flashed.

It pierced through his protective qi like a rotten tofu, and then pierced his eyebrows like tofu, and flew out from the back of his head with a cloud of blood mist.

"..."

Zhao Wou-ki stared wide-eyed, the corners of his mouth trembled twice, hissing sound like air leakage came out from his throat, his burly figure collapsed suddenly, and died instantly.

Martial arts are not inferior to the Japanese emperor, he has the ability to ride a thousand horses, has the indestructible body of a diamond, just now he kills people like a butcher chicken, and Zhao Wuji, who has almost no equal enemy under his hands, can't even hold a single sword under Yang Guang's sword !

Such awe-inspiring power made Yu Wenhua and the other traitors feel cold all over, as if falling into an ice cellar, their faces were ashen, their lips were dead white, and they were sweating profusely.

All the people loyal to Yang Guang cheered in unison, and the sound of the mountain shouting was like the tide of a great river.

however.

After beheading Zao Wou-ki with one sword, Yang Guang took another sip of wine, and suddenly stretched out his hand to point. The thousand-hundred-year-old sword that was inserted upside down in front of his majesty rose into the air again, turning into a long river of sword weapons. Yang Guang jumped and landed. Above Jianhe, it will soar into the sky.

The princes and ministers who were shouting long live were stunned for a moment, not knowing why.

Yu Wenhuaji and the others shrank their pupils suddenly, their faces showing ecstasy.

"Your Majesty!" Empress Xiao said with tears in her eyes, "Are you going to abandon my concubine?"

Yang Guang was slightly taken aback, looking at this young man who married him as the concubine of Jin, and has been by his side for many years, and has also gently advised him many times, hoping that he can work hard to get married, a look of complexity flashed in his eyes, muttering muttered:
"I am not Yang Guang...I am not Yang Guang..."

With melancholy sighs, Yang Guang flicked his sleeves, and the breeze came, surrounded the queen, took her into the air, and landed on the Jianhe River.

Yang Guang took Xiao Hou's slender hand, took another wine jar, took a sip, surrounded by the sword river, soared into the sky in the cold moonlight, and the sound of long chant echoed the world:
"Drinking hundreds of cups of fine wine, dancing drunkenly with a long sword pointing at the void..."

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