However, at this moment, the most unexpected scene appeared, the dead man found them, and rushed towards them like a hungry wolf dog.

one, two, three...

One after another, the corpses seemed to crawl out of the grave, dragging their bodies and rushing towards them, carrying a bloodthirsty aura.

"Quick! Quickly cross the bridge! Quickly!"

The little emperor was frightened. Regardless of the majesty of the emperor, he hurriedly urged the rest of the people, almost yelling.

Deng Wensheng raised his knife and shouted: "Follow me to stop the corpse man!"

The surrounding officers and soldiers rushed forward with their knives in hand.

Several Xuanjia guards also helped kill the corpse man.

As the corpses continued to fall, only the remaining people finally crossed the bridge safely, which made the little emperor heave a sigh of relief.

"Your Majesty, hurry up and cross the bridge, the humble minister is dead!"

Deng Wensheng shouted.

At this time, the little emperor couldn't care less about humility, and hurriedly signaled the Xuanjia guards to take him across the bridge.

Deng Wensheng and a group of officers and soldiers tried their best to stop the rushing corpse man.

When the little emperor was on the bridge, Deng Wensheng suddenly said: "Your Majesty, I hope you can be a good emperor!"

Jimin was startled and looked back.

In his line of sight, Deng Wensheng was wielding a sword that had already been sharpened, killing corpses one after another.

His old body is like an ancient pine, standing forever.

At this time, the little emperor seemed to understand something.

His expression became extremely incredible.

He trembled his lips and wanted to say something. Surrounded by all the guards, he was almost pushed towards the other side of the bridge, gradually moving away from Deng Wensheng.

"It's you... it's you..."

Jimin could only make some meaningless murmurs.

After the emperor left, several officers and soldiers wanted Deng Wensheng to cross the bridge quickly, but the latter refused.

"Let's go. This old man has been in Fenghua City for 27 years. Now that the city is trapped and people are dying, this old man has no face to face his fellow villagers. Let this old man... keep the last bit of dignity!"

Deng Wensheng looked at the crowd of corpses pouring in like a tide, with only determination in his eyes.

He raised his sword with both hands.

Although he is a civil servant, he also has some martial arts skills.

The bloody tiger's mouth has long been eroded, and it seems to be connected with the handle of the knife.

"My lord, get out of here."

"My lord, Fenghua City cannot live without you."

"..."

The surrounding subordinates still wanted to persuade them, but Deng Wensheng still had no intention of leaving, but just urged them to leave.

Several people gritted their teeth and had to leave.

And a few people resolutely chose to guard the bridge with Deng Wensheng. Seeing Deng Wensheng slashing the chain with a knife, they followed suit.

The group of corpses approached rapidly, and three officers and soldiers were instantly swallowed up, their bodies torn into mutilated skeletons.

"clang!"

Sparks from the tip of the knife were dazzling, and the last iron chain was shattered.

And the knife in Deng Wensheng's hand was cut in two.

The long suspension bridge broke and fell down the cliff, completely cutting off the path of the corpse man's pursuit and protecting all the people.

"One wrong step, one wrong step..."

Deng Wensheng watched the remaining subordinates being dismembered, his eyes filled with sadness. "I'm sorry for you...I'm sorry for you...I, Deng Wensheng, am a sinner through the ages...I'm sorry..."

He turned his head and shouted to the people on the other side with his last strength:

"I, Deng Wensheng, have owed the grace of the saints and ashamed the common people. Now I am apologizing with death!!"

As soon as the words fell, countless corpses rushed towards him.

This generation of official who was hailed as the pillar of Qingliu by the court, loved and praised by the people, and called a shameless villain by Chen Mu, was torn into countless pieces in an instant, and fell completely!

The people cried and cried and knelt on the ground one after another.

The emperor, who was panting across the bridge, turned his head and saw this scene.

His expression was blank.

There was no light in the empty eyes.

Gradually, he clenched his fist tightly, the sharp nails pricked blood on the palm, his whole body was shaking, his stomach was churning and he was about to vomit.

"You cheated me! You cheated me! Old man!"

Jimin seemed to vomit blood.

He was extremely regretful at the moment, regretting not listening to Chen Mu's dissuasion.

Even if he didn't issue that imperial decree at that time, things would not have turned into what they are now.

Deng Wensheng got the greatest wish he had pursued all his life.

He will become a legendary official of Dayan.

Now the royal family can't tell the truth at all. After all, the imperial decree has just been issued to announce Deng Wensheng's achievements to the world.

To issue an imperial decree saying that he is a wicked person will cause great damage to the royal family's prestige.

In particular, so many people and officials saw Deng Wensheng die for the people.

Vigorously.

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