Break the line

For the overlord with power in his hands, the latter is more practical. " Li Zui nodded noncommittally.

In the past few years, the Empress Dowager's two younger brothers were convicted successively. The one who seized the title was confiscated, and the one who was fined was confiscated. The title of "King of Virtuous Virtue" made him pretend to be virtuous, and it was an indescribable ridicule.But just when he was about to attack military affairs, his condition suddenly deteriorated, and he collapsed within a few days.

Hu Banban retreated, leaving Li Zui alone in the Chengming Hall.

Doesn't it mean that every royal family born in Taiping has to have their hands stained with the blood of their closest relatives, so that they can awaken a little bit of domineering, and truly feel their own responsibilities, responsibilities within responsibilities, and life within responsibilities.

The death of Chao Taifu made the naive late emperor adept at scheming, cannibalizing power, pulling out dissidents, and monopolizing power.

The death of sister Ying made the naive Li Zui suddenly wake up, holding a sharp sword and blood-stained robe in order to set things right.

The blood never flows in vain, it is like a bell ringing, piercing the gentle hometown of those who were born in peace, waking up in the long blood, and the memory of the voice and smile is always unforgettable.

A king may not hold a sword, but the sword never leaves the king.

◎The author has something to say:

This is not the main text, Li Zui gave up his last innocence

Want to get something, where is waiting

To scramble, where can there be peace

give up fantasy

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Chapter 69

The strong smell of sulfur rushed straight into the nasal cavity, and I instinctively suppressed my nose to resist the bursts of soreness.

There was a piece of yellow dust in front of my eyes, and the place where the flames were still burning was burning, and black smoke billowed up.

Suddenly there was a tingling pain under the feet, and the residual heat of the scorched earth penetrated through the layered-soled boots, which made the feet ache.

In just two days, returning to Xizhou is already a hell on earth.

"Meng Hui!" A familiar figure swayed five or six feet away, but he couldn't see his face clearly. When they came closer, they were facing each other from left to right. Each of them held Meng Hui's shoulder firmly with each arm, No words came out, just a long sigh.

"Where's Qiu Yanbing? Where is he?" Meng Hui spoke first.

"Fortunately, Hui Fei brought back the news that Huo Lei was targeting the main camp, and Shi Wu led us to hide in the underground mine for many years." Zuo Feng replied.

It's okay to hide, Meng Hui secretly calmed down.

"Boss, he's injured." You Yuan couldn't help opening his mouth, and Zuo Feng gave him a hard look.

Meng Hui frowned: "Take me to see him!"

Li Zui followed behind Meng Hui without saying a word, followed Zuo Feng Youyuan along the criss-cross trenches into a deep mine.

"Brother, brother, it's not quite right." You Yuan tilted his head and put it next to Zuo Feng's ear.

"What's wrong? Boss can rest assured if these two are doing well." Zuo Feng had something on his mind, so he dealt with it and ignored him.

You Yuan curled his lips, and walked forward talking to himself: "Princess Li is not quite right, I can't tell the difference!"

The dark crowd naturally retreated to the two sides, making way for a path. In the middle, under an oil lamp, Qiu Yanbing sat on a stone, frowning and staring at the camp map of the various tribes of Xizhou in front of him.

There was a gust of wind in the depths of the mine, and the wick was beating violently. When he looked up, he saw Meng Hui walking towards him, and he squeezed out a smile: "You are back, is the Pope going well? Is there any injury?"

Meng Hui didn't speak, but his eyes followed the bandage around his neck and landed on his right hand hanging on his chest.

Qiu Yanbing was stunned for a moment, and said with a smile: "It's okay, a small injury, even if I lose my right hand, I don't need an arm, do I?" He deliberately stretched out his third arm in front of his chest, signaling Meng Hui to sit down. Down.

The two of them hadn't moved yet, but a figure jumped out from the side, hugging Li Zui's thigh, crying, "Princess Li! I'm sorry, I'm sorry! Winning sister, she..."

Meng Hui took Li Zui's hand back, and Ying Lan's death touched her bottom line.

"From the beginning to the end, not a single word fell." The voice was like water, and the water fell thousands of feet, sinking like a bell.

It turned out that Yinglan only stayed in Guizhou for three days, and made an appointment with her contact person to meet the Pope, and hurried back to Chuijiao Mountain.She took Li Zui's keepsake jade pendant, and made an appointment with Chi Yan at the foot of Beishan, passing the intersection of the vineyard, under the Qionghua tree full of orange-red fruits in early winter.

Chi Yan stood under the tree with his arms tied, waiting for her.

"These are your three aliens." He pointed, and Ying Lan hurriedly stepped forward to untie the black cloth bag, and his head would fly out, looking dazed and unconscious.

"I can fly, I can fly, is there any injury?" Ying Lan asked hurriedly.

Chi Yan smiled: "Don't worry, since it's a condition, I have sincerity. I captured the three of them privately and hid them among my guards. The governor didn't know, so naturally there was no torture."

Yinglan stood up, lowered her head and saluted silently.

Only then did Chi Yan point to the tree trunk: "Come out."

Behind the thick Qionghua tree trunk, a cane is exposed little by little, and a leg is shaken every step. It is the deputy envoy of Jingjiwei, Longquan, who was once glorious.

He lost his left leg and right arm, and the hanging hair covered most of his face, making it impossible to see his expression clearly.

"Chi Yan, this is my patriarch's token, the condition is fulfilled, don't worry." Ying Lan was about to hand it over.

But Chi Yan waved his hand: "Princess Li, I have traveled thousands of miles from Kyoto to here, and I have been dealing with her for more than ten years. I believe her."

After saying that, his expression suddenly changed, and he bowed to Yinglan and saluted: "I will leave my brother to everyone, if there is any disrespect, please don't take offense, Chi Yan will remember, and I will repay this kindness!"

Yinglan was about to return the gift, when suddenly there was a noise from down the mountain road, the sound of a wheelbarrow grunting against the hard ground.Chi Yan signaled that Yinglan took four people to hide deep in the bushes.

"Deputy Envoy Chi Yan?" A slightly hoarse voice said.

"Is...?" Chi Yan's voice continued for a long time, and finally the man raised his head and took off his veil, and he said, "Deputy envoy Yuchang?"

The visitor nodded: "I haven't seen you in ten years, brother Chi Yan has a good memory."

Chi Yan's expression changed, and he complimented this person with a respectful tone: "Brother Yuchang has been in seclusion for many years, and he must have achieved great feats. Why did you come to this barren mountain in the northwest?"

Yuchang's pale face finally showed two points of joy: "It's not a magical skill, but a sharp weapon, you see."

The subordinate ordered to lift off a corner of the wheelbarrow's cloth, which was round in the middle and pointed at both ends, like an olive stone magnified several times.

In the middle was a piece of diamond-shaped red cloth the size of a palm, thick ink, with the word "Thunder" in it!

A bright light flashed in Chi Yan's eyes: "Oh, why did you bring Huolei up the mountain!"

Yu Chang smiled when he saw this, and Chi Yan had followed the governor closely all these years, but he was still so ignorant: "Not only the fire thunder, but also a hundred red cannons, plus these thousand fire thunders, this is my brother and I." A little thought from the past ten years, dedicated to the Lord."

"Once this cannon is fired, there will be no more Xizhou!"

The four people in the bushes could hear clearly, Yinglan's eyes widened and she tightly covered her mouth, the three of Huifei almost crushed the black cloth bag in their hands, only Longquan on the side curled his mouth.

Chi Yan pondered for a moment: "Brother, did you just come?"

"It's the third day, and the cannons, fire and thunder can all be placed on the top of Beishan before midnight."

"Fire and thunder are naturally invincible, but you don't know that the land of Xizhou is vast, bigger than Guizhou and Wuzhou combined, and thousands of fire and thunder are scattered here..." Chi Yan hesitated to speak.

Yuchang smiled: "My brother is still young, our governor is so wise, he sent people to set up on Chuijiao Mountain more than ten years ago. Where can I go? Even Xizhou, I have also figured out the location of the main camp. The moment Beishan faces northeast, the angle of the cannon, the weight of the fire and thunder, I can calculate it clearly. "

The two chatted and walked, gradually disappearing at the end of the mountain road, and the four people poked their heads out from the bushes.

Yinglan gritted her teeth tightly: "Quickly report back!"

However, at the foot of the North Mountain, Jingjiwei had already surrounded the place, so they had no choice but to go up the mountain, and there was no way to go down the mountain. Even the villagers in the mountain depression were too frightened to stay at home and dare not come out.

The four of them squatted at the nearest pass, anxiously waiting for the opportunity to go out, until the sound of footsteps rushing down the mountain: "Master Du, Lord Du is here, Yuchang finally sees your demeanor again!"

Those coming down from the mountain were fish intestines and red flames, surrounded by groups at the pass, and Lu Buqiu, wearing wide-sleeved Tsing Yi, walked in the front.

At this time, the sky is getting brighter. If the sky is bright, there will be no chance.

Yinglan gritted her teeth, pulled off her waist purse and stuffed it into Huifei's hand: "I'm going to assassinate Lu Buqiu and cause trouble, you take this opportunity to escape and fly back to Xizhou to report!"

Turning to look at Huiwen Huiting and Longquan: "The three of you go up the mountain along the dense forest and hide."

Huifei was already clear at this time, and pressed Yinglan: "No!"

Yinglan glanced at the purse with nostalgia: "Give the things to the Lord, and Kan Jian. With the lives of thousands of people, I don't regret dying." He jumped up suddenly, and drew his sword straight at Lu Buqiu.

She is not from Xizhou, nor is she a saint, she is just a real person, a real benevolent who can't bear to see thousands of innocent people die under artillery fire.

People with lofty ideals.

The long sword stabbed with the sound of the wind, Chi Yan saw who was coming, understood, and immediately shouted: "Protect the governor!"

There was an explicit order from the Deputy Envoy, and seeing the assassin come up, even though everyone knew that the Governor was very skilled, and the two Deputy Envoys were also very skilled, they still rushed over to respond in a decent manner.

After all, in front of the boss, it is best to have credit, and it is also good to have an attitude without credit.

Lu Buqiu's slender eyes glanced at the faces of all the people present, and stretched out two fingers indifferently, facing the blade of the sword.

Turning around and waving the wide sleeves of the Tsing Yi, one hand was already on the top of Yinglan's head. In an instant, the skull cracked and blood spattered everywhere