The Yanmen of Zhousheng is like the old days without end of spring

The old lady stood in the middle of the room, watching Jin Rong and his party with a blank face. She changed her amiable and amiable appearance in the past, and her whole body revealed a sense of chilling.

"Rebellious officials and thieves."

"Old man, one must know how to assess the situation in order to live longer." Jin Rong's eyes gradually became murderous.

"Live like a bereaved dog like you, it's better to die cleanly." There was a trace of contempt in the old man's thick voice.

"I'll take your dog's life now!" The attendants around Jin Rong were already furious, and before the old man finished speaking, he swung a steel knife and slashed at him.

The old man dodged sideways, raised his elbow with his strength, and gave the man a slap in the chest. The thief groaned in pain, and swung the knife back. The two of them fought back and forth like this. .

Jin Rong and his party consisted of more than ten people. At this moment, Jin Rong did not speak, and the rest did not participate in the battle.

Yi Cheng shrank to the side with mixed joys and sorrows. He was happy because he never expected that his deaf old man would have such martial arts. What was worrying was that even if his martial arts were strong, two fists were hard to beat four hands after all. When should be good.

Jin Rong was even more suspicious. First, he had never heard of such a person in the city. If he could take it in for his own use, he would be even more powerful after leaving the city; Not easy to subdue.

While hesitating like this, there was only a muffled sound of broken bones, and the old man withdrew his hand from the neck of the man opposite him, and kicked the corpse out of the gate with his legs.

The sound of footsteps came from far away on the street outside the courtyard, and the pursuers had arrived.The corner of Jin Rong's eyes twitched, and he waved his hand and ordered: "Kill it."

After finishing speaking, he stepped out of the room first, looked around and went straight to the inner courtyard.

The old man's expression changed slightly, but he was surrounded by several other people when he wanted to chase him out. Four or five people drew out their steel knives and rushed towards him.

Chi - the blade pierces into the flesh, every time, a trace of coolness spreads from all over the body.

After all, the old grandpa was outnumbered. In the cold light of blood blades all over his body, the fragments of his gown fell down, stained with blood, and even his eyes were stained with blood. Seeing Jin Rong disappearing from his sight, he felt anxious and yelled: " One ride!"

Jin Rong was eager to evade his whereabouts, and the people behind him killed him. He hurriedly ran towards the inner courtyard, but just as he arrived at the door, a thin body suddenly flew over and blocked him with outstretched arms.

Yicheng was trembling all over, knowing that he might be decapitated in the next moment, but he also knew that the people inside were important, and they were the people that the old lady would risk her life to protect.

"One by one, they are all in such a hurry to die." Jin Rong gritted his teeth. The two obviously insignificant people were more difficult to deal with than the other. The old one was able to hold back his four masters. But in the time it takes to block the road, the footsteps outside are much closer.

"I will help you." Jin Rong took a step forward, slashing his chest with a sword.

Yicheng closed his eyes fiercely, but did not retreat.

In a blink of an eye, Yi Cheng was picked up by a hand, and his body was thrown aside, avoiding the fatal sword.

Jin Rong sent out a sword, only to feel a blur in front of his eyes, the thin boy disappeared, his wrist tightened suddenly, and then the whole arm was bent upward by a strong force, with a click!He saw with his own eyes that his arm was hanging softly by his side at a strange angle...

"Ah—" Jin Rong let out a scream, stepped back a few steps, and knelt on the ground on one knee.

He didn't know whether he screamed because of the broken arm, or the face in front of him that he didn't expect to see again.

The gate of that courtyard opened at some unknown time, and one person stood in the middle with a sword. The courtyard was stained with a sense of killing just because of this figure, and everyone held their breath unconsciously, forgetting to exclaim.

Longitudinal rein on the battlefield, thousands of horses are in full swing.

The bones are piled up, and you can become a god in a hundred battles.

There was only one person in front of him, but it was as if he saw thousands of troops.

Jin Rong was short, and the midday sun was pouring down from the top of his head. The glare of the sun blocked his vision and he couldn't see the man's face clearly. But with the black clothes standing in front of him, he suddenly understood what Liu Zi was doing. So afraid of this body and a pair of human bones.

He just stood there with a look of disdain.Like green hills standing still, like mountains and rocks from ancient times, like trees beautiful in the forest, like stars and rivers embracing the moon, graceful and graceful, with bones and gods.

Zhou Shengchen, who is praised by the world, has a beautiful body and an unrivaled appearance. Jin Rong has never taken it seriously. When a man makes a career with a knife and blood sword, when does he need to be proud of his appearance like a woman.At this moment today, he suddenly understands that this beautiful body is not only about appearance and appearance, but also forged by countless achievements in more than [-] years of killing and conquering many battles.

In front of Jin Rong's eyes, the Pingyin of that day appeared, one person, one sword, more than a hundred people were not allowed to get close, and around him, it seemed that even the air was a weapon, capable of killing people invisible.

"Zhou Shengchen——" someone finally yelled out, but he was also frightened and shouted, "Zhou Shengchen is alive! The legend is true—" Rolling his eyes, he passed out.

The few attendants behind Jin Rong backed away with trembling legs and feet.

"You are not dead." The face in front of him gradually became clear under the light, and Jin Rong's brows were full of horror. He would not believe the resurrection of the God of War, and after careful reflection, he guessed that Yang Shao must have done it.

Zhou Shengchen looked at him from Gao Linxia, ​​and said coldly: "Taiyuan Jinrong colluded with the crown prince, hijacked the sage, conspired against the tyrant, crippled the virtuous and harmed the loyal, acted fiercely, and was ambitious, so he must be punished."

The voice was not high, but every word was sonorous. Every time he said a word, Jin Rong's heart became colder. Although he knew that the situation was over, he always thought that he could escape by luck. He never thought that he would meet Zhou Shengchen here. It's too late to regret.

Left and right are death, Jin Rong turned his head and shouted to a few followers, "Death is still a chance, but it's Zhou's birthday, we still have so many people, what are we afraid of!"

"Yes!" A few people gathered together, and one of them was holding the old man covered in blood in his hand. Three of the four or five people who fought fiercely with the old man just now died, and the old man was also seriously injured and fainted.

"Zhou Shengchen has the world in his heart. This old man was injured to protect you. You can't just watch him die at our hands." Jin Rongjian pointed at the old man's throat.

"Try if you dare to touch him." Zhou Shengchen said while taking a step forward. This step really seemed to be resurrected from the dead, taking his soul and killing him.

Jin Rong took a step back subconsciously, and even more so, he was so frightened that he dropped the knife.

"What are you afraid of! He has only one person!" Jin Rong turned his head and cursed, "Let's go together and kill him!"

This scene is very funny, Zhou Shengchen only has one person with one sword, and Jin Rong has seven or eight people, but no one dares to step forward to try.

"Jin Rong! If you dare to touch him, I will cut your body to pieces!" A deep voice sounded behind him.

"His Royal Highness King Ping Qin!" Yi Cheng saw King Ping Qin's men appearing at the gate of the courtyard, and cried out in a crying voice: "Hurry up and save my old grandpa!"

"What nonsense!" The clear female voice came from far to near, and the dark blue figure rushed into the crowd, only heard two screams, and the arm holding the old man had already flew out.

The woman picked up the unconscious old man and jumped up, landed in front of Yi Cheng, and stuffed him into his arms, "I will return it to you."

After finishing speaking, she turned around and bowed to Zhou Shengchen, "Master! Feng Qiao is late."

Zhou Shengchen looked at Fengqiao and nodded slightly.

Jin Rong jumped up suddenly, turned over the courtyard wall, and ran away alone without looking back, leaving behind his followers who had been following him for half his life, and he couldn't care about anyone at this moment.

"Chase! Don't let him run away!" King Ping Qin said angrily.

"He can't run away." Zhou Shengchen reached out to take the bow and arrow from Fengqiao's back, drew the bow and put on the sword, and pointed the arrow point directly at Jin Rong's vest.

call out--

The off-string arrow pierces the heart.

Jin Rong threw himself on the ground far away, twitched twice, and didn't move anymore.

It took only half a day for the Zhongzhou Rebellion to end.

In just half a day, more than a hundred people died, more than a thousand were injured, and half of the city's shops were destroyed.

The imperial guards searched the remnants of the Taiyuan army, and the Qin army repaired the houses and cleaned the battlefield.The ground was devastated, and the people came out of their hiding places one after another in shock, carefully watching the scene in the city.

"Father, mother—" A little boy knelt and sat beside his dead parents, crying loudly.

A man in black knelt down in front of him, stretched out his hand and gently wiped away his tears, the little boy looked at him, but slowly stopped crying, and only looked at him twitching.

"Is there anyone else at home?" The man's voice was very soft, which sounded very reassuring.

Xiao Tong shook his head, "My father and mother were killed by bad guys..." He started crying again.

"I'll take you away, practice your skills, and kill bad people in the future, okay?" the man said.

"Okay." The boy nodded.

The man laughed, stood up and beckoned someone, and someone came and took the boy aside.

"Bury his family well."

"Yes, Your Highness."

The man was tall and tall, and in the dilapidated street, wherever he looked, there were ruins.

The common people watched from a distance, and suddenly someone shouted excitedly: "It's King Xiao Nanchen!"

The crowd began to commotion, and more people rushed out from the corner of the street upon hearing this sound.

"It's Your Highness! Your Highness is still alive! Your Highness is not dead!"

"It's our Little Nanchen King His Highness!"

"I'll know later that His Highness was wronged. Xizhou Zhou Sheng didn't even want the emperor's surname, so how could he want the throne!"

"Your Highness—"

The crowd poured out together, but stopped at a far place, and then they all knelt down, and an old voice choked up and shouted: "People of Zhongzhou, welcome your highness back."

Everyone shouted in unison: "The people of Zhongzhou, welcome the return of His Highness——"

The voices of the people echoed in the sky of Zhongzhou City, shaking the crows and sparrows on the branches.

Ji Shiyi stood aside, looking at Zhou Shengchen standing in the Wanmin Center, his eyes were slightly hot.He guards the people of the country in his heart, and he will not turn against him.

The benevolent have all the people in their hearts, and the powerful fight endlessly.

Everyone in the world understands him, but those in power don't.

I don't know who is more pathetic.

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