[Seventy-five] King of Xiangyang is super fierce

Ji Gao raised his hand to block Deng Che's words and wanted to claim credit, "Are you sure it's Bai Yutang?"

"It's absolutely true! The corpse is still outside the tower, and it has become a meat paste!"

Ji Gao laughed and extinguished the fire in the brazier with his hand. The sound of crackling fire in the room was instantly extinguished. In the deep night, only the faint candlelight illuminated the fine wool brocade carpet.On the white jade candlestick of Beauty Yizhu, the agate beads on the bed curtain shone brightly.

Ji Gao sat beside the King of Xiangyang, and said calmly, "Bai Yutang is dead, and Zhan Zhao can't catch up. You are destined not to escape."

King Xiangyang was covered with a quilt, and half of his face was buried in the fluffy animal skin pillow. Ji Gao looked at his appearance, and suddenly ordered Deng Che: "Please go and chop off Bai Yutang's head and present it to me. .”

Deng Che lowered his head excitedly: "Okay!"

After a while, Deng Che came back in a hurry, holding a boxwood carved box respectfully in his left hand and a sword in his right hand, and said, "Master Ji, Bai Yutang's head is inside this box, and This sword is his shadow."

Ji Gao walked up to Deng Che in three steps and two steps, took the box and the sword together, motioned Deng Che to go down to receive the reward, and lifted the lid himself.

The human head inside has been pierced by thousands of arrows, bloody and bloody, Ji Gao took a look at the sword, and found that it was a real picture after inspection, he couldn't help but stare at the blood stains that were about to dry up inside the box.

Bai Yutang never leaves his body. Although Ji Gao is afraid of this person, he can't help laughing sinisterly when he thinks of his meticulously arranged and heavily organised, painstaking work - Sky Tower.

Even Bai Yutang could not escape death, the others are just a bunch of ants, aren't they?

Ji Gao held the head in front of King Xiangyang, maliciously trying to provoke this man who seemed to be sleeping peacefully: "Did you see that? Bai Yutang is really dead, I didn't lie to you."

Before his words fell to the ground, Ji Gao felt a fishy sweetness welling up in his throat. King Xiangyang got up from the pillow, and before he fully propped himself up with his hands, he had already ruthlessly grabbed Ji Gao's throat, lifted him up and pushed him against the wall .

The corner of King Xiangyang's mouth was slightly bloodshot, and his eyes were filled with anger like a volcano boiling, as if the sky was falling apart and the earth was falling apart.

Ji Gao took a deep breath, and pulled out the Huaying Sword in his hand. With a roar, the sword was firmly nailed into King Xiangyang's right shoulder. The force penetrated the blade and penetrated the thick golden wall of the room. The blood was as thin as Stream, flowing down between the body and the wall.

"You really are pretending to be dizzy." King Xiangyang's hand remained motionless, Ji Gao coughed, and pulled out his sword suddenly, the force of the blood spurting King Xiangyang forced him to let go.

The wounds all over King Xiangyang's body trembled suddenly, as if they were all being cut open again by a thin and sharp knife. He clearly felt the blood gushing out, and felt the physical strength fleeing from his body, turbulent , hitting, brushing against his wound, scorching and clamoring, the pain was unspeakable.

Ji Gao kicked the brazier on King Xiangyang's body, and the unextinguished sparks immediately ignited the corner of King Xiangyang's clothes, choking him violently, his eyes were blurred and painful from the fire, and his skin was about to crack.

King Xiangyang bowed his body and trembled on the cold ground, as if he wanted to cough up all his internal organs. After a while, he heard the person above his head snort coldly, and another basin of ice water poured down on his head.

"Don't try to lie to me, and don't play tricks in my hands." Ji Gao squatted down, "Otherwise it will only be you who suffers."

The King of Xiangyang was terrified, he had just been pulled out of his nearly fainting dream just now, when he heard that Bai Yutang was dead, he almost unconsciously resisted.

King Xiangyang tried his best to hold back the desire to roll on the ground, and hammered the ground fiercely, the pain was accompanied by more wanton blood gushing out, but he was still unrestrained, hysterical, and yelled madly: "You killed Bai Yutang... ..you killed him!!"

Ji Gao frowned, "I didn't kill him, he courted his own death."

The King of Xiangyang felt that despair had frozen his whole body from top to bottom. The winter in Xiangyang was extremely cold, and his despair was a million times colder. He suddenly laughed. ghost.

Ji Gao's expression changed, and he wanted to pick up Xiangyang King who was mad on the ground, "Are you crazy?"

The King of Xiangyang dodged Ji Gao's movements clumsily, but the laughter continued. In such a night, it was especially chilling to the back.

Ji Gao showed anger, and was about to get up and tie him up with something. King Xiangyang saw him get up, and a trace of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes, he rushed forward and grabbed Ji Gao's leg from behind, yanked him hard, straight Ji Gao's left leg was pulled and dislocated, and Ji Gao fell to the ground in an instant.

"...you!" Ji Gao wanted to cry out in pain, King Xiangyang quickly covered his mouth, pressed him down, hugged Ji Gao's head and slammed it against the foot of the table desperately, knocking Ji Gao unconscious .

Suddenly there was no sound in the room, and there was a dead silence around. King Xiangyang covered the wound on his shoulder, and limped up. Every acupuncture point on his body that had been pricked by needles was in severe pain, but he had no time to take care of it.

The king of Xiangyang picked up Bai Yutang's sword, and the moment he touched Huaying, his eyes turned red involuntarily.With his eyes closed, he closed the box that hit Bai Yutang's head, hugged it tightly in his arms, held the sword, and wanted to force his way out.

The guards on standby on the rockery outside had already sensed the movement in the house, and they all rushed to King Xiangyang's side. King Xiangyang had just left the door when he was immediately pulled behind the rockery by a hand.

The king of Xiangyang struggled desperately, causing the pain in his body to become worse, and his face was twisted in pain, but the man's hand did not let go, and the hand holding the king of Xiangyang became tighter and tighter. Just when the king of Xiangyang thought he was going to be strangled to death, It seemed that some liquid had fallen on his neck, flowed down the collar, and flowed into the clothes.

"It's me, Gu Yiyan."

The wind was very strong, but the snow stopped. The cold moon was like a thief hiding in the corner and peeping at them in the rockery. Bai Yutang leaned on the back of Xiangyang King and gasped softly. The wind blew the hair of Xiangyang King to his face It prickled his skin, but his hand was not willing to let go at all.

Xiangyang King's stagnant blood seemed to start to flow slowly again, and a severe cough came up. Bai Yutang hurriedly covered his mouth, and Xiangyang King's tears naturally fell on the back of Bai Yutang's hand.

All the guards outside went towards the house, Bai Yutang leaned forward to observe the situation outside, and hurriedly brought King Xiangyang into a room.

The King of Xiangyang grabbed Bai Yutang's hand, his nails were almost embedded in his cold skin, and he waited until he entered the room before saying, "Did I really think you were dead...Really, I thought..."

"I thought you were dead!"

Only then did King Xiangyang realize that he was still tightly holding the box containing the human head, threw the box away, and couldn't help wiping his tear-stained face with his sleeve.

Bai Yutang looked at the face of King Xiangyang who was crying and collapsed, and at first he was silent, but seeing King Xiangyang uncomfortable, he suddenly laughed. "I'm dead, are you so sad?"

"If you want to die, die yourself far away. If you die because of me like this, I won't be able to sleep peacefully at night!"

Bai Yutang smiled: "I really know how to put gold on my face. If I die, it will be considered a death in the line of duty. What does it have to do with you?"

King Xiangyang: "...."

"I'm too lazy to tell you." King Xiangyang's mood was calmer, and he sat down on the stool with some difficulty, his whole body twitching in pain.

"Why didn't you die? You didn't die, who died in the tower?"

Bai Yutang didn't answer him, instead he stared at him without blinking, his eyes were like swords, bursts of light and shadow were compelling, and he said after a while: "You told me that I can't enter the Sky Tower."

"Me?!" King Xiangyang couldn't believe it, "When did I say such a thing to you?"

"Do you still remember the night when Zhan Zhao and the three of us got drunk together on the empty island?"

King Xiangyang's eyes were startled, "?!"

Bai Yutang looked at him, with a faint smile in his eyes: "I actually remember the events of that night clearly. I said I would build a tower for you to rebel, so you hugged me and cried for a long time. Weeping and saying, 'Fifth Master, you can't go to the Sky Tower, no matter what.'"

King Xiangyang was stunned for a moment, his face turned red, he curled his lips and said, "Impossible, even if I said it, I definitely didn't cry."

"You're crying." The light in Bai Yutang's eyes flickered, the corners of his mouth were pursed, and his voice was soft like a sigh, "If it wasn't because of you crying, maybe I wouldn't take your drunken words to heart at all. Maybe the one who died in the Sky Tower today was really me."

The wind outside was howling, and the air was slightly icy with the icy smell of wind and snow. There was no light in the room where the two were hiding, but King Xiangyang could see Bai Yutang's handsome face through the moonlight. Clearly, seeing his serious expression, he couldn't help saying: "Then how did you escape?"

"After you were taken away by Ji Gao, I was also rescued." Bai Yutang leaned against the window to investigate the situation outside, "Shen Zhongyuan rescued me, and his name is also in the Xiangyang League Book."

King Xiangyang's face was shocked: "Then he..."

"He sneaked in and pretended to surrender." Bai Yutang said, "I killed Zhong Xiong who was guarding the Sky Tower and threw him into the Sky Tower. It was he who chopped off Zhong Xiong's head and pretended to give it up to him. Deng Che took the credit."

"You really scared me to death!" King Xiangyang didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Is this also Shen Zhongyuan's house?"

"That's right." No one outside noticed that they were in this room, and Bai Yutang turned to look at King Xiangyang again, "The wound on your body..."

King Xiangyang spread his hand covering his right shoulder, the blood had already solidified, but the stains left on his body were a bit awkward, "It's nothing."

Bai Yutang was about to say something more when a figure flashed outside, and the two of them held their breath at the same time.

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