radicalducati Chapter 148
Chapter 148
When the long team finished sharing the loot, they slowly came to the backyard of the inn.
But I saw the coarse linen boy frantically banging on the door of a small courtyard.
“Sister Wang Zhi, go, run away, my father and my mother are dead!”
Feel stared at.
Shi Chang and several pawns looked up.
On the ridge of the small courtyard, white clothes hunting, snow silk like the Milky Way, green silk like a black waterfall.
Looking at the plain-clothed girl wearing the long sword hanging from her waist.
Shi Chang muttered, “Takeo?!
“Zhang Qingrong, go find Master Xiao.”
Looking down at the snow under the posture, you can see the backyard scene.
“The courtyard door is obviously not deadbolted, but you came in.”
The girl couldn’t see Li Ting, but there was a banging knock on the door in her ears.
Xueniang chuckled: “People are just outside the gate of the courtyard, if this group of pawns kills people, girl, do you save or not?” The
girl said expressionlessly: “Enter the small courtyard, save.” Don’t go in, die. Soon
, dense footsteps sounded.
Xiao Chengjing, one of the eight hundred guards under the king of Zhenbei Zhao Heng, led more than twenty pawns to break into the backyard.
The first time he saw Cang Xue and Xueniang, Xiao Chengjing was slightly startled.
“It’s two good skin bags~”
Facing more than thirty pawns holding bright steel knives, Cang Xue and Xueniang looked like a light wind.
“Wufu, and the grade is not low~
” Xiao Chengjing thought for a while, stepped forward, rushed to Xueniang and Cang Xue hugged his fists, and
said loudly: “Under Xiao Chengjing, do you two want to protect this young man?” Li
Ting, who was frightened by the murderous aura of the pawn and paralyzed in front of the courtyard, couldn’t help but be stunned.
‘Sister Wang Zhi… Is it really that powerful? How can this group of pawns wait so strictly?! On
the ridge, the snow and the snow lady did not say a word.
Xiao Chengjing frowned.
What the does this mean?
“Pass the order down and surround the Yuelai Inn.”
“In addition, send someone to pray to Wang Ye.”
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The killing continues.
After all, Mo said that more than 400,000 living people, Rao is 400,000 pigs with five flowers, and they have to cut for several hours.
Some people ran towards the north gate.
There were also those who broke out of the encirclement and came towards the southern city gate.
“Free shoot!”
A Jeongyin general ordered.
The archers lined up at the head of the city drew their bows like a full moon.
In the sound of swishing through the air, arrows rained down.
The living fell like a wave of wheat.
Zhao Heng, who was holding his hands, glanced at Zhao Xianhong, who was squatting nearby, covering his ears with his hands, and his body trembled lightly.
said lightly: “Left and right, pick it up.” The
two guards were stunned, and then they realized, and one of them put an arm on Zhao Xianhong.
“No, I don’t listen, I don’t look!”
The boy struggled frantically and burst into tears.
“Zhao Xianhong, you’d better listen carefully and watch carefully.”
“Otherwise you will hold a knife, and your father will shake your hand, and teach you to kill.”
The boy no longer struggles.
Through tears, look at the blurry man close at hand.
I never felt that my father, who was usually elegant and easygoing, would become so strange one day.
In the boy’s memory, this father has always been gentle.
To the people in the prefecture, Mo was harsh, and he didn’t even have a heavy word.
Which prince and nobleman went to the restaurant to eat, and would specially pack back the endless wine and dishes, so that the people in the house could taste what is called a delicacy?
Which upper-class clan goes out and will carry a money bag of copper plates and scatter beggars?
Which of the masters of all official families does not love money as life, with flocks of wives and concubines, and regards human life as grass?
The father in the boy’s eyes, who only likes his mother and relatives in his life, can wear silk clothes for three years, and often admonishes himself to be humble.
When living in Tianji Mansion, Zhao Xianhong often felt aggrieved and could not be as lawless as the two sons of the prefectural family.
He is the royal prince and state relative, and his father is the king of Zhenbei, and the current uncle of the saint.
Why can’t you fly and domineer?
Zhao also had a dream.
The first dream is to be the most unruly anointed child of Tianji Mansion.
The second dream is to be the most unruly son of Gu Suzhou.
The third dream is to strive to win the throne of the entire Wei Kingdom’s sons and daughters.
Later, the boy’s huge dream was shattered alive by his father with three ring rulers.
Zhao Xianhong, who has not been out of bed for half a year, does not hate his father at all.
Because the boy knows that’s not right.
But his father, who he had admired for so many years, could order the slaughter of the city so lightly.
Seeing this hell on earth, there was not a trace of mercy in his expression.
How can a living person be so cold?!
So strange!
It’s really strange!
Under the continuous impact of the bloody picture and the blow of various complex emotions, the boy actually softened his body, tilted his head, and fainted.
“The king… Wang Ye, the world… Saiko fainted himself!
Zhao Heng took out a handkerchief from his sleeve and gently wiped away his son’s tears and snot.
“Send it back to the house and give it to the butler.”
“Command.”
The left and right guards just left with the boy in their arms.
A pawn hurried up to the head of the city.
After a long distance, he knelt down on one knee, “Wang Ye, I found two high-grade martial artists in the backyard of the Yuelai Inn, and Master Xiao Chengjing asked me to pray to you.” ”
High-grade martial arts?!”
“How tall?”
The pawn replied, “Lord Xiao said that it was the Inner Refining Realm.
“Nei Lian Wufu~
” Zhao Heng pondered for a while and said, “Lead the way ahead.” ”
……
Willow head on the moon.
The inside and outside of the Yuelai Inn were crowded with blood-stained pawns.
The atmosphere was so depressed that it suffocated the young man of the Li family.
Suddenly, the crowd parted like a tide.
In Li Ting’s astonished gaze, a middle-aged man dressed in victory over snow, carrying his hands on his back, walked slowly.
After eleven years, Cang Xue once again saw that face up close.
Zhao Heng raised his head slightly and stared at Xueniang and Cangxue.
The two women also looked down on this Zhenbei King who commanded the three armies of Dragon City.
‘Yipin… Falling Sea Realm~
‘ The moment Zhao Heng cast his gaze on Cangxue, his brows couldn’t help but frown slightly.
‘It’s like… Where have you seen it ~ ‘
After a long silence.
Zhao Heng took the lead in speaking, “The two girls want to protect this young man?”
The man pointed to Li Ting, who was sitting at the entrance of the courtyard.
Cang Xue and Xueniang did not reply.
Zhao Heng smiled faintly, and his smile was like water overflowing from the cracked ice surface.
“This boy can not die, but he must enter the military camp and participate in the June National War.”
“I promise that this boy will not die in the barracks, but only on the battlefield, at the hands of the pawns of the enemy country.”
“This is my kindness to the two girls.”
“The national war is imminent, and the general trend is falling.”
“In order to avoid unnecessary variables, please leave Dragon City as soon as possible.”
“It is the virtue that the two girls gave me to repay with virtue.”
Zhao Heng gently spit out the two words, “Take away.” When
the young man of the Li family was dragged away by the two pawns, he kept his head twisted and looked at the snow and snow maiden on the ridge of the small courtyard.
The boy’s lips opened and closed.
Silently saying ‘thank you’.
Looking at the snow-white in the center of the departing crowd.
Xue Niang said in a condensed voice, “This Wang Ye… It’s not easy!
“Girl, he will definitely be the biggest obstacle on your road to revenge!”
Cang Xue loosened the palm of his hand stroking the hilt of his sword.
The palm is moist.
“Sister Xue, can you see what realm he is?”
Xueniang shook her head lightly, “You have to come to Uncle Pig Emperor.” –
Ps: I wrote this chapter in one breath without pausing in between.
My old waist is erect again, and Ming’er rewards a massage.