Chapter 47: Why bother to die here?

　　 Outside the metropolis, in a wood.
　　 Jiangque looked at Guo Jing with a weird look, "Brother Guo is here!"
　　Guo Jing, who was out of the city, couldn't help but blush, and said in embarrassment, "Ahem, I think Brother Jiang is right."
　　If the group of people are smarter, they may find a way to escape, after all, they have not destroyed it; if they are extremely stupid, most of them can only bury their bones in the Zhao Palace.
　　 "Brother Jiang, I don't know where you want to go next?" Guo Jing looked at Jiang Que and asked a little excitedly.
　　 This surprised Jiang Que. Does this honest man want to go with him?
　　 Thinking about this, he said lightly: "Traveling around the world is nothing more than killing bandits and bandits out of justice, and destroying strongmen for the people!"
　　 "Okay." Guo Jing was sad. In contrast, he didn't have the courage to serve the country and the people as a hero—just a young ignorant kid.
　　 Seeing this, Jiang Que quietly touched his nose, "Did I hit him? If a generation of heroes sinks like this, wouldn't it be destroyed by me?"
　　 What kind of business!
　　 Then, he said again: "Brother Guo, you have your way, don't deliberately join me, you will understand your mission in the future!"
　　 Guo Jing was a little inexplicable when he heard these words, and he was puzzled: "I still have a mission? Why don't I know..."
　　 Just about to think, Jiang Que waved his hand and said, "Okay, Brother Guo, now I am leaving. I advise you to leave Dadu as soon as possible. You can't change anything with your own power."
　　 Guo Jing ghost envoy almost nodded, "Well, you are right, I will go to Jiaxing Zuixianlou to wait for a martial arts competition, and then I will go to Brother Jiang you!"
　　 If he had not heard about the relic and wanted to join in the fun, he would be fooled by Hong Qigong, he would not have come to Dadu.
　　 For some reason, he always felt that Jiang Que knew a lot, and he should be able to learn a lot by following him. Then he would travel the rivers and lakes, return to the grassland to get married, and fulfill his promise.
　　 Jiangque left slowly, leaving only a voice coming, "You can find me in Lin'an Mansion!"
"I know."
　　 Guo Jing was overjoyed when he heard the words, and murmured: "Brother Jiang is really a good person, everyone has definitely misunderstood him before!"
　　……
　　 In the metropolis, the broken walls of the remnants are full of dilapidated appearances, and the corpses can be seen within a few meters. There are golden people, and warriors, and more common people.
　　 "The old beggar will meet you!" Hong Qigong took the lead and killed the Jinbing.
　　 Sha Tongtian and Hou Haitong subconsciously shouted together: "Our brothers and sisters are here to fight you!"
　　 Fighting continued, Hong Qigong flipped his hand and hit the dragon with eighteen palms. He defeated the two within three or five moves, and said coldly: "Why come here to die?"
　　 Sha Tongtian and Hou Haitong suddenly face ashes ashes. If they knew that Hong Qigong was here, they wouldn't have come up. The sound just now was just subconsciously said!
　　 And this is what Wanyan Honglie, in front of Prince Zhao’s Mansion, said to Dharma King Kongo and Monk Duzhen.
　　 "Everyone, you can't escape."
　　 Seeing that they had already smashed out and successfully entered the crowd, they had already killed a lot of golden soldiers, but that was all, ordinary golden soldiers died, Yan Honglie wouldn't care at all.
　　 Looking at the remaining people coldly, the Sixth King of the Great Golden Kingdom finally showed a fierce smile, "Hundreds have entered, but now only you are left, why bother to come here to die?
　　 This king originally didn't want to be your enemy, but you untouchables are really deceiving people too much. As the king of gold, how can this king allow you to be arrogant! "
　　 The voices were sonorous and powerful, so that those who survived by chance had their faces as earthy and regretful.
　　 There is only one person left in Tantric Buddhism, and only one in Shaolin. There is also Qiu Qianren in the Iron Palm Gang, and there is also a Beggar Gang. All the Seven Sons are there, but all of them are seriously injured.
　　 Under such a loss, it can be described as heavy.
　　 "Wanyan old thief, don't talk nonsense, isn't it just a fight, I'm afraid you won't make it?" Qiu Qianren raised his eyelids and shouted angrily: "You deserve to die if you are inferior in skill."
　　 Other people have the same idea. If Jiang Que knows about it, they have to be thankful-killing a foreign race is like serving the country for the people.
　　 "That's right!" Wanyan Honglie nodded, but agreed with Qiu Qianren's words, "So if you lose, you have to die."
　　 The anger in his heart is hard to contain, and the good palace is destroyed by others, and it is strange that he is not angry.
　　 On the side, the seriously injured Monk Duzhen said with a gloomy face, "I, Shaolin, will forge this enmity with your Daikin in the future, and I will never die!"
　　 "I'm afraid you won't have this chance."
Looking at Monk Duzhen in surprise, Wanyan Honglie said without showing weakness: "Since the second emperor was taken captive, Tokyo Bianliang has fallen, and after being exploited by the pseudo-Chu and the pseudo-qi, it is now in the hands of my big golden country. Your Shaolin is located in Mount Song, not far from Tokyo back then!"
　　 Hearing this, Monk Duzhen's face suddenly turned pale, he still knew who the two emperors were, the Huizong and Qinzong two people back then!
Because of this, Shaolin was closing the mountain without revealing his name, for fear of being missed by the Jinren-you know, at that time, the Jinren supported the Puppet Chu and Puppet Qi regimes on that land, and the latter two regimes were weak. The Jinren took over the unbearable generation.
"Wang Zhao, do you really want to wait for me to die?" Qiu Chuji stood up with a gloomy face~EbookFREE.me~ and asked nonchalantly: "In the beginning, you Dajin Country established my Quanzhen Sect as the state religion, you ..."
He wanted to continue to say some angry words to vent, but was interrupted by Wan Yan Honglie, "Wait, Qiu Dao's long rice can be eaten randomly, but we have to make it clear. You also know that my Dajin Kingdom has established Quanzheng Sect. National religion, this king treats you like this, but how do you treat this king?
　　 Separating husbands and wives, depriving people of children, and making trouble in the palace, and wanting to destroy the king in the chaos, such things that shatter the relationship between people and corrupt the common principles, you can do it all.
　　 This king treats you not badly, is that how you return me? "
It’s okay if you don’t mention Quanzhen Sect. Whenever he mentions it, he will be angry. When the incident did not happen, he wrote to the Emperor Jin Guo to establish Quanzhen as the state religion, allowing him to preach freely. Even Qiu Chuji is a good drink in the palace. The dishes were served, and he didn't dare to neglect the slightest bit, but these people had a set of secrets on the surface. How could he tolerate the harm to him?
Ma Yu was so angry that his old face turned black, and he roared: "Wan Yan Honglie, Hugh was so nonsense to stir up right and wrong, then Yang Kang is a descendant of the hero of the Yang family, but you let him recognize the thief as his father, and his heart is punishable. !"
　　 He wanted to influence Yang Kang to free them up. After all, Yang Kang was manipulating the army, but only one cold word in response to him: "Kill!"
　　Yang Kang's face was cold, and he said: "You are guilty of trespassing in the palace, and the crime is unforgivable, and the death penalty should be imposed!"
　　 waved his hand at the Jin Bing beside him, and a group of people rushed up, even if they used the crowd tactics to leave these behind.
　　 But for the Seventh Son of Quanzhen and Monk Duzhen, a greater crisis is approaching, and unwillingness and loneliness are printed on their faces, seemingly in response to the sentence: Why bother to die here? -Coming from a thousand miles away, why don't you die?