Chapter 218: ? 1 spit, 1 sneer

Zhang Shoufu is dead.
The torrential rain became more and more fierce, and it seemed to be crying, crying for Zhang Shoufu's death.
Before he died, Zhang Shoufu's three wishes to heaven and earth resounded like a red bell, resounding through the earth, shocking people.
The dignitaries, people, and princes in the imperial capital were trembling unbearably in their hearts.
Just like the death of the saint of the world, let the flowers wither and the grass wailing.
There is pouring rain between the heaven and the earth, and it seems that the heaven and the earth are crying for it.
King Ning was holding an oiled paper umbrella, and the splashing rain on the bluestone slab soaked his clothes. He looked at Zhang Huaiyi's body in the rainstorm without much emotion on his face.
"Did you see it?"
"You should have seen it, but you still left the world with Xia Huang's secret."
King Ning took a deep breath, and the mouth was full of cold water vapor.
Zhang Huaiyi absolutely knew the secret of Emperor Xia.
King Ning was very curious about what Xia Huang's secret was. He couldn't guess, and he didn't dare to guess.
That man is too strong.
King Ning was holding a string of Buddhist beads in his hand and gently moving it.
The man wanted him to marry Hu Nu, but he dared not refuse.
The man wanted to take his princess away, but he did not dare to refuse.
That man obliterated his bloodiness as a man.
His whole life is like a puppet. Let Xia Huang play with him, he can't escape, and he can't escape. This is his life as a prince.
He turned around, walked on the main road where the rain was splashing, and left the Tianji Palace. He knew that Zhang Huaiyi's death was only the beginning this night.
And the whole long street was silent as usual.
Everyone looked at Zhang Huaiyi's body in silence on the long street.
This respected old chief assistant has now lost his breath of life, and his body has become increasingly cold under the rain.
And the old Shoufu walked out of the Tianji Palace and died, everyone didn't know what Xia Huang meant.
Therefore, no one dared to go out to collect Zhang Huaiyi's body.
The rain was beating, but it made the hearts of many powers and people more and more cold.
suddenly.
A little beggar in rags sprang out from one end of the street.
He has been blessed by the old Shoufu. He who had almost starved to death was given the favor of the old Shoufu. Now, the old Shoufu has fallen on this street and he can't bear the old Shoufu's body being watered by rain.
He knew that the old Shoufu was a good person, so how could such a kind person suffer such torture after death.
The old beggar staggered over in the torrential rain, took off his shabby clothes, revealing a scrawny old body, he opened his clothes to protect the body of the old head from the rain.
Suddenly, the little beggar seemed to see the old Shoufu smile at him.
And the dignitaries and the people around, perhaps all were affected by the behavior of the old beggar, and recovered.
Many people who have been blessed by the old man’s assistant are crying and crying. They have all received the old man’s help and have done justice.
They didn't expect the old Shoufu to die.
There was even an aunt at the market still remembering that Zhang Shoufu helped her mediate disputes yesterday.
The howling of the people, the cold hands and feet of the officials and the powerful, and the complex looks of the princes, in the rain curtain of heavy rain, intertwined a picture that touches the soul.
Suddenly.
The rain curtain between heaven and earth was broken.
The old Gao Lishi walked out of the Tianji Palace with a very complicated expression.
Although he is Xia Huang's personal eunuch, he still admires and admires Zhang Shoufu's personality, this is a truly admirable mortal.
Gao Lishi descended, as a land immortal, his strength had already reached a state of superb power.
The visions of heaven and earth changed with his thoughts.
He planned to collect the body for the old man, at least to leave a happy ending for this admirable old man.
but.
Just when Gao Lishi planned to collect the body for the old head.
The heavy rain between heaven and earth suddenly stopped.
The cold raindrops turned into petals of peach blossoms.
The peach blossoms are delicate and beautiful, even exuding a continuing fragrance.
Behind Zhang Shoufu, I don't know when, a peach blossom tree actually grew.
"Heaven and earth have righteousness, mixed with manifolds."
"Zhang Shoufu is righteous and upright, with two sleeves and cool breeze. He is my Confucian model. When Xiu Yuan was studying, he was also taught by Zhang Shoufu. He is half a teacher..."
"These great Confucian scholars will be buried in the sea after death."
A gentle voice floated between the heavens and the earth, and the next moment, the peach blossom tree rose from the ground, and the petals of the peach blossoms supported Zhang Shoufu's corpse, and wanted to go away.
The people on the long street have already been stunned.
One by one kneeled down in the heavy rain.
"The gods show spirits", "the gods bless" and other words were shouted.
And the little beggar who took off his clothes and helped the old head from the rain knelt on the ground, kowtow in excitement and joy.
Gao Lishi stretched out his hand, wrinkles piled up on his old face.
He squinted his eyes, thought about it, and gave up his shot.
Zhang Huaiyi, with great righteousness, indeed, as Li Xiuyuan said, is eligible to be buried in the sea.
...
Anping County.
Dongshan, Jixia Academy.
The mountain of books has a path.
Halfway up the mountain, Li Xiuyuan sat cross-legged under a leafy peach blossom tree.
There was a book of sages floating in front of him. It was a golden book of sages, exuding a faint light. Li Xiuyuan rolled his sleeves, picked up a pen, and wrote in the book, with a great uprightness rushing into the sky.
Luo Xiaoxiao sat aside obediently, with her legs pressed under her body, her buttocks pressed against her feet, and her hands laid flat on her knees. On this day, she did not make fun with Li Xiuyuan because she felt that Li Xiuyuan was doing it. One thing, quite solemn.
In the spring breeze small building.
The master sat back on the rocking chair again.
The crunching rocking chair resounded more and more, causing the master to sigh with emotion.
Zhang Huaiyi, a great Confucian in the world, a true Confucian, is not a cultivator, but he has a spirit of establishing a heart for the world and life for the people.
"Mortals can also explode with amazing power, as long as they have enough mental strength, they can make the gods retreat."
The Master murmured.
He poured a cup of tea on the tea tray and smiled.
However, at the other end of his tea tray, Zhang Shoufu's old figure appeared translucent, and he also smiled at the master.
Zhang Shoufu took the tea, and the Master also took the tea.
Cover the sleeves and drink.
咚
The saint bell resounded melodiously.
After Zhang Shoufu drank the tea, he stood up, turned around freely, and walked towards the vortex of light that appeared above the school palace. After the light, there was an endless sea of ​​golden light.
That is Xuehai.
The sea of ​​learning is endless.
Zhang Shoufu stepped on a flat boat, swayed, and hid in it.
...
The peach blossom coffin formed by the petals of the peach blossom flew over the sky of Tianan City and over the rivers.
On the Guangling River.
Qinglongya roared forward, suddenly, Luo Qiye's movements stopped, the terrifying and boiling blood stopped for a while, and the water of the river set off surging waves.
He raised his head and looked at the peach blossom coffin floating in the river of righteousness, slightly startled.
Luo Hong stood on the deck of Qinglongya, Xiaodouhua holding the sword, suddenly raised her head, looked at the peach blossom coffin, and understood why she was also sad.
"It's Zhang Shoufu..."
Xiaodouhuadao.
Zhang Shoufu who saved her from the fire.
Luo Hong also understood that Xiaodouhua's grief was for the old man.
Zhang Shoufu has only heard of his name and never saw him.
But Luo Hong met Zhang Jingzhi, a very cute prefect.
Looking at the entwined Haoran righteousness, Luo Hong felt that this old man must be a respectable person.
But at the same time, Luo Hong was also staring.
Zhang Shoufu is dead, that means... Tianan City, perhaps, has begun to mess up.
Luo Qiye also thought of this. The next moment, the blood exploded, once again like a particle emitter, suddenly exploded.
The Guangling River has been set off by a wave of ten feet, rolling endlessly.
...
Tianan City, the rainstorm is like a pillar.
The sound of horseshoes was like thunder, staggering and exploding, stepping on the ground, splashing three or four feet.
Then the splashed water was crushed by the wheels again, torn to pieces.
The horse-drawn carriage of Zhenbei Wang ran slowly on the main road.
Head towards the gate of Tianan City.
The window curtains of the carriage were opened, and the heavy rain slapped on them, splashing mist.
Zhenbei Wang looked out from the middle of his eyes with a deep gaze. He looked towards the sky, but he saw a peach blossom tree, with countless peach petals hanging down and turning into a peach coffin, carrying Zhang Huaiyi's body across the sky.
Zhenbei Wang suddenly sighed.
"Lao Zhang, go well."
Zhenbei Wang said.
And Zhang Shoufu's corpse was pulled out of the Imperial Palace by the Academy, and the King of Zhenbei also understood the meaning of the Emperor Xia who was high above the sky and under the great summer.
"Isn't it the Luo family's robbery, but the Luo family's fate?"
"Let the Luo Family accept his fate..."
Zhenbei Wang smiled, and the curtain fell down.
The carriage speeded up suddenly, tearing the water curtain on the main road, like two white snakes swaying behind the carriage.
Shoo!
Between the heaven and the earth, black shadows emerge in distortion.
One shadow guard after another emerged from the raindrops, a total of six people, guarding around the carriage.
While they walked, there was no splash of rain.
He seemed to blend with heaven and earth.
And above the main road, towards the palace, the imperial guards covered in silver armor, like a torrent, followed the carriage from a distance.
In the lead, it was a handsome man holding a silver gun after another, his body towering high.
The eyes are full of sharpness.
He is Lei Cheng, commander of the Imperial Guard, and is a brother of Lei Bing.
Lei Bing is the ninth place on the list, while Lei Cheng is the fourth place on the list.
This is why he is responsible for guarding Tianan City and commanding the Imperial Guards, while Lei Bing walked out of the imperial city, ordered by the prince to encircle Luo Hong and Luo Xiaobei with many masters.
They came from the same source, and there was an invisible bond connection in their hearts, but now, this bond is broken.
Lei Cheng knew that his younger brother Lei Bing, ninth in the ranking, was dead.
Lei Bing went to besieged Luo Hong and Luo Xiaobei, but they were dead. Those who killed the Thunder Bing were Luo Hong or Luo Xiaobei, and the Luo family.
He had agreed to step into the land immortal with Lei Bing, but now, his brother is dead.
"Luo Family..."
Lei Cheng's eyes seemed to burst with silver light, behind him, thousands of silver armor guards followed him, chasing the carriage.
They were hanging from a distance, like a ray of river tide. They didn't catch up with Zhenbei Wang's carriage immediately. They were just hanging from a distance.
This is the order of the prince, and it will only break out completely when the Zhenbei King reaches the city gate.
Ying Yi turned his head and looked at the silver armor guard behind him, his face could not help being solemn, especially the headed Lei Cheng, as if to form a mountain with a strong murderous intent.
"This Leicheng... crazy, right?"
Ying Yi took a deep breath and said.
If he remembers it correctly, the prince and Lei Cheng should have had no grievances, even... they even drank tea together, talked and laughed.
But now, this Lei Cheng is murderous and substantive.
In the carriage, King Zhenbei coughed lightly and said lightly, "Lei Bing should be dead."
"The imperial guard is divided into gold armor and silver armor. The armor system is the same. The Lei Bing is a gold armor and controls the three thousand imperial inner city guards, while Lei Cheng is a silver armor and manages six thousand Tianan outer city guards. "
"Lei Bing was sent by Prince Xia Ji to the Lancang River to besiege Luo Hong and Xiaobei. Now that Lei Cheng's murderous intent is so strong, to a large extent, he should have sensed the death of Lei Bing."
Zhenbei Wangdao.
The shadows startled one by one.
"The prince deliberately?"
Ying Yi took a deep breath and said.
"Maybe, maybe it's just a coincidence."
Zhenbei Wang didn't care.
Rumble!
The carriage continued to run, and the torrential rain became more and more rapid. Every drop of rain fell on the top of the carriage, making a huge roar.
And the towering tower, as if the city gate connected to the sky and the earth, gradually appeared in front of you.
On the top of the tower, the defender of the city is also standing in a rigorous armor, soaked in the rainstorm, his palm is on the shoulder knife at his waist, and between the female wall on the inner wall, staring at the main trunk from the torn rain curtain. The carriage flying by the road.
Above the city wall, one after another guards of the towers stared at the carriage.
They all knew who was sitting in the carriage.
But it was the king of Zhenbei, Luo Kuang, who had frightened millions of people in Saibei.
This old prince is going out of the city now... and this time out of the city, I am afraid that he will never return in this life.
This meaning is naturally different.
The city defender suddenly raised his hand, clattering in his armor and clanging, making a clattering sound.
Afterwards, on the castle tower, the defenders filled with crossbows and icy arrows aimed at the carriage far away.
The running horse smashed the rain to pieces, the horse's mane was flying, and the rain was sprinkled.
Hush law~
Soon, the coachman yanked on the reins.
The steed neighed, raised their front hooves high, and then stomped heavily, as if a meteorite hit the ground, making the entire imperial city tremble.
"Zhenbei Wang's birthday is approaching, and he wants to go to Anping County to hold a birthday celebration with his grandson."
"Please Commander Wu to open the gate."
Ying Yi's faint voice fluttered, covering the rain curtain.
And the coachman stopped the carriage, slowly with a cold face from the carriage frame, withdrew an ink knife.
The black knife is darker than the night.
Quiet, the world is quiet.
Only the roar of rain was left.
In Tianan City, in the brightly lit restaurant and above the flowered building, the rich and powerful were sitting quietly, holding their wine cups, and staring at the confrontation in front of the city gate.
This is a confrontation that will change the pattern of Daxia.
Zhenbei King is the backbone of the Luo family. He once sat in Saibei and was the highest leader of the Mo family's iron cavalry.
And if he could leave Tianan City, he would surely twist the Luo Family into a rope against the Xia Family.
The older generation of martial artists, even if they are old, their blood is still not cold. When they let go of the grudges of the ruler and the minister in their hearts, what they are waiting for is a stormy counterattack.
Although this counterattack is likely to be fragmented, it is also the temperament of the older generation of Wuxiu.
When the bottom line is broken, when patience is exhausted, naturally there is only resistance left.
Upstairs, the commander took a deep breath and said, "Is there an order from Emperor Xia?"
"Without the emperor's life, you can't leave the city."
Commander Wu carried a knife on his waist, and said indifferently, the rain dripped down his chin and turned into straight silk threads.
far away.
Lei Cheng led the six thousand silver armor guards, and also stopped his pace.
On the long street, the shields were put down densely and stood standing.
"An assassin attacked Tianji Palace, the first assistant died, and the prince ordered to block the city. Even the princes and generals must not enter and leave Tianan City without orders. Those who violate the order, cut!"
Lei Cheng stood burly, said.
The voice came out vigorously, echoing in front of the tower.
The carriage stopped quietly, washed by countless rain.
Crunch...
Above the tower, the bowstring was taut, and the black arrow aimed at the carriage, suppressed like a dark cloud against the cheek, making it hard to breathe.
Suddenly, the curtain of the carriage was torn open.
Zhenbei Wang, dressed in plain clothes, got out of the carriage and stood on the frame.
Ying suddenly appeared, holding up the oil paper umbrella for him, blocking the rainstorm.
With the old face of Zhenbei Wang, he looked at the black arrows hanging in front of him and smiled.
"Once upon a time, the old man entered Beijing triumphantly, and the defenders upstairs were full of joy and celebration."
"Now, on the tower, there are arrows aimed at the old man."
"This world really has changed."
Zhenbei Wang, Dao.
On the tower, Commander Wu was silent. The King of North Zhen was indeed worthy of admiration, but they also had military orders and followed the rules.
They are not soldiers of the Zhenbei King, they are soldiers of the Xia family.
Commander Wu thought for a while, and said, "Master, go back."
"Although your grandson Luo Hong killed my son's martial arts, but I still admire the prince. He was wronged and indebted. My son died in the martial arts by Luo Hong. I will seek revenge from Luo Hong. Instead of embarrassing the prince."
"The prince should act according to the rules, and he wouldn't take any action in Xia."
Commander Wu’s words were actually a bit helpless. After all, his son Wuju, who was originally acting in Dali Temple, was a talented evildoer and was able to be ranked 15th in the Yellow List. He has always been proud of him.
However, she was fooled into the secret realm of Heavenly Mystery by the Changping Princess, and finally died in Luo Hong's hands.
Commander Wu was also helpless in his heart. He knew that the prince was forcing him to stand in line, using his son to force him to stand in line, and even, it was very likely that it was for this moment.
The one he admired most was Zhenbei King. If the martial arts did not die or did not stand in line, he might really be desperate to open the door for Zhenbei King, because this was the spiritual pillar of his pursuit of martial arts when he was young. .
Commander Wu took a deep breath. In fact, he was saving the Northern King by not opening the gate.
After leaving the city, there is really no turning back, and... the crisis outside the city is more terrifying than the inside.
Zhenbei Wang seemed to understand Wu Commander's meaning and laughed.
He got out of the carriage, waved his hand, and let Yingyi remove the oil paper umbrella.
"My martial artist, why should it be afraid of heavy rain?"
Zhenbei Wangdao.
Step by step, stepping on the rain, he looked up at the dense, black arrows on the tower.
The rain slapped his face, but it couldn't make his eyeballs jump.
From a distance, I watched Zhenbei Wang get off the carriage.
Lei Cheng grimned his face and said again, "The first assistant is dead, the prince has an order, block the city, and those who violate the order, cut!"
His voice, this time with sonic techniques, shattered raindrops after another between his openings.
However, this sentence fell.
After getting off the carriage, Zhenbei Wang, who was soaked in the rain, turned around abruptly.
Just like an angry lion, roaring loudly.
"Hugh want to talk about Zhang Shoufu!"
"Are you calling Nima?!"
"Fuck!"
"Prince has orders? The prince is a fart!"
"He wants to stop Lao Tzu and let him come in person, do you whistle a ball?!"
The voice of Zhenbei King was like thunder, billowing and blasting the rain curtain between heaven and earth, causing countless raindrops to be shattered in the sound wave, exploding a mist of mist.
There was a dead silence between heaven and earth.
Lei Cheng was shocked, and was stunned by the strong roar of Zhenbei Wang Lao.
On the tower, Commander Wu also stayed in a daze. Suddenly, he seemed to see the triumphant Zhenbei King who had gathered thousands of glory.
In Tianan City, restaurants and flowered houses are dimly lit.
A rich man, an official, he could not hold the wine glass in his hand when he heard the anger of the king of the north, and many porcelain cups fell to the ground and fell apart.
Under the rain curtain, Zhenbei Wang straightened his spine and looked at the many defenders on the tower.
Pointing to his forehead and said, "Your special mother shoots here!"
"What is the Prince Ling? Lao Tzu is still the King of the North. Without Xia Huang Ling, who would dare to stop Lao Tzu?"
"You guys, dare you?!"
Zhenbei Wang pointed his eyebrows and stared at the tower.
The blood of the veteran is still not cold!
On the tower, the defenders' hands were trembling, and Commander Wu was trembling, he didn't know what to say.
But Zhenbei Wang moved forward step by step ~EbookFREE.me~ and soon came under the closed gate.
Looking back, he took a look at the majestic imperial city and the Tianji Palace full of mystery and nobility in the rain.
Afterwards, the blood rushed into the sky, blowing up a line of huge waves by the rain accumulated in front of the city gate.
With his arms bulging, he suddenly grabbed onto the ten-zhang gate, with dense muscles.
Between roars.
It seems that the city gate of tens of thousands of catties has been torn open alive!
Zhenbei Wang stood in a gap in the city gate, straightening his spine.
look back.
Spit, sneer.
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