Chapter 1122: 1122: I want 100% (twenty-one) of the four seas of Kyushu
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The Empress’ Livestream
- Quick-fried Mushroom
- 1400 characters
- 2021-02-26 12:37:18
Chapter 1122 Chapter 1122: This Kyushu Four Seas, I Want One Hundred (Twenty-One)
"Also ask the principal to take the big picture seriously--"
The faithful is Xu Fei, of course, with Xu Fei's interests and security as the starting point.
In the eyes of many people, it is okay for his wife and children to die, anyway, he can still marry and regenerate. This is what keeps Qingshan from worrying about no firewood!
The guards didn't want to give up the master and young master, but they couldn't let Xu Fei take the risk.
"What's the big picture?" Xu Fei's breathing was heavy, his eyes were covered with shocking red silk, as if he was about to splash out from his eye sockets in the next moment. I can't let Xu Pei see this joke-- "
Xu Fei's ambition is not as big as the outside world thinks. On the contrary, his ambition is quite simple.
As a good Xu family owner, you can enjoy playing and playing life without doing anything.
The most important thing--
Xu Pei must be more down than him!
The two were fighting for power, and he lost a bit, which had made him feel bad enough.
He can't always let his wife and children fall into Xu Pei's hands and let Xu Pei use this as a handle to laugh at himself.
What's the joke?
In order to survive, a man leaves his wife and children, isn't it shameful?
Xu Fei is of clan origin. He cherishes his life, but he also cherishes his name. He is not the kind of person without skin or face.
The guard could not help but Xu Fei, sighed, could only re-integrate and turn around to find.
However, people are scattered, where is it so easy to find?
Xu Fei hadn't found anyone yet, and the next wave of chasers came head-on.
Enemies are jealous when they meet.
For chasing troops, Xu Fei is not only the enemy's protagonist, he is also a mobile battle stage plus merit.
The price of this item is very high.
Xu Fei was fighting and retreating, and finally managed to break out and dropped the wave of chasing troops.
Delaying this time, the chase arrived one after another. He didn't have time to find someone. He couldn't even figure out the direction.
In the end, he was forced into a downcast village with only a dozen households, and the guards around him were sharply reduced to two.
The three could only hide in one farmhouse.
This farmhouse is quite rich in the village. The courtyard was built with stone walls and yellow mud, unlike other farmhouses with only a fence.
People in the village heard that they had fought and fled early.
Xu Fei's injuries were the lightest, but he was cut with two knives. The guard guarding his breakout was heavier, and blood ran down his body.
One entered the farmhouse, and after a while turned out a man's clothes, holding his clothes in both hands, said, "Master, please change this ... Change your clothes to your subordinates, and lead the chase. You, you are mixed into the refugees while you are in the situation Maybe there is still a chance for life. "
Xu Fei met with sorrow.
He said, "Just--let's go."
"Master!"
The two couldn't believe their ears, what made them go?
The chasing troops are coming one after another, and I do not know when to catch up with them.
One more wave, none of the three can survive.
"I'm determined." Xu Fei panted, looking calmly, "There is no way forward, there is no way back. Heaven wants to kill me, how to go against the sky? I am from Xu's family, and I am born with nobleness and pride. If I want to I pretended to be a refugee in order to live, and to die for the rest of my life, I might as well frankly die! Anyway, I can be innocent! I want to let that Xu Pei know that I will never lose to him-- "
Xu Fei gritted his teeth and squeezed out a few words.
"I will wait for him at Huangquan Road!"
Xu Pei killed him completely, he would like to see what good end this person can have!
The two guards stared at each other and saw tears flowing in each other's eyes.
In desperation, they gave a gift to Xu Fei, exited the courtyard, and closed the courtyard door before leaving.
Xu Fei looked at the green tree in the courtyard, and his corner of his lips smirked helplessly.
What a coincidence--
The hanging places are ready.
Xu Fei moved to a wooden stool, untied the silk quills used for decoration around his waist, wrapped it twice, hung it on a branch and tied it to a knot.
It took a lot of courage to die, but Xu Fei felt peaceful.
He stretched his neck over and slumped the stool ...
There are two ends.
Xu Fei's wife and concubine were separated from him. I don't know if it was the guidance in the meditation or something else. The family members and the daughter-in-law were not far away from each other, and they quickly gathered together. Desperately, Xu Fei's carriage was gone, and most of the guards were gone.
Although there are dozens of guards around them, such a little person cannot protect them at all.
Several chambers felt that Xu Fei had abandoned them, and kept crying.
The lady in the main room decided to make a decision, while looking for Xu Fei while following the established route.
How dare you talk back?
Dozens of escorts stayed. They only listened to the mother of the princess. They were just gimmicks. What the hell?
If you talk back, maybe you die faster.
It's a pity that luck is always a little bit worse.
After they separated from Xu Fei, they provoked thugs.
These thugs were soldiers who fell into the grass as pirates in the vicinity.
Ever since Shancheng City fell into a hard battle, seeing that it was about to break, the "water-injection soldiers" fled more and more to survive.
Run away, but eating became a problem again.
They are penniless, have no money and no food, and can only risk their lives by breaking the house.
Not to mention, these days are so beautiful, one by one, living more freely, it's much more comfortable than being a soldier in the army.
On this day, they saw several carriages from afar, and the guards protecting the carriages were also injured--
The mob pondered a little, and soon guessed that the convoy was a wealthy family who escaped from the mountain town!
Such a wealthy family will have enough food for a lifetime.
Wouldn't it be a shame if the fat fish delivered to the door was not slaughtered?
The guards were trained and armed, but they were few and wounded.
There are so many thugs, everything you have in your hand, a hatchet, a saw, a hoe, a stone, a flat load ... everything.
As the so-called random punches killed the master, the mob quickly prevailed, killing all the remaining guards.
"Boss-all women-"
An exclamation sounded among them, accompanied by the cry, and the woman's high-pitched and shouting.
The women's relatives were embarrassed, and the thugs outside the carriage wanted to stick their heads in and scared them.
"Tai Niang, one match one beautiful-I see I'm hard."
"The stuff on my chest is really big and it's soft when rubbed, much better than the lady in Hualou."
"This skin is thin and watery, right?"
A group of rough men commented on them. When did these women in the backyard see such battles?
These men are vulgar in their spoken language. Listening to them, they have the faint feeling of being profaned from head to toe by their opponents, and they can't wait to be killed by one head.
What can we do in the hands of these men?
"Don't touch my daughter—"
A man tried to reach out to the eldest daughter of Xu Fei. Madam Masami was mad at scratching and scratching him, and opened his mouth to pinch the other's nose.
"Crazy woman--"
When he was bitten, the man clutched Mrs. Masami's bun and threw her aside fiercely, bumping her head against the carriage.
With a squeak, the whole carriage shook.
"Xiaoer, run away—"
"Little girl, where can you escape?"
Where is the young girl living in the boudoir?
She was slapped, clutching her hair, and with strength, half of her face swelled quickly.
The man still refused to stop and raised his hand to lift her off the ground.
Because of this strength, she felt that her scalp would be torn from his skull by him.
_ (: з 」∠) _ The fourth is estimated to be late, the storm cries.
(End of this chapter)