Chapter 278 Which one lives and who dies

Wang Shichong's body, who was fighting with the middle-aged man in the distance, was shocked, as if he felt the tragic death of his beloved son. The crazy sword dance was used to stimulate potential. The sword light soared, forcing the middle-aged man back and patted away with Ouyang Xiyi.

An ominous premonition envelops my heart.

At the same time, he raised his eyes and looked around. He didn't see the figure of Yanjun Taoist priest. He didn't know where he was trapped in the siege, but he didn't dare to delay any longer. He brushed his sleeves and waved away the three arrow feathers and tried his best to break through.

At this time, only fourteen cronies gathered around, and the rest of them either died or dispersed.

The Sui soldiers drowned them like a tide and fought as a regiment.

More than a dozen people in the other team killed him. Wang Shichong laughed and waved his sword. The closest soldier blocked the knife. With a bang, he gave him this heavy trick and fell off the horse.

Diveting himself into the battlefield, Wang Shichong was like a dragon returning to the sea. He was fierce and killed four people in an instant. This reminded him of the hot-blooded years when he took the lead and personally took the stone. It was hard and full of **, but the enemy was dense, and he didn't know where cold arrows would suddenly come out. He was favored for a while and blocked it. It's hard.

Ouyang Xiyi's beard was stained with the blood of the enemy, which looked quite terrible. He took the opportunity to sigh, "Shichong, I'm afraid it's not easy to escape today."

Wang Shichong said helplessly, "Until now, I still can't understand why Yang Dong chose to kill me here. He executed me on the spot in Luoyang. I believe that outsiders will not have anything to say."

Ouyang Xiyi smiled and said, "What else does this boy do? Kill him first and then settle accounts with him!" Suddenly, he frowned and said, "No, Linglong is in danger!" He was tall and riding on a war horse, so he could see that Linglongjiao was in danger in the distance.

Wang Shichong dealt with a few enemies and glanced at her and said, "I can only wish her auspicious people and heaven. I'm sorry for her."

Linglong Jiao was originally to rescue Wang Shichong. She is a person with a heavy promise, otherwise she would not have come to the Central Plains all the way, let alone follow Wang Shichong until his defeat. But there was a warning on the way.

The source of the warning is a soldier under Wang Shichong. He has been approaching, but Linglongjiao's intuition that she has been running for many years tells her that there is something wrong with this person.

First of all, the dress doesn't fit, and it seems to be a little loose.

Secondly, when he was fasting, he actually covered the upper edge of his face with a helmet, and he was not worried that he could not see the road clearly.

Finally, when everyone was fighting and running for their lives, he came to the center of the battlefield, which was completely unreasonable.

He is sneaky and his martial arts are extraordinary. What is his purpose?

So, Linglongjiao greeted him.

In this murderous world, the two are only a hundred steps away and look at each other coincidentally.

Linglongjiao almost screamed, and she knew that this person came for her. What she saw was a beautiful face. Although she covered the lower half with black gauze to teach people not to see clearly, the eyebrows were picturesque, and her nose was like a cancellar, especially the frightening blue in the bright and divine eyes, which was really thrilling beauty. Li. This person is exactly her acquaintance. Daming Zun teaches Xinnaya, the strongest martial arts among the five types of demons.

Sinaya must have come to kill her, but the specific reason is not clear. Is it still for the colorful stone she has heard since she was a child but has never seen before?

Linglongjiao once learned her strength and complained in her heart. Isn't she throwing herself into the net? Busy galloping towards the periphery.

Xinnaya's beautiful eyes shot a cold light, but her expression was surprisingly calm. She had two more daggers in her hand and said softly, "Lingrong! You are going to die today!" The extremely pleasant voice accurately transmitted to Linglong's ears under the filter of the surrounding noise, but it was the life-threatening charm of death.

Linglongjiao only felt that she was alone in the vast world. The beautiful woman behind her, like a predatory wolf, wanted to tear her to pieces. She could only quickly raise the whip and look forward to God giving her good luck again. Her strategy is to go back to the dense forest, where her excellent light skills can be used.

But it was obvious that Xinya would not let her wishful thinking come true and jump into the air. Two daggers circled around and danced, transforming into a heavy heavy sword shadow, straight to her back.

Linglongjiao instantly judged that she only had the fate of being killed on the horse's back. Between life and death, she threw it out.

The dawn appeared in the eastern sky, and a new day finally came to the earth.

Sinaya flew around, and her swords attacked Linglongjiao like a sudden rain and wind.

The delicate and fragrant sweat is dripping, and I can't stand it at all. I can only repeatedly dodge the fatal killing of the other party with a skillful light body, but I was forced to be left and right, dangerous, and the delicate body is bleeding in many places, and it is difficult to support it.

Xin Naya suddenly took her sword, elbowed back and hit the two Sui soldiers behind her. She said coldly, "Linglong, hand over the colorful stones obediently. My sister may leave you a whole body."

Linglongjiao squatted to the ground and gasped violently, "How many times do you want me to believe it? I haven't seen the colorful stone at all? Before my mother died, I hoped that I could return the colorful stone to Persia, but so far I still don't know where the colorful stone fell. At that time, the colorful stone was missing in the master's hand. Maybe it was in the camp of a leader in the prairie, or on the counter of a shop in Middle-earth, or buried in the dark ground, waiting for the beginning of a new round of fate.

Sinaya was slightly stunned. She walked to her and sighed, "Your expression and heartbeat told me that you didn't lie. In the past, you could have made it clear. Why did you escape all the way and waste so much human and material resources in teaching?

Linglong Jiao smiled bitterly and said, "As soon as you come up, you will catch me and kill me. How can I have a chance to argue? Besides, you don't know the conflict between my mother and you. If I fall into your hands, where is my life?

Sinaya said silently and lightly, "Linglong, give me a reason not to kill you!" You know, I'm a murderous witch, and I never mind having one more wronged soul.

Linglongjiao's heart moved and suddenly said, "I heard that you have a grudge against Tuyuhun's Fu's father and son?"

Xinanya's face under the black veil became ferocious, and her eyes revealed an unforgettable hatred. It took a long time to calm down and said, "Can you help me avenge?"

Although she devotes herself to the Ming Dynasty and her status is not low, she will not solve personal grievances for her, and she is strong if she wants revenge alone. Tu Yuhun was destroyed by the Sui Sui in his early years, and recently he has been resurrected. Khan Fu Yun has returned to heaven. His son Fu Qian is ambitious and creates his own Fuyang Qigong. He specializes in the method of hidden life. The real gas is endless, and the masters around him are like a cloud. It is not easy to succeed in assassination.

Linglongjiao coughed a mouthful of blood and smiled, "I can't protect myself. Of course not, but someone can."

"Who is he?" Sinaya's chest is ups and downs, and the beautiful curves are also shown under the loose samurai suit, which shows the degree of excitement.

The emotions in Linglong's delicate eyes are complicated, and Tan said, "Ming Zongyue."

Sinaya said one after another, "Are you playing with me?"

Linglong's delicate expression remained unchanged, and she smiled and said, "He owes me a life." A trace of tears fell silently from the corners of his eyes.

Xinnaya took a deep breath and almost made a big mistake today. Otherwise, the demon of Mingzong Yue had to uproot the Holy Religion. She mentioned her delicate body and sighed, "Linglong, your life is so good."

The two women rode together and soon broke out in the chaos, because they were not heavyweights.

The real heavyweight is obviously Wang Shichong. At this time, he and Ouyang Xiyi were also separated by the enemy. There were only two cronies around, bathed in blood all over, and shouted, "Brother Ouyang, don't worry about me, go! Otherwise, I won't die."

Ouyang Xiyi knew that it was just a vain death to continue to fight, but now how could he abandon his friends and escape alone? He said in a low voice, "Our friendship for many years will definitely live and die with you."

Wang Shichong avoided a thrown spear and said in a loud voice, "Help me take care of Xuanying and forgive them. Please!"

Ouyang Xiyi's eyes were tearful, and he had to respond. The sword light flashed. The rest did not want to fight to the death, and he was killed by him to open a bloody road.

Suddenly, the middle-aged man was forced to walk to Wang Shichong within ten steps. He had to carry it up and turn his hands into palm shadows all over the sky. With the power of running, he rushed to the wind with the momentum of lightning. The wild palm wind was as cold as snow. He completely covered him in it. There was no way to dodge at all. The rest was only to fight hard with real kung fu.

"Brother Shichong, step back!"

A melodious voice came from the rear, which was suddenly the Taoist priest Yan Jun.

Wang Shichong was overjoyed, jumped up from the horse and flew back.

Pup!

Yan Jun slapped Wang Shichong on the back and said gloomyly, "Brother Shichong, you are in a trick!"

Wang Shichong immediately staggered towards the middle-aged man like a broken kite.

The middle-aged man withdrew his left hand, turned his right palm into a fist, and punched through the air.

Peng!

Wang Shichong threw his fist and spit out a mouthful of blood. His internal organs were churning, and his meridians were about to break. He knew that he was doomed.

Yan Jun came across the sky, held him firmly, and his palm was imprinted on the big hole on his chest, standing side by side with the middle-aged man.

Wang Shichong cracked his eyes and gritted his teeth and said, "Why?"

Yan Jun looked down at him in his arms, with gentle eyes, like looking at his dear lover, which made people chill. He whispered, "Do you know that my surname was Yuan before I was a monk?"

Wang Shichong's pupils were lax and suddenly said, "What is your relationship with Yuanwen?"

Yuan Wen is Yang Dong's confidant ministers. Before Wang Shichong came to Luo, he had been presiding over the affairs of Luoyang, and he was full of power.

Yan Jun said, "He is my son, my biological son. Killing you this time has nothing to do with the King of Yue. It's just that the dog wants to vent his personal anger. Brother Shichong, don't hate the wrong people when you arrive in hell.

Wang Shi was inflated like a silk and sighed, "I have no eyes. I misread Lang Feng first, but I didn't recognize your true face. I didn't lose.

The middle-aged man came over and said with a smile, "Brother Shichong is wrong again! It's not Lang Feng who defected, but Song Mengqiu. Don't you understand this fool now?"

Wang Shichong closed his eyes, and the lamp went out.

Yan Jun praised, "He is a character. He can afford to let go. If it were me, I would not close my eyes."

The middle-aged man said in a low voice, "Old man, think about how His Royal Highness the King of Yue will punish your precious son!" Even if he is Your Highness's powerful think tank, he can't resist this big miser of private transfer of troops.

Yan Jun said, "Come on! Without the consent of the King of Yue, do you really listen to the command of Wendu as these thousands of soldiers?

The middle-aged man said in astonishment, "You mean that the will is true? Since you want to kill Wang Shichong, why let him go? Isn't it an extra move to take off your pants and fart? Are you still tired and tired? So many people have died?"

Yan Jun shook his head and said, "The child just hates Wang Shichong, but the king of Yue is angry with the monk Jueyuan of Shaolin Temple. Then Jueyuan and Wang Shichong's nephew Wang Ren had a deep blood feud, and even the Wang family hated it. Wang Ren fled nowhere. Of course, this account has to be counted on Wang Shichong's head. In addition, don't you think there is a stronger atmosphere of killing in the wilderness outside the city?

The middle-aged man laughed and scolded, "Killing pays attention to a bullshit atmosphere."

Yan Jun smiled and said, "I personally think it's the King of Yue who didn't catch the painful foot that can kill Wang Shichong. He doesn't want to be honest, and it's more to avoid Luoyang's panic and loss of confidence in the court. It may also be that he is afraid of the evil star. God knows whether this guy will step in when he orders the destruction of the king's full door."

The middle-aged man was a little disapproving of Ling Feng, the rumored evil star in the world, but he did not want to talk about him. He said, "The thoughts of these leaders are really unpredictable. No wonder they are superior and just move their mouths. We only have the life of running errands. Well, I'm going back to sleep with the three little girls in Manqingyuan. Don't rob me.

Yan Jun laughed and said, "I swear under the ancestral seat of Sanqing that I will quit it early!" However, those three golden flowers are supported by the Luoyang Gang. Now Shangguan Long, the leader of the Luoyang Gang, has cleaned it up for Ming Zongyue. The big gang will definitely be subdued by the King of Yue to avoid the unstable situation in the market. As long as you are willing to open your mouth, the king of Yue will probably be willing to give up these three charming little beauties.

The middle-aged man poofed and said, "Damn it! What a real trouble. Let me have a try."

There are own workers to clean up the battlefield, and the remains of the enemy and enemy soldiers are dug and buried on the spot to avoid causing the plague. Wang Shichong's bones are no exception. When a generation of heroes were alive, he never thought that he could not even prepare a coffin after his death.

The sunlight dispels the haze in the sky and shines on the earth.

The bloody murderous atmosphere is spread on the beautiful and rich land under everyone's feet.

War, killing, sin, brutality, when can it rest?

No one knows.

Dong Shuni and Wang Xuanshu, who escaped successfully, did not know.

The road ahead is vast, and the flowers raised in the two greenhouses are about to face an unknown fate. The lives and deaths of their relatives are uncertain and auspiciousness make them cry, but they have to follow the three loyal guards to go south. Behind them, there is also a terrible flaw that will appear at any time, taking their lives or their freedom.

Dong Shuni misses that warm and powerful embrace. What is more secure than invincible force in this troubled world? The emergence of a girl's love at the beginning of love is inevitable.

Xinanya and Linglongjiao, who are sitting on the big stone next to the Luo River, also don't know.

But one is for the difficult hatred, and the other is for simple survival. This suffocating headache appears in the minds of two women who should have been spoiled and cherished.

Linglongjiao doesn't know where Ling Feng is really going. Xin Naya doesn't dare to kill her. She can only choose a stupid way to go south to the territory of the world, wait for the rabbit, and don't worry about Ling Feng not to appear.

Ling Feng, who is expected to approach the god, doesn't know.

He is becoming more and more indifferent to his life and death, and he is racing against time and fighting for his beloved woman.

He is in Judan, taking the first step from human beings to becoming immortals in retrograde.