Chapter 8 The Death of Fangcheng
Since the Lord Yi Jian announced that great happy event, there has been a happy scene in the whole Qianqi King's Palace.
Dozens of servants and maidservants, as well as the palace guards led by Mo Ha and Go Xinghe, made various arrangements for the wedding of the full moon night under the command of the palace chief leader Boyi. Those guests who came from afar were soft-mouthed and short-handed. After living in this palace for so many days, they were somewhat embarrassed, so they tried their best to help the servants decorate the auditorium.
The whole palace is full of disturbances, which is very lively.
There are still more than two days away from the full moon night on October 15th. Since the national lord Yi Jian announced his wedding, people have never seen the young master as warm as jade in the past for many days.
Some people speculate that the young master at this time is accompanying the future young grandmother gently and sweetly, while others speculate that the prince must be carefully arranging certain things and will surprise everyone on the wedding day. There are different opinions, but no one can really say where the flies at this time are.
At this time, he was in the inner court, thinking about the front of the cliff, kneeling against the wall, and standing behind him was the old man in gray and black sword.
After Yi Jian announced his wedding that day, he was full of joy, but he couldn't help but feel doubts and fears in his heart. No one knew what happened to the father and son later.
The old man with a black sword remembers that day when the old man and young man quarreled fiercely in the secret room. Although he had not used a magic weapon, it was no less than the sharp edge of the sword.
After that, the prince was punished here by the head of the country. Although he was full of resistance, he could not move. Moreover, even if he really moves the knife and gun, he can only have no chance of winning.
The black sword behind him is not a decoration. His strength is unimaginable at this time.
Kneeling on the ground, facing the words engraved on the cliff, which are the teachings left by countless ancestors, or the deep hatred of the sea of blood. Will the resentment accumulated over the ages finally break out at this time?
Meier, let you marry me at this time. When you really become the person of this mansion, it will be when the beacon smoke is about to rise, and this peaceful and prosperous world will no longer exist. I am sorry for you.
However, I will definitely mention the sword in my hand and do my best to ensure your thoroughness in this troubled world!
He clenched his hands and said to himself secretly in his heart.
Raindrops fell on his 3,000 green silk and on his eyebrows and cheeks. The raindrops converged into a small stream and flowed down from his body.
A magnificent rain fell on hundreds of peaks in this evening.
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It's night in a room in the Qianqi Palace.
Fangcheng, a sorcerer, stood at the door of the house, looked up at the rain flying in the darkness, and thought to himself, "Today, I wanted to know that group of mob. Everyone gathered together and then carefully thought about how to win the treasure of heaven and earth, but unexpectedly encountered this heavy rain. Alas, people are really not as good as heaven. ......”
Then he closed the door, walked to the lamp, took out a token from his arms with the light, and looked at it carefully in front of him.
That is a golden token. Obviously, the owner of this token must be a rich man, with complicated decorations carved on the token. Fang Cheng put the token in his hand, looked at the word "Yuwen" on the order, and whispered, "Your Excellency, I have tried my best to potential this southeast corner. Although decades have passed, I still haven't found anything you care about. If the strange treasure of heaven and earth is born this time, it is what you want, and I will take it to pieces and send it to you.
At this moment, there was a ray of light in the long narrow eyes, which shocked people's hearts.
Your Excellency, maybe you have already forgotten the kindness with me in those years, just think of me as an ordinary dead man. But I will never forget that even if I die, it is enough to die for my confidant!
Wow...Wow...
A gust of wind came, and even the firmly closed door also opened a gap. The strong wind swept through the crack of the door and extinguished the candlelight several times.
Fangcheng quickly put the golden token into his arms, and then ignored the extinguishing candlelight, went straight to the door and carefully closed the door. Then he turned around, and the candlelight had been blown out by the wind, and the whole room was dark.
"Sneer!" A sound of breaking the sky sounded in the room, and it seemed that favors were coming. What a square city, without thinking about where the sneak attack came from, immediately fell down and rolled away, extremely embarrassed, but easily escaped this fatal sneak attack.
"Dun!" It seems that something hit the door, that's where he just stood. Presumably, if it hadn't been for the sensitive hiding, he would have been in a different place at this moment.
He had thousands of doubts in his heart, but he was not afraid. He went through too many things between life and death, and he was afraid that it was of no use at all. Instead, he messed up his position to benefit the enemy.
Like an old fox, the warlock Fangcheng was in the dark, secretly accumulating mana while carefully guarding, quietly waiting for the second sneak attack.
"Wo! Wheops! Wheops!" The continuous sound of breaking through the air suddenly came from the front, and it seemed that the attacker was hiding there.
He rolled silently, seemingly disorderly, but it was getting closer and closer to the position of the attacker. As if he felt that it was not safe enough, he turned into a small, disgraceful but unusually strong shield in his hand, tightly protected him.
"Dut!!!" The three sharp weapons seem to be inserted into the ground at the same time. If they are in the light, you can naturally find that the three sharp weapons in the shape of a character are stained with strange blue light, which can kill people!
"Bong..." The little shield worked. A long colorless needle hit quietly in the dark, and the little shield blocked the attack for him.
However, although the long needle landed, the small shield also became fragments and scattered in the void.
The open gun is easy to hide, the dark arrow is difficult to defend, and the silent dark arrow is even more difficult to defend!
Fang Chengguo is an old fox who has become an elite. He knows that he can no longer get any benefits in the dark at this time. The other party's tricks are too strong for him to fight back.
Or, the sneak attacker was there, quietly waiting for his counterattack, and then giving him a fatal blow.
He can't afford such a bet!
It's not good to win, but you have to lose your whole life.
The body of the sorcerer Fangcheng suddenly jumped up and became silent like a ghost. His body is chaotic, floating east and west like duckweed in the water. In half a breath, he was less than half a foot away from the door.
Escape seems to be within easy reach...
He suddenly rushed to the door and rolled on the ground, but he never escaped this secret attack. A small arrow hit his right arm with a sharp pain, but he was immediately unconscious.
What a poisonous arrow!
He shook his left hand, and a ruler-long dagger appeared. Then without hesitation, he gritted his teeth and cut his right arm.
In the dark, danger is everywhere, and murder is everywhere...
Before his arm fell to the ground, he rushed to the door with a dagger, regardless of the sneak attack behind him. As long as there is no secret ambush outside the door, he is confident that he can escape this.
"Bang!" The door was blown open by the strong wind again, and there was still an endless pouring rain outside the door. A very bright lightning crossed the sky from the northeast, and the dark night was like day in an instant.
The broken arm has just landed and is rolling in the strong wind, but Fangcheng can't be distracted to look at the broken arm, just holding a sword in front of him.
A silver sword suddenly appeared in front of him at the tail of the lightning retreat.
The cold sword light, the viper-like sword blade, the piercing cold seemed to pierce his skin and the depths of his heart.
What a sword, a poisonous swordsmanship!
Fangcheng is indeed an old fox spirit. He held a dagger in his hand but did not fight back. He just did layers of protection and leaned closer to the door while resisting.
Only when you go out can you have a chance to survive!
The sword-wielding man seems to know that if the old fox is released from the door, it will be more difficult to deal with, so the swordsmanship is more and more vicious, and it does not hide the penetrating murder at all.
The two groups of figures were stacked together in an instant, and the sword wind was killing infinitely. The rain outside was still raining, and the strong wind and heavy rain sprinkled the dry room.
Is it miserable? Is it desolate?
In just one blink of an eye, the two figures immediately separated, but Fang Cheng's body was already scarred, and the sword-wielding man immediately disappeared into the darkness, waiting for the next opportunity to get out the sword.
Fangcheng finally knew that there was no chance to live today. Suddenly, he thought of the golden token in his arms and was shocked. He would rather fight this old life than let it fall into the hands of others!
seemed to have made up his mind. Fang Cheng no longer ignored the killer who was waiting for the opportunity in the dark. He suddenly rushed out of the door and ignored other things. He just avoided the killing moves behind him and rushed to the place in his memory as quickly as possible.
"Wo! Wheops! Wheops! Wheops!" The heavy rain poured down, and the dark arrows in the rain fell on him like rain.
A dark arrow shot into his left ankle. His footsteps paused and immediately slowed down, but he never stopped to pull out the poison arrow.
He seemed to have lost all his pain and tried his best to run towards that place, no longer caring about the rest.
With a flash of the sword, another arm flew up and fell into the grass.
Finally, he saw the blank, which was a cliff, and there was a bottomless abyss under the cliff.
The sword behind him attacked again, but he had lost all the power to dodge. The sword cut his back fiercely, bloody and painfully!
Finally, he is about to reach the end of death. A trace of desolation rises in his heart, but he can't find such a thing. It is the greatest regret in his life that he has not fulfilled your promise to adults!
The gold medal on his chest showed a trace of warmth, which was the last warmth at the end of his life on this rainy night, but he could no longer touch the warmth with his hands.
With the last strength of his whole body, he jumped into the cloudy cliff with his whole body before the killer behind him.
Faled and broken bones in return for your kindness!
The swordsman who attacked on the cliff did not know where he was at this time.
There is only the pouring rain left, still in this world, vast and fluttering.
I'm afraid this rain won't stop this night.
PS: Thick-skinned, continue to collect, click, ask for red tickets...