Qingxuan.

All the citizens in the city were detained. They were like poultry to be slaughtered. They were driven to a corner by armed guards and squatted with their heads in their hands. Spears hung dangerously at the sides of their necks.

Pooh!

These bastards only know how to bully us ordinary people!

I get up early and go to bed late all day just to take care of those acres of farmland. I don't think life is easy. You just barged in without saying a word and put your weapon on our necks. Damn it! I'm so pissed off!

Some people are impatient and have a bad temper. Their lives are already unhappy, and their destitution is made even worse. Now they are risking their lives even though they have done nothing wrong. One big man was so angry that his blood boiled and he stood up to resist.

His eyes were wide open with anger, and he stood up with a snap. With amazing arm strength, he twisted the guard's wrist tightly and tried to snatch the spear away.

Originally, this unexpected attack could have been successful, but these guards came from Suikong, and they were no match for Qingxuan's weaklings who only cared about drinking and having fun. Their strength far exceeded that of ordinary soldiers, and they killed the big man in an instant.

With a "hiss" sound, the spear pierced the big man's throat. He swayed from side to side, and when he fell to the ground, he was still glaring, his eyes like faint ghost fire, and he refused to give in even a single step.

Blood gushed out like a fountain, and warm blood beads splashed on the faces of every citizen. They blinked blankly, and a certain nerve exploded in an instant, and they suddenly let out even more terrified wails.

"Ah ah ah ah ah--"

“Murder, murder!!!”

The guards, like a high wall, had no expression on their faces and waved their spears: “Shut up.”

"Now we start waiting for news from the front line."

The person who spoke had a good temperament. He lowered his eyes and glanced at the people squatting on the ground without any emotion. His lips opened with a cold voice:

"If Yu Zhixu surrenders, I will let you go."

The vicious and cruel feeling, like a poisonous snake spitting out its tongue, made everyone tremble suddenly.

"Otherwise, I will slaughter you all."

"..."

madman! ! !

These people with some power don’t treat us as human beings at all!

Amid the panic, some people forced themselves to remain calm and stood up to comfort everyone. A tall and thin man whispered, "What does this have to do with Prime Minister Zuo? What do you mean by surrendering? But is Qingxuan going to be completely finished?"

Then a woman snorted coldly: "Without Zuo Xiang, there would be no Qing Xuan today. Let's just trust him."

Everything that Zuo Xiang has done since he came to power is beneficial to us.

So, just believe him.

He is always on our side.

This crisis will definitely be resolved.

For a moment, the crowd became strangely quiet, and a heart that had been beating up and down without a place to rest suddenly found a safe haven.

The people’s hearts are with him, which is why Yu Zhixu has the ability to stabilize the country.

Even if he was expelled and wandered, Qingxuan did not dare to let any news leak out. Instead, he immediately found someone to impersonate him.

It was a cloudy sky in Yinchen, but it was a clear sky in Qingxuan.

The people were drooping their heads under the scorching sun. Suddenly, a chill passed by, and the air seemed to be cut apart. With a whoosh, the guard who had just threatened them fell to the ground with a bang, before the astonishment on his face had faded.

Blood bloomed like flowers again. The crowd was stunned and looked down stiffly at the long sword piercing his chest.

"ah."

The man's voice was cheerful and generous, with a gratified laugh: "My aim is still as good as ever."

He was wearing dark red armor and sitting high on horseback, facing the scorching sun, with a jade crown tied high on his head, his eyebrows and eyes were noble and handsome, and his tall and burly figure was as heroic as a god of war.

If not Emperor Chi Zhao, then who else could it be?

Beside him, a man wearing exquisite silver armor, with his silver hair tied up in a bun and his long snow-white eyelashes half-drooped, was sitting on the horse. He slowly took out a feather arrow from the basket on the side of the saddle.

Slender fingers like plum bones pulled the bowstring, tension was fully applied, and the bow was launched, like a white comet with a long tail, claiming lives in the invisible.

"call out--"

Hit the enemy right between the eyebrows.

The two of them entered the enemy camp alone, which made the leader mock them in a different tone: "Emperor Chi Zhao and Marquis Ding Yuan? They are really brave."

He raised his eyebrows in anger: "I think so too."

Actually, they brought soldiers with them, but they dispersed to rescue civilians imprisoned in other places. The two main generals came here alone to seek revenge.

The crowd became restless again.

Whether it is Xuan Yue or Chi Zhao, Qing Xuan can be said to be bad friends.

How could they come to save us?

Amid the whispers, Fury tightened the reins, looking down at the leader with his deep eyes.

"I remember you."

"In the battle of Yuding, you killed quite a few of my personal soldiers."

Violent rage was brewing in his eyes. All those close friends who called him "big brother" and were supposed to follow him to create a prosperous era, died in that battle.

Yu Ding is filled with a lot of pain and anger, regret and tragedy.

Yu Ding, he will avenge his hatred for this life and will kill all his enemies with his own hands.

Arrogant closed his eyelashes lightly, as if he was not going to speak out to stop him, allowing him to vent his long-suppressed anger.

He flew up in anger with a stomp on the horse's back, his black hair fluttering, his eyes like ink, wrapped in endless flames, and slashed across the air with the red broadsword, stirring up a howling milky white cyclone.

Like a soul-claiming Asura from hell, countless corpses fell to the ground as he chopped and stabbed.

To be honest, with his furious strength and temper, these people were not worthy of his death.

Sending him here is like releasing the most terrifying weapon. Just wait, by sunset, all these minions of Shattered Sky will be killed by him.

While he was eliminating the enemy, Ao Wang jumped off his horse and went to evacuate the masses.

"This way."

Everyone finally came back to their senses from their shock. Unlike those officials, they did not consider any political hostility. They only knew that anyone who could save their lives was a good person.

No matter if it’s Xuan Yue’s Marquis Dingyuan or Chi Zhao’s Emperor Chi Zhao, the one who saved their lives is their great benefactor!

They were still frightened and wept with joy, following the banished immortal-like figure to escape danger.

As time went on, Bao Nu's whole body was wet, as if he had just walked out of a pool of blood, and the original color of the sword was almost unrecognizable.

He killed many people.

But my heart was strangely calm.

The revenge for the Battle of Yuding was taken belatedly, but it was finally achieved.

He was young then and was slaughtered, but that time has passed and no one dares to challenge him now.

As the sun set, he stood among the sea of ​​corpses and let out a sigh.

After all these years, this was the first time he felt he was worthy of the title of "Big Brother".

The crimson glow spread across the mountains and bloomed in his eyes, as if the Milky Way had turned upside down and a never-fading white flower had blossomed.

……

While Qingxuan was taking action, Yinchen and Puran were also fighting with the other two heirs.

Helian Shi, who was at a disadvantage, bit his lip dejectedly and suddenly suggested, "I have an idea."

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