King Yan's Canary

He glanced out of the window, the moon was shining brightly, the annoying sunlight in the sky, the sunlight that Xiao Zhen threatened before: "As soon as you go out, you will be burned to death by the sun! You will die so that there is not even a scum left!" has disappeared at this moment gone

What will the outside world look like?

He couldn't help approaching the moonlit window, the two apricot trees were in full bloom, and the moonlight falling on the branches gave off a cool chill, and occasionally night birds would pass by silently, like a beautiful painting.

I really want to go out and have a look.

Wen Ruyu looked at the moon scene outside the window, unconsciously fascinated, and moved closer to the window.

However, when he was about to get close to the window, the golden chains that restrained him had reached their limit, and they were ripped apart by him, almost waking Feng Qing awake.

Wen Ruyu's pretty eyebrows frowned slightly, turned around abruptly, grabbed the gold chains and tugged hard, but they didn't break.

He went back to the bed again and tried to break the lock, but unfortunately, this lock and this kind of gold chain had special ingredients added, which were specially made by Xiao Zhen for him. Although the chain looks golden, it is It was very soft, and the wrists and ankles were carefully wrapped with lambskin to avoid scratching his delicate skin.

He clearly remembered that the key to open this kind of lock was hung on Xiao Zhen's body.

Not on Feng Qing.

What to do then?

He looked around, aiming at the hairpin on Feng Qing's head, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a sweet and coquettish smile.

……

Xiao Zhen was leading troops to suppress the rebellious party. After three years, although his name was not as famous as before, when he appeared, he caused panic among the rebel party.

After all, those outstanding achievements he made were not groundless. Many people had witnessed them with their own eyes, and the rumors became more and more evil. When they heard that he was going to bring troops to the county seat closest to Chang'an City, some small rebel leaders began to waver.

"King Yan Xiao Zhen is coming, it's scary, should we withdraw?"

However, there are still a few arrogant people who are not afraid of death, so they can summon a large number of people, and threaten to say: "There is nothing to be afraid of, everyone, don't forget that King Yan Xiao Zhen raised a corpse as a concubine, no matter how awesome he was before, now It's been three years, and he's probably useless!"

Fearing that those soldiers and crab generals would still be afraid, another man who wanted to be the emperor came forward and said: "Yes, those rumors outside are just a bluff! Don't be afraid, we have a lot of people, and there are not many useful people in the court now." Yes. The soldiers in their hands are also remnants and defeated generals who cannot withstand intimidation, and they are all greedy for life and afraid of death!"

This man's name is Pan Qiankun. He has a blunt face with Chinese characters, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and looks a bit intimidating. He speaks benevolence, righteousness and morality, and he is a bright new dynasty.

"Even if they have the most powerful army in their hands, as long as we are united, we will be able to suppress the heroes with just arrogance! Scaring them to the bum! At that time, the whole world will belong to us!"

Some local hooligans who have never seen the world like him the most, and they booed: "Yes! We didn't grow up vegetarian!"

"Since Xiao Zhen will come to Yan'an City tonight, when the time comes, we will catch him by surprise while the night is dark and the wind is high!"

"Yes, yes, yes! Cut off his head and hang it at the gate of Chang'an City. I still don't believe that Kai Yuxi won't obediently open the door for us!"

"That's right, when the time comes, grandpa wants him to kneel down and lick my shoes!"

"What's the point of licking shoes? I want to fuck the current empress..."

The more they talked, the more mysterious they became, as if victory was right in front of them, smiling and waving to them.

However, they were dead wrong!

At night, those people were dressed in night clothes, carrying swords, and hid beside the city gate. They deliberately kept the city gate ajar, waiting for the three armies led by Xiao Zhen to rush in and kill him by surprise.

They kept watch until midnight.

The city gate was finally opened.

There is no mighty army, only a single person.

The person who came was none other than Zhan Feng holding a red silk gun.

Under the cover of night, the huge gate of the city looked like a giant beast with its bloody mouth wide open. Each man, one horse, one shot, walked slowly in as if to be swallowed.

The single sound of hoofbeats seemed very lonely.

Someone was about to move, and shook the double-handled ax in his hand, "This is the legendary Yan Wang Xiao Zhen? It doesn't look very good! Let grandpa meet him!"

Pan Qiankun was able to lead so many people, so naturally he would not be single-minded, so he waved to him: "Wait a minute, beware of fraud."

After waiting for a while, there was still no movement at the gate of the city.

There were only a few strands of bleak night wind blowing Zhanfeng's clothes, making his slender figure even more lonely.

And his expression was indifferent and relaxed, as if he was just taking advantage of the moonlight to come out for a stroll.

The man holding the double-handled ax finally couldn't bear it anymore, "That kid is too arrogant!"

Saying that, regardless of Pan Qiankun's obstruction, he jumped out directly!

At the same time, he shouted: "Boy, come to Yan'an City in the middle of the night, what's your business?"

He was tall and mighty, with the ax shielding his chest, when he jumped to the ground, it seemed that even the ground shook.

Zhan Feng politely cupped his hands and fisted at him, "I heard that this city has been occupied by rebels, so I wanted to come in and ask if it's true. I don't know Your Excellency..."

His cold eyes glanced at the man with the axe slowly, with a hint of disgust, "Do you know?"

The man with the ax was instantly irritated by his eyes, the double-handled ax turned out a beautiful pattern in his hand, and sneered, "Rebellious army?"

As soon as the ax was retracted, the man's eyes sharpened: "Hmph! Kneel down and call me grandpa. Maybe I will show mercy to your grandpa and accept you as a servant!"

"Oh, that means, you are the rebel army?" Zhan Feng leaned over slightly, and made a movement to see him clearly, his handsome cheek was buried forward, and pressed against the back of the hand pulling the rein, his expression remained the same. It was a polite and indifferent attitude.

The man with the ax exploded in an instant: "So what?"

"Sorry, I'm here to clean you up."

Zhanfeng didn't want to waste time on this kind of person, so he sat up straight again. The red silk spear in his hand hadn't moved yet, but he just lifted the hand holding the rein slightly, and the tree beside the man with the ax seemed to sense it from the air. The leaves rattled and shook.

Immediately afterwards, as if encountering a surprise winter, the new green that had just grown began to wither piece by piece.

The moonlight is too alluring, the leaves are blowing away with the wind, the picture is so beautiful that people dare not look at it.

When he saw it clearly, there were two leaves floating past the eyes of the man with the axe. He was shocked suddenly, and when he reacted and lowered his gaze, one of the leaves had slid over his neck, cutting a gap!

The bright red blood flowed down the gap in an instant. He was shocked and raised his eyes suddenly, wanting to ask: What kind of move is this.

But as soon as he opened his mouth, his breathing line suddenly broke, "Boom!" There was a loud noise, and he fell to the ground.

The blood was sprayed, the shadow of the moon blurred the shadow of the earth where the head flew out, and a lot of dust was thrown up!

Pan Qiankun had never seen such a formidable peerless master before, and was considering whether to retreat, the servant of the man with the ax next to him couldn't hold it anymore!

"Whizzing……"

A group of people drew their swords and shouted: "The boss is dead! Avenge the boss! Brothers, go!"

As a result, the shrimp soldiers and crab generals who didn't see clearly what happened behind also rushed out!

Pan Qiankun was not so stupid, fearing that there might be an ambush, he called on the large army to lie in ambush under the darkness and not act rashly.

Ax Man's subordinates and some small gangs have rushed out!

"kill!!!"

Suddenly, the sound of shouting and killing suddenly broke out, disturbing the originally peaceful night.

The leaves of that tree are still falling.

Many shrimp soldiers and crab generals who rushed out were scratched to death by falling leaves.

They have not yet progressed to Fengfeng's body, a large number of people have been killed and injured, and those who are not dead also fell to the ground and covered their wounds, wailing endlessly.

However, relying on the large number of people, they rushed to Zhan Feng's side, single-handedly standing among the shining swords, which looked particularly eye-catching.

Picking up the red silk spear a little, the red on the tip of the spear is like a flower blooming under the moonlight, following his handsome and clean movements, it is as bright and moving as dancing.

However, there are a lot of them anyway, and Zhanfeng is alone, and will soon bow down.

After Pan Qiankun repeatedly confirmed that he was only alone, he finally led the large army that did not move, lit torches and rushed out, and surrounded Zhanfeng!

Pan Qiankun also rode a tall horse, standing in the crowd with prestige, he raised his eyelids to see the undamaged exhibition style, and began to talk about benevolence and morality: "Brother, I see that you are very skilled, why don't you join my sect, How about overthrowing the pedantic dynasty and restoring peace to the world?"

Zhanfeng Xianxuan smiled.

Hearing this, he couldn't help laughing, "You have to ask our lord if he agrees with this question."

"Your lord?"

Pan Qiankun was startled, "Aren't you Xiao Zhen? Then you are..."

"Hahaha……"

Before Pan Qiankun could say "yes", a series of hearty and heroic laughter came from the wall beside the city gate.

Everyone looked for the source of the sound, and saw a white-haired man in black on a high wall, with his hands behind his waist, a bright moon on his head, and a long smile.

"Who are you?!"

Pan Qiankun was shocked again, and he tightened his grip on the hilt of his sword.

Xiao Zhen stopped laughing, his snow-white long hair was slightly lifted by the night wind, and under the influence of the moonlight, his handsome and sharp features set off like a dark night evildoer.

"Who is this king, do you still need to say it? It is you, who is your name, tell this king, maybe this king is in a good mood, and will leave your whole body."

The clear voice came faintly, as if it was the afterglow falling from the bright moon, bit by bit killing people's hearts.

Not to mention Pan Qiankun, even his horse took a few steps back out of fear.

The horse herd immediately began to stir restlessly.

Pan Qiankun frowned thickly, tightened the reins of the horse, raised his voice while comforting the horse, and pretended to be relaxed and said with a smile: "Hehe, so you are Xiao Zhen? I thought, what do you have? Just a white-haired old man? How do you take care of your face? I heard that you raised a corpse as a concubine? Could it be that you sucked blood from people? Hahaha!"

"Tsk, just like you, you still want to rebel?"

Xiao Zhen felt that talking to him was a waste of time, so he simply waved his hand, and suddenly appeared on the high wall...