Dead, finally dead...
Xu Qi'an slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air. After being highly tense, it brought extreme fatigue, which came from the body and mind.
The successive battles made him in a very bad state, especially in the battle between riding a dragon. At first glance, he looked extremely fierce and simply killed Joan of Arc.
In fact, it is to exchange injuries for injuries, killing one thousand enemies and destroying eight hundred of them.
Joan of Arc's counterattack and the backlash brought by Jade Shaw made Xu Qi'an suffer great trauma.
But it's all worth it, it's worth it.
Xu Qi'an stood on the back of the spiritual dragon, looked at the vast earth, and slowly breathed out.
I completely exhaled the depression that had been squeezed into my heart for this period of time.
After a moment of silence, he tore off a strip of cloth, tied up his long loose hair, tidied up his ragged clothes, and bowed to the northeast.
Duke Wei, go well.
Duke Wei will also be the leader in the next life!
……
Dead, father is dead... The prince stood at the top of the city, staring at the distant sky in a daze.
The past flashed through his mind. The majestic father sat high on the dragon throne, the majestic father scolded loudly, the majestic father was wearing a Taoist robe, and the serious father controlled the court. Such a father who had power for nearly forty years died in the hands of a man, and the prince... shed tears of excitement.
Wang Shoufu was also looking at the old man's face and eyes were extremely complicated, with pleasure, sadness, emotion, sadness...
He looked blankly, but he didn't move for a long time. He probably remembered his career that ended with the emperor's death.
The ministers looked complicated and could not speak for a moment, immersed in the scene where the emperor ended.
Xu Qi'an, he has killed the monarch!
After six hundred years of founding the country, except for Emperor Wuzong's pursuing the ruling side of the emperor, and together with the foolish monarch... The emperor of Dafeng has never been killed.
Yuan Jing, or Joan of Arc, was the first emperor in Dafeng's history to be shot dead in the capital by a man.
Today's events will inevitably leave a brilliant mark in history books. Even if thousands of years have passed, later generations will definitely enjoy this history when they comment on it.
From the 16th year of Yuanjing to the 37th year of Yuanjing, there will inevitably be Wei Yuan's sacrifice and the destruction of 80,000 soldiers.
In the history of Dafeng, the emperor who was addicted to practicing Taoism was finally killed by ordinary men Xu Qi'an.
When the emperor was filled with emotion, he suddenly heard a burst of crying.
Looking in the sound, I saw the censor Zhang Xingying holding the wall, crying with tears in his eyes.
Former Wei Party members, each of them had tears in their eyes, either lowering their heads to wipe, or holding their heads up to prevent the tears from flowing down.
After a moment, including Zhang Xingying who was crying with disobedience, these Wei Party members who held great power made a bold move in front of various parties.
They tidied up their clothes, bowed to the northeast, and then turned around and bowed to the person in the sky, but they couldn't get up for a long time.
……
At this moment, on the other end of the imperial city, Huaiqing stood in the wind, and plain dresses fluttered.
The wind lifted her hair and gently stroked her beautiful face. The eldest daughter easily opened her clenched fists and breathed a sigh of relief in her heart.
He never disappointed her, brave, domineering, wise, and omnipotent... Although there were twists and turns in this battle, there were some worries, such as when Zhenguo Sword took off.
But Huaiqing still doesn't think Xu Qi'an will lose because he has never lost.
This is a strange man, and even she has to admire and respect the strange man.
Huaiqing lifted up her dancing hair and hung it behind her ears. Unlike the prince who left tears of touching tears, she was also heavy while she was excited and sighing.
The death of Joan of Arc is just the beginning, and the subsequent aftermath is the top priority.
This is mainly divided into two aspects: one, the explanation of the entire Central Plains.
These include the people of each state, government officials from all over the country, military forces from all over the country, and people from all over the world.
For the people, the core thing that needs to be considered is the word "people's heart". Whether it is open to public or concealed will lead to a situation where the people's hearts are lost.
The same is true for the army. In a sense, stabilizing the morale of the army is more important than stabilizing the hearts of the people, especially the soldiers in the northern border and the northeastern prefectures.
This group of people is the easiest to mutiny.
If Xu Qi'an was defeated in this battle, then more than 10,000 soldiers from Guanzhong in Yuyang would inevitably rebel.
Governments in various places need to be appeased and cannot make them feel panic in this matter. In this way, they can help stabilize the hearts of the people and prevent the Jianghu organizations from taking the opportunity to cause trouble.
The second aspect is the new king.
For the current capital, what is crucial now is the new king ascends the throne.
The new monarch ascends the throne is the prerequisite for all. Only when the new monarch ascends the throne can all parties be stabilized.If the great Feng group had no leader, coupled with what Emperor Joan of Arc did, the Central Plains would be in chaos.
The prince finally made it through.
Huai Qing looked at the city gate from afar and looked at the small group of people in black. Her smile seemed strange, as if she was mocking and disdainful.
……
The Dog Emperor is finally dead!!
Li Miaozhen clenched her fists, excited and excited, wishing she could whistle three points to express her inner joy.
But at the same time, she felt a little sad. The dog emperor died and her youth was over.
The Saint of Tianzong went down the mountain and traveled around the world. In the past two years, her catchphrase was:
Sooner or later, the dog emperor will be stabbed to death.
Now two years have passed quickly, and the dog emperor died. She suddenly felt a sense of melancholy about the change of things, as if a journey of life had come to an end.
Chu Yuanzhen didn't say anything, and he was already in tears.
Ten years of scholarly enthusiasm has finally smoothed the depression in my chest.
Hengyuan folded his hands together, lowered his head slightly, and said silently, as if he was recalling his junior brother whom he had raised.
My father would definitely be very happy to know that Emperor Dafeng was killed and would think about fighting.
Lina said: He likes war very much, saying that the women in Dafeng are the best, the clothes are the best, the house is the best, and everything is the best.Take everything.
Lina's father is a sensible person, but the way of being sensible is something wrong.
I highly recommend Dafeng culture and everything, so I have to grab everything.
……
Waste, waste, waste!
The head of the Earth Sect with its footsteps on the black lotus, roaring at the top of its lungs:
Joan of Arc is a waste. After practicing for forty years, he has practiced all of it to the cat.He was killed by a kid who had practiced martial arts for less than a year.
He was a little furious.
Emperor Joan of Arc entrusted him to take action to restrain Luo Yuheng. After the reward was accomplished, he helped him deal with Jinlian.
Black Lotus has longed for the completeness of the soul for many years. He lost to Luo Yuheng today, and his strength is not enough.Everyone is almost the peak of the Tribulation Period, and no one is weaker than anyone else.
But his soul is incomplete, and the most powerful method of the Taoist sect is the soul domain.
He is now severely injured by Luo Yuheng. It would be worth it if Joan of Arc won.
As a result, the chicken was stealing and the rice was lost.
The in-situ explosion of the Dao Qi of the Dizong Sect.
Luo Yuheng, who has a straight breast and a thin waist and a beautiful appearance, shook his sword and said: I have only been practicing Taoism for thirty-four years, uncle~
Black Lotus's expression froze. Luo Yuheng was a generation younger than him, but the current situation was that he was being beaten by Luo Yuheng.
As soon as he scolded Emperor Joan of Arc on the body of the practice cat, Luo Yuheng turned his head and slapped him in the face.
The next moment, he roared as if an angry lion was irritated:
You are less proud, you are less proud, your breath is boiling now, like a surging tide, and the karma fire that has settled underneath will immediately occur. I see how you can escape this disaster.
Luo Yuheng lived in seclusion in the capital for many years and never fought with others. At most, he would manipulate his clone to appear instead of his original body.
This is because she needs to rely on her cultivation to suppress the fire of karma.
Now she has taken all her strength, and the karma fire that has been firmly suppressed in the past will definitely backfire.
After cursing the black lotus, he was stunned for a moment. He saw Luo Yuheng smile.
She turned her head slightly and looked at the direction of the capital.
That guy is now in the third grade and has killed Joan of Arc again. Whether it is cultivation or spirit, it is enough to match her.
……
Stargazing Tower.
Saren Agu stood at the edge of the Bagua Platform, squinted his eyes, and looked at the proud figure standing in the sky. He breathed a sigh of relief and said:
It turns out that half of Dafeng’s luck is in him. Is this your plan?
The supervisor stood with his hands behind his back, and said lightly:
That's right.
Joan of Arc thought that he was lucky, so I would not move him, nor could I move him.Indeed, for warlocks, regicide is a foundation of self-destruction. The higher the level, the greater the backlash.
Whether it is a foolish monarch or a tyrant, as long as you sit on the dragon throne one day, you will be the king of a country one day.For other high-level practitioners, the luck of the emperor in the world is to be brought to life and the cause and effect of the king is plagued by the cause and effect. It is not a forced force, and no one is willing to compete with him.
Joan of Arc was full of confidence and thought that everything was under control, but he forgot that practitioners above the third grade were unwilling to compete with him, but I could cultivate someone who was willing to compete with him.
The soldiers who cross the river have no way to retreat, but they can kill the lord.He finally realized this "meaning", and it is not in vain that I give it from many sources.
Saren Agu narrowed his eyes and said: So, Wei Yuan’s death is also in your plan?
The supervisor poked his hand, grabbed it into the void, grabbed the wine glass, took a sip of the mellow wine, and said leisurely:
Wei Yuan is asking for death himself, what do you have to do with me? I have just calculated this step and then made arrangements in advance based on what will happen in the future.
Saren Agu let out a breath: Does Wei Yuan know?
The surveillance nodded and laughed:
He analyzed it, otherwise, why did the blood pill be left behind?He was able to seal the witch god without worries because he expected Joan of Arc to die.
As he said that, the supervisor looked into the distance and sighed: He even calculated that step, which is indeed something I did not expect.
Saren Agu frowned, he didn't understand the meaning of the sentence surveillance.
The supervisor smiled and said: Don’t think about it. The secret of heaven has been blocked, and it has nothing to do with you. You, the great wizard, cannot divine anything.
With the fall of Emperor Joan of Arc, the competition between the two first-class masters slowed down. The supervisor did not take the opportunity to beat the fallen dog. Although this was his home court, he wanted to kill a great wizard who had lived for thousands of years.
The price will be the land of the capital, which will be turned into wasteland.
There is no need for that.
Saren Agu frowned and pondered: Have you blocked the secrets of heaven for him?
He refers to Xu Qi'an.
The supervisor asked: Why do you ask that?
Saren Agu said calmly: Before coming to the capital, I have dug a hexagram. Joan of Arc's hexagram is a good and bad luck, which means he will face a great disaster in life and death.But I also wrote a fortune for Xu Qi'an. Guess what the fortune is like?
The supervisor was silent.
Saren Agu smiled strangely: A sign of evil!
……
Yunlu Academy.
With the help of the academy students, Uncle Xu Er carried the heavy salutes one by one onto the carriage.
There are antique calligraphy and paintings, bedding and clothes, daily necessities, and there are numerous quantities.
The Xu family planned to move to Jianzhou to settle down, away from the capital, a place of right and wrong.
After getting up this morning, the family lost their smiles and felt heavy.For the second uncle and aunt, the only thing that is gratifying is that Xu Erlang will also go to Jianzhou.
This is very good, the family doesn't have to be separated.
As for Dalang, the couple deliberately did not mention it.
Xu Erlang's mentor Zhang Shen was responsible for sending the Xu family to Jianzhou.
The journey to Jianzhou is long and the female family of the Xu family is as beautiful as a flower. Although Xu Pingzhi is a seventh-rank martial artist, he is also a good player in the world of God Refining Realm.
But if you encounter an organized and large-scale bandit, Xu Pingzhi may not be able to protect his wife and daughter in time.
After all, martial artists are vulgar and not fancy enough. They are capable of killing people, so they can’t protect people.
A carriage, two flatbed carriages, two horses, ready.
Uncle Xu Er sat on the horse's back and bowed: Thank you, Mr., for seeing him off.
Zhang Shen nodded with a smile.
He was about to say something, but suddenly he saw Uncle Xu covering his head, his face was full of pain, his body tilted and he fell from the horse's back.
Zhang Shen was shocked and quickly jumped off the carriage and leaned over to check.
master!!
The aunt screamed, carried the hem of the skirt, jumped off the carriage, and was about to pounce on her husband, but suddenly stopped.
My aunt raised her hands and hugged her head, feeling her brain thrusts and hurts.
Dad, mom?
Xu Lingyue was shocked, at a loss, and her beautiful face was full of fear.
daughter!
He grabbed Xu Lingyin two times and saw his mother looking in pain, he jumped out of the car and rushed towards his aunt.
My aunt groaned and fainted.
Mom is dead, mom is dead...
Xu Lingyin cried loudly.
At this time, Uncle Xu recovered from his split headache. He gasped, his face turned pale as paper, and murmured:
No, no, no...
Zhang Shen frowned, glanced at his unconscious aunt, then looked at Uncle Xu Er, and tentatively said: Mr. Xu, are you?
Uncle Xu ignored him at all, and even looked at his unconscious wife. He jumped onto the back of the horse, twitched the whip, and left.
Zhang Shen stared blankly at his back as he left, and his mind was Xu Pingzhi's expression when he left, both cruel and sad, both sad and desperate.
……
Capital city.
In the sky, Xu Qi'an was about to control the spiritual dragon and return to the city. The next moment, the world in front of him suddenly lost its color.
Just like the picture on a black and white TV.
The five senses are blinded, and the warrior's intuition about danger is blinded. This state returns to normal in less than a second.
Xu Qian slowly lowered his head and saw a golden nail piercing his chest.
The surface of the nail is engraved with Buddhist scriptures. It can easily penetrate the body of the Vajra magic and the dark skin.
Uh AhAh...
He heard the painful roar, unable to tell whether it was his own voice or Shenshu's voice.
Don't shout, this is the first one.
A gentle voice came, and the warlock in white appeared in front of Xu Qi'an, with eight golden nails clamped on his fingertips.
The white-clothed warlock twisted a nail and slapped Xu Qi'an's head.
puff!
Nails pierce the Baihui point.
Shen Shu's scream stopped, and his dark skin returned to normal skin color, and the light of the Vajra Divine Art collapsed.
Xu Qi'an's breath dropped sharply, becoming like an ordinary person.
Xu Qi'an slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air. After being highly tense, it brought extreme fatigue, which came from the body and mind.
The successive battles made him in a very bad state, especially in the battle between riding a dragon. At first glance, he looked extremely fierce and simply killed Joan of Arc.
In fact, it is to exchange injuries for injuries, killing one thousand enemies and destroying eight hundred of them.
Joan of Arc's counterattack and the backlash brought by Jade Shaw made Xu Qi'an suffer great trauma.
But it's all worth it, it's worth it.
Xu Qi'an stood on the back of the spiritual dragon, looked at the vast earth, and slowly breathed out.
I completely exhaled the depression that had been squeezed into my heart for this period of time.
After a moment of silence, he tore off a strip of cloth, tied up his long loose hair, tidied up his ragged clothes, and bowed to the northeast.
Duke Wei, go well.
Duke Wei will also be the leader in the next life!
……
Dead, father is dead... The prince stood at the top of the city, staring at the distant sky in a daze.
The past flashed through his mind. The majestic father sat high on the dragon throne, the majestic father scolded loudly, the majestic father was wearing a Taoist robe, and the serious father controlled the court. Such a father who had power for nearly forty years died in the hands of a man, and the prince... shed tears of excitement.
Wang Shoufu was also looking at the old man's face and eyes were extremely complicated, with pleasure, sadness, emotion, sadness...
He looked blankly, but he didn't move for a long time. He probably remembered his career that ended with the emperor's death.
The ministers looked complicated and could not speak for a moment, immersed in the scene where the emperor ended.
Xu Qi'an, he has killed the monarch!
After six hundred years of founding the country, except for Emperor Wuzong's pursuing the ruling side of the emperor, and together with the foolish monarch... The emperor of Dafeng has never been killed.
Yuan Jing, or Joan of Arc, was the first emperor in Dafeng's history to be shot dead in the capital by a man.
Today's events will inevitably leave a brilliant mark in history books. Even if thousands of years have passed, later generations will definitely enjoy this history when they comment on it.
From the 16th year of Yuanjing to the 37th year of Yuanjing, there will inevitably be Wei Yuan's sacrifice and the destruction of 80,000 soldiers.
In the history of Dafeng, the emperor who was addicted to practicing Taoism was finally killed by ordinary men Xu Qi'an.
When the emperor was filled with emotion, he suddenly heard a burst of crying.
Looking in the sound, I saw the censor Zhang Xingying holding the wall, crying with tears in his eyes.
Former Wei Party members, each of them had tears in their eyes, either lowering their heads to wipe, or holding their heads up to prevent the tears from flowing down.
After a moment, including Zhang Xingying who was crying with disobedience, these Wei Party members who held great power made a bold move in front of various parties.
They tidied up their clothes, bowed to the northeast, and then turned around and bowed to the person in the sky, but they couldn't get up for a long time.
……
At this moment, on the other end of the imperial city, Huaiqing stood in the wind, and plain dresses fluttered.
The wind lifted her hair and gently stroked her beautiful face. The eldest daughter easily opened her clenched fists and breathed a sigh of relief in her heart.
He never disappointed her, brave, domineering, wise, and omnipotent... Although there were twists and turns in this battle, there were some worries, such as when Zhenguo Sword took off.
But Huaiqing still doesn't think Xu Qi'an will lose because he has never lost.
This is a strange man, and even she has to admire and respect the strange man.
Huaiqing lifted up her dancing hair and hung it behind her ears. Unlike the prince who left tears of touching tears, she was also heavy while she was excited and sighing.
The death of Joan of Arc is just the beginning, and the subsequent aftermath is the top priority.
This is mainly divided into two aspects: one, the explanation of the entire Central Plains.
These include the people of each state, government officials from all over the country, military forces from all over the country, and people from all over the world.
For the people, the core thing that needs to be considered is the word "people's heart". Whether it is open to public or concealed will lead to a situation where the people's hearts are lost.
The same is true for the army. In a sense, stabilizing the morale of the army is more important than stabilizing the hearts of the people, especially the soldiers in the northern border and the northeastern prefectures.
This group of people is the easiest to mutiny.
If Xu Qi'an was defeated in this battle, then more than 10,000 soldiers from Guanzhong in Yuyang would inevitably rebel.
Governments in various places need to be appeased and cannot make them feel panic in this matter. In this way, they can help stabilize the hearts of the people and prevent the Jianghu organizations from taking the opportunity to cause trouble.
The second aspect is the new king.
For the current capital, what is crucial now is the new king ascends the throne.
The new monarch ascends the throne is the prerequisite for all. Only when the new monarch ascends the throne can all parties be stabilized.If the great Feng group had no leader, coupled with what Emperor Joan of Arc did, the Central Plains would be in chaos.
The prince finally made it through.
Huai Qing looked at the city gate from afar and looked at the small group of people in black. Her smile seemed strange, as if she was mocking and disdainful.
……
The Dog Emperor is finally dead!!
Li Miaozhen clenched her fists, excited and excited, wishing she could whistle three points to express her inner joy.
But at the same time, she felt a little sad. The dog emperor died and her youth was over.
The Saint of Tianzong went down the mountain and traveled around the world. In the past two years, her catchphrase was:
Sooner or later, the dog emperor will be stabbed to death.
Now two years have passed quickly, and the dog emperor died. She suddenly felt a sense of melancholy about the change of things, as if a journey of life had come to an end.
Chu Yuanzhen didn't say anything, and he was already in tears.
Ten years of scholarly enthusiasm has finally smoothed the depression in my chest.
Hengyuan folded his hands together, lowered his head slightly, and said silently, as if he was recalling his junior brother whom he had raised.
My father would definitely be very happy to know that Emperor Dafeng was killed and would think about fighting.
Lina said: He likes war very much, saying that the women in Dafeng are the best, the clothes are the best, the house is the best, and everything is the best.Take everything.
Lina's father is a sensible person, but the way of being sensible is something wrong.
I highly recommend Dafeng culture and everything, so I have to grab everything.
……
Waste, waste, waste!
The head of the Earth Sect with its footsteps on the black lotus, roaring at the top of its lungs:
Joan of Arc is a waste. After practicing for forty years, he has practiced all of it to the cat.He was killed by a kid who had practiced martial arts for less than a year.
He was a little furious.
Emperor Joan of Arc entrusted him to take action to restrain Luo Yuheng. After the reward was accomplished, he helped him deal with Jinlian.
Black Lotus has longed for the completeness of the soul for many years. He lost to Luo Yuheng today, and his strength is not enough.Everyone is almost the peak of the Tribulation Period, and no one is weaker than anyone else.
But his soul is incomplete, and the most powerful method of the Taoist sect is the soul domain.
He is now severely injured by Luo Yuheng. It would be worth it if Joan of Arc won.
As a result, the chicken was stealing and the rice was lost.
The in-situ explosion of the Dao Qi of the Dizong Sect.
Luo Yuheng, who has a straight breast and a thin waist and a beautiful appearance, shook his sword and said: I have only been practicing Taoism for thirty-four years, uncle~
Black Lotus's expression froze. Luo Yuheng was a generation younger than him, but the current situation was that he was being beaten by Luo Yuheng.
As soon as he scolded Emperor Joan of Arc on the body of the practice cat, Luo Yuheng turned his head and slapped him in the face.
The next moment, he roared as if an angry lion was irritated:
You are less proud, you are less proud, your breath is boiling now, like a surging tide, and the karma fire that has settled underneath will immediately occur. I see how you can escape this disaster.
Luo Yuheng lived in seclusion in the capital for many years and never fought with others. At most, he would manipulate his clone to appear instead of his original body.
This is because she needs to rely on her cultivation to suppress the fire of karma.
Now she has taken all her strength, and the karma fire that has been firmly suppressed in the past will definitely backfire.
After cursing the black lotus, he was stunned for a moment. He saw Luo Yuheng smile.
She turned her head slightly and looked at the direction of the capital.
That guy is now in the third grade and has killed Joan of Arc again. Whether it is cultivation or spirit, it is enough to match her.
……
Stargazing Tower.
Saren Agu stood at the edge of the Bagua Platform, squinted his eyes, and looked at the proud figure standing in the sky. He breathed a sigh of relief and said:
It turns out that half of Dafeng’s luck is in him. Is this your plan?
The supervisor stood with his hands behind his back, and said lightly:
That's right.
Joan of Arc thought that he was lucky, so I would not move him, nor could I move him.Indeed, for warlocks, regicide is a foundation of self-destruction. The higher the level, the greater the backlash.
Whether it is a foolish monarch or a tyrant, as long as you sit on the dragon throne one day, you will be the king of a country one day.For other high-level practitioners, the luck of the emperor in the world is to be brought to life and the cause and effect of the king is plagued by the cause and effect. It is not a forced force, and no one is willing to compete with him.
Joan of Arc was full of confidence and thought that everything was under control, but he forgot that practitioners above the third grade were unwilling to compete with him, but I could cultivate someone who was willing to compete with him.
The soldiers who cross the river have no way to retreat, but they can kill the lord.He finally realized this "meaning", and it is not in vain that I give it from many sources.
Saren Agu narrowed his eyes and said: So, Wei Yuan’s death is also in your plan?
The supervisor poked his hand, grabbed it into the void, grabbed the wine glass, took a sip of the mellow wine, and said leisurely:
Wei Yuan is asking for death himself, what do you have to do with me? I have just calculated this step and then made arrangements in advance based on what will happen in the future.
Saren Agu let out a breath: Does Wei Yuan know?
The surveillance nodded and laughed:
He analyzed it, otherwise, why did the blood pill be left behind?He was able to seal the witch god without worries because he expected Joan of Arc to die.
As he said that, the supervisor looked into the distance and sighed: He even calculated that step, which is indeed something I did not expect.
Saren Agu frowned, he didn't understand the meaning of the sentence surveillance.
The supervisor smiled and said: Don’t think about it. The secret of heaven has been blocked, and it has nothing to do with you. You, the great wizard, cannot divine anything.
With the fall of Emperor Joan of Arc, the competition between the two first-class masters slowed down. The supervisor did not take the opportunity to beat the fallen dog. Although this was his home court, he wanted to kill a great wizard who had lived for thousands of years.
The price will be the land of the capital, which will be turned into wasteland.
There is no need for that.
Saren Agu frowned and pondered: Have you blocked the secrets of heaven for him?
He refers to Xu Qi'an.
The supervisor asked: Why do you ask that?
Saren Agu said calmly: Before coming to the capital, I have dug a hexagram. Joan of Arc's hexagram is a good and bad luck, which means he will face a great disaster in life and death.But I also wrote a fortune for Xu Qi'an. Guess what the fortune is like?
The supervisor was silent.
Saren Agu smiled strangely: A sign of evil!
……
Yunlu Academy.
With the help of the academy students, Uncle Xu Er carried the heavy salutes one by one onto the carriage.
There are antique calligraphy and paintings, bedding and clothes, daily necessities, and there are numerous quantities.
The Xu family planned to move to Jianzhou to settle down, away from the capital, a place of right and wrong.
After getting up this morning, the family lost their smiles and felt heavy.For the second uncle and aunt, the only thing that is gratifying is that Xu Erlang will also go to Jianzhou.
This is very good, the family doesn't have to be separated.
As for Dalang, the couple deliberately did not mention it.
Xu Erlang's mentor Zhang Shen was responsible for sending the Xu family to Jianzhou.
The journey to Jianzhou is long and the female family of the Xu family is as beautiful as a flower. Although Xu Pingzhi is a seventh-rank martial artist, he is also a good player in the world of God Refining Realm.
But if you encounter an organized and large-scale bandit, Xu Pingzhi may not be able to protect his wife and daughter in time.
After all, martial artists are vulgar and not fancy enough. They are capable of killing people, so they can’t protect people.
A carriage, two flatbed carriages, two horses, ready.
Uncle Xu Er sat on the horse's back and bowed: Thank you, Mr., for seeing him off.
Zhang Shen nodded with a smile.
He was about to say something, but suddenly he saw Uncle Xu covering his head, his face was full of pain, his body tilted and he fell from the horse's back.
Zhang Shen was shocked and quickly jumped off the carriage and leaned over to check.
master!!
The aunt screamed, carried the hem of the skirt, jumped off the carriage, and was about to pounce on her husband, but suddenly stopped.
My aunt raised her hands and hugged her head, feeling her brain thrusts and hurts.
Dad, mom?
Xu Lingyue was shocked, at a loss, and her beautiful face was full of fear.
daughter!
He grabbed Xu Lingyin two times and saw his mother looking in pain, he jumped out of the car and rushed towards his aunt.
My aunt groaned and fainted.
Mom is dead, mom is dead...
Xu Lingyin cried loudly.
At this time, Uncle Xu recovered from his split headache. He gasped, his face turned pale as paper, and murmured:
No, no, no...
Zhang Shen frowned, glanced at his unconscious aunt, then looked at Uncle Xu Er, and tentatively said: Mr. Xu, are you?
Uncle Xu ignored him at all, and even looked at his unconscious wife. He jumped onto the back of the horse, twitched the whip, and left.
Zhang Shen stared blankly at his back as he left, and his mind was Xu Pingzhi's expression when he left, both cruel and sad, both sad and desperate.
……
Capital city.
In the sky, Xu Qi'an was about to control the spiritual dragon and return to the city. The next moment, the world in front of him suddenly lost its color.
Just like the picture on a black and white TV.
The five senses are blinded, and the warrior's intuition about danger is blinded. This state returns to normal in less than a second.
Xu Qian slowly lowered his head and saw a golden nail piercing his chest.
The surface of the nail is engraved with Buddhist scriptures. It can easily penetrate the body of the Vajra magic and the dark skin.
Uh AhAh...
He heard the painful roar, unable to tell whether it was his own voice or Shenshu's voice.
Don't shout, this is the first one.
A gentle voice came, and the warlock in white appeared in front of Xu Qi'an, with eight golden nails clamped on his fingertips.
The white-clothed warlock twisted a nail and slapped Xu Qi'an's head.
puff!
Nails pierce the Baihui point.
Shen Shu's scream stopped, and his dark skin returned to normal skin color, and the light of the Vajra Divine Art collapsed.
Xu Qi'an's breath dropped sharply, becoming like an ordinary person.
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