The heavy rain shone blue in each pair of eyes.
Jing Hengbo stood on the porch, watching the guards moving quickly, watching Menghu running in the rain, and seeing a side wall outside, suddenly the bricks moved, opening countless small holes, a crossbow arrow was pushed out quickly, and a group of archers stood up. After that, calmly tune the strings.
Her eyes were also shining, burning like a fire. The blood in the whole body seemed to be ignited at the moment of preparing for battle in this cold rainy dawn.
"Are you going to fight?" she asked excitedly.
Gong Yin stood beside her, the white cloak that was soaked by the rain just now, now the water was flowing down the veins of the clothes, and it was dry in a moment.
He looked at her a little strangely.
This woman is a **** again.
She was in danger just now, and she was yelling, and now a life-and-death fight is imminent, and the opponent's target must be her, and she is still laughing.
"You go into the hall, it's none of your business."
"Don't go, someone just died inside, and I'm feeling terrified."
He was a bit ironic, more people would die soon, but she wasn't afraid anymore.
"Sang Tong jumped over the wall in a hurry, so he must be desperate." He said calmly, "Her Sang family can stand in Dige for hundreds of years, naturally it can't just rely on a tower that can't be struck by lightning."
"What else? It won't be AK47." Jing Hengbo pouted.
Gong Yin rarely looked serious, and didn't answer her. I don't bother to ask her what AK47 is, anyway, she always talks about weird things.
Meng Hu came over and explained: "Your Majesty, don't be too careless. The Sang family has a secret weapon passed down from generation to generation. It is very fierce and very precious. It is said that it was only used twice. The first time was when the Fushui Department made trouble in Dige in the early years of the founding of the country. Recently, when they were forced into the palace, the ancestors of the Sang family used the heavenly killing weapon on the high tower, and killed King Fushui thirty feet away. The emperor's song was determined in one fell swoop. Once in the first five generations, the Sang family met a powerful opponent competing for priests , the other side is powerful and possesses unique skills, and was highly valued by the state teacher who monopolized the power at that time. He even persuaded the state teacher to amend the relevant laws, intending to deprive the Sang family of the right to inherit the priesthood for generations. On the eve of the passing of the decree, the Sang family The head of the family at that time, armed with a heavenly killing weapon, broke into the opponent's house in one fell swoop. After a loud noise, the **** who claimed to be invulnerable to fire and water, died on the spot."
Jing Hengbo's expression became weirder the more he listened.
Why does this description sound so familiar, it can't really be... right?
The ancestors of the Sang family would use lightning rods to deceive people, so there is no guarantee that there will be no such thing.
But if there is such a thing, it means that before her, there was a time-traveling person in Dahuang, but didn't the time-traveling person have the golden finger in the legend? Why hasn't there been any change in the state and productivity of the Great Wilderness regime?
Wait, the ancestors of the Sang family also fought side by side with the founding queen of the Great Wilderness, and laid the foundation for the Sang family for hundreds of years at the beginning of the founding of the country. How can it be said that they have no achievements?
"The ancestor of the Sang family seems to be a great man," she asked, "what other great achievements have they made?"
"The ancestor of the Sang family died early, and it is said that he was poisoned by his sister." Meng Hu said, "It is not uncommon for big families to fight for power and profit."
It turned out to be an unlucky egg with soy sauce.
But if that's the case, it's still a little troublesome. Things that exceed the current productivity are often more deterrent than lethal.
Once the Sang family is driven into a hurry and once again demonstrates the power of some kind of "artifact", I am afraid that the lack of prestige caused by the collapse of the priest's tower will be made up for by the Sang family again.
What's more...Jing Hengbo looked ahead, there were already guards coming to report to Gong Yin, and the important officials came at night and asked to enter the palace one after another.
Gong Yin's expression was indifferent: "Everyone stands in the way and tells them that there is nothing wrong in the palace, so don't disturb them at night, please go back."
Jing Hengbo looked sideways at Gong Yin's ice sculpture-like profile, his black brows were calm, but there was a murderous look on his face.
It seems that the killing tonight will definitely be resolved in the palace.
Just as Sang Tong made up his mind, Gong Yin also made up his mind.
Jing Hengbo knew that Gong Yin, as the real ruler of the Great Wilderness, put the stability of the Great Wilderness at the top of his list at all times, and that the Sang family, a big family with such an intertwined influence that could shake Dige's stability, would not be willing to resolve it in the most drastic way. It may be easy to kill today, but the counterattack of the Sang family and its followers in the future will definitely disrupt the government.
On the other side of the Sang family and the Xuanyuan family, there is Yeluqi, who is more powerful and has been eyeing him. He was trapped in the Zhaoming Office, and he could find out that Gong Yin's situation was different, and he almost killed him as soon as he made a move. Once the government is in chaos, how can he not fish in troubled waters?
Gong Yin will not fail to think of these things. He did this because of... her?
Jing Hengbo's eyes rolled, and the corners of his lips curved slightly.
As soon as Gong Yin turned her head, she saw that the water vapor was like smoke. She smiled in the smoke, which was different from her usual bright and flamboyant laugh, but more reserved and quiet. It was a crystal orchid blooming in the hazy morning mist.
The beauty that can be viewed from a distance without giving up destruction.
He was distracted for a moment, forgot to say what to say, only saw her lips opening and closing, as if she was talking, he was taken aback for a moment before he said: "What?"
Jing Hengbo looked at him in surprise, not understanding why this guy suddenly appeared absent-minded, she thought he would always be a dragon eagle in the sky, with burning eyes.
"I said let them in."
Gong Yin suddenly looked back at her.
"You know what you're talking about?"
"I know that the Sang family will definitely use that so-called divine weapon tonight." Jing Hengbo smiled indifferently, "Just in time, let the big wild men witness the destruction of the last so-called divine weapon that the Sang family could rely on."
Gong Yin looked at her deeply, wanting to see the absurdity of her words from her ever-smiling eyes.
Jing Hengbo didn't straighten his face, but looked at him with a charming smile, raised his eyebrows, and revealed a somewhat hidden insolent arc.
Gong Yin turned his head.
"My lords, please enter the palace."
"My lords, please enter the palace—" the servant's sharp voice pierced through the rain curtain and many palace gates.
Jing Hengbo smiled, she thought it would take a lot of talking, after all, if the ministers were allowed to enter the palace, the situation might change. With Gong Yin's stability, she thought he would not agree.
"Xiao Yinyin is so kind," she pounced on him, hugging him and shaking her arms, "I like people who trust me the most."
Gong Yin shook her body, stretched out her hand to hold down her restless wolf claws, trying to tear her off her arm. When she lowered her head, she saw her smiling lips, the slightly raised arc, which was as bright as a rainbow.
From his angle, you can see a lot, such as the smooth neck line, the delicate collarbone, and the slightest bit of white skin...
And the palm covering the back of her hand can clearly feel the warmth and moistness of the skin...
His heart trembled, and then there was a slight stabbing pain. If the ice needles pierced his lungs densely, he immediately turned his eyes away, and pulled her hand away resolutely but gently.
"Have you figured out what to do?"
"Thought it out."
"Um?"
"God blocks and kills gods, magic blocks and kills demons." She winked, "Sacred weapon? How can mortals hold a divine weapon? After so many years, it should be scrapped."
He hooked his lips into a smile, for her arrogance and murderousness hidden in her bones.
She is growing so fast, if there is no accident, there will be her red dress sweeping the wind and clouds on the altar of the Great Wilderness in the future.
Looking back at the important ministers rushing over under the rain curtain, and looking at the faces with deep thoughts and unclear meanings, his smile was slightly suppressed, and his heart sank slightly.
In the other direction, there was the sound of rapid horseshoes, which shocked the silent palace.
The sound of horseshoes was heavy, hitting the rain-splashed ground, and the entire ground of the palace seemed to vibrate slightly.
Gong Yin's face was also cold and serious, this peaceful palace road, horses are not allowed to run without special permission, now Sang Tong is really crazy, even driving these guards under him, the horses run together.
The sound of hoofbeats is rapid, but in an instant,
The important ministers who rushed over stared dumbfounded at a large group of guards wearing red priest's guard uniforms, riding heavy armored iron horses, splashing countless puddles, rolling across the palace road like a cloud of fire, the front couldn't dodge in time,
Menghu Yuchun looked angry, "My lord! How dare they run horses in the palace! Please allow me to shoot them with a crossbow!"
Gong Yin waved his hand.
On the other side, Jing Hengbo grabbed Zirui, and hurriedly said: "Find me a heart armor..." Turning his head, he saw Meng Hu flying up. He was in mid-air, and was about to issue an order to the archer under the wall.
She yelled in shock: "Don't fly up..."
But it was too late.
"boom."
There was a loud noise, very penetrating, almost resounding through the palace, a large swath of rain was shaken away by the sound wave, and splashed on the faces of the important ministers who came rushing, and those who rushed to the front were heard by the sound. Startled by the explosion, he staggered and fell limp in the rain.
The loud noise was just one sound, but it seemed to be many sounds, continuous, the palace trembled amidst the sound waves, and Meng Hu's body trembled in mid-air, and almost instantly, everyone saw blood flowers bursting in mid-air.
The rain curtain was dyed red, and then fell violently.
Everyone's hearts were beating like drums, and they looked up in amazement, and saw the knight in the front standing on the horse at some point, holding something covered in black cloth with both hands, and raised his hand slightly. , that man's eyes are as cold as an eagle's.
"The Artifact is out—" some veterans shouted uncontrollably, and some of them bowed down in the pouring rain.
With a flash of white shadow, Gong Yin was already in mid-air, he caught Meng Hu with one hand, he seemed to be really angry at last, a silver light flashed on his sleeve, the sharp sound in the air continued, and the rain was cut off in an instant , a transparent vacuum appeared, and the silver light flashed along the path of the vacuum, and went straight to the shooting knight.
The knight raised his gun subconsciously, but he was already a step too slow. The next moment he fell off his horse, the blood hole in his chest was bigger than the one on Meng Hu's shoulder.
The "artifact" covered with black cloth also fell to the horse with him, a pair of bare hands grabbed the thing, the owner of the hand, Sang Qiao, turned over, and had replaced the knight just now, standing on the horse, the "artifact" in her hand shook slightly. Lift it up and aim at Gong Yin.
Heavy rain.
Everyone in the rain screen was indistinct.
The rain was pouring and continuous, but the atmosphere was so tense that it seemed to be broken at the slightest pull.
At this time Gong Yin catches Meng Hu and is looking down at his injury.
Sang Qiao put her finger on the trigger, but there was a trace of hesitation.
She didn't expect Gong Yin to let important ministers into the palace. At this moment, all the ministers are here. Under so many eyes, they want to shoot and kill the first person in the wilderness. Once the gun is fired, it will be a major event that will shake the world. The woman of the Sang family can't help feeling a little nervous .
The fingers were about to be clasped, and suddenly a figure flashed, and Jing Hengbo had already appeared on the wall.
The first thing she did was to bump into Gong Yin who was falling towards the wall, and knock him off the wall!
"Don't fly high, I have a way!"
The woman's slightly hoarse voice echoed on the wall, her clothes were flying in the heavy rain and wind, and the lightning flashed under the sky, illuminating her volleying figure.
Sang Qiao suddenly looked up.
That's her!
new queen!
Legend has it that she was a rebellious and daring queen who put everyone together at the welcoming ceremony, even blatantly broke into the quiet court, forced her sister to bet with her, and sent the Sang family to a doomed situation!
How can she be allowed to grow up with so many moths before she ascended the throne?
With a tremor of his fingers, the black cloth fell to the ground, and the muzzle of the gun was raised, aiming at Jing Hengbo more firmly than before.
"In the name bestowed by the gods, with the divine power of a century-old priest family, today," Sang Qiao's voice was colder than the sound of rain, "I, the Sang family, will use the god-given artifact to kill the Queen Jing who destroyed my sacred tower with the power of the devil." Hengbo, those who disobey, obstruct, and plead, will be punished by heaven and killed by thunder!"
"Boom." There was a sound, as if to make a footnote to her words, a thunderbolt struck the sky, and pale lightning split the sky.
Sang Qiao stood on the horse as if she were on flat ground, she stood still, the gun in her hand was as steady as a giant black eye.
In contrast, Jing Hengbo, who was unable to stand on the wall and was swayed by the heavy rain and wind, looked embarrassed and funny.
Looking at the way her hands are shaking, it seems that she will be blown away by the rain and the wind in an instant.
The rain was violent and the atmosphere was suffocating. All hearts are held by the throat, waiting for an assassination that can affect the entire Great Desolation country.
Although only for a moment, it seems like a lifetime.
But suddenly there were three sounds, breaking the murderous aura at the moment.
"Come down!" The white shadow flashed, soaring up to the sky, blocking Jing Hengbo.
"Slow!" A black shadow like a hawk came across the Zhaoming Office.
"Get out!" A pale yellow figure appeared from behind Sang Qiao like a ghost, and slapped her vest.
same moment.
Sang Qiao tightened her fingers slightly.
Jing Hengbo suddenly leaned down.
"Snapped."
The sound was still unprepared, it exploded more violently than before, full of destruction and killing, and the heavy rain seemed to stop in an instant.
"ah!"
The screams are more shocking than thunder to the eardrums, making people worry whether the throat that screamed at this moment has been ruptured.
A cloud of black smoke rolled up wrapped in blood, mixed with the blown spring retainer trigger, and shattered flesh, bones, and flesh, and there was another violent rain of flesh and blood in the heavy rain.
The three figures in mid-air paused, and each looked up in astonishment and disbelief.
The courtiers who knelt and bowed in the heavy rain raised their faces where the rain was flowing, opened their mouths wide, and swallowed mouthfuls of **** wind and rain.
The Kanglong guards and the priest guards rushed out with their respective momentum, their raised legs were set in the air, their swords were half out of their sheaths, and the shiny swords were covered with flesh and blood splashed by the rain.
Belonging to Sang Qiao's flesh and blood.
In the suffocating silence, only Sang Qiao's screams continued. She raised the hand with only half of the elbow left, and fell back sadly.
Like a slow motion, she floated down like a fallen leaf, her black robe and long black hair were stained with blood and muddy rain.
At the same time, Jing Hengbo, who disappeared under the wall, reappeared on top of the wall.
Her clothes were wet in the heavy rain, her curves were astonishing, a strand of long hair stuck to her forehead, covering her shining eyes.
She looked at the broken parts with a little regret. The black steel was shining with a black light. It was the greatest weapon that did not belong to this era, and it disappeared forever at this moment.
Perhaps, things that should not belong to this era will not last long after all.
Sang Qiao shouldn't have said such a long word before shooting in order to save the family's honor.
During that time, enough Jing Hengbo waved his arm, manipulated a small stone from the air, and blocked the barrel of the gun.
The greatest weapon of our time, destroyed by a small stone.
Facing the gun wreckage underground, Jing Hengbo straightened his temple hair, puffed up his cheeks, and let out a soft "bang".
"It exploded," she said.
…
At this moment, the ferocious rain seemed to no longer exist. Everyone forgot the pain and coldness of the impact of the rain, and watched in a daze as the heavy rain slowly washed away the flesh and blood of Sang Qiao's severed arm and the broken artifact.
It was like seeing a deep wound on top of a huge monster, a wound that was almost fatal.
The final struggle turned into deeper destruction, and almost everyone's hearts were filled with uncontrollable panic, and the desolation of the death of the rabbit and the fox.
Even the calmest Gong Yin lost his mind for a moment.
He fell in the rain, turned around and looked up at Jing Hengbo, the woman on the wall was as exquisite as a jade vase, and smiled at him as exquisitely as a jade bead.
The woman's brilliance dilutes the blood and chill at this moment, but it makes people's hearts sway even more. The flowers blooming in the battlefield are as gorgeous as usual, and they are so beautiful.
Yeluqi landed on the wall on the other side, slowly turned his head, and stared at Jing Hengbo in disbelief.
The assassination had failed, he knew it.
How much more surprising is this seemingly random and mediocre queen?
The eyes of the ministers were still at a loss, and most of them failed to understand the meaning of this scene. They were still thinking about why the legendary incomparable killer, which the Sang family relied on to shock the world and which had not been produced for a hundred years, suddenly exploded. up.
Just after the queen appeared, it exploded.
A thought flashed through many people's minds: If the position is not right, it will bite its master. Where the destiny belongs, a hundred poisons will not invade.
Suddenly a voice broke the silence, accompanied by loud applause.
"Good job! Great job! Divine artifact? What divine artifact! This is the real magic! It's my daughter-in-law!"
In the heavy rain, Yi Qi climbed on Sang Qiao's horse, laughing and jumping, waving to Jing Hengbo again and again.
Jing Hengbo was happy when he saw him, couldn't help smiling, and waved.
"Have you eaten?" she asked.
"I haven't eaten yet," he yelled, "I heard that you are in trouble here, so I rushed here with all my might, my boots are all torn, so where is the time to eat..."
A group of people listened with blue faces to the two people exchanging greetings at this fatal moment, discussing breakfast in front of the blood on the ground...
"Come down without eating, and eat together later..." Jing Hengbo's voice was cut off by Gong Yin's cold voice.
He raised his hand and pointed at Yi Qi.
"Come here, take down this assassin who trespassed in the palace!"
"Hey, hello!" Jing Hengbo hurriedly tried to stop him, and saw Gong Dashen's darkened face.
Tsk tsk, angry? Why are you angry again?
"Let's go, let's go!" She waved her hand, "I'll treat you to dinner next time! I'll pay you back for your boots!"
"Okay, okay!" Yi Qi waved her hands as she fled back, "The braised pork chops at Ruixiangju on Jiugong Street are very good..."
"Our royal family never owes anyone a debt." Gong Yin said coldly, "Come here, cut off his feet, and he will never break his boots again!"
Yi Qi ran even faster...
After finally getting rid of the pursuers, he turned a corner, and suddenly a figure flew past, and said with a smile, "He chopped off your foot, and I will pay you for your boots!" He raised his hand to two points of black light, and went straight to the sole of Yi Qi's foot.
"Ouch sneak attack!" Yi Qi screamed strangely, and flew into the sky. When he got up, the soles of his boots were gone, leaving only a pair of bare soles. If he took a step slower, the soles of his feet would be pierced.
"Eat my boot!" Yi Qi flicked her foot, and the boot without soles shot at Yeluqi who shot, and when he gave way, he laughed and fled away.
In the sound of rain, his voice came rolling, "Bobo, I'm leaving, don't give it up, there are too many rivals in love, I will come to see you alone next time..."
"Leave you a pair of feet next time, so that you don't have to run around." Yeluqi threw away the pair of boots, flicked his sleeves, looked at Gong Yin from a distance, and Shi Shiran went back to his Zhaoming office.
Gong Yin's face was expressionless, his eyes were colder than the rain.
He waved his hand, and the crossbow behind the wall was wound up, and there was a lot of creaking noises, which sounded creepy.
The guards of the priests showed panic.
"The Sang family has gone against the law and has been abandoned by the heavens. I will give you half a quarter of an hour to withdraw from the court and stay away from the priest's family, so that you don't have to pursue today's chaos." Gong Yin spoke, and his voice was heard far away in the rainstorm.
The guards showed panic.
These were originally the loyal guards of the Sang family, but their loyalty mostly stemmed from the worship and reverence for the Sang family deep in their hearts. The deeper the reverence for "divine power", the faster the spiritual pillar will be destroyed when the "divine power" disappears. The tower collapsed, the artifact returned, and the two vital vital points of the Sang family were destroyed, and these people suddenly fell into a daze and fear.
In addition, Sang Qiao was seriously injured and comatose, the dragons had no leader, and Gong Yin had a strong and murderous aura. After everyone was dazed and timid, some people began to retreat.
One step back, the whole line collapsed, and almost instantly, all the priests and guards who were fully armed and unscathed turned around and ran wildly, only wishing that they couldn't run fast enough to withdraw from the palace within half a quarter of an hour.
When people are running away, their defenses are at their weakest.
Jing Hengbo looked at those people who were running like lightning, and his heart tightened slightly. These people wear heavy armor, hold weapons, and can run so fast, obviously all of them are elites. Such a team is a new force that can make huge waves everywhere. Today they ran away, it was a stress reaction after being injured by accidents one after another. Once they rested, the Sang family might not be able to reorganize them under their command. By then, how much trouble would these people who hate her to death cause her...
She sighed slightly, so be it, there are some things that she knows are wrong, but she can't do them, so should Gong Yin kill those who have given up their resistance? How much trouble this must cause him.
While thinking about how to deal with it in the future, seeing those people were about to escape from sight, she suddenly heard an extremely cold and decisive sound.
"shoot."
Almost instantly, arrows replaced the torrential rain, roaring and rolling over the heads of the people!
All the ministers raised their heads in panic, and in their wide-open eyes, the blue-black rain of arrows flying horizontally was reflected!
In the next moment, there is a large blood-colored curtain wall in the field of vision!
Continuous blood flowers burst from the human body continuously, one flower blooming faster than the other, and then swept away by the mid-air rain, stretching into a rolling **** wave.
Jing Hengbo almost fell off the wall again.
She suddenly turned her head and met Shang Gong Yin's eyes.
In the heavy rain, he was clean and free from blood and dust, and his eyes seemed to have been washed by the heavy rain. They were as clear as ice crystals, shining with an extremely pure blue light.
Those are not bloodthirsty eyes...
During the heavy rain, he glanced at her calmly, then turned back to the killing field, hundreds of people shouted and shouted, blood stained the ground red, and countless red ditches gurgled away, merging into the drainage ditches on both sides of the palace road.
The superiors collect human lives like mowing grass, and many times death is not due to sin, but because of standing in the wrong position.
"Ahhhh—"
A guard with arrows all over his body suddenly struggled to turn around, shouting and ran towards Gong Yin. He held up a **** sword in both hands, and his heavy boots splashed **** rain on countless people's knees.
Yu Chun was on one side, trying to stop Gong Yin, but Gong Yin waved his hand.
He just stood there coldly, watching the dying man struggling fiercely.
Two feet, one foot, half a foot...
Everyone's hearts jumped. Although they were sure that this person could not cause harm to Gong Yin, some people were secretly looking forward to a miracle.
Gong Yin remained motionless, and even slowly raised his hand.
He looked at the expression of the man rushing to kill, just like looking at the hundreds of corpses lying in front of the hall.
Three steps, two steps, one step...
"Bang." The body fell to the ground heavily, splashing rainwater half the height of a person, and countless people exhaled a long breath, fortunately, and perhaps disappointed.
Gong Yin lowered his face.
The person who landed was still alive, and he was still unwilling to give up the struggle, and moved forward inch by inch, dragging long lines of blood behind him, which were instantly smeared and swept away by the rain.
Jing Hengbo felt a slight tremor in his heart as he watched the bloodlines criss-crossing like rivers and mountains and ravines annihilated.
This **** country is endlessly scheming, how much blood will be used to fill it up?
The protruding fingers are about to reach the corner of Gong Yin's snow-white clothes.
Gong Yin suddenly bent slightly.
Everyone held their breath. Watch him bend over and snap his fingers.
"Snapped."
There was an air strike, and the rain suddenly stopped for a long time. A transparent vacuum could be seen with the naked eye before the fingertips that the man held out, like a transparent barrier, blocking the last hope of making a move.
That hand was blocked by a slight distance from the corner of Gong Yin's robe, unable to advance an inch.
Near by a millimeter, far away by the end of the world.
Looking at this scene, Jing Hengbo suddenly felt cold, because of the various cold receptions in his fate, he seemed to see through the rain curtain in the second half of his life, the hope that was close at hand, and the rejection that was far away.
Those hands, after struggling for the last part of the way, finally hung down.
A wolf-like howl suddenly resounded through the palace.
"Gong Yin! You will be devoured by the heavens and fall into the abyss. All the people will betray their relatives and flee forever!"
Howling sadly and angrily, weeping blood profusely, as if about to rush to the sky, break through the blockade of the rainstorm, engrave it on the sky, and wait for the fate of reincarnation to appear.
At this moment, only the heavy rain is left to make a sound.
Gong Yin stood still, as cold and hard as an ice sculpture that would not melt for ten thousand years. Around him, all the officials took a few steps back in fear.
In a flash, Jing Hengbo appeared beside him, turning his head to see his expression.
Gong Yin turned his face away, Jing Hengbo followed, Gong Yin turned back, Jing Hengbo followed.
After several times, Gong Yin didn't turn around, lowered his eyes, and looked at her fixedly.
Jing Hengbo tiptoed slightly, looked up at him, and suddenly smoothed out the black hair sticking to his forehead, and smiled.
"Seeing your expressionless face, you can tell that your heart is overwhelmed." She said sweetly, "Why, a curse, makes you feel uncomfortable?"
Gong Yin brushed her hand away, but Jing Hengbo didn't let her, and held his finger backhand.
The two men interlocked their fingers, half-raised in the rain.
Gong Yin looked down, but didn't move away, and didn't speak.
He wouldn't tell her that it is said that most of the retainers in Lisang's family who can be the chief commander come from the most mysterious place of betrayal in the wilderness. It has always been fulfilled as God promised.
But Jing Hengbo read the answer from his eyes and the eyes of everyone.
She just shrugged and smiled.
"You can't even save your own life, how can you curse others?" She stared into his eyes and took his hand, "There is a wrong and a debt, Gong Yin, I accept this curse! It has nothing to do with you."
Gong Yin's eyes slowly fell from his fingers to her face.
The face washed by the rain was fresh in color, and it was even brighter when it was wet. Her dense eyelashes contained countless fine water droplets. Through the water droplets, her eyes were firm and hazy, rippling with the spring light all over the sky.
So graceful and swaying, irresistible.
There seems to be a hot current in the bottom of my heart. Wherever it passes, it rushes through, cleans and roars. The meridians seem to break through countless small holes, piercing through the biting icy wind, and they seem to collapse suddenly, rolling up thousands of piles of snow. In such a collapse and penetration, he couldn't help frowning slightly, but he couldn't help the corners of his lips curling slightly.
Jing Hengbo raised his eyes and looked at him. At this moment, his expression was so weird, like pain and joy, or joy in pain, and pain in joy. The eyebrows gather like a peak, but the smile on the corners of the lips flows like spring water.
But she felt so moving, she just felt that there must be something at this moment, it was different, she wished she hadn't brought a Polaroid with her, and would always remember the strange smile at this moment.
The rain is getting misty and the grass is fresh. Looking at each other in the rain, they both feel that the other's fingers are cold and their hearts are warm, and the curvature of the corners of their lips is the most beautiful in the world.
I don't know when, all the ministers retreated slowly. Get out of the way.
The sound of hurried footsteps came from behind, Gong Yin paused, and let go of Jing Hengbo's hand with a little reluctance.
"Priest Sang has left the palace." The guards sent to hunt down Sang Tong reported.
Everyone is awe-inspiring. Sang Tong made a quick decision. Knowing that there is no success here, leave immediately. It's just that she is too cruel, her younger sister Sang Qiao is still alive in the palace.
Gong Yin only nodded his head, and said for a while, "You don't need to call him the high priest anymore."
As soon as this sentence came out, almost everyone bowed their heads immediately.
In a word, the power of a family ends.
The rain was getting lighter, and the sky was getting brighter. Jing Hengbo saw a ray of pale sky shining on the pale faces of the dead, and felt a slight chill in his heart, and slowly rolled up his sleeves.
This night of wind and rain, perhaps, is just the beginning.
…
The guards of Yuzhao Palace were cleaning up the battlefield. Jing Hengbo felt the cold at this moment, and turned around with his arms folded to go back and change clothes.
Suddenly someone behind him said: "Your Majesty, please stay."
Jing Hengbo turned his head and saw that it was Xuanyuan Jing. Unlike the fearful and vigilant eyes of the others, Xuanyuan Jing's eyes were full of anger.
It's no wonder that if a powerful ally is defeated once, it's equivalent to cutting off an arm. Of course he is not happy.
"Tell me something, I'm cold." Others didn't look good, and of course Jing Hengbo didn't.
"Your Majesty's oath is only half completed," Xuanyuan Jing said, "You predicted that the lightning would strike the priest's tower, and you also said that you would put the lightning in your bag to prove that the gods have chosen you. Now, where is the thunder?" He mocked Authentically, "Wouldn't it be hidden in your sleeve?"
"You're right." Jing Hengbo smiled lazily, glanced at everyone's shocked expressions, and then smiled jokingly, "But not now."
"Your Majesty!" Xuanyuan Jing, who had been scolded, turned into anger from embarrassment.
Jing Hengbo had already waved his hand, turned around and left.
"I have to take a shower, change clothes, and catch up on sleep. Otherwise, who of you can afford to get wrinkles? When I get enough sleep, I will show you the electricity I captured. If you really want to see it, just wait." !"
"Your Majesty, do you want to renege on your debt!" Xuanyuan Jing's voice was cold and harsh.
"You won't see it tonight, and it's not too late for me to renege on my debt." Jing Hengbo quickly walked across the side door without looking back. Xuanyuan Jing couldn't catch up, his face was livid, and he turned his head to attack Gong Yin: "When the two armies are fighting, no prisoners of war will be killed. This is my wild rule. The old minister wants to know why the national teacher deceived the innocent and ordered to shoot those priests who had given up their resistance Guard!"
Gong Yin didn't even look at him, and stretched out his hand to signal Yuchun to send the injured Menghu into the hall.
It was only then that everyone noticed that Meng Hu's half body was covered in blood. His front shoulder was just a cracked wound, and his back shoulder was almost a blood hole. This was the wound caused by the "magic weapon". After a while, I couldn't figure out how the queen destroyed this veritable killer weapon in the air.
Is there really so-called divine power?
"Unauthorized supernumerary guards, trespassing the palace with weapons, trying to assassinate the queen in front of the officials, and seriously injuring Meng Hu, the leader of the imperial guards." Gong Yin said lightly, "Almost every one of the above is enough to implicate me. The great crime of the Nine Clans. If the admonishing doctor insists on his own opinion, he can just be included in the Nine Clans."
Xuanyuan Jing's face was pale, and he protested: "I have nothing to do with them, how can there be the theory of relatives of the nine clans!"
Gong Yin glanced at him, and said two words lightly: "Friends."
When it was over, he ignored Xuanyuan Mirror and walked away. Everyone was taken by the domineering and murderous intent contained in these two words, and they dared not speak. Xuanyuan Jing's face was pale, and he murmured, "What kind of friend clan...how can there be any friend clan among the nine clans..." But he didn't dare to speak out.
Yu Chun handed Meng Hu to the medical officer who rushed over, and walked over, patted him on the shoulder with his bloodstained hands, and said with a rough laugh: "There are no friends, but relatives. Advising the doctor is high-spirited, dare to act Dare to defend these irresistible rebellions like this, it is closer than real relatives, and it is okay to barely count it."
Xuanyuan Jing stepped back with a livid face, brushed his hand away heavily, and said angrily: "Get out of the way! Don't touch me with your dirty hands! A little guard dares to mock this old man!"
Yu Chun snorted and sneered, squinted at him, wiped his **** hand on the wall next to him, and said, "It's dirty!" without turning his head, he strode away.
Only Xuanyuanjing's old face was blue and white, and his chest was heaving.
The rest of the people were as silent as cicadas, and they all quietly moved away from him. Xuanyuan mirror glanced around, and suddenly there was a sense of sadness in his heart: the Sang family and the Xuanyuan family formed an alliance. Hurry up and draw a line, this person took the tea to cool, and it cooled too fast.
Suddenly someone moved slowly, and whispered in his ear, "Why should Mr. Jing be so depressed? Although the Sang family is dead, it might not be an opportunity for you and me."
Xuanyuanjing turned her head and saw Fei Luo's lips with a smile.
Xuanyuanjing frowned slightly, he didn't have a good impression of this Xiangguo woman. In the final analysis, the real power figures of the six kingdoms and eight ministries are not exactly the same as the ministers of the DPRK and China. They take turns to go to Emperor Ge to report on their duties every year. They take advantage of this time to build a good relationship with the important officials in the court and make some suggestions for participating in the government. These people are all ambitious, and as far as their eyes can see, they are also the real highest positions in the wilderness. To be clear, everyone is a competitor, and it is difficult to trust each other.
What's more, he has recently heard that the internal power struggle in Xiangguo is also very fierce. This female minister who has always held a lot of power before comes to Dige to report on her duties at this time. It is already very dangerous to guarantee her status in the country. Fishing in troubled waters, regrouping, so as to fight from the outside to the inside, and then fight Xiangguo again?
She made good plans, but he, Xuanyuan Jing, doesn't have the heart to make wedding dresses for others right now!
"The Sang family has been defeated, so where's the chance?" He didn't have a good face because of this, and said seriously, "Besides, even if there is a good chance, it doesn't have anything to do with the girl, right?"
Fei Luo didn't seem to care about his bad attitude at all, and still smiled softly and calmly.
"Mr. Jing's words are wrong." She laughed, "The Sang family has been a wealthy family with hairpin tassels for hundreds of years, and has managed dozens of generations. How could it die in one day? A centipede is dead but not stiff, even if all the elites in the palace die today , but there are more than a few thousand descendants of the Sang family branch scattered in the wilderness? The number of guard children in the branch is more than tens of thousands? Who will this power end up in? The so-called icing on the cake is worse than giving charcoal in the snow. Elder Jing extended a helping hand at this time, how much more than a Sang family will he gain in the future?"
Xuanyuan Jing's eyebrows moved, Fei Luo's words hit a part of his heart