Chapter 587

Ask for a monthly ticket!

The wind penetrated through the gap in the curtain of the carriage. The emperor smelled it carefully and felt the smell of blood in the wind. He heard the cry outside, but he didn't open his eyes and lift the curtain to see the royal guards school that rushed to fight with the blood Python in order to protect him.

"If the master is humiliated, what face do we have to live!"

"Kill!"

"If you die, don't step back!"

"Behind you is your majesty. You have no way back. Your majesty treats you like children. Now it's time for you to be loyal and filial!"

Listening to these words, the emperor's hand trembled under the quilt.

A tear came down from the corner of his eye, very slowly.

He didn't make an order for Su Buwei, who was standing outside the carriage, to help those royal clothes schools. His trembling hand showed that his heart was also struggling. At this moment, he suddenly found that his heart had become weak. If he had encountered this situation in the past, he would not tremble or cry.

Those Royal Schools are going to die one after another. This is just the responsibility of Royal Schools. Su Buwei stood next to the carriage. It was also the most correct choice, because no one knew whether there were enemies peeping in the dark. Once Su Buwei goes to help the royal guards school stop the blood python, perhaps an overhaul Walker suddenly appears from the dark and attacks the carriage.

My heart is soft

The emperor took his trembling hand out of the quilt, wiped away the tears, and then took a deep breath. He pulled the quilt up and covered his face. I don't know whether I want to block my ears and don't dare to listen to the shouts of the royal guards school, or I think the quilt is a solid barrier like the wall of Chang'an City, which can protect myself.

Is this the feeling of dying?

The emperor who buried himself in the quilt couldn't help thinking that he would never be hurt by the death of his subordinates when he was still a prince, and he wouldn't be softened by the death of his ministers after he became an emperor. He always thought he had the coldest heart, but in the last days of his life, he suddenly found that he was not so strong.

He couldn't help recalling the past years, those who had died because of himself.

He thought of the loyal Prince Yang Qi, the seven younger brothers who had been especially respectful to him since childhood, as if they had been playing the role of working hard for him. When he led his troops back to Chang'an City from the outside, the crown prince ordered to block all the gates of Chang'an. It was Lao Qi who fought with hundreds of slaves, which saved him a way into the city. After he ascended the throne, he rewarded the relatives of those domestic slaves who died in the war, and then forgot those people

He never felt that he was sorry for them, because he thought that was what the people below should do. In his opinion, generous reward is only generous reward rather than compensation.

After he ascended the throne, he forced the prince to death and enfeoffed several brothers to a poor place. Some were dead and some were crazy. These are his own brothers. He never wavered when he did these things, because he knew that if his brother inherited the throne, his end would be the same.

He thought of those soldiers who died in the square outside Taiji Palace during Prince Yi's rebellion, whether they were rebellious zuowuwei or counterinsurgency soldiers. The square was full of corpses that day.

He thought of those Jianghu people who followed Lao Qi westward more than ten years ago. No matter why they traveled westward, they were all for the great Sui Dynasty and the Central Plains, but their bodies were left in a foreign land and would never come back.

He suddenly thought of the boy named Fang Xie.

Then suddenly there was an anger!

Boundless anger!

He didn't want to think about it, but these people still came out of his mind involuntarily. Familiar and strange faces appeared, and each face had a pair of cold eyes looking at him. There are more and more such faces, so many that they have covered the whole sky.

The emperor is angry, afraid!

get the hell out of here!

Get out of here!

In the silent roar, in their own mind.

Those faces were still cold. With the crazy waving of his arms in his mind, those faces began to hover around his body. Too many, he couldn't see the distance. All the faces suddenly flew up and poured into the sky, just like several rivers gathered together, and then formed a huge and incomparable face.

This face is familiar to the emperor.

His face was calm and his eyes were indifferent. He looked at him like that without any change. But he knew there was a sharp knife behind his face, and there was a sea of blood behind his eyes. The previous faces frightened him, and this face almost broke him down.

He sees this face every day because it's himself.

He stood on an open field and looked up at the sky. There were no sun, moon and stars in the sky, only his own face.

The emperor shivered in the quilt. It was clear that the quilt was so thick and soft, but he felt that he had fallen into the ice cave and couldn't extricate himself.

He did not dare to pull the quilt open, nor did he dare to listen to the shouting outside.

"Su Buwei!"

He gave a sudden roar.

"Your Majesty, the maidservant is outside and hasn't left!"

Su Buwei answered loudly.

"Don't leave, don't leave at all!"

The emperor hiding in the quilt roared hoarsely and worked hard all over his body.

Su Buwei was stunned and nodded. He glanced at the front. There, immortal Zhang fought alone with three overhaul walkers. The earth shaking battle made people's heart churn. If it weren't for Zhang Zhenren, with the strength of the three overhaul walkers, Su Buwei determined that he couldn't stop it at all. And Zhang Zhenren was obviously forced by the three people step by step, and his anger was aroused. His Taoist robes were flying and his killing intention was awe inspiring.

Su Buwei looked at the other side of the carriage. The royal guards school, which had lost more than 70 people, was still fighting. They kept jumping up and rolling with the blood python, punching and stabbing. Each blow was so tragic and magnificent. This is a very different scene from that of Zhang Zhenren. Although it is far from the momentum of fighting there, it makes people feel more nervous.

His hands were clenched with fists, and the veins on the back of his hands were exposed.

"I won't leave, your majesty... I will stand beside you until I die."

He murmured, his eyes blurred.

……

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After Shi Jinglei, a thousand families in the royal guards school, was caught by the blood python, everyone became crazy. Although these people can practice, they also know that the long-distance attack can not break the thick and tough scales of the blood python. So they followed the footsteps of Shi Jinglei and began to launch a suicide attack on the blood python.

A Royal School jumped up and landed on the blood python. One hand held the blood Python's body to stabilize himself, and the other hand stabbed the tightly held horizontal knife. He poured all his internal strength into the long knife. This is the most powerful knife he has stabbed in his life. There is a light cyan heaven and earth energy flowing rapidly on the knife.

Even if the blood Python's scales were tough, they would eventually be broken. The knife stabbed them hard. The blood Python hurt and raised his hair with a sad roar. It was an indescribable sound, like the sound of tearing brocade and silk magnified countless times. The blood Python's body rolled fiercely, and the royal school riding on its back was immediately pressed below. When the python rolled, I don't know how many people were crushed.

One by one, the royal guards jumped high, and then poured their internal strength into the long knife and stabbed it down. The damage they caused to the blood Python alone was very weak, but hundreds of people died in this way, which had caused serious injuries to the blood python. The blood flowed out from the Python's wound and was as cold as ice.

Seeing his baby rolling on the ground like an earthworm bitten by hundreds of strong ants, the blood venerable's face suddenly changed. That's what he saved his life for himself. How can he watch it be killed. The blood venerable just didn't expect that those bodyguards who didn't have strong cultivation would have such courage and blood.

Python and people bite at each other. How tragic is that?

Fearing that his blood Python would be killed, the blood venerable tried his best to blow out his internal strength. After blocking immortal Zhang's move, he would withdraw, but how could immortal Zhang let him leave.

Immortal Zhang kneaded a seal formula with one hand and then pointed forward. In an instant, at least seven huge immortal Zhang came out from around. The immortal Zhang composed of the vitality of heaven and earth was nearly ten meters high. The seven giants surrounded the blood venerable three of them in the center. This is the remnant ruins array that immortal Zhang just realized about the ruins of Firefox city. Seven giants kept attacking. It seems that it really has the power to destroy the sky and the earth.

The blood venerable was burning with anxiety. He knew that the bodyguards were so difficult. He would not let his baby come out to fight. If the blood Python dies, he will be dead soon.

So his eyes became more and more fierce and violent. He roared fiercely and shook his arms out. His clothes were all broken and flying all over the sky like residual butterflies. As the clothes cracked, I saw that his body was full of blood bubbles, the big one was the size of a fist, and the small one was like grains of rice.

These blood bubbles suddenly burst open, and the frightening blood with high temperature spewed out all around like a rainstorm. His two companions immediately dodged to one side for fear of being stained with some of the blood. The blood fog gradually dispersed, and soon it became red within a radius of tens of meters. I couldn't see anything clearly. The seven giants were eroded by the poisonous fog and gradually dimmed.

Zhang Zhen's face suddenly changed, his hands pushed forward, and two strong winds rolled forward. The strong wind scattered the blood fog, but he couldn't blow it all away for a moment.

What surprised Zhang Zhenren most was that after the blood bubble on the blood venerable exploded, because those hot and poisonous blood were completely consistent with his body, so that the blood venerable seemed to be integrated into the blood mist, causing China, but he couldn't find it! You should know that immortal Zhang can see through the flying sword hidden among thousands of empty swords by song Songhe, the master of the ninth grade, but he really can't see through the blood fog.

The blood venerable was in the blood fog, but it seemed to disappear.

The two black-and-white fish swam back and forth on the side of Zhang Zhenren, and the diffuse blood mist was blocked by the pair of fish. At this time, there was a sudden earthquake, and a sharp knife came out of the ground and cleaved towards Zhang Zhenren's chest. That's Donghai Yidao's knife, and that's Donghai Yidao's man!

He turned himself into a long knife!

On the other side, Wu Laoxie integrated all the internal strength into a long gun and threw it at Zhang Zhenren, whose speed can't be described in words.

Just when Zhen Zhang stopped the knife with one hand and held the long gun with the other hand, the blood venerable rushed out of the blood fog, jumped over like a beast covered with blood, separated the black and white fish with both hands, and then bit Zhen Zhang's neck!

Zhang Zhenzhen was hit by three overhaul walkers of Tongming territory and fell into a desperate situation. At this moment, his eyes suddenly looked cold.

With a bang, a huge thunder suddenly exploded in the sky.

Clear sky!

clap of thunder!

The sword intention of Donghai Dao was broken, Wu Laoxie's long gun was broken, and the blood venerable who incarnated the blood beast was shocked and flew out. Immortal Zhang stood there in his Taoist robe, his face calm.

"I didn't want to take this step, because it's boring."

He sighed, like saying to himself, "I was the third to cross this step in the Jianghu of the Central Plains for thousands of years, and the three people live in the same era... What's the matter with the world?"

Su Buwei's mouth twitched fiercely and couldn't help saying, "that's... Above the sky!"