v7 Chapter 35： Willing to help King An

Today Zhang Changan is no different from the past. He still has a blue and swollen face, which shows that he still suffers at least one meal a day. In view of the extent of the other's wound rejuvenation, Chu Yi judged that his previous meal should have happened this afternoon.

So my own best friend, and the only one, is actually going to be fattened several times a day.

His father is so cruel! Chu Yan thought. More cruel than his unreliable master.

Zhang Chang'an's face, which was indistinguishable from the past, fell into Chu Yan's eyes, but was very different from the previous days.

Before today, to be precise, before meeting Zhang Changan, Chu Xi was worried that the young man who was behind Silanbau and bowed his head silently, had really lowered his head before the majesty and realistic oppression of his father, In the future, even the backbone will bend down.

Now Chu Kun knows that although Zhang Chang'an lowered his head, he never accepted it, and his backbone would never bend!

Some people are like this. No matter how turbid the world in front of them, there is always a line of light in their hearts that can illuminate the road ahead. No matter what setbacks and trials they encounter, that line of light will not dim.

They are stubborn, hopeless, old and even crazy, just like the old man with gray hair and blood in his hand!

These old men, killed these panic-stricken Tubo warriors, and the old man headed by them, hand-bladed the last barbarian who abandoned the sword for mercy. His waist was not upright, and when he waved the knife for a short time, the heavy gasping sound was like a bellow, The arm was shaking violently.

These old men, after killing the enemies in front of them, either coughed against the wall, or needed help from their peers, and their weak bodies could barely stand, but they laughed so loudly, just like the Tubo who was taunting the dead body It's not worth mentioning the power.

They, with the sword in their hands and the emaciated skinny body, proved who the true warrior was.

An invincible warrior!

Seeing the old people patting the shoulders of ordinary men, they looked gratified and kept encouraging, and Chu Yan's eyes became red again.

He didn't know how to describe the old men in front of him.

The white hair did not take the head of the enemy chief, and a blood knife was often hanging under the waist. If you want to get rid of the bad things for your country, you will die and die!

Only with such an old man will there be a boy like Zhang Changan. With such old people and young people, even if the land of Hexi has been stolen by foreigners for many years, as soon as Wang Shi arrives, there is no reason to recover.

Looking at the ordinary man in sackcloth and blood, Chu Xi couldn't help thinking, in this narrow place, how many such bloods of blood can be turned into a good man with only one arm shaking his arms?

The Tibetans always say that the Hans are sheep? How thorough they are wrong!

The Han people just don't like to whisper, they drink themselves all day long as warriors.

As long as Mingjun takes the lead, this group of warriors will be able to settle the world.

They usually hold back to what Chu Yan thinks is timid as a rat, and lives a humble and miserable life. When the leader is killed, they will completely fall asleep. Dormant until I see no bright day, dormant until the day of complete and complete abandonment.

Originally, Chu Yi believed that this was because they had failed Datang, sorry for the emperor, and humiliated their ancestors.

Now he finally realized that these ordinary people were not sorry to anyone. The court and the emperor let their leader be killed, and even if they were full of blood, they could only bear it humblely in the face of cruel reality.

So, the country has failed them!

There are no Hanjiaerlang who don't want to raise their chests, they are attacking their enemies.

I do n’t see him. This time when the Yimen in Tsing Yi was killed, they picked up a kitchen knife, hammer, or even a wooden stick and rushed out of the door, or dressed in sackcloth or fine red upper body. They dared to kill the cloaks like a tiger A neat Tubo warrior?

Even if their companions fell one by one, even if there were more than ten people who could stand, they did not back down!

They are the most fearless warriors in the world!

Just ask, the court should not ignore them, just ask, the king will not disappoint them, just ask, the king should not be completely abandoned under the iron hoof of the alien!

In this era, in this world, there is a wise and powerful emperor, which is the hope, even the extravagant hope, of all Han children.

How cruel the emperor can paint the jade axe on the Dadu River, and say "except not my own", and treat the blood and tears of his compatriots as hard and eager to be ignored!

How stupid officials will be in the Han Jiaerlang wearing Chinese clothing, under the threat of aliens' long swords, and in the remote and bitter cold places, while still adhering to the Han civilization, shouting what swordsmen will enter the warehouse and let Nanshan go!

Mingjun ... The current emperor of Tang Dynasty is not Mingjun, Chu Yi is not clear, but when the other party was in office, he lost the story of Chang'an being taken to Shu by Huang Chaoyu, which is not the master of bravery.

But this time the leader killed An An in Hexi. It is definitely the most outstanding existence in Li Tang's family after Xuanzong!

Suddenly Chu Chu wanted to thank the An Wang who had never met.

It was him that allowed Jincheng County and even the children of the Han family in Hexi to keep up with the moon and see the moon and have the opportunity to regain their dignity and that of their children and grandchildren!

"Let's go! Let's go find someone, kill together into the city's main house, echo the king, and welcome King An!" Zhang Chang'an issued a solemn and enthusiastic invitation to Chu Yu as he did at the soup cake stall that day.

Chu Xun remembered the refusal that day, his heart was a twitch, and he immediately answered, "Go!"

The two came to Zhang Zhongli together, "Grandfather, we're going to the city's main mansion!"

Zhang Zhongli, who was stabbed to the ground, was exhausted after just a short fight. His body was too weak to kill the thief, unable to wave his sword too much. But he is not hurt. He can fight today. Several Tubo barbarians have been out of their chest for many years.

Now, he doesn't need to go to the battlefield anymore, his grandson will take the long knife in his hand and go the way he can't finish.

Zhang Zhongli coughed, covering her chest twice, waved without a word, and said lightly, "Take the wrong person with the cypress wood back to the ancestral temple."

"Yes, grandfather!" Zhang Changan promised loudly, his eyes solemnly divine.

At this moment, the teenager clearly felt that something was detached from his grandfather and fell on his shoulder.

The iron plate was seriously injured. Chu Yuan originally thought he would rest, and he hoped that the other party would take a rest, but after the other party swallowed an elixir, he still took the two remaining Tsing Yi swordsman swordsmen--Mother Zheng Lei, along with him and Zhang Changan, took dozens of men killed from Funingfang, and rushed to the city's main palace with a knife.

Chu Yun didn't know how old mother-in-law Zheng survived the fierce battle. But just looking at the other person's strong posture, he knew that Mother Zheng was probably not an old woman.

Like Madam Wei, her daughter is probably not her biological daughter, but an orphan who was abandoned by chance when she came to Jincheng County.

The old women selling vegetables, the women who brought their daughters alone, were just the necessary camouflage that lurked in Jincheng County.

With this in mind, Chu Yan had to sigh the magic of the Tsing Yi Yamen, and at the same time became more awed by the master of the Tsing Yi Yamen.

Jincheng County is like a pot of boiling water. There are huge fires everywhere. The sound of intense fighting, shouting, shouting, and clamor is stronger than a wave. If there is a sky above the city, it will be lifted more than once. A few back and forth.

Funingfang is not far from the city's main house, and is separated by five squares.

When rushing along the street to the city's main government house, Chu Yu knew how much effort Zhang Changan was able to lead a group of elders from outside the two squares to support himself.

At this time there were not many people on the street, but the Tubo fighters and Han people who ran and killed were everywhere. Numerous corpses lay on the ground, and they could not see the end at a glance. It was only in sight, and there were three or four hundred, and many Tubo people.

It is conceivable that from the Fang district where the Zhang Family House is located to the Funing Fang, Zhang Changan and his grandfathers bleed.

Lying on the ground, but there are still many white-haired elderly!

When the iron plate rushed out, he raised his hand and set off a bunch of fireworks to the sky, so in the process of rushing to the city's mansion, people on both sides of the streets and alleys and dwellings continued to join in Tsing Yi. None of them was unharmed, and their clothes were basically penetrated by blood, and I don't know how many people had blood.

When they appeared, there were no groups, at most three or five people together. Behind them, they also followed a group of ordinary guys. There were more than a hundred people and fewer than ten.

The team of Chu Yan and Zhang Chang'an and others continued to fight on the street, cutting down the Lunaist monks, believers, and Tubo soldiers encountered on the road. Their team also suffered casualties, but not only did they not shrink in size, they were expanding rapidly.

After the battle, seeing the fighting forces that constantly gathered from both sides, Chu Xi had a stormy sea in his heart.

When coming out of Funingfang, Tieban said to him, if you can rush out of this street alive, you may be able to see other Tsing Yi yamen.

Is this not the case for other swordsmen in Tsing Yi?

Only with a knife in your hand and a robe next to you can you kill a blood path from the Tibetan warriors in this square, can you see more possibilities?

Overnight, Chu Chu who grew up so much, how could he not know that there are definitely more than three or five Tsing Yi swordsmen in each square? More swordsmen were just on the way to see each other, just slept with their enemy Tubo soldiers in the pool of blood on the cold street.

Because of these powerful battles against the Tsing Yi Yamen, and because these Tsing Yi Yamen are full of blood, they are still fighting hard. The blood in each square is about to erupt, and the children of the Han family who need to regain their dignity can break the shackles of humble life , Put those arrogant, barbaric and oppressive Tibetan barbarians under the steel knife, smashed under the hammer, and discounted under the wooden stick!

How many such Tsing Yi swordsmen should there be in Jincheng County?

Lanzhou, Hezhou, Luzhou, Guzhou, Huizhou, how many iron plates should there be, and how many women's daughters, blind men, mother-in-law Zheng?

Chu Kui turned back and saw the Tsing Yi knives and knights wearing Tsing Yi and Dai Douyi behind him. Behind them, the dense Han children followed closely, and at the first glance, they saw the end of the street.

Because ah, there are always people running, jumping out, jumping off the streets, alleys, courtyard walls, windows and roofs, joining this torrent of torrents!

Not just the body or strong or thin, or the tall or short man ...

Chu Yan saw that there was a young man who had not yet grown up. At the yellow door, he broke his mother's hand that squeezed his sleeve, rushed to the streets across the body, picked up a long knife in Tsing Yi's hand, and roared to follow The team

An old man with gray hair and trembling body drank his wife's entanglement, and pulled out the unstained steel knife from the Tibetan warrior who had fallen on the door frame. At that moment, his foot was steady, his body was not trembling, and he was full of momentum, like a **** of war, and rushed out of the house;

Women or women with round or fat body, or slender figures, covered with green silk with handkerchiefs and rags, cut open skirts that restricted their legs with a knife, and copied kitchen knives, sticks, and even iron pans. Joined the team ...

Everyone says that nomadic people are soldiers, and whoever twists the knife and pulls the bow, no matter the old, weak, women or children, they will become soldiers when the war comes. Chu Zheng didn't know if this was true, but he saw now that the Han people in Jincheng County were the real soldiers.

Chu Yan knew that the gray-haired old man and the woman with her head wrapped in a handkerchief were storytellers.

In Jincheng County, Lanzhou, and Hexi, how many Han people have no stories and no painful memories given by the Lunaism and Tubo people?

Now they can have revenge and complain.

In Jincheng County, in Lanzhou, and in the whole Hexi, how many such old people, teenagers and women should there be? If you can see Wang Shi tonight and meet the swordsmen of the Tsing Yi Yamen, they will definitely have the same combat power, fighting spirit, and momentum!

If so, how could Lunaism and Tubo endlessly? !!

Chu Yan's eyes were red again. He would always do this tonight. He couldn't help it.

He wanted to tell An Wang, Wang Shi, and Tsing Yi Yamen, thank you, and thank you for giving them, us, the opportunity to let the Lunarians and Tubos let go of the battle!

There has never been a moment like this, let Chu Yu respect one person like this.

He wanted to follow Wang ’s commander—An Wang, kill the Tubos in Jincheng County, kill the Tubos in Liangzhou, kill all the enemies who dared to offend the Hans, and kill them all to the sky. Worship, never dare to grin at the Han again!

Even broken hands, broken feet, broken heads! As long as he is on the way to fight forward, he will not regret it, let alone retreat!

Han people, they are so powerful, why should they be oppressed by foreigners?

They deserve respect and awe from everyone! Under the leadership of the wise and brave commander and king like King An, conquer all the innocents and declare your inviolability to everyone in the world!

Chu Yan and Zhang Changan looked at each other. He saw that the other side was also bloodshot in the eyes. He noticed that the other side was just like himself, together with the Tsing Yi Shu Men, together with Wang Shi and the resolute will to follow An Wang to the sky!

It didn't take long for them to kill the city main mansion.

Nowadays, the power of Lunaism has contracted to the northern five states, and Lanzhou and Hezhou are the front lines. It is conceivable that Jincheng County ’s main government has a monk strength.

In addition to the monks in the heavenly monks, countless monks who practiced high spirits, led by the master of the servants of the world, took the town's main government and maintained the Tubo rule over Jincheng County.

Although the monks at the high Qi training stage are powerful, they only look at the dense crowds outside the city ’s main government house, and they know that it is not invincible to practice more Qi training high stages.

At this time, the Han people in Jincheng County, under the leadership of the Tsing Yi swordsmen, were not afraid of any number of monks. Even if it is filled with human lives, at this time, they will fight for their lives for the ultimate dignity and glory of the Han people's victory against the Tubo people.

However, the sorrow of the high part of the servant's realm and the powerful monk guards around him were a big trouble.

The Tsing Yi Yamen and the Han children gathered outside the city's main government house, as long as they are not too stupid, will realize the problem, but none of them hesitated.

On the iron plate, I met some of the leading figures in Jincheng County in Tsing Yi, and after a brief meeting, they decided to make a strong attack on the closely guarded city main mansion.

On the front, he was invading the city main mansion and captured the city mansion, and declared the victory of the Han people in Jincheng County!

Beyond that, there is no better way.

Tieban rushed to the front again, with a group of Tsing Yi yamen, jumped to the wall of the main palace of the city, and began to attack inside.

From the beginning, the battle was extremely fierce.

The main city of Jincheng County has originally accumulated the entire Jincheng County, and can even be said to be the most elite combat force in Lanzhou.

As the high section of God's servant realm, Tochigi was completely forgotten at this time. The honor of the Tubo soldiers who usually hang by his mouth did not mean to go out to fight. He made up his mind to be a tortoise, and adhered to the strict and powerful fortifications of the city's main government.

The first offensive of Tsing Yi Yamen was repelled, and the casualties of the Swordsman were not small.

This was followed by a second, more fierce offensive.

The iron plate was seriously injured again. At this time, the elixir did not work anymore. He could only half-knelt on the ground, holding a long knife, and shouted at the city-lord's mansion like the iron tortoise shell.

More Tsing Yi swordsmen, Shen face jumped to the courtyard wall.

Even if the monks next to them were killed, they stubbornly stormed behind the courtyard wall.

Nearly half of them never came out again.

Ordinary guys want to think that the iron plate that has just stopped vomiting blood, but stopped in front of them, roaring with red eyes: "Unless Tsingyi Yamen is dead! Otherwise, you are waiting behind me! I am Tsingyi Yamen, the most powerful in Datang The monk organization is not weak enough, and it needs to take the lives of ordinary people to consume the enemy ’s aura! Even if Tsing Yi Yamen can lose this face, An Wang cannot lose it! "

Chu Yan and Zhang Chang'an wanted to go up, but they were also stared back hard.

At the front of the crowd, Tsing Yi Knivesmen gathered from various corners and corners. Originally because of a dense gathering, the momentum of a strong monk organization became sparse in just half an hour. Only less than a hundred people left!

Moreover, all of them were injured, and many of them were not so bad, but just barely stood.

They stood even if they were unstable.

Only standing people can participate in the next wave of offense.

So even if they were teetering, they stood stubbornly.

Tonight, no one can lose the face of Tsing Yi Yamen, the face of King An, the face of Tang, or the face of Haner Erlang!

With less than a hundred people, there is no power to carry out a wave of offensives.

But the rest were all inside the courtyard wall and died inside the courtyard wall!

Teppan stood up again. Where did he stand still? Use a long knife to pestle the ground so that your body will not fall down.

He glanced back and looked at them one by one, screaming at each other, wishing to chew the city's mansion and swallow it, and grinned with a white grin, very calm, fearless, and even confused. He only said a word, then turned his head and yelled, and jumped on the wall of the courtyard with the other scaly wounded swordsmen in Tsing Yi.

He said: "Datang, never gave up on you; King An, never dare to disappoint you. This is the full meaning of our lurking, fighting, and sacrificing."

Seeing the aura of light on the wall of the courtyard, my ears heard the murmuring hums in the wall. Chu Zhu, Zhang Chang'an and all the Hans knew that forward was death, but how could one bear it? All snarled and rushed in!

Datang, King An, never gave up on us, did not dare to disappoint us, how dare we lose the identity of the people of Tang, and how did we dare to pay the hard work of King An? !!

The Han family has always been one, advancing and retreating together, sharing the same glory and disgrace. Whoever is afraid to die? !!

On the battlefield, who regrets death, who dares to call himself a Han family? !!

Entering the door and killing in the front yard, 20% of the people around him were dead, but Chu Yong and Zhang Changan always rushed forward. They are all from the Tang Dynasty. You are a hero in Tsing Yi. Is there no hero in Jincheng County? !!

Chu Yan saw the iron plate lying in the pool of blood, and saw only twenty or thirty Tsing Yi yamens left. He was besieged by a lunar monk who was several times his own. He yelled and raised his knife to cut off!

After breaking into the Xinghua Gate and entering the compound, Chu Kun and Zhang Chang'an saw at the same time that there were a hundred black robe monks standing in the courtyard! In the cloister cloister, in front of the courtyard walls on both sides, on the front roof, there are a large number of armored men holding crossbows!

Chu Yan and Zhang Chang'an both sank at the same time, knowing that they would die!

But they did not retreat, without even hesitation, they jumped into the yard and killed with a sword!

Good brother, it's time to die.

Haoerlang, it's time for Ma Ge to wrap his body!

It is not that we are not afraid of death, but it is in front of Datang Glory that no one can shrink back!

In life, there is always something more important than life and death.

If not found, life is meaningless.

They are lucky, they have found this meaning, and can hold it in their hands until death!

The ordinary man around him continued to scream. Gradually, Chu Yan and Zhang Chang'an were already bathing in blood, their hands moved slowly, their steps became messy, and their rules were completely lost.

In the end, they still failed to capture the main city!

Not to mention that the slaughter of Tochigi was wrong, and even the other side's face was not seen!

Hateful, hateful!

Just when they thought they were going to be beheaded, the monk in front of the brave and terrible moon **** suddenly flashed aura, the blood mist burst out, one after another flying out!

Chu Yan and Zhang Changan looked at each other, totally unaware of what happened.

The next moment, one after another the monks leapt over their heads and rushed to the luna monks. These people used fierce and aggressive offensive to kill the other party, and they were killed and wounded in no time!

Throughout Jincheng County, in addition to Tsing Yi Yamen, who else, what kind of forces, can have these many sturdy monks, can form such a powerful combat power?

They killed the compound in an instant, and went to the depths of the mansion!

Zhang Changan helped Chu Yan who was weak. He wanted to help the other side not fall down, but even if he clenched his teeth, he could not be beaten and tired, and he fell forward.

He did not fall to the ground.

Someone supported his shoulder.

Zhang Chang'an turned back and saw a face he could not have expected.

That's ... his father Zhang Xun!

Zhang Xun didn't look at Zhang Changan, maybe he was afraid to look directly into his eyes, "Can it hold up?"

Zhang Changan was speechless.

This strict order family adult man, all the monks, the Zhang family owner who could not go out without his order, Zhang Changan originally thought that his heart and stomach had become the color of the Tubo, but did not expect that at this critical moment, he With the monks of the Zhang family, rushed to the battlefield.

No, not only Brother Zhang, but Brothers Liu, Zhou and Qian!

If it weren't for the four, how could they defeat the masters of the main city of the city so quickly and form a powerful line of defense?

Zhang Changan had a hard throat and couldn't say anything for a while. At this moment, he almost shouted that name. He hadn't shouted the title for years because he was disdainful of the other person.

"It will hold up!" Zhang Changan insisted.

"That's good." Zhang Xun, who was the wrong number one Han man's minion, dropped this sentence, and followed the four Han monks, rushing deep into the mansion.

After Zhang Chang'an helped to relieve his anger, he helped him, limply, followed behind the turbulent Han family, and stepped deep into the mansion.

On the road, the bodies of the monks of the Luna and the four major family monks were everywhere, and many of them were incomplete.

Obviously, the battles faced by the four big families are equally **** and brutal.

When he arrived in the backyard, Zhang Changan couldn't remember how many bodies had been seen on the road.

In the backyard, the city's last line of defense, there are more dead bodies here.

Zhang Changan even saw the bodies of the Liu family and Qian family!

The former was covered with trauma, and the intestines flowed out. The fatal wound was a large blood hole that penetrated the sea of ​​gas; the latter had the skull rolled to one side.

Fighting remained fierce in the backyard.

Zhang Changan and Chu Yan rushed into the backyard.

By the time they stepped into the backyard, the fighting had stopped.

It really stopped because there was no one standing.

Zhang Xun, slamming his face into a pool of blood, in front of him, there was a headless body of a Tubo, serving by its size, and Zhang Changan recognized it with great certainty.

Tochigi wrong, high master monk!

Zhang Xun is still not real.

How could he kill the other party? !!

The answer is obvious.

In front of the wrong headless corpse of Tochigi, someone was sitting in a pool of blood, leaning on a pillar in the corridor, and twisting a human head in his hand, smiling at Chu.

He smiled very happily, with some childish pride and display.

He said, "You son, why did you come here? As a teacher, I thought no one could come and collect my body."

Chu Yan opened his eyes in disbelief, "Master? Why are you ... here?"

The old Taoist smirked, "Where is the teacher not here, where else? Hey, you bunny don't think that Jincheng County war is coming, but you ran away as a teacher?"

Chu Yan bit his tongue.

That's what he thinks!

The scene in front of us shows that if it wasn't for the veterans, the four Han Chinese families in Jincheng County would not be able to slay Tochigi, even if they could attack the backyard.

The old man saw Chu Yi's expression of eating, and was even happier: "As a teacher, I said long ago that it is easy to get the wrong head of Tochigi. Now, you always believe it? Tell you this little bunny, don't think that What Shi said to you on a weekly basis is all very good-faith. Actually, it ’s a great skill for the teacher! It ’s a **** battle for the teacher, and you ’re hungry. A bowl of soup cake? "

Chu Yan squatted in front of the old Taoist and looked nervously at the injury of the other side. As for the other party's ridicule, he thought he didn't hear it.

Although the old man was not badly injured, but there was no danger of his life, Zhang Xun was different.

Zhang Changan hugged in his arms and shouted, he barely opened his eyes, but only a bleak smile, "Donger ... No, Chang'an. You don't have to cry, it's not worth crying for the father. Lost for the father After losing the face of Han Jiaerlang, he even lost his dignity, and let your sister ... and your aunt be the savages of the savages, and the father is the sinner of the Zhang family, among the Hans ... .. shame. You are a heroic Han Jiaerlang, you don't have to cry for the shame of this Chinese man ... "

Zhang Changan burst into tears and couldn't say the full words, but choked on and kept repeating the word "no".

Zhang Xun reluctantly opened his eyes, his eyes gradually fainted. He looked up at the starry sky and murmured: "For the life of my father, the first twenty years ... lived under the wings of your grandfather. Worry, it's a romantic lover. Since Zhangjia Building is about to fall, and have no food or clothing, he succeeds the Zhangjia owner. In the next 20 years, all the wind and the rain, all the pains and loneliness, all the way to endure humiliation ... Let's count it as a load! "

Speaking of this, it seemed to be thinking of some sore spots, Zhang Xun's mouth burst of blood, his eyes also burst out, his voice became heavier, his breathing was short, and his features were distorted: "No one ... no one, better than me Zhang Xun hated the savage savages! I dreamed and dreamed of killing the sapwood, slaying its flesh and its skin, and kneeling on the day of snow ... Shame! Changan, as father, as father .. .... is a last resort, is involuntary!

"For the Zhangjia hundred mouths, as a father, I had to give up my dignity and kneel in front of the savages! Long ... Ann, there is no way for my father, you do n’t know, when you are still young My little aunt, who has always been respected and respected, is hungry, with yellow skin and yellow hair, pulling my sleeves, raising my head to say hungry, and saying that when I want to drink porridge ... When your three grandfathers who are old, thin Lying on the icy bed as bones of wood, when the illness was dying, he told me, when I want to take a sip of broth, what is in my heart ... torment! "

He didn't finish speaking, and he vomited blood in his mouth. The following words could no longer be spoken smoothly.

Zhang Changan cried with tears in her eyes.

These words, he never heard his father say.

The stubborn, strong, insistent father who was charming like a dog in front of the Tubo people had never seen or known Zhang Changan.

"Yes ... who! Who, let me Zhang Xun, from a blood-blooded young man, to a Tubo ... Eagle Dog? Who, who ?!" Zhang Xun Terrier Holding his neck, he sent the final question and roar to the sky.

After asking this sentence, the middle-aged man suddenly calmed down and even smiled at the corner of his mouth. He calmly said: "Chang'an, you are right, you are right to listen to your grandfather. Wang Shi ... ... King An, isn't it here? Go ahead, meet the King Master, follow King An, and be the father ... For the days like Father, you will never meet again. Humiliation and torture, you won't ... meet again! "

When he said this, Zhang Xun raised his hand and tried to caress his son's face.

But his hand hadn't touched his son's face yet, Xingye could not see, and the sky had a vision.

The dark clouds rolled, and two huge bottomless black holes shrouded the sky over Jincheng County. At the same time, a long sword lit up under the dark clouds of rolling waves, green as the sun. Then, everyone heard the cry.

"The Han family is born to help a lone sword!"

Zhang Xun, whose eyes were gradually dim, suddenly opened his eyes, and his upper body suddenly rose. He originally stroked his son's hand, suddenly stretched out into the sky, stretched out his five fingers, and worked hard and laboriously. Flashing long sword.

He yelled hysterically from his throat, from the bottom of his heart, from the depths of his soul: "Jincheng Zhangjia, Zhang Xun, willing to help His Royal Highness An!"