v6 Chapter 48： Desperate

Huang Zhuang, who had an unpleasant conversation with Zheng Shou, walked out of the palace.

The pace of his walking is very slow. Except for his constant thinking, the events that took place in Changling today are doomed, and he does not need to intervene.

Regardless of the opinions of Zheng Shou, today is the stage where Jiaodong County officially embarked on Changling.

Yuan Wu and the two phases will not refuse.

Because in a certain sense, the interests of Jiaodong County and Yuanwu and the two phases are the same.

So in his opinion, some people today are destined to die. b()()(fiction)r/>

Some people's lives and deaths lie in the choices they make.

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In the morning light, a young and energetic young practitioner walked into a courtyard in Fanghoufu.

This remote and cold courtyard was the first place for the retreat of the square curtain, but now it is the place where Fang Fang’s wounds are repaired.

It is very strange that the face of this young practitioner is similar to Fang Fang, but Fang Hao has never seen this young practitioner.

Sitting on a wicker chair, covered with thick blankets, his eyes slowly left from the pond because of the cold and did not move to the bottom of the fish.

Without his answer, no one can enter this courtyard.

Although his repairs were exhausted on the Lushan League, he was difficult to heal. However, he was the leader of countless princes, and he had numerous loyal subordinates.

It’s not so much different from the depths of the big floats.

He narrowed his eyes in the morning light, and the sun shone his half face golden. He didn't say anything, just silently watching the young practitioner who was somewhat similar to his face.

The young practitioner he had never seen before came to him and then bowed down directly, saying: "Father."

The young practitioner has been extremely respectful since entering this courtyard. In any respect, it is like a returning visitor to see his father.

However, Fang Hao naturally knows that he cannot have such a son.

"Changling is really a wonderful city. Anything can happen. It is possible to see anything."

Fang Wei’s sorrowful smile, then looked at the young practitioner who still worshipped the land and asked, “Who made you come?”

"My name is Li Xin." The young practitioner did not look up and said: "From today, my name is Fang Xin."

"It is actually Li Xiang's person."

Fang Yan frowned and did not hide his contempt. "I still have someone at home. He is not afraid that my brother will come back and kill him?"

The young practitioner named Li Xin seems to have known that Fang Hao would say such a thing. He still said with respect: "This is the trend, as a reward for not interfering with Jiaodong County."

Fang Hao was silent.

"If I don't agree, don't want to have a son like you?" After a long time, he looked at Li Xin, who still crouched on the ground.

"Then I will kill you. Then I will say that your injury is too serious, and I will still be your illegitimate child and become the heir and principal of Fanghoufu. The result of the incident will not change." Li Xin He did not hesitate to say.

"Of course I don't want to see such a thing happen, it doesn't have any benefit to us." After the pause, he looked up and looked at Fang Hao sincerely. Then he said, "If you disagree, a lot and you." People who do not agree will die, and many people in Fanghoufu who do not recognize my identity will die. Since there will be no change in the results, it makes no sense. Moreover, I am your son, you will live well, Fang Hou The government will continue to inherit."

Fang Xiao smiled: "Don't worry about other Houfu thoughts?"

Li Xin earnestly replied: "You are here to recover your wounds. After all, you will not be in the lead, so your news will not come fast enough. Spring will cut Chu, there will be enough combat power, there will be a new birth, Daqin 13 Houhou The lips are dead, the weak are eliminated, the strong are established, this is the natural replacement. For the vast majority of Houfu, it is important to ensure that these princes of Daqin have enough strength to go to two families, which is more important than the replacement of one family."

Fang Hao no longer looked at him, his eyes once again fell on the bottom of the pond, those crouching like frozen fish, slowly said: "Since you have considered it clearly, then I can have any opinions."

Li Xin once again beheaded, no longer saying more, just saying: "Father."

Since ancient times, only the thief was the father of power, but today there are things that are forced to recognize. It was just that Fang did not think about this somewhat ridiculous thing. When Li Xin got up, he asked: "What do Jiaodong County want to do?"

Li Xin did not hesitate, saying: "Shen Xuan will die today."

Fang Hao sighed.

The owner of the big floating water prison is dispensable for the entire Changling.

However, in charge of the criminal law, the criminal order to convict a hundred officials is a new giant.

No matter which side it seems, when the people around Zheng sleeves die one by one, Zheng Xuan, who has no one to use, uses Shen Xuan. Shen Xuan is naturally the heart of Zheng Shou, one of the most important pieces.

Jiaodong County does not want the sleeves of Zheng sleeves to be too full.

The two phases do not want to see such a new giant.

The royal family does not want to see that there is a criminal law that can implicitly restrict the kingship.

Even the Li family of the year could not bear so much dislike and unwillingness, let alone Shen Xuan today.

Shen Xuan is a master of seven realms, and he is very high.

However, this has nothing to do with cultivation. It seems that the entire Changling seems to have to die.

So who else can make him not die?

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In the morning light, Shen Xuan is drinking in the yard.

Changling people drink tea in the morning, and only the alcoholic can't wait to pour a glass of wine at the beginning of the morning.

Shen Xuan is not an alcoholic.

He drank alcohol in the morning, just because he was in the depths of the big floating water, and there was too much cold and humid in the body. Drinking alcohol is good for blood. And the right amount of wine can make the blood flow faster, and make his mind more clear.

He never drank too much when he was in a big floating prison, let alone after he was sentenced to a prison sentence.

The residence of the Chinese indictment is very close to the Imperial City, but the house where he lives is slightly remote.

After the Queen gave him enough power, he naturally had the equipment of the Changling Giants. At this time, his house was not much more than the Dufu.

However, since he was in charge of the big floating prisoner, he did not like the power of Changling. It became even more so after the Chinese sentence. Therefore, although the house is full of horses and horses, in terms of employing people, all aspects are intentional and unintentional. Arranged for him to use, almost all of the divisions do not choose, even disappointing mediocrity.

This is the case, the manpower under his subordinates is still insufficient, and they are not matched.

At this time, outside his house, it was cold and clear, only one carriage was waiting, and an official still yawning stood next to the carriage.

The lack of people deliberately welcome and arrange, although his house covers a very wide area, but after a winter, it seems to be somewhat defeated, especially not many fresh flowers and plants, one color of yellow and gray.

Shen Xuan, who only drinks alcohol and drinks himself, does not care.

For him, the scenery that is worse outside is also much stronger than the dark water in the big floating prison.

People who often deal with death have a keenness for death far beyond ordinary people. Just in the morning when there seems to be no difference between them and the past, Shen Xuan suddenly smells the breath of death.

The official who was still yawning next to the carriage had a drop of blood, like a rich red dragonfly.

Then the official’s breathing stopped, and he remained in a yawning position and died.

A yellow robe man appeared in front of him, then pushed open the hidden courtyard door and walked into the house of Shen Xuan.

The man in the yellow robe is warm and chubby, not too fat, and looks very amiable.

It’s just that he is killing Shen Xuan, but he kills an official who has almost no relationship. Any truly amiable practitioner will never do such a thing.

Shen Xuan drank all the remaining wine in the pot.

When the unique yellow robe appeared in the line of sight, he stood up, took a deep breath, and bulged his chest and abdomen. He seemed to inhale all the air and morning light in the courtyard into the chest and lungs.

Shen Xuan absolutely does not like nonsense, but his identity at this time is a middle sentence.

So after taking a deep breath, he looked at the man in the yellow robe who appeared in his sight and said, "I can be sure that the official is mediocre, but decided not to commit any crimes, and you have not executed anything. His power to kill the officials of the Chaotang Church is a crime of death."

Hearing the words of him, the Huangpao man smiled with great interest. "So what you mean is that you can set my sin. Then there is a reason to kill me. But I used to kill you. Who is it?" Who kills depends only on who can kill."

"This is very important."

Listening to his arrogant words, Shen Xuan said indifferently: "The important thing is that as long as the principles are on this side, as long as you can't kill me, I will still be a middle-handed order."

The yellow robe man smiled.

The morning light between him and Shen Xuan seems to be dark.

Shen Xuan sighed and sighed, his figure drifted sharply to the left, and a sword slid against his right neck, cutting out a shallow red line.

This is a truly invisible sword, born with words.

"Heart!"

Shen Xuan's figure also brought out the afterimage in the morning light, but the sound has already sounded.

His voice was shocked with no cover.

This yellow robe man is clearly a strong practitioner in Jiaodong County, but the display is the heart of the mind!

The faces of the men in the yellow robe are all cats and cats, and Shen Xuan can avoid this sword and make him feel more interesting.

"Good vision."

He smiled slyly and was not in a hurry to say, "I am Zheng Baiyu, the second uncle of the Queen Zheng sleeve. Seventeen years ago, my identity was a true disciple of the heart, in the disciples of that generation. I ranked ninth in the order of entry, but most of the practice records of the heart of the sect are all I left behind."

Shen Xuan’s figure paused at this time. The residual image of his body disappeared, and the wind that was brought up was still flowing rapidly, making his body slowly precipitate in a transparent mist.

His face was pale.

He did not have any interest in the history of Zheng Baihua's practice. However, he is very clear that in the past few decades, the whole mind can understand the mind and can use it perfectly. There are only a few practitioners.

These practitioners are all geniuses like the Yishan Sword Club.

The strongest power of the heart is the mind.

The most terrible and most difficult thing to guard against is that it is born with the mind, directly born in the strength of the world outside the opponent, and there is no distance between the opponent's body.

Just like the sword that only passed over his neck, it was a sword that was directly attached to his right neck and cut into his body.

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