The sky is gloomy and stormy.

Xiao Chiye unloaded the wolverine knife at the gate of the palace and stepped into the dark and long corridor. The eunuchs kneeling on both sides were silent, and there was no voice inside or outside Mingli Hall. Fu Man hurriedly led Xiao Chiye to the door and opened the curtain. The hanging of the dormitory was not pulled up, it was sweltering and mixed with a **** smell.

Fu Man whispered and whispered, "Emperor, look, Lord Hou is here!"

Li Jianheng inside said aloud, "You tell them to all quit. I have to say something to Hou Ye, and don't bother until Ge Lao arrives."

Fu Man quietly withdrew and went out.

"Ce'an," Li Jianheng seemed to move his body, he said, "you open the curtain."

Xiao Chiye raised his hand and opened the curtain. The blood on the bed was mottled, and Li Jianheng seemed to be immersed in a stain. His chest was undulating and his breathing was difficult.

"Brother," Li Jianheng's pale face was full of tears and sweat. His trembling hands wiped his sweat, but he wiped his face with blood. "Why did you go, I'm anxious to death."

Mu Ru, lying sideways beside Li Jianheng, was out of breath.

Xiao Chiye suddenly felt a little lonely. He went to this invitation that he knew was the bureau, just to give an explanation to Li Jianheng's "brother". Their young and frivolous brotherhood was fragmented long ago under the crushing power, but it seemed to be stuck for a moment. He seemed to be back in the past, hanging up the curtain, and said mutely, "The wind is strong on the road, and there are many people on Shenwu Street. It is not good for horse racing."

Li Jianheng raised his hand covering the wound, looked at the place where he was stung, and said, "You are a good brother, knowing that this is dangerous, but you still come. I Li Jianheng can make you without loss."

Xiao Chiye dragged his chair and sat down. He looked at Li Jianheng, rolled his throat several times, and said, "I told you earlier that she is not your good match."

"But I just like her," Li Jianheng rubbed the blood between his fingers, "I thought she liked me too. Fuck ... hit the knife, it hurts so much."

Xiao Chiye rubbed his face, supported his knees, and said, "You call me, what do you want to say?"

Li Jianheng rolled his eyes, smiled at Xiao Chiye in tears, and wailed his face, choked and said, "I want you to come, you come, you **** brain is sick, Xiao Ce'an, do you know, outside It's all ... they are waiting for you. "

Xiao Chiye nodded his head calmly as if he had solved a problem for him in the past, saying, "I know."

Li Jianheng's throat cries were suppressed. He said, "If you don't come, I don't need to say sorry."

Xiao Chiye's eyes were red. He said, "You are an emperor, and the emperor does not need to apologize."

Li Jianheng covered his wound, shook his head and couldn't help crying. He whimpered: "I ... brother ... I'm true ... I want to be a good emperor. I also endorsed a few days ago, and you went out and told me The old man said. "

Xiao Chiye said, "You are the emperor, you say it yourself."

Li Jianheng gasped and cried, saying, "No, I'm an emperor, I can't go by myself, no face. He's a loyal minister. What do you say, how can I be so stupid? I really want to shout His father. I am afraid that after I die, you will make others stunned. "

Xiao Chiye replied dumbly, "How do you get so courageous?"

Li Jianheng was painting and said, "Brother Huang is waiting for me. I'm afraid he scolds me again. I'm sorry for him."

Xiao Chiye sneered and said, "How can you make a profit on this point?"

"I ..." Li Jianheng was breathing more and more quickly, and his dry lips froze again and again, saying, "I'm sorry for you, too, not righteousness. You and I are both involuntary, I really ... really hate it .Cze'an, you go, you go out, ride on your horse, go home. I have nothing to give you, but I do n’t give it.

Xiao Chiye rubbed his face again.

Li Jianheng raised his finger, pointed at the wall, and said indistinctly: "That ... that bow you got for me from the emperor, but fuck, I, I can't pull it away ... you take it with you. The wolf cub will stay in the grass ... the grasslands, your fingers should be rusty. "

Xiao Chiye said ruthlessly: "I don't want that, it's your overlord bow."

"You're the overlord ..." Li Jianheng's voice was already very light, he looked at the bow, "the next life ... don't ... let me come again ... I want to be a big Zhou's Yan ... living in the rich eaves ... "

He looked at the Overlord Bow quietly, without moving.

The wind blew the hangings in the hall, Xiao Chiye sat and listened to the thunderous thunder, blowing a pouring rain.

After taking the last sip of tea, Han Rong walked out of the door with a tea bowl, watching the eight battalion sergeants waiting for the battle, threw the tea bowl to the ground, and said loudly, "The embargo in Batu is only 8,000. There is no way to come. Xiao Chiye is already a trapped beast in a cage. Today, he must win him! "

Heavy rain swelled and dense footsteps surrounded the palace. The scabbard rubbed against the armor, and the Eighth Battalion laid a siege outside the hall. Hearing his voice, Fuman couldn't stand anymore, and the eunuchs shrank into the corners, lest they be taken to the sword.

Xiao Chiye finally stood up. In the cross of light and shadow, he lowered the curtain for Li Jianheng, and then turned to take down the hundred-pound overlord bow. The temple door had already been opened, Xiao Chiye lifted the floating drapes, and turned towards the heavy rain without looking back.

Han Yan pulled out the knife with someone, he had nothing to shout, because they had already won. They are going to change the world in this heavy rain and let Xiao Chiye kneel down again.

Xiao Chiye looked at the crowd, he stepped out and walked down the long steps. He had no knife, and when the rain wiped his indifference, he had already collided with the crowd. The overlord bow blocked the blade, and he pushed back against the wall, suppressing the roar of the rainstorm with a forward momentum.

Shen Zechuan led the horse across the street. Jin Yiwei and the embargo behind him, like red snakes, smashed through the palace door in the twinkling of sword lights and headed inward.

The entire palace had been engulfed in armor. The influx of horses speeded up the fighting, and Langtao Xuejin went straight to Xiao Chiye regardless of the crowd. Xiao Chiye turned over in this instantaneous gap and caught the wolf-knife thrown by Shen Zechuan.

Xiao Chiye suddenly drew his sword and said, "I am not in my dream hometown. Today I am going home. Who dares to stop-kill him!"

Said to clamp the horse, and saw the blood with a knife.

When the rain rushed across the face, Xiao Chiye managed to kill a **** road. When the battlefield retreated from the palace to the street, Han Yu saw that the situation was not good, and he yelled: "Keep the gate to death, tonight you must not let go of the evil barrier to kill the king!"

Where is the Eighth Battalion an opponent of the embargo, even if there are many people, they are afraid of death, and they are forced to step back by this wolf tiger division. The city gate had been closed for a long time, and Shen Zechuan raised the knife to the city wall first. The closed door was booming, and outside the rain curtain was Xiao Chiye's home for six years.

Han Yan turned back and shouted, "Go and pick someone up!"

Xiao Chi mustang has left the city, he raised his hand to signal Ding Tao to lead people to the Fengshan school field, to take the 20,000 embargoes together. He turned his horse around in the crowd, opened his arms to Shen Zechuan on the city wall, and Shen said, "Lanzhou, follow me!"

But the Jin Yiwei stood still, Shen Zechuan was holding the wall pile in the heavy rain, looking at Xiao Chiye, as if to see his appearance.

The Eight Great Battalions have surged up again and are about to chase out of the gate. The high-hanging city gate groaned with unbearable gravity, the iron chain quickly echoed, and the gate slammed down.

"Ce'an," Shen Zechuan raised his voice and said softly across the heavy rain, "Go home."

Xiao Chiye seemed to have been poured into the heart by cold water. He tightened the reins, and has already returned to the horse. The gate of the city slammed on the ground, blocking all the eight troops from behind the gate, and completely blocking Xiao Chiye from the door.

Xiao Chiye shouted a dumb voice, as if an angry beast: "Shen Lanzhou!"

Shen Zechuan no longer looked at Xiao Chiye, but turned around and looked at Han Yan and the dense eight-battalion soldiers.

Han Yan swallowed his head and spit, saying, "Shen Zechuan, you are doing good to me!"

"You deserve to call yourself Jin Yiwei," Shen Zechuan looked down at him, said in a cold voice. "Jin Yiwei has stood out from the ground and is a conscientious guy. Today, you set up a bureau to murder the Son of Heaven, Han Yun, I will kill you with justice!"

Han Yan laughed and said, "What are you? Shen's wickedness! I treat you not so thin, carry it many times, and you are so rewarding to me? Come on! Put people up and let Shen Tongzhi take a look!"

Qi Huilian was dragged out. He was unkempt and fell into the rain, scolding: "Dog thief!"

Han Zheng dragged the chain and strode forward, dragging Qi Huilian on the street. He pointed to Qi Huilian and said to Shen Zechuan, "Are you looking for a long time? Here! Shen Zechuan, not yet picking up people!"

"Dog thief, dog thief!" Qi Hui was so angry that he was dragged to the ground with mud.

Han Zheng looked at Shen Zechuan's pale face and looked at Shen Zechuan's gloomy eyes, and said, "Your elder brother is a son of Lite-On. I remember that he was dragged to death by the edge sand cavalry, but you have no feelings, so you have no pain at all. It's your husband's turn today, do you hurt? "

"Han Yun!" Shen Zechuan bit his two words between his teeth. "You have gone to great lengths to hide your husband in your hands, what do you want?"

"It was of great use!" Han Yan also suddenly changed his face. "But you let Xiao Chiye go and broke my game, you will no longer be useful, and he will not be useful anymore! If you still want to If he wants his life, come down and give me a **** to admit it! I kneel and yelled three times, and I will save his life and your life! "

Shen Zechuan stepped forward and said, "A deal!"

"Fart!" Qi Huilian lifted his head from the muddy water, he wiped off the filth, climbed up, and stared at Shen Zechuan, "I teach you poems, not to make you shameful! I Qi Hui doesn't even kneel in the world, how can you kneel He is a humble man ?! "

The iron chain "cracked".

Qi Huilian shouted, shouting loudly in the rain: "Hundred years of time are like a dream butterfly 1. I come and go freely! I was born this time, I have enjoyed it, I have enjoyed it, I have received my fame, I—" He laughed wildly and dragged Holding the chain between the necks, "I laughed all the heroes in the world, but the world is no better than me! Who can compete with me Qi Huilian? I am the third in Yuzhou and the whole world! When I talk about Xiaoyu Qian, I point to the mountains Han Han, where are you? You are still a mouse in that gutter! "

Qi Huilian was drunk as if drunk.

"You guys, you do n’t even match me with your shoes! The family, such as Shen Xia, told Hai Liangyi that Da Zhou has fallen ill, and he and I are both powerless!" Qi Huilian turned arrogantly in laughter and vomited at Han Yu He spit and said, "But I will not admit defeat. I am only an emperor in this life! Lanzhou! Fan Cang has been broken, and chaos will arise. Sir can teach you, it has all been taught. This is awful ... "

Qi Huilian turned his back to Shen Zechuan and suddenly choked. The heavy rain poured through his body, but it could not extinguish his blood that has been burning for years. He used to shout Prince, but at this moment, he couldn't bear to look back at Shen Zechuan.

"It's so bad, it's better to turn it over and make your world. Lanzhou, go, don't look back, sir, hold the forty thousand innocent souls for you, don't be afraid, you—" He was in the blood , Leaning to the ground, looking at the sky, muttering: "Don't be afraid ..."

The thunder exploded, and Shen Zechuan slipped to his knees. He stunned, allowing the heavy rain to beat, and in that long silence, the camouflage was torn to pieces, and finally issued the first roar of despair in six years. His flushed eyes were irrational. He held Yang Shanxue and suddenly drew his sword.

"Han Yun--!"

He hated this world, and he hated these faces.

Shen Zechuan stood on the ground, Yangshan snow pierced the raindrops, and threw bleeding water in the heavy enclosure. He killed one, and then killed another. He stepped over those corpses, but looked like an abandoned beast. The knife crossed the throat, almost as if flowing mercury, and blood sprayed on half of Shen Zechuan.

He lost his soul, and the blood ran down his cheeks like tears.

Han Yan retreated and yelled, "Kill him!"

The raindrops burst in the wind, and a long arrow reached Han Yan in a blink of an eye. Xiao Chiye leaped down the iron chain along the iron chain, knocked him down, and drew his hand through the knife. He stood against the corpse in this way, slamming into the light of the knife, and the palms of his hands were soaked with blood when the knife was drawn.

Xiao Chiye dragged back to Shen Zechuan with a single arm and whistled. Spreading his wings across the body, he pecked Han Yan's right eye in the chaos. Han Yan hides his face and listens to the sound of horseshoes outside the city. Ding Tao has already led a rush.

"Burning the door!" Ding Tao hissed.

The embargoes swarmed, but before they acted, they heard the gate again make a dull and loud noise and were slowly hung up.

Fei Sheng dragged the chain, panting a few times, and backed up with Jin Yiwei. He cursed: "Fuck his ancestors! It's so heavy, dog day! Houye--! Just run!"

Langtao Xuelai rushed in from the gap, and the shouts buried the capital.

Similarly, Bian Jun, who was screaming loudly, was fighting desperately. Lu Guangbai was almost unable to carry his gun. When he retreated, he shouted, "What about the reinforcements ?!"

The lieutenant received several knives and said, "No ... I didn't come."

The rain rang, and Lu Guangbai looked back, looking at the direction of the camp.

Xiao Chiye was on the horse, pressing Shen Zechuan in front of him, rushing through the heavy rain and running towards the city gate.

The lightning flashed and thunder, and the sky seemed to be ripped out, and the rain was dead.

Lu Guangbai tore off the shabby cloak and nailed the gun to his feet. "It won't work," he said in the sand and rainstorm.

The lieutenant looked at him lying on the edge of Shapo.

"Fate wants me to stay here for my whole life, but this is not the way I chose." Lu Guangbai removed the armor with the mark of Da Zhou. He wiped the wind and frost on his face, his eyes were full of vicissitudes, and he slightly laughed at himself. Said, "The yellow sand drowned my hands and feet, and I didn't want to surrender to nothingness. The decree could not save my soldiers, and the court could not feed my horse."

Xiao Chiye has rushed out of the capital and chased after him. They rushed forward, as if tearing the dark rain.

"I don't want to die for this."

Lu Guangbai closed his eyes, and blood dripped along his fingers into the yellow sand. He slipped between his throat and was finally depressed with his eyes open.

The blood on Shen Zechuan's cheek was washed away, and his throat was sobbing with sadness. He had abandoned the obedient obedience in this howling escape, and they seemed like a sharp sword and broke the heavy rain.

Lu Guangbai washed his hands in the rain and held the long / gun again.

They were all prisoners chased by fate, and they had been willing to be shackled. But the rainstorm smashed the building, and the collapse hit like a flood.

Forward, forward!

"I want to climb over that mountain."

"I will fight for myself!"

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