No. 1 Girl in the Imperial City

Chapter 303 Marquis Dingyang is Dead (Part [-])

In the Buddhist hall, only the painful muffled sound of Dingyang Hou and the screaming voice of the woman remained.The sound of fighting outside was getting closer and closer. Luo Junyao saw a young man in purple rushing in first. It was Shang Yue, the prince of Marquis of Dingyang.

Shang Yue held a sword in his hand, and there was still blood on the sword.His appearance at this time is also completely different from the well-dressed clothes in the past. The clothes on his body have been cut several times by unknown weapons, and blood is still seeping in two places.Even that handsome face, which was rated as the top three in Shangyong, was stained with blood.

Behind Shang Yue, there are a few people from the Jianghu, all of whom Luo Junyao met at the merchant before, Wenjian Pavilion masters, and they are Shang Yue's brothers and sisters.

And those who fought with them were naturally not people from Prince Mu's Mansion, but some people from the Jianghu with different appearances and costumes.Just by looking at their appearances, one can tell that these people are probably not good people.

Shang Yue was taken aback when he saw the people in Prince Mu's mansion who were kneeling on the ground, and then he saw Luo Junyao standing under the eaves.

He swung his sword away from the people standing in front of him, and quickly rushed to Luo Junyao, "Princess, may I ask my father..."

Shang Yue stopped there before he finished speaking, because he had already seen the people in the Buddhist hall.

"Father?!" Shang Yue flashed his figure, passed Luo Junyao and rushed towards the Buddhist hall.

"Whoosh!" Several clusters of arrows shot out from the gate, heading straight for Shang Yue's face.

Shang Yue leaned back, and the arrow almost shot out against his face.The next moment he heard a sneer, and a strange thick smoke suddenly rose in front of Shang Yue. Shang Yue thought something was wrong, and quickly turned sideways to retreat, but felt a cold wind blowing behind him.

With a flicker of the long sword in his hand, a bright sword glow burst out from the edge of the sword in the thick smoke.

At the moment of close combat, Shang Yue only felt a dull pain in his forehead, and his eyes were almost unable to open due to the thick smoke.

He could only rely on his feeling to kill the person who stood in front of him, and then quickly turned around to meet the person who was attacking from the other side.

"A Yue..."

After the thick smoke cleared, Shang Yue barely opened his eyes.

There were three corpses lying on the ground beside his feet, and two seriously injured people were staring at him fiercely a few steps away.

Shang Yue is considered a member of the Jianghu, and he knows all these people, and they are all well-known underworld masters in the Jianghu.If the usual one-off kill and defeat of these masters is definitely enough to raise the reputation of the direct disciple of Pavilion Master Wenjian to a higher level, Shang Yue himself will feel a little satisfied, but now he has no time to think about it.

That smoke is poisonous...

"Father!" Shang Yue held the sword in one hand and supported the door frame of the Buddhist hall with the other, looking at his father who was kneeling on the ground with blood dripping all over the ground beside him, his eyes were tearing apart.

"Dingyanghou's son, really deserves his reputation." In the Buddhist hall, Yao Zhong lightly clapped his hands and praised, but his eyes were cold and heartless.

Shang Yue raised his sword and pointed at Yao Zhong, "Yao Zhong."

Yao Chong smiled and said: "Sir Shang, I have admired your name for a long time." Then his eyes fell on Dingyanghou, and he said: "Dingyanghou, I still have eleven knives."

Shang Yue shrank his pupils and looked at his father in disbelief.

Regardless of his serious injury and poisoning, he stepped into the Buddhist hall in one step, "Father! No!"

He knelt down in front of Marquis Dingyang on one knee, and grabbed his father's blood-stained hand.

He knew it just by looking at it, such an injury would not be curable even if the gods came.Father is still alive, but not for long.

"Yao Zhong, killing people is nothing but nodding!" Shang Yue said sharply, if he hadn't been poisoned at this time, he might not be able to resist cutting him with his sword.

Yao Zhong was amused by his anger, so he really laughed too, "Well said, but Mr. Shang... your father begged me. Your business wants money, titles, achievements, and a reputation in history. And ask for a good death. How can there be such a cheap thing in this world?"

Shang Yue remained silent, but held Dingyanghou's hand tightly with one hand.

Yao Chong said: "Young Master Shang hates me for hurting your father, so you can come to me to seek revenge. But now, it seems that I can destroy the merchants first. My son, what do you think?"

Shang Yue was about to speak, but Dingyang Hou grabbed his wrist with his other hand.

"Ah, Ah Yue... back down."

"Father?!" Shang Yue said in astonishment.

Excessive blood loss made Dingyanghou's face turn pale, he raised his head to look at Yao Zhong, "Master Yao, do you mean what you said?"

Yao Zhong looked at him with great interest, "Naturally."

"it is good!"

"Father, don't!" Shouted Shang Yue, he turned his head to look at Yao Chong and said, "No matter how you want to revenge, I will take revenge on my father's behalf! Father's debt is justified, isn't it?"

Yao Zhong raised his eyebrows and smiled, and agreed very readily: "Okay."

"Shut up!" Marquis Dingyang grasped Shang Yue's hand harder and harder. Enduring the severe pain, he fixed his eyes on his son and said, "If you are my son, go out and don't interfere in this matter."

"No!"

"A mistake in one thought back then... a big mistake has already been made, and it is irreparable." Dingyanghou said: "If this matter can be settled with me, it will be the best result. Ah Yue... your grandfather told me It is said that we have done things that are not allowed by nature, and there will be retribution after all. If it is not reported to us, it will be reported to the next generation."

"Princess." Marquis Dingyang turned to look at Luo Junyao who had already arrived at the door.

Luo Junyao said softly: "Your Majesty has something to say, just say it."

Dingyang Hou said: "I beg the prince and the princess to take care of the dog and the merchant one or two."

Luo Junyao felt that her throat was a little congested, she was silent for a moment before she nodded and said, "Okay."

Yao Zhong glanced at her with a half-smile, but didn't speak.

Dingyanghou pushed his son away with all his strength, took a deep look at the Buddha statue with blood and tears in his eyes on the altar, and raised his knife again.

This time his speed was very fast, "Nine, ten..."

"eleven……"

"Father!" Shang Yue shouted sharply.

"If you don't want to... I won't die with peace in my eyes, then don't move..." Dingyanghou said with a trembling voice.

The masters of Wenjian Pavilion outside finally rushed over, but they were also frightened by this tragic scene and stood at the door, unable to move.

"Thirteen."

A woman finally came to her senses and was about to charge in with her sword, but was stopped by someone.

The woman glared angrily at Luo Junyao who stopped her, Luo Jun shook his head and said, "This is Marquis Dingyang's own choice, don't let his painstaking efforts go to waste."

Princess Mu, who was kneeling next to Marquis Dingyang, was already so frightened that she couldn't even scream.

She didn't even have the courage to cut her own fingers, let alone stab herself.

Then look at Yao Zhong, who was still sitting comfortably in front, and the bloody heads behind him. Looking down, he saw that the blood of Marquis Dingyang had flowed down to the nail plate under her knees.

Princess Mu opened her mouth, and finally passed out silently amidst the extreme fear and stimulation.

At this time, no one paid attention to her, and everyone was staring at Dingyanghou.

Even if ordinary people are not dead, they should have fainted at this level.

Even though Dingyanghou looked like he would die in the next second, he still held his breath and stabbed the dagger into his abdomen with trembling hands.

"nineteen!"

Marquis Dingyang stopped talking, but raised his eyes to look at Yao Chong.

Yao Zhong smiled softly, and said: "Okay, the Yao family and the merchant's enmity will be wiped out. Of course..." Yao Zhong's eyes fell on Shang Yue who was kneeling on the side again, "If Shang Shizi wants to take revenge, I will always be there for you .”

Marquis Dingyang twitched the corners of his mouth, but he couldn't pull out a smile after all.

He turned his head to look at Shang Yue, and Shang Yue knelt down and kowtowed heavily to Marquis Dingyang a few times, "My child knows that the hatred between the merchant and the Yao family is over, and there will be no more entanglements."

Dingyanghou looked at his son approvingly, then slowly lowered his eyes and remained silent.

"Father……"

"Father!"

Dingyanghou knelt there motionless, still holding the knife stuck in his abdomen in his hand, but his expression was calm and calm.

Marquis Dingyang died, and the hatred that lasted for more than 20 years finally ended with the almost brutal suicide of the last person involved in the business.

Shang Yue threw himself in front of Marquis Dingyang, supported his father's body which was still warm, and finally couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Senior brother!"

"Brother!"

Everyone in Wenjian Pavilion outside the door exclaimed in unison, a man and a woman who had the best relationship with Shang Yue rushed in without hesitation.

Among them, the woman couldn't help pointing her sword at Yao Zhong. From their point of view, this handsome middle-aged man was simply a madman.

"Stop." Shang Yue coughed a few times, raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his lips, and raised his head to ask, "Mr. Yao, can I take my father away?"

Yao Zhong raised his eyebrows, "Please go ahead."

Shang Yue stopped talking, he got up and picked up the body of Marquis Dingyang, and walked out with some staggering steps.

The Buddhist hall seemed to be dead silent. Princess Mu had already fainted, and the other three female relatives also fell limply to the ground and shivered.

King Mu and Xie Heng and Xie Jin didn't feel any better, they looked at Yao Zhong full of fear.

"Are you happy like this?" Luo Junyao asked after being silent for a moment.

Yao Chong smiled and said: "Girl, revenge is the duty of a son of man, what does it have to do with being unhappy? Of course, I am quite happy. In fact, I don't want the death of Shang that much, but it's a pity... people from the merchant It's just too stubborn."

Luo Junyao looked up at him, and Yao Zhong said: "I mean it, as long as he admits that the father and son of the businessman participated in the Yao family extermination case and made it known to the world, I don't necessarily have to kill him. It's a pity that he values ​​the reputation of the dead too much. What can I do to kill me?"

Luo Jun shook his head and said: "Those who love fame will be ruined; those who love money will lose their property; those who cherish life will die without a whole body; those who live in the rivers and lakes will die in the rivers and lakes; the big families will lose their children and grandchildren. Who are these people? How did they die?"

"I didn't expect you to be my confidant at such a young age." Yao Zhong stroked his hands appreciatively: "These few... were the stewards of the Yao family back then. How do you think they died?"

Luo Jun shook his head, "Killed by the person I trusted the most."

Yao Zhong clapped his hands and laughed.

　These two chapters are too depressing~ heart tired~~
　　Let's relax and have fun after this episode~~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)