Fu Shifeng

Chapter 343 There is a kind of glutton

Across the city to the west of Ziwei Palace, there is a large pool named "Jiuzhou Pool". It was built in the previous dynasty. The water is about ten feet deep and the banks are buckling.

There are nine islands in the pool, connected by Hongqiao corridors and dotted with palaces and pavilions. It just so happens that spring is getting warmer now and flowers are in full bloom. It is quite a wonderful scene of "the sudden warmth of the flowers strikes you, and the sound of magpies piercing the trees welcomes the new sunshine."

This is the place in the Ziwei Palace where the rebels caused the least damage. The Yaoguang Palace built near the water has no doors or windows, and only light gauze curtains are used to block the huge wooden pillars.

If it's hot in the middle of summer, the gauze curtains can be rolled up to let the breeze pass through the hall. It's the best place to cool off and rest, and you can also enjoy the scenery of birds, fish, and flowers.

Kang Yaluo became increasingly fat and bloated. After capturing Luoyang, the weather became warmer. Living in palaces with thick walls and deep halls was like being in a furnace for him.

If he couldn't stand the heat, Kang Yaluo would go on a rampage and kill people. On the advice of his staff, he moved to the Yaoguang Hall beside the Jiuzhou Pond and rested for several days.

On a bed nearly one foot long and wide, Kang Yaluo lay naked and slept soundly. There were eight beautiful women waiting on him to sleep. There were bruises and dirt all over their bodies, and even when they were sleeping, there were tears on their faces, which showed how ravaged they had been.

These women were selected into the palace in early years and prepared to serve the saints. However, saints do not often come to Dongdu to stay. Most of them are supposed to live in Ziwei Palace for the rest of their lives, but they did not expect to encounter drastic changes.

"Jie Shuai." Staff Cui came to the screen and called several times in succession, with a slight urging.

Kang Yaluo raised his eyelids as if he was displeased. A few sparks came out of his nostrils, and he opened his mouth to curse: "Why are you making such a fuss?! You are sincerely trying not to make things easier for me!"

After saying this, Kang Yaluo grabbed the neck of a palace maid next to him and threw her directly towards the screen. A large living person was in his hands, and it felt as heavy as a pebble.

As soon as the palace maid woke up with a start, she only had time to let out a half-scream, directly smashing half of the screen, and continued to castrate her back. She fell hard on the huge pillar of the palace, and her body broke into an arc that ordinary people could not achieve. Inch broken. He fell to the ground, dying, bleeding from all his orifices, and not sure whether he was dead or alive.

The other maids were suddenly awakened, and regardless of their nakedness, they all got out of bed and knelt down, for fear of offending this demon king.

Kang Yaluo sat up on the large bed. He was covered in black velvet-like curly hair, with a fat belly and sagging fat that could almost touch the ground. Compared with him, the pregnant woman in Liujia was quite inferior.

Serving such ugly people is a kind of torture in itself for these palace ladies, not to mention having to face their unpredictable moods and anger.

"Commander, calm down." Staff Cui stood behind the remaining half of the screen, enduring his displeasure and whispering softly: "Weiwu Army and Heng Haijun had a conflict. The generals on both sides were arguing constantly, and people have been killed."

"Are you arguing again?" Kang Yaluo scratched his belly, but his tone was not as irritable as before: "What's the matter?"

Cui's staff replied: "The Mighty Army occupied the White Horse Temple and were searching for property. However, when Heng Haijun's people saw it, they tried to dissuade them, saying that the White Horse Temple was an ancient temple in the Central Plains and should not be desecrated. As a result, the Mighty Army thought they were here to rob property." , the two sides are about to get into trouble."

"Heng Haijun? That's Du Shuchun." Kang Yaluo thought for a while: "I remember that he is a Buddhist. Every time he attacked the Khitan and Xi people and returned to Youzhou, he would go to the Buddhist temple to offer incense and make offerings, saying that he was disinfecting himself. Karma...his mind is also confused, mother-in-law, how can he look like someone who wants to do big things?"

"The lower officials have temporarily restrained the people on both sides. Their respective generals are waiting outside Yaoguang Hall for the commander-in-chief's resignation," Cui Staff said.

Kang Yaluo waved his hand: "Let them wait!"

"Yes." Staff Cui took out a scroll: "One more thing. Hundreds of elders in Luoyang have signed a petition to persuade the general to assume the throne as emperor."

"This is the second time, do I still want to refuse?" When Kang Yaluo said this, a look of impatient greed flashed across his face.

"Three speeches and three concessions are ancient rituals in the Central Plains. Only in this way can people's hearts be calmed." Cui's staff replied.

Kang Yaluo, however, dismissed it and said with a smile: "People's hearts, people's hearts, as long as they are afraid of killing, they will still resist if they are not afraid."

"Jie Shuai wants to be the holy master who will enjoy the country forever, so naturally he can't be impatient." Staff Cui suppressed the contempt in his heart and cursed secretly that this fat bastard was still a barbarian after all. If he could not follow him to reach a high position, who would bow down and accept it? Humiliation?

Kang Yaluo naturally didn't know what the other party was thinking, but he felt that the compliment was quite useful. Thinking that in the future, I can be like that saint, sitting on the dragon throne, ruling the world, enjoying the most beautiful women, trampling under my feet those high-ranking and powerful people who once despised me, leaving them barefoot and shirtless in the cold winter In the cold wind, Kang Yaluo couldn't help but feel great interest in building a palace for himself.

Glancing at the palace maids kneeling under the bed, I saw that although they were all carefully selected and had outstanding looks and figures, after sleeping for a few nights, I felt that there was nothing new and they could not satisfy my appetite at all.

Not enough, this is far from enough!

Kang Jialuo thought that when he was in Chang'an, he had seen the harem concubines around the saint, just like fairies from the sky descending to earth to serve the supreme being in the world. That is the real man!

Unfortunately, he heard that saints, concubines in the harem, and royal family members all died under the evil spell, which made Kang Yaluo deeply regretful that he could not personally experience the pleasure of taking all the good things from others.

"Go and invite those great witches and priests. I have something to ask them."

For some reason, Kang Yaluo always had a subtle feeling when he thought of Chang'an Taiji Palace, as if what happened there was related to him.

Kang Yaluo didn't know why, and the more he thought about it, the more annoyed he became and felt uncomfortable all over. Just follow the custom and ask them to do something for you to get rid of the troubles in your heart.

Staff Cui resigned, and Kang Yaluo kicked the palace maids and asked them to change his clothes.

Dressed neatly, including the special soft armor that protected his torso, Kang Yaluo stood on the terrace and looked at the scenery.

Yaoguang Hall is divided into three floors, and the floors are high, comparable to a watchtower and arrow tower, making it easier for people to climb up and see far away, and it is only lower than the Wanxiang Palace.

Kang Yaluo felt bored when he thought that he would have to face a group of civil and military officials arguing over whether to continue marching westward to Guanzhong.

Those adopted sons of the Hu people saw the colorful world of the Central Plains, especially the prosperity of Luoyang, and they lingered one by one, thinking that the current victory was enough. Anyway, the saints were killed by monsters with unknown origins, so there is no need to side with the emperor. The worst thing is to bring all the gold, silk, wealth, and female craftsmen back to Youzhou, and live a prosperous and peaceful life.

As for the Han generals and staff officials, they all went crazy and wanted to fight westward every day, as if they had to completely change the dynasty.

In the past, Kang Yaluo was quite happy to see his Hu and Han troops quarreling with each other. It was convenient for him to take charge of the situation and balance the two sides. But now that I don't have that kind of patience, can't these people obey me obediently? Hu'er is responsible for fighting and killing, while Han'er is responsible for farming and weaving. This is natural.

Both sides were noisy and noisy in front of him, as if if they didn't listen to them, he would suffer, which really annoyed Kang Yaluo. Just as Kang Yaluo raised his hand to scratch his beard and hair, he suddenly sensed murderous intent approaching. Before he could move, a cold light flashed across the back of his neck, and his head was sliced ​​off!

With his blood rising and his head falling to the ground, Kang Yaluo still had a look of annoyance on his face, and his body kept raising his hands to scratch, with a funny look of being confused.

When Afu appeared and landed on the ground, she raised her hand and flicked her fingers. Her exquisite finger strength was as quiet as the breeze, causing the palace ladies to fall unconscious and fall to the ground without even uttering a single exclamation.

"That's it?"

Afu looked at the head rolling several times on the ground and was slightly surprised.

Although there are soldiers patrolling and guarding the Ziwei Palace, compared with the Chang'an Palace, it can be said to be a lot rougher. Moreover, in the place where the saints lived in the past, in addition to the imperial guards such as the Longwu Guard and the Xuanlin Guard, there were also a group of masters who were hiding in hiding to prevent assassinations. In the past, Afu was not completely sure that he could sneak into that kind of dragon pool and tiger's den.

But now Afu has broken through the innate realm. Not only has she survived the great catastrophe of life and death, but she has also mastered the art of hiding. She can escape into the narrow gap between the real world and the void, just like transforming into an invisible ghost. Unless you bump into someone with a keen sense of consciousness head on, it will be difficult to detect.

Afu had previously walked around the Ziwei Palace. In addition to looking for Kang Yaluo, she also wanted to determine the defense strength in the palace. She found that there were not many masters around the Yaoguang Palace, which made it easier for her to lurk and assassinate.

And unlike Cheng Sanwu, who often razed the surrounding area to the ground when he took action, Afu's extremely refined skills, coupled with her blood clan origin, allowed her to develop unique and mysterious abilities after entering the innate realm.

Even though Afu was quite confident in her own cultivation, she still felt something was wrong about being able to cut off Kang Jialuo's head so easily.

Looking down, he saw Kang Yaluo's head rolling his eyes, staring at him with a ferocious expression.

Immediately, the evil wind behind him suddenly rose, and the headless body stepped out in one step, as if the entire mountain of flesh was pressing down on him.

Such a crude sneak attack could not touch a single hair of Afu. She turned over and jumped with dexterous movements. She seemed to have just missed the headless body. In an instant, dozens of rays of light flashed through, dismembering Kang Yaluo's body on the spot. Even the fat waist, which was five or six times thicker than Afu, was cut open directly, and the ground was instantly covered with fat intestines and blood.

"Tsk."

Afu seemed to dislike dirt and refused to touch the ground. Her figure disappeared out of thin air and stepped into the edge of the void. When he reappeared, his toes were hooked on the beam of Yaoguang Palace, hanging upside down like a bat, looking at the pool of flesh and blood on the ground.

If anyone else looks at it, they may find that Afu's attack to kill Kang Yaluo is quite similar to Cheng Sanwu's invisible divine blade. This is indeed the case. Maybe the two are basically in harmony with each other in martial arts. Even if There was a tacit understanding even though it was not stated explicitly.

But unlike Cheng Sanwu who wanted to flatten mountains and cut off rivers, Afu's sharp edge was subtle and delicate, and could directly cut off the enemy's vitality and energy, fundamentally disintegrate the body, and directly damage the soul.

Even if it does not hit a critical flaw, it can still create a critical flaw. This kind of slash will even continue to expand, comparable to poison.

This is the result of Afu, as a high-ranking vampire, integrating all his past cultivation, martial arts and methods. Even if she completely imparts her cultivation experience to her disciples, it is impossible for ordinary people to have the same ability as her if they break through the innate realm.

But for some reason, she could clearly feel that her slashing attack had completely disintegrated Kang Yaluo's vital body, even his flesh and blood body was cut into pieces, but Afu still felt that she could not eliminate it.

"Who are you?" Afu looked at the head on the ground.

At this moment, Kang Yaluo was naturally unable to answer. He saw that the fat and thick flesh on the ground was covered with black smoke, which gradually became thicker and thicker.

Seeing such a strange scene, Afu frowned, and she felt an indescribable terror, which was exactly the same as Taotie.

"What's your relationship with Taotie?" Afu asked.

Kang Yaluo's body was put back together again under the influence of the black shadow. The self-healing ability that could no longer be described by common sense reminded Afu of Cheng Sanwu.

"Bitch..."

Kang Yaluo's head flew back to his neck, and he made a low and hoarse voice, but the expression on his face was both anger and fear, which can be said to be full of seven emotions.

Afu's brows moved slightly, and she realized that although Kang Yaluo's body had recovered, the wounds to his soul that he had caused should not have healed.

With the thought, Afu's figure disappeared and flashed around Kang Yaluo one after another. Slashes that were much stronger than before were struck one after another.

But this time, Kang Yaluo was not cut into pieces. Although his whole body was still covered in wounds, as if he had been cut into pieces by a thousand cuts, he was able to stand firm, which showed that he was making rapid progress.

"So annoying!!"

Kang Yaluo shouted loudly and waved his scarred arm fiercely. The flames suddenly rose from the ground and instantly filled the highest floor of the Yaoguang Palace. The stunned palace maids were directly photographed into a scorched black mark, and the rest of the gauze curtains They were all burned.

The Yanliu was so powerful that the roof of Yaoguang Palace was lifted off directly, followed by a shocking explosion, which attracted the attention of everyone in Ziwei Palace. When the soldiers of the two armies who were originally waiting by the pool outside the hall saw this, they ignored the orders and ran towards Yaoguang Hall one after another, and ordered people to get water to put out the fire.

But fortunately, the flames dissipated in an instant, and the burning embers did not prevent the soldiers from climbing up the stairs. They saw Kang Yaluo standing alone, with a terrifying aura exuding from his body, and the words that came to his mouth were all spoken involuntarily. Swallowed it back.

Kang Yaluo looked around. The injuries on his body were rapidly healing at a speed visible to the naked eye. However, his bloated and obese body had not been dismembered and had lost half a point. He even gained weight again. The fat on his chest and abdomen were drooping. No matter who looked at it, I feel sick and ugly.

But Kang Yaluo couldn't care about this. He could clearly feel that he had not killed Afu just now. I just didn't expect that someone would really dare to assassinate me, and I felt a strong anger in my heart that burned away my sanity.

"Catch the assassin!" Kang Yaluo showed a ferocious face, like a man-eating monster: "Search for me! Even if you dig three feet into the ground, you will find this assassin! I will tear her into pieces with my own hands!"

(End of this chapter)