Hibiscus Flower West Moon Splendid: Bodhi Casts a Mirror Heart
Chapter 105 Qingquan Sorrow Scales
Chapter 105 Qingquan Sorrow Scales (6)
Song Minglei spat out a word from his mouth: "Kill!"
That Wang Sixiu immediately blew the attack horn, and the sound of fighting could be heard from a distance.
Yuan Feiqing moved over with his back arched, his face covered with sweat mixed with tears, and he leaned timidly beside Song Minglei, looked around hastily, and said timidly: "Lei, what should we do now? What should we do?"
Song Minglei turned his head around at once, with a strange smile on his face, gently stroked his face, and said charmingly: "Of course I killed Yuan Qingjiang, and then helped you ascend to the throne of God."
He seemed to wake up suddenly, walked towards me with frantic eyes, picked me up at once, and said fiercely to me: "Then I will kill everyone in the Yuan clan one by one. Fourth sister, I will step on Yuan Feibai The dead body made you my woman, yes, that's it, this way I can avenge myself."
His crazy laughter echoed in Chongyuan Hall, making people feel creepy for no reason.
How can true hatred be easily resolved?
Could it be that hatred will end with hatred?
"Come on, let the arrows go!" Song Minglei stopped laughing, pointed at the emperor, and immediately broke into a group of archers from outside the palace. He shouted sharply: "Whoever killed the original Qingjiang, he will be appointed as a marquis and general, with ten thousand taels of gold, for a lifetime!" Ronghua."
Greedy eyes flashed from the eyes of those soldiers. They set up long arrows and shot one after another. Dozens of good hands jumped out of the inner guards to block the sharp arrows.Seeing that Song Minglei's soldiers fell down one by one, Song Minglei took out a small flute from his sleeve and blew it lightly. Immediately, those fallen soldiers stood up one by one, and then threw themselves at the inner guard masters desperately.
Soldiers kept pouring in from outside the hall to escort them, but they were torn apart one by one by those living dolls, and the screams were endless.The emperor fixed his face, sat upright without moving, looked at Song Minglei fearlessly and solemnly, like a golden dragon standing majestically on the armrest of the throne.
Song Minglei's army united with some Dragon Guards, broke through the Changle Gate and broke into the main hall.And Shen Changzong kept blowing the horn, calling for the army in the side hall.There were constant dead men rushing to assassinate the emperor, but they were killed one by one by the inner guards before they got close.Shen Changzong and Yaoji fought fiercely, no one could get within ten steps of the emperor.
Empress Xuanyuan was weak in nature, how could she have seen such a battle, her face turned pale with fright, she slipped and fell at the emperor's feet, she almost passed out, Feng Weicong's slender arms reluctantly held up the sword in both hands, and his body kept shaking He stared at the center of the hall with red eyes full of fear, and yelled frantically.
However, more and more soldiers rushed into the inner hall with red eyes, some from the Tiande Army, some from the Linde Army and the Dragon Guards, and there were more and more dead bodies, with broken limbs and broken arms piled up with luxurious gold bricks.The Chongyuan Hall gradually became a river of blood, splashing blood on the four walls, the ink plum curtain was finally torn ruthlessly, the incense burner was shot down by random arrows, and rolled onto the blood-stained gold bricks, the long-burned Su Hexiang , remnants in the air, mixed with the smell of blood pervading the hall, making people almost sick.All appearances of beauty and luxury were destroyed by violence, leaving only brutal killings.
Song Minglei looked outside the hall from time to time, as if he was waiting for someone to come over.
The emperor stood up from the throne, sneered at Song Minglei, "Guangqian is waiting for Ming Fengqing's response."
Song Minglei turned his face.
The emperor shook his head lightly, and sighed: "Silly boy, she just wants to see my Yuan clan and his son fight each other. She is not like you and wants to win the world for the Ming clan. She just wants revenge, but the real How can hatred be so easily resolved."
(End of this chapter)
Song Minglei spat out a word from his mouth: "Kill!"
That Wang Sixiu immediately blew the attack horn, and the sound of fighting could be heard from a distance.
Yuan Feiqing moved over with his back arched, his face covered with sweat mixed with tears, and he leaned timidly beside Song Minglei, looked around hastily, and said timidly: "Lei, what should we do now? What should we do?"
Song Minglei turned his head around at once, with a strange smile on his face, gently stroked his face, and said charmingly: "Of course I killed Yuan Qingjiang, and then helped you ascend to the throne of God."
He seemed to wake up suddenly, walked towards me with frantic eyes, picked me up at once, and said fiercely to me: "Then I will kill everyone in the Yuan clan one by one. Fourth sister, I will step on Yuan Feibai The dead body made you my woman, yes, that's it, this way I can avenge myself."
His crazy laughter echoed in Chongyuan Hall, making people feel creepy for no reason.
How can true hatred be easily resolved?
Could it be that hatred will end with hatred?
"Come on, let the arrows go!" Song Minglei stopped laughing, pointed at the emperor, and immediately broke into a group of archers from outside the palace. He shouted sharply: "Whoever killed the original Qingjiang, he will be appointed as a marquis and general, with ten thousand taels of gold, for a lifetime!" Ronghua."
Greedy eyes flashed from the eyes of those soldiers. They set up long arrows and shot one after another. Dozens of good hands jumped out of the inner guards to block the sharp arrows.Seeing that Song Minglei's soldiers fell down one by one, Song Minglei took out a small flute from his sleeve and blew it lightly. Immediately, those fallen soldiers stood up one by one, and then threw themselves at the inner guard masters desperately.
Soldiers kept pouring in from outside the hall to escort them, but they were torn apart one by one by those living dolls, and the screams were endless.The emperor fixed his face, sat upright without moving, looked at Song Minglei fearlessly and solemnly, like a golden dragon standing majestically on the armrest of the throne.
Song Minglei's army united with some Dragon Guards, broke through the Changle Gate and broke into the main hall.And Shen Changzong kept blowing the horn, calling for the army in the side hall.There were constant dead men rushing to assassinate the emperor, but they were killed one by one by the inner guards before they got close.Shen Changzong and Yaoji fought fiercely, no one could get within ten steps of the emperor.
Empress Xuanyuan was weak in nature, how could she have seen such a battle, her face turned pale with fright, she slipped and fell at the emperor's feet, she almost passed out, Feng Weicong's slender arms reluctantly held up the sword in both hands, and his body kept shaking He stared at the center of the hall with red eyes full of fear, and yelled frantically.
However, more and more soldiers rushed into the inner hall with red eyes, some from the Tiande Army, some from the Linde Army and the Dragon Guards, and there were more and more dead bodies, with broken limbs and broken arms piled up with luxurious gold bricks.The Chongyuan Hall gradually became a river of blood, splashing blood on the four walls, the ink plum curtain was finally torn ruthlessly, the incense burner was shot down by random arrows, and rolled onto the blood-stained gold bricks, the long-burned Su Hexiang , remnants in the air, mixed with the smell of blood pervading the hall, making people almost sick.All appearances of beauty and luxury were destroyed by violence, leaving only brutal killings.
Song Minglei looked outside the hall from time to time, as if he was waiting for someone to come over.
The emperor stood up from the throne, sneered at Song Minglei, "Guangqian is waiting for Ming Fengqing's response."
Song Minglei turned his face.
The emperor shook his head lightly, and sighed: "Silly boy, she just wants to see my Yuan clan and his son fight each other. She is not like you and wants to win the world for the Ming clan. She just wants revenge, but the real How can hatred be so easily resolved."
(End of this chapter)
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