Death Sutra

The scenes of the Tongtianguan meeting, together with the impression of the past, let Shangguan anger finally confirm that the former Xiaojia slave was the culprit leading to the palm of his hand being cut.

"He claims to be the son of Gu Shi's servant Yang Lan, but I am sure that he is by no means a slave." After he defected to the North Court, he said to the king.

"That is because he has become the Dragon King."

"No, he was like this when he first entered Jinpengbao. Although he was very docile, his manners and his eyes were not right. I should have doubts at the time, but I couldn’t think of it..."

"There are too many things you didn't expect." The king of the day was a bit disdainful. The first betrayal was sometimes excusable. It was shameful to betrayed one after another. The Shangguan anger is now like a dog who is only a family, and the value of use is only left. A little, not enough to get a good look.

The king of the day will not draw conclusions from the words of the traitor, so he will test, first the action, then the language, everything is under his control. The only accident is that the dragon king stole the flames and forced He had to showdown in advance.

He really likes that horse.

"Do you want revenge, or do you dominate the Western Region?"

The day after the king is no longer turning around and smearing, no longer tempting temptations, Gu Shen’s inner anger and hatred are like turning over the river, it is difficult to think about each other’s problems.

The hatred in his heart has never weakened, but he has been forced to hold it down. Sometimes it will be out of control. For example, now, killing the North Palace prince in front of him has become a deadly temptation. This temptation even outlines a pair. After the murder, the ecstasy picture was displayed in front of the owner, whispering, persuading the master to merge with himself.

"Return the skull to me." Gu Shen's tone and look did not change much. He defeated the temptation of hatred and was as tired as a wheel battle with ten top masters.

The details could not escape the eyes of the king. He felt the relaxation of the Dragon King's emotions and regarded this as a friendly expression. "Of course, it is useless to keep it. It is not much fun to retaliate against the dead."

"Jinpeng Fort is not what you hired?"

"Believe it or not, I really want to kill Gu Lun, and I have made a plan, but I was preempted by Jinpengbao. I want to say that the people who kill your family are not for revenge. For a simple reason, the Avengers want to witness the enemy. Suffering and being killed, for the benefit of the murderer, but do not care about the process, only concerned about the results."

Gu Shenwei is the Avengers. He only cares about the results. But the words of the king are still reasonable. He is talking about human nature, not the idea of ​​a killer.

The rude day of the king is better than the old savage defending. He did not mention the Central Plains word, but kicked the hateful ball back. The person who has the interests of Gu Lun, the most likely object, of course. It is also the minister in the Central Plains court.

Did the defending son not personally participate in the assassination? The king of the day must have heard of this message from Shangguan’s anger, so he gave a hint of just the right thing, and the rest of the things made Long Wang think for himself.

"Gu Lun, how is my father... killing?"

In the general Beiting people's remarks, the guards from the Central Plains, like the despicable assassins, smashed the son of the king of the day, and Gu Shenwei could not believe it. In his impression, the father saw the honor very seriously. I am also very confident in my own martial arts and will never resort to assassination.

There was also hatred in the heart of the day, and the memories of the past made him angry, but he also calmed down, bowed his head for a moment, and began to tell the truth he knew.

"I know what everyone said about the incident. Many witnesses looked at my face and claimed that Gu Lun used the sneak attack to kill my son. To be honest -" the sigh sighed heavily and looked at the truth. Actually, it is very repulsive. "These rumors are not fair. My son's horse-riding archery is a good hand. If it's a sword, only the three-legged cat's effort, want to kill him, there is no need to attack."

Depreciating his son and defending the enemy at the same time, it is against the intention of the king to go to the king. He picked up the jar, poured himself a bowl, drank it, and changed his way of telling, as if it was someone else’s. The story has nothing to do with him.

The cause of the incident really originated from a woman. She almost became the daughter-in-law of the king. However, unlike the rumors, the Seven Kingdoms of the Central Plains had no contact with her. He was the emperor and had been a hostage for many years in the North Court. The human condition is warm and cold, knowing the principle of being cautious and cautious, and knowing where your duty is, will never dare to be jealous with the Prince of the North Court.

The day after the king has been investigated in detail, confirming that the future daughter-in-law is as innocent as the jade, and even the seven emperors have not even met.

He had to admit that it was his son who provoked the incident.

The son of the king of the king is like the majority of the men in the North Court. He likes to brag after drinking. On that day, he blew a particularly powerful voice. The voice overshadowed everyone. After the war and the horse, he began to talk about his fiancee and praised her. Beauty, then triumphantly claimed that he had already passed to bed with his fiancee’s sister and personal maid.

"The women in her family are all mares, so most people can't satisfy them."

Why did the son of the king of the king openly humiliate his fiancee? The reason is not known. It is probably a drink of nonsense. This is a common thing among young men in the North Court. Some people even boast that they have had a relationship with their father's favor, so as to boast of their charm.

The people in the North Court usually laugh at this. The Seven Kingdoms of the Central Plains, who lived in the North Court for many years, still couldn’t fully integrate into the local area, and they slammed it out of time, causing a **** case.

The son of the king of the king just heard the sound and saw the expression of the seven emperors. So he decided to tease him. "Oh, Your Highness, tell us what the Central Plains woman tastes. I heard that the Central Plains Emperor has thousands of people. The woman, have you touched a few? Wait, you come to the North Court in your teens, except for the wife of the breast, probably not even seen the chest of your own mother?"

The son of the king of the day likes his own jokes. After laughing, he still has no satisfaction. He continues to say: "Small seven, you don't have to worry, I will go to her house with me tomorrow, I will find a beautiful little girl slave. After you finish, let you Also open the plaque."

The northern court man has a general mouthlessness after drinking, but the son of the king is still a bit overdone. The king of the day is almost retelling the son’s words, and he shook his head. "He is an excellent soldier, bravely going forward, never afraid. Dead, but I have long worried that he will get into trouble because of that mouth, but in any case, he is not malicious."

In the eyes of the king of the king, this is just an ordinary mischief, but the seven emperors can no longer stand it, and rushed to save face for themselves.

Even if the son of the king of the king was drunk, he was still very handy, and what he did not expect was that the seven emperors would have martial arts. The two were entangled. After being pulled open, the seven emperors had a swollen face and their opponents were only There are a few more scratches on the chest.

"Tear people, Xiaoqi will make the girl's tricks." The son of the king is still not forgiving. "It seems that you don't want to open a woman, but don't look for me, I will introduce you..."

Gu Lun appeared at this time, asking the son of the king to apologize, otherwise he would be a match, and the loser would admit his mistake.

Gu Lun was less than forty years old at the time. He was very mature. While defending the interests of his master, he did not want to offend the power of the North Court. Therefore, his so-called contest is to let the other party send a guard.

The son of the day-to-day king has been confused. He did not understand the straightforward words. He thought that the guards of Xiaoqi were challenging themselves. At this time, he felt that he was insulted. If he did not say anything, he pulled out his waist knife and rushed to cut it. .

This is not an official contest, but there is no sneak attack and no calculation. Gu Lun has made several moves, and he has slashed his opponent under the urging of the Seven Emperors.

The next thing was the same as the rumors. The injured son of the king was taken home and died in bed a few days later.

"Gu Lun is a master, has the ability to teach my son, but also has the ability to let him not die, but my son died, he died in front of me, and finally can not say anything, just stare at me, keep coughing blood. I hugged him, knew what he was thinking, vowed to avenge him, and then ended the pain for him. My son could not die in the hands of others."

The more and more calm the day after the king said, the deeper the hatred contained in it.

Gu Shen was a slogan, and the day after the king said a lot of things he had never heard of, especially the plot of the king to kill his son by hand.

There are some things that are not right. Gu Shen knows **** her own knives, but there are not many tricks that can make the other party stay for a few days, and finally can't even say anything.

"The knife is poisonous?"

The king slammed his teeth, and the hard cheekbones almost pierced the skin and nodded.

"Impossible, my father does not know how to use poison, and there is no need to use poison. You also said that he can easily defeat your son more than a sword and a fist, and his initial challenge is also a bodyguard."

The day after the king was silent for a while, he said, "I have invited several famous doctors from the North Court, the Central Plains, and the Western Region. They use the name of others. They don't know my son. After reading the body, they say the same thing. He died of poisoning. Actually, I don’t need them to say that I also know that the body I stayed for almost half a year, the wound began to swell three days after his death, and ruptured seven days later, and the pus blood flowed from the ground."

Gu Shen did not know whether she should believe in the day, but he believed in his father. "The poisoned person cannot be my father."

"Maybe maybe it is not." The day after the king suddenly seemed to be exhausted. "Your father is the one who started. The seven emperors are the ones who want my son to die. They are all my enemies. They are all dead. No one died in front of me, not even in my hands."

"The contest is an accident. It is necessary to prepare in advance to smear on the knife." Gu Shenwei still does not give up defending his father.

"Maybe the knife and the poison have already been prepared. As for the accident, my son's broken mouth can always create an accident."

The day after the king stood up, "Enough, hate is such a thing, my two enemies are dead, although I am not satisfied, but there is nothing to help, I will not transfer hatred to their descendants. As for you, day The camp-by-king camp is very easy to find. I look forward to your visit. It is best to take my horse. It is more important than my son. After that, we can talk about other things."

The day after the king stepped away, Gu Shen was immersed in meditation, and there was a flaw in the other's story, but he could not find out where it was.

The lotus girl appeared behind him. She heard all the conversations and said softly: "The wounds began to swell up three days after death, and the seven days broke down. It sounded like a means of Xiaoyuetang."

(Seeking for advice)