Fenglin Tianxia – Queen with a Thousand Pets

In the inner city of Bianjing, most of the family members lived, and the east of the city was home to rich families. In the alleys, the high-walled courtyards were either the residences of the princes or the rich and powerful.

The rising sun shone on the glazed tiles, overflowing with illusory colors, and the crimson door was marked with dazzling light and shadow, leaving a trace of shadow in the door door.

The grass orchid in the corner was stomped into mud by hurried footsteps, and the petals that flicked up floated with the flow of people, and looked at the usually elegant alley rushing into the elegant alley with weapons in hand and rushing for their lives. The soldiers broke down and flew over the courtyard wall, watching the guards guarding the gate and the wall with weapons nervously behind the door. The wind of early summer brought the morning coolness and waved the waves in the backyard. In the footsteps of those rushing maids, the screaming female voice in the backyard brought the fragrance of flowers.

"The Shenwu Army has retreated into the East City, and Long Jie Camp has been driven into the West City." Hearing Chuan Lingbing's words, Ye Shiyi turned to look at Ying Shisan and asked, "What? Brother Thirteen?"

When the city was broken, the two sides fought fiercely, and it was the most natural thing to be killed by the ruined soldiers and the rebels. However, tens of thousands of ruined soldiers were driven into the land of the rich family, I am afraid that it is not only the masters who die.

"The master said that those pavilions, towers, and classics are all the essence accumulated over the years. The collections of these houses must be preserved, and those courtyards, if they are not destroyed, they will not be destroyed." Ying Thirteen looked at the curls in the distance. Qingyan, said lightly.

That is, without fire attack, Ye Shixi licked his tongue on the long sword, and said: "What if someone pretends to be a slave and runs away?"

Shadow Thirteen made a move, and a dozen people in black walked out of the shadows, and silently bowed to the two of them, and said to the leader: "Those who are mortal, I have already recognized people, the corner of the courtyard gate Will hold on."

"So, then let's not keep alive." Ye Shixi's long sword made a move. Behind him, he was already impatient even with horseshoes. The cavalry in silver armor and red clothes rushed past him like a wind, and rushed towards him. Those who fled to the place where the rich family lived.

"Brother Thirteen, are you afraid of going to hell?" Ye Shixi patted the turbulent mount under him, and asked with a light smile.

hell? Ying Shisan smiled openly, Ye Shixi had already rushed out from him, and soon rushed to the forefront, and the white horse leaped over the heads of the broken soldiers.

"Hell?" Yan smiled unconsciously, and smiled at Ying Shisan: "Have you never told him? We just came out of hell."

Ying Shisan smiled and shook his head. Ye Shishi, you grew up spoiled by the third master and the master. How do you know what **** is? What the master is doing now is to break this living hell. For this reason, even No matter how many people I want to kill, no matter how innocent I die, what is there to fear? If there is retribution, then retribution will come to me.

"Let's go to Wang's house?"

"The Wang family will go last, they can't run away."

When he passed the Caishikou, Ling Qingyu stopped and looked at the empty square. It seemed that the look of the peerless man who had spoken Lang Lang four years ago appeared in front of him. He used his own blood to start Da Zhou's *** *, leaving her with the national policy, leaving her with a group of poor students who are now the backbone of her government system, and letting ordinary scholars accept her.

"Cheng Jia, I'm back." He said softly, and the team continued to move forward, Ling Qingyu's lips with a firm smile. With so much blood and so much sacrifice, in any case, Ling Qingyu will live up to your expectations!

The cascading palace cornices gleamed in the sun, the golden morning sun dropped a dazzling light and shadow on the inscription monument in front of the main entrance, and the lifelike nine-pillar beetles on the panlong cornice seemed to soar in the broken light. Up.

The walls of the imperial city are not high. Standing on the gate of the palace and looking at the densely packed red-armored soldiers below, the guards’ complexion is getting paler and whiter, and the sweat is dripping more and more. I can’t help but hope that the people below will attack the city quickly. It's easier than watching more and more people gather around, the artillery and speculative throwing machines that have been pushed up, thinking that they will be broken into pieces later.

He Li put his hands on the saddle, leaned forward slightly, looked at the magnificent palace gate with appreciative eyes, and hummed a little song in his mouth.

Guan Xiao coughed and whispered: "Brother Li, I'm out of tune."

He Li glared at him and said: "You don't know, it was originally sung like this, but later I didn't know which wicked person changed the tune."

He Dongping, who was following his tune and humming the small tune again in accordance with the regular tune, quit, and shouted: "General, what you said is wrong, this song is in my place, but it is a tune for each village."

"General," Wang Zuo, who ran from the gate of the palace, successfully stopped the arguing among the unreasonable people, and said: "The news from the palace, Chai Jinzhong detained all the officials in the main hall, no one Let go, saying that I want to see, who dares to kill the king."

He Li's eyes deepened suddenly, and a sneer at the corner of his mouth, his eyes as cold as ice when he looked at the imperial city.

"We are not scholars. Under the chaos, who knows who is the emperor?" Wei Lang said solemnly.

"Yes, but it's better for those ministers to let Chai Jinzhong kill," He Liyin smiled, leaning over to Wang Zuo standing beside the horse and said: "There are people from Chai Jinzhong in the main hall, right? Since they dare to imprison people, they can certainly kill people. , Told them to stir up the panic of those people, and then, you know?"

"Yes!" Wang Zuo replied and walked away quietly.

"Okay," He Li straightened up and said, "I've got enough rest, let's have some fun, Guan Xiao!"

After a month and a half, the roar of the cannon rang again in Luoyang, a series of huge explosions sounded in the city, and the sound was transmitted with the splashing of gravel and flesh, like the same signal, the blood stained the inner city.

"Let me wait out!" an official couldn't stand it anymore, and shouted amidst the huge explosion of thunderbolt.

"Sit down for me!" a guard yelled, and his waist knife slashed on the official's back without hesitation.

A few drops of bright red blood splashed on the steps in front of the dragon chair, making Chai Jinzhong stunned for a moment, and then watched the officials in the hall in a daze, and then more and more guards swarmed in. The blood stained red, gradually blurring consciousness.

I am the destiny! Why should these people oppose me? I am the leader of this world, and you have to listen to me! Those who oppose me, go to hell!

"Holy! What do you mean?" Mei Yushi said angrily.

"Chai Jinzhong! You faint prince!"

All kinds of roars rang out in the chasing screams, the bright red from the eyes dyed the brain, Chai Jinzhong could no longer see the others, and stood up violently and shouted: "What is the noise? Who dares to leave and kill me? !killed!"