Taiping Order

Chapter 525: Seizing and Protecting, Choice (please ask for monthly votes)

Only in the night three days ago.

The long wind blows through the sky of Zhongzhou, and the lights are like dragons. The elite troops of Yingguo guard here. The conflicts between many forces are hidden, logically speaking, they should be considered lively.

But under the hustle and bustle of the surface, there is still an indescribable quiet feeling in this Zhongzhou city.

Lively, quiet, blazing, dead silent.

Different atmospheres circling around and condense into the night of a city.

The Su King in the Academy raised his head and looked at the wind surging above the sky, and the bells under the eaves of the Academy were shaking crisply.

In the past, there were crowds of people in the academy, so crisp and loud, and I felt it was so interesting.

Now that the school is lonely, there are no young people except the older generation. The bells ringing in the night wind have a lot of bleakness and loneliness, which makes people feel inexplicably melancholy.

The old Qilin with a broken horn was filled with regret in her eyes.

Is the fortune of the Red Emperor's eight hundred years going to the end?

King Su looked at the air, looking at the entire night sky of Zhongzhou. Many luck, military aura, king aura, imperial aura, and people's aura, spiraled and turned into a vast ocean, extremely complex, even the Daozong Can't see clearly.

Who can tell the destiny of heaven and the heart of man?

Gongyang Su Wang whispered: "How fierce the war is? Jiang Wanxiang's courage is so powerful. This time, he came to the fortune of swallowing the Red Emperor's lineage, but my friend, the school lineage has been in the palace for eight hundred years. Previously, since the establishment of the first Chi Emperor, he has fulfilled that agreement."

The old Qilin whispered, "At least you must protect the stability of the Red Emperor lineage."

Su Wang said: "Yes."

The old Qilin shook his body and turned into a kitten, lying on Su Wang's shoulder. Although he taught that little guy a lesson, the first generation master once said that "three people must have my teacher" and he also figured it out from the little Qilin. It can transform and reduce the shape and make it easier to move.

King Su carried the sword weapon in the ancient Confucian Taoist path and said, "Yuwen Lie, He Ruo captured the tiger and led the army to come. In the chaotic times, famous military generals were full of spirit and unstoppable."

"If you and I fight these two famous generals head-on, they will not be opponents."

"It is also very likely to die in chaos."

"The only chance is..."

The old Qilin whispered, "Kill."

King Su nodded and said, "Yes."

The old Confucian scholar stroked the sword with his palm: "The [Eight Hundred Years of Red Emperor] cannot end in this way. Even if he cannot win the world in the future, he can still be a happy prince and a good ending."

Later, the lords of the palace in the school secretly contacted the Chi Emperor, hoping to take Ji Zichang away and send him to a safe place. Even if he does not have the power of the world, he will at least have a safe and peaceful life.

However, Chidi did not answer him.

Just say that after that, King Su will see his answer.

Several masters in the academy have never given up on the rescue. They have done all their efforts and secretly contacted each other. The Taoist sect's Ziyang Zhenren and the Buddhist Living Buddha have all come forward and have prepared a way out and are ready to help them.

But they walked to Ji Zichang.

What I saw was the back of the real emperor turning around and ending his death with the eight hundred years of spring and autumn.

And now.

The surging flames soared into the sky, as if they were about to burn the sky.

Su Wang and Qilin, who were lurking in the crowd, watched this scene and were speechless for a moment.

They came to rescue the Red Emperor.

But at this moment, he could not move forward. The Qilin in the Eighth Heaven could not rush into such flames among the famous generals and the army of Yingguo. King Su was not the opponent of Yuwen Lie. The old Qilin who once followed the first generation of Master looked at the surging surging. Lieyan, he was stunned for a long time.

Qilin lowered his voice and said, "Is this his choice..."

"His answer."

King Su looked at all this and said, "Yes."

Old Qilin said, "I have seen him. Many years ago, he was born with the son of Concubine Wen. He was very happy and came to the school in person to pay homage to Taoist innate, Ziyang Zhenren, and also personally asked for the child. A long-lived lock."

"Then his son died."

"His eyebrows never eased again. Until recently, I could feel a glimmer in his eyes again, just like the morning dew on the grass and trees refracting the light, and he had a desire for life again."

"This is a good thing."

"Teacher, don't he want to be alive?"

Gongyang Suwang said, "He wants to live, but he still wants something bigger."

"That thing is more important than birth."

"Where is Concubine Wen?"

"She is the same."

The old Qilin was silent for a long time.

In the end, the old scholar could only take back his sword and just give a slight gift.

Even the Confucian King, who is above the ninth level of heaven and is not as good as the legend of martial arts, cannot take action at this time.

In other words, it is precisely because it is the Su King of Confucianism that he will not take action at this time. He can realize Ji Zichang's fiery and persistence, and understand that he will end the eight hundred-year fate of the Red Emperor with his own strength. .

Any action is an ultimate insult to those who make up their minds.

King Gongyang Su gave a solemn gift:

"Respect the Emperor Chi."

"A gentleman will never die."

The disciples of the first generation of Confucian scholars died for the righteous crown; they did not do the righteous crown, but the righteousness and concept represented by the action, so they died, which is called courage.

In front of the blazing flames, some were at a loss and some were panicked.

King Gongyang Su's actions were too abrupt.

Highlight yourself.

The sound of weapons array suddenly harsh. The weapons were laid flat, and the blades emitted sharpness and cold light. With Yuwen Lie and He Ruo Capture Hu as the center, they locked up King Gongyang Su.

Fight alone, Gongyang Su Wang won half of the table.

He Ruo Captures the Tiger by stably suppressing the pressure.

However, in the chaotic times, the domineering nature of military and military generals lies in the fact that the military and military generals are invincible on the battlefield. In this environment, King Gongyang Su will inevitably die.

But he calmly said that he would bid farewell to the Red Emperor. He did not consider the environment and whether he was safe. He only looked at the sharp formations lined up in front of him. He looked at the two gods, raised his head and looked at the surging nine levels. Ginger in the pagoda.

The old Canglong's face was reddened by the blazing fire.

He seemed to be stunned for a long time.

I have forgotten that a king and a powerful minister should disrupt the situation at this time, prevent the huge impact of the death of the Red Emperor from spreading, hold the news completely in my hands, and suppress its negative impact on me to the extreme.

He just looked at the fierce, brilliant flame quietly.

He gave Ji Zichang a decent choice, allowing him to leave his luck and fame and go to do what he wanted to go, but Ji Zichang's choice was unexpected by Jiang Wanxiang.

Life and death are also great.

After a long time, he looked sideways at King Yang Su who was surrounded by the God Generals. His white hair swayed in the fire. Jiang Wanxiang said calmly: "King King Yang Su, the first in Confucianism, I still remember me When you first met Master, you were just a middle-aged scholar."

"And I am just a young man in bright clothes and angry horses."

"Now that time has passed, you and I have reached this age and this situation."

King Gongyang Su just said, "Things in the world are impermanent."

Jiang Wanxiang had no murderous intention to King Su, but said, "I still have some things. I need to talk to Master Su first. Before the Fire, it is not a good place to chat. Please ask Master to turn around the Academy. The king, visit in person.”

Gongyang Su Wang said, "Why don't Ying Emperor call me today?"

The old Canglong looked at the fierce fire and replied with a smile: "I see the emperor today, and I know all the heroes. Today, all the places in the world are just an emperor."

King Gongyang Su held the sword, and under the gaze of Yuwen Lie and He Ruoqianhu, he turned around and left calmly, attracting the attention of the two gods. The remains of many royal families who died here were gathered, and the ministers All officials were taken care of.

Yuwen Lie, the only **** general who had the instinctive action of stopping fire just now, was stopped by Jiang Wanxiang, because the surging and burning flames represent the flames of the 800-year fortune of the Red Empire. For the cultivation of the soul, For a powerful divine general, it is considered highly poisonous.

Yuwen Lie looked at the fire, and the flames reflected in his pupils.

After all, regret.

Although this arrogant general was in a state of alert, he still nodded slightly, and the tiger's head was lowered, taking this as a tribute.

He Ruo was very experienced in capturing the tiger and had rich experience. After King Gongyang Su took half a step back under the general situation, he took half a step forward and said, "Your Majesty."

"The strongest Ji Yanzhong of the Ji clan has not been seen here."

He lowered his voice, famous generals in the world galloped all over the world, and everything in Zhongzhou was deduced, saying, "I heard that Princess Changle Ji Ning'er was born and was very favored by Ji Zichang and his wife, and was even more liked by King Li Guanyi of Qin. Adopted daughter."

"From the last time, Ji Zichang's decision to bury the fortune of the Red Emperor for eight hundred years, but people are not plants and trees, who can be ruthless? Even if the emperor's heart is as iron, the king's heart is as prison, and he has his own self The strength to destroy the dynasty's spirit, in this iron-like state of mind, there is still a trace of parent-child tenderness."

"I'm afraid it was Ji Zichang and his wife who were baiting at the cost of their lives."

"Then, entrust it to the King of Qin."

"If the Red Emperor's family has children, it will be difficult for me to suppress what happened today. Your Majesty, you must be ruthless and eliminate the roots. The world's national affairs, and the reputation of the future after us is ours body."

"Please give me a general order, and Yunmo will go in person."

"Take Ji Yanzhong and the Princess Changle together."

Yu Wen Lie, who lowered his head, looked up suddenly, and the fierce general's eyes felt a sense of impulse.

He Ruo captured the tiger's face as usual.

Jiang Wanxiang remained silent and said, "…Yuwen."

Yuwen Lie took a half step forward and lowered his head and said, "The last one is here!"

Jiang Wanxiang said, "You have heard what Mr. Qinhu said, too."

"yes."

Jiang Wanxiang said lightly: "I will leave this matter to you. Don't let Gu down."

Yuwen Lie lowered his head and said, "The last general, follow the order!"

The God General strode out.

………

Ji Yanzhong's aura became a little more rapid. He hugged the child tightly and activated his body skills to the extreme. After leaving the city, the warrior at the peak of the seventh heaven found the carriage that he prepared early.

It is a car pulled by a dragon horse, and the carriage has the skills of the Mohist school.

Even on the rugged road, you can still move forward slowly.

Next to Ji Yanzhong, there was a sword. The long sword was sharp and merged into the scabbard. The car was very fast. This old man from the Red Emperor family forced himself not to think about what Red Emperor Ji Zichang was going to do. Put your mind on that child.

Where is the King of Qin. Li Guanyi can definitely protect this child from the Qin King.

But just as he was speeding, Ji Yanzhong's heart suddenly jumped and beat.

The dragon horse was neighing, but it encountered a gully and almost stepped on the air. The carriage paused, moved horizontally and drifted across a bend, and stopped steadily. Ji Yanzhong gasped and his forehead was covered in cold sweat, and he raised his head to look into the distance.

He has already run a long distance.

But in this hundred miles, you can still see that in Zhongzhou City, the blazing color rising into the sky like a red divine sword, was dignified, and the blazing red spread out in all directions and turned into fire.

Ji Yanzhong grew up in Zhongzhou City.

He was extremely familiar with everything there.

It is even possible to infer that this red color that is as fierce as fire and soars into the sky should be located in the palace hall.

Ji Yanzhong subconsciously wanted to volatility the horse carriage and rushed towards Zhongzhou City. However, after the carriage moved, a struggle appeared on his face again, feeling Ji Ning'er who was sleeping quietly in the carriage.

Ji Yanzhong struggled on his face.

Finally, he gasped, his palms holding the reins trembled slightly, his cheeks twitched, and he suddenly pulled the reins of the carriage, causing the carriage to turn around, and still walked the path and headed straight to the south of the Yangtze River.

No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading!

He seemed to be able to sense the fiery fire of luck in the palace complex behind him, and he could imagine everything about himself, the bricks he walked through when he was young, and the courtyard when he was young, which was used to be taller than his height. The big red pillar, the osmanthus tree that my mother smiled and relied on when she gave her mother a story, was collapsing.

People’s memories are often connected to a certain place.

When those places collapse.

It's like the flesh and blood of memory and soul being torn apart.

Without a hometown, memory is like a wandering soul, and there is no place to stay.

People lose their place to go in this world.

The older you are, the clearer you are.

Ji Yanzhong gritted his teeth, betrayed his past, and took the child out, but when he was passing through a path, he suddenly felt something was wrong, and there was a sound like a powerful crossbow bursting out.

Ji Yanzhong instantly reacted and his scalp became numb: "Not good.!"

The red flame exploded and turned into a series of scales hovering, hovering around the carriage. The crossbow arrows shot out in front of them were like ink-colored rain lines, densely packed, all of which were the crossbows of the Mohist school after being poisoned.

Three hundred aircraft, ambushed and shot in secret.

Accompanied by the old dragon roar.

With the help of the unique skills of practicing the [Red Dragon Shakes the Nine Provinces], the Red Dragon Dharma Figures roared and roared, and stopped all three hundred armor-breaking crossbows. There were ambushes. Was it from Yingguo or arranged by other royal children, or —

They are the princes of the court.

Possibilities emerged in Ji Yanzhong's mind. He whistled, protecting the carriage and the children in the carriage, while exploding his unique skills by consuming internal energy.

The red dragon's magic phase circled, the dragon roar shook left and right, Ji Yanzhong's grandmaster realm energy directly covered about a range of about a radius, and the red dragon's magic phase turned into several afterimages, killing all directions, killing the hidden enemies one by one. Forced out.

"Wen's Secret Guard?!"

"And the Emperor's Red Dragon Guard..."

Ji Yanzhong recognized these people who were ambushing the road to Qin.

Even with Concubine Wen’s family and a royal family, the old man understood the plans of these people in an instant. They were also talented people. They guessed that Ji Zichang wanted to take Ji Ning'er away.

Then, he took action for his own benefit.

Want to stop Ji Ning'er.

"Ji Yanzhong, we are not interested in confronting you. We are here, and we only have one request, hand over Princess Changle!"

An old man with white hair stood there, the head of the Wen family.

Concubine Wen’s grandfather.

The Grandmaster Realm he had achieved, but at this moment he stopped him here. Ji Yanzhong said angrily: "Wen Xiangguo, you are the princess's blood relative, why do you want to do this!"

"The tiger poison is still not alive!"

"You, you are so heartless!"

The old man said, "I am not only Ji Ning'er's elder, but also the head of the family of thousands of people in my Wen family. Only by handing over the [Chin Emperor's only bloodline for eight hundred years] to Emperor Ying can we protect the family ! ”

"For the family, even I can die, and even my granddaughter whom I value the most can go to the palace to be a concubine. Besides, Jiang Wanxiang's heroic spirit will not hurt Ji Ning'er, but just let her enter the Yingguo Palace and be a New Princess!”

"That is the righteousness of the [Eight Hundred Years of the Red Emperor]!"

Ji Yanzhong was stunned. He looked at the ambush in front, looked at the swords and wanted to force him and the child back. He suddenly felt a ridiculous feeling. This gentle man, who had no opinion, suddenly thought. Smiled.

Absurd, absurd.

The void was filled with ripples, and the red dragon's magic image roared.

"It's ridiculous!!"

With a mistake in both hands, the Red Dragon's unique skills shook Jiuzhou. It was the first time that he was so angry and so excited to use it. He was an old man who had been walking around and saw Yue Qianfeng who could not eat enough at that time. .

He would observe secretly and find that Yue Qianfeng was a bandit and refused to rob. Every time he went down to rob, he would give the farmers the nature of plowing the fields, teach him the world's top skills, leaving behind the elder who started the legend of heroism.

He thought warmly that everyone in the world was the same, and everything he did had difficulties and could understand each other, but at this moment he finally realized it.

People and people act according to their class and position.

Can't understand.

This time, a killer was taken.

All the people who were beaten away by him collapsed their chests and vomited blood and died in three fights. They died miserably, and the dragon horse pulled the cart behind him.

Kill a **** road!

The ancestor of the Wen family looked moved: "Good means, so cruel and harsh!"

"Ji Yanzhong, I'll be your opponent, and the rest of the people will protect Princess Chidi."

"Good, take it back!"

The same master, with a large number of people and powerful people, had to slow down Ji Yanzhong.

A misty crane magic appeared and fought with Ji Yanzhong. Ji Yanzhong was desperate to stop him, suppressing this old opponent who seemed to be different from his strength in the past, but there were too many people on the other side.

His eyes were rippling as they approached the carriage. As he was trying his best to save his life, the one who rushed over to the front opened the curtain, and a smile appeared on his face.

But his body suddenly stopped.

Then he suddenly raised his head toward the back, like a rag, and his body tore apart from the middle, leaving only a blood mist. Everyone was slightly stagnant, but they saw such scenes appear constantly. In a blink of an eye, hundreds of ten people could see All the good warriors died.

Then, there was a sharp and sharp sound of breaking through the air that made people's scalp numb.

Wen Hanfeng's face stagnated, and the next moment, his pupils contracted.

Ripples appeared in the void, and it seemed that a white tiger was rushing out.

The tiger has two eyes and is arrogant and arrogant.

In just a moment, Wen Hanfeng's protective energy was shattered.

The first talented man in the literary family in a century, the aura of the master of the seventh level of heaven shattered like a rag. His eyes were in front of him, his throat was sweet, and he opened his mouth and spewed out blood. When he reacted, he was already heavy. The gun was chiseled through the abdomen and nailed to the rock wall.

Blood kept flowing and dripping.

Ji Yanzhong was stunned and lost his mind. He subconsciously raised his head to look.

The sound of the horse's hooves is pure.

It fell on the ground and made a ticking sound. The cloak rolled up like a cloud of ink. The dragon horse with an eight-foot chest height [Steping on the Cloud], the man above was extremely tall, with broad shoulders, a dark silver heavy armor, and a white face and ink pupils. Handsome and arrogant.

The fifth general in the world, the great general of divine power, Yuwen Lie.

A trace of despair appeared in Ji Yanzhong's heart.

This is the real top figure.

Yuwen Lie raised his hand, and the heavy gun roared, which was in harmony with the Dharma, burst out with a terrifying force, directly killing Wen Hanfeng, and then burst out with a stream of light and flew back to his hand. The top **** general held it in his hand. The magic weapon comes with majestic aura.

Ji Yanzhong stood in front of Yuwen Lie.

Yuwen Lie said concisely and said:

"Your Majesty wants me to remove you and Changle."

Ji Yanzhong was not seriously injured and knew that he was in the seventh level of heaven, so he would never be able to stop this powerful and powerful general.

He is not afraid of dying.

It was just because of incompetence and could not protect Ji Ning'er in such a turbulent and chaotic world. Yuwen Lie shook his hand and threw it away, and the afterimage killed him. The heavy gun stabbed Ji Yanzhong, but just wiped the old man's neck. Punch into the rocks.

Ji Yanzhong was stunned.

Yuwen Lie said, "Your Majesty Chi has burned himself to destroy the world's Taoist ruling for eight hundred years. Then, Ji Ning'er is no longer a princess."

Ji Yanzhong opened his mouth, even though he had expected it, he still felt a sense of sadness at this moment. It was still hard to say whether it was for the 800-year-old Red Emperor or for Ji Zichang's pity.

Many things cannot be divided so clearly.

Yuwen Lie said slowly, "You are lucky. The Taoist Ziyang and the Buddhist monks all took action and stopped most of the pursuers for you. It was just that because the Chidi chose differently from what they expected, he did not tell them. choose."

“It hasn’t come yet.”

"And because of King Su, He Ruoqianhu and me can only have one person."

"It was me who came out."

Ji Yanzhong watched the powerful general of the world riding a dragon horse and walking to the carriage. He turned over, leaned in, and looked at the sleeping little girl.

The cloak swayed.

General Shenwei half-kneeled in front of the child.

He stretched out his palm and carried Ji Ning'er, who was over two years old.

Put it in your arms and tie the robe tightly. Yuwen Lie's voice was rarely gentle and said, "Your father and mother are like this for the world, and they are so brave and chaotic. The world is so chaotic, but not Can always fall into a traitor.”

"Let Yuwen Lie protect His Highness the Princess."

"Let's go the last way..."

He held the child and turned around. The cold general rode on the divine horse, holding the child with his left hand and holding the gun with his right hand. Looking at Ji Yanzhong, the old man's sleeve robe was stained with blood on his chest, but he was stunned and said, " Why?”

He didn't understand, was Yuwen Lie going to trick Ji Ning'er back?

Yuwen Lie's tone was cold and plain: "In the chaotic world."

“It’s not just about winning and losing.”

"A real man will do what he wants and not do what he wants."

"You, lead the way."

(End of this chapter)