Bone Painting Coroner

Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest update of the latest chapters of Bone Painting!The ministers looked at Huai Tongren who fell in the pool of blood and sighed.

The heart is cold.Li Qiao glanced at Wang Guogong: "Guogong, as long as you are willing to nod, I believe all adults will be willing to surrender, and you will be able to resolve the situation in front of you. After all, you are

A smart person should do what a smart person should do."

Wang Guogong knew that the situation in front of him was too weak to reverse.

However, he is the same as Nayen's phrase "I would rather die than bone". I would rather die than be the prisoner of others!

"Li Qiao, let's do it."

"Are you really not afraid of death?"

"Even if I really surrender, Pingyang Hou will also kill me."

The Duke obviously expected that if a person like Li Wenshi really reigned as king, how could he feel comfortable letting him stay in the DPRK and China?He is not left with his life now, but sooner or later one day he will be killed.

It is better to die happily than to steal a life.

Li Qiao thought about it. If his father had orders, he wouldn't accept them.

The palace has become a mess, he can't let the situation of Yangxindian stiffen again and again!

Can only kill!

Ruthlessness flashed across his face, and he ordered: "Okay, then forgive me for not feeling bad, kill!"

The surrounding guards raised their swords and strangled their mouths.

Fortunately, Jing Rong brought people in time...

Dozens of soldiers rushed in to control the situation.

At this time, thick smoke filled the hall, and the fire had spread...

Jing Rong, dressed in armor and with a cold face, ordered Lang Po around him: "Take these old officials away first."

Langpo leads his life to take people out safely.

"No one is allowed to leave!" Li Qiao yelled, looking at the situation out of control in front of him, "Who are you?"

Jing Rong treaded his shoes forward and said coldly: "Li Qiao, take a good look. Now the palace is surrounded by the army. You have nowhere to escape. I advise you to tie your hands!"

"Army?"

"Pingyang Hou has been arrested in Tongzhi Hall, and your plan to attempt to seize the palace has failed."

"Impossible!" Li Qiao was blushing, looking out of the hall illuminated by the fire, shouting, "Come, come!"

Even though he shouted and broke his throat, the guards outside were indifferent.

The facts lie ahead.

Jing Rong said: "No need to shout, your people have not entered the city from beginning to end."

Li Qiao's face was blue, and the palm of his hand was numb, and he was confused: "Why is this?"

All the soldiers have entered the city last night!

Jing Rong told him the truth.

Li Qiao, who has always been conceited, naturally cannot accept it. He said: "If you want me to surrender, you might as well kill me."

Everyone in the Li family has a bone!

He refused to surrender his weapon, and took his men and horses to death to fight until the last soldier.

Jing Rong greeted him with a single sword.The smoke in the hall was getting bigger and bigger. The fire from the sacrificial platform had spread into the Yangxin Hall, while the outside of the hall was filled with a sound of life-saving and the loud noise of the collapse of the roof beam tiles.Langpo took those old courtiers to withdraw continuously, Li Qiaoze

Bringing his own men and women intends to break out of the encirclement, intending to go to Tongzhidian to save his father, but when he realizes that this is an impossible thing--

He chose the sword to go forward!

I intend to die together!

So he tried everything to restrain Jingrong, trapping him and himself in the Yangxin Hall.

The two fight and fight, no one can break free.

All wounded!

The fire was blazing around...

They were completely trapped inside.

can not go out!

People outside cannot get in.

All the ministers were safe and sound, and the maidens and eunuchs were all evacuated safely, but Li Qiao and Jing Rong had not yet come out of the Yangxin Temple.

Langpo sees that something is wrong, and immediately sends someone to put out the fire and save people.

He wet his body with cold water.

Rushed in.

The fire blocked his sight and the way forward.

He only saw his grandfather in the final battle with Li Qiao in the fire.

"My lord!" shouted.

But the pile of objects in the fire was crackling, and the sound couldn't be heard.

He was crazy to continue to rush in, but was pulled by several soldiers.

"Can't go in anymore, it will die."

"open!"

The soldiers dragged him out.

There was a fierce fight inside, the last move, Jing Rong stabbed with a sword, hitting Li Qiao's chest.

Li Qiao's sweaty knee hit the ground, and the sword stuck on the ground.

Spit blood.

He tilted his head and grinned grinningly with a bloody mouth.

The smile was extremely dark.

Then, it fell down!

not moving at all.

Already dead!

Jing Rong stood in front of him with a blood-stained sword, and a trace of sympathy flashed in his eyes!

After all, Li Qiao is just a chess piece in his father's hands!

Seeing that the fire was getting bigger and bigger, Jing Rong couldn't take care of the corpse in front of him and propped the injured body out.

But the beam of the house beam fell down, blocking the way to the door.

It is extremely difficult to get out.

When Langbo was pulled out, he saw his grandfather coming out.

He shouted: "Go get the water!"

The soldiers hurried to bring water to save people.

Langpo also took advantage of this to rush in again, trying to bring Jingrong out.

Jing Rong struggled and kicked the obstacles in front of her one by one with her feet.

can……

A sword suddenly pierced behind him.

Straight through his heart.

The tip of the sword was covered with blood!

Drop by drop.

Behind him, Li Qiao exhausted the sword with his last breath.

"My Li family... never lose!"

He pulled the sword out of Jing Rong's body and held his last breath.

The body fell straight back.

Submerged in fire...

died!

Jing Rong watched the blood continually overflow from his chest, his bruised body slowly sagged to the ground.

Langpo stared at the scene with wide eyes.

He buzzed in his head for a few seconds, and the burning red piles in the temple kept falling down.

The soldier caught him mad and lost his mind.

"My lord, my lord!" he shouted, his neck meridians exploding.

Both eyes are red.

Through the flames, vaguely saw the scene hanging down.

"Lord!"

The collapsed pile has completely blocked the way out of Jing Rong.

Jing Rong could no longer support himself away from this sea of ​​fire, his eyes penetrated the swaying flames in front of him, and he met the eyes full of tears.

The chapped lips moved a few times.

Say a word...

As his words fell, his vision became increasingly blurred.

The blazing fire gradually turned into dazzling white light.

He closed his eyes!

At this moment, Ji Yunshu's clean, smiling face was deeply imprinted on his mind.

He wanted to see her more and hug her more.

The scenes of the past flashed through my mind.

From Jinjiang to Beijing, from Beijing to Houliao, from Dalin to Huyi.

At first sight, she was a menswear, elegant and refined, with just one glance, she was destined for life.

Two years, three winters.

After going through countless life and death partings.

He wanted to spend time with her and fill her traumatic heart with his life.

but--

Yunshu, sorry.

Above the head, the beam of the house was covered with fire and made a loud noise, and it fell down...

Martian seeds spread.

Yangxin Hall was caught in a sea of ​​fire.

"Where you are, I will be there, waiting for me to come back!" His promise, at this moment... has been reduced to nothingness!