Building The Ultimate Fantasy

The gate of Emperor Jing opened slowly.

Ten horses hoofed in.

Thick blood, pervaded between their noses and noses.

Jiang Li rode the horse, the horse's mane fluttered, and his eyes seemed to be a sea of ​​corpses, and the ground was covered with messy arrows and corpses.

On the city wall, the corpses of soldiers lay down in various poses, and blood flowed through the cracks of the city wall, seeing the clothes, it was the guard of Dijing.

"what happened?"

A messenger shuddered, and the scene before him struck his mind.

"Is it the army of the North County, or the army of the West County that broke into the Imperial City?"

Another came to swallow.

Jiang Li pulled the reins, and the horses seemed to be full of anxiety because of the bloody ground.

"Young Master Luluo..."

In Jiang Li's eyes, there was a strange flash of light.

Beiluo...coming here?

...

Bookcase.

As always, quiet and elegant.

Mo Tianyu was sitting in front of the door of the bookstore, studying the hexagram technique, carrying a giant gourd on one side, and constantly pouring wine into his mouth.

Mo Tianyu realized that he had grown up since he was pulled back from Beiluo City.

He is no longer the unscrupulous, madman of the unruly Emperor Jing.

He understands that if he wants to be arrogant, he must first have strength. If he has the strength of Lu Fan, then he can be arrogant and arrogant. Who dares to control him?

As for the hexagram... he didn't give up.

After all, this is his hobby. Before he went to the door of the Confucius, he was already learning Guashu, so he couldn't let go.

Even if his hexagram technique frequently went wrong, he still never gave up.

There is no regret in this life.

In the attic.

Footsteps sounded, and Mo Tianyu was startled, but the master who had been behind closed doors for some days didn't know when, Ricket carrying his back, carrying his hands, standing on the pavilion, looking into the distance.

Kong Nanfei, dressed in a Confucian costume, walked out from behind the Master and looked at the same.

"The mountain is raining and the wind is full."

"Do you feel it? The wind of Dijing... began to change."

The national teacher said slowly.

Kong Nanfei nodded his head: "Lu Ping's maid and driver ride the Beiluo 500 iron into Dijing."

"The purpose of Lu Ping'an is very simple, and he intends to use the means of sweeping the families of Beiluocheng to clean up all the decaying families of Dijing."

"However, although the Imperial Family Group is not as strong as the family in the South County and the North County, it is very difficult to clean it because it is too close to the court ministers group and it moves the whole body."

The Master smiled, his white hair trembling constantly under the wind.

"Someone once said that the chaos of the world should use heavy code, the old man does not care, after all, under the heavy code, it will destroy the original order, which is bad for the country and the people."

"But... today's big week, there is nothing to lose. Where can it go any worse?"

Guoshidao.

Kong Nanfei was stunned.

"It's still Lu Ping's transparency..."

The national teacher said with emotion.

...

Dijing, Zijin Palace.

After reading the secret letter in his hand, Yu Wenxiu burst into fiery brilliance in his eyes.

"Do what I dare not do..."

"It is indeed Lu Pingan."

The secret letter in his hands was clenched by Yu Wenxiu, and was crumpled into a ball.

"Good kill! All kill!"

"These people dare to recruit secretly, and even the military power of the imperial capital has begun to get involved. Is this a rebellion?"

"Once the imperial capital broke out, Da Zhou's hope was completely eliminated."

"It's really hateful!"

Yu Wenxiu's face was cold, and he slapped it on the desk.

He felt that his emperor was really aggrieved.

Manchu culture and martial arts, no one can use,

The old eunuch stood on one side, his face also cold.

The obscure Zhao Kuo, the prime minister who seemed to step into the coffin with half a foot, was still hiding such a hand.

"Unfortunately, Lu Ping'an can't leave Beiluo to assist our dynasty. If Lu Ping's help is available, the world will definitely return to the Great Monday."

Yu Wenxiu sighed.

The old eunuch shook his head after hearing Yu Wenxiu's sigh.

This time, if it was not He Shou's letter that was written so much that it was hated, Master Luoluo even sent people to Dijing lazily.

Those characters can't be settled down and become a courtier.

Even if Lu Fan was willing, Tianzi might not dare to accept it.

...

Wangxianglou.

He Shou looked extremely ugly, looking at the gasping little fellow.

"Adult, around Wangxianglou, surrounded by iron knights in armour riding horses, I wait... I can't go out!"

The minion knelt on the ground, his forehead full of cold sweat, said.

"Go away!"

He Shou's face changed drastically, and the surrounding ministers were also frightened and hurried down the stairs.

However, outside the Wangxianglou, the sound of horseshoes burst, terrified that they did not dare to walk through the main entrance and went to the side entrance.

"Beilao's thieves are so cruel, I will wait for Xiangfu to discuss with him!"

He Shou said quickly.

He even felt that it was not safe to go out like this, and he changed clothes with the minions and came out from the side door.

however.

As soon as he left the side door, he found Beiluo Tieqi icy blocking the road.

He Shouxi's face was pale, and several ministers around him also shivered and turned to go, but heard the sound of a horseshoe suddenly approaching, and a knife that was still bleeding was lying in front of them.

"Who is it?"

Luo Cheng asked the knife with cold eyes.

In the distance, Nie Changqing came by car.

"You literati just like Sao, do ambushes, and like the high appreciation, is it still a pleasure to sing a poem?"

Nie Changqing came in a white robe and said lightly.

He glanced at the stopped group of people, and with his eyesight, he naturally saw the difference.

Although He Shou several people were wearing minion clothes, they did not have the temperament of a minion.

He Shou has already repented.

The methods of Ning Zhao and Nie Changqing and others made him completely afraid, and thousands of arrows and rain could not be approached... Is this the Wufu he knew?

The Warrior, even in the Grand Master's realm, can't reach thousands of troops and horses, and can't beat thousands of arrows.

In this ambush, he mobilized three thousand elite soldiers from Xiangye, and wanted to kill the driver and maidservant of Master Beiluolu.

I never imagined that I had encountered such unbelievable things.

Let thousands of arrows rain stagnate in the air and fall to the ground.

A pig-killing knife across the sky, killing people like slaughtering dogs...

All these made He Shou tremble.

Nie Changqing was carrying a pig-killing knife, hunted in a white shirt, and walked slowly.

"Who is He Shou? Reporting this person will not die."

Nie Changqing said.

The ministers who put on the minion clothes underneath already hated He Shou who invited them to observe.

At this time, after hearing Nie Changqing's words, he scrambled and pointed out He Shou without hesitation.

He Shou was pale and angry.

Luo Cheng glared, "puff" out of the waist long knife and went to He Shou's neck.

"The shit that is shitless is what you wrote?"

"Don't you dare to insult the young master?"

The long knife crossed the void, exuding a terrible sharpness.

He Shou scared his face like earth.

He regretted it. Why did he come to Wangxianglou?!

"and many more."

However, Nie Changqing stopped Luo Cheng's actions.

"It makes him die, it's too cheap for him, let him see what his plaintext brings to Dijing..."

Nie Changqing said.

"you can go now."

Later, Nie Changqing pointed to the minister who first pointed out He Shou's identity.

The minister was weeping with joy, and he ran away crawling.

Nie Changqing looked at the embarrassed figure and sighed.

The ministers of the Great Zhou dynasty are all of this sort of mercy, and they have no style at all. No wonder Di Jing will fall into chaos.

"Other people, kill."

Nie Changqing said lightly.

When the words fell, Luo Cheng's soldiers drew their swords one after another.

These ministers who had come to see the bustle were bloodied.

He Shou was paralyzed on the ground, and a stench came from his lower body. A neighboring minister, Xue Biao shot him all over his face, and he... was incontinent.

In the carriage, behind the curtain.

Ning Zhao's voice came: "The minister captured in Beiluo City made the family forces of Dijing very clear, and we will take it slowly."

Nie Changqing turned over the carriage and drove away.

Luo Cheng glanced at He Shou with a squint, raised him with one hand, then turned his horse, and the five hundred iron riders were vast and left Wangxianglou.

Five hundred Tieqi rides on Emperor Jing Street, and the people on both sides dare not speak out.

The Qian family, one of the emperor's family, the family head of the Qian family, is a courtier of the Zhou Dynasty, and is a faithful supporter of the prime minister Zhao Kuo.

Beiluo 500 Tieqi came to Qianfu.

Straight into the door.

There is no fictitiousness, and Nie Changqing holds the pig-killing knife, and the guards of Qian Fu come to kill one after another.

Luo Chengbian led five hundred Tieqi into the mansion, and escorted the Zhou family, except the female dependents.

The head of the Zhou family knelt down on the ground, tears in tears.

"Bellow Thief! Oh wait...why should I deal with my Zhou family! Why should I?"

After the carriage curtain.

A faint voice floated out.

"The Zhou family, has 13 chapters on it, impeaching my young master in Beiluo, and spreading rumors to spread rumors more widely. As for private recruits, the crime of embezzlement is not much said, and the crime is very evil..."

"kill."

Words fall.

Luo Cheng ordered that Beiluo Tieqi fell.

Blood splattered several feet.

He Shou, carried by Luo Cheng, witnessed this scene with his own eyes, and his face grew paler.

He Shou thought this was the end, but found that the destruction of the Zhou family was only the beginning.

Next.

Beiluo Five Hundred Iron Rides, surrounded by a carriage, entered the gates of the emperor's major families without rush.

One after another the luxurious mansions were broken.

One family perished under Tieqi.

Beiluo Tieqi, like a sharp steel knife, stirred the wind and rain of the imperial city, and harvested the rich families.

How many begs, how many screams.

Under Ning Zhao's guilt, he stopped abruptly.

There are so many evil things done by these families, but...

Their biggest guilt is to write many chapters and impeach Young Master Lulu.

The blood rain enveloped Dijing.

After jumping for a long time, Emperor Jing's family was finally killed by Beiluo Tieqi.

Feel the fear controlled by Master Lu Shao.