The two short legs dangled in front of Zhao Jiulang's chest,
A dagger landed on Zhao Jiulang's neck.
Having already taken off his outer robe, Zhao Jiulang, dressed in white, walked out of the dark street with Xue San on his back.
"Little brother, can you come down?"
Xue San smiled and said: "It is said that the prime minister's stomach can support a boat, this time I want to experience a little more what the prime minister's shoulders can support."
"It is the world that supports it."
"At this moment, what's the point of you still talking about these scenes?"
Xue San waved to Zheng Fan and said:
"Master, here, here."
In the shouts, there is a strong expectation.
But the problem is that the breath on his body has not moved at all.
"well."
Xue San sighed, and said: "I said, Mr. Prime Minister, you can't exercise more on weekdays, and make yourself a master, so that I have made the most effort now, but I haven't gained any benefits. Got it."
Lord Zaifu, it is impossible for him to be a second-rank master, he is just a little puffy.
Zhao Jiulang replied: "I'm really sorry."
? On the one hand, Ali rubbed his shoulders, which had been punched by the old coachman earlier, causing some fractures.
but,
However, the cracks on the bones are really not as good as the cracks in my heart at this time,
Looking at the few remaining guards around,
Looking at Zhao Jiulang who has been held by Xue San with a knife over there,
Fan Li stamped his feet sadly.
Why?
it's over?
What about the fierce battle? What about the baptism of blood and fire?
Why is it so fast!
Immediately,
The Juggernaut continued to face Li Liangshen,
Fan Li, Siniang, A Ming and Xu Chuang rushed forward and killed the remaining guards.
Li Liangshen held the hilt of the big sword in his hand, his gaze was a little gloomy.
Zheng Fan looked at Li Liangshen and said:
"The Marquis asks you, are you a Jianghu swordsman, or Dayan's general soldier?"
"Heh." Li Liangshen looked sideways at Zheng Fan, "What about you? Are you the plotter who assassinated Zaifu or Pingxihou of Dayan?"
"I asked you."
"You still have the nerve to ask me?"
"Why am I embarrassed to ask you? This Marquis is a traitor, come on, who dares to punish this Marquis? You are a swordsman, you will surely die tonight.
Tell me, am I qualified to ask you? "
"What's the use of asking these questions now?"
"Of course it is useful. If you are an assassin in Jianghu, you will definitely die today, and you don't want to leave this capital. If you are the general soldier of Dayan, kneel down, I will protect your life."
"Hehehe." Li Liangshen smiled, "Mr. Pingxi, do you think Li is a fool?"
Zheng Fan took out an imperial decree from his chest,
hold up,
Looking at Li Liangshen,
road:
"Li Liangshen, the commander-in-chief of the Northern Army in Dayan Town, received the order!"
Li Liangshen looked at the imperial decree in Zheng Fan's hand.
This decree is naturally false.
It was the last time Ji Chengjue gave himself a blank order to send troops to Beijing, but because of the seal, Zheng Fan didn't lose it, and kept it on him.
The imperial decree is true, and the seal is also true. When you need to use it, you can add some words yourself, and you can use it.
When will Baobuqi come in handy, won't it?
Zheng Houye is used to carrying things that are useful and do not take up space close to his body.
Over there,
Zhao Jiulang, who was hijacked by Xue San, said;
"Mr. Li, kneel down to receive the imperial edict."
Li Liangshen still stood there, leaning on the big sword, without moving.
Zhao Jiulang said, "Mr. Li, kneel."
Zheng Fan held up the imperial decree and walked behind the Juggernaut,
Looking at Li Liangshen,
road;
"This Marquis knows that Mr. Li is not afraid of death. Then what? You died like this. Don't say that you didn't catch a single one in the battles of the past few years. After that, you won't have any part in the big battle to wipe out Chu. up.
Afraid of death, alas, a real man, but really not afraid of death, what kind of Qiuba is he who is afraid of death, isn't he?
but,
&nbs; Next, I will go to die.
Then,
It is up to you to gallop the world of Dayan, and unify the great achievements of Zhuxia, it is definitely not a dream! "
Back then, when the Master Tibetan went to Yanjing to cut off the dragon's veins, Zhao Jiulang stood beside the Emperor Yan, urging the Master Tibetan to quickly come up with the tricks.
It can be seen that Dayan's prime minister has a lot of courage.
Still the same sentence, seeking death is easy, but seeking survival is even more difficult.
"Master Hou, King Jingnan is not here now. If King Jingnan was here, he would not agree to you killing me right now. This will hinder Dayan's progress.
Dayan's process of unifying Zhu Xia will inevitably be postponed because of my death. "
In fact, it is true.
The reason why Ji Chengjue let Zheng Fan come to kill him was because Ji Chengjue had no choice but to agree, one was that he had agreed in advance, and the other was that he knew Zheng Fan's temper.
He Ji Lao Liu dared to break the contract, and the one surnamed Zheng dared to go back and raise the flag to rebel!
Whether the rebellion is successful or not is another matter. If you mess up the situation for you, it¡¯s just for you to mess up the society. Ji Chengjue is the one who understands Zheng Fan best in this world, except for the devil.
Essentially, Ji Chengjue was very reluctant to part with Zhao Jiulang.
At this time,
The dawn of the sky began to appear, and the sky was about to dawn.
Zhao Jiulang pursed his lips.
Zheng Fan said:
"Two years?"
"Yes, Benfu can swear here that after the two-year period expires, I will enter Litian Jingnan Hou Mansion in white clothes to die for that lady."
"well."
Zheng Fan let out a long sigh,
road:
"All right."
Hearing this, Zhao Jiulang stumbled up from the eaves and bowed to Zheng Fan:
"Zhao Jiulang is on behalf of Dayan, thanking Marquis Pingxi for not killing him today."
Zheng Fan stood up,
Looking at the dawn in the east,
road:
"The sun is coming out."
"Yes, the sun"
"Pfft!"
Wuya Knife,
It cut Zhao Jiulang's neck.
Lord Zheng Hou grabbed Zhao Jiulang's head,
Forcibly breaking Zhao Jiulang's neck,
Let the blood from the wound continue to flow out as much as possible, and keep it in this extremely uncomfortable bleeding position before death.
"HouyouI"
Zhao Jiulang wanted to speak, but couldn't speak, his body could only start to convulse and tremble.