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Volume 2 Wandering in the Jianghu Chapter 12 Wang Zhen

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    Cao Jixiang was young after all, and he was the first to lose his composure and take action. He waved three balls of spiritual fire and hit Wang Zhen from the left, right, and middle, hoping to make Wang Zhen unable to avoid him. Wang Zhen's little eyes widened.  He shouted three times in a row: "Okay, okay, okay." The spiritual fire technique could only raise one ball of spiritual fire at first, but now Cao Jixiang can actually use three groups at the same time, but Wang Zhen is not afraid, he has already had it in his belly  With a good plan in mind, he observed that the spiritual fire on the left and right sides flew faster and hit him in an arc. Wang Zhen thought to himself, Cao Jixiang didn't know it was him just now, but he called out his name, he must be shocked.  He hoped to kill with one move, so the blows he faced before were all at least 90% of the strength of the two people. In this way, although Cao Jixiang's moves are exquisite, his strength is not enough. It is a bit worse than he thought. As long as he is lucky,  Raise a ball of spiritual fire and run towards the left or right side, then smash the spiritual fire head-on, and then split it to hit the other two. This seemingly invulnerable trick can be solved. Cao Jixiang's power is fixed.  It seems that there is no dead end in separation, but in fact it is a move evolved at the expense of power. Instead of retreating, advance instead, use advance to retreat. As soon as Wang Zhen performed this move, Cao Jixiang couldn't help but frown. Jiang is still old and hot. He can defeat the enemy with his own strengths.  In a short time, he judged how to deal with the strategy in a short period of time. A smile appeared on the corner of Wang Zhen's mouth, but his face soon darkened again, because Cao Jixiang did not panic, but looked at Wang Zhen expressionlessly.  , this feeling reminded Wang Zhen of Cao Jixiang¡¯s laughter in the next second. Behind the calm was a bigger storm, and behind the expressionless face was a smile that he could hardly hold back. Wang Zhen became suspicious, and suddenly saw the two groups of spiritual fire.  Suddenly he accelerated and caught up with the ball of spiritual fire that Wang Zhen was heading towards. The three groups combined to force Wang Zhen to avoid it. Suddenly a ball of fire broke out. Cao Jixiang laughed loudly because Wang Zhen had already burned into a ball of flames.  , Cao Jixiang looked at the Imperial Guards beside him with a proud smile. When everyone in the Imperial Guards came into contact with Cao Jixiang's gaze, they all took a step back in fright. They were not afraid of dying on the battlefield and under the sword, but they were not afraid of being burned alive.  It was so miserable. Suddenly Cao Jixiang stopped laughing, just like Wang Zhen just now, because he found that Wang Zhen was burning something wrong. Before he had time to think about it, he saw Wang Zhen burning into a ball and rushing toward him quickly. The flames  In the middle, Cao Jixiang saw Wang Zhen's face, which was a face that looked upon death as if he were going to die together. Cao Jixiang quickly retreated, and kept waving the spiritual fire at Wang Zhen, but after all the spiritual fire hit Cao Jixiang, it was like  Like a stone sinking into the sea, it disappeared without a trace and had no effect at all. It merged into the flames on Wang Zhen's body and burned more and more fiercely. Wang Zhen shouted: "The art of spiritual fire was originally meant to castrate us."  Those who abuse the body should use the technique of abusing the heart. If you don't burn yourself, how can you know the maximum power of the spiritual fire technique? "Wang Zhen burned himself. Although he suffered great pain, he increased his speed.  It directly hit Cao Jixiang, who was running and dodging. Cao Jixiang fell to the ground, and then blue flames ignited on his body. The two of them burned together. From the outside, it was impossible to tell who was who, and they could only vaguely see who it was.  I saw the two figures in the flames, as well as Cao Jixiang's constant screams, but Wang Zhen remained silent. After a long time, the flames went out. Both Wang Zhen and Cao Jixiang were scorched black and dying. Wang Zhen got up with all his strength.  , left Cao Jixiang, looked at the charred Cao Jixiang, sneered and fell to the ground, suddenly a shrill scream from the internal prison sounded: "The emperor has arrived.  "Zhu Qizhen's Luanjia arrived. The Luanjia raised the beaded curtain and Zhu Qizhen ran down from it. The guards and eunuchs around him were caught off guard. Zhu Qizhen fell to the ground before he could take two steps. Everyone around him hurriedly helped him.  Fearing that Zhu Qizhen would fall and get hurt, Zhu Qizhen threw away their outstretched hands, got up and stumbled to Wang Zhen's side. At this moment, Cao Jixiang and Wang Zhen were both covered in black, and it was impossible to tell who was who.  , but Zhu Qizhen could tell it, relying on the feeling that Wang Zhen brought to him since he was a child, which was doubtful and said to be the intuition of love, "Mr.  "Zhu Qizhen picked up Wang Zhen who was burned like coke. Wang Zhen looked up to the sky and laughed, his laughter was unrestrained and hoarse, as if he wanted to laugh out the absurdity and success, despicability and greatness of his life. This was the first or last time for him.  The only time he did not guard Zhu Qizhen was to call the emperor again: "My child, you have to walk the road in the future on your own. I can no longer accompany you. Whether you are a good emperor or not is for future generations to evaluate.  But I hope you can be a good person. Those who rule the world cannot have good intentions, but I want to say it with a clear conscience.  " After saying that, Wang Zhen closed his eyes, and two drops of turbid tears flashed from the corners of his eyes. Zhu Qizhen remained silent. All he could see in front of him was the figure of Wang Zhen who accompanied him when he was a child. The king who bullied the courtiers with him.  Zhen, the Wang Zhen who allowed himself to go to the Wara Tumu Fort and was captured. Although all this was enough for future generations to call him a foolish king, Zhu Qizhen did not complain or regret. He still regarded the prisoner Wang Zhen as his elder.  Even my father,Qizhen loved him. Thinking of the several dangers he saved in Wala, and thinking of the old servant in Nangong who didn't talk much and never looked at him, but who killed all the Nangong guards on the night of seizing the door, Zhu Qizhen could imagine that Wang  At that time, Wang Zhen looked at his back and sighed. Now, Wang Zhen spent the last part of his life to help him secure the throne again. Now, Wang Zhen is teaching himself for the last time. Zhu Qizhen burst into tears and burst into tears.  Heartbroken and almost fainting, about half an hour later, Zhu Qizhen stopped crying, but his face was already as pale as a mourning heir. He stood up and swayed. Zhu Qizhen took off his dragon robe and draped it on Wang Zhen  Then he picked up Wang Zhen's body with all his strength. A sweet mouthful of blood flowed out of the corner of his mouth. It hurt and his heart was like a knife. Everyone was shocked and knelt down, begging Zhu Qizhen to take care of the dragon body. Zhu Qizhen took a step forward.  He walked towards the palace step by step. When he passed by Cao Jixiang, he saw Cao Jixiang who was still alive. Zhu Qizhen paused and said, "Mr. Xuan, treat the traitor Cao Jixiang." Although everyone finally agreed to obey the saint.  However, there was confusion in his eyes. Zhu Qizhen showed a crazy and weird smile: "Save him, don't let him die, otherwise you will all be buried with him. I will cut the thief Cao into pieces with a thousand knives, even if  It¡¯s hard to explain why I only have hatred in my heart, hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha.¡± Zhu Qizhen hugged Wang Zhen¡¯s body and left with a smile. ¡°What is right and what is wrong will be judged by future generations. Only emotion remains the same, moving the world.  Forever and ever, this night is tragic, lonely, and cruel at the same time. The struggle for power has always been inhumane, but who can have no feelings? The feelings revealed on the ruthless road are the so-called true feelings.  , Sigh, sad, magnificent, this moment belongs to a person, a not great person, , Wang Zhen,
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