(26) The blood stained Xijing

A bright moon shines on the Jiuzhou, and some families are happy and some families are sad. On this side, Bai Yunqi and Qing'er encounter by chance. One is a passionate prodigal son and the other is full of lovesickness. The enthusiasm of the two quickly accumulates and breaks out. Bai Yunqi honestly and unceremoniously picked her up and walked towards his room, thinking as he walked: "It's not that I, Lao Bai, is despicable, and it's really sad to leave a woman. Qing'er is my own sooner or later. It's better to be a match for the day than to catch up, just today."

In Xijing City, the battle in the Ice Palace hall had lasted for half a quarter of an hour. Although Mr. Ning was very careful, he still cut off four or five soft swords. At this moment, he finally realized the true strength of Feng Wei. These women looked gentle and well-behaved, but after they really started, the fighting method was almost desperate, and their cold-bloodedness was even better than that of the killers under Bai Yunqi. He remembered a sentence: The most poisonous woman's heart.

The sword light flashed in the hall, and it was already a mess. Twenty-four Feng Guards rushed around and chopped whatever they saw. Fruit and wood chips in the room floated all over the ground. Mr. Ning was unaware of it and was cut off a piece of his clothes by a soft sword. He had no choice but to turn back and attack hard. Unexpectedly, he was with the soft sword grid of a Feng Guard and immediately cut the sword into two pieces. The Feng Guard behind the broken sword did not take the initiative to retreat like others, but instead used water sleeves to attack for a long distance. After a series of sweeps under the girl's feet, she suddenly turned around and threw the broken sword in her hand towards Mr. Ning as a hidden weapon.

At the same time, several other palace maids whose soft swords were cut off actually followed suit and threw the broken sword together. At this moment, Old Ning couldn't bear it anymore. He had been struggling for too long because of his urge to pee. At this time, he didn't dare to move at all. He just tried to stabilize the lower plate and stood there to deal with the move. When the palace maid in front of him threw the sword, he immediately stepped back and decided to let him go. But he forgot that these people were not a mess, but formed a tacit killing formation to deal with him.

As soon as Mr. Ning left his position, he felt that the pressure around him increased sharply. First, the three swords on the front attacked his chest, throat and lower abdomen with one kick. The two women behind him were divided into two, one was responsible for blocking his retreat, and the other was holding a long sword and slashing towards his right side, because there was no one there yet.

So at this time he could only dodge to the left, but four broken swords flew over there at the same time and waited for him to drill into the cage.

At that time, Mr. Ning saw that the situation was critical and he didn't care much at the moment. He suddenly shouted and shook his divine power. He put a sword in his hand on his chest, and cut off the attacking sword. At the same time, he raised his left knee and took the kick from the kick and used the opportunity to avoid the sword behind. Then he bent down and stretched down, stretched his left hand on the ground, and swung a circle on the spot with his right hand. Then he rose up and rushed straight to the roof. Several broken swords whizzed past his feet and penetrated straight towards the beams and pillars on the roof.

It was not until he jumped up that he felt a chill on his back. He probably had his clothes cut off by the sword behind him. The killer below did not intend to let it go. Just as he jumped up, the three soft swords that had just been cut out shot out at the same time, and they were automatically divided into three upper, middle and lower lines to seal him tightly. The other Fengwei waved his sleeves, and saw more than a dozen white lights flashing, and the long sleeves wrapped around him like silver snakes.

When life and death were hanging on the line, Mr. Ning, who was in the air, had the only choice to swing his sword to break the attacking broken sword. As for those water sleeves, he had no way to avoid it. It was not until this time that he realized that if these Fengwei fought alone, they would at most be second-rate characters in the world. But once they cooperated, the angle and time were even better than gods, and even the iron-killed King Kong would be entangled to death.

All of this was like a arranged program, and he forced Mr. Ning into the air step by step before he started a desperate kill. Mr. Ning shouted in his heart: "Are they humans? These killings cannot be rehearsed in advance."

After finally getting rid of three deadly short swords, Mr. Ning felt his left foot tightening, and a water sleeve wrapped around him as if his eyes were long. At this time, he had already begun to fall. He saw the water sleeves everywhere wrapped around him, so he closed his eyes and slashed them. Suddenly he found that his right arm was also entangled. At the same time, his body was slightly shocked, and a water sleeve rolled up from his waist.

Mr. Ning was really helpless about these things. At this time, a wind came from behind his head and another broken sword was thrown over. If he didn't block it, he would definitely open his head directly. He knew that he was having a big time this time. He didn't care too much at the moment, so he had to use his left hand to take out a sharp dagger from his arms to block the broken sword behind, and then quickly cut off the ribbon wrapped around his right hand, kicking the palace maid down with his left and right legs, intending to land first.

At this time, Concubine Bing suddenly moved. She was waiting for this time, and she was the last move of the killing game. Mr. Ning felt that a white shadow flashed in front of him, and the sound of the golden blade breaking the wind had reached his chest. He never dreamed that Concubine Bing suddenly took action at this time, so she had to instinctively swung the dagger to fight. At the same time, her right sword attacked the palace maid on the left, intending to break a space and then make a steady step.

In his opinion, even though this Bingfei's martial arts skills were slightly higher, it probably wouldn't be much higher, so he did not put all his defenses on her. In addition, he still didn't want to believe that the Bingfei would really kill him. Instead, he thought it was just a competition, and after the competition, he had to give some advice to others. According to his thoughts, even if this Bingfei had great courage, he probably wouldn't dare to openly kill the court ministers, so he gambled, but the bet was a little bigger and he actually suppressed his life.

Perhaps it was because he was too smart and too calm that he made this unforgivable mistake. Concubine Bing really wanted his life, and he was willing to do anything. If Mr. Ning held heavy troops and was above all else, he had many personal guards who were trying to protect each other. But now he was in this situation and was careless for a moment and did not recognize the situation. Therefore, if he lost, the price of his loss was life.

There were already rapid footsteps and shouts of killing sounds outside. Concubine Bing knew that she had not had much time. She gritted her silver teeth and directly blocked Mr. Ning Da's dagger with her left arm. At the same time, the long sword in her hand penetrated her chest directly, breaking Mr. Ning Da's clothes like lightning and then exposing the tip of the sword from behind. After cutting his heart, Concubine Bing raised her foot and kicked Mr. Ning Da who was stuck in a stagnant body. Then she took advantage of the opportunity to pull out the long sword. A blood arrow spurted out from a long distance. Concubine Bing didn't even hide, allowing the blood from the tent to splatter on her snow-white clothes.

Mr. Ning looked at Concubine Bing with wide eyes, wanting to speak but unable to speak, so he could only point at her stiffly. Concubine Bing looked at him with a smile and said in a coquettish voice: "If you don't die, how can Zhang Chu destroy the country?" Then she turned cold and her broken sword shot out in her hand, sank into Mr. Ning's throat. Then she waved her palm and hit her in the Yintang, knocking herself out.

There were suddenly more than a dozen men in black in the inner hall. From the dressing, it was obvious that it was the Long Guard under Li Hao. Concubine Bing was covered in blood, and her arms were covered with red scars. She slowly fell down with a pale face. Mr. Ning didn't know what to say just now, but now he suddenly wanted to say it, but he couldn't say anything. He looked up at Li Hao who was rushing in and faced the hatred gaze. Old Man Ning said, "The Ning family is over, and Zhang Chu is over."

A famous general who had been standing on the battlefield for many years finally closed his eyes. He felt so tired that his legs could no longer support his body. He instinctively supported the ground with the sword in his hand, but in the end he lost his balance. His whole body fell forward two steps stiffly, and fell to the ground with a bang.

At this time, Bai Yunqi's iron cavalry was already moving rapidly in the mountains, with the steel gun firmly pointing in the direction of Xijing. Ning Yuan was still fighting to kill the enemy near a small town. The spear had just been pulled out of one person's chest and ruthlessly penetrated into another person's throat.

The entire Zhangchu land was full of wolf smoke, war, blood, crying, and escape, and it was going on all the time, with the sound of iron hooves and flags flying. The ordinary world seemed to have never stopped killing. Because of desire, it was destined that this place was either heaven or hell, and it would never be as peaceful as there was no storm.

The wretch in the inner hall no longer existed. There was no one in the whole room, and even the blood was cleared away. A gust of wind blew, and even the last little bloody smell disappeared, as if nothing had happened just now.

Li Hao looked at Concubine Bing with concern on the couch, whose eyes were closed, and pressed Concubine Bing's left arm, which was wrapped in white cloth but was stained with blood with his right hand. His eyes were full of tenderness, and even with a few tears. In front of the window was the hazy moon outside the window. The guard on duty held a lantern and knocked on the clapper while walking. After a few insects and frog sounds, the whole world completely returned to tranquility.

Concubine Bing suddenly moved, and then cried and said, "General Ning, I love you so much, I didn't expect you to rebel! I dared to hurt me, you are simply inferior to a pig or a dog..."

Li Hao reached out and placed his hand on her forehead and looked at her lovingly, feeling that she was still having a high fever. Concubine Bing grabbed the quilt and tried her best to shout, "Master, escape quickly, the Ning family father and son want to kill us, kill us, kill..."
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