There were constant cries of killing all around, and figures of people fighting were indistinguishable.

All the noisy sounds did not reach Wu Xian's ears at all.

His brain felt as if someone had been hit with a hammer. The pain was so painful that it was numb, and there was only an endless buzzing in his ears. He was so shocked that he lost the ability to speak and think for a moment, and the sarcastic sentence kept repeating in a loop.

He gritted his teeth, and his raised fingers shook into chaff: "You, you actually - fooled me!"

Wu Xian's bodyguards and generals also reacted, drew their swords and pointed at the Imperial Guards, and surrounded him, expecting him to be unable to fly. Facing such a large battle, the Imperial Guards showed no fear. He lowered his head slightly and allowed a few wisps of rays

Silver-white hair swept across his eyes, slightly covering the sarcasm in the depths of his pupils. The Imperial Master looked at everyone with a very interesting look, as if he was looking at a group of ignorant, dull, wild monkeys with undeveloped hair. He opened his lips and laughed mercilessly at Wu Xian:

"You have no brain, how can you be called a loner in front of me?"

Wu Xian felt a tightness in his chest and his eyes were about to burst.

Tong Ling's big eyes almost bulged out of their sockets with anger.

He raised his hand to cover his chest, and the blood all over his body rushed straight to Tianling Gai under the influence of anger, and his blood vessels were about to explode! Wu Xian could only endure it again and again, trying hard to swallow the blood surging in his throat. He said hoarsely: "What on earth do you want to do?

? In vain, I trust you so much. I promised to make the Eternal Life Religion the state religion when things are done. I made you the national teacher of Gao Kingdom. I promised you to preach scriptures and sermons in the country. With all these things, I asked myself that I have shown the greatest sincerity, why are you still not satisfied?

And betrayal! Whose person are you?"

Wu Xian was so angry that he didn't think it was Shen Tang.

His "friend of Tang Di" is also a victim now.

Only "the snipe and the clam fight, the fisherman wins" can explain it. Wu Xian is only angry and unwilling at this moment. He wants to know which bastard became this "fisherman"! He will use all the strength of the country to kill the other party's ancestors.

The ashes of eighteen generations have been raised!

The Imperial Master's eyes swept across the battlefield indifferently.

I don't know what past events came to mind, and smiled coldly: "You ask me why I am not satisfied? Why do I want to betray you? Who do I belong to? Oh, do you people who call you lonely and widowed all have the same habit?

You will only ask one question at the end of the day? Before asking these questions, why don't you look for the reasons in yourself? No minister suddenly has the desire to kill his master. If he does this, it is naturally because the master has done something bad.

The way to death. Don't ask your officials, ask yourself more."

For some reason, these words gave Wu Xian goosebumps.

He also knew a little about the origins of the Imperial Preceptor, and naturally also knew who the previous ruler of the Imperial Preceptor was and how he died in mysterious circumstances.

The connotation of the other party's words made him dare not think too much.

I'm afraid Wu Xian didn't say this to him.

Wu Xian gasped for breath, cleared away all the unnecessary thoughts in his mind, his eyes were as firm as a rock, and shouted: "Kill him!"

No matter what reason the Imperial Master puts him in, Wu Xian cannot let him continue to live. The old man must die today!

In this regard, the Imperial Preceptor just disdained.

Remind him: "Wu Guozhu might as well take a look at the current situation?"

The guards closest to the Imperial Guard heard Wu Xian's order and swarmed forward. The lethality can be imagined. More than a dozen swords, guns, swords and halberds were all stopped at the same time by a skeletal general who came out of the ground. More than a dozen people attacked with all their strength.

Pressed, the bones of the general were motionless.

Several guards gritted their teeth and tried their best to suck the milk.

He was unable to withstand the attack of the Boneless General, who withdrew his gun and swept him away.

The shadow of the gun collided head-on, and more than a dozen people were immediately thrown backwards and fell. Some people got up in pain and covered their chest wounds, but only felt their ribs broken into pieces. This injury was not fatal, but more fatal.

It's the death energy that is wandering wildly through the limbs and bones! They are like maggots clinging to the bones, gnawing and splitting the elixirs and meridians of several people, and they are like Ling Chi's body!

"Shu Zi!"

The one who was slightly injured jumped to the ground.

Although the civil and military skills are reversed, the skills he has learned for many years are still there!

Unexpectedly, before he could charge even a few steps away, a slightly cool collision hit him in the throat. The guard stopped charging and was taken back a few steps. He used the weapon in his hand to press back on the ground to stabilize himself.

Xing. The next moment he stood firm, he heard his master Wu Xian's shocked and heart-wrenching cry. Judging from the shape of his mouth, he seemed to be shouting his cousin's name.

He blinked in confusion, and the dull pain in his throat came belatedly.

He lowered his head slightly and saw only a small part of the tail feathers.

The slightest movement of swallowing can cause severe pain.

The power of this arrow is such that under normal circumstances it cannot take away a brave warrior wearing a military armor. If it is a more powerful general, it will be difficult to even get close. However, today's military generals are all half-baked, and the scribes are also half-weight. It will take away a half-weight.

The rookie literary scholar is under another sneak attack, don't be too easy!

Before he could bear the pain, he pulled out the arrow.

Buzz——

Another arrow hit the center of the eyebrow.

The arrow pierced the center of the eyebrow and flew out from the back of the head.

The guard died with great reluctance.

As his body fell, his vision gradually blurred, darkness surrounded him like a tide, and an indescribable coldness squeezed his soul from all directions. His body began to fall, and the further he fell, the colder his soul became, until he lost consciousness.

consciousness.

jingle!

In the darkness, there was a faint sound of ringing.

A large open space appeared next to Wu Xian and the Imperial Master.

Bodies pierced by arrows and turned into hedgehogs lay scattered on the ground. They were all familiar faces to Wu Xian! Some of them were not of the same mind as him and opposed him all day long. There were also important ministers who were loyal to him. The fallen bodyguards were even more so.

A considerable number of the direct descendants he promoted personally came from large branches of the Wu family, and their fathers and brothers also sacrificed their lives for Wu Xian's cause.

Now, everything has fallen dramatically at his feet.

Wu Xian's world is dyed red with blood.

Intense hatred soared into the sky, and his eyes were scarlet red.

"Ah ah ah ah ah--"

The pain and regret in my heart cannot even be vented by roaring.

Looking at Wu Xian, whose whole body was bursting with red light, the Imperial Master frowned. Wu Xian had a vague tendency to break through the constraints of the scribes.

This was not surprising to him.

Even though he has perfected his way as a scribe for many years, Wu Xian holds the national seal after all. No matter how useless he is, he is still the master of a country. The way of princes is more shameful than the way of scribes. The state teacher does not want to raise a tiger to cause trouble, so he just gives up:

"Take it down and destroy it!"

White-bone warriors, orders and prohibitions.

"Don't hurt my lord!"

The high-ranking general who was far away was almost vomiting blood.

He was so anxious that he was held back by a steady stream of white-bone warriors crawling out of the pit. These skeletons were not afraid of death. If they were broken, they would pick up the bones and hit them at the joints without even checking whether the bones they picked up were their own.

Once it's settled, start playing.

They can come back countless times.

They cannot do it with flesh and blood.

For a time, the skeleton warriors were beating more and more, and their bodies were injured one after another. If the soldiers could not generate morale and use morale to build defenses, the army would have been defeated faster. It would be difficult to protect themselves, let alone rescue Wu Zhaode.

.

Even if everyone weeps and sheds blood, it is difficult to change the outcome.

If nothing else, the accident will happen.

A ray of red light came through the sky, and shot through dozens of skeletons, just in front of Wu Xian, who was covered in blood. When Wu Xian saw the figure clearly, his expression went numb, and the others were completely dumbfounded. Even the facial nerve of the national master

He also started to lose control, wondering if the person who came was running to the wrong place. What was even more shocking was what was happening behind him. After a while, another pigtail stepped on someone and flew over.

It can be seen that he is not very skilled in using [Chasing the Wind and Sneaking the Scenery], and every facial muscle is used with great strength.

"It's so slow!" Gong Xiqiu slapped the head of a nearby skeleton with one hand, embedded the Tianling cover of another skeleton with his other hand, unscrewed it, charged up and threw it, hitting the group of bones surrounding him, "In this life

I don’t even want to be a literary scholar.”

The literary scholar who uses [Chasing the Wind and Sneaking the Scenery] is like an eighty-year-old woman riding in a carriage. She is elegant, but the speed is also excruciatingly slow. A military commander pays attention to efficiency when killing people, what the hell does he want to do with elegance?

Wu Xian's mind was in a state of confusion.

It took me a while to remember——

The little pigtail who came last was Gong Xiqiu, a foreign barbarian who had a good relationship with Shen Youli.

Right now, Gao and Kang are still enemies!

Gong Xiqiu seemed to see through Wu Xian's thoughts.

He said quietly: "To capture the thief, capture the king first."
To be continued...