Zhong Qi was busy in the funeral pit for half a day. He watched the staff carefully take out the bones and set them up. He was busy until lunch time to rest. Many colleagues saw the bones for the first time, which was shocked to have no appetite. In order to relieve the depressing atmosphere, they sat around outside the shed, drinking some lemon water together to express their opinions.

They unanimously overturned their previous ideas. The large and small corpses in the burial pit were definitely not ordinary palace maids and eunuchs and concubines. Most of them were strong men, and there were children of nobles among them, and even young children. Because they were found in the burial pit, they saw the light of day again. There was an object similar to a jade seal, and many close-fitting private seal jade pendants and safety locks were sandwiched in the bones. A large number of arrow clusters were found in the burial pit, which showed that these people were tragic.

Therefore, it can be inferred that the tomb owner must be a vicious and cruel monarch who plots against the country and is a cruel and unkind man! If the sarcophagus is forced to open, according to the tyrant's temper, the person who opens the coffin will definitely not have any good results.

When Zhong Qi heard this, he remembered Lu Xiaoqi, who had not seen anyone for a long time. He looked around and wondered: "Where is a person?"

Behind the sarcophagus, there is another mystery.

Hearing Hua Gongzi's grievances made Lu Xiaoqi understand what it means to break the heart.

"I have been weak since I was a child. My elders cherished my roots and bones and told me to learn martial arts. I followed it, but I did not use the art of killing. I only focused on light skills and hanging silk techniques. With these comings and goings without a trace in the world, I gained a reputation. That night was the first time I killed someone.

But I think there is not enough killing!”

His unfathomable face made Lu Xiaoqi sigh. Being friends with such people will be worthy of this life; being enemies with such people will be uneasy!

In the picture, he heard that the white clothes in front of Hua Gongzi were all dyed red. He took the dead Lianchuan back to the ancient temple, stopped under the tree, broke the arrow feathers one by one and pulled out the arrow clusters, cleaned them up, put on the blue shirt he often wore, and stared at them.

At this time, the east was already white, the sound of the bells was heard, the ancient temple was desolate, the pear blossoms were decaying, and they fell like snow.

Hearing the void in Hua Gongzi's eyes, it seemed like he was in a dream: this body has been in a hundred years, and there is no more confidant.

He knelt in front of the corpse, closed his eyes for a long time, slowly opened his eyes, revealing a gradually cruel face.

"The red candles in the ancient temple are still new, and the phoenix tent has not moved! Lian Chuan's wedding dress is still enough to be upstairs--they have not paid any salute!

So, Shilixue, from beginning to end, clearly came to kill him!"

Lu Xiaoqi was puzzled: "But you have also seen them spending so long together. If Shilixue really wants to kill him, there will be a chance every day! Why wait for that time and that place? Unless..."

Unless this is a task.

Lu Xiaoqi was sad and sad. The beauty plan and gentle sword were really not lost, and he would destroy the heroes in the world!

"You thought of it too. I will succeed the head of the family soon. The Shuwang Mansion is afraid of the forces in the rivers and lakes, but I found out their affairs clearly."

The truth is that the name of the Northern Hero Lianchuan is just a bandit in the eyes of officials and priests. If it is not intrusive, you might as well call it a hero. But in the end, Lianchuan first cut off people's corruption and bribery, destroying good things, so corrupt officials all hate it in their hearts. The sentence "The Northern Hero Lianchuan entered the pass, and corrupt officials retreated into the shell" made these people even more happy to see Lianchuan's name like a thorn in their backs, and they would not be eliminated!

The court was in a strange and turbulent manner. At that time, the prince secretly raised weapons to cultivate his power and made friends with ministers. He accidentally learned that more than a dozen ministers of his lineage he wanted to win over were all hated by Lian Chuan and wished he could tear his meat to eat.

The words of various slander officials in the memorials made the king at that time worried about Lian Chuan, thinking that he, a man from the world, had the courage to turn the court around. It was obvious that he did not take the dynasty seriously, which would be a disaster.

The prince was self-righteous. If he wanted to accomplish something, he could not only comfort Tianyan and please his father, but also win over the court officials for his own purposes. He privately agreed to those people: Kill Lian Chuan in the palace!

So he issued a secret order, and if someone gets the law, the man can be an official and the woman can be a concubine.

The next day, a woman from Shatuo tribe snowed ten miles away and asked to see the concubine prince.

...

"I only knew what happened that night when I killed her. Before I worshiped the moon, this woman prayed to Lian Chuan and said that she had a contract in the royal palace. If she could get it back, she would no longer have any worries and would like to leave the world and share the years with Yixin. I think she should be pitiful at that time! Humph! I pity my brother's innocent heart, thinking that she could fly over the eaves and walls to find things as usual! Just then, she rushed to the moon without stopping, and died for her."

There was another silence, Lu Xiaoqi was sad, and a hero of his generation died just like that, without any suspense.

He cleared his throat and took the conversation and said, "So, you created a killing sword technique with the Manzhu sword he left behind, that is, the sword technique of smelling flowers, and summoned the dead soldiers to enter the palace."

"The Palace?" Wen Hua Gong pursed his lips, and Lu Xiaoqi's heart tightened with a graceful curve.

Where did this chill come from? Could it be that there is something he hadn't guessed? The weak Pian Pian Mo Wen Hua Gongzi, who was given "Nan Mo" by later generations, must have something terrible. When he thought of this, he suddenly felt that he could still sit here and listen to stories well, all based on his ability.

Wen Hua Gong stretched out his palm and looked at his knuckles, retracted them one by one and twisted them into fists, and said softly:

"I have no friends on the road ahead, so I don't walk on the road ahead. For the rest of my life, I just need to walk for Lianchuan."

Lu Xiaoqi suddenly realized that on the day Lian Chuan died, Wen Hua Gongzi, who was once a fairy bone of Zhilan and Yushu, no longer existed.

"I settled Lianchuan shortly after I heard that the sacred king ascended the throne with the surrounding ministers, and the dozen people became his loyal ministers. Shi Lixue became his concubine and was very glorious. Even my father received a letter of worship from his subordinates, wanting this half of the world to be used by him."

"I want to eat nothing!" Lu Xiaoqi slapped the table, and a burst of dust on the ground made him cough, and he couldn't scold the words afterwards.

Wen Hua Gong turned a deaf ear: "I have been operating Dacangshan for hundreds of years and have a foundation. I can be unique in terms of force and not afraid of a small country. But I know that my father is greedy for fame and fortune and must be moved, so I took the initiative to find my father and say something to make him change his mind."

When Lu Xiaoqi heard this, he forgot to cough and said in surprise: "So powerful? In a word, the elders who pursue fame and fortune must be stubborn. As a junior, what can you use to make him change your mind after measuring it?"

Wen Hua Gong turned to look at him, smiling: "You also know that the four words "chasing fame and profit are the most powerful. If I told him that the foundation of this small country has been damaged, I also want to be the king, and I must be the one, what do you think he will?"

Lu Xiaoqi was dumbfounded.

Good job! At this moment, the father and son are ambitious and arrogant, and they are a match made by heaven!

This slander king is going to be miserable! I guess he will be left with a place in the burial pit.

Lu Xiaoqi was both admired and frightened. The prince destroyed one person because of his position as the king of the country; but the prince of Hua subverted one country for one person!

This is devilishness.

This small country also ignored the people's hearts and had already exhausted its energy. Otherwise, it would not have called on all the heroes in the northern world with just a full sword.

This time he was famous for his military career, and he was still the banner of Beixia Lianchuan.

Wenhua from Nanmo and Beixia Lianchuan shocked the world and the world again!

In the picture, there are golden swords and iron horses. When the flower boy flies in shock, he fans a hundred feet away to take the enemy's head, leading everyone to kill blood all the way!

To capture the thief, the king was captured first. With the forces cultivated in the city for so many years, Dacangshan cooperated with the inside and outside. The sacred king, who had not yet sat on the throne, was caught off guard. First, he was slaughtered by the rebel army formed by Lianchuan's old friends, and put the dead soldiers in Dacangshan, severely damaged the city moat. Later, some strategists lobbied all the ministers to let them leave here. Those who were fishing and meat-filled people heard that Lianchuan came back to take revenge, so of course they would escape immediately.

Of course, the dozen people who successfully escaped were not included in the past. Their mansions were all surrounded by archers, with arrows tempering poison and turning blue, and there were rocketers waiting.

"No one left!"

With a command, the city was full of beacons!

At the same time, the entire palace became an isolated abandoned son!

The lights were all gone, the palace servants shook, the soldiers were insecure, and the weak hugged their heads and cried.

The wind here is still, and there is only a pipa in the air, which is very resentful, but in the ears of the palace servants, it is a shocking sound of killing and soul-seeking.

The sound of the guzheng is broken.

A pair of crystal coffins slowly descended from the sky, which was very strange.

Lu Xiaoqi's eyes widened in shock: The crystal coffin stood, and the person in the coffin looked like a living, and it was Lian Chuan.

The people who were driven into the courtyard, as well as old people from the royal palace, were so scared that they fainted when they looked at it.

The palace gate exploded, and thousands of troops rushed in, preparing to set up bows.

Half of the guards in the palace were slackened and were taken out,

All those who resisted stubbornly were shot to death at Lian Chuan's feet.

In the darkness in the picture, a voice finally sounded: "Ten Miles of Snow, when will you hide?"

The main hall door creaked open, and the sacred king held Shilixue with a knife and sent it out: "Don't kill me, don't kill me, the person you want is her, Lian Chuan was designed by her to kill! I'll send it to you!"

The sacred king pushed Shilixue forward and said Shilixue's plan at that time. After saying that, he raised his sword to warn him and fought against each other.

People in the darkness rewarded the foolish monarch with fourteen arrows, and he fell to the ground in silence.

The woman knelt on the ground. Her clothes were luxurious and her head was covered in gold and green, but her hair was messy and she looked very embarrassed.

She staggered to the crystal coffin, slowly looked up, was shocked, and then burst into tears.

"It's been three years, have you ever regretted it?"

Shilixue heard this, but gradually stopped crying and smiled miserably: "I regret it or not, I will definitely die today. What can I say?!"

A snow-white face emerged from the darkness, and the young man in the smell of the flower lord, Youying:

"Do you want to kill yourself with one sword, or do you cut yourself alive and die for a thousand days?"

Shilixue looked at the coffin again, turned her head and trembled lips and asked him, "What are you going to do?"

"Give his Feng Pei back! And, what words will be left before he dies?"

Shilixue was stunned and laughed: "This is a matter between me and him, what do you have to do with you? Do you think I am still afraid of you? What you said has done! I have watched you kill here step by step, killing all my tribe members one by one, and now I am the only one left. Do you think I will give you a discount?!"

She made up her mind and pulled out her hairpin and rushed towards Wenhua Gongzi. The latter didn't even look at her, and cut it with a quick sword in her hand!

A bloody body fell down, and it was unknown how many pieces it had become.

Wen Hua Gong pulled out a piece of silk and wiped the "full drink" clean.

This is how to seal the sword.
Chapter completed!