"stop!"

When the minister of household affairs was pulled by the soldiers to the palace gate with a pale face, Zhong Shidao started to shout and stopped: "Master Shangshu..."

"Bang"

Most of the minister's chest and abdomen were beaten to pieces, and blood spattered all over the door.

Li He took back the four-element Browning and asked Master Zhong with a kind face: "Old General Zhong, it's okay. Continue. What did you want to say just now?"

"You!!" Master Zhong glared at him angrily: "What a cultivator!"

After saying that, he snorted heavily and turned around.

When he reached the palace gate, he was stopped by Lin Kai.

Zhong Shidao raised his head and exposed his throat: "Here, kill me together with you."

The surrounding Northwest Army soldiers quickly rushed over to protect the general.

"Don't be excited, don't be excited." Li He came over and patted Lin Kai to let him go: "General Zhong is still very admirable. You can stay or go as you like."

Zhong Shidao snorted again: "You're just pretentious, don't think I'll be grateful to you!"

Li He smiled nonchalantly and extended his hand to the door to say hello.

Leading the close soldiers all the way out of the imperial city, Master Zhong carefully arrived at a small hidden courtyard in the inner city.

After exchanging passwords with the people inside, the door was opened.

Instructing the soldiers to watch their surroundings, Zhong Shidao ducked into the small courtyard.

Bypass the screen wall and follow the heavily guarded corridor to a lobby.

There were many people standing or sitting in the hall, including Li Bangyan, Zhang Bangchang, Geng Nanzhong, Wu Min, etc.

The person sitting at the head of the table was none other than Song Qinzong Zhao Huan.

At this moment, everyone was talking, and the atmosphere was very solemn. When he saw Zhong Shidao coming in, Zhao Huan stood up to greet him politely.

Now it can be said that the only one who can save him is this old general, and Zhao Huan does not dare to neglect him at all.

However, General Laozhong made his identity very clear. Upon seeing this, he quickly walked a few steps into the hall and saluted Zhao Huan.

"You don't have to be polite, Qing Zhong." Zhao Huan kindly supported him and asked, "How is the situation?"

Zhong Shidao lowered his head with guilt and said: "The Xiuxian sect is very powerful. All the crossbows were destroyed and the soldiers suffered heavy casualties. I... failed to subdue the rebellion."

Hear this.

Zhao Huanxu's supporting hand dropped.

The "dark clouds" in the hall became even denser.

But the old general hadn't finished speaking yet. He paused and said hesitantly: "And..."

"What?" Wu Min, who was very close, asked.

Zhong Shidao raised his eyes and looked around at the important ministers of the Song Dynasty who were looking at him eagerly, and said in a serious tone: "Moreover, the Xiuxian Sect was not as merciful as you said this time. Lord Nie, the Minister of Household Affairs, did not want to

He was killed for revealing the location of the treasury."

"What!" Wu Min was shocked and angry: "Nie Shan is dead?!"

"No, no, no." Li He shook his head and said, "It was just a little bit close. Fortunately, we had enough medicine and we managed to save him."

Everyone stood on the ground dumbfounded, looking at Li He who appeared out of thin air as if he had seen a ghost.

The next second, chaos broke out. Some people stepped back desperately, some shouted to protect the officials, and some angrily accused Zhong Shidao of surrendering to the enemy and leading the way for rebellion.

Master Zhong's eyes were red, and he drew out a big sword and slashed hard at Li He, shouting: "I will fight with you if you trap me in injustice!"

Li He stretched out his hand to catch the old general's sword, grabbed the blade, took the sword back and examined it in his hand. He commented with some disgust: "General Zhong, your sword is really not that good."

Master Zhong was so dumbfounded that he held his empty palms and murmured: "Give me the sword back."

Li He shook his head: "Lend it to me first."

He lifted his feet, and when he landed again, he was already in front of the person who had escaped the fastest.

Dazai Li Bangyan wiped the sweat from his face and said with a flattering smile: "Xian...Xian family, I have not done anything detrimental to you."

Li He nodded and said kindly: "Thank you, I have a question, who killed General He Guan?"

Li Bangyan looked back and didn't dare to say anything about Zhao Huan. He could only point to a minister who didn't get along well with him and said, "It was Mr. Wang who first mentioned it."

"Let's go." Li He gently patted his shoulder with his sword: "I don't know Mr. Wang, please take me over to meet him."

As soon as the sword was shot, he became shorter. He almost fell to his knees at the end of the shot. Li Bangyan knew that there was no hope of escape, so he had to turn around and walk to Wang Xiaodi, indicating to Li He: "This is it."

In the real world, Wang Xiaodi is particularly good at pleasing his enemies and working hard for them.

Seeing Li He approaching, without waiting for anyone to ask, he took the initiative and said: "If I go back to the Immortal's house, Geng Nanzhong privately ordered me to perform a memorial in front of the palace. Geng Nanzhong is the emperor's master, so I dare not disobey."

"Who is Geng Nanzhong?" Li He looked at the few people with a joke on his lips.

Wang Xiaodi stretched out his hand and pointed at Geng Nazhong, who had already escaped into the back door. His face actually showed some anxiety: "If you don't chase him quickly, he will run away!"

Seeing his subordinates begin to betray each other, Zhao Huan closed his eyes.

Li He said loudly: "Seeing that everyone looks familiar, you should all know my rules. You are not allowed to leave without permission. Come back, sit down and talk."

His words fell into place.

No one paid attention to him.

Those who should run are still running.

There are even water tanks on the front and back doors that climb over the wall.

Even the emperor was slowly moving outwards under the protection of his personal guards.

Li He shook his head: "Why bother."

As soon as he finished speaking this time, a scream came from the back door.

A bloody human head was thrown into the hall from outside the door and rolled on the ground several times before stopping.

What a coincidence, it happened to stop at Wang Xiaodi's feet.

He looked down, took several big steps away, and finally sat down on the ground, still kicking his legs and moving out.

That head with a face full of fear without even closing its eyes was clearly that of Geng Nanzhong.

The emperor's master, Geng Nanzhong, died.

A group of people running towards the back door crowded back.

Lin Kai walked in slowly, his hands covered with blood.

The group of people at the front door now crowded back.

Several soldiers holding magic shields unloaded their crossbows and walked in slowly with cold faces.

A group of people who climbed over the wall were frightened by the arrows fired from outside before they could climb to the top of the wall. They were so frightened that they fell off the wall. They grinned in pain and couldn't catch their breath for a long time.

Those who can gather here are basically the emperor's most trusted ministers, and those who can become close ministers are basically civil servants.

A group of civil servants are good at reciting poems, composing poems, and flattering people, but few can be agile and strong in martial arts.

Li He looked at Wang Xiaodi and Li Bangyan who were shaking into sieves, and said calmly: "Geng Nanzhong is dead. You two can talk about whose turn it is next."

Wang Xiaodi just shook his head and shouted for mercy.

Li Bangyan rolled his eyes, clasped the fingers of his left and right hands that were trembling at a high frequency, and forcefully opened his jaw and said: "Xian, Xian family, whoever you want to kill, I will target!"

"It's still the same question." Li He scratched the blade of the sword with his thumb and said softly: "Who killed General He Guan?"

"Wang Xiaodi!" Li Bangyan angrily shouted: "Do you know your guilt in Tangtang Zhongshu's frame-up of Zhongliang!"

Wang Xiaodi shook his head desperately and shouted that he was wronged.

A sword light flashed.

The shaking head flew out according to the inertia.

Li He wiped off the blood on Li Bangyan's sword and asked gently: "Next?"

Li Bangyan stiffened his body and did not dare to move. The smell of blood that rushed to the tip of his nose made him gag, but he did not dare to avoid it at all. He stammered: "Zhang, Zhang Bangchang."

Zhang Bangchang, who was right next to Zhao Huan, knelt down with a bang and burst into tears: "The immortal family has a clear lesson! Bangchang did not harm General He!"

Zhao Huan closed his eyes and his body shook involuntarily.

Li He asked: "Tell me, who did the harm?"

Zhang Bangchang looked at the bloody corpse of Wang Xiaodi on the ground and pointed at Li Bangyan angrily: "That's him! Grand Prime Minister Li Bangyan! Not only did he advocate for peace with the Jin soldiers, but he also framed the anti-Jin Zhongliang for treason! He deserves death!"

Li Bangyan was shocked.

What's going on? Shouldn't I be the one pointing the finger? Why did someone suddenly pop up and point the finger at me?

He quickly said to Li He: "Xianjia, don't listen..."

A sword light flashed.

The person who still wanted to "stop listening" tilted his head and neck and rolled to the ground.

Li Bangyan couldn't figure it out even to his death. The situation was obviously very good, and he could take advantage of the opportunity to use the Immortal Cult as a gunman to control whoever he wanted and eradicate dissidents to his heart's content. How could it be reversed in an instant?

Li He walked leisurely to Zhang Bangchang, wiped his body with his sword, and carefully cleaned the blood on the sword.

This is also the reason why I said this sword is not good before.

How can a good sword be stained with blood?
Chapter completed!