Chapter 251 God's will is extinct

Today is not the past. Lin Tianfang had a lot to say to the people in front of him, but ten years ago, after she walked out of the palace, she drew a ravine between the two, which could not be crossed!

He cried in his eyes and bowed deeply: "My benefactor, we have met again... I forgive my official for having the emperor's order, so it is not convenient to kneel down and bow down."

The Ma Junchao said coldly, "Mr. Lin, we are here to do the serious business. Why should we waste our time with such a monster?"

Lin Tianfang did not refute. As soon as he raised his hand, a small eunuch beside him presented a long black box. His palms trembled slightly, he opened the box, raised the roll of yellow text with both hands, and slowly unfolded with one move.

Everyone in the courtyard knelt down, only Chang Yuchu stood proudly. After a long time, he sighed and knelt down slowly.

Lin Tian looked at a trace of unaware pain, and he said loudly: "In accordance with the will of heaven, the emperor ordered: Changyuchu, since he entered the palace, he has been deeply grateful to the heavenly princess. This son is both talented and beautiful, and should have been an example for the women of this dynasty, but he did not want to make progress, did not inherit the way of heaven, and relied on his talented talents, was arrogant and extravagant, and was arrogant and arrogant. In the past, he turned around and killed 823 soldiers in Shenji Camp! He even more misjudged the will of heaven, and was not used by the world, became a demon and monster, and changed his destiny! After many dissuasions, he still insisted on his own actions. He declared his order and committed suicide by adding a gift. He immediately executed a pot of medicinal wine! After his death, he went to the position of princess, followed the Mu Mansion, and was granted the first-ranked imperial wife. One hundred and eight houses of the Mu Mansion were taken back to the court. The Mu Clan members were demoted to the common people and were driven back to the former residence of Baisha Town. Three generations had no hereditary official. I admire this!"

A raucous spearmen danced, and the officers and soldiers were about to rush into the hall of the Mu Mansion

Chang Yuchu suddenly stood up and shouted: "The foundation of the Nomu family in Mufu has been passed down from generation to generation, how can we give it to others! This is the gold medal for avoiding death awarded by the emperor. You dare to expel my family and want you to look good!"

When the officials saw her holding up the red gold medal and looked at her proudly, they were stunned. No one dared to go there for a while, and no one entered the back garden without authorization.

The Ma Junchao pulled out the long sword in the sheath with one hand, walked to her, and said coldly: "You don't have much time, you have anything to say goodbye to your loved ones, as soon as possible!"

Changyu Chu smiled coldly at Ma Junchao: "I have seen many slaves like you. Go and ask your Minister of War, what a person I was in the palace in the past! Lord Lin, you never destroyed the nine tribes of the Wood Mansion, but were expelled from the mansion. I know why. If we are at peace, it would be fine. If the court still had the intention to harm the Wood Mansion, I, Changyu Chu, would leave a curse seal before my death. Then, I will change my fate against the will of heaven. Don't blame me for extermination of this great country!"

Lin Tianfang smiled miserably: "My benefactor, I, Lin Tianfang, cannot save you from death. It is a great blessing to not destroy the nine clans of the Wood Mansion! My benefactor gave me the Lin family a favor of recreation. Lin Huitian was powerless, so he apologized for his crime!"

As he spoke, he drew a sharp short sword from his arms, wiped his neck with one sword, and blood spilled on the courtyard, leaving him with hatred!

Chang Yuchu's face was pale and murmured, "Why are you doing this? My foresight is that God will never violate it. I regretted that I shouldn't have been bewitched by the old Taoist Baiyunguan, and entered the palace, causing this chaos in the world and a thousand years of evil fate. Whether it's better..."

She smiled miserably, picked up the pot of poisonous wine, raised her head and drank wildly. Soon, bleeding came from the corner of her mouth. A generation of beautiful girl from heaven, once shocked the imperial city, and became famous, the palace's Xueling Princess, who attracted countless noble princes and princes, died...

The illusion continues to twist—

In the evening, at the foot of Kunlun Mountain in the Western Regions, a huge giant man stared at the dead bodies all over the tent with blood-red eyes!

He was stuck with two thick goose feather swords on his back, with a strong and fierce look on his face. The bleak autumn wind blew into the tent, accompanied by a piece of yellow sand, which was sprinkled on the weather-beaten face of the man.

Looking at the military camp full of dead bodies, he was trembling all over. This was not fear, but a kind of hatred and unwillingness that his companions died inexplicably! He suppressed his anger, looked at the officer kneeling at his feet, and shouted: "Who did you think he took the Qiankun Mirror?"

The officer said in panic: "Yes...Yes Yan Xingyun..."

The man shouted with murderous aura, "I arranged these thirty people to protect the mirrors, but you will even fail. Are you pigs?"

The officer whispered: "Yan Xingyun sent wine and meat last night and said he wanted to comfort us soldiers. The soldiers under me did not suspect that they were cheating and ate them all. Who knows... Who knows..."

The big man sneered: "Who knows there is poison inside, right?"

The officer sighed and nodded.

The big man pulled out his swords on his back, raised his hand and shouted, "Why don't you go to eat, why don't you die!"

A hand slowly stretched out and held the big man's hand. The big man turned around and saw a handsome and handsome man standing in front of him.

The big man bowed slightly and greeted him in pain: "Young Master."

The man sighed softly when he saw the dead bodies all over the ground.

The big man knelt down on one knee and bowed, "I am unable to protect the Qiankun Mirror. I deserve to die. Please punish the young master."

The man said in a deep voice: "Don't blame yourself. Yan Xingyun had a strange intention, and I had already seen it."

The big man said in pain: "Young Master, don't need to comfort me. I, Mula, cannot protect the necessary things, and I should receive the punishment."

The man reached out and pulled the man up and said quietly, "Brother Mula, everything has its destiny, you don't have to pay too much attention. I have made all preparations. Even if Yan Xingyun took Qiankun to the Forbidden City, it would not be possible without the password opened by my Mu Mansion."

Mu Long looked a little slow and asked in a low voice: "Young Master, what exactly is the map of the universe? Why is it so important?"

The young master sighed: "This thing is related to the luck of the world, and you will know it over time."

Mula was stunned and said, "The world's luck? What does it mean?"

The young master looked at Kunlun Mountain in the distance and shook his head without saying a word

At this moment, a soldier rushed into the camp and knelt down and replied, "Report to the general, Fei Ge from Mu Mansion to deliver a letter."

The young master reached out to take the note, opened it and looked at it. His face turned pale, and he roared wildly, and his body fell backwards and fainted!

Mula was shocked, hurriedly hugged him, took the note from him, lowered his head and read it, and was shocked and said in a trembling voice: "The young lady gave her death! Mu drove out of the Mu Mansion... This... This is fucking! This is too cruel... Is there any reason for this?"

Seeing that the two of them were in such a state of expression, the young man didn't know what to say, but just knelt on the ground in panic.

After a long time, the young master woke up quietly and remembered the person he loved in this life. He was already separated by heaven and man. He couldn't help but shed tears. Under great sorrow, he actually smiled foolishly.

Mula pulled the letter hard and gritted her teeth and said, "Young Master, think about it, if the young lady had not entered the palace to save the dead old woman's life, how could she have today! Alas! We fought so hard for the Qing Dynasty, but ended up like this...is this fair?"

The young master sighed quietly, "My beloved wife is extraordinary. She... She has long been counted as a death disaster, so she asked me to take the most powerful and young direct clan of the Mu family to leave this Kunlun Holy Land to avoid disaster... But if you die, how could I, Mu Sifeng, live alone!"

As he spoke, he looked extremely miserable. He struggled to stand up and stumbled out of the tent!

When he left the camp, he saw him kneeling on the ground, facing the majestic Kunlun Mountain in the distance, and shouted loudly: "Yu Chu, Yu Chu... Since you have predicted that our husband and wife will have only been together for ten years, why did you go against my heart and leave alone? I am loyal to the court, why did they treat me like this? Why did they kill my wife and daughter!"

He bowed to the ground and cried loudly, as if he begged God for kindness, but he kowtowed not stopping!

Seeing this sad and tragic situation, Mula burst into tears. He rushed forward, helped him up, and roared: "Young master! Since the young lady died, she has no worries anymore, why should she be governed by the court again? Let's rebel now and kill in the pass and take revenge!"

His tiger's eyes were wide open, full of hatred.

Mu Sifeng stared blankly at the towering Kunlun in the distance, looking very lonely and sad. He let out a long roar, and the sound shook the hills and everyone in the fields was shocked!

He slapped the long sword on his back, and a silver-bright sword flew out of the black scabbard. With his fingers, the sword turned into a terrifying geek, flying out of a rock cliff on the side of the road!

Mula looked at this scene in shock, her eyes were confused and her expression was very excited!

The flying sword drew sixteen big words more than one person on the rock, and then flew into the sheath with a whistle sound, and the dragon roared around.

Mu Sifeng sighed inwardly and said sadly: "Mu Sifeng is the only swordsman in the world. He has no rivals in the world! Even if he wants to take the heads of Guangxu and Cixi, thousands of miles away, it is like taking things from a bag! It's just a dispute between the world, which is not something that can be resolved by killing! Those noble people in the palace know the ability of my husband and wife, so they dare not destroy my nine Mu clans! Exiting back to the old house of Baisha is considered to have a home. Well, the twenty generations of my Mu Mansion have gone through eight hundred years and three dynasties, and the inheritance has not faded. It's time to retreat to the mountains and rivers..."

After Mu Sifeng finished speaking this passage, his handsome and elegant face had already replied to his peaceful and elegant style. He turned his head to Mula and said, "Brother, please remember these words. If I am unfortunately dead in the future, you will help me pass the words to my clan members no matter what, otherwise the catastrophe in this world will come, and my wife and children will die in vain!"

Mula nodded with difficulty, raised her head seriously, and looked at the towering stone cliff. She saw that the bloody sunset reflected sixteen dark red words on the hillside:

"Dragon Sorrow appears in the world, the universe is vast, gods and ghosts are free, and the sky and sea are vast."

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The autumn wind was bleak, and a group of officers and soldiers came to the foot of the Jade Dragon Snow Mountain.

These officers and soldiers are extraordinary.

The leader was a general with a red face, a tiger-eyed face, a beard, and a thick eyebrows thrust on his temples. He was wearing a golden armor and a red robe, with a big knife on his waist, and staring at the snow-capped mountains with his head raised, thinking and silent.

The other soldiers were carrying all kinds of strange objects, the most conspicuous ones were hiking ladders, cliff ropes, flying hooks, and centering hammers.

Many of these soldiers also carried black firearms and muskets on their backs, which were the special forces of the "Shenji Camp" of the dynasty.

What did a team of about 200 people come to the foot of this deserted snow-capped mountain?

The general shook the reins and shouted: "Enter the mountain!"
Chapter completed!