The first thousand two hundred and sixty-one chapters head flying, burning with anger
Update time:2013-05-01
Prince Qilin couldn't help but be stunned. He didn't know what the Hechang Prefect was up to. He would never allow the flesh-born treasure to leave his sight, so he would never go down the city wall and return to the city.
"If you have any idea, just do it."
The governor of Hechang looked at Princess Yuhua with some embarrassment, and said: "My next method is a bit underhanded. Your Highness stayed at the top of the city to watch the battle, which will have a great impact on Your Highness's reputation..."
Prince Qilin waved his hand and said, "Just use it."
The prefect of Hechang glanced at Princess Yuhua. He was not a pretentious person. Prince Qilin said so himself. What else could he have to argue with?
The governor of Hechang waved his hand and immediately escorted rows of people from the city. Each of these people was basically covered in blood. It was obvious that they had gone through a fierce fight to end up in this situation. Several of them were tall and tall.
They were extremely burly, and at first glance they looked like people with a lot of cultivation. At this time, every one of their faces had an angry look! There were men, women, and even children under one year old among these people.
Prince Qilin frowned slightly, and Princess Yuhua was even more confused.
The governor of Hechang waved his arm and said a few words, and soldiers immediately pulled hundreds of bloody prisoners to the top of the city.
As soon as these people arrived at the top of the city, the white-robed ancestor stared at him. These were his disciples in the city, and there was even one of his adopted sons. The white-robed ancestor did not have a wife or children, only this
An adopted son was originally intended to be groomed to be the successor of the sect. After a hundred years, it was this adopted son who held up the world and continued to fulfill the ambitions of him and the ancestors of the past generations.
At this time, the adopted son was covered in blood and looked slumped, but there was still a trace of unyieldingness in his eyes. Next to the adopted son were his wife and daughter. The adopted son's wife was a rare virtuous person. She had an excellent reputation inside and out, and was even more talented.
, writing poems and composing music, Nühong is proficient in all kinds of needlework, but the ancestor of Baipao doesn't think much of his adopted son's wife. He always feels that this woman has a lot of thoughts. In the eyes of ancestor of Baipao, women just have to be stupid, don't
There are too many talents and talents, and the ancestor of Baipao is very disgusted with his adopted son's devotion to this wife. In his opinion, women are like clothes. You can put them on in the morning and take them off at night. You can't spend too much money on them.
For this matter, the ancestor of Baipao has reprimanded his adopted son many times. Unfortunately, this boy is stubborn. He is devoted to this wife, and even would rather not inherit the orthodox sect for this reason. This is simply treason, but
On the one hand, this adopted son is indeed a genius, a good young man who can’t be found among the millions who practice Xuanmen supernatural powers. On the other hand, this adopted son has been watched by the white-robed ancestor since he was a child, and he is like his own son.
, after the adopted son disobeyed him several times, he knew that he couldn't do anything about it, so the ancestor in white robe turned a blind eye and ignored it. Later, after the adopted son had a daughter, all these unhappiness became a thing of the past. Although
The ancestor of Baipao still dislikes his adopted son's wife, but he treats his granddaughter very well.
At this time, the governor of Hechang escorted them to the top of the city for an unclear purpose.
The prefect of Hechang endured the pain of his broken arm and raised his voice: "Ancestor Baipao, you and I have known each other for more than eighteen years. I never expected that we would reach this point today. As long as you remove the quagmire barrier now and leave those two
Guy, I guarantee that you will continue to be my guest as before, and your sect will also enjoy the original treatment, or even higher treatment. The prince beside me can guarantee this for you!"
The white-robed ancestor laughed strangely and said, "Li Jixi, what if I don't agree?"
The name of the Governor of Hechang is Li Jixi. It is extremely disrespectful to call others by their names. The Governor of Hechang raised his eyes slightly and said: "Then it's no wonder that I threw aside our eight-year friendship and stabbed each other.
, kill your disciples one by one!"
The ancestor in white robe glanced at the adopted son, and then looked at the cute little girl who was only ten years old and was now covered in blood mist and her eyes were filled with fear.
Zu Lai may still be able to let go, but this girl, the white-robed ancestor really can't completely ignore her, let alone watch her being hacked to death with a knife!
At this time, the eyes of the Hechang prefect were full of murderous intent: "White-robed ancestor, do you still remember the scene when you and I were boating on Shou Lake and talking about it? I said something to you back then, but I don't know what you are today.
Do you remember?"
"You said that if you want to leave a name in history and be praised for thousands of years, you have to go all the way to the dark side. If anyone stops you on the road, you will trample them under your feet and crush them into mud!" the voice of the white-robed ancestor
He calmly repeated the words of the Hechang prefect who was still a nobody at the time.
The governor of Hechang laughed and said: "Yes, you smiled and asked me what I would do if you blocked my way?"
"You said you would crush me to death, crush my bones and spread my ashes, and kill my entire sect to show preferential treatment!"
"Now you should know that what I said back then was absolutely not false at all and was all spoken from the bottom of my heart!"
"That's right, I originally thought it was just a joke from you, but I didn't expect that you actually meant what you said."
The prefect of Hechang laughed and said: "Old friend, don't you like your adopted son's wife the least? I remember you once said that this woman led your adopted son to ruin." As the prefect of Hechang spoke, he touched his ribs with one hand.
With a clang of the long sword, a human head flew up into the air, a beautiful head!
Blood splashed out like water jets, and in the rain of blood, a heart-rending scream came from the little girl.
The woman who was least favored by the White-robed Ancestor had her head removed. She didn't say a word, and she didn't even have time to look at her most beloved daughter. She just disappeared like this.
"Old friend, you should thank me properly, right?" the governor of Hechang teased while rubbing his knife with the sole of his shoe.
The adopted son of the white-robed ancestor's shoulders were trembling slightly, but when he saw his wife dying in front of him, the expression on his face did not even waver at all, as if the person who died there was not someone he knew, but not moving does not mean that he was in his heart
There was no sadness. On the contrary, the sadness in the heart of the adopted son of the ancestor of Baipao had reached an indescribable level. His nails had been deeply embedded in his flesh, and his throat felt fishy and sweet, and he swallowed it alive! At this time,
His eyes were scarlet, and no one knew what he was thinking about at this time.
The governor of Hechang took action as soon as he was told, and he did it so neatly that it was shocking. The white-robed ancestor's eyes were filled with flames. Although he didn't like to see this woman, she was his adopted son's favorite woman, and she was treated like this.
Kill him. The anger in the heart of the white-robed ancestor is about to come out of his eyes and burn the governor of Hechang to ashes!
The prefect of Hechang laughed and said: "Old friend, I will kill your adopted son later, and this lovely granddaughter of yours, hehe... I remember you once said that you don't need anything in this life.
Just ask this girl to sit on your knees and grow up slowly. I used to laugh at you that your adopted son couldn't control himself, but you old guy can't control yourself either. After all, like his father, he must be like his father.
His sons, the only difference is that one is a wife and the other is a granddaughter. Anyway, they are both women. From your various scattered words, I know that you love this girl very much." The governor of Hechang happened to come to the small house at this time.
Next to the girl, he leaned down with his fat body and stretched out one hand to pinch the little girl's plump cheek. At this time, the little girl saw that her biological mother had her head cut off with a knife and was crying to death. The governor of Hechang pinched her
With her cheeks, the little guy naturally recognized his enemy, and he kept waving his hands while crying and hitting the fat head of the Hechang prefect.
The little girl knew the Prefect of Hechang. She, her parents and her grandfather lived in the Prefect's mansion of Hechang for a period of time not long ago. At that time, this kind-hearted guy who never seemed to be angry and always had a smile once treated her to him.
Carrying it on her shoulders and walking by the lake, with her innocent eyes as a child, she really couldn't understand why such a person would turn into such a ferocious and terrifying appearance.
The little girl cried and howled: "You killed my mother, and I will fight you tooth and nail." She grabbed the fat face of the Hechang Prefect with her little hands and tore it hard.
The governor of Hechang was not angry. He couldn't get angry with a child. He loosened his big hand holding the little baby's face, raised one leg and put it firmly on the little girl's belly, and pulled the little girl's belly.
The girl kicked her like a rubber ball seventeen or eight meters away, hitting the stone wall of the city heavily.
The little girl fell to the ground, and blood spurted out from her ears, mouth, and nose. The little girl couldn't move immediately. She lay there and stared, and her eyes began to lose focus.
To be able to lay such a heavy hand on a child, and it was still a little baby that he once put on his shoulders and walked around, how cruel does a guy have to be to be able to do such a thing?
The white-robed ancestor couldn't help but close his eyes at this time, out of sight and out of mind. Since he had made up his mind to fulfill his ancestor's last wish, he would go on unswervingly, and he knew very well that even if he left now
Zhisheng Immortal has no hope of living, and of course his adopted son and granddaughter will never survive. At this moment, everything is a foregone conclusion. Since nothing can be changed, the white-robed ancestor can only
Close your eyes and wait for the ending!
Chang Xiao suddenly let out a faint cold snort at this time. It has to be said that if the Hechang prefect had not kicked that little kid, Chang Xiao would not have cared about it at all.
Killing everyone from top to bottom had nothing to do with him, but now Chang Xiao felt a little bit unhappy about the Hechang Prefect. Killing the little baby was nothing, but to abuse a child like this went beyond Chang Xiao's bottom line.