Chapter 171 Six rounds of smoke extinguish

Rou'er, your adoptive father has not cured your illness. People with the "Nine Yin Jue Zhi" have no other way except to find a martial arts master with "Nine Yang Divine Art" or "Wuji Pure Yang Art" to open the entrance to the heaven and earth to be rescued. However, these two unique skills have been lost for many years, and I'm afraid...

Being able to meet his wizard father is already a blessing for Rou'er's previous life. If it weren't for you, I might have been given a gift from that beast... You don't have to be sad. Life and death are fate, and you can't force it. It's just that Rou'er's life is miserable.

The adoptive father planted a domineering "Gu" on you. It feeds on blood and essence as a medium, and can temporarily control the onset of the "Nine Yin Jue Veins", but this is not the root cause.

Rouer has forgotten both her parents since childhood. She has no other relatives except her brother who is far away from Central Plains to learn art. She didn't expect to know her adopted father, you, but Rouer is in danger and cannot serve her, and she feels uneasy...

From now on, the adoptive father will not let anyone hurt you, and the "Gu" on your body is not an ordinary Gu. If it is completely triggered, no grass will grow within a half mile, and its vitality will be destroyed. Its name is called "Six Rounds of Smoke Destroy".

An electric light flashed in his mind and his thoughts flew. Jie Qin Rou clearly remembered that the adoptive father warned him that once the "six rounds of smoke were destroyed", it would cause great harm to his body, and it would also cause the Nine Yin Jue Zhi to attack early, causing the pain to be in vain.

Qin Rou didn't take these things seriously, but when she was urging the power of the "Gu", she had already had no worries, but she had a little hesitation. All of this was because in order to help him save people, Qin Rou sent a group of assassins to set fire in the palace and beautifully surrounded Wei and saved Zhao. However, shortly after he left, the rebellion began. Except for the inner imperial city, there was no resistance in other courtyards and gardens, and they were washed away in a blink of an eye.

The monster... the monster...

A soldier in the Acropolis suddenly threw away the weapon in his hand and cried out in a daze. Chen Rui's face showed a very strange expression of confusion, and then he became colder again. He slashed backwards and cut off the head of the soldier with a broken will.

Those who disrupt our morale will be killed!Those who retreat without authorization will be killed!

Chen Rui's arm was shocked and he shouted: Kill, rush up and kill this witch.

Dozens of soldiers trembled and pulled out the commander, and killed the god of death who held up the red scythe in front of him, opening his arms.

Qin Rou's slender hands holding the jade hairpin tightened in vain, her face changed drastically, her eyes were red like blood, and the blood went down the corner of her lips, her consciousness was a little blurred, but his figure became clearer and clearer. All her feelings were based on him, and all her joy, anger, sorrow, joy, sorrow, and joy would always follow his mood, and her life and soul were completely his vassal.

The figures in my mind floated and disappeared, and the power in reality burst out.

Qin Rou's lotus steps slightly open, slowly moving forward, the evil evil dispersed, and separated in the black ocean.

More than a dozen Acropolis soldiers rushing in front were tapped on their foreheads by Yuchai, flew backwards, and never stood up again, without even moaning and pain.

Those reptiles whose minds were occupied by fear and dared to invade Qin Rou's Gu power were all cut off their throats and turned off when the lights were killed.

Several waves of arrows were ineffective, and the soldiers who rushed up were killed and injured. Chen Rui, who escaped by chance, was about to collapse. He waved his saber and said angrily: Shoot!Shoot quickly, shoot her to death, shoot this monster to death...

Chen Rui would never have thought that the end of his life was here. Before the word "female" was released, a blood line came out from the back of his neck. With a puff, due to the blood pressure of the human body, the rapidly erupting blood column rushed the head on his neck three feet high. Then the headless corpse spread out in four parts, cracked into pieces of flesh, and blood, bones, and internal organs sprayed the entire body of the soldiers around him.

Ah！

The soldiers of the Acropolis dropped their weapons one after another, turned around desperately, and shouted wildly.

The blood curtain was like a waterfall, but Qin Rou just looked at it lightly, her beautiful eyes were not surprised or happy, but he slowly walked from the distance, which made her whole body and mind burn.

He finally came.

Qin Rou looked at Chu Jiangnan, who was getting closer and closer, and the blood in her eyes became thicker and redder, and the pale prettyness flew with a red glow.

Chu Jiangnan ignored the horrified deserter Sanyong around him. He walked slowly. For those who dared to stand in front of him, he raised his hands and killed him with one knife, without any words or delay.

There is only one point in his eyes, but his emotions are complicated and seem to have deep meaning.

For Qin Rou at this time, nothing mattered. The whole world became quiet. In her eyes, there was only Chu Jiangnan's black pupils, as well as the line of self-blame and pity love hidden in the deepest part of her deep pupils.

What is he blaming himself?For me?Actually, all this was voluntary, how could I blame him... But I finally waited for him...

The cold wind gently blew, and a slender, slender finger was gently placed between her eyebrows than the autumn wind. Qin Rou's delicate body shook, and she fell into the sweetest dream in the faint joy of her heart.

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A strange feeling of paralysis and stinging distortion was transformed from the bloody wound in the lower abdomen to the whole body, rushing to the limbs and bones, scattering to the seven meridians and eight meridians. The blood on Mo Yilian's face disappeared, blue gray, red eyes, calm and cold eyes, without any human emotions of joy, anger, sorrow and happiness, as if it was a lifeless object.

If a person who is in the sword forcefully draws the sword but cannot stop the bleeding immediately, he will definitely die. Don’t even touch it, and don’t even look at the wounded area. He stands still, silently wields his true energy, concentrates his mind and looks inward, and immediately knows that the dagger has quenched the unknown poison.

Mo Yixian, who was shocked and angry, immediately ran away from his whole body, and he kept trying to get every minute of time to use his power to suppress poison and heal his wounds. Although he was indulging in fame, wealth, wine and sex, he had not developed innate true qi and became a true master, his deep internal skills and foundation should not be underestimated.

If Shang Ye was not dead at this moment, he would definitely be shocked. The dagger he used was not only a sharp weapon specially made to break Qigong, but the toxins applied to the blade were carefully prepared by two poison masters for three years. The throat was sealed when he saw blood, and the person who was hit was unable to help, but Mo Yixuan looked on the surface, except for his face and pale lips, there was no sign of poison.

Tan Yingshou first glanced at him, then took three steps back, stood quietly apart Mo Yi's idleness, and protected him.

The two of them are used to being in love with each other. They have joined forces to commit many cases over the years. They have been full of blood and debts and have many sins. That is a relationship of one's own success and one's own success and one's own success and one's own success and one's own success and one's own success. If the other party has a few shortcomings, his life will never be better. He is careless at all, he will be focused on his mind and look at the four fields carefully.

After a while, Mo Yixian took a deep breath of turbid air, his eyes suddenly opened, his brilliance was shining everywhere, and he held the hilt of the knife with his backhand. With a sound of Xiū, he suddenly pulled out the dagger. The dry wound burst out, blood splattered, and then the middle air suddenly leaked, his feet trembled, and he almost fell down.

Tan Xingshou took two steps quickly, reached out and pressed his hand on the Mo Yi vest. The powerful and warm internal strength slowly entered, and the latter suddenly felt the body relaxed and the pain subsided.

After his sexual skills were finished, Tan Yingshou took out a vermilion pill from his arms and handed it to him. Don’t scrub the sealing wax and took the fragrant pill. He used the mysterious skills silently and practiced the twelve small Zhoutians. His life was finally saved. However, if he wanted to restore his skills, he would not be able to think about it for less than three or five months.

The dark clouds in the sky dissipated, the warm sun shone brightly, the clouds were light and the wind was light, and the sins and killings under the sun seemed to have not happened.

Mo Tan and the other two felt a little uncomfortable. They never thought that they would travel thousands of miles to Ryukyu to find gold. In the end, they made a deal of losing their wives and losing their troops. First, Tan was shocked by Lie Jun and fled in panic, losing all their faces. Later, Mo Yi was idle assassinated by Caihua and failed. Today, they lost Jingzhou and were seriously injured by someone who was far inferior to their skills...

After Shangye was killed, the last flag of the Imperial Guards' resistance was overturned. The rest of the soldiers were defeated in fighting spirit, and they put down their arms and surrendered with their hands.

Of course, with his death, the secret that Tan Mo and the others were determined to know were buried deep...

The bloody war in the city slowly ended.

Zhongshan has changed its dynasty, who is the new emperor?

The first ray of sunshine that had dispersed the clouds broke through the sky, and everything that had come into Xiao Nantian's eyes made him feel that he seemed ten years younger.

Shang Rende died, and he died of exhaustion. This is a more formal statement in writing. In other words, he was exhausted to death. It is a pity that an emperor was so cowardly.

Although Xiao Nantian is just a second-rate master and his martial arts are sparse, he is more than the romantic emperor Shang Rende who has let go of martial arts for many years and indulged in women. It is expected to beat him, and it is not surprising at all.

As the owner of Zhongshan, Ryukyu, who is precisely the former owner, Shang Rende, the only value of the loser of the political struggle, is his cold body, which is an important part of the plan.

Whether it is a rebellious or a revolutionary, as long as you do not want to be criticized by the literary people in the world and be unwilling to live in peace, after he successfully killed the throne, the emperor's body must be buried with the etiquette of the emperor, telling the world, and demonstrating the spirit of the new emperor. Of course, it is not ruled out that you are an eternal tyrant like Qin Shihuang and the king of thousands of chariots. Whoever dares to be a wicked person, you will kill his head and destroy his nine clans.

However, the only drawback is that the imperial city, which was originally majestic and majestic, has now turned into a pile of gravel rubble, as well as thousands of casualties, civilians, soldiers, generals and officials...

The nightmare finally passed, and Xiao Nantian, who was facing victory, tense his nerves all night, and the pressure disappeared at this moment, and suddenly a deep feeling of fatigue hit his heart.

Xiao Nantian looked at the ruins in front of him. He did not enter the temporary camp to rest, but stood in the imperial city square, his thoughts flew until a burst of chaos woke him up.

The war has ended, why is it still in chaos?Are all the generals leading the troops dead?

Xiao Nantian turned his body angrily and happened to see a large number of soldiers behind him slowly retreating step by step.

The iron shield is erect, the sword is unsheathed, the spear is stretched out, and the arrow is angrily opened.

Everyone's movements were neat and uniform, retreating slowly but unwillingly, and his face looked like he was facing a great enemy.

Not far from these soldiers, a young man with elegant face and slender figure was holding a sleeping woman horizontally. He walked up slowly, with a proud look on his face, looking at the hundreds of soldiers around him as if nothing was left.

The soldiers, who were full of murderous aura, were as fierce as wolves and tigers, did not dare to stand in front of each other. The other party moved forward, and they retreated, maintaining a distance between each other, as if a group of armed sheep were besieging a beast.

Xiao Nantian's eyes were circling and his light was shining. Of course, he was familiar with this mysterious "school" of the Dongming Sect.

He is young but has outstanding martial arts skills, has a mysterious origin, and everything is so impressive. And is the woman he is holding in his hand Concubine Qin?

Where did that bastard Chen Rui go?