stand back, let me come

Chapter 466 466: The Death of Yan Xingning 【Happy First Anniversary】

"Aren't you the clearest answer?"

Yan An lifted the sword and approached step by step, the blood belonging to Zheng Qiao fell down along the edge of the sword one by one, splashing bloody flowers on the ground.

Zheng Qiao tried to avoid it.

Flood-like collapse and ferocity flashed across his face: "I know? What do I know? Isn't all of this forced? You and your father, my good master, people who have been foolish and loyal all their lives ruined my life. For the rest of my life! It’s been like that, and I still have the extravagant hope of “renewing my mind” and “returning the prodigal son” to such a stupid and disgusting scum! Why should I shout and kill when I get there!”

Zheng Qiao hoarsely asked Yan An: "What he did was not a thousand times more wrong than mine? Why are you still alive now? Everyone, including Yan Xingning, blamed all the mistakes on me body! Why!"

Under the trend of anger, he overcame the fear of death, stood up staggeringly and pointed to the temple, saying: "I am a tyrant who deserves to be hacked into pieces. What is he? You Yan Xingning and his son regard him as king, is there any reason?" Have you ever thought of killing a king?"

"You kept saying that you would help me—"

"Manchu civil and military praise you, how noble are you?"

"Why did you treat me like this?"

"Am I your king, your junior brother, or a stepping stone for you Yan Xingning to practice morality! A sacrifice for martyrdom!"

The venting and questioning with complaints to the marrow made Yan An stop in his footsteps, and the hand holding the sword trembled uncontrollably.

Zheng Qiao naturally wouldn't miss it.

His voice was hoarse, his voice choked with sobs.

"I'm just paying back the humiliation I suffered back then! This is called blood debt! This is justified! What kind of classmates and friends! What kind of refined gentleman! What kindness and morality! I was the one who was trampled by that wild boar wantonly! I was destroyed by him I am the one with the future! Yan Xingning, let me ask you what I did wrong? Why should I be humiliated! Why should I be criticized as a sycophant!"

His eyes were flushed, and those affectionate eyes concealed countless fragile pains, but he still insisted not to shed tears: "Do I deserve to be insulted, despised, spurned, and trampled on?"

Yan An couldn't hold back the initial indifference.

I was extremely disappointed in my heart.

He said, "That incident was not your fault."

Zheng Qiao thought that Yan An was persuaded.

"Brother, I just don't want to be controlled by anyone in my life anymore! I've had enough of being so humble that anyone can step on it!" He pointed to the sky and said excitedly, "That day, I sent it with my heart. I swear, even if I can’t stand at the highest place in this life, I can’t rot and stink in the mud! Therefore, I need power, I need to stand taller, I need to be so strong that the world fears and surrenders! Brother, I don’t ask you I can understand me, and I don’t ask you to put down the sword, but—”

The words are not finished.

However, the sword that Yan An put down was raised firmly again.

"Ajo."

This is Zheng Qiao's nickname before she took her name.

The only people in the world who would call him this way were his mother and concubine who had died for many years, his mentor buried in the loess, and his senior brother Yan An who took care of him like a brother like a father.The moment he heard the address, the blood that had welled up on his cheeks due to strong emotions faded away.

"do not be afraid."

Yan An used the usual tone of coaxing her daughter.

"Death is not scary."

The tip of the sword approached the junior who was cornered.

"It's my brother's fault that I failed my father's deathbed entrustment, and didn't bring you back to the right path, so that you are still slandering and evading your mistakes. This is my brother's fault. My brother is incompetent, and I have no way to teach."

Yan An's voice was weak, there were large swaths of blood on his body, and his appearance was aging rapidly, but his actions were swift and decisive, without the slightest hesitation.In Zheng Qiao's astonished eyes, the cold sword pierced his chest.

"This matter can't help you anymore!"

"Brothers...fighting against the wall, killing each other...killing each other is not my wish, but the matter has come to an end-I can't leave you in this world anymore as a brother, harming more innocent lives, it will only increase the evil of killing!"

Zheng Qiao didn't listen to what he said at all.

He just slightly lowered his head to look at the pierced chest.

Yan An's chuckle seemed to be relieved: "Stay in the underworld, no matter how many... evil spirits and ghosts come to you to claim your life, wanting to pay in blood... for the Brotherhood to block for you, this time, this time I will definitely protect you well...to wait for the world to be peaceful..."

"You and I... brother..."

"A second time in this world..."

When he was dying, he seemed to see his two close relatives whom he had been married to for generations.

Yan An has regrets, he regrets not seeing his wife's gray head and old appearance, and regrets not seeing his daughter grow up and get married, but he doesn't regret it either.

At least in this round, a life can be saved.

He was born in the flames of war, suffered enough from the chaotic world, and also saw the joys and sorrows created by the world.

This is the only gift he can give his daughter.

Zheng Qiao sat down and lowered his head.

The left chest was pierced back and forth by a sharp sword, as if vitality was pouring out from this body...

Ha ha, read that right.

【as if】

Zheng Qiao, who had endured for a long time until Yan'an died, slowly raised her head, her bloody face was full of sarcasm.

This space is supported by Yan An, and with his passing away, the already precarious phantom has been blurred faster, and finally...

The sound of chaotic footsteps became clearer and clearer, they were hurriedly looking for Zheng Qiao's bodyguards, maids and servants.

"The lord!"

"The lord!"

Zheng Qiao raised her hand to look at the source of the sound.

A blur of lantern light approached him.

Due to the excessive blood loss, his consciousness was also a little fuzzy.

But with the "online" of Wenxin and Guoxi, this injury will be fatal.He mobilized the Dan Mansion's cultural energy, forced himself to pretend to be harmless, and pushed Yan'an away with one hand.

As Yan An's body fell to the ground, he could clearly see the current appearance of this senior brother——At this moment, Yan An was so old that his original handsome face was replaced by countless soft folds. sub-skeleton.

It's hard to imagine that this old man who was so old that he was going to lie in a coffin was actually the unparalleled scribe who was once famous in the Xin Kingdom.

Zheng Qiao snorted coldly.

He raised his hand and pulled out the sword stuck in his chest.

Throw it near Yan'an's body.

Under the panic-stricken eyes of everyone in the palace, he murmured into the air: "Brother, I think you haven't gone far yet, hahaha... I'm afraid you won't even think of it when you die——your junior brother! The junior who has been scolded by thousands of people and trampled by thousands of people!" , Not only was he born with a rebellious brain, but he was born with a bad embryo, even this heart is rebellious... Haha...hahaha..." He laughed wildly, and his eyes were scarlet.

This laughter fell on everyone's ears like a ghost.

The servant Gong'e's bodyguard knelt down on the ground, not daring to look up at him, until Zheng Qiao had laughed enough, then raised his sleeves to wipe away the tears welling up from the corners of his eyes.He staggered and swayed, looked up at the nearby appearance, this is a deserted side hall of the palace.

"The country, the lord of the country..."

One of the servants dared to speak up.

"How to deal with the traitor who assassinated you?"

The air was silent.

Everyone held their breath and waited for Zheng Qiao's instructions, the heartbeat in their chest was so fast that it almost jumped out of their throats.They actually let the rebels under their noses and almost succeeded in the assassination. If the tyrant wants to liquidate, everyone in the palace will fall to the ground.

Only by taking the opportunity to show loyalty can there be a glimmer of life.

In just a few breaths, they actually broke out in cold sweat in the cold winter weather.

finally--

The servant heard Zheng Qiao's indifferent voice from above.

"Chop it up and feed it to the dog."

betray!

To say the least is a betrayal!

What Zheng Qiao cannot tolerate the most is betrayal!
"Send someone to arrest his wife, daughter and relatives."

He knew that Yan An had other thoughts in his mind when he went down the mountain, and he also knew that this senior brother was a perfect scholar, and his insistence on morality could not be shaken by a bit of worldly friendship.

Although he was mentally prepared, when it really happened, he still couldn't forgive Yan Xingning's outright betrayal.

who betrayed him—

Everyone should come and see what happens!
The servant said tremblingly: "Wei."

Zheng Qiao was alone, wearing a red dress stained with blood, and walked back to the palace step by step.Before he had time to sort out his thoughts, he received the second news - the whereabouts of Yan An's wife and daughter were missing, most of them escaped early under Yan An's operation.

"How did they escape?"

There were people staring at Yan An's family everywhere.

The servant who came to inform me faltered.

"Say!" Zheng Qiao yelled.

The servant finally spits out the truth.

Yan'an's wife and daughter went out with Zheng Qiao's token.Because the person who escorted them was...

The waiter didn't dare to continue talking.

Zheng Qiao guessed something, his face turned from white to black.

Finally, he spit out a mouthful of dirty blood with a wow.

Hehehehe.

In one night, two betrayals!

One is his senior brother.

One is the "self" in which he pours his trust.

The already violent literary spirit almost turned into a hurricane that destroyed everything, and the guards guarding the temple looked at each other.

They all saw the horror in each other's eyes.

their lord...

Crazier.

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　　The bento is hot, and big chicken legs are added.

　　PS: Yan'an's ending here is inevitable, and it has something to do with his way of consummating the scribes.Most importantly, before assassinating Zheng Qiao, he could not live for a few months. As for why...

　　The mysterious scribe is a krypton gold boss...

　　Yan Xingning is different, he is dead.

　　PPS: Although Yan Xingning is offline, Wuyou can still play a few chapters, which is also the most critical part of the layout.

　　PPPS: Give Wuyou a chicken leg bento later.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)