Humane Yongchang

Chapter 360 Kyushu
"Chirp!"

The screams of the fire phoenix resounded through Luoyi.

The night wind howled.

The rolling flames engulfed the entire Spring and Autumn Palace!
Outside the palace.

Chen Ji looked up at the raging flames, and laughed like a madman: "Hahaha...Pfft!"

The laughter stopped, and he suddenly spewed a mouthful of blood without warning.

He stretched out a hand and wiped the corner of his lips in shock, and glanced at the bright firelight, the shock in his eyes quickly transformed into endless panic, he turned around and ran away.

But seeing the many Paoze brothers fighting fiercely around the battle formations and the tidal wave of imperial imperial guards, they all opened their mouths and spat out a large mouthful of blood!
The fire was blazing, illuminating the night like day.

Chen Jiqing clearly saw all the brothers Paoze who vomited blood, their buns were more than half gray in the blink of an eye, and the young and fierce faces were also ten years old in an instant!

"Brothers, withdraw!"

The second battalion commander was also taken aback by the sudden change. One strode forward, stretched out his broad left arm and embraced Chen Ji, who was stumbling, while the other hand swung the eight-sided sword, like a mad tiger. He chopped down the imperial guards who rushed up one by one!
"puff!"

Chen Ji, who fell into the long arms of the second battalion, opened his mouth again and spat out a big mouthful of blood, and the whole person lost all strength in an instant.

Hearing the movement in his arms, the second battalion commander lowered his head and was horrified to find that Chen Ji's long hair was as white as silver threads, and the cheeks of a young man who had been sly and sinister a dozen breaths ago were ravaged in the blink of an eye. The eyebrows are all gone.

The young man in hardcover turned into a skinny little old man in a few breaths!

The second battalion commander heard a "hum" in his head, and when he had no other thoughts, he backhanded and picked up Chen Ji, who was sliding straight to the ground, and shouted hoarsely: "Chen Lao Liu, hold on for Lao Tzu, I, I'll take you home!"

Chen Ji, whose consciousness was already blurred, leaned in his arms, and whispered in an angry voice: "Big brother... Big brother... We're afraid... poof..."

He spat out another mouthful of viscous blood and closed his eyes gently.

"Chen Laoliu, Chen Laoliu..."

The second battalion commander shook Chen Ji vigorously, but he never saw Chen Ji open his eyes again.

"what……"

He let out a piercing cry, hugged Chen Ji tightly, turned his head and roared, "Brothers, withdraw!"

The three hundred Huafa remnants formed an array of sharp arrows to tear apart the imperial imperial army that surrounded them, and broke into the darkness where the firelight could not shine.

In the blazing fire.

At the same time, several figures withdrew their gazes from their backs, and looked at the old man with a beard and a red scarf in the center of the flames.

"Is Yuan Sheng still unwilling to retire?"

One of them sighed.

This person is nine feet tall, with a sharp forehead, long hands and feet, tall and stalwart like a warrior on the battlefield, but his aura is as peaceful as the warm winter sun, which makes people feel like a spring breeze. Such two temperaments of retreating from the south to the north and even tit for tat, are on him. There's a perfect union... that kind of feeling, like: 'As a scholar, it makes sense that I could kill an elephant with one punch? '

He stood on the edge, but the moment he opened his mouth, the universe was centered on him, and all beings were listening to his teachings.

The dark-bearded old man who was in the center of the flames was silent, his turbid eyes slowly glanced at the sky-high flames, as if he could see the original appearance of the Spring and Autumn Palace through the flames.

Seeing that he didn't speak, several figures in the flames quietly leaned towards the peaceful old man who was nine feet tall, and surrounded the old man with the beard in the middle.

Among the few people, there was a hazy figure that seemed to have countless mosaics all over his body. It was clearly in the raging flames, and there were constant images of flowers blooming and fading, spring and autumn coming, and so on.

There is a dark old soldier who is only six feet tall and only wearing a simple red Zhou Dynasty military uniform.

There is also a tall figure wearing a grass mask and a scorpion, standing in an ancient long street with a lot of people. If there are ordinary people here, you can't even tell whether this figure in scorpion is the body or the crowd. Those figures that come and go are the body.

In addition to these five distinct figures, there are also several shadows hanging alone above the crowd. They seem like mud and wood sculptures without mind, and they seem to have vicissitudes of eyes, passing through time and space. above the shadow.

The raging flames seemed not to be in the same space as these figures.

The outside world was full of flames, and screams and wailing sounded one after another.

It was so quiet inside that you could hear the needle falling...

I don't know how long it took, the old man with the beard sighed heavily, and two lines of turbid tears poured out of the corners of the vicissitudes of life: "Time, luck, fate..."

As soon as these words came out, the four figures surrounding the bearded old man did not move at all, but there was a sense of relief!
They may not be afraid of this old man who has cultivated virtue for seven hundred years.

But no one wanted to do it with him.

The consequences... unpredictable!
The grey-bearded old man raised his head, swept over the four figures around him one by one with a mocking expression, and said slowly, "Wait, he is really my loyal minister of the Great Zhou Dynasty!"

The peaceful old man, the mosaic figure, and the mysterious old man all lowered their eyebrows slightly, as if unable to meet the eyes that had penetrated the seven hundred years of spring and autumn.

Only the unremarkable swarthy old man looked at the candid old man without dodging or evading, and he opened his mouth, his voice was firm, low, and sonorous like the sound of gold and iron clashing: "The Great Zhou is the Great Zhou of the Kyushu, the Kyushu But it is not the Kyushu of the Great Zhou Dynasty. We are loyal to Kyushu, loyal to our Kyushu people, we have done our best, and returned the body in horse leather. Naturally, we are loyal ministers, but we are Yuan Sheng, who was consecrated with 'Yi' and 'Li'. Neither respecting 'Easy' nor observing 'Propriety', no guarantees on the evening festival... I am ashamed to be in the company of Yuan Sheng!"

The other three looked strangely at the old man with beard, and then at the old man with swarthy eyes, with gloating gloating in their eyes, as if they were saying: 'Look at your Ji family, this will be honest How can people be bullied...'

The pale-bearded old man's face turned blue and red for a while, and the anger between his eyebrows almost turned into reality!

There are two supreme realms of swearing.

One is to shorten the sentences!

One is that every sentence is true!

Although this swarthy old soldier doesn't talk much, he has both!
This punch formed by the Youzhou Army for more than 400 years of grievances...

Daluo Jinxian's face can't be stopped!

"Hahaha……"

The grey-bearded old man laughed madly, "Good one 'The big week is the big week of the Kyushu, but the Kyushu is not the Kyushu of the big week'..."

Seeing this, the four of them gathered their strength secretly and prepared to start the battle of the slaughter!
The old man with a beard didn't want to, but he turned around and walked into the raging flames step by step with tearful laughter, "It's a good evening!"

"If you don't have a grain, you will be above the nine heavens. Let's see how you will give your best and return the body wrapped in horse leather!"

Along with his wild laughter, the raging flames, which were gentle and harmless like a clear spring, seemed to suddenly regain their strength, and quickly spread up along his robe, turning him into a burning man in a few breaths.

The dazzling multicolored brilliance surged out from the center of the fire man, and turned into a flaming phoenix again, and a few flaps of wings extinguished the soaring flames.

However, most of the Spring and Autumn Palaces have already been turned into coke in this raging flame, and only a few tables of the palace are still intact!

The four of them watched this scene in silence, and Qi Qi sighed.

(End of this chapter)