Emperor Phoenix

Chapter 89

These lands that have recorded their footprints.

Three years later, in the middle of the night, he left the palace from the secret path that Qin Changge had taught him back then. He was alone, holding the nostalgia for the deceased, step by step to revisit the old place again.

The moonlight is lonely and clear, making the shadow slender, as long as eternal pain and longing.

The tranquility of this moment is very good, suitable for mourning the dead...

After today, after today... He wants to take revenge for the time spent in mourning.

Over the years, I, who was sleeping in the ruins after the fire, refused to open my eyes to face the facts. With my own selfishness and obsession, I stubbornly let the rumors obliterate her and obliterate myself. I wasted three years in vain and missed finding the truth. The best time to reveal the real culprit.

Now, how could he allow Changge to die so unexplainably?

Die with such ignorance and shame?
Looking up, there was a long howl, piercing the darkness with all the joys and sorrows, and shooting far into the sky!

The sorrow of the emperor, the low vegetation, the wrath of the emperor, the disturbance of wind and thunder.

The clouds in the sky are so heavy, faintly rolled over, and a ray of first rainbow is now in the far southwest.

The world was shocked, awe-inspiring and dare not speak, but there are people who don't know how to live or die, rashly provoking.

"Crack!" The window on the second floor of a restaurant next to the street was pushed open vigorously, and someone spit out thick phlegm and cursed loudly:

"Damn! Where did the lunatic come from! Howling in the middle of the night!"

Thick phlegm fell, wet and sticky, and it was falling on Xiao Jue's face who was standing downstairs.

Long eyebrows raised, black light flashed in the darkness, and then fell silent. Xiao Jue was silent for a while, stretched out his sleeves and wiped it slowly, looked up at the man whose face was obscured by the backlight on the second floor, and said coldly: "Get your head right."

"Of course!" The man said in a frivolous tone, "Poor! The golden liquid you gave me, Mr. Jiang, is good for you. I can't guarantee that your feng shui will turn around in the future. You have to thank me, young master!"

Behind him, the lights are bright and there are figures and figures, and I vaguely heard someone laughing and saying: "That's right, boy, you don't have to go to anyone's door when you travel to the capital in the future, just say 'Shang Shu's family is spat on', to protect you endless! "

There was a burst of laughter, and someone groaned strangely: "Yesterday, the chaimen pierced the buttocks, and today the Tianqu is flattering people. You are poor. Jiang Shangshu's family, you are lucky to have climbed up today. Although it sounds ugly, you are more or less you His blessing!"

There was another wave of unrestrained laughter, mixed with flirting with prostitutes, women's coquettish smiles, child molesting voices, "little darling, sweetheart"... There was a burst of noise, and several people were stumbling around drunkenly. Going to the window, I stretched my head and clamored to see "Under the Spit".

Xiao Jue smiled very coldly.

Changge... Are you punishing me?Are you punishing me for my innocence?I was humiliated by Xiaoxiao in my own country, at my own feet.

If you are humiliated, you can get you back, that's all.

pity……

The laughter continued, Xiao Jue raised his head, his eyes were like lightning.

One person met his gaze, shivered suddenly, turned pale, kept silent, thought for a while, and shrank his head back.

His keen sense saved his life.

"Snapped!"

Xiao Jue lifted the corner of his robe and kicked a head-sized stone by the side of the road up to the second floor!
The stone whizzed like thunder, and with the grief and murderous aura that could not be vented in the heart, with the force of thunder, it slammed into a head stretched like a turtle!

Blood flowers are blooming brilliantly in the night sky!

It is opened in the infinitely enlarged pupils of a group of people who are terrified and amazed, and in the romantic background of luxury and wealth.

With just one kick, a good head was completely shattered.

Bright red blood and pure white brain matter spurted out like a fountain, blending into a pink rain of blood in the air, and then fell with a swish.

Xiao Jue had already left the spot in a flash, lifted his robe and flew up to the second floor.

The moment he appeared at the top of the stairs, actors, whores, prostitutes, and child molesters screamed and swarmed into a mess, screaming "Killer!"

The son of Jiang Hua, Minister of the Ministry of Officials, Jiang Chuanyun, a well-known villain in Beijing, stared at Xiao Jue, who was murderous and awe-inspiring, in black clothes fluttering like a god of death, with a pale face, his legs were trembling, and his crotch was slightly wet.

He was standing in front of the window just now, and this villain kicked to death with a flying stone the Qing guest Wan Shengmu, who he relied on the most. The head of the most eloquent and incomparably flexible man exploded in front of him so bloody. , blood and brains splashed all over his face, he was horrified to see that the mouth that could sing, chant, ventriloquist, and compose obscenities, which often amused him, suddenly disappeared, and the snow-white teeth flew out for a day, like stones. Bangbang hit him on the forehead, causing a lump on his forehead immediately.

But he has forgotten the pain.

That killing god actually came upstairs!

Randomly pulling people to block in front of him, Jiang Chuanyun was so flustered that he couldn't speak, and issued orders in a mess: "Come, come, help! Help!...Kill him...Kill him!"

But the rest of the people were also in a panic, struggling desperately not to be his shield, who cares what he is still talking about?
Xiao Jue just stood at the stairs with a sneer, watching this group of people who were so arrogant just now running around like headless chickens, he simply lifted his clothes and swaggered to sit on the banister of the stairs.

However, there is a master who is quite calm, seeing Xiao Jue is alone, and his own people are in a mess, he feels that there is no need to be like this, and loudly said: "Everyone! Don't be surprised! And call everyone's guards, he is alone!"

This sound reminded all the dandies, and they shouted loudly. The guards of the various families were rushed aside because they thought it was inconvenient, but now they became life-saving straws. , rushed up quickly.

"That's right!" Mr. Jiang was overjoyed, and shouted repeatedly, "Kill him! Whoever kills him, I will reward him with a hundred taels of gold, and I will give it to another official!"

Under the heavy reward, there must be a brave man, everyone's spirits were lifted, and they all drank together:

"kill him!"

Xiao Jue turned around suddenly, slid down the stairs with a chirp, and kicked his legs continuously. Those who rushed to the stairs were immediately knocked away by his momentum and kicking force.

With a beautiful turn, Xiao Jue turned himself directly into the crowd, quickly pulled out the waist knife without taking it out of its sheath, just holding it horizontally in his hand, pointing east to west, and guiding to north, the strike was quick and fierce, continuous black shadows Because the moving speed is too fast, it looks like a black whirlwind from a distance. I can only see the silhouettes of others shuttle like flowers, and I can only hear the continuous sound of crackling. Those guards who are used to bullying people are all beaten. Flying teeth with a face like a pig's head fell out upside down, the ground was white and yellowish and black, and teeth of various colors rolled all over the ground.

Not long after, the stairs went up and down, all the way to the door of the store, and there were people lying on the ground covering their faces and hugging their legs and moaning.

And Xiao Jue sneered and stood among the dead dogs with his knife in his arms, looking at the people underground with disgust.

The crime is not worthy of death, but the mouth is dirty enough. Gathering the crowd for lust and feasting on the fat and anointing of the people.Hit your gums and tell you to sing!Tell you to eat!Make you happy!Tell you to bark!
As for Jiang Chuanyun...he slowly turned around and looked at the evil young man, who was stared at by him, so frightened that he shivered and wet his pants again.

Xiao Jue smiled expressionlessly, walked in front of him in an unhurried manner, suddenly pulled a person hiding behind the stairs with his hands, pulled him in front of Jiang Chuanyun, and said coldly to the person: "You, spit."

His eyes widened in astonishment, the man who knew at a glance that he was the rich young man in Beijing stared blankly at Xiao Jue's face, Jiang Chuanyun looked at Xiao Jue's expression, swallowed in fear, and flinched back again, only to find that behind him was the floor , there is no way back.

"Spit, spit your golden liquid," Xiao Jue said sarcastically, "give this Mr. Jiang a taste too, taste the feeling of being 'spit at the door'."

Jiang Chuanyun's face was ashen, this murderous god is ruthless enough!

With his fingers tightly clasped on the floor, he frightened Xiao Jue with his stern intentions: "Do you know who I am? How dare you insult me ​​like this? My father is the Minister of the Ministry of Officials!"

Slowly looking down at Jiang Chuanyun, Xiao Jue said indifferently: "Do you know who I am?"

Jiang Chuanyun struggled and shouted: "Whoever you are! You are no bigger than my father!"

"Oh?" Xiao Jue looked surprised with deep sarcasm, "A mere minister of the official department, at the feet of the emperor, covered with hairpin tassels and crowns covering the land of Beijing, dare to be the number one? And you, a mere official A mere evil son of the Minister of the Ministry, who spits all over his body, dares to call the word 'gift' in arrogance and recklessness! "

"... How dare I insult you," Xiao Jue sneered, and slapped the head of the rich man who was struggling with his legs, "Put it up! Otherwise, I'm not insulting you, I'm killing you!"

"You don't want to live anymore! How dare you!..." Jiang Chuanyun still jumped, Xiao Jue stretched out his hand like lightning, and slapped his chin.

Jiang Chuanyun stared wide-eyed and opened his mouth wide, standing on the ground blankly, Xiao Jue frowned to avoid the foul smell of wine and meat in his mouth, and shouted: "You, spit it out!"

One command and one response, the rich man was so frightened that he was paralyzed, his ears were buzzing, he was dizzy, his joints ached when he was drinking by Xiao Jue, and he didn't even think about it in panic, so he spit into it with a mouthful of spittle. Jiang Chuanyun opened his mouth!
Xiao Jue didn't look at it, but just stared out of the window, and said coldly: "Not enough gold! Go on! Use your strength!"

The dude was helpless, stretched his neck and patted his chest for a long time, "Bah!" Another mouthful!
Seeing Jiang Chuanyun's expression of wanting to die, Xiao Jue let go, threw away the rich dude, and said coldly: "The humiliator will always humiliate, you'd better remember it for me today, otherwise in the future, you will not only It's the end of swallowing phlegm!"

Limp on the floor and vomiting, Jiang Chuanyun vomited breathlessly, managed to raise his head amidst the filth on the floor, looked at Xiao Jue with resentful eyes, and said intermittently: "...my lord...remember...remember... "

After staring at him indifferently for a long while, Xiao Jue sneered, turned around and left: "It's still a shame to do evil in the sky, but you can't live by doing evil yourself. You should do it yourself."

When he said the last sentence, he was startled suddenly, thinking of the last sentence of the holy monk in the meditation room that day. At that time, he was heartbroken, dizzy and confused. Although he heard every word, but together, he didn't care at all. What does it mean? Now that I am disturbed by this evil, my painful and confused thoughts have settled down a little bit, and then I remembered the last sentence of the holy monk, "It is ignorant to be in the game and not get out; it is ignorant to be out of the game , It's a sin, the benefactor wants to do it for himself." I couldn't help but lose my mind.

(End of this chapter)