Yan's foreign relatives, give Da Yan a little Xuanwu Gate shock

"Jie deceived the students of the capital and manipulated the public opinion to establish herself as Emperor Wenzong. This seriously violated the regulations of the Simatai and was extremely evil. In order to ensure the safety of the capital, she must be killed here."

In order for himself to survive, Jie must die here.

The people holding candles were silent and stood up one after another.

They don't care what kind of person the Sui Beast Agent is, nor do they care whether General Zuo's orders are reasonable.

In their understanding, the Sui Beast Agent is a time bomb that threatens the people of Yan Country. Once the shadow of the giant beast covers the sky, they will hold on to the last candlelight and drive the threat of the giant beast out of Yan Country.

This is the duty of the candle holder that Simuitai has been telling them for thousands of years.

Fu Tingzhao seemed to have felt the vibration of the large off-road vehicle coming from a distance and looked towards the direction of the capital.

"Candle bearers, march out!"

"Kill the five agents, Jie!"

Chapter 17: Rebellion at Hangu Pass (Additional Chapter )

"We are about to reach Hangu Pass. Friends who often go out of the capital should be very familiar with it."

In the off-road vehicle of the Sunrise Motorcade, the person in the passenger seat acted like a tour guide and said with a smile, "Hangu Pass used to be an important military town. Later, it was destroyed by natural disasters and the people were evacuated. It became a deserted ruin."

"There was a group of bandits who used to be entrenched here, but they didn't often attack passing convoys. For example, they didn't dare to attack our Sunrise convoy. They were foolish enough to provoke the Chen convoy, but now they have been wiped out. Everyone can rest assured..."

Amid the cries of feathered animals, the tour guide's voice was peaceful and natural, almost blending with the sound of rain, lulling people to sleep.

If Jie was just heading to Gouwu, she would be happy to listen to the guide's introduction along the way, or fall asleep with the sound of rain. But she already knew the truth of tonight from the strand of silk she was wearing.

Jie woke up the half-asleep student from Yunqing Poetry Society and had an embarrassed smile on his face.

"Excuse me, little classmate."

"Mr. Jie?" The student tilted his head.

"Tell me, if I really succeed, and from now on everyone writes mainly in vernacular Chinese, and the poems and court documents are all in vernacular Chinese that ordinary people can understand... Will anyone in the capital want to kill me?"

"Kill the gentleman? How is that possible!"

The student cried out in surprise and shook his head like a rattle.

"Mr. Jie is a great talent that only appears once in hundreds of years. It is because of Mr. Jie that we know that vernacular Chinese can be as beautiful as classical Chinese, and that ordinary people cannot even understand official documents! If it were not for Mr. Jie, what would ordinary people do?"

"In your eyes, I am this kind of person."

Jie pursed his lips with a happy smile on his face.

She suddenly felt that whether someone wanted to kill her or not didn't seem to be that important.

"Did you have a nightmare, sir?" The student pondered for a moment and came to this conclusion.

"Nightmare? It's just that I feel depressed and can't get rid of it..."

Just as Jie was about to smile and shake his head, there was an exclamation from the seat in front of him.

"Are they bandits? There are crossbow arrows coming!"

Jie only noticed at this moment that the guide's voice had stopped unconsciously. A crossbow arrow with a special smell was stuck in her right shoulder, the wound was bleeding, and the whole person had fainted.

The sounds of more crossbow arrows breaking through the air are coming continuously.

Continuous explosions were heard from the chassis of the off-road vehicle. The tires were pierced by crossbow arrows and shot off, and the off-road vehicle rolled forward.

"Ah ...

Jie hesitated for a moment, then wrote the word "Jing" out of thin air with his finger, and the rolling off-road vehicle stopped immediately.

However, the situation inside the car was dire at this time.

The driver and the two students were all bleeding from their heads and passed out from the continuous collisions, with blood gradually spreading under them. A student who had opened the car window was thrown out of the car and lay on the ground wailing in pain.

Several masked men in red robes gathered towards the vehicle, swords drawn.

Jie wrote the word "sword" in running script with his left hand, then put two fingers together to hold an eight-sided Han sword in his hand. With his right hand, he took a brush made of animal hair from his waist, and ink spread silently.

She looked at the students, with a hint of pity in her eyes.

"I'm sorry, it's me who hurt you, it's me..."

"The deputy Jie committed a serious crime, and the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue said: behead him."

The man holding the candle walked forward indifferently and pointed his crossbow at the wailing students: "Lin Yun, a student of the Arts Department, studied the Book of Songs and the Spring and Autumn Annals. He is blind and on the verge of death. There are 55 students in the convoy."

The rest of the Sunrise convoy also had their tires pierced and was forced to stop.

The students in the convoy were either scratched by the wicks of the Originium lamps and were about to become infected; or they suffered intracranial injuries directly in the car. Even if they received immediate medical treatment, it would be difficult for them to survive. I am afraid that only a doctor like Kal'tsit can treat them.

The leader holding the candle spoke softly to Jie.

"Minister Jie, we have been waiting for you at Hangu Pass for a long time. In order to protect the students, can you please commit suicide?"

"You come to kill me and let me commit suicide?" Jie murmured.

The man holding the candle chuckled and said, "In order to save more people, it is obviously a better choice for Minister Jie to commit suicide."

"Could it be that Minister Jie wants to compete with us here?"

The candle holder showed no mercy and pulled the trigger of the crossbow. With a scream, the crossbow pierced the thigh of the student lying on the ground, nailing him alive to the dry and cracked ground. His blood soaked the tiny source stone crystals on the ground.

Jie said nothing, holding the brush in his right hand and splashing ink, a huge "yu" character was formed in the air. In the blink of an eye, the crossbow arrow that pierced his thigh turned into powder, and all his wounds were instantly healed.

"You have used your power as an agent without authorization. Minister Jie has committed another crime."

"It seems that Minister Jie does not value the lives of the students."

The man holding the candle stepped back a few steps and raised his long sword: "I just don't know how the dead students feel now. I wonder if you can write another movable character to bring them back to life?"

Several people holding candles tiptoed the ground at the same time and attacked Jie.

Different colors of Originium skills appeared on their respective swords, attacking different weak points on the agent's body.

"Minister Jie, please allow us to see you off."

Jie looked up blankly, not looking at them, but at the other students lying in a pool of blood.

The man holding the candle followed the tip of the knife and looked at Jie who did not resist. A hint of ease and arrogance flashed across the eyes in the hollow mask.

In the final analysis, he was just the weakest and most human-like of the agents of the Year Beast. Humans killed the high and mighty beasts, but only to this extent. I wonder if other candle holders have killed agents?

His eyes were fixed on Jie, and then the sky turned upside down and his vision rolled.

For some reason, I felt a chill on my neck.

Looking again, the candle holder could no longer see Jie, but only a few headless bodies with blood gushing out of their necks. The heads of those bodies, like him, flew into the sky with stunned expressions.

It turned out that they were beheaded at the same moment.

The brown-haired masked man with a silver mask, holding a long knife in his hand, stood quietly in front of Jie. The round hole with bullet holes did not reveal the masked man's eyes, but a bright cross star.

Fu Tingzhao, who was standing at a distance and watching the attack, stared at the familiar hair color and couldn't help but pounding the table.

How could he forget this familiar hair color and familiar racial features?

"Yuan-Cong-Qian-!"

Chapter 108: Instant Reversal, Escape in Disgrace

He could have waited a few more years to calmly prepare, watching the Duke of Wei and the Duke of Shu restrain each other for a few years, and helping his brother Fu Qianming accumulate fame. Then he could kill Jie and use his age to gain respect. The Fu family would definitely leave a strong mark in the history of Yan State.

But Zhenlong was so impatient that he forced him to resign.

Yuan Congqian had only been in mourning for a month when he was already doing well in the capital. All the profits from his Western pharmacy were from the smuggling of Simui Tai! All the money he made from the thriving Western pharmacy he was running was from the Fu family!

"True Dragon, how mean and ungrateful you are!"

Holding the thin sword on his body, Fu Tingzhao looked at Yuan Congqian who appeared on the battlefield, and his murderous intent grew stronger.

He was also worried about how to deal with Yuan Congqian, the heavily protected relative of the emperor.

"I wanted to kill Queen Jie and then play with you slowly to see how capable you are in front of our Fu family without the support of the real dragon. I didn't expect you to dare to jump out on your own... Hangu Pass is really a lucky place."

He couldn't wait to order the candle bearer to take off Yuan Congqian's head.

Fu Tingzhao took out the alloy crossbow, stood on a hill far away from the scene of the car rollover, and aimed at the sky. The source stone particles under his feet flew up out of thin air, adsorbed onto the crossbow and the crossbow, and wrapped the crossbow into an even larger crossbow.

The crystal light flowed along the Originium particles, and the sound of Originium particles squeezing each other like breaking bones was heard in the air.

"General Zuo, there are still colleagues holding candles on the battlefield."

Noticing Fu Tingzhao's actions, Rong Wanqing, who was guarding beside him, couldn't help but remind him.

Fu Tingzhao's Originium Skills had a very wide killing range. The Originium energy stored now was enough to cause an explosion. If this crossbow arrow went down, the part close to the battlefield would probably be bombed to the point where no one would be alive.

"If they weren't trash, why would I have to do it myself?"

Fu Tingzhao replied calmly, pulling the crossbow to its full length, and there was no trace of his intention to kill the subordinates of the Candleholder in his words. He let go, red light spread, and the arrow shot towards the sky.

When the crossbow was fired, the ground where he was standing was covered with cracks, and the Originium crossbow was shattered into pieces. The front end showed an extremely high heat red light, reflecting the diamond-shaped light of the Originium, leaving a red afterimage, and rushed into the sky.

Fu Tingzhao's legs and feet felt weak and he leaned backwards involuntarily, leaning against the wall.

But even though he began to breathe heavily, with a strong sense of stagnation in his breathing, his gaze was still fixed on the brown-haired masked man who had not moved so far, and his eyes were filled with the pleasure of revenge.

"Hee, this is the one who is against me—"

The silk curtain that was large enough to cover the sky turned from virtual to real, wrapped the arrow layer by layer, and then disappeared.

Another blond young man with dragon horns appeared beside Yuan Congqian. He looked at Fu Tingzhao from afar with a smile on his face.

Fu Tingzhao looked at this scene with bloodshot eyes.

"Performance——!"

The blond young man waved the jade shuttle in his hand, and the silk thread lifted up the fragile soil, forming a towering tree with extremely thick branches. Countless tiny branches burst out and entangled towards the man holding the candle.

The man holding the candle had no time to dodge in his hurry and was entangled by the silk thread, unable to move.

In the blink of an eye, Fu Tingzhao's sure ambush was completely reversed.

Even though the candle holder swung his knife to cut the silk threads, more threads penetrated into his body like a thorn in his flesh, severing the nerves in his legs layer by layer as he screamed in pain, and hung upside down in the air.

Fu Tingzhao immediately understood that this was something he had arranged long ago.

The news that Yuan Congqian had colluded with more than one Sui beast echoed in his head.

Fu Tingzhao turned around and left, mounted his pack animal, and headed north.

The Bingzhu people were indeed able to fight against the Sui Beast Agents, and even if the Sui Beast Agent Jie was about to be killed, he would not dare to be ruthless to the Bingzhu people. But Ji had seen through Simuitai's ambush, and the two agents were no longer something that could be dealt with by less than a hundred soldiers. Judging from the files collected by Simuitai, he would definitely not hold back on the Bingzhu people.

So, he ran away without hesitation.

With his head lowered and hugged tightly onto the pack animal, Fu Tingzhao felt waves of pain from the Originium technique in his body, and his eyes were ferocious.

"Let's go to Dahuang City first. Agent Shu has a gentle temperament, so we can use her to avoid the pursuit of the agents. Yuan Congqian attacked and killed me directly in the wilderness, and he definitely wouldn't dare to touch my brother again. I will send him a secret letter later and let him be prepared..."

The beast of burden was extremely bumpy on its back and its speed was increasing.

Gradually, he ran farther and farther towards the north, and the sounds of fighting and shouting on the battlefield seemed to be gradually moving away from him.

Fu Tingzhao felt that all the bones in his body were about to be shaken apart by the beast of burden.

There was no comfortable place on his body. The pain that ordinary people could not bear in just one place was spread all over Fu Tingzhao's body, but Fu Tingzhao actually endured it, with more and more bloodshot in his eyes.

He couldn't die yet, couldn't fail here, and couldn't be stopped by Ji who might return to the capital at any time.

Shouldn't the Tianshi Mansion be able to monitor Ji's return to the capital? Why didn't they report any news to the Simai Office? Fu Tingzhao also specifically notified the Tianshi Mansion not to stop him from leaving the city tonight, but why did this happen?

"General Zuo, where are you going?"

A female voice that Fu Tingzhao was familiar with sounded behind him.

"General Zuo, are you going to abandon the many colleagues of the Candlelight Man and run away alone? If you run away, they will lose their backbone, and the enemy can only use them to gain military merits. What will happen to my colleagues?"

The veteran candle holder Rong Wanqing rode his horse to catch up and asked in confusion.

"Go to Dahuang City..."

Fu Tingzhao, who was concentrating on escaping, answered subconsciously, but then he realized something was wrong and turned his head to look. Rong Wanqing stood behind the pack animal, holding the red tassel bamboo sword in one hand, looking at him with an expression that Fu Tingzhao found particularly unfamiliar.

Rong Wanqing had never spoken to him in this tone, nor had she ever used a bamboo sword.

So, the Rong Wanqing in front of him was the one who went to search for the agent Wang Guilai, reported with Lin Guangmei's secret letter that the agent Wang had been successfully arrested and detained in the capital, and followed him to arrange the ambush at Hangu Pass.

Who is she?

Fu Tingzhao finally reacted at this time: "Wang! You..."