The mad sword was unsheathed, and its energy filled the sky.
Li Wenzhi's hair stood on end and he was covered in sweat. Zeng Xianming was trembling all over and wanted to lie down on the ground, extremely embarrassed.
Only Zhao Zhen was shocked, because the person who drew the sword was He Liang, and the person the blade was pointing at was actually him!
Zhao Zhen stood on his head with hair all over his body. He Liang was caught off guard when he drew his sword. He was so fast and so powerful that the middle-aged scribe didn't even have time to react and was directly beheaded by the sword!
"laugh!--"
Blood spurted out, and the middle-aged scribe's head rolled to the ground, but his body was still twitching, and it took a while before he fell to the ground.
Blood flowed all over the ground, forming a thick pool of blood in the blink of an eye.
Zhao Zhen's skull rolled to Zeng Xianming's hand, his eyes wide open in shock, as if he still didn't understand why He Liang suddenly attacked him and chopped him with a knife.
When Zeng Xianming saw Zhao Zhen's dead head, he immediately trembled all over and lowered his head, for fear that He Liang would chop off his head with another knife!
madman!
Zeng Xianming cursed in his heart, but his mouth was trembling, and he repeatedly begged for mercy, saying: "General congratulations, spare your life! The villain knows his crime! The villain knows his crime!"
"Oh?" He Liang looked calm, sheathed the knife, glanced at Li Wenzhi, who was pale beside him, and asked casually, "You know you are guilty, but do you know what crime you have committed?"
"This..." Zeng Xianming was speechless for a moment.
He Liang said: "The disciples of Prince Liang's Palace slandered the eldest son of Yunhai Xianmen as an assassin of the palace. Your army and horse department investigated the case without distinguishing the truth and sent troops rashly, which damaged the reputation of the Xianmen. What do you think of this crime?"
When Zeng Xianming heard this, his mind went blank.
The matter of apprehending Bai Ze was not the decision of the Military and Horse Division at all. But he didn't dare to say a word because he was suffering, so he could only take the blame and admit guilt.
"General, save me, the villain was confused for a moment!" Zeng Xianming slapped himself hard. Seeing that He Liang was indifferent, he slapped him again and slapped himself from left to right until he was like a pig's head. His mouth was full of blood, and He Liang stopped him.
"Where is the eldest son?" He Liang asked.
"Here!" Zeng Xianming rolled and crawled, picked up the folding fan in the headless corpse's hand, knelt down and presented it to He Liang.
He Liang only glanced at it and ordered Li Wenzhi: "Master Li, put on this man's head and go with me to meet the general. As for you," he said, looking at Zeng Xianming, "can you survive? The general makes his own decision."
"Yes." Li Wenzhi nodded in agreement and ordered his men to take away Zhao Zhen's head.
General.
There is only one person who can make Crazy Sword He Liangkou call himself a general, and that is Dazhou Zhenxi General Gucheng.
Zeng Xianming was heartbroken, knowing that he was determined to avoid this disaster. General Zhenxi is isolated in the city, and no one in the entire Western Territory knows that this man is sinister, treacherous, and murderous by nature. He is a lecherous person.
Whenever someone falls into the hands of General Zhenxi Gucheng, he will always be more terrifying alive than dead!
But in such a huge county, when did this infamous General Zhenxi come? Why didn't the Bingma Division get any news? Could it be that this lonely city is an evil spirit that can come and go without a trace?
After He Liang finished speaking, he rode the dragon-scaled horse and headed straight to a certain place in the city.
Wherever they passed, the county soldiers and cavalry gave way one after another. The horses on both sides were so frightened by the smell of the dragon-scaled horses that they even sniffed and did not dare to hit any of them. They wanted to put wings on all four legs and fly directly to the sky.
…
Longhai County City, Fengyue Tower.
Fengyue Tower, as the most luxurious romantic place in the county, finally welcomed a strong person today.
How hard is this bone?
It was so hard that the entire Western Territory was frightened by those who heard it, and frightened by those who saw it.
This bone is none other than Dazhou Zhenxi General Gucheng.
The isolated city has a notorious reputation, but it also has the trust of the King of Zhou. At the age of only forty, he has already reached the peak of his military rank and is in charge of the military affairs of the eighteen counties in the Western Region. His power exceeds that of all officials in the Western Region, large and small.
But this does not change the bad reputation of Gucheng among the people.
General Zhenxi, Gucheng, has three major hobbies in his life: fine wine, women, and famous swords.
Therefore, the first thing Gucheng did when he came to Longhai County was not to follow the instructions of the imperial master and go to Prince Liang's Mansion to investigate the assassination of Prince Liang. Instead, he took He Liang, the mad sword, directly to the Fengyue Tower.
It’s no wonder that Zeng Xianming didn’t know when he arrived at the county seat.
Just because the Imperial Preceptor told him to "enter the city quietly to investigate the whole story." So Zhenxi General Gucheng and his powerful general He Liang disguised themselves as dragon-scaled horses and entered the city at noon today.
But Gucheng was not happy.
To be precise, he was holding back his anger.
Ever since he took up the post of Zhenxi General Mansion, he had heard that there was a Fengyue Tower in Longhai County. The wine and beauties there were the best in the western region. Gucheng has always hoped to go to Longhai County on official business, but unfortunately he never had the chance.
After finally waiting for the instructions from the Imperial Preceptor, he rushed to Longhai County at starry night to deal with the assassination case of Prince Liang's Mansion. Without taking off his clothes, he took He Liang from General Zhenxi's Mansion and passed through two counties. It was dusty and windy. He had just arrived at Fengyue Tower. , I heard the madam say that the two stunning beauties were taken away by a guy who called himself Mr. Ye!
Damn it!
Gucheng was furious in his heart and scolded the madam to find those two beauties immediately, determined to make those two girls happy.
The madam had also seen the world, and perhaps he thought that Gucheng was just a spoiled young man from an aristocratic family, and planned to trick him by dragging him along.
Who would have thought that Zhenxi General Gucheng was indeed a ruthless man. He started drinking when he entered Fengyue Tower. When he was half drunk, he scolded the madam to go looking for someone and ordered He Liang to find a pretty girl for him and send him to the box.
The old bustard originally thought that Gucheng had ordered some people, but even if they were fierce again, one or two of them should stop. But what the Madam never expected was that from this time on, the General of Zhenxi would lead the three ladies who came out of the Gucheng room. They did not go in vertically, and without exception, came out horizontally.
The traces all over his body were simply unbearable to look at.
The old madam knew that she had met a master, so she quickly ordered the doorkeeper to call the three best girls in the building, and sent them all to Gucheng's room.
The madam thought this response would be appropriate.
Each of those three girls is a fairy who can make an eight-foot strong man walk through the door and stand against the wall.
If these three people take action at the same time, how can Gucheng still survive?
However, the opposite is true.
The three people were sent into the room. Within a moment, they began to sing gracefully, up and down, and lasted for a whole hour.
Everything above and below Fengyue Tower was eclipsed, and Jinggu City was like a man of heaven.
"Damn it, where did this person come from?" Mengyuan muttered in a low voice, "Even the erotic paintings on the roadside that cost three cents would not dare to draw like this! How many are here!?"
The three girls fought hard for an hour, but failed to keep Gucheng in line. Instead, they were so ruined that they couldn't close their legs. They passed out one after another and were thrown out of the room by Gucheng, shirtless.
The three girls were thrown out, with no trace of their hair. There were only more marks on their bodies than the previous ones. They were simply too miserable to look at. They lay on the ground and groaned. It seemed that they were taking in too much air and outgoing.
The old bustard was panic-stricken and hurriedly ordered the gatekeeper to ask for the doctor.
"Within three moments, if those two stunning beauties are no longer seen, I will take their heads from your neck!" Gucheng threatened and said to the old bustard of Fengyue Tower.
