Being able to bend and stretch can be a compliment or a derogation.
In the past, Emperor Yingzong of the Tang Dynasty mistakenly believed the slanderous rumors and personally conquered Wolong Island in the South China Sea. He was defeated and captured. He had to endure hardships for twelve years before he could return to his homeland in the Central Plains. After returning to his homeland, he strengthened his troops, laid down his troops and nourished the people, and in just ten years he won the battle on the Weishui River. A hearty victory, the demon clan's defense line retreated thousands of miles, and the territory of the Tang Dynasty expanded by almost one-fifth!
But not everyone who can bend and stretch is a Yingzong of the Tang Dynasty, and not everyone who can bend and stretch is a man.
Duguzhe shook his head and smiled bitterly, not knowing how to answer Feng Qi's words.
Of course he didn't believe that Feng Qi would run away from the battle and leave him here alone. On the contrary, he believed that Feng Qi's body would definitely lie between him and Chi Xia before he died in battle.
He may not know much about Feng Qi, but he clearly understands what kind of person Feng Changkong is.
Feng Qi may not deserve the title of a man, after all, he is cynical and unconventional.
However, the Feng family has always upheld the transparency and open-mindedness, and the courage to act is clearly demonstrated in him.
"Prince, I don't have so much time for you to meditate." Feng Qi suddenly said.
Duguzhe woke up with a start, and then noticed the strange movements of the vendors behind him. He didn't notice it at first, but now after careful inspection, he found that those people at least had some understanding.
The instrument is in the air.
Duguzhe raised his eyebrows.
"The Chi family is under the command of Guangnan. Our ancestors fought for the human race through life and death, and made great achievements in battle, which is why they got the name of the mad sword." Chi Xia said in a deep voice: "When the family was at its peak, there were more than a thousand disciples with other surnames. Huainan The name of the Chi family can also stop the demon baby from crying at night!"
After that, he slowly stood up, the rain splashed on his body and spread out, and the air was filled with murderous intent.
"But look, the only ones with the surname Chi are the few ghosts in front of you, the old ones, the young ones, how can the sporadic fighting power be worthy of the name of Crazy Sword?" Chi Xia sighed and shouted angrily. : "The whole family is full of loyal souls! They can be loyal to the blue sky and Wuyang; they can be loyal to the earth and the people... But they died, and they died under an unreasonable crime."
Feng Qi said: "The Chi family has cholera in Huainan. The evidence is conclusive for trying to steal chestnuts from the fire. It does not count as dying on an unfounded charge."
"Yellow-mouthed kid! How dare you talk nonsense!" Chixia angrily yelled: "The rest of the people don't know the loyalty of my grandfather. I have been by his side since I was a child. How can I not know that?"
He slashed with his sword and blew up the house.
This knife seemed to alleviate some of his resentment, and his voice gradually calmed down, "History is written by the victors, with the blood of the losers! Your Highness, you have read the Dao Zang thoroughly, and you will naturally regard the so-called official history as a true scripture. ,I do not blame you."
After a pause, he continued: "Speaking of which, I don't hate the Wang family much. People will be punished for their own sake. It's understandable that they want to overthrow us." Chixia's voice suddenly became harsh, "But, my family Thousands of years of loyalty have been exchanged for the ruthless slaughter of the royal family! Tell me, should I hate or take revenge?"
It was only then that Duguzhe spoke, "You said Chili was loyal, but you mentioned the Wang family at this time. I have a few questions."
Chixia looked at him coldly and spat out a word.
Duguzhe said: "According to your opinion, isn't Anle Gong one of the main reasons for the decline of the Chi family?"
Chixia asked, "Isn't it?"
Duguzhe said: "The Chi family is loyal, so An Le Gong who persecutes loyalty is a traitor?"
Chixia was silent.
Even he couldn't tell what was wrong with Wang Anle in his life. That man's benevolence and wisdom were passed down by word of mouth among the people of Huainan, and even the old emperor praised him personally.
An unparalleled national scholar can be the cornerstone of a dynasty.
This evaluation is not low.
What's more, this was said by the old emperor himself.
"Even a saint can be deceived by villains."
"In this case, how do you know that you were not deceived by your grandfather?"
Feng Qi glanced at Dugu Zhe with some surprise, thinking that you are a pretty good counter-attacker, quite similar to the way I used to kill my father.
Duguzhe didn't notice Fengqi's gaze and looked at Chixia, his eyes full of sincerity.
It's still raining.
Chixia didn't speak. After a while, he slowly raised the knife in his hand.
An extremely sharp sword intent passed through the rainy night.
Feng Qi let out a light scold and raised his spear to block Dugu Zhe.
A natural chasm was erected between Duguzhe and Chixia, and both wind, rain and sword intent were blocked.
Block the Iron River.
The sword intention fell on the spear.
There were slight marks on the spear, and Feng Qi frowned.
There was a burning pain from the tiger's mouth, and it must have been split.
He didn't have time to think about it, the spear struck hard, and the heavy rain turned into a crescent moon.
Flat sand breaks.
The crescent moon was killed as soon as it appeared.
Pingshaduan has not yet taken off but has disappeared.
Because the sword intention is still there, falling on the Overlord Spear like a violent storm.
This knife is so angry!
Chixia stood three feet away with her hands behind her back, as if waiting for something.
He wasn't worried at all about whether the top two on the list would counterattack. In his opinion, those were just trivial tricks.
Even if they are listed together, he still ranks 17th on the Bixiao list.
His talent was never just talk, not to mention that he was more than thirty years older.
Hunyuan can then take the vessel into the Yuan Mansion, and nourish it with Qi and blood. After breaking through the understanding, the sea of consciousness will be born, and the first ray of Tao consciousness will fall into the Yuan Mansion, merge with the vessel, and condense into the meaning of the vessel.
This is Hui Xin's insurmountable barrier to Hunyuan, and it is also the reason why Hui Xin is able to defeat Hunyuan.
He was already invincible, not to mention that he had to work hard for a few more years?
Fengqi will be defeated in a few breaths.
But he won't die.
Duguzhe will die, even if the Dragon Emperor Sword is on him.
The prince died, but the prince of Yanbei was still there.
With that person's ability, he could completely pretend that it was Feng Qi who killed him.
The God-Emperor may not believe it, but maybe he will.
Some were courtiers who wanted to bring down Yanbei.
Then, the Medicine Valley will be destroyed, and the secret of the Medicine Spirit Body will reach the ears of the God Emperor.
The Weeping Blood Pavilion will rise at the same time.
Out of overall considerations, the Emperor of God ordered Princess Yanbei to enter Beijing.
The princess will die.
Yanbei rebelled.
The barbarians entered the country from the Eighteen Passes.
The Bohai Sea rebelled.
Taixuan discusses the law in Yihua Palace.
Snow clouds sink into the sword in the Weeping Blood Pavilion.
The divine dynasty will be destroyed.
The feud between the Chi family will cease from now on.
Thinking of these things, Chixia's lips pulled into a smile, and then it froze on her face.
A dazzling white light flashed in the rainy night.
The spear shot through the air.
The sword intention and the spear intention intertwined, and he was defeated in an instant.
Someone enters the venue.
He was dressed in rags, with his chest half exposed.
He put his left hand in his arms and held a gun in his right hand, with the tip of the gun pressed against Chixia's throat.
His long hair was drooped, his eyelids were drooped, his shoulders were drooped, and even the domineering gun seemed to be drooped.
If it weren't for the gunshot and terrifying vitality, he would be no different from a beggar on the roadside.
But Chixia's voice was shocked and angry, and her tone was even louder than when she just scolded Fengqi.
"Fengjuanlang! What are you doing!"
…
…
