Chapter 812

In the dust, she saw arrows coming like rain.

As soon as she loosened her hand and closed her eyes, she was really the man of King nanhuai. My life is over!

She rolled down from the back of the horse. Her whole body was as painful as if she had been run over by several cars. In the dark, she saw a black horse coming quickly. Without stopping, the man turned over and got off the horse and ran straight to her.

It's Qin Zhou, it's Qin Zhou!

The pursuers behind her, seeing Qin Zhou, drove their horses back one after another.

She took a breath, pulled Qin Zhou's sleeve, and used all her strength to roar: "Dragon King Temple, Lao Qi!"

After that, the darkness swept up, and I never knew.

Qin Zhou looked at zi'an, who was covered with blood. Almost a mouthful of blood gushed out. She picked up zi'an and drank: "ah Jing!"

Ah Jing took fifteen people to the Dragon King temple. Qin Zhou took zi'an back to Qingzhou Yamen. The magistrate of Qingzhou was relieved to see Qin Zhou and others go out. He wanted to ask for help, but he saw that Qin Zhou came in with a woman covered with blood. Before he recovered, Qin Zhou burst out: "call the best doctor of Qingzhou. Now, if there is anything wrong with her, she will cut your head on the spot!"

Qingzhou magistrate's legs softened, and he almost collapsed on the ground. But for his own head, he stood up tenaciously, opened his voice and roared, "what are you still doing? Go to see Dr. Zhang, Dr. Li, Dr. Huang, Dr. Qi. If you're a doctor, you'll be caught. "

This is the first time that the magistrate of Qingzhou has been an official for many years in the case of confiscating the silver under the table.

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Dragon King temple.

This is a hearty fight, Murong Jie is not lethal play, and scar rope with very subtle, even kill several people.

He was also injured in many places. An originally dirty robe, now stained with red blood, was very solemn and stirring.

The sky is gradually sinking, and a rainstorm is coming. In the light of the sword, there is a sudden thunder and lightning splitting overhead. It seems that there are roaring bursts in the Dragon King temple.

Standing at the gate of the Dragon King Temple, King Huai looked back and saw that the Dragon King was twisted and ferocious.

He was not afraid at all, but with a cold smile, went in, poured his internal power into the sword, rose lightly, and cut off the dragon head.

He sneered, "a stone statue, also want to intimidate the king?"

A flash of lightning, straight down, Dragon King Temple, suddenly electric light, nanhuai King body a stiff, quickly run out.

Another flash of lightning came down, and the roof of the Dragon King temple was split into a crack.

Then there was a loud bang, and the whole temple collapsed, and dust rose all over the sky, almost covering the sun.

Everyone was stunned by this change. It was just a thunder and a flash of electricity. How could a strong looking temple be destroyed?

Murong Jie had long felt that the Dragon King temple was strange. Now that he saw the temple collapse for no reason, he had a strange feeling in his heart. It seemed that someone was angry, but who was angry? Who is angry again?

Can't it be the Dragon King? What's the matter with the Dragon King?

The king of South Huai was not afraid. He pointed his sword at Murong Jie and said bitterly, "even if God says I'm wrong, I won't accept it. I'm going against heaven."

Suddenly, the sky was like a blaze of fire and silver, and lightning was everywhere, lighting up the mountains around the Dragon King temple one by one. Everywhere the lightning went, there was a raging fire.

All the people present were people who had seen the world and were not afraid of death. However, for the first time, they were not afraid of death, but they were afraid of those unknown forces. They were so scared that their legs softened and they stopped attacking.

The king of nanhuai said angrily, "what are you still doing? Cut off his head and give it to the Regent

He jumped up and pointed his long sword at Murong Jie. The sword was fierce, and he did not care about himself. It was as if this sword was going to die with Murong Jie.

The crowd came back to their senses and rushed up.

They are all top experts. They have never tried such shameless play. However, it's really weird here. They just want to kill Murong Jie, and then leave quickly. They don't care about shameless.

Murong Jie holds a scar rope in his hand. He dances like a dragon. He blocks many deadly swords for Murong Jie. However, his two fists are hard to fight against his four hands. What's more, so many experts rush up, and they all use deadly moves. He repeatedly hits the sword and is kicked to the ground.

A sword, horizontal in his heart, South Huai Wang ferocious smile, "brother, you finally died in my hand."

Murong Jie's eyes were scarlet. He used all his strength to strike hard. The scar ran through the king's chest. At the same time, the king's sword penetrated into his chest.

Thunder rumbled overhead, and lightning struck like a tongue of fire, and flames all around.

South Huai King slowly fell to the ground, his face is full of happiness, he killed Murong Jie, killed him.

Lightning surrounded the Dragon King temple a mile around, and the flames kept burning. The guards of the king of South Huai and the experts he invited were trapped in the fire circle. They wanted to jump out, but they provoked a whole body of fire. They rolled hard to the ground, but they couldn't put out the flames. Finally, they were all engulfed by the flames.If passers-by saw such a scene, they would be scared to death.

Murong Jie only felt that all the noise had stopped and everything was quiet. As far as he could see, it was a fine sky. He didn't know when all the dark clouds had gone.

He remembers that when he saw Zian in the palace, the woman with blood on her face knelt obstinately in front of the queen, which was not embarrassing.

Such a stubborn woman, step by step into his heart, subverted his whole life.

She is pregnant with his child, and he is looking forward to their child. He always wants to be a good father, a good husband, and accompany Zian all his life.

Now they can't.

Inch by inch the loss of life, he seems to be able to feel their own breath scattered.

Chaos of thoughts, pouring into his mind, he seems to be in the battlefield, heard the voice of the king.

That year, when he was 16 years old, he went to battle with Xiao Hou and Chen Taijun successively. From a nobody to a great general of Da Zhou, he had countless glory and glory in his life, but he just wanted to live a peaceful life with her.

In the light of the fire, it seems that a man came out. He couldn't see the man clearly, but he went to the king of nanhuai. Then, he went to him again. He bent down. Murong Jie tried to see him clearly, but his face seemed to be covered with a layer of light. He couldn't see the outline clearly at all.

He felt a stabbing pain in his chest and a warm feeling. He raised his hand slightly, "you..." But he could not speak, and his brain became more and more heavy. The scene in front of him gradually became blurred. After the blur, he fell into the darkness of the void.

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