Nightwatcher Chapter 249: Rebellion

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Song Tingfeng and Zhu Guangxiao in front of them suddenly stiffened, and they froze in place.

The reaction of the guards around is similar.

Zhu Chengzhu's pupils contracted slightly. This voice was both familiar and unfamiliar. It had appeared in his dreams countless times, like a nightmare.

He hated, cursed, and feared and depressed, thinking that he had no hope of revenge.

Now, that person is behind him.

He didn't even have the courage to turn around. . .

The sound of footsteps approached slowly, Zhu Chengzhu's legs trembled slightly, and cold sweat came out of his back.

Who knows, the footsteps skipped him and walked towards Song Tingfeng and Zhu Guangxiao.

Wearing a suit of Tsing Yi, Xu Qi'an, who carried the sword-like weapon in his hand, kicked Song Tingfeng and Zhu Guangxiao each, and laughed:

"Your days don't look great."

Zhu Guangxiao was full of excitement, tears in his eyes.

Song Tingfeng did not look back in anger, choked and cursed: "Dog thing, why have you not left, you think your life is too long?"

The surrounding beggars were pleasantly surprised, confused, and anxious. Xu Ningyan still dared to return to the beggars' yamen before he left. He didn’t know that the Zhu family and his son had already returned. He didn’t know that Yuan Xiong took over as Wei Gong. Did you become Yuan Gong?

Yes, he didn't know, all this happened yesterday.

"Xu Ningyan, you go quickly."

In the crowd, someone whispered a reminder.

At this time, Zhu Chengzhu seemed to have broken free of some kind of shackles, regained control of his legs, and ran towards the depths of the yamen frantically.

Now, the people who fight the watch have no worries, they are rushing to persuade:

"Xu Ningyan, you shouldn't come back, go quickly and get out of the city."

"Ning Yan, the gangmen yamen are now under the leadership of Yuan Xiong. He has re-employed Zhu Yang and his son, Zhao Jinluo is almost vacated."

"Now the gangmen yamen belongs to Yuan Xiong and Zhu family father and son, Zhu Yang is the fourth grade, you leave quickly."

Xu Qi'an listened in his ears and looked at Song Tingfeng and Zhu Guangxiao without changing his face: "What happened these days, tell me?"

"Why not let me talk to you, how about?"

The voice of Zhu Yang has not arrived.

In the compound, a flower appeared in front of everyone, and there was a hidden figure of Zhu Yang, who was wearing a suit and embroidered a golden gong on his chest.

In a few seconds, Zhu Chengzhu chased after him, pointed at Xu Qi'an, and said sharply:

"Father, this kid dared to go back to the yamen, kill him, and kill him now."

Zhu Yang did not move, and confronted Xu Qi'an for a while, until Zhao Jinluo came.

Reluctantly or unwillingly... Zhu Yang snorted mentally, and said lightly: "Zhao Jinluo, you and I will slay this thief together, so Yuan Gong and His Majesty will really reuse you. Yuan I'm watching it at the observation deck of the Star Observatory."

Zhao Jinluo glanced back, only to see the seventh floor of Haoqi Building in the distance, the observation deck, dressed in scarlet robe, stood alone, overlooking this side.

Zhao Jinluo retracted his gaze and said with a complex expression: "Why do you bother to come back?"

Xu Qi'an picked up the corner of his mouth: "Come back for debt!"

More and more people are paying attention to the news here, but fewer and fewer people are on the scene.

The battle of the 4th-Rank masters might dismantle the yamen. They don’t know how Xu Qi’an is doing, but it’s definitely not bad.

It's just that this is the capital city after all, and it is not difficult for the two golden gongs to work together to deal with him. If a master from elsewhere comes again, Xu Ningyan will die.

"Why did he come back?"

"Wei Gong is dead, who can support him? He offended His Majesty to death, and what to do when he comes back."

"Fuzzy, what did Xu Ningyan do when he came back, **** it, my colleagues, I really can't bear to watch him die."

"We are just small people, what can you do if you can't bear it, can you help him regardless of the life of the family?"

"Yeah, didn't you see that Zhao Jinluo compromised? He plans to join hands with Zhu Yang to deal with Xu Ningyan. Yuan Xiong is watching from Haoqilou."

"The emperor of the emperor and the courtier, the same goes for the guards. The era of Wei Gong has passed and will never come again."

A crowd of watchdogs watched from a distance, talking, sighing, unwilling, or helpless.

With a flick of Zhu Yang's thumb, the saber came out of its sheath clanging, flashing the sharp blade of light in the sky.

Every player in the scene felt a chill in his heart, and was stimulated by the light of the knife, and the hair on the back of his hand was erected.

Zhu Yang stepped forward more than ten feet in one step, swung his blade along the way, and took the head of Xu Qi'an.

Regardless of whether the rumors at Yuyang Pass are true or not, Xu Qi'an's cultivation level today is enough to fight the Fourth Grade, and he alone may not be able to kill this scorpion.

But as long as Zhao Jinluo behind him keeps up, the two will work together to capture Xu Qi'an.

Xu Qi'an slapped backhand!

Slap!

The head exploded like a watermelon, bones, brains, flesh and blood, and eyeballs shot out, splashing dots on the bluestone floor of the compound.

Zhu Yang staggered forward a few steps and fell to the ground.

Suddenly, there was deathly silence in the people's compound.

Zhu Yang's copper skin and iron bones can't stop his slap. I can't stop the understatement of the slap. I will also be slapped to death... Zhao Jinluo's pupils contracted into pinholes, as if suddenly encountering bright light.

Zhu Yang, the fourth-grade golden gong, was shot dead like this? He, he killed hundreds of thousands of enemies at Yuyang Pass, is it true? ! People watching from a distance, collectively lost their voices, Huo Ran realized that the mortal spread was not an exaggeration, it was actually a real record.

Song Tingfeng and Zhu Guangxiao looked in a trance, and for a while, it was difficult to accept that this colleague, who often went in and out of Goulan and Jiaofang Division with them, had grown into such terrifying figures without knowing it.

Slapped the head of a fourth-rank golden gong fan with a slap. What a terrible cultivation level this is.

Xu Ningyan, he, what product is he now?

A ridiculous thought flashed in everyone's mind, and immediately held on to it to prevent it from appearing, because it was too crazy, too absurd, and subverting common sense.

Zhu Chengzhu's face was as pale as paper, and his lips trembled lightly. His whole person, like a tree branch swaying in the wind, shivered constantly.

He is regarded as a godly father, and he depends all on him, his father of a martial artist of the fourth rank, was slapped to death by this man.

No more difficult than shooting dead ants.

Huge fear exploded in Zhu Chengzhu's heart, and he suddenly struck a spirit, and a turbid and smelly liquid flowed down from his crotch.

"Go back, I will not kill you. Otherwise, Zhu Yang will be your fate."

Xu Qi'an looked at Zhao Jinluo.

Zhao Jinluo resisted the fear, folded his fists, bowed, and left quickly.

Xu Qi'an turned to Song Tingfeng and pointed to Zhu Chengzhu: "He will leave it to you."

After speaking, wander forward and walk towards Haoqi Building.

The eyes followed him one after another, trying to keep up, but lacked courage until Xu Qi'an's back disappeared, everyone turned their heads and looked at Song Tingfeng.

Song Tingfeng walked to Zhu Chengzhu and spread his legs: "If you want to survive, get through here."

"I drill, I drill........."

Zhu Chengzhu knelt down panicked, frightened, crawling and begging for mercy, and got under Song Tingfeng's crotch.

Zhu Guangxiao on the side suddenly drew a knife, severely chopped off, and a head grumbled down.

Zhu Chengzhu's face was frozen with horror, tears flashed in the corners of his eyes, and his lips moved, finally returning to eternal silence.

"Hahahahaha!"

Song Tingfeng covered her face, crying and laughing, like a madman.

I spit out my chest.

At this moment, someone pointed to the height of Haoqi Building and exclaimed: "Xu Ningyan is going to kill Yuan Xiong..."

Suddenly, everyone looked over and saw the seventh-level observation deck. Xu Qi'an grabbed Yuan Xiong by the neckline and pressed half of his body outside.

...............

"Yuan Xiong, oh no, Yuan Gong!"

Xu Qi'an smiled and examined Yuan Xiong, who was pale and struggling.

"I heard that Yuan Gong worked hard and listed Wei Gong’s ten most serious crimes, and put the corrupt elements who attacked people’s yamen in prison, and cleared up the atmosphere of fighting people. It is very important to expose Wei Gong, a minister who committed crimes against the country. Role."

Yuan Xiong saw Senran's killing intent in his eyes, and said in a deep voice: "Xu Qi'an, this official is the imperial court commander, a member of the third rank, you, you can't kill me."

Seeing that Xu Qian's eyes were still cold, he judged the situation and quickly changed his attitude, begging:

"Your Majesty forced me to do it. I have no choice. As a minister, how can I refuse? I really have no choice. This is not my intention. Forgive me, Xu Qi'an, forgive me."

The sky was pitch black, and it was the darkest hour before dawn. Yuan Xiong was cold in the cold wind, and his heart was also cold.

"You leave Beijing right now, my official, this official will delay the time for you. When it's late, the dogs below will report you. Once the gate is closed, you can't get out."

He didn't want to give up the chance to survive, he just wanted to bend his knees and escape the catastrophe first, and then notify his majesty to punish him.

"It is Gong Wei's business to forgive you. My task is to send you to see him."

Xu Qi'an let go.

Yuan Xiong fell on his back and fell down from the seventh floor. There was a "bang". He looked up, his eyes burst, and he stared at the sky.

Dead on the spot.

In the distance, people were dumbfounded to see this scene.

"Xu Ningyan, he, he is going to rebel..."

A member of the third rank, kills if he says kill, this is a real great man, one of the most important.

"You **** can't understand them a long time ago, kill them well." Someone lowered his voice and vented in a low voice.

After a short silence........

"Good to kill."

"The guard is Wei Gong's guard, what is his Yuan Xiong."

"The Zhu family and his son betrayed the Yamen and were dismissed long ago. Bah, good kill."

The depression that began yesterday has been vented.

Xu Ningyan is still the same Xu Ningyan, lawless, and when he comes back, all grievances and unwillingness will disappear.

.............

Xu Qi'an returned to the tea room. The furnishings here are the same as before, except that there will never be a Tsing Yi sitting at the table, waiting for him with gentle eyes.

Opening the teacup, the water in the teapot was still hot, thinking that Yuan Xiongchen ordered someone to burn it when he got up.

Xu Qi'an dumped the teapot, poured two glasses of water, took a sip, shook his head and said: "Drinking tea is boring, I want to drink today, Wei Gong, what do you think?"

The opposite side was empty, the tea room was quiet, and no one answered.

He took out the fragments of the ground book, poured out an altar of fine wine that had been prepared a long time ago, patted the mud seal, and drank the altar.

The first sip is heroic and dry cloud, and the second sip is slow, and sips in small sips, and quickly drank half of it.

Xu Qi'an drank, thinking about the past.

He gradually became a little drunk and hazy, he was small but not drunk, and his life reached the limit.

In a daze, Xu Qi'an seemed to see a Tsing Yi with white temples, sitting on the opposite side, his eyes filled with the vicissitudes of the years, and he gently looked at him.

"Wei Gong, the humble post will sing a song for you."

You have always wanted to listen, I will sing for you now.

He carried the wine jar and walked slowly to the observation deck. At this time, the morning wind was stern and pounced on his face. He recalled the past and sang loudly:

"I stand in the violent wind, I wish I could sway my heartache..."

He also pointed like a sword, looking over the capital, his voice suddenly raised:

"Look at the sky and the clouds move in all directions, with the sword in hand, and ask who is the hero in the world"

Next, he slowly turned his head and looked at the palace and the harem with a gentle voice:

"There are a hundred beauties in the world, I only love the one that loves you, who is different when you are sad, how many years of love is hurriedly ruined..."

"In my heart, you are the heaviest, sorrows and joys live and die together, you use tenderness to change my pride and love."

"In my heart, you are the heaviest, my tears are rushing to the sky, and I will rule the roost in the next life, returning to the setting sun is thick."

"Go back to the setting sun..."

Lift the altar, drink it all.

Xu Qi'an threw the wine altar down the tall building, turned around, looked at the Tsing Yi, and laughed: "Wei Gong, how are you singing in the humble position?"

The gentle voice seemed to sound in my ears: "Very good."

Xu Qi'an laughed, but tears came out of his eyes. He didn't dare to look over there anymore, staggering out of the tea room.

Where do you want to go?

Take Lingxiao to pieces.

If you don't go back?

I will never go back!

.............

Golden Luang Temple.

Emperor Yuan Jing sits high on the dragon chair, looking down at the hall with a solemn expression.

He glanced over a certain vacancy, and said in a deep voice: "Why didn't Yuan Aiqing arrive?"

Yuan Xiong did not ask for leave, and the court was absent. According to the law, the court was late and absent, and the penalty was three months, fifteen.

Fifteen boards, the weak scholar really has to lie in bed for ten and a half days.

Emperor Yuan Jing wasn't angry because of Yuan Xiong's absence, but next, he needed Yuan Xiong, a **** who charged into the battle.

With the passage of time, Emperor Yuan Jing no longer counted on Yuan Xiong, and glanced at Qin Yuandao, the minister of war.

Yuan Xiong was not there, so it was one of the core members of the royal party that he charged for the battle. He went out immediately and said:

"Your Majesty, the war against the Sorcerer Cult and Wei Yuan's aftermath have been postponed so far. I can't delay it again and again. The families of the fallen soldiers are still waiting to be treated."

Emperor Yuan Jing nodded slowly and asked: "What is Qin Aiqing's intention?"

Qin Yuandao was heartbroken: "Wei Yuan greedily advances, regardless of the overall situation, forcibly attacked Jingshan City, resulting in the sacrifice of more than 80,000 soldiers, causing me to lose 80,000 elites. Wei Yuan, his death is not a pity.

"After the Battle of Jingshan City, the army of Yan and Kang came to Yuyang Pass. Although they retreated at the end, the elites are still there and they will come back at any time.

"The situation in Xiangzhou, Jingzhou, and Yuzhou is critical, and may be captured by the Witch God army at any time. The people of the three states are in danger. For the present plan, it is to send envoys to the Witch God to make up for the disaster caused by Wei Yuan.

"As for Wei Yuan, the minister is remonstrative, please, your majesty, the posthumous title is "li"."

Strong, cruel and fierce.

Emperor Yuan Jing swept past the princes and said leisurely: "How do you love Qing?"

No one spoke, someone looked at another vacant position, which was the position of Wang Zhenwen, the head of a country.

In the eyes of all the public, Wang Shoufu gave up.

Since the first assistants no longer care about this matter, they don't have to fight for Wei Yuan and His Majesty.

All those who can stand here are smart people. With the changes in the situation these days, there is no way that Yuan Jing's plan can be seen.

Wei Yuan has a bad reputation now, and it doesn't make sense to ask for the title and loyalty for him again.

You have to reverse the case for him first. The point is, this one on the dragon chair is not allowed.

Thank Naihe!

As for the former members of the Wei party, they were disappointed with Yuan Jing long ago and turned their goal to the new dynasty, and waited for the new monarch to take the throne, and then reverse Wei Gong's case.

Emperor Yuan Jing raised the corner of his mouth, but his tone was very low: "Okay, just as Qin Aiqing said..."

I didn't finish speaking, and suddenly heard an uproar from outside the hall.

The sound waves undulate continuously.

It's a mess.

"What's the noise?"

The princes were shocked. They were in the hall, listening to the outcry of the officials outside, and the running of the birds and beasts.

This makes the princes realize that the situation is not good, but they can't guess what happened.

With confusion, the princes rushed to the entrance of the temple one after another, only to see the square below, the beasts in clothing running desperately and running around.

A sword in Tsing Yi killed the Jinluan Temple. Behind him, the corpse was on the ground, all of which were guards in the palace.

Zhu Gong's heart was shaken, and there was a sense of absurdity and unreality.

Dafeng was founded 600 years ago, besides the Emperor Wuzong who seized the throne, but there are still people who have entered the palace and killed the Golden Temple?

No!

At this moment, even this group of civil servants who are at the pinnacle of power, the old fritters in the officialdom, and the princes of the city with the best methods, at this time, it is difficult to stabilize their emotions with the so-called "quiet in the chest".

One by one, the complexion changed drastically, or frightened, or frightened, or despair, or fear...

He was holding a knife in Tsing Yi, and a small copper plate of gossip was hung on the handle of the knife with a red string. He stepped into the gate of the Golden Luang Temple~IndoMTL.com~ In the retreat of the public, he faced the dragon chair. The king threw the knife in his hand.

With a thunderous roar:

"Dog——Emperor——Emperor——"

The long sword whizzed away.

There is only one thought left in the heads of the public:

Xu Qi'an, rebelled!

...........

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