Chapter 285 He Died, I Killed Him

(Master of Literature) But Mo Tianyun's words are still very marketable; most people have the same idea: Since Ao Xieyun proposed it, if he has no control over himself, how could he propose it?

They clamored.

"I think this matter is feasible!" Li Xiongtu shouted, scanning his eyes: "In my opinion, there is no need for each alliance to send representatives, but the princes of each aristocratic family will go to the field one by one and compete in person! Get this Yanyang knife! How about it?"

Those present are all the first princes of the major families, the descendants of the Tomorrow Department! Everyone has their eyes above the top and is pretentious. Who would admit that they are not as good as others?

Li Xiongtu's words immediately aroused widespread response.

"it is good!"

Ao Xieyun smiled helplessly, and said: "That's fine, but, this matter should be done sooner rather than later, no one can take this knife back, and everyone can't guarantee that it will pass the night after taking it back. The knife is still there... so why not fight it out right now, right here!"

"Brother Ao is right." Tu Qianhao immediately hinted in agreement. Li Xiongtu strode out, and said to the officers and soldiers who were still surrounding outside: "Come here, a few people, clear the place quickly, and invite all your emperors and queens out, we have requisitioned this place!"

When everyone heard the tone of the king of the mountain, they couldn't help but rolled their eyes.

This field was requisitioned by us? Dude, the field you are talking about... is the palace of a country....

But all the gentlemen find it very enjoyable: what about the imperial palace? Dude is requisitioned! That's expropriation!

Since ancient times, no one has confiscated the imperial palace, right? Hey guys, this is the first time that the world has been created!

The head of the military general was red-faced, and his chest was almost bursting with anger: the government has always expropriated the people, when will the palace be expropriated?

Under the fury, he must issue an order to attack at all costs!

"General Xiao, do as you please!" With an elegant voice, Wu Wuqingrou rode on a horse and approached slowly: "Get your Majesty and the others out.

After that, he cupped his hands towards Ao Xieyun and Mo Tianyun, and said with a smile: "This time, we Dazhao backed down once! The palace can be temporarily handed over to you, but after this matter, you guys will give me the fifth place." Take it easy!"

Li Xiongtu snorted coldly,

Qiuran trembled wildly for a while, and said lightly: "If this method" we don't give it? "

Wu Wuqingrou squinted her eyes, and said: "Then... even the major families in the middle three days... still have to give this old man a law!"

The voice was decisive, and there was even a faint murderous aura of gold and iron horses.

Seeing that Li Xiongtu, a lawless person, was going to get into trouble with Fifth Qingrou, Ao Xieyun hurriedly came out to smooth things over: "Mr. Grandpa explain it."

He glared at Li Xiongtu fiercely, and cursed in a low voice: "You idiot! Once the saber becomes paralyzed, it will become Zhao's!"

"Uh uh uh" Li Xiongtu even claimed it was, and then he cupped his hands nervously in his mind and said indiscriminately: "The Prime Minister is just far-sighted, wise and powerful, handsome and unrestrained, that... A man of all appearances, peerless and incomparable..." "But Ao Xieyun twisted his ears and dragged him back, annoyed and funny.

This guy was still yelling at people for a moment, and then he started to praise people without words, but his words have no sincerity at all....

Wu Qingrou, who has such a good self-cultivation, was also caught by the harbinger of the muscles on his face convulsed by the anger, flicked his sleeves, and said: "That's it." Turning his head, he shouted: "General Xiao, don't carry out the order yet, wait when?"

Completely turned around and left.

Staying here again, Fifth Qingrou reckons that if she is not killed by King Chu Yan, she will be pissed to death by Li Xiongtu...

Da Zhao organized the evacuation there, but here he formally began to discuss how to divide the spoils. The entire palace has been on fire until now, and the palace has basically been declared scrapped."

Even if the fire is extinguished now, there will only be a broken wall and broken tiles left.

Just save them for lighting!

General Xiao waved his hand and angrily led the sergeant away.

"Now the nine princes are going to participate in the battle!" Ao Xieyun held a ticket one by one in his hand, and said: "Everyone come to me to draw lots. In each round, there will be a bye. If you click, you will not be able to win." Killer; besides, one round is over, and the next round will start after a quarter of an hour."

"That is to say, nine out of the first round, and the remaining nine will lose the qualification to compete! Then five out of the second round, three out of the third round, and the fourth round will determine the ownership of the sword."

Ying Tianyun said coldly.

At this moment, a shy and shy voice said: "Brother Ao, brother Mo, this competition..., can poison be used?"

Upon hearing these words, Mo Tianyun looked over fiercely as if bitten by a poisonous snake. If eyes could kill, Mo Tianyun would have already dismembered the guy who was speaking at this moment.

It was Poison Sha!

"Poison...Ou Duxiao!" Ao Xieyun also had a headache: "Is there any antidote for this poison?"

"Of course." Ou Du smiled and blinked.

"Bastard!" Mo Tianyun yelled sadly and angrily: "There is an antidote for that bone-corroding mist?!"

"That's really not..." Ou Du smiled embarrassedly and said: "But it can be relieved..., um, it needs to be relieved every ten days...."

"Grandma!" Li Xiongtu and Tu Qianhao cursed at the same time. Once poisoned by this poison, if he didn't want to turn into black water on the spot, wouldn't he become Ou Duxiao's slave?

"Since there is an antidote, you can join." Ao Xieyun made a final decision, and said, "Come on, let's draw lots. The leftovers are mine."

Thus, under the auspices of Ao Xieyun, the nineteen major families began to draw lots and compete.

Or even Ao Xieyun himself didn't expect that apart from a few unexpected families, the lottery this time would vaguely determine the ranking of the major families in the next three days....

The result of the competition is very similar and different!

In the imperial palace, there was a fierce competition for the Yanyang knife, but Chu Yang had already returned to Jietianlou, changed his clothes, and took a bath. There is a cup of fragrant tea in front of you, and the fragrance of tea curls up; with a book in your hand, with your legs crossed, you can feel relaxed and comfortable.

After a while, Gu а~ Du Xing finally came back.

"How about over there?" Chu Yang asked.

"It's over there? So?" Gu Duxing asked in surprise.

"They should still be fighting for the treasured sword, but my matter has come to an end for the time being." Chu Yang said lightly: "The palace is finished. According to what I saw with my own eyes, it is estimated that so many concubines and so many ministers were also buried. Among them...well, about 30,000 people died around the palace that night. That's all..."

"Ahem..." Gu Duxing choked, "That's all? Still not satisfied?"

"I'm a little dissatisfied. Because these families in the middle three days can't fight with the army." Chu Yang said with some fly in the ointment: "If there is a fight, it will be wonderful."

"If we really fight...then there is no need for this King of Chu Yan." Gu Duxing sneered, not knowing whether it was a compliment or a derogation.

"It's fine on my side; Dong Wushang is still preparing." Gu Duxing said: "Dong Wushang is going to set the detonation address of the Mingyue Sword at the headquarters of the Golden Horse Knights Hall."

"It's also a method." Chu Yang stroked his chin and laughed, "Remember, we must take this opportunity to release all the people arrested by Wu Wuqingrou; even if we can't release all of them, we must release them." A large part! Otherwise, we will still fail this plan.”

"Relax." Gu Duxing grinned and said excitedly: "I tell you some good news. During the conversation with my concubine Wushang, I suddenly comprehended the principles of swords and swords. I am afraid that I will become a third-rank sword master in a short time!"

"It's really good news." Chu Yi exclaimed, "I also have good news to tell."

"What's the matter?" Gu Duxing asked. He has not yet woken up from the surprise that he was about to break through. "Ahem, Gu Yanyang is dead." Chu Yang coughed twice, and said, "I killed it!"

Gu Duxing was immediately stunned.

"Gu Yanyang is dead? Did you kill him?" After a long time, Gu Duxing looked at Chu Yang with complicated eyes, and there was a hint of bewilderment and melancholy. Also, lightly relaxed.

"I killed it!" Chu Yang nodded affirmatively, "What do you think?"

"I'm just thinking... how the foster father, an old man, can accept this matter." Gu Duxing sat down in despair, "Gu Yanyang's death is not enough to regret what he did, I wanted to kill him a long time ago but I couldn't. Now..., hey! My heart is very confused... If Sister Miao finds out, she will be sad too..."

"Well, there is one more thing." Chu Yang said silently.

"What's the matter?" Gu Duxing smiled wryly.

"Gu Yanyue is also dead..." Chu Yang looked up at him, "I killed him!"

"I... Du Xing suddenly stood up, gasping for breath: "..., really..., dare! "

Gu Duxing stood up, like a horse that had taken aphrodisiac, scurrying back and forth in the room for a while, dazzled Chu Yang's eyes. In his mouth, he just repeated a sentence over and over: "What can I do? What can I do? What can I do..."

Chu Yang said sympathetically, "What should we do?"

Gu Ducun sat down dejectedly, suddenly feeling at a loss. died? Those two people who have been bullying me since I was a child, framed me several times when I grew up, and always want to kill myself..., are they dead?

Just die like that?

"The two of them died, and I only have the heart of an adult! But I'm just worried... How could the adoptive father accept this matter! These two people are both his sons! Even if they don't live up to expectations, they are still his own flesh and blood... .” Gu Duxing sat down, holding his head in both hands, with a painful expression on his face.

"Killing the two of them is a big gift from me, brother!" Chu Yang said flatly.

"One big..." Gu Duxing said in a daze.

"It's also a great gift from me to my adoptive father and the Gu family." Chu Yang chuckled and said, "Being the patriarch is much better than the two of them. At least the future of the Gu family can be guaranteed! Gu Miaoling, please come out sooner, ""

Gu Duxing couldn't laugh or cry: "I know all of this, but the problem is""

"What's the problem?" Chu Yang spread his hands: "Everyone is dead..., this thing is not grass, it can grow again after cutting its head."

Gu Duxing was completely speechless! What can I do if I meet such a person? literature big m