Chapter 461 The Storm of Killing——Scarlet
Zheng Qingcang didn't want to die.
He wanted to poison, but he was afraid that Chu Qing would notice.
He wanted to resist by force.
But when he saw Zheng Zixuan's dried body, he fell silent.
All the masters in Fengcheng were no match for Zheng Zixuan.
And Zheng Zixuan was beaten to death by Chu Qing in less than ten seconds.
How powerful was Chu Qing?
He couldn't afford to offend him.
He couldn't beat him.
He could only admit defeat.
So, he honestly prepared a dinner for Chu Qing.
The weak woman served on the side.
The woman's lover kept thanking her on the side.
"Shut up!"
Chu Qing disliked his trouble.
"Don't thank me, if you want to thank someone, you should thank fate!"
The woman's lover was at a loss.
Snap!
Chu Qing ate and drank crazily.
Beef tendon, swallowed in one gulp.
Lamb ribs, swallowed with meat and bones.
Fine wine, drank a jar at a time.
Gulp!
Gulp!
His stomach rumbled like thunder and a golden toad croaking.
Zheng Qingcang stood aside carefully.
He breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Chu Qing eating a lot and eating delicious food.
He was so obedient, so he must not die.
Soon:
The food was eaten up.
Chu Qing patted Zheng Qingcang's head with satisfaction and said, "You are a good person!"
"In my hometown, there is a saying: A man who knows the times is a hero!"
"You are a hero!"
Zheng Qingcang smiled flatteringly, "Sir, what kind of hero am I? I am just a running dog under your door!"
Chu Qing laughed loudly, patted his head like a puppy, and said, "No, you are a hero!"
Zheng Qingcang nodded quickly.
Because he found that although Chu Qing was smiling, his eyes were cold.
He was afraid of angering Chu Qing.
Therefore, he nodded quickly.
Chu Qing turned to the couple and said, "Hide somewhere!"
"Don't run around!"
"Wait until I kill everyone before you run away!"
"Otherwise... I'll kill you on the way!"
The young man and woman were shocked and nodded frantically.
Zheng Qingcang, who was standing by, looked pale and trembled, saying, "Master... what do you mean?"
"You are not me, am I your Junjie?"
"You won't kill me!"
Chu Qing picked up the last cup of tea, took a sip and smiled, "I am the one who likes to kill Junjie the most!"
"And you... are Junjie!"
Zheng Qingcang trembled all over.
He was desperate and collapsed.
He had tried to please Chu Qing so much and even prepared a dinner for him.
So he was just letting him eat and drink enough so that he could kill himself?
How could there be such a truth in the world?
Snap!
The teacup was placed on the table.
Chu Qing smiled and said, "I allow you to run forty meters first!"
"As long as you run fast, you won't...!"
Boom!
Zheng Qingcang retreated, turned around, and ran for his life!
He smashed the door.
Over the rockery!
Jumped over the pond!
He wanted to escape!
To escape from Chu Qing, the evil god.
To escape to the ends of the earth.
"After I escape, I will definitely investigate your identity!"
"When the time comes, I will mobilize 100,000 troops to kill you!"
Woo! Woo! Woo!
A shrill whistle sounded.
The next second, Zheng Qingcang felt relieved and cool in his heart.
His running figure was much lighter.
The speed seemed to be faster.
"Am I thinking clearly?"
"Am I breaking through?"
The next second, he felt his sight retreat.
"Hey, why are my legs carrying my upper body while running?"
"Why is there a big hole in my upper body?"
Click!
Zheng Qingcang put his puzzled head on the table.
Chu Qing picked up the bloodstained Overlord Gun and said to the couple: "Hey, you should sit by the table!"
"As long as you don't leave this table, you won't die!"
After saying that, he took the long gun and went out.
The young man and woman looked at each other, then sat upright by the table, staring at the head in a daze.
Outside, the wind and rain swept, and the spring thunder burst.
At this time, someone's voice suppressed the spring thunder:
"I, Chu Qing, killed the leader of the rebels-Zheng Qingcang!"
"That rebel wants to retaliate against me?"
"That rebel dares to retaliate against me?"
Soon, shouts and screams shook the sky.
There were bursts of horns, covering the thunder and dispersing the wind and rain.
There were endless drum sounds, which made people's blood boil.
Thousands and tens of thousands of people shouted in unison:
"Kill!"
"Revenge for the Lord!"
One minute...
"Bold lunatic, kneel down and die!"
"Ah...!"
Ten minutes...
"He is Chu Qing!"
"We thirty people will definitely kill him if we join forces!"
"Ah...!"
Half an hour...
"Run...if we don't run, everyone will die!"
"Chu Qing is crazy, how dare he do this?"
The sound of the horn disappeared!
The drums stopped!
The shouts of "Kill! Kill! Kill!" also collapsed and became chaotic.
People's hearts were scattered!
Another ten minutes later:
The screams outside were endless.
The kowtows and begging for mercy shook the bluestone slabs.
However:
The screams were still endless.
Crackling!
The wind and rain were even stronger.
The window paper was broken by the wind and rain.
The wind and rain swept into the house and hit the two people.
When they saw the wind and rain on each other, their faces were full of horror.
Because:
This wind and rain - scarlet!
…
The wind and rain in Fengcheng are scarlet!
It flows from the city to the outside, irrigating the fields, flowing in the stream, and flowing to the distance.
Early morning:
A hundred miles away from Fengcheng, there is a city called Zijing with its gates opened. A group of young boys and girls are outing with oil-paper umbrellas painted with gold and embroidered flowers.
They recite poems and write couplets, they point out the mountains and rivers, and criticize the reformists.
They want to go boating, enjoy the wind and rain, and it would be best if they could write a poem that will shock the world.
Result:
"What's going on?"
"Why is the river water scarlet?"
They panicked and realized that something was wrong, and then went back to inform the family elders.
Not long after, a group of fast horses went upstream and came to Fengcheng.
The huge Fengcheng was silent.
As soon as the group of riders arrived at the city gate, they saw a young man and woman, covered in blood and pale.
"What's going on?"
The young man and woman said with a dull look in their eyes: "Dead!"
"Fengcheng is dead!"
The riders were stunned.
How could Fengcheng die?
They rushed into the city, and then... many riders came out lying on their horses.
They vomited, and the bile they vomited came out.
Some riders were even a little crazy.
"Fengcheng is dead!"
"Fengcheng-dead!"
...
Fengcheng is dead!
This news, like a gust of wind, quickly blew across the entire rebel camp.
Then, like wind and rain, it blew into Shizhou City!
Finally... spread to other state cities and even the main city.
Fengcheng is dead!
Such a big city, there are broken corpses everywhere.
You can step on a corpse every two steps.
What's more terrifying is:
In the center of the city, someone used the corpses of the rebels to spell a few words:
[Kill]
[Kill]
[Kill]
...
Fengcheng is dead.
Killed by Chu Qing.
The remaining people in the city have a little mental breakdown.
From now on, they only like to cover their heads and sleep under the bed.
The slightest disturbance would terrify them, and they would even collapse and faint.
A high-ranking rebel came roaring.
He found a surviving rebel general and asked, "What happened last night when you fell to the ground?"
The rebel general covered his ears and shouted, "Please, Master Qing, don't kill me, I'm not a rebel!"
"I kowtow to you!"
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
The rebel general kowtowed hard.
The bluestone slab was broken.
His forehead was bleeding, but he still kowtowed non-stop.