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Chapter 615 His dad is here again

On the eighth day of the third month, there was nothing without wind, rain, snow, and hail. There was even only a few clouds in the sky. There was no such thing as the sky darkened, and then a big star dragged a long tail flame and fell into an unknown place in the world. There was nothing that was originally clear and the sky suddenly sounded like thunder. Countless lightning like divine punishments slashed into the mortal world, and I don’t know how many cattle, sheep, chickens and horses were scattered.

Without these, there would naturally be no master in the mountains and fields who saw the big star falling to the ground and counted his fingers and then changed his face and murmured with unfathomable words such as the will of heaven and the great misfortune of the Tang Dynasty.

This seems to be a very ordinary day. If the second prince of the Tang Dynasty, Li Shimin, King of Qin, did not choose to rebel and enter Chang'an City on this day, today's day would even make the historian feel bored and bored. But it was such a day without dark clouds, no thunder, no big stars falling to the ground, no sun and moon without light. When everyone would not feel that there would be no more shocking things than the rebellion of the Qin King, this happened like this.

All of this comes too abruptly, too simple, and too ruthless.

It was too late and incredible.

If King Li Shimin of Qin was not forced to turn around by Fang Xuanling and dozens of armored soldiers, Zhao Yeyu Lion took the door and snatched out of the door, he would have laughed out loud if he just waited a few more minutes. If he wanted, he could even laugh until he vomited blood, but he left. After Fang Xuanling was desperate and failed to seek, a group of armored soldiers forced out of the city gate of Xi Neiyuan.

It seemed that he felt something. At the moment he left the city gate, Li Shimin subconsciously looked back at the Xuanwu Gate, which had been painted red by blood. He seemed to see a large and beautiful red flower falling from the Xuanwu Gate. The red flower was too big, beautiful and so heartless. When it fell, it took away many people's sight.

Only after Li Shimin left did he realize what he had missed.

The prince is dead!

The first prince of the Tang Empire actually died so easily and easily on the city gate of Xuanwu Gate. Half of the red sleeves remained on his neck. The red line on his neck had long collapsed and turned into a blood waterfall. It seemed that the blood of His prince was no different from that of ordinary people. It was bright red and sticky, and it kept rushing out from the broken opening on his neck, and gas was in and out of his throat, so blood blisters were blown out one by one.

His Royal Highness, who was lying on the city wall, twitched. Before his death, he turned his head over and looked at the place where the ruthless woman disappeared. What he thought was not that she was going to die, but why did she do this? I remembered that the knife thinly in the sleeves of the woman in red had whispered in her ear after she whispered something in her ear. Li Jiancheng, who had long been as chaotic as a chaotic man in her mind, spent the last time of her life thinking about what she said, so that her eyes before her death were full of regret and unwillingness.

Before his death, he was confused and confused. He really forgot what the woman was talking about.

It was at this moment that a fat face came to his sight, and then a white and thick finger that had just pressed over his booze and tapped it against his nose. It was this finger and a whiter and thicker thumb that pulled his eyelids up. The fat face, which was like a round cake, came to his eyes and looked at it. Then the fat man shouted with the most terrifying and crazy sound he could make.

"The prince is dead!"

The prince is dead?

Li Jiancheng, who had some sense of remnant, wanted to laugh, thinking that the prince was dead? I am the prince, how could I die?

Blood dyed his light yellow prince's clothing gray-brown, looking like rust. The world Li Jiancheng saw in his eyes now was gray, and there was nothing but gray.

At this time, most of the rebels had been blocked in the Xi Neiyuan by the 36,000 imperial guards led by Pei Ji and Li Xiaogong. Just when Li Jiancheng died unwillingly but did not close his eyes, Xuanwu Gate opened wide, and countless elite soldiers of Hedong County came out of the Tai Chi Palace. The rain of arrows enveloped the rebels like dark clouds, and the long spears like dense forests were pushed forward in unison. The rebels in front of the dense forest fell down layer by layer like wheat rolled down by sickles.

Li Shimin escaped, but most of his soldiers failed to escape. The imperial guards and the elite soldiers of Hedong County ruthlessly harvested the lives of the rebels, and while killing people, they cheered like rainbows. They didn't know that the prince of the Tang Dynasty had died quietly on the wall of Xuanwu Gate. The cheer after the encirclement drowned Wan Yulou's cry that could definitely be described as tragic. His Royal Highness died with his eyes open, but the soldiers under the city were cheering.

Dugu Yirou likes to wear red long skirts. Even though it is still cold in early spring, it makes people reluctant to let go of thick cotton coats, but she just likes to wear such thin long skirts. The sleeves of this red long skirt are extremely wide and floating, and the knife as thin as a cicada wing in the flowing clouds can naturally be called the red sleeve knife.

When she finally stopped hesitating and slashed Li Jiancheng's throat, her loyal deputy could also say that the servant Heishi was just surprised, then gritted his teeth and rushed over to block her, and said something to Dugu Yirou in an extremely gentle tone.

"Miss, don't look back, Blackstone blocks them for you."

Then Dugu Yirou jumped directly from the Xuanwu Gate wall, and really didn't look back.

She didn't look back because she didn't dare to look.

Heishi was skilled in martial arts, but how could he stop the countless elite armored soldiers on the city wall? How could he stop the two killing gods Wang Bochao and Xia Fengchun? He swung his sword crazyly and killed more than a dozen archers who were ready to arch, and then half of his shoulder was removed by a huge slashing sword. He protected Xia Fengchun with one arm, turned around and looked out of the city and shouted wildly: "Miss, don't look back, Black Stone will help you block it!"

The furious Xia Fengchun raised him up and threw him hard at his feet, then cut Heishi's head in half with a knife. The black scarf covering his face fell, revealing a face covered with potholes. He was ugly, and the lady also said he was ugly, so he masked his face with a black scarf from beginning to end because he didn't want the lady to be unhappy.

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Dugu Yirou jumped down from the city wall, and threw Liuyun Feishe's left hand out and hooked the battlements. Her body paused in the air, and a long sleeve broke with a squeak. Her body continued to fall. Then a trace of determination flashed across her eyes. She stretched out her hands to try to grab something on the city wall. However, although the speed of the falling was blocked by the sleeve, she still could not grasp the cracks of the wall. The two fair and beautiful palms quickly became bloody and bloody, and her body fell to the ground hard.

But she was not dead, and she was not even seriously injured.

There were too many dead bodies under the city walls, and the bodies more than one person tall piled up to save her. She rolled down on the pile of corpses in a very embarrassing manner, and a cut-out was cut by a broken knife on her arm. A deep pit was poked out by a cluster of arrows from a feather arrow, and the blood quickly covered her unpretty but delicate face.

Dugu Yirou wiped away the blood stains that charmed her eyes. When she looked up, she happened to see a fat and huge eagle pounced down from the city wall.

Yes, it's too fat.

Her eyes immediately changed, and her face was moved for the first time. She really didn't expect that the disgusting and obscene fat man had such good light skills. Then she thought that since he could be the commander of the Xuanwu Guard on an equal footing with him, how could he be a fat man who was as timid as a mouse when he saw blood?

So she immediately got up, took off her red clothes without hesitation and grabbed a piece of leather armor, and got into the crowd and disappeared quickly.

Wan Yulou jumped down from the city wall with an extremely domineering arrogance, and his feet ran very fast like a windmill that was rotating rapidly. He ran down the city wall in an incredible posture and incredible way. This kind of thing that violates people's normal cognition can be called perverted. A fat man with a foot of 260 pounds can have such shocking light skills?!

Seeing the graceful but embarrassed figure disappearing into the crowd, Wan Yulou picked up the corner of his mouth and smiled happily.

I have to look after you, so why do you run away like a female rabbit who is in spring? Although I said that I would fuck you one day, if I spend all my energy chasing you, even if I want to chase you, I will have the strength to move my waist. A woman like you will still have to use the excitement and pleasure of tearing her clothes for life. I didn’t expect that you would tear your clothes yourself so easily.

Since you did this big thing after all, you don’t have to die and do it yourself, even if you don’t fuck you, it will be enough to make people happy physically and mentally. When Li Jiancheng dies, my heart is much more refreshing than the trembling pleasure.

Wan Yulou thought I tried my best to approach Li Jiancheng for today. You did a big thing for me, so I don’t have to die. How pleasing is this. Although it’s a pity that you have a good figure that makes you drool and die, it’s better for you to die than I die. But speaking of it, I also wanted to jump off the city wall after killing people. But I can fly, will you? Will you?

He was very proud, really proud.

There were cheers under the city and there were sorrows on the city wall.

Only a little difference can make people feel sad and happy.

Wan Yulou squeezed into the crowd and could no longer see the bright red, so he immediately turned around and rushed back to the Xuanwu Gate wall against the crowd. At this time, the people on the wall were really stupid. The prince's body was lying on the ground, the blood had flowed out, and everyone's face was extremely pale and silent.

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In the bun shop not far from Wuyan'an, four or five guys and their slightly shabby boss sat around a stove to bake their hands. The fire in the stove was about to go out, and the few guys obviously didn't think it was still time to bake hands now. Although it was still cold in early March, after all, the bun shop here is much warmer than outside, right?

"Why do you have to bake your hands?"

A guy asked.

The shopkeeper who was like a white-faced Cao Cao was a middle-aged man. He looked at the questioning guy like an idiot and explained impatiently: "Because the fire is about to be extinguished."

Several guys looked at each other and thought to themselves what this answer is? Even if the fire is about to be extinguished, would it be necessary to roast the fire? In the cold winter, when the hands and feet are cold, the fire is so strong, why don’t you be kind enough to let us roast our hands?

“It’s warm.”

The shopkeeper looked at the residual fire in the stove and said with some emotion: "Since it has been warmed, there is no need to burn the stove again. After burning the last little charcoal, you can put it away. Since there is still a little fire, you can't waste it. So, while the flame can still be roasted, you can roast it for a while. This is called using resources to the best possible level. Do you understand?"

He smiled proudly and said, "This is what the lord said, so it must make a lot of sense."

When the word "Master" was mentioned, the guys were obviously excited. One of them couldn't hide his curiosity and asked in a low voice: "Fast, how could you feel at ease to let that ugly fat man take Hongfu away? She is the lord's relative. If something unexpected happens, we can't get rid of it."

The shopkeeper was stunned and said angrily: "What did I ask him to take the person away? If the lord doesn't nod, who dares? But you said that guy is a disgusting and ugly fat man. Obviously you are a tasteful and eye-catching person. It's very good. I'll give you a 20% salary this month."

"Okay, okay!"

The guy clapped his hands happily, and suddenly he was stunned for a moment and asked, "Shopkeeper, we all receive our salary. When did you pay us wages?"

The shopkeeper laughed and stood up and said, "Go all. The disgusting fat man took Hongfu away that day because he needed this opportunity to gain the trust of the prince. If he couldn't even do this, how could the prince really feel at ease and boldly bring him by his side? If he couldn't stand by the prince, how could he stab the prince?"

When the fat man thought of the thrilling thing that killed the prince of Tang, the couple suddenly felt that the fat man's image became taller.

At this moment, the curtain was lifted and a fat man walked in and shouted unscrupulously: "Where is your shopkeeper, his father is here again!"

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