Ma Jun’s current mood can be described as a song, nervousness.?                He really doesn’t know how to face such a young wife.

I had to pretend to go to bed. After a while, there was no sound around me.

Ma Jun's eyes opened slightly, narrowed into a slit, wanting to see the situation.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Mu Jianping staring at him with big eyes, curiously putting his eyes on him, and looking back and forth. His eyes were full of confusion.

When he saw Ma Jun looking over, his face turned red and he quickly turned his head.

"Cough cough..." Ma Jun coughed twice in embarrassment, "Well, that little princess, you can't sleep, so I'll tell you a story!"

"Ah?" Mu Jianping was stunned for a moment, then whispered, "Oh, OK!"

"This is a sad story, the name of the story is Seven Men and One Woman! Oh, no, it's Snow White!"

Ma Jun sat up and leaned against the head of the bed and talked.

After a story was told, Mu Jianping listened with relish, but when Ma Jun talked about sleeping, the other party looked disgusted and prepared to untidy Ma Jun's clothes.

This made Ma Jun very embarrassed, and he hurriedly said, telling another story.

After telling several stories in succession, Mu Jianping finally felt drowsy, closed his eyes and half opened his mouth, and was still moving.

Ma Jun breathed a sigh of relief, covered himself with a quilt and fell asleep.

When he woke up the next morning, Ma Junding had dark circles and wandered around. The brothers he met all smiled knowingly.

...

Finally, one month passed, Kangxi and his party came!

The night was thick. In a hidden cave behind Qingliang Temple in Wutai Mountain, there were 15 death squads including Ma Jun were all wearing black clothes, masks, and big swords, sitting cross-legged.

At this moment, the entire Wutai Mountain was filled with Qing troops, and there were also people from the Heaven and Earth Hui Mu Mansion hiding everywhere.

In Qingliang Temple, the abbot accompanied Kangxi and the two were polite. The old monk was full of martial arts and bowed his head and bowed his waist in the face of Kangxi with a respectful expression!

Suddenly, a soldier ran in, "Report to the emperor that a large number of lamas came at the foot of the mountain, about 3,000 people. They shouted all the way, as if they were looking for someone in Qingliang Temple!"

Kangxi frowned slightly, pondered for a moment, and called the guards beside him, "Zhang Kangnian, you will lead the people to arrest these lamas immediately and interrogate them carefully!"

"Yes!" Zhang Kangnian took the order and left.

The abbot was kind enough to take a while and led Kangxi to a house in the backyard, folded his hands together, "Master Xingchi is practicing inside. I'm going to the hall to wait for the emperor!"

Kangxi waved his hand and waited for the abbot to leave and slowly walked out the door. He looked happy and worried for a moment, "Father!"

This crying voice was like a crying voice. Although he was already in the world, he was still young and would never have the relatives he would never recognize in the future.

After a long time, Shunzhi couldn't bear it and opened the door to invite Kangxi in. The father and son met and said whispered for a while.

Suddenly, a fire light surged from behind the mountain soared into the sky. The next moment, there were only a sound of shouting and killing everywhere, with a large number of people. It was the two rebel armies of the Heaven and Earth Hui Mu Palace that appeared.

Kangxi hurriedly came out of the house and called the guards, "What's wrong?"

"Report to the emperor that there are a large number of rebels around, with more people than the previous lamas!"

"Yeah!" Kangxi nodded and said calmly, "Send someone to protect the people in the room and immediately let the officers and soldiers around the city at the foot of the mountain come!"

Kangxi went in to report to Shunzhi, but the old emperor refused to leave. Kangxi had no choice but to dispatch people and stayed in the room to protect him.

"kill!"

A loud shout came from the back mountain, and dozens of men in black jumped into Qingliang Temple together. As soon as they landed, they killed several guards around them and rushed over!

"Protect the Emperor!"

"Quick, send more people!"

There are still hundreds of officers and soldiers in Qingliang Temple. If they siege together, it will be quite unfavorable to Ma Jun and others.

At that moment, everyone attacked with all their might.

Ma Jun took the lead, and was extremely fast. He waved his long sword without any extra movements, and took away a life every time.

The road paved with blood is like a red carpet.

And Ma Jun is the most shining star on the red carpet.

"Kill me, drive out the Tartars and restore China!"

As he moves forward, shouting some slogans can inspire people. Liu Dahong's voice is the biggest, and he can shout slogans, which is appropriate.

"Come on, protect the emperor!"

A group of officers and soldiers were timid and frightened. Facing a group of killing gods, they wanted to escape, but the emperor was behind them. Once they ran away, the nine clans were gone! They could only barely resist and repeatedly called for reinforcements.

A large number of officers and soldiers appeared around the temple, holding bows and arrows. With a command, the arrows fell like rain!

"Fight!"

Ma Jun shouted, lowered his head and avoided an arrow, and went to the corner of the wall.

The arrow rain covered it one by one, without any gaps.

At this moment, a monk in white fell from the sky, waved his sleeves and took away a rain of arrows. He seemed to be like a god, and broke into the room where Kangxi was.

"Who is this person? His martial arts are so terrifying!" Liu Dahong whispered in surprise.

"It seems that it is also assassinating Kangxi, a friend is not an enemy, and everyone follows him!" Yao Bida shouted.

Ma Jun nodded and led everyone to kill him.

The monk in white rushed into the room in the blink of an eye. Suddenly, a monk holding an iron rod rushed out and started fighting with him.

With this slight obstacle, the door opened wide, and Ma Jun had already seen Kangxi and Shunzhi. He hesitated for a moment and shouted: "Today, my Soul-Snatching Dart will avenge thousands of Han people in the world!"

With this slightly longer passage, two loud noises mixed with, the two emperors in the room had a blood hole between their eyebrows, their eyes widened, and they fell to the ground one after another.

A moment of tranquility appeared on the scene.

The next moment, the monk in white hit the monk holding an iron stick and floated away.

"Catch the rebels and kill them without mercy!" The guards' eyes were red, and they were ready to fight to the death.

Everyone is crazy about Qingmutang and Prince Mu's Mansion. I didn't expect that I could have done such a big thing.

"Rare!" Ma Jun shouted, his face missing his joy. He took out a bamboo tube from his arms, pulled the signal, and the flames soared into the sky.

With the help of the terrain of Qingliang Temple, we did not get entangled with the officers and soldiers, and fled all the way. Except for Qingliang Temple, we hid in the dark night and disappeared!

...

In less than a month, the news of the deaths of the two emperors spread throughout the world. As well as this news, the Qing army committed various crimes of killing and massacre after entering the pass!

Although time has not long passed, various literary inquisitions have flourished, and most of the matters of massacres have been covered up. Many people are not aware of it. This time, the anger in everyone's hearts has surged.

In addition, among the Han people, a name is extremely loud, Ma Jun, the soul-taking dart!
Chapter completed!