Rumble!!!
It was originally a clear sky and day, but now suddenly there were dark clouds, strong winds, lightning and thunder.
The people in the town were confused.
And in Huang Fusheng's home.
The young children were frightened by the sudden thunder and cried loudly.
Huang Fusheng's wife Zhang Shulan quickly picked up her son.
"Baby, don't cry! Daddy will be back soon!"
"When your father comes back, take the baby to eat delicious candy!"
Zhang Shulan comforted her child while looking out the window.
It was completely dark.
Gloomy and terrifying.
Zhang Shulan's heart was also filled with panic.
For some reason, her right eyelid kept beating wildly.
I accidentally broke a bowl just now.
It was the bowl Huang Fusheng used to eat, and it was shattered on the ground.
Zhang Shulan did not dare to think about bad thoughts.
She just hopes that her husband can come back safely.
There was constant thunder outside, but the child was relatively safe in Zhang Shulan's arms.
It's just that my eyes are red all the time.
Zhang Shulan held her son in her arms and came to the incense table in the hall.
She knelt on the futon and looked at a Bodhisattva statue placed on the incense table.
This is a Bodhisattva statue that the couple brought back from Shaolin Temple.
It has been enshrined in Huang Fusheng's home.
now.
Zhang Shulan was so distraught that she could only find some peace in her heart by praying to Buddha.
"Blessed by Bodhisattva! May my husband Huang Fusheng return safely."
"Blessed by Bodhisattva! May my husband Huang Fusheng return safely!"
"Buddha bless"
Keep begging.
Keep kowtowing.
Zhang Shulan didn’t know how many times she had chanted in front of the Bodhisattva statue and how many times she had kowtowed.
The child in his arms seemed to have sensed something and was crying, but did not cry out.
A gust of wind blew by.
Blow out the candle on the incense table.
blown down
Bodhisattva statue.
It also blew away the last little thought in Zhang Shulan's heart.
"Ms. sir, please come back quickly."
Zhang Shulan hugged the child and knelt on the ground in despair.
Cry loudly!
On Fuyun Mountain.
Da Mao was already standing at the entrance of the courtyard, with a solemn expression and dog hair standing on end, looking in a certain direction.
The rabbit and the three demons were huddled in the corner, shivering, and they were all scared to death.
In the backyard pond, eight real dragons were swimming uneasily in the water.
Even the always lively sheep was lying quietly beside the sheepfold at this moment, not daring to move.
Da Mao felt the anger of his master Ye Qingyun.
Only Ye Qingyun's anger can make the sky change and make the spiritual energy between heaven and earth run wild.
Da Mao originally wanted to rush over and see what happened to his master.
But after some hesitation, I gave up.
At this moment.
The top beings in the world all felt fear.
"What's going on? A big change in the world?"
"Could it be that a great calamity is coming to this world?"
"The spiritual energy is so violent!"
South Camp Army.
This place has become the most peaceful place in the world.
After a burst of thunder, it became quiet here.
No changes occurred.
Ye Qingyun was not so angry that he directly drew his sword and chopped Chen Dashan.
He didn't even curse.
He just walked calmly to the side of Huang Fusheng's body.
Looking at Huang Fusheng's already gray face.
He lifted the white cloth off the stretcher.
The hideous wounds on Huang Fusheng's body suddenly appeared in front of Ye Qingyun.
When Dongfang Su, Huikong and others saw this situation, their expressions suddenly changed.
You don’t need to think about it to know that Huang Fusheng must have been whipped when he was still alive.
.
But Huang Fusheng is just a mortal.
There is no trace of cultivation in him.
He was completely tortured to death.
Even Huikong, who had always been compassionate, couldn't help but look at Chen Dashan at this moment.
Killing intention emerged in my heart.
Ye Qingyun pursed his lips, squatted down, and found something in Huang Fusheng's hand.
It was a small silver lock.
Apparently it was something worn by children.
Ye Qingyun wanted to take out the little silver lock, but found that even if Huang Fusheng died, he still squeezed the little silver lock tightly.
Don't want to let go.
Ye Qingyun felt even more uncomfortable.
It took my breath away.
This little silver lock may have been Huang Fusheng's only thought before he died.
He wants to go home.
Return to his wife and children.
But even such a humble wish can never be realized.
Ye Qingyun just squatted next to Huang Fusheng's body.
Silent for a long time.
He didn't speak, and no one dared to speak.
No one dared to move.
The atmosphere was so depressing that one felt chills all over.
Chen Dashan was very scared.
At the same time, I felt a little confused.
Could it be that His Majesty the Emperor Wu came here for such a dead ordinary person?
This is too much to make a fuss about, right?
Isn’t it just an ordinary citizen who died?
Every time their military camp captured strong men, dozens of them were killed or injured?
It's so normal.
In Chen Dashan's eyes, the death of people like Huang Fusheng is not a big deal at all.
But today's situation is really incomprehensible to Huang Fusheng.
Who is this young man squatting next to Huang Fusheng's body?
Why do His Majesty Emperor Wu and the others have such respect for this person?
"His Majesty."
at this time.
Ye Qingyun finally spoke.
r> Dongfang Su hurried forward.
"What are your orders, Master?"
Ye Qingyun sighed softly.
"I promised Huang Fusheng's wife that Huang Fusheng would go back safely."
As soon as this statement came out, Dongfang Su didn't know how to respond.
"Now that Huang Fusheng is dead, how can I have the nerve to take his body back?"
Ye Qingyun smiled bitterly.
"Master"
Dongfang Su wanted to say something, but found it difficult to speak.
He knew that he was also responsible for Huang Fusheng's death.
If he had paid more attention to it and personally intervened in the matter of releasing the young men, Huang Fusheng might have been able to return home alive.
He won't die here.
"Oh, I'd better not take him back. Let your people help me find a place for Huang Fusheng to rest in peace."
After Ye Qingyun finished speaking, he walked away alone.
Dongfang Su immediately asked Gu Yue and several other men to personally carry Huang Fusheng's body and follow Ye Qingyun there.
Huikong also followed immediately.
"Your Majesty, I am a humble minister"
Chen Dashan just wanted to speak and explain.
What greeted him was Dongfang's solemn and cold eyes.
Chen Dashan was startled and suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart.
"Secretary of the Ministry of War."
"I'm here!"
The Minister of War quickly responded, his face full of anxiety.
"From today on, the Nanying Army will be eliminated from the military structure of the Tianwu Dynasty and will never exist again."
"yes!"
The Minister of War's heart trembled.
This Nanying Army is finished!
Completely finished!
From top to bottom, I'm afraid no one will survive!
"Where is the Tianwu Guard?"
Whoosh whoosh!!!
Figures emerged from all around.
This is Dongfang Su's Tianwu Guard, who has always been secretly protecting Dongfang Su, working openly and secretly with Gu Yue and other personal guards.
"Chen Dashan and other generals of the Southern Camp Army will be executed in Ling Chi!"
This chapter has been completed!