"Fusu, he is your uncle, it is up to you to see him off on his last journey."
After Gu Xun said this, he turned around and left the room with Zhang Han.
All space is reserved for these uncles and nephews.
Fusu did not hesitate, stretched out his hand and easily picked up the Long Xiang Sword, which was definitely not light in weight. However, he did not take action immediately. Instead, he looked at Xiong Qi and sighed softly.
Xiong Qi looked at Fusu picking up the big sword with ease and holding a few sword flowers. He couldn't help but be stunned, "You... have you practiced martial arts?"
After saying that, he smiled bitterly, shook his head and said, "That's right, Gu Xun has become your teacher, and teaching you martial arts... is considered common sense."
Normally, the master's teacher is of course not responsible for teaching martial arts, unless it is specified that it is swordsmanship instruction or the like.
Because of this kind of thinking inertia, even if Fusu’s teacher is Gu Xun, the most powerful martial artist in the world, no one thinks about it.
Xiong Qi never thought about it.
But when the truth was revealed to him, he quickly accepted it.
How could the Qin State Master, who was said to have no taboos, abide by the so-called common sense?
"It seems that you have many opportunities to escape in the past two days." Xiong Qi said with a slight sigh.
Fusu pointed his sword at the ground and replied with an unbearable look, "I've been waiting for you to turn back, uncle."
"As long as you are willing, I am still willing to intercede for you."
Xiong Qi shook his head with a cold expression and refused in a sonorous tone, "Everything I do is for my country."
"I'm not wrong!"
"There is no such thing as turning back!"
"Fusu, do it..." After expressing his position sternly, Xiong Qi's expression softened again, and he murmured in an erratic tone, "Kill me, this is also a necessary lesson for you to grow up.
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When Xiong Qi said these words, he slowly closed his eyes and said no more words.
In his heart, he also hopes that he will die in Fusu's hands, because this is the best remedy for the back-up he arranged before.
At this time, outside the room, Gu Xun and Zhang Han were also communicating.
"Sir, are you forcing the eldest son to take action? After all..." Zhang Han originally wanted to say that the two of them are uncles and nephews after all, but in this case there is really no need to talk about kinship, so he changed his mind and said, "
After all, he is still a child."
So we can’t let him go.
Gu Xun glanced at Zhang Han, secretly cursed in his heart, and replied:
"It doesn't matter."
"If Fusu is willing to give Xiong Qi some dignity, then let him do it."
"If he can't do this, go and help Chang Pingjun look decent."
Anyway, everyone present now, except for the three of them, will have to die. It will not be up to him to decide who kills Xiong Qi then.
It's amazing that Ying Zheng can know the truth, but he obviously won't be bored enough to ruin it.
No matter who did it, Lord Changping must have been executed by Fusu himself!
At this time, a figure hurriedly rushed into the small courtyard and shouted, "Mr. Changping!"
"Mr. Changping, there is..." in the city.
Before he could finish speaking, his eyes had already surveyed the situation in the entire courtyard:
Several farm disciples lay motionless on the ground, their chests not rising at all, and they were obviously dead.
Next to the corpse, two men stood, one wearing light armor and the other wearing white clothes.
He knows both of them.
The one wearing light armor gave him a headache.
As for the one in white... it's his biggest nightmare!
Tian Guang's first thought was to run as fast as he could and never look back.
However, Changping Jun's life and death were uncertain, so he stopped his desire to escape and asked a question.
At this moment, Fusu came out with the Long Xiang Sword. Bloodstains could be seen on the edge of the sword, and the bright red blood slowly flowed along the sharp blade and dripped from the tip of the sword.
Tian Guang's pupils shrank and he swallowed back his questioning words.
He clearly remembered the staff arrangement in the mansion. Only a few disciples were assigned to guard this small courtyard.
Now that they are all lying on the ground to rest their breath, where did the blood on Fusu's sword come from?
Lord Changping...is dead.
Tian Guang, who was in a dangerous situation, made an accurate judgment on the situation in just a flash of his eyes.
He didn't hesitate anymore. He touched the ground with his feet and stood up, but he was about to run away.
There are only more than a hundred peasant disciples in the mansion, and it doesn't take enough time for Gu Xun to kill him. If you stay and confront him head-on, you are courting death.
If you want to avenge Lord Changping, you can only gather all the farm disciples in the city.
So he can't stay here now, he must escape first and find Chang Wenjun.
In other words, save Chang Wenjun first.
He just rushed in in a hurry because he received the news that Lord Chang Wen, who was at the government office, had been assassinated. It was said that the thieves were powerful, powerful and numerous, making the situation very dangerous.
Although the soldiers in the city have gathered towards the government office, and it stands to reason that the assassins cannot make a big splash, Tian Guang decided to quickly discuss with Lord Changping whether he should provide support - his most important duty is to protect Lord Changping, so naturally he cannot make arbitrary decisions.
He ran to the government office to save Chang Wenjun, even though the other person’s life was equally important.
No matter how many troops we have these days, all we can guarantee is killing the assassins. As for whether the assassins can succeed in their goals, that’s a matter of two minds.
Don’t King Wu’s soldiers have many soldiers?
It’s not like he died in Zhuan Zhu’s hands.
It's a pity that before Tian Guang said anything about rescuing Changwenjun, Changpingjun went offline first...
Now he can only rush to rescue Lord Chang Wen, regroup, quell the unrest in the city, and... kill Gu Xun regardless of the cost, to avenge Lord Chang Ping!
However, sometimes, there are many places where you can’t come or leave if you want.
Seeing that Tian Guang was about to run away, Gu Xun curled up the corner of his mouth, raised his right palm slightly, and drew a series of afterimages in the air. The azure blue ice soul condensed and compressed in the palm of his hand, and a thick and cold air arose, and finally flew into the air.
Clap it out with one palm.
Rizhao Jiuzhou - Bingpoxin Dharma Edition.
Today, he has become more and more proficient in controlling his internal energy, reaching the point where he can use his fingers like an arm, and he can perform moves of this level without any hesitation.
Even Gu Xun thought that the combination of yin and yang that would have seriously injured him in the past may not be impossible for him now.
Of course, he won't try randomly if it's not necessary,
With his current amount of Qi, if the Qi becomes violent again and the meridians become disordered, he might have to lie in bed for a year and a half before he recovers.
Tian Guang, who thought he had reacted in the shortest time, was hit by Gu Xun's palm just as he was about to escape.
The extremely cold ice energy hit Tian Guang's back firmly. In an instant, the bone-corrosive cold energy invaded Tian Guang's inner organs and started running rampant.
Tian Guang screamed, unable to maintain his posture and fell to the ground.
