Ying Wuchen left, his departure was earth-shattering.
The people of Ganling have always respected the Ying family, and the husband who was the direct descendant of the Ying family, a figure who was like an immortal, was forced by the Zhou family to commit suicide in front of them because of them!
He is calm and unhurried, decisive and generous.
Like the scorching sun hanging on the eaves of the city tower, the moment he fell, all the light was dimmed, and the hearts of the people of Ganling were filled with unspeakable congestion.
Painful and angry!
The Zhou family is so domineering!
Just out of jealousy, they killed capable ministers and were slaughtered for their incompetence. The Zhou family wanted to save face without any reason. They used the livelihood of the people in the city to force the Ying family who protected them, and the Ying family's direct son was so tired that he had to fight for them.
He was willing to die to apologize in exchange for their freedom!
The eyes of the people gradually turned red. They thought of the eagerness and persecution just now, and felt regret and hatred in their hearts!
This hatred, when the red-eyed general of the Zhou family, in order to expose Ying Wuchen's fake death, drew his sword and rushed towards Jun Ci who was hugging Ying Wuchen, it went straight to the Tianling Gai!
Anger made them forget their fear!
"You bastards, kill them!"
Someone among the suppressed crowd burst out loud.
I don’t know who took the lead and rushed forward. The people’s riot was irrational and they rushed towards the Zhou tribe guarding the city gate!
The Zhou clan's tribe did not have too many people, but the people who gathered could not be seen to the end of the street. They were agitated and angry. Even if one or two people in the front were injured by their swords and guns, it did not deter them.
They were pressed down, torn, kicked and bitten by the people one after another with strong hatred.
The scene was chaotic.
"Master Ying Lang! The Ying family is going to declare war with the Prime Minister!" The general who wanted to snatch Ying Wuchen was repelled by Jun Ci with a palm. He held his numb chest and turned around to see the mob downstairs being crushed to death and torn apart.
The subordinates were wailing and questioning angrily.
Master Ying Lang seemed to be surrounded by a layer of twilight. He stared at Ying Wuchen who fell on Jun Ci's shoulder for a long time, his wide-sleeved robe stained with blood.
It wasn't until Jun Ci passed by Ying Wuchen with Ying Wuchen on his back that he seemed to come back to his senses, his eyes cold: "The hatred of killing a son is irreconcilable."
Declaring war or not will not change the outcome. Zhou Chengwu and Zhou Chengtao both died at the hands of Jun Ci and Ying Wuchen. Whether the Zhou family got the desired result today or not, the Ying family and the Zhou family were completely at odds.
The tragic scene below the city tower, as well as the presence of Jun Ci and the guards of the Ying clan, the general of the Zhou clan knew that it was impossible for him to snatch Ying Wuchen's body, so he faked his death and made it real, so he was full of reluctance.
"Rush up, there's more upstairs!"
At this time, a burst of shouting brought General Zhou back to his senses. When he saw the crazy and angry people, his heart trembled, and he quickly fled with the remaining people!
Jun Ci took Ying Wuchen back to Ying's family and put on a show. Ying Wuchen had to mourn in Ying's family.
The heads of each house of the Ying family were all there, many of them looked shocked, and many of them were thoughtful.
After entering the Ying family, Ying Wuchen was taken away, and his servants had to change his clothes and cleanse his face. With his son here, Jun Ci would feel relieved.
She waited outside, thinking that Ying Wuchen would see her again, but she didn't expect that Ying Erlang would finally bring a small wooden box: "Miss Jun, this is what Jiu...Jiu Lang left for you."
Jun Ci took it in his hand and clasped the box tightly with his fingertips: "He...is gone?"
Ying Erlang nodded silently.
Lowering his eyes, Jun Ci opened the box, and there was a dagger inside.
The dagger was clean, but she still recognized it as the one that had just been inserted into Ying Wuchen's heart.
She was a little confused, and when she took it into her hand, the blade quickly retracted, and blood spilled from the handle embedded in the blade.