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Chapter 685 Death

Mingxiao looked at her, his eyes darkened, and he smiled softly.

"Sister, you are here after all!"

Hearing him call him senior sister, Miss Ling glanced at him in surprise.

However, Mingwei did not give him a good look and said calmly: "We have already fought in Xuandu Temple before. Your tricks are of no use to me. Now I give you a chance and retreat immediately. Both parties will be in peace."

Mingxiao's smile deepened and she sighed: "Senior sister, you know this is impossible."

"Then there's nothing we can do!" Mingwei turned the flute in his hand, "I let you run away last time, but you won't be so lucky this time!"

Emperor Tiancheng was extremely surprised.

When they met at Tochiji Temple during the day, he didn't take Mingwei seriously.

It is actually because it is difficult for people who are not good at solving mathematical problems to see the depth.

What's more, she and Ji Xiaowu walked together, so it's unclear who solved the problem.

It wasn't until this moment that he realized belatedly that this Miss Mingqi might be a real expert.

What to do now?

We have the bronze corpse on our side, the star official who has arrived, and Young Master Yang. On the Tang family's side, there is Taoist Priest Jin, the imperial guards outside the door, and Miss Ming Qi who has just arrived.

Emperor Tiancheng was calculating in his mind, but he couldn't figure out who would win.

He could only pray to Emperor Taizu for his protection, so that the blood of the Chu family would continue.

Mingwei jumped down, exchanged glances with Yang Shu, then passed him and rushed towards Mingxiao.

"Miss Mingqi, you came just in time!"

Ming Wei replied calmly: "Taoist Master, I am only targeting him, you can deal with the others on your own."

Taoist priest Jin beamed: "It's enough for you to contain this kid."

The war situation became tense again.

But this time it was Emperor Tiancheng who was anxious and anxious.

Being restrained tomorrow night, Miss Ling and Yang Shu had to fight two against three. Coupled with the imperial troops leaking in from time to time, it was extremely difficult for them to deal with it.

"Girl, we can't go on like this!" Yang Shu was talking to Miss Ling while beating him, "There are strong reinforcements outside the Tang family. It will be in their interest to drag them down, but we will be in trouble."

Miss Ling replied lazily: "Then what do you want?"

"If you have any special tricks, use them quickly!" Yang Shu said, "As long as one of the Tang family and his son is killed, we will make a profit. When the time comes to capture the other as a hostage, who dares to come in?"

Miss Ling thought for a while. She didn't want to touch Tang Shao. After all, this was the person she personally selected. But now, there is no hope. In addition, Emperor Tiancheng has the Azure Dragon Seal in his hand, which means he is the genuine Azure Dragon Star Official. Now

Unless another White Tiger Star Officer is found and the three of them reach an agreement to eliminate him, changes can be made. The problem is that the White Tiger Star Officer has not appeared for many years...

At this time, the shouts of killing from the outside became even louder.

Emperor Tiancheng's only remaining trusted guard came to report: "Your Majesty! Marquis Wenshan and his son came to help, but were blocked outside. There are also several forbidden troops, all coming this way."

Those forbidden troops are all from the Tang family...

Emperor Tiancheng shouted anxiously: "You two, can we fight quickly? Their people are coming!"

The last thing that impressed Miss Ling was Wen Xiuyi's Gu.

Yang Shu swung his sword horizontally and knocked down the two flying insects. He frowned and said, "What are these?"

Miss Ling's expression changed slightly, she turned around and shouted: "Xingrima!"

The third master Ling understood the idea and shouted: "Get into formation!"

Her subordinate Xingxu returned and handed over the responsibility of guarding the gate to others.

Mists are everywhere, and nightmare magic has reappeared.

As soon as Tang Jing turned around, he suddenly found that Tang Shao beside him was missing.

Taoist priest Jin took a bad look and showed his bronze mirror.

Unfortunately, before he could perform the technique, Miss Ling suddenly appeared and interrupted him.

At this moment, Yang Shu retreated and stood beside Emperor Tiancheng.

"Brother Yang..."

Yang Shu ignored him, took the crossbow from the guard's hand, and mounted the arrow.

Ming Wei, who was confronting Ming Xiao, had a thought in his mind, and the little white snake jumped out and rushed towards Tang Jing.

The faint light pointed out his location.

Tang Jing was startled and swept his gun across.

Just then——

"Zheng..." Yang Shu pulled the hanging knife.

The arrow is like a shooting star, breaking through the fog.

The distance was too close, and Tang Jing had no time to react. The gun had only been halfway withdrawn when the arrow pierced deeply into his chest.

Blood spurted out, and the arrow tail was still shaking.

At this time, Taoist Master Jin finally freed his hand and dispersed the fog.

Tang Shao felt bad when he heard the sound of the bowstring. When he looked back, his eyes were about to burst.

"Father!"

Tang Jing lowered his head and looked at the crossbow arrow stuck in his chest. He couldn't believe that he really fell here.

Just today, he thought that he had forced out the little emperor's backing, cut off the Gao family's backing, and that the Tang family's era was coming.

But now, he fell here.

Tang Jing tried his best, but he only had time to reach out to Tang Shao.

Tang Shao supported his fallen body and said in a trembling voice: "Father? Father!"

Tang Jing had no strength left, so he only held his hand tightly and squeezed out with all his strength: "Remember what my father just said..."

"Father!"

The arrow came too fast and shot too deep, leaving no room for turning.

Death came like this.

Tang Jing closed his eyes.

This hero died in his prime.

The gun in his hand suddenly fell to the ground.

Tang Shao couldn't believe what he saw before him, until Taoist Master Jin shouted: "Tang Er, don't be in a daze!"

Tang Shao was startled and turned to look where the arrow came from.

Yang Shu's expression was so calm that he was almost indifferent, and he put down the crossbow in his hand.

Emperor Tiancheng was so surprised that he couldn't believe it. He just grabbed his guards and kept asking: "Dead? Is Tang Jing dead? Is Duke Dai dead?"

"Yes, Your Majesty. If he is dead, the traitor Tang Jing is dead!"

Emperor Tiancheng laughed heartily.

Since he was ten years old, the mountain weighing on his head has finally disappeared.

Tang Jing died before him!

"Okay, okay!" Emperor Tiancheng chattered in excitement, "Brother Yang, you are so good! I will reward you, reward you heavily! What do you want? Fame, wealth, anything..."

This scene happened so suddenly that neither Mingxiao nor Miss Ling expected it.

Miss Ling just frowned, but Mingxiao was thoughtful.

He looked at Yang Shu and became suspicious. Then when he saw the umbrella he placed beside him, he suddenly understood.

"It turns out to be you!"

Very few people use umbrellas as weapons, especially when their techniques are exactly the same.

Mingxiao felt a hint of regret in his heart. Why hadn't he paid attention to this person before?

If I had known who he was earlier, I would have dealt with him first.

In Mingxiao's heart, Tang Jing was far less important than His Royal Highness the King of Yue.

He didn't care about Qinglong Xingguan in his heart.

Yang Shu heard what he said, raised the crossbow in his hand again, touched the arrow pot, and pointed it at Mingxiao!

Emperor Tiancheng was stunned for a moment and shouted: "Brother Yang, what are you doing?"

Yang Shu ignored him and shot out the arrow without hesitation. If one arrow missed, he would shoot two, three, and in succession!

As long as the distance is right, this kind of crossbow is the most lethal weapon at this stage, not to mention the person who controls it is powerful.

Tomorrow night, I was forced to retreat one after another. (To be continued)


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