The Book of Troubled Times

Guichen may be a promise worth a thousand pieces of gold, but Wang Daozhong doesn't believe it.

He felt that if his own situation prevailed, Guichen might not be able to "fulfill the agreement". After all, he could no longer be a state religion. The state religion was already the Four Symbols Sect, so what was the point of fulfilling the agreement made long ago? But if you were beaten directly from the Yellow River to your home within a few days, don't blame others for abandoning you. Those who know the current affairs are heroes. Who must sacrifice their lives for your Wang family?

This is reality.

Of course, no one knows whether returning to the dust is due to the agreement or reality. Everyone's brain circuits are not in the same world, and they will never understand each other.

What comes to mind in the King's Dao Center is what his brother said when he said goodbye: "You should pay attention to Zhao Changhe. He is the true dragon of this era, and Xia Longyuan is not."

Thinking of this, Wangdao Center suddenly felt a lot relieved and laughed loudly: "So it's not surprising that I have been tricked so badly by him in the past two years, right?"

Everyone: "..."

When the besieged generals felt that they would win and were slightly relaxed, Wang Daozhong suddenly opened the Qinghe River with a sword, but his direction was not to break out of the encirclement. Instead, he rushed into the formation quickly and without hesitation, with the target: Cui Yuanyang. !

"Even if I die, I will make Zhao Changhe regret it for the rest of his life!"

"No!" Cui Yuanyong quickly stabbed Wang Daozhong in the back with his sword, but failed to keep up with him and stabbed him in the air: "Quickly stop him!"

The officers and soldiers of the Cui family were so anxious that they all flew over to try to stop Guichen Xue Canghai and others, but they were all a little too slow.

No one expected that Wangdaozhong would not break out of the encirclement, but instead go to the formation!

But the Wang Dao Center, who seemed to be close to Cui Yuanyang, was not at all proud, but suddenly became cold.

Cui Yuanyang in front did not feel panic at all, his eyes were neither sad nor happy, a spare long sword was in his hand, and he was slanting towards the sword that could move the sky and suppress the sea from the royal road.

What kind of Pai Tian Zhen Hai Sword is that?

After fighting for a long time, their energy and blood were greatly lost; the whole army was defeated, and their morale was gone; Qinghe was on the side and could not use his full strength.

Today's Cui Yuanyang is also a secret treasure. His knowledge of Qinghe's sword intention is directly following his origins, even better than his father's. He is not the panicked and defenseless little rabbit that people imagine.

"Choke!" The long sword penetrated the sword energy in the royal way, and even the sword path in the royal way could not hide from her judgment, and she stood up clearly.

"Whoosh whoosh!" The Qinghe sword, Cui Yuanyong, Xue Canghai Guichen's sword, and countless swords and guns around him all stabbed Wang Daozhong at the same time.

Wang Daozhong lowered his head to look at the Qinghe sword tip protruding from his chest, and then looked at Cui Yuanyang with a rather strange expression.

"Brother Zhao told me before he left that if he acts alone, he may attract the attention of many gods and demons, and there is a high possibility that he will not be able to come back to join the war. Ask me if I have confidence?" Cui Yuanyang said calmly: " He always thought I was a little rabbit, but I started practicing martial arts two years ago just to catch up with him..."

That's not what Wang Daozhong wanted to say. He felt that Cui Yuanyang's eyes just now were very strange, indifferent, calm, and high in the sky, just like another person.

Maybe this will be a big thunder for Zhao Changhe in the future?

Wang Daozhong showed a smile, said nothing, and collapsed to the ground.

Cui Yuanyang sheathed her sword in silence, suddenly thinking in her heart that Brother Zhao might not sigh for the death of other members of the Wang family, but he might be a little reluctant to leave Wang Daozhong...

With Wang Daozhong dead, the rest of the Wang family were instantly overwhelmed by the army, unable to even make a splash. Yu Deju, the guest minister from Dibang who was injured by Guichen's sneak attack, surrendered on the spot. This is the biggest difference between a war of influence and a dispute between rivers and lakes. If the grievances in the world were changed, Yu Deju might have fought to the death with Guichen, but this kind of confrontation between forces had no meaning worth holding on to, and there was no face-saving attribute in the world at all.

Wang Zhaoling stood alone in front of the city gate, looking around and there was no one of his own.

Turning his head to look eastward, the horizon was vast and Zhao Changhe never appeared.

He suddenly felt that Zhao Changhe might not show up on purpose.

He once did a good job with Zhao Changhe and took the initiative to give "jelly" to Zhao Changhe. At that time, he said that if there were difficulties in the future, he hoped to leave a way out for his descendants. Although the act of sending jelly was actually unkind, as there was Yin Qi in the jelly, he couldn't have known it as the legitimate son of the Wang family, so it was intentional, but Zhao Changhe didn't know it at the time, and he had indeed agreed to it.

No matter whether the premise is cheated or not, a promise is a promise. Zhao Changhe is famous all over the world. If he is here, he must fulfill his promise.

So he doesn't come.

Wang Zhaoling sighed in a low voice, as if whispering to himself: "Perhaps everyone will think that the Wang family has been quite stupid from beginning to end... What do you think?"

I don't know who is right, but Cui Yuanyong's voice suddenly came from behind: "Actually not."

Wang Zhaoling turned to look at him: "Oh?"

"The incident started from the game between your father and the Emperor of the Sea. His loss triggered a series of subsequent problems." Cui Yuanyong said: "Faced with the temptation to break through the imperial realm, to be honest, no one can remain indifferent. That represents Feitian. Escape means a long life, just like the distance between immortals and mortals, the temptation is far greater than the difference between several secrets. You and I may have to bet on life and death even if we break through a secret, let alone bet on the imperial realm... "

Wang Zhaoling laughed: "You can comfort me."

"That's a fact. As for the follow-up, there is nothing to say about the winner and the loser." Cui Yuanyong said calmly: "Brother Wang, you are actually at the wrong time."

Wang Zhaoling was silent.

If the world is stable for ten years, Wang Zhaoling will not be as powerless as he is today in ten years... He will still perform much better than his second uncle. It's a pity that the second uncle is in charge at this time, not me. I am just a junior. According to the rules of the clan, I can hardly do anything.

That Cui Yuanyong could say this was a personal recognition, which made Wang Zhaoling feel a lot more comfortable. He suddenly smiled and said: "The old clan model does have a lot of pedantry and obsolescence. The Cui family is willing to abandon their martial arts to cater to the new emperor, which seems to be at a disadvantage. , maybe it will be beneficial in the future.”

Cui Yuanyong nodded: "Thank you Ji Yan. Also..."

He hesitated for a moment and then said: "Zhao Xin is doing well now. No one in the Cui family discriminates...well...she was pregnant a few days ago."

Wang Zhaoling laughed: "Good news, you should tell me earlier."

He looked at Wan Dongliu and Xuan Chong one last time, and said with a smile: "Take one step first. Calculated by time, I will be on the Heavenly Ranking list in the next life, and you will just be hiding in the dragon. Maybe I will take care of you by then."

After saying this, without waiting for an answer, he stabbed himself with his sword.

Everyone looked at his body and felt a little strange.

Wang Zhaoling was so domineering and domineering at the Qianlong Banquet. How beautiful was it? Unexpectedly, after just over a year, there were ruins and corpses lying across the city gate.

In fact, he is not annoying, not since the banquet. It just ended with the Wang family, as if they were crushed to death by the drastic changes of the times, and I was unable to resist it.

It's not Wang Daoning's problem, nor is it a question of how well the battle went, or how many wrong decisions Wang Daozhong made. There is an inevitable outcome to chance. Under the torrent of the times, the old things will be destroyed sooner or later. If Wang Daoning does not fight for the front line, they will die at the hands of Xia Longyuan sooner or later.

They said they were slaying a dragon, and Xia Longyuan also felt that he was slaying a dragon.

Without Zhao Changhe, there might be another person who would step forward and continue Xia Longyuan's act of slaying the dragon, making him unable to return in the morning and unable to hide at night.

"Take care of the corpses of everyone in the Wang family without damaging them." Cui Yuanyong finally ordered: "The rest of the people, enter the city."

The special street fighting in the city has also come to an end. Several elders of the Wang family withdrew to their ancestral temple and formed a formation to guard outside the door. In the formation was a huge brazier, and the snow falling from the sky fell into the fire, making a sound.

Next to the brazier it looks like an altar, with a mechanism on it.

The Cui family brothers and sisters led the crowd forward, stopped a long way away and said: "Everyone, we are in-laws, and we share the same spirit. Cui can promise to protect the Wang family's ancestral hall and leave the tomb untouched, so that you can take care of yourself."

An old man slowly said: "Do you want the treasure inherited from the Wang family and the secret realm?"

Cui Yuanyong said calmly: "Of course, this is what we want. As long as you open the secret realm and stop resisting, Cui will keep his promise just now."

The old man nodded: "Okay. This altar is the door. You can open the mechanism yourself."

Cui Yuanyang sighed: "Okay."

They said yes, but no one came forward.

The old man narrowed his eyes.

Zhao Changhe's voice came from the sky: "I'm coming."

Everyone raised their heads in shock. Zhao Changhe came over on flying horse, put his hand on the machine and smiled slightly: "It is extremely repulsive. Once others use other techniques to activate the machine, the terrifying air pressure inside will repel and backfire. , I am afraid that the surrounding miles will be reduced to ashes. It is a pity that my Yangyang has known about this for a long time, and what is even more pity is that I can also perform the power of arranging the sky and suppressing the sea. "

The expressions of all the old men in the Wang family changed, and their faces were ashen.

Cui Yuanyong turned around and said in a low voice: "If you are stubborn...kill them all."

The sky flashed with golden light.

There are only two sentences, and the battle situation is not mentioned. There is no detailed description of how Wang Zhaoling and others died in Wang Dao.

"At the beginning of the twelfth lunar month, the allied forces of Cui Yuanyong and Wan Dongliu defeated Langya. Wang Daozhong died in the rebel army, and Wang Zhaoling committed suicide. The other branches of the clan fled each other, and the chaos in the Wang family ended."

"King Langya, who has lived for thousands of years, has rested since then."

"In the old days, the king's swallows flew in front of the hall and flew into the homes of ordinary people."