I, above the court, angrily rebuked the faint king

As everyone knows, at this time, Zhengzhou is already thinking about who to attack first after he becomes the master of the plane.

"Die to me!" Xu Qingsong shouted ferociously.

Qi sword pierced Zhengzhou's heart.

Zhao Xin, Zheng Linyuan and others, who were in a trance after seeing the saint's vision, were all awakened by the hysterical shout.

When they turned around, the Qi sword penetrated three inches into their bodies.

"Zheng Qing!"

"son!"

Zhao Xin and Zheng Linyuan stumbled over.

puff.

The sound of spurting blood sounded at the same time.

Some timid civil servants covered their eyes with their hands.

They can't accept that a loyal man who left two words handed down by himself dies in front of them.

Covering your eyes with your hand is not out of fear.

But from their point of view, as long as they don't look directly at Zhengzhou's death, the guilt in their hearts will be weaker.

It's a way to lie to yourself.

If they could share the same hatred, use their body as a barrier, and their faith as their edge, how could Zhengzhou die.

Regret it, all the civil and military officials in the dynasty regretted it.

But, the matter has come to this point, let alone regret it, I think it is too late.

Through their fingers, they saw a figure flying upside down and falling heavily to the ground.

The wailing sounded immediately.

Zhengzhou stood with his hands on his hips, looked at Xu Qingsong's body flying upside down in front of him, and said angrily, "It's so annoying!"

This fucking can't die?

Zhengzhou is really going to go berserk.

"Zheng Qing, are you all right?"

"This is the greatest blessing in the Song Dynasty for a hundred years."

"Zhouer, you scared me to death."

Ha ha.

Zhengzhou responded with an awkward smile.

This is a blessing for Yu Dasong.

For him personally, this is simply the most depressing thing in his life, it is so depressing to the limit.

It was obvious that the Qi sword pierced into his body.

Obviously, they have already felt the passing of life.

The master of the plane is even waving to himself.

But all of this came to an abrupt end with Xu Qingsong's blood spurting.

"Why didn't I die?" Zheng Zhou asked.

This made him puzzled.

Logically speaking, with my mortal body, Xu Qingsong's sword should be deadly, and maybe the grass on the grave will be three meters long in two days.

But why was Xu Qingsong himself the last person to die?

"Don't worry about it so much, as long as Zheng Qing is fine." Emperor Zhao Xin looked at Zhengzhou with 'lovely'.

"I know the reason for this!" Wen Gong, the great sacrificial wine king, came up and said, "You have left a word of establishment, a word of merit, with the attitude of a great Confucian, and now it is just a vision of a saint. The root of the rejuvenation of Confucianism and Taoism, the sage will never let you suffer this innocent disaster."

Chapter 11 The technique of narrow escape?

Zhengzhou finally understood.

Feelings are Confucianism, Taoism, and sages who blocked the knife for themselves.

"Sure enough, the ancient Confucians did not forget the Song Dynasty." Zhao Xin burst into tears, thinking that the sage of Confucianism and Taoism was saving the last unparalleled national scholar for the Song Dynasty.

If it wasn't for Qiao Shihan still standing in the Golden Luan Hall.

Zhao Xin even wanted to kneel down to thank the sage of Confucianism and Taoism for his pity for Song Dynasty.

In a precarious situation, how can the appearance of the old power keep people from being extremely excited?

When the excitement faded away, Zhao Xin had to face the messy reality.

Xu Qingsong is dead.

The dignified Elder Jingchi, the outer sect of Liyou Taoism, died in the Jinluan Hall of the Great Song Dynasty.

With Li You Daozong's handwriting, when the time comes to blame, the entire Song Dynasty will not be able to bear the anger of the immortal sect.

Zhao Xin frowned.

Usually at this time, if he encountered something that he couldn't solve with his own ability, or couldn't come forward to solve it, he would instinctively hand it over to the left and right prime ministers.

However, today's matter is so big that he dare not be negligent.

Zhao Xin returned to the dragon chair, tapped on the armrest and said, "You have all seen what happened today."

"What should I say to the outside world, do you still understand?"

In order to keep safe, Zhao Xin took out some secret heroic poses.

Xu Qingsong was dead, and only Qiao Shihan, a true immortal who was indifferent to fame and fortune, was around.

"Reporting to Your Majesty, Xu Qingsong died in the fortunes of the Celestial Empire because of rashly attacking you. We have all seen this situation."