surnamed Wang

Chapter 653
Wang Gangquan stood in the dilapidated temple, looking at the empty altar in front of him, hearing the painful groans of the victims and complaints about starvation, only a woman and her eight or nine-year-old son were praying sincerely.

Time passed by, and the dilapidated main hall of the Sword God Temple was rebuilt, and there were more clay sculptures on the base. The face of the previous woman was a little haggard, but her son's face was much ruddy.

"Thank you for the sword god's manifestation, let our mothers survive, tree roots, come and kowtow to the sword god."

The young man was very well-behaved and sensible, and he stepped forward to respectfully salute the clay sculpture. At this moment, there seemed to be a gleam of light in the eyes of the dull and stiff statue.

Afterwards, a group of people in red clothes rushed into the temple and smashed it without any explanation. The statue collapsed under the push and pull of four or five people, and fell to the ground into countless pieces.

Vaguely, a sigh resounded, but the Red Flower Society, which claimed to follow the decree of Baihua Fairy to clean up the world, could not hear this sigh from the gods.

When evil spirits enter the capital, everyone is in danger. As the patron saint of the people, he can't even protect his own dharma.

There was no one around, a young man walked into the hall cautiously, bent down to pick up the broken pieces on the ground.

The boy's eyes were slightly empty, and there was no woman around him. He piled up a few larger clay sculptures on the altar. Although he couldn't see the shadow of the sword god at all, the boy still knelt and kowtowed devoutly, chanting:

"I beg the Sword God to get rid of the Red Flower Society and avenge my mother."

After speaking, he continued to kowtow, one by one, until the blood stained the floor tiles red.

A depressive breath came, and several clay sculptures trembled slightly, showing an unprecedented will, but it was in vain after all.

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Hong Huahui, who claimed to be invulnerable to swords and guns, was smashed into a sieve by the court muskets, and fled out of Beijing in embarrassment.

The situation gradually stabilized, and the Sword God Temple was rebuilt again.The level of brilliance is far better than before, and there is an endless stream of pilgrims, but the young man of the past has never been seen.

Time flies, and before you know it, it has been more than two hundred years. Under the blessing of the incense, the statue of the Yejian Temple suddenly burst into bright white light, and a white figure rose into the sky and traveled across most of China in a flash.

He was looking for the person who planted the seed for him back then, but mortals have a short lifespan, so how can they be compared with gods, and in the end, he only found the descendants of that young man.

The young man who accidentally got the favor of the sword god was Wei Jintang.

At that time, in the Wei, Jin and Tang Dynasties, there were twenty-five, and he had just entered the palace as a eunuch. If Zhao Zhiyi was born a year earlier, he would not cut off the root of his troubles.

With the help of Sword God, Wei Jin Tang secretly removed many stumbling blocks, and finally became a generation of powerful officials.

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When Zhao Zhiyi first set foot in the mortal world, he was as ignorant as a child, unable to distinguish between good and evil, and later he went around doing chivalry and fighting for justice, knowing that he was helping the evildoers.

After returning to Beijing, he made an agreement with Wei, Jin and Tang that he would only fight three times in the rest of his life.

In the eyes of Wei Jintang, Zhao Jianshen was omnipotent, and taking the old emperor's life in the heavily guarded deep palace was like picking something out of a pocket. If the former emperor hadn't left in a hurry, how could it be Wang Wanzhen's turn to sit on the dragon chair.

After the new emperor succeeded to the throne, Wei Jin and Tang used flattery to make the young emperor who was not smart at all even more absurd, so as to make his son sit on the throne.

The originally flawless plan turned out to be such a variable, and the method was not under the sword god. Wei Jintang felt something bad in his heart. After frowning deeply, he summoned the factory guard to whisper.

In a short while, the battle in the sky had come to an end. Wang Gingquan easily controlled the opponent with the technique of mirage. As long as he wanted, he could completely seal the young sword god in front of him back into the statue in the temple.

When he put his gaze back down again, murderous aura bloomed in his eyes.At some point, Wei Jin Tang had already tied up Wang Wanzhen and Wang Wanyue siblings, and they were holding them at the moment with firecrackers. Apart from that, there was also an invincible Princess Tian, ​​Qiao Qiao.

"Wei Jin Tang, your time of death has come." Wang Gangquan looked down and said in a deep voice.

With a sneering smile on his face, Wei Jintang shouted upwards:
"Our family sent people to check your background. After a long time of checking, we only found out that you came from the north. On the first day you arrived in the capital, you offended King Tian, ​​and you were imprisoned in Shuntian Mansion Prison. That night, you were taken away by the Eldest Princess.

Since you are so bold as to pretend to be a prince, there must be someone backing you up, and this backing person must be the eldest princess. "

Wang Wanyue said calmly when she heard the words:
"Eunuch Wei also saw it. He blatantly rebelled and even imprisoned this palace in the dungeon. Obviously, it has nothing to do with us."

"Does it matter? Just try it and you'll know. Even if you can't blackmail him, isn't there still a Tian Wangfei? Our family has heard that this fake prince is quite harmonious with the princess."

As the eunuch spoke, he glanced at Qiao Qiao, whose face was pale. The latter did have doubts about this "husband", but she had never done anything out of the ordinary with him, and she would never think that he would do anything because of it. out of compromise.

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Wang Gingquan sneered in mid-air, and said contemptuously:
"Boss Wei, you shouldn't be too confused. With Zhao's skills, as long as he kills you, even the emperor will be right. Why give up the great country you have obtained for a group of insignificant people?"

"Our family still has the same saying, whether it works or not, you will know once you try it."

After finishing speaking, Wei Jintang walked aside, took the firecracker from the factory guard, and pointed it at Qiao Qiao's back.

Wang Gingquan frowned when he saw this. Once the firecracker was fired, the projectile would pass through the body in an instant. Even if he was a fairy, he couldn't save everyone at such a long distance.

"Untie the shackles, and I'll help you." At this moment, a steady voice sounded beside him.

Wang Quanquan turned his head, and the other party continued:

"I have already paid off the favors owed. If he continues to do evil, Zhao will have to do justice for the heavens."

Just as he was talking, the young sword god suddenly paused, and said in a cold tone: "If you show a fatherly and consoling look again, I won't care about it."

"Don't, don't, I'll untie it for you."

As Wang Gingquan said, he made a tactic with his right hand to remove the spiritual power imprisoning the opponent, the latter's eyes flashed, and his figure rushed downwards rapidly.

Wang Gingquan was stunned for a moment, and then realized, "Your uncle, why don't you say anything if you want to do it?"

He took a step too late to strike, but because of this, Wei Jintang didn't realize that the sword god he had invited had turned against him. It wasn't until the other party attacked the factory guard behind Wang Wanzhen that the eunuch pulled it out belatedly. trigger.

Although Wang Gangquan started a little later, but his figure arrived faster. He grasped the firecracker on the back of the eldest princess, and after a little struggle, the black barrel was bent immediately, and the guard who held the gun subconsciously pulled the trigger. The back of the gun exploded, and the factory guard was immediately pierced through the throat by the broken wood.

The two were fast enough, but they still couldn't stop Wei Jintang. The lead bullet easily passed through Qiao Qiao's back, and a flower of blood bloomed from the woman's chest.

Seeing this, Wang Gangquan disappeared in a flash, and when he reappeared, he had already held the woman in his arms.

"What are you going to do to save a trash?" He looked up at Zhao Zhiyi who had saved Wang Wanzhen.

"You didn't say who you want me to save?" The latter looked innocent.

Wang Gingquan didn't have time to tear it apart, so he quickly lowered his head, at this time most of the woman's clothes were soaked in blood.

He wanted to stop the bleeding, but due to the special position, he was in a hurry for a while, and finally thought of injecting spiritual energy into the opponent's body.

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(End of this chapter)