The Rise of Phoenixes

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Ning Yi smiled, and from the perspective of Feng Zhiwei, he only saw a glimmer of dim light in his dangling eyes.

After a while of laughing, Feng Zhiwei sent them out of the hospital and was relieved to be relieved that Shaoning did not leave the moth. Hearing the clamor in the front yard, someone shouted "There are assassins!", and then the swords crossed each other. Come.

Feng Zhiwei's heart tightened, and the princes glanced at each other, moving faster than her.

A group of people in the front yard are playing lively. The guards of various governments are wearing various colored clothes and are besieging two gray-faced masked men. The two men are ghostly, rushing left and right, and the long sword is pointing east and west. , Someone can’t help but withdraw blood on the spot.

Feng Zhiwei looked for a while, but saw the problem.

One of the assassins had no target at all, and did not even want to kill. The long sword in his hand greeted each guard's left shoulder position, and no one missed the net.

Seeing that the assassin was about to stand out, suddenly a figure flew, and his left hand was still holding a huge thing in the air, and it was faltering. When he looked closely, it turned out to be the blue and white porcelain used for planting water lilies in the front yard of Feng Zhiwei. Cylinder.

The man was holding a big tank that was splattered and swayed to the top of the vigorous crowd. He raised his hand and smashed it. The water lilies flew and the water splashed. The assassins were suddenly topped by the water. The man has already come out of the tank, raised his hand and a sword, Hanguang crossed!

"Hey!"

The two swords intersect each other, the sword light penetrates like sunlight, and each of them swings one by one, the blood light bursts!

The three men each wore a hole in the other's left shoulder.

The assassin shook his body, disappeared after the smoke, and the two ran away in two directions.

The man who smashed the tank stayed in place, covering his shoulders and breathing. Feng Zhiwei recognized it for a while before he recognized Ning Yi's bodyguard, who seemed to be called Ning Cheng.

He only listened to the direction of the assassin, and said viciously: "Sima Guang smashed the cylinder, Sima cylinder smashed the light!"

Feng Zhiwei was silent, thinking that Sima Guang smashing the tank was a legend handed down from Dacheng, but no one knew who Sima Guang really was. Only the Queen Shenying said six hundred years ago that this was a demolition.

In a chaos, all the princes were a little uneasy. While arranging the guards to chase, they hurriedly said goodbye to Feng Zhiwei. Feng Zhiwei sent them out of the house one by one, looked at the direction of the imperial city, and his eyes showed a heavy dark color.

That night, the sudden sound of horseshoes shattered the silence of Tianjie.

When the sky was unclear, King Huzhuo struck the Chaogu drum outside the palace gate, and the thick drum sound hit the haze cloud and the dawn of the sky.

The rumbling drums alarmed most of the capital. This drum was set by the emperor Tiansheng at the beginning of the founding of the People's Republic of China outside the palace gate.

But the threshold is too high, and ordinary cases can't get enough of "wonderful injustice". This drum has gradually become a decoration, and now it is a loud noise, shaking Jinghua.

"Huo Zhuo's millions of subjects worship under the seat of the Tiansheng Grand Emperor. Today, Hu Zhuo Feipeng guards Dazaar. He was detained in the penal department because of the law of torture, but he was poisoned by the prince. The twelve of Huzhuo vowed not to coexist and die with this monk, and now begging under the emperor’s imperial honour, hoping to pursue all the murderers with the ambitions of the Holy Spirit, to compensate me for the injustice of Huzhuo, I would like to inform and hear!”

Under the huge drum, the Huzhuo tribe with a dark blue striped robe and white cloth on their heads struggling to beat the drums, and their sleeves flew to show their strong arms.

The dawn was breaking through the clouds, the palace gates were opened, and when the first time the temple was knocked in front of the temple, the identity of the injustice was unusual. The emperor Tiansheng gathered all the courtiers inside and outside and raised the temple in five.

Daylight is like a sword passing through the thousand layers of jade steps, and the Hanbai Stone Square floats in the clouds, in a pale white mist. Some people have a dark blue coat, white jade wipes the forehead, and the corpse is held in both hands.

Hold the corpse!

The court full of courtiers shook, and Qiqi cast his eyes.

The emperor Sheng Tian, ​​his face was ugly.

The man walked all the way, his hands stretched out slightly, hugged a stiff corpse, covered with a mist of morning glow, stunned by the wind, no matter how terrifying this world was, this move was terrifying.

The guard in front of the palace shot a crossbar and shouted, "How can the Emperor Tianzi be so presumptuous? Retreat quickly!"

With a bang, ten thousand guns were like forests, blocking the iron wall abyss.

"Is it forbidden to bring the corpse to the temple?" The man in the mist raised his head and smiled with a scornful smile, and then put the corpse down.

Everyone just breathed a sigh of relief, and was relieved that Wang Shizi, who had been so domineering on weekdays, finally complied with the law this time.

The man suddenly shot with lightning!

He protruded as hard as one hand, inserted into the heart of the corpse, cut his fingers, and opened the body of the corpse, quickly pulled out a piece of liver!

The Changying Wei, who used to see **** scenes on both sides of the Jade Order, changed their hands softly. With a cry, a young guard who had just entered the Changying Wei was shocked by the golden gun.

"No corpses are allowed, I brought evidence of poisoning, should this be the case?" The man under the rank spread his palms flat, his face did not change color, and his voice spread far away, like a line of sharpness, which forced everyone's ears .

"Xuan!"

The long report sounded as if it had fallen from the sky, and the man was not afraid, and went straight to the Golden Temple with his liver.

"Your Majesty!" As soon as he entered the hall, he went straight to the seat, and the liver was illuminated before the ceremony was finished. "Innocent victims under his servants, there is a suffering liver here! The poisoned liver is blue. Black! If your majesty doesn’t believe it, you may wish to recruit the hospital too!”

The princes and the generals were better, and all the court officials showed their vomiting expressions and backed away. The man turned back and sneered at them.

Feng Zhiwei, who was in the last class of the bachelor, only now saw the appearance of this famous son, Huo Zhuo Wang Shizi, who was well-known in Dijing recently.

He is tall and tall, with thick eyebrows and sharp eyes, and the pale honey skin in the open shirt is moist and radiant, but he is not as bright as his peculiar pupils. The amber color is as rich as wine when viewed from the front, and the faint purple is faint when viewed from the side. The light, turned sideways under the sunlight, dazzling like colorful gems.

At first glance, his facial features are not very delicate, but once he has an action look, he immediately flutters and dances, reminiscent of the wavy grass tips under the golden sunlight of the thousands of miles of grassland.

Huzhuo Wang Shizi, Helian Zheng.

He looked back, Feng Zhi raised his head slightly, and looked at each other. He Lianzheng looked into a pair of misty and distant eyes, with curiosity and doubt, but no fear and nausea.