The Book of Troubled Times Chapter 683

Chapter 683 The old king thanked him

Returning to the dust 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 the 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 the reality.

Of course, no one knows whether the return to 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 center of Wangdao is what his brother said when he said goodbye: "You should pay attention to Zhao Changhe. He is the real dragon of this era, Xia Longyuan is not."

Thinking of these words, Wang Daozhong 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 them, including Guichen Xue Canghai and others, but they were all a little too slow.

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

But the Wangdao center that seemed to be close to Cui Yuanyang was not at all proud, but suddenly became cold.

Cui Yuanyang in the front didn't 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 Paitian Zhenhai Sword is that?

Having been fighting for a long time, their energy and blood have been greatly depleted; the whole army has been defeated, and their morale is completely gone; Qinghe is on the side, and they cannot use their full strength.

Today's Cui Yuanyang is also a secret treasure. His knowledge of Qinghe's sword intention has gone straight back to his origins, even better than his father's. He is not at all the panicked and defenseless little rabbit that people imagined.

 “Choke!” The long sword penetrated the sword energy in the royal way, and even the sword path in the royal way was not able to hide from her judgment, and she was clear about it.

“Whoosh whoosh!” Qinghe sword, Cui Yuanyong, Xue Canghai Guichen's sword, and countless swords and guns around him 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 look on his face.

"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.

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

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

Cui Yuanyang sheathed her sword in silence, suddenly thinking 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...

Since Wang Daozhong died, 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. There was no one of his own around.

Turning around and looking eastward, the horizon was vast and Zhao Changhe never appeared.

 He ​​suddenly felt that Zhao Changhe might be deliberately not showing up.

 Once he did a good job to 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.

 That's why he didn'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 is a fact. As for the follow-up, there is nothing to say about the winner and the defeated bandit." Cui Yuanyong said lightly: "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 perform much better than his second uncle after all. 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 for your kind words. Also..."

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

Wang Zhaoling laughed: "Good news, you should have told 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 list in the next life, and you will be hiding in the dragon. Maybe I will take care of you by then."

Without waiting for an answer, he stabbed himself with his sword.

 Everyone felt a little strange when they looked at his body.

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

 Actually, he is not annoying, not since the party. 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 was fought, or how many wrong decisions were made in Wang Daoning. Chances are inevitable. 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, another person might have stepped forward to continue Xia Longyuan's act of slaying the dragon, making him unable to return in the morning and unable to sleep at night.

"Pick up the corpses of all the Wang family members 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.

Beside 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 secret treasure inherited from the royal family?"

Cui Yuanyong said calmly: "Of course, this is necessary. 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 door yourself."

Cui Yuanyang sighed: "Okay."

　　I 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 old man of the Wang family changed, and his face was ashamed.

Cui Yuanyong turned around and said in a low voice: "Kill them all if they are stubborn."

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 Wangdao.

“At the beginning of the twelfth lunar month, Cui Yuan, Yong and Wan's allied forces from the east flowed to break 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 come to an end.”

 “In the old days, the king Xietang Qianyan flew into the homes of ordinary people.”

 (End of this chapter)

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