Xi Shi closed her eyes and showed a smile more beautiful than flowers. She died without any pain.
Qing feels that it is wrong or right to kill a person because of jealousy.
Li Zhichang suddenly spoke. He whispered, "Since you killed her, this matter is over. Everyone has the power to pursue what they want. You don’t have to blame yourself, but you don’t mind if I take her body."
Qing turned away from Li Zhichang’s words.
The white ape looked curiously at Xi Shi’s body, but I didn’t expect it to end so easily, and soon it didn’t react.
Aries reluctantly rubbed Li Zhichang’s foot and was dragged out by the white ape.
Li Zhichang took a faint look at Fu Cha with Xi Shi’s body and looked at Fu Cha’s slouches and said, "Why do you still want to strike while it’s hot?"
Fu Cha hasn’t figured out the meaning of "strike while it’s hot". Li Zhichang gives out a loud noise. If the old dragon sings for a long time, it’s like a breeze. The fairy tale is ethereal even if Fu Cha wants to chase it.
It was a long time before the military came in slowly and looked at the mess on the ground. Everyone trembled and bowed to the ground.
Fu Cha sat on the throne with the help of the maid-in-waiting. "Get up! How many soldiers died this time?"
A leader replied, "The casualties have not been counted yet."
Fu Cha’ Oh’ wrote a line: "Bocou colluded with Yue to assassinate me. Fortunately, I was found out and killed him first. You immediately sent someone to confiscate his mansion."
The commander bowed his head and replied, "I will obey the king’s will."
After everyone left, Fu Cha was lying in the bedroom and was not in the mood to call Zheng Dan to serve her.
Both A Qing and Li Zhichang have brought him too much shock to sleep.
Xi Shi’s death made him a little melancholy, but he soon forgot about it. Dealing with talents like A Qing or Li Zhichang is his focus now.
Or rather, it is his heart to gain the strength of people like them.
Today, for the first time, he realized the evil power of overcoming evil, which made him stronger than when he was young. Although it was nothing, it still shocked him.
Of course, he didn’t know that if it wasn’t for Li Zhichang’s innate firm but gentle suppression of the evil spirit, he would die today.
Li Zhichang is amazed at the material of overcoming evil, and that’s all.
No matter how powerful a sword is, it is no different from scrap metal in his eyes.
The sword is controlled by people, and it is enough to have a constant sword.
Wang Chan’s first destination outside Tianmen Mountain was the State of Jin.
Jin is a vassal state of Ji, and it is a rare power in the world.
Since Jin Wengong came to dominate for more than a hundred years, its national strength has been strong before.
However, it is obvious that the minister of Jin is strong and the monarch is weak.
And Wang Chan’s land is a strong force of Wei Qing in the state of Jin.
Wang Chan walked lazily at the fork in the road with a grass in his mouth, and a child cried, but he looked away as a corner child.
He feels that the child’s bones are really extraordinary, and his hands and feet are very happy, and his eyebrows are very delicate.
Wang Chan suddenly came to the child at the tip of his toe and said, "Why are you crying? Are you lost?"
The child put away his tears and said in a very flat tone, "Nothing. I just thought that there are too many paths in life, and even if I take this one right, it’s hard to guarantee that there will be another path, so I feel very sad that life is foggy."
Wang Chan laughed. "Little nonsense, what’s wrong with that? I have a straight road ahead with a kick."
The child said, "Even so, how do you know that you are right to go ahead?"
Wang Chan sneered and laughed. "You can’t say it’s wrong."
The child was speechless when he heard the news.
Wang Chan picked up the fine-eyed child and asked, "What’s your name?"
The child was not angry when Wang Chan got up. He said slowly, "My name is Yang Zhu."
"Young man, this boy is predestined friends with me, please give him to me." A deep male voice surprised Wang Chan from the sky.
He want to also don’t want to sleeve robe with a wave of a white light rushed to the clouds and heard a squeak, from which planted a strange bird.