136. Silent
The fireworks exploded, which was brighter than the light everywhere, reflected on the face, colorful.
Ji Zishang's eyes were a little shocked, and he turned back immediately with disbelief.
boom!
One, two, thunderous sounds continued, accompanied by the splash of sand and wailing screams and wailings, smoke and dust submerged the firelight everywhere, driving away the darkness.
Ji Zishang's eyes were a little dull, and his ears were rumbling, but he could not compare to the surging in his heart at this moment.
Annoyance, self-blame, regret, etc. come to my heart.
The thief shouted in his ear over and over again, looking anxious.
The courtyard gate, courtyard wall, and ground were lifted up, and countless sand and stones were like rain, covering the sky and the earth.
The thief grabbed Ji Zishang's arm and wanted to hide in the house beside him, but the latter stood there without moving.
"Let's go!" The Tuo Shuai couldn't help but shout.
Ji Zishang's face was pale. He heard the shouts in the explosion. It was the guy who followed him in the past.
He misjudged the situation here, and the place where the gunpowder was buried was not in the courtyard, but in the streets outside the courtyard. They came in an orderly manner, but when they left, they were surrounded by a group.
The people from the East Factory were attracted by this and caused them to be buried here.
That was the one who traveled thousands of miles from Juyizhuang to accompany him. He was a righteous man in the city who was chivalrous and fought against thieves together.
But at this moment, he died because of him, and died silently.
So cowardly.
Ji Zishang's eyes were red, and the murderous intent was like a substance. He suddenly looked up and looked at the attic that was faintly visible among the smoke and dust.
The Tuo Shuai saw his plan, but knew that he would need to stop the other party at this time because the situation was not good for them. Now the people in front of him were angry and were about to lose their minds.
In this case, not to mention being against Yan Yushu or being a master of Dongchang under his command, it is a lot of luck.
"Let's go first, then make a long-term plan." He advised.
Ji Zishang stretched out his hand, pushed away the hand that the Tuo Shuai grabbed on his arm, and then said, "You go."
"What nonsense are you talking about?" The Tuo Shuai was a little anxious.
At this time, the person in front of him was completely looking for death.
"The master handed over the important matter of eliminating the thief, but I let so many heroes die tragically. What kind of face do I have to see him again?" Ji Zishang smiled silently, "What kind of face do I have to face their family?"
The Tuo Shuai frowned, wanting to say something, but he felt that he couldn't say it.
The explosion of gunpowder gradually weakened, but the voices also disappeared, and the night wind passed by, and a faint moan came from the fire of salt and blood.
Some people are alive, but they are even more uncomfortable than death.
"If you die, who will avenge them?" Tuo Shuai pointed outside, "They are all skilled in martial arts, and some are seriously injured. We should be able to save one now."
Ji Zishang showed a grey smile that was even worse than crying, "We are here to save the arrested person, and we are here to kill the eunuch."
The Tuo Shuai frowned, "I know, I know, but this is the first thing to do now."
Ji Zishang didn't want to retreat. From childhood to adulthood, he always knew one truth, that is, if he retreated once, he would have a second time. His martial arts had never been able to move forward, and even if the mountain was blocking the front, he would have to split it.
But now, he heard the faint cry of pain and the breath of suppressing pain, and his heart seemed to be cut by a knife.
There were already footsteps coming from all over the place. The Dongchang people who had retreated to the house before were now coming out to clean up the mess.
Among them, there are several people with unique qi channels, who are obviously masters.
"Let's go." The coach of the thief grabbed him again.
"It's not that easy to leave."
A voice with a hidden smile came, and with it was a strong wind.
The smoke and dust around him dissipated, and several figures appeared in front of him.
Yi Xuechong, who had a charming figure and a smile on her face, took the lead.
Around him were three middle-aged men with white faces and whip hooks in their hands.
They were wearing blue-white robes, their faces were even more pale and terrifyingly pale. Their hands, exposed outside their sleeves, were also as white as pink.
The thief's face darkened, "Three ghosts in the west of the Lingxi?"
Ji Zishang looked at him, but it seemed that he had no focal length.
The west of the Ridge is the Burial Demon Ridge in the Later Zhou Dynasty. It is rumored that it was once the gate of the Demon Cult, but it has been a thousand years and a hundred years. The name of this place has changed, and no one knows the true or false.
Although the west of the ridge is still deserted, there is a mysterious corpse-driven inheritance. It is said that it is a branch of the Demon Sect, but it was surrounded by the imperial court and escaped into the wilderness and survived.
The three pale people in front of us look like impermanence, nicknamed "Three Ghosts in Lingxi", are the heads of this corpse-driven lineage. They are all masters who can break through the armor by one. If they join forces, their strange martial arts can be even more comparable to the great practice of entering the third realm.
The thief was surprised to see these three people here because he had never heard of any connection between the corpse-driven line and the East Factory. He even had the power to the Later Zhou court because of the encirclement and suppression of the official army.
Why do you still help Dongchang at this time?
As the thief frowned, he suddenly saw Yi Xuecuo with a cold sneer on his face and thought it through.
I'm afraid that these people are not helping Dongchang, but Yan Yushu!
"The Mo family thief?" Yi Xuechou looked at the two of them and spoke with a sarcastic expression, "Ji Zishang, you are in vain for your lifetime, but you have not seen clearly the fake righteous person around you."
The Tuo Shuai's face was slightly dark, but Ji Zishang's expression was not changed.
"He pretended to approach you, in order to borrow your Juyizhuang's hand and fight with us both to lose money, and then he will reap the fisherman." Yi Xuechou said: "He is not for the morality of the world, but to help his sweetheart. Of course, there may be other thoughts in it, but we have to ask him."
Her tone was sarcastic. She flicked her nails lightly, wanting to see what would happen to the two people in front of her.
But even though the face of the Thief's coach changed, Ji Zishang looked light from beginning to end.
Yi Xuechou couldn't help frowning.
"Are you finished speaking?" Ji Zishang spoke.
Yi Xuechou was stunned and turned to laugh, thinking that this person was not crazy.
"Let Yan Yushu come out." Ji Zishang said again.
The thief couldn't help but look at him.
"Are you crazy?" Yi Xuechong said expressionlessly.
The night wind became a little anxious.
The people in the field subconsciously squinted their eyes.
Ji Zishang's sleeves moved lightly, as if they were wrapped in a breeze.
The strong murderous intent permeates here, making people feel cold and cold.
Even the thief could not help but shivered.
Yi Xuecuo's lips moved, and when she looked at the person in front of her, she had the idea of retreating.
On the side, the three ghosts of Lingxi, who were originally wearing a dead face, also changed their faces. One of them shook his body, and was actually confused by the intention of killing. The other two hurried to help, and the momentum between the field changed.
"The dragon in the palm of your hand is vast in the sea." Someone came from outside and walked leisurely, but his tone was not frivolous, but he praised him, "I am worthy of being the master of Ying Juxia."
Yi Xuechou was shocked.
Chapter completed!