Chapter 274 Husband, I like you!
Jiang Shouzhong stood among the ruins, feeling at a loss.
At this moment, his thoughts seemed to be kneaded into a mess by invisible hands, like a lonely boat that had lost its direction in the vast sea, tired and helpless.
In order to avenge Sister Ye and the villagers of Anhe Village, he agreed to Sister Nightingale's conditions, pretended to be Jiang Mo, married the Ran family, and entered the six gates.
For such a long time, he never thought about finding out the mastermind behind Anhe Village.
It turned out to be Sister Ye?
If Sister Ye is the murderer behind the massacre of Anhe Village, then she is not dead.
Where will she go?
Recalling every moment of getting along with Sister Ye in the past, and recalling Sister Ye’s gentle smile and caring tone, it feels like thousands of tiny needles are pricking my heart.
Why is this happening?
Jiang Shouzhong held his head, his mind was in confusion.
The sudden explosion woke him up.
Looking at He Benzquan's body, Jiang Shouzhong slowly regained his senses and said secretly: "Why should I believe what he said? Maybe He Benquan didn't lie to me, but is what he knows the truth?"
Thinking of this, Jiang Shouzhong perked up.
No matter what, he will not believe that Sister Ye is the executioner until he finds definite evidence.
In addition, Jiang Shouzhong also had doubts about the massacre of Qingzhou City mentioned by He Benquan.
Emperor Zhou Chang does not intend to let the people of Qingzhou live, that is for sure.
But as an emperor, as an emperor with an overall view, it is undoubtedly too childish to use this method to eliminate internal troubles.
Since ancient times, the reason why mobs have rioted is mostly because the people can no longer survive, are overwhelmed by heavy taxes and miscellaneous taxes, and collapsed by the torture of war.
That’s why I rose up and sought a way out for myself.
If life is good, who wants to rebel?
And many rebels are also because the country is about to fall apart. Now that the continent is initially stable, how many will rebel? Everyone who deserves to be killed has been killed, how brave are the remaining ones?
More importantly, destroying a prosperous city like Qingzhou would also be a heavy blow to the current continent.
This is a city, a city with more than 100,000 people.
Zhou Chang's move was undoubtedly to dig out a piece of flesh and blood from the cow in Dazhou. What's the benefit of bleeding yourself before the external trouble is solved?
Maybe it was because he wanted to vent his anger.
After all, the emperor is also a human being. He was so angry at these rioters that he took revenge.
But more importantly, as He Benquan said, the real purpose is Queen Shura and the Shura Undead Army.
Exchanging more than 100,000 people and an important city for Queen Shura and the Ten Thousand Spirits Army, is this deal really a good deal? Behind this, is Zhou Chang seeking other interests?
Jiang Shouzhong couldn't understand.
He intuitively felt that things were far from that simple.
He Benquan knew so much inside information because he had been the prefect of Qingzhou for several years and was a confidant of the prince, and his cousin was the emperor's favorite concubine.
What he said has a certain degree of credibility.
But he was just a prefect, not a roundworm in the emperor's belly.
It is impossible to know all the thoughts of the emperor and the court.
But no matter what, this guy really wants to save the people of Qingzhou, otherwise he can hide in Fengcheng and live incognito for the rest of his life.
Jiang Shouzhong sighed.
He knelt down and took out a piece of paper from He Benquan's hand.
Before he died just now, the other party took out this piece of paper from his arms and wanted to give it to him, but he didn't say what it was.
Jiang Shouzhong unfolded the blood-stained paper and found that it was a simple map of Qingzhou, which marked two so-called safe places, and there was also a tunnel leading outside the city.
"I guess the prince and the eldest princess have already left."
Seeing this tunnel, Jiang Shouzhong's last doubt disappeared.
Originally, he was still thinking about how the prince would leave after the rebels entered the city and surrounded him. Apparently, he had arranged an escape route early.
These two safe places are also to prevent oneself from being accidentally injured and hiding in them.
“It seems that He Benquan planned to let the people hide in these two safe places, but since they were dug secretly by the imperial court, there must be guards guarding them.”
Jiang Shouzhong thought for a moment, then took the map and left the ruins.
......
Back outside, the army outside the city began the first round of attacks.
A rain of arrows rained down from the sky densely, dyeing the sky into a haze of death.
The kerosene barrels fell from the sky one after another. The moment they hit the ground, they erupted with a deafening roar and tongues of fire raged.
On the streets and among the houses, scenes of horror were shocking. Burnt bodies were scattered everywhere. Panic spread like a plague. People screamed and ran away.
The wails of pain were intertwined with the sound of cracking wood and rocks, and despair and chaos intertwined into a doomsday scene.
Although he was mentally prepared, Jiang Shouzhong was still shocked when he saw this scene.
And at his feet, there was the body of a child.
“Jiang Mo!”
A familiar anxious voice came.
It is dyed with light dust.
The woman's figure looks slightly embarrassed, with a few scorch marks clearly visible on her clothes. Although her fair cheeks are stained by dust and smoke, her natural beauty cannot be concealed.
She swung her sword to avoid several falling arrows, and showed joy when she saw Jiang Shouzhong.
“Didn’t I ask you to leave Qingzhou?”
Jiang Shouzhong frowned.
Ran Qingchen grabbed his arm and said stubbornly: "I said, as long as you don't leave, I won't leave."
Jiang Shouzhong sighed helplessly and asked: "Head Where is your son?”
“We met Mr. Zhao and saved some people hiding in a large cellar. Now Nanshuang is still rescuing people, but I’m afraid that cellar won’t last long.”
Ran Qingchen looked at the corpse on the ground with some despair, "Jiang Mo, is it that the army of Nanjin Kingdom is coming?"
"It would be okay if it was the army of the Southern Jin Kingdom."
Jiang Shouzhong laughed at himself.
Ran Qingchen frowned: "What do you mean?"
Jiang Shouzhong didn't bother to explain too much and handed the map to Ran Qingchen: "There are two safe hiding places here. Can you Save as many people as you want."
"What about you?"
"I'll help you relieve the pressure." Jiang Shouzhong looked towards the outside of the city.
Ran Qingchen understood something, her pretty face turned pale, and she held the man's arm tighter: "I'll go with you!"
"Be obedient, wife."
Jiang Shouzhong patted the woman's hand and said softly, "I, Jiang Mo, will not die so easily. You must also protect yourself, save if you can, and forget it if you can't."
"What...what did you call me?"
Ran Qingchen stammered, the touching rouge color smeared through his cheeks.
“Daughter-in-law.”
Perhaps he was used to seeing too much life and death. At this time, Jiang Shouzhong was much more open-minded and said with a smile, “Otherwise, you should stop pursuing the art of swordsmanship, An. Forget it, Anwenwen is my daughter-in-law. I really can't bear to leave such a beautiful and kind daughter-in-law."
Ran Qingchen stood in shock, for a moment, her cheeks were stained with shame, and her heart bloomed quietly. Joy mixed together.
The once-suppressed emotions, tangled love, and hesitant emotions turned into honey at this moment, flooding from the bottom of my heart like a spring, and every inch of skin around my body seemed to be soaked by this sweetness.
It made her feel like she was in a dreamy cloud, light and dizzy, not knowing why.
My sister-in-law is right, Jiang Mo likes me.
He really likes me.
Boom!
The nearby house was in flames due to the impact of oil barrels.
Ran Qingchen came back to her senses, only to find that she was tightly protected in the man's arms.
“Daughter-in-law, will you do as I say?”
Jiang Shouzhong said.
Ran Qingchen nodded subconsciously, took the map from the man's hand, and looked at him with burning eyes: "You must be careful and don't show off. If something happens to you, I... ..."
"Don't worry, I won't let you be a widow."
Jiang Shouzhong kissed the woman's forehead and headed out of the city.
“Husband!”
The woman suddenly called out to him loudly.
Jiang Shouzhong turned around.
Under the ruins of the wall, among the rubble, a woman's figure stands prominently, her dress swaying gently, like a lily of the valley, blooming with splendor in the desolation.
"I...I like you too!"
Ran Qingchen's emotions were completely released like a river bursting its banks at this moment.
Jiang Shouzhong was stunned and said with a smile: "Let me just say, what woman is not fascinated by such a handsome man like me?"
"Smelly!"
< br>Ran Qingchen burst out laughing with tears in her eyes.
Watching the man go away, Ran Qingchen couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips.
The burdens and constraints that had accumulated in my heart were all blown away at this moment, replaced by an unprecedented relaxation.
The happiest thing in the world is to like someone, and the happiest thing is to be liked by others.
The sweetest thing is that two people like each other.
Ran Qingchen felt a little regretful.
It's a pity that my adopted sister is not here, I really want to share this moment with her.
......
Jiang Shouzhong swept all the way out of the city, and along the way there were rebels or fleeing people.
At this time, everyone still didn’t know what happened, thinking that the army of Nanjin Kingdom was attacking the city.
Jiang Shouzhong came to a secluded place and lay down on the ground. If he wanted to deal with an army, he obviously couldn't do it with his current strength, so he could only summon the demon king with a stronger cultivation level.
When he entered the underground palace, he did not summon the Demon Lord. In addition to still not trusting the other party, he thought that the Demon Lord would only seize the amber beads and ignore other things.
When the time comes, he will be seriously injured and will be unable to help Ran Qingchen and the others.
The higher the cultivation level, the more egoistic.
The Demon Lord is no exception.
At present, he has asked the rat demon to hide Amber Bead, and he can use this as a condition to ask the demon master to help him.
As the Shuiyue Dream Mirror emerged, the White-haired Cake King appeared.
Ripples spread out on the mirror surface, and the long hair as bright as the bright moon gently surrounds the flawless body, just like the frost and snow at the beginning of winter, with an enchanting posture.
“Oh, that’s good, I have become a master in the Tianhuang Realm.”
The Demon Lord joked in surprise.
Jiang Shouzhong looked directly at the woman in front of him and said: "I have obtained the amber bead, but it is not on me. Next, I need you to help me do something to deal with the army outside."
Jiang Shouzhong made the situation simple Said it again.
After hearing this, the Demon Lord narrowed his phoenix eyes and sneered: "Jiang Mo, are you playing tricks on me?"
"I just hope that we can trade fairly."
Jiang Shouzhong said lightly.
"Deal? Are you worthy of it!?"
The Demon Lord suddenly stretched out his hand and patted Jiang Shouzhong. His long white hair seemed to be pulled by the invisible wind and danced wantonly, like the Milky Way pouring down from the sky.
The mirror ripples spread layer by layer, slowly spreading in all directions in circles.
The woman's eyes suddenly turned red at this moment, like two burning fires of karma, and the killing intent contained in them was extremely strong.
Jiang Shouzhong was completely fearless and looked at him quietly.
However, the woman stopped when her palm was only an inch away from Jiang Shouzhong, and then took it back.
The Demon Lord changed from his previous domineering and violent attitude, his beautiful eyes turned into crescent moons, and he said with a smile: "My little brother is getting bolder and bolder. It's hard for my sister to scare me."
Jiang Shouzhong said calmly: "With your age, you are old enough to be my grandma."
The Demon Lord choked and was so angry.
She snorted angrily: "Ask me to deal with an army. Do you really think that the masters in the world can destroy the world? I will not die. And the soul was injured too much last time. So far, I have only recovered 70% to 80%.”
"Don't worry, I'm just letting you cause trouble."
Jiang Shouzhong said calmly, "Okay, no, forget it, I will deal with them myself."
"Okay, okay, who let the little brother be It’s my sister’s treasure.”
The Demon Master smiled charmingly.
Jiang Shouzhong was too lazy to flirt with the other party and closed his eyes.
The Demon Lord restrained his teasing and slowly lowered his head, pressing his fair hand on the opponent's chest.
In an instant, the mountains and rivers turned upside down.
After integrating her soul into Jiang Shouzhong's body, she stood up, and her hair became soft and bright and white again.
Some invisible hair strands were gently tangled all over her body as usual, and her appearance began to change, becoming more delicate. Compared to Dong Wuya, the Jiang Shouzhong in front of him was a serious woman with a male body.
“You brat, your health is getting better and better, I feel so comfortable.”
The Demon Lord murmured to himself, feeling the short-term freedom and comfort brought by this body.
The next moment, her figure flashed into the air.
The Demon Lord ignored the arrows and oil drums that were constantly splashing from the air, slowly closed his eyes, and released wisps of demonic power and consciousness through the streets and alleys.
After a moment, she suddenly opened her eyes and lightly grasped them with her fingers.
“Come out to me!”
A black spot was sucked out from the ground by her, and she grabbed it in her hand.
It was actually a mouse.
To be precise, it’s the monster Rat Rat.
With a gentle squeeze from the Demon Lord, the rat demon was forced to open its mouth and spit out two amber beads.
The Demon Lord threw the rat demon out, looked at the pair of mandarin duck amber beads in his palm and sneered: "You brat, do you want to have a fair deal with me?"
However, the next moment, the two amber beads in his hand melted into water.
The Demon Lord is a little confused.
Fake?
The Demon Lord gritted his teeth.
This little bastard is so arrogant!
She waved her sleeves and fanned an oil drum that was shot in the air, and sighed: "That's all, my sister won't be angry this time. Who can tell my sister to be kind? Just help my little brother."
The Demon Lord stepped into the air and flew towards the team outside the city.
Arriving in front of the mighty military formation, the Demon Lord saw his sleeves slightly spread and flicked them lightly.
For a moment, the ground trembled.
Several boulders weighing more than a thousand pounds, carrying an irresistible momentum, rushed straight towards the giant weapons and armored soldiers waiting in formation.
"Boom——"
Several giant machines instantly twisted and deformed under the impact of the boulders, making a shattering and roaring sound. The surrounding soldiers who were affected were directly smashed into bloody mud.
The Demon Lord shook his head slightly, and the originally soft white hair grew wildly like spirituality, continuously extending, passing through the armor and flesh of the surrounding soldiers.
Like countless silver arrows, they penetrated each body silently.
“Line up and kill the enemy!”
The middle-aged general was not afraid of danger and shouted loudly.
The remaining soldiers quickly formed a square formation, took out their shields to protect themselves, and shot arrows at the Demon Lord.
There are also some soldiers scattered around, moving quietly like cheetahs, and then gradually shrinking the encirclement.
Hearing bursts of sharp "whoosh" sounds piercing the sky, several giant arrows as thick as arms were launched high into the sky by special mechanical devices.
Subsequently, a huge net woven from tough fibers fell from the sky, covering the place where the demon king was like a dark cloud.
As Yan Changqing once said, the rivers and lakes are still the rivers and lakes, and the imperial court is still the imperial court.
The best master in the world can play a certain role on the battlefield, but he cannot withstand the powerful offensive of the army.
However, the Demon Lord does not intend to resist this army forcefully. Her goal is to interfere with these people as much as possible, and destroy some giant weapons by the way, giving Ran Qingchen and others time to save people.
The Demon Lord’s feet were like wind, and he avoided the giant net like a ghost.
Then, she pushed with both palms, and the two originally stable giant trebuchets instantly fell apart.
Then she rushed into the ranks of soldiers with thunderous momentum, like a wild beast breaking into a flock of sheep. In an instant, a large group of soldiers flew out, blood splattering.
The middle-aged general pursed his lips and looked coldly.
He made a quick gesture.
Dozens of soldiers hung oil drums on their horses and rushed towards the Demon Lord on horseback.
When they were close to the opponent's attack range, these soldiers jumped off their horses one after another, allowing the horses with oil barrels to rush in front of the Demon Lord, and exploded one after another.
The fire was blazing, and the flames reached the sky.
But the next moment, Dan heard a loud noise, and fire was like a dragon, flying in all directions, affecting the surrounding soldiers.
The soldiers who were burned kept screaming.
When the general reacted, the Demon Lord appeared in front of him.
“Seeking death!”
The general's eyes flashed coldly.
What he hates most on weekdays are these monks.
Because one of his men accidentally killed an old woman, he was kicked off his horse by a female monk. He was disabled for life and could no longer march or fight.
In anger, he found the female monk, captured her, stripped her naked and dragged her to death on the ground.
The female monk was still pregnant at that time.
At this time, four figures suddenly appeared from the ground and surrounded the Demon Lord.
These four people were dressed in black robes and held crescent sickles in their hands. There was a slender iron chain hanging from the bottom of the sickles. They were well cultivated.
“I didn’t expect to be able to fight against the famous Demon Lord. The four of us are extremely honored.”
One of the men in black robes said with a sinister smile.
The Demon Lord was too lazy to talk nonsense and went straight towards the general to kill, intending to capture the thief first and capture the king first.
The four people moved and attacked together.
These four people are not very high individually, but they have a tacit understanding with each other, and the spells they perform are quite strange. After waving a palm, their figures immediately dispersed like smoke.
At first, the Demon Lord was unable to break away from the entanglement of these four people. No matter how he attacked, these four people seemed to be just hallucinations that could not be killed or thrown away, which made her upset.
After a few rounds, the Demon Lord suddenly laughed: "I thought it was some kind of powerful spell, but it turned out to be a group of rats."
As soon as the words fell, the Demon Lord slammed towards the ground One shot, one catch.
Amidst the explosion, something similar to a vine was grabbed by the Demon Lord. He pulled it hard, and saw four men whose bodies were connected to the vine being dragged out.
“Siamese people?”
The Demon Lord sneered and flicked his wrist.
The four of them exploded into blood and mud while screaming in agony.
The general finally changed his expression, pulled the reins, and prepared to turn the horse's head to the back of the team.
"Want to run away now? It's too late!"
A woman's sarcastic voice came to my ears.
The general was horrified and drew his sword and slashed at the Demon Lord. As a result, the opponent grabbed the blade lightly, broke it into two pieces and inserted it into his eyes, causing blood to gush out.
The general screamed and wailed.
Bang!
With a slender white palm, the man's head flew into the sky.
(End of this chapter)