Datang: At The Beginning, Li Er Forced Me To Rebel

"Sure... poof!"

Li Er gritted his teeth and roared out the last sentence.

The final sound of a quasi-character, at the end, directly turned into a spray of blood mist.

Shame, humiliation, shame!

This "God Khan" who has never been so aggrieved

After going through this scene, Bi Zhang Yan rebelled against the Tang Dynasty, and "God's Scourge" bombed the ancestral hall of his own ancestors.

Li Er's wind disease was finally stimulated to attack!

After spewing out two taels of worthless blood again.

When he rolled his eyes, he straightened and fell backwards.

I don't know whether it should be called luck in misfortune...or Li Er was really unlucky.

When Li Er fell down.

Just bumped into the altar behind which God Haotian was enshrined.

It was because of the cushion of the altar that the back of Li Er's head did not directly collide with the hard gold bricks on the ground.

Knock ten thousand peach blossoms to bloom, and die in place!

But it was also because of this collision.

Actually let the tablet of Haotian God enshrined on the table case suddenly make a wish.

The three-foot-three-inch-high god, under the horrified eyes of the crowd, suddenly fell down.

He slapped the unconscious Li Er heavily.

Fortunately, the waiter who was standing aside to serve reacted very quickly.

He dragged Li Er aside.

Otherwise, even if this Li Er was not crushed to death by the hard floor tiles of the Hall of Prayer for Good Harvests, he would still have to be slapped to death by this nanmu carved tablet!

God... Heaven's law is hard to tolerate? Haotian God can't stand it?

No one cared about this unbelievable scene.

In the blink of an eye, the Hall of Prayer for Good Harvest, which was originally quiet and could be heard falling needles, suddenly became a mess.

Under the shouts of a group of officials who were silent like the mud bodhisattva.

Li Er, who was unconscious, was immediately carried down by a group of frightened servants.

Hand it over to a medical officer.

This can be called an unimaginable court meeting, and it ended hastily with Li Er being carried away.

And until this 520 moment, everyone discovered that the eldest grandson Wuji who had vowed to die with Li Er was still kneeling on the ground.

"Auxiliary machine brother, thanks to you today!"

Du Ruhui was still immersed in the terrifying atmosphere before, and some of them didn't recover.

Then Wei Zheng, who was standing behind Changsun Wuji, stepped forward to help Changsun Wuji up.

Whoever imagined it, touched Changsun Wuji's back with his hand.

It was cold to the touch!

Don't look at Changsun Wuji's confrontation with Li Er just now, with extraordinary momentum and direct admonition without fear.

But the kind of fear that could be smashed to pieces at any time, and beyond redemption.

There are simply not enough words to describe it!

Biting cold sweat, after Li Er said the quasi-word.

In an instant, his whole clothes were wet.

In this contest, it is considered light to say that it directly lost his three years of lifespan.

With his brain instantly relaxed, Changsun Wuji didn't even know what happened after Li Er finished saying that quasi-word.

Like a fool, I was stunned there!

Feeling something wrong with Changsun Wuji, Wei Zheng was startled.

Fang Xuanling at the side rushed to his side with a single stride, and pinched Changsun Wuji's veins with his hands, feeling it hastily.

Directly sink the qi into the dantian, exhale and make a sound.

"Hey! Wake up!"

There was a slap in the face like thunder, and finally woke up the eldest grandson Wuji who was almost in a state of the living dead.

The whole person is like a fish whose backbone has been pumped out.

Directly from kneeling down to sitting slumped on the ground.

His face was like gold paper, his eyes were staring straight ahead, and he was panting heavily.

It's like wanting to swallow all the lost souls back.

With that appearance, how embarrassing it really is (cjdd) how embarrassing it is.

How can there be any trace of the first assistant of the Tang Dynasty, the prime minister of the town!

But at this moment, no one would laugh at him, even seeing this scene, not even a single person who spoke.

Du Ruhui, who was originally sluggish, has come to his senses this time.

Seeing this scene, he immediately waved his hand.

All the officials present immediately understood what he meant, and immediately retreated silently.

The embarrassment of the prime minister and the dignity of the chief assistant are beyond their reach.

In the blink of an eye, the originally chaotic Hall of Prayer for Good Harvests became quiet again.

All the officials, together with the servants, eunuchs, and guards all retreated.

Only Fang Du and Wei Zheng stayed by Changsun Wuji's side silently.

"Old man, he is destined to be hacked into pieces, his bones blown to ashes..."

I don't know how long it took, but Changsun Wuji barely regained his breath and regained a little bit of strength.

I don't know why, but I said such a sentence out of the blue.

Just such a short time, Changsun Wuji looks as if he has aged ten years all of a sudden!

Hearing his words, Fang Xuanling, Du Ruhui, and Wei Zheng unexpectedly remained silent.

It's just that their faces are obviously darker.

Today, it was Changsun Wuji's determination to risk his life to pieces.

Only then did he push the crazy Li Er back.

But... next time?

The next time, when the situation like today happens again, how should they deal with it?

Who will be this warrior who can be smashed to pieces at any time?

Changsun Wuji said that he was doomed to be hacked into pieces, his bones would be blown to pieces, but following this trend...

How could they escape this ending?

Work hard all your life, and you will end up like this when you grow old.

It's miserable to think about it!

"...Brother Auxiliary Machine, we are all for Datang, so what's the point of being smashed to pieces?"

After all, Wei Zheng was still an upright character, he hesitated for a long time before he could say such a dry word.

It's just that anyone can hear the helplessness in his words.

Even Wei Zheng, a straightforward person, started to say things against his will.

What kind of world is this?!

Everyone present sighed again in unison.

Trembling, Fang Xuanling subdued Changsun Wuji.

"For the future, let's talk about it in the future! Let's each do our best!"

Fang Xuanling said helplessly.

"Although it was a difficult day today, His Majesty finally gave up his desire to attack Goguryeo and focused on the Western Regions! This is not too bad!"

Hearing these words, everyone's expressions finally softened a little.

"Yes! At least His Majesty still has reason, and we won't be so pessimistic!"

Changsun Wuji also squeezed out a smile that was uglier than crying.

Just now, he was ready to be torn to pieces by the furious Li Er.

Even the entire eldest grandson's family was forced to break with the Li Tang Dynasty and become a humble funeral object.

Now, a life can be recovered.

From the endless despair, I can see some hope.

Although it is very likely that it is just drinking poison to quench thirst.

But what else could he not be satisfied with?

"Yeah, the situation is not that pessimistic yet, maybe God will give me hope...

Fang Xuanling also squeezed out a smile, wanting to follow the words of Changsun Wuji.

Give cheers to everyone present.

But only halfway through the words, the smile on his face froze there.

In front of them, Li Er, whose mouth was bleeding, had already been hurriedly carried down by the servants for first aid.

It's just that one piece should have been on the high altar table, enjoying the highest standard of worship, and then bless the country of Tang Dynasty.

But in the end, it almost fell off and directly smashed to death Li Er, the thick Haotian Great Emperor Nanmu God Table.

At this moment, he was still lying face down, powerless, on the ground!

That way, there is an indescribable weirdness!

It's like an old man who hates iron but not steel. He would rather lie on the ground than look at those unworthy descendants.

For a while, everyone was silent.

The child is silent, strange and chaotic.

But at this moment, the four most loyal veterans of the Li Tang Dynasty present.

But it was a trance feeling that there was an unintentional cold wind blowing by!

The blow made their hairs stand on end.

Where dare to say a word, they looked at each other.

Dejected, he left in a hurry!

In the city of Chang'an.

Zhangsun Wuji and the others stood with their hairs blown by the cold and strange wind, and fled in a barren way.

Outside Chang'an City.

Two old men riding on horses, their armor was wet by rain and dew.

However, he felt that his heart was almost turned into a lump of ice by the endless chill.

On the empty Longshou Plain, you can still see locusts that haven't eaten enough and wantonly devoured the last bit of greenery.

Startled by the sound of horseshoes shaking the ground.

Before it could fly, it was directly trampled into a puddle of hard yellow mud.

Pedestrians with expressionless faces but with despair in their eyes can be seen everywhere.

If you change the usual.

Even if there is something urgent.

The two veterans who rushed to the front of the team would stop to watch this scene of hell on earth no matter what.

But now, the two of them had no intention of stopping at all.

Not only this way, they have long been used to seeing this scene.

It is because they are still thinking about something more important than this hell-like scene in front of them.

A few days ago, these two were still sitting in the border camp, commanding thousands of troops and guarding the most core territory for Datang.

But two Hongling urgent reports came out of the blue.

In the blink of an eye, they removed all their official positions and took back all their military power.

It brought them an earth-shattering bad news.

A news that is even more terrifying than the death of the emperor, which can be called absurd news!

The two people who were surprised were both over 50 years old and veterans who had just stepped down from military power.

He didn't even have time to take off his battle armor, and he took people with him, traveling day and night, and rushed to Chang'an at a speed faster than Hongling's urgent report.

"arrive!"

Finally, just when they, the sweaty and bloody BMW that was almost foaming at the mouth, were about to be run away to death.

At last they saw the place to which they were so anxious.

The two veterans, whose faces were as heavy as water, hadn't come to loosen their faces yet.

In the next second, their eyes were all bigger than walnuts.

Almost fell straight from the galloping horse!

"My God... Oh my God! This, is this still Chang'an?!".