Fengshen Wendaoxing

Outside Chongcheng.

Looking at Shen Gang kneeling down, Ji Chang hesitated.

"Don't worry, General Shen, why don't we ignore Marquis Caozhou?"

Jiang Ziya smiled and said: "Please get up quickly, we will definitely try our best to rescue Marquis Caozhou, right, my lord?"

Ji Chang nodded slightly.

"Thank you, Xi Bohou, and thank you, Prime Minister."

Only then did Shen Gang hear the words and turned his worries into joy, he stood up, and it was obvious that he was very loyal to Chong Heihu.

Jiang Ziya looked at Bei Chong's envoy in a blink of an eye, and said, "Tell me how to exchange?"

The scribe said: "My lord said that if Xibohou agrees, the two armies will change in half an hour."

Jiang Ziya nodded to Ji Chang.

Ji Changdao: "Okay, the Marquis agrees, and change in half an hour."

…

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after dinner.

Beibohou Mansion in the city.

Lu Chuan sat on the steps in the courtyard of the Hou Mansion, holding a small knife in his hand and lightly carving on the half-palm-long wood.

With a focused and serious expression, a human silhouette appeared in the half of the wood soon after.

He is not Li Tanhua, so the sculpture is not a beauty.

He is carving a big man worshiping a black tiger.

He had learned a sinister secret technique in the East China Sea, and he needed such a portrait, but now he was hesitant to use this secret technique on Chong Heihu.

It is true that this person wants to kill his brother, but in Lu Chuan's eyes he is definitely not a bad person.

Because Chonghou Tiger is really not a good thing.

He is full of evil, has harmed countless people, and is hated by all the people. Everyone is gnashing their teeth and looking forward to his death.

It is undeniable that it is an admirable act of killing relatives.

When he talked with Di Xin in the palace that night, his original intention was to let Chonghouhu die, but he couldn't die in Ji Chang's hands, otherwise it would only help Ji Chang's good reputation.

To be honest, if it weren't for the place of Beichong, which was related to the overall situation of the world, then Lu Chuan would never have saved the father and son.

Lu Chuan was afraid of harming his own morality to save such two treacherous and evil people.

Although Lu Chuan thinks that everyone is complicated, and it is too one-sided to judge a person simply by two words, good or bad, but Chonghouhu, father and son, are really bad!

A thousand cuts would be cheap for them.

But in this world, only the blood of the Chong family can inherit the title.

Once Chonghouhu and his son died, there would be only Chongheihu as the legal heir, and this guy happened to have a good relationship with Jichang.

If he wanted to master Beichong, wouldn't he be with Xiqi?

In Lu Chuan's thinking, the statue quickly took shape.

Soon, a mighty and lifelike general in armor took shape in his hands.

Only the face is not done yet.

"Chong~Black~Tiger!"

Lu Chuan stopped and looked at the statue in his hand.

After pondering for a while, suddenly he got up and left the Hou's mansion, and came to the tower of the south gate.

Looking down from the tower, in the distance is the Xiqi army waiting in full battle, with powerful qi and blood gathered in one place.

Invisibly, there seems to be an invisible lead cloud covering this place, which makes people feel heavy.

Lu Chuan's heart trembled, this is the battlefield and the army.

With an army of 100,000, except for those at the peak of martial arts, even if the innate warriors entered, they would never want to come out in one piece.

A mighty general rode a horse with a knife, yelling and cursing loudly in front of the city gate, with a strong breath, he should be the number one general of Xiqi, Nangong Shi.

"grown ups!"

The soldiers on the tower saluted.

Lu Chuan nodded. Although he couldn't see clearly from too far away, he knew that Jiang Ziya must be in the army.

He walked from the tower to Chongheihu. Chongheihu was tied to the flagpole of the Beichong banner, gritted his teeth and said nothing.

"snort!"

Seeing Lu Chuan coming, Chong Heihu snorted coldly and turned his head to one side.

"Has Marquis Cao cured of cursing?"

Lu Chuan deliberately asked the soldier next to him.

"What do you want, Lu?"

After hearing this, Chong Heihu snorted and said: "Is there any way you have discussed, let me go soon."

Lu Chuan waved his hand, and the little soldiers walked away knowingly.

"Brother Heihu, this envoy will not hide from you."

Lu Chuan found a step and sat down, and said, "When we were discussing, according to your brother's intention, he was going to trade people for people, and trade you for his family."

Chongheihu's eyes flashed joy.

"But don't be too happy."

Lu Chuan smiled and said, "You know, since the envoy has appeared here, things will definitely not be that simple. Are you happy?"

Chong Heihu's face became a little ugly.

He glared at Lu Chuan, where did such a bastard special envoy come from, he was really good at torturing people.

The flame of hope that had just been given to him was stamped out in front of his eyes with a bang the next moment. Did you not forget to ask him if he was happy at the end?

I drive you uncle!

Clang!

Suddenly Chong Heihu's body tightened, and Lu Chuan suddenly stood up and drew a soldier's knife and walked towards him step by step.

Chong Heihu asked in shock: "What... do you want to do?"

"Old Hei, you murdered your own brother, it's against human ethics, it's against the law of heaven."

Lu Chuan said: "Today, I, Lu, will act for the heavens and kill you on behalf of justice, to see if you have the face to face your parents and ancestors under the nine springs."

As he spoke, he slowly lifted the knife and pointed it at Chong Heihu's neck.

"Huh, I admire Heihu's actions. He is worthy of the sky and the ground. He is worthy of all the people in the middle."

Chong Heihu said awe-inspiringly: "Even if Jiuquanzhi has no face to face his parents and ancestors, I don't regret it. Come on, I won't be a good man if I blink."

"He's been chopped off, so of course he can't blink."

Lu Chuan smiled and raised his long knife.

Chong Heihu gritted his teeth, his whole body was tense like a bow, and he stared angrily at Lu Chuan without closing his eyes.

hum!

Ling Lie's sword light flashed past, and the blade edge fell on Chong Heihu's neck.

A wisp of bright red slowly flowed along the blade.

Snapped!

Chong Heihu's sweat dripped to the ground.

Lu Chuan said, "Did you blink?"

Chong Heihu's pupils contracted and he remained motionless.

The knife was at his throat right now, cutting through the skin and making his hair stand on end. At this moment, he didn't dare to swallow even a mouthful of saliva, let alone speak.

He was afraid that if he moved, the knife would cut his throat.

Lu Chuan retracted the knife and threw it back. With a "clang", it was inserted into the scabbard of a soldier whose legs were weak.

Chong Heihu panted heavily, sweating profusely, like a fish dying on the shore.

No one likes the feeling of walking before the gate of hell.

"Why didn't you kill me?"

After panting for a moment, he raised his head and asked Lu Chuan.

Lu Chuan stared at Chong Heihu, and suddenly whispered to him: "Because the king wants to change to Bei Bohou."

"Um?"

Chong Heihu widened his eyes.

The transition was so fast that his brain couldn't keep up.

"Your elder brother has used the name of the king these years, filled his own pockets and done countless outrageous things."

Lu Chuan looked out of the city with his hands behind his back, and said calmly: "Are you really a king who doesn't know anything about this?"

Chong Heihu said: "Then why doesn't he care?"

"Your Chong family is also one of the four great princes. You have also seen the consequences of the king killing the two princes in the southeast a few years ago."

Lu Chuan impromptuly said: "If you kill your eldest brother, you know what kind of person your nephew is. He must be the next Jiang Wenhuan and Eshun?"

Chong Heihu nodded thoughtfully.

What the special envoy said... seems to make sense.

Lu Chuan said, "Fortunately, this time, the envoy finally found out that the Chong family has a loyal man who can be the Beibohou."

"Then my lord, why didn't you let me capture him and take him to the Zhou camp to be convicted by Lord Xibo?"

"Conviction? You are so confused, Marquis of Caozhou! In terms of title, Ji Chang is only one of the four great princes. What qualifications does he have to convict Bei Bohou, who is also one of the four great princes?"

Lu Chuan sneered, and said, "Didn't you let him convict your brother to tell the world that your Beichong is not as good as Xiqi?

Besides, Ji Chang is famous for killing your elder brother and doing justice for the heavens, but what about you, what do you have? "

Chong Heihu's righteousness said awe-inspiringly: "It's a duty."

Lu Chuan: "Emmmm..."

The child is hopeless.

"Ji Chang made it clear that he was using you, but you were sold and paid for it. It's really unreasonable."

"What do you mean, my lord?"

Lu Chuan said: "No matter how you say it, you and Chonghouhu are brothers of the same mother and compatriots, and the same blood is flowing on their bodies, right?"

Chong Heihu nodded.

"But have you ever thought about it, even if you and Ji Chang succeed this time, people in the world will only praise Xibohou for doing justice for the sky.

As for you in Caozhou, to put it nicely, it means killing relatives righteously, and at worst, it means murdering one's own brother, which is worse than a beast. "

Lu Chuan said: "This is against human relations, and it will be reprimanded forever.

Besides, do you think that after this incident, Ji Chang will still trust you, a person who even betrayed his own elder brother? "

Chong Heihu was stunned after hearing this.

He knew that his elder brother did a lot of evil, and he persuaded him ten years ago, but Chonghouhu not only did not restrain himself, but intensified it.

So when Ji Chang wrote to him to persuade him to kill his relatives righteously, he didn't think much about it, so he agreed to the matter.

But now after the special envoy gave him an analysis, his back was covered in cold sweat.