Tiandao doesn't work today

In Anqiu City, the third uncle of the Zhu family had just started to heal his wounds when suddenly there was a sound of thunder.

Then there was a violent explosion. He was recovering from his injuries. He was shocked by this and vomited a mouthful of blood.

Listening to the Zhu Mansion, it was also chaotic and noisy.

The Zhu family's ancestral hall has become a ruins, and the scene is still echoing with mana fluctuations.

"What happened!"

The third uncle of the Zhu family rushed to the scene without caring about healing, wondering if the monk had taken action himself? Dare to attack Zhu Mansion directly?

When he arrived here, he saw Zhu Xiazhi and Zhu Boliang in the crowd, both of whom were pale and murmuring.

"How is it possible that the divine magic weapon was shattered by lightning?"

It turns out that just now, a thunderbolt from the clear sky fell from the sky and shattered Zhu Mansion's magical weapon.

Then the magic weapon exploded, destroying the entire ancestral hall.

"Who did it? Or..." Zhu Xiazhi looked up at the sky, but the sky was clear and there were no enemies or thunderclouds.

The magic weapon burst into pieces, this is a very ominous sign!

Is it the wrath of God? Having just become the in-laws of the Gods, the Zhu family has nothing to worry about. Even if the Tufa clan may break the city, at least the family has nothing to worry about.

But what does this mean now?

"Report! The Tufa clan is attacking the city again!"

"The thief chief issued a message to the city. If he doesn't surrender, he will not seal the sword for three days after the city is broken."

The elders of the Zhu family were all shocked, and then they all looked at the third uncle.

"Third Uncle, didn't you say that the thieves chief was seriously injured and will not attack the city again in a short time?"

"He was seriously injured and it was impossible to recover so quickly. The monk must have given him a pill to calm the injury." The third uncle of the Zhu family looked solemn and immediately picked up his weapon and ran towards the city.

Yes, there is a monk on the other side. Although he does not attack mortals and only helps with small things, it is not difficult to heal the bald wizard wolf or temporarily control his injuries.

The third uncle of the Zhu family arrived at the city wall, and when he saw Wu Lang, his face suddenly turned ugly.

Witch Wolf does still have hidden injuries, but they are generally stable.

It even seems to be a blessing in disguise, the momentum is a bit stronger, and there seems to be a breakthrough.

"No, I don't have the jade flute, but he is getting better... I have no choice but to fight to the end." The third uncle of the Zhu family said bitterly.

Zhu Boliang was nearby. After hearing this, his expression changed and he quickly asked the people in the city loudly: "On the day of Rigel's great joy, do you dare to attack the city? Aren't you afraid of the wrath of the god?"

The bald wizard wolf sneered: "Hahaha! Your Zhu family really makes me laugh to death!"

"You want to marry the gods, but then you kill the priests and trample on the power of the gods. I think your Zhu family is about to die, why don't you quickly open the city and kneel down!"

Zhu Boliang was shocked and killed the priest? No ah!

Then I was shocked. Could it be that something went wrong on Miaohan's side?

She can actually kill gods? How dare you kill a god!

No wonder the thunderbolt from the clear sky shattered the magic weapon, it was over!

He quickly ran back to Zhu's Mansion and told his father the situation.

Zhu Xiazhi took a breath of cold air: "It's like this! It's like this?"

Marriage by the gods is nothing more than a ceremony. There are certain sacrifices, and the gods send their priests to pick up the person.

I have never heard of someone who could go wrong in the last step and kill a priest by force?

"It's a disaster, what should we do now?" Zhu Xiazhi murmured.

At this moment, Yueqin dragged her clothes and came to the meeting hall.

Seeing her, Zhu Xiazhi felt a little guilty. He married his daughter to the gods and could not see each other again. Of course, he hid this from Yue Qin.

But now, Yueqin obviously knows everything.

First, the house was decorated with lights and colorful decorations, and there was bursts of joy, and then thunder fell from the sky and the ancestral hall was shattered. These were major events that could not be concealed.

However, Leqin did not say this, but said seriously: "Husband, Xue'er has many ideas and opinions since she was a child. After she went to Gaomi, she fought against the barbarians, and her strength is not what it used to be."

"If you can kill a god now, you must have something to say. Since the god is angry, it's better to resist to the end."

In front of all the elders, she is a concubine and has no business to speak.

Today is the first time I have come to this meeting hall to speak loudly and help my husband make decisions.

There were elders present who were already annoyed with Miaohan for disobeying his orders and offending the gods. Now when they saw Yueqin spewing nonsense, they stood up and said, "How can you say anything like this..."

"Then come up with your idea!" Leqin glared angrily, and a surge of momentum instantly pushed the elder back.

Everyone was shocked, who would have expected that an unknown concubine could be so powerful with a serious face.

Zhu Xiazhi quickly stepped forward to support her: "Qin'er, you are pregnant. Don't move around. Go back to your room and have a good rest."

Leqin said solemnly: "It's not me who makes things difficult for my husband. For decades, I have silently supported any of my husband's decisions and never said a word."

"I just hope this family is peaceful and everyone is well."

"But today, I don't want to see a timid and confused man."

"You are the head of the family, you are the backbone. My daughter and I, as well as everyone in the family, all hope that you can stand up and support the family, instead of being left alone."

Her voice was soft and gentle, and Zhu Xia's heart almost broke.

Zhu Xiazhi looked at his beloved woman, thinking that she had been accompanying him in obscurity for so many years, with no desire, no desire, and nothing.

In a critical moment, he stood up and gently encouraged himself. This was to support him wholeheartedly, how could he not be moved.

"Qin'er, I made you laugh." Zhu Xiazhi couldn't help but feel ashamed when he thought about how he would ask people what to do when he met someone.

Yueqin said softly: "How can you laugh? My husband was very arrogant and unruly in those days, and he was never timid in doing things."

"I would rather make a mistake than be timid."

"I just hope that my husband will let me go and do it today. Even if I can't save it, I will try my best. No matter what the result is, I will accept it without any regrets."

She was very gentle and encouraged Zhu Xiazhi with her gentle words.

Zhu Xiazhi felt this unreserved support, suddenly felt a heavy burden on him, and his temperament changed.

The whole person seemed to be twenty years younger.

"I know what to do. I will protect this family and I will never let you get hurt."

Zhu Xiazhi's eyes were firm, feeling her determination to protect her family no matter what, Yue Qin smiled.

"You are pregnant, take a good rest, and leave this family to me."

He hugged Leqin tightly and then sent Leqin back to the backyard.

Zhu Xiazhi returned to the meeting hall and said loudly: "Elders in the family, please follow me to the city gate!"

Everyone was shocked. Did the whole family join the battle together?

Zhu Boliang said anxiously: "Father, my third uncle is fighting to the death at the top of the city. He may not be able to hold on for half a day. How can he resist to the end?"

"Bring the official documents, the household registration of the people in the city, and the treasury yellow records, Kaicheng surrenders." Zhu Xiazhi said firmly.

"..." His son was stunned.

The elders in the family looked at each other and turned around, but it turned out that they still wanted to surrender.

That's fine, but why keep it if you can't keep it?

Unexpectedly, Zhu Boliang, who had been urging surrender at this time, instead said anxiously: "Father, if we surrender early, of course it is possible, but now we have fought with the barbarians for two battles, and we have hated the gods. I am afraid there will be no benefit in surrendering now..."

What he meant was that surrendering directly would have many benefits. But if you offend the enemy and then surrender, it will be hard to say.

But Zhu Xiazhi said without hesitation: "It doesn't matter, as long as you can survive. Family property, wealth... everything can be thrown away. I just hope you are safe."

"It would be okay if the bald hair is gone, but as for the Witch Wolf... I'm afraid I won't be able to control my life or death." Zhu Boliang said with some fear.

"What do you have in mind!" Zhu Xiazhi said in a deep voice.

His son lowered his head and said nothing, and had no idea.

Zhu Xiazhi said loudly: "Uncle San can't hold on for half a day. If you don't surrender now, what are you waiting for?"

"Opening the door now will also serve as a surrender and dedication to the city. Only when the enemy takes the initiative to enter the city will they really be in danger of destroying the family."

"Okay, I've made up my mind, surrender!"

At this time, he became decisive again.

Immediately, he passed on a dozen orders, opened the treasury, and led the tribe to the city gate.

"If you don't surrender, then I will have no choice but to massacre the city!" Wu Lang shouted outside the city.

Zhu Xiazhi immediately asked his son to shoot an arrow and send a message to express his intention to surrender.

"Hey, I really surrendered. Taoist, your calculation was accurate." Wu Lang was pleasantly surprised.

The monk next to him said calmly: "Destiny is yours. I know with just a few fingers that he is going to surrender. Heaven rarely gives such accurate hexagrams."

"Okay, okay, that old man in the city is really troublesome. I don't dare to delay him any longer." The bald-haired Witch Wolf said.

A raid on Anqiu is a huge risk and can only be fought quickly.

Especially when he learned that the murdered priest was located not far from Anqiu City, he knew that strong men had arrived from Gaomi.

If it drags on any longer, he will have no choice but to withdraw his troops... Just kidding, a strong man who kills gods must have some heaven-defying magic item on hand.

He now also understands that although the destined person is protected by the law of heaven, the strange objects are contrary to the heaven. It is possible for such a chaotic person to kill the destined person by force.

If not for this, how could he, the Bald-haired Clan, end up where he is now? The clan suffered numerous casualties, and his father was beheaded by a human formation.

His younger brother Bald Yulu also died in Gaomi. This all shows that the power of strange objects exceeds the calculation of heaven.

At this time in Anqiu City, the third uncle of the Zhu family looked downcast and walked down despite his injuries.

"Master, I haven't fallen yet!"

Zhu Xiazhi supported his third uncle: "When you fall, the Zhu family will be finished."

"Third uncle, you are over seventy years old. You have worked hard these years. How can I bear to have you die in battle on the city wall?"

The third uncle said excitedly: "If you die, you will die! If you fight to the death, there may be a turn for the better."

Zhu Xiazhi gave a bitter smile: "Third uncle, I am getting old too, I am fifty years old..."

"The sage said that you know your destiny when you are fifty. Today, your destiny is outside the city. I really regret my hesitation and resistance before. In fact, as long as I can save my family, I will be very satisfied."

"You don't have to be humiliated here. I'll kneel down here to welcome the Bald Haired Master."

The third uncle really couldn't defend the city, so he sighed and walked away immediately.

If he stays here, the bald-haired wizard wolf will definitely humiliate and kill him when he enters the city. Will he resist or not? If he resisted, Wu Lang would probably go on a killing spree in anger, so he might as well avoid it.

"Boom."

The city gate opened wide, and Zhu Xiazhi, his son, and even more than a dozen celebrities from the Zhu family knelt beside the road.

The bald wizard wolf rode into the city and laughed: "Who is Zhu Xiazhi?"

"The villain is..." Zhu Xiazhi kowtowed.

"You know what's interesting!" Wu Lang smiled ferociously.

Zhu Xiazhi immediately asked his son to hand over the official seal list, indicating that all the granaries in the city and the Zhu family's treasury were presented.

"Go get it quickly!" Wu Lang was very anxious and immediately ordered his troops to rush into the treasury.

He had no intention of defending the city, he just wanted to make a quick buck and run away.

The nature of the witch wolf is like this. Although because of the achievements of Bald Hair and Destruction, he understands that he must rely on the wealthy family and not kill and plunder wantonly, but now he can't learn it even if he wants to.

If he dares to stay in Anqiu, the high-density rebels will dare to kill him. The solution for now is to quickly stay away from the place of right and wrong.

"Take away food, armor, weapons, horses... and training supplies..."

"Taoist, I'm sorry to trouble you, the cultivation resources are all yours."

Wu Lang said to the monk next to him. The monk nodded lightly, gave him a piece of jade, and flew over the treasury, waving his hand and taking away a large amount of supplies.

This is what lies within one’s sleeves!

However, monks cannot rob at will, let alone directly order mortals to give things, because monks cannot have secular power.

But it was possible for him to exchange a piece of jade for supplies from Tufa.

This kind of pretentious transaction often occurs, for example, when a monk is a guest of a wealthy family and receives benefits, he must be educated.

Another example is leaving a formation for someone in exchange for some resources.

"Ah!"

"The barbarians have entered the city..."

The people were panicking and shouting because apart from the soldiers and horses who were clearing the treasury, there were also a group of bald soldiers who had nothing to do and went directly into people's homes or robbed and planted seeds in the mansions of wealthy families.

"The city of Anqiu has been returned to the Tufa clan. Please, Your Highness, seal the sword!" A Zhu family scholar said in surprise.

There is no doubt that the Zhu Mansion is the largest in the city, and people have already gone there.

"Pfft!"

Wu Lang didn't bother to explain, so he slashed his head with his backhand.

"Ah!" The kneeling scholars of the Zhu family were immediately horrified.

"How did you..." Zhu Boliang was about to speak.

Zhu Xiazhi knelt down on his head and said in a low voice: "Your Highness, please forgive me. All the Zhu family's property has been donated, and it is all in the register. Just check it. Please don't hurt my family."

"Oh? It's really..." Wu Lang looked at the roster and found out that as soon as he came up, the Zhu family had given him all their wealth. He just didn't look at it.

Zhu Xiazhi kowtowed and said: "The Zhu family is willing to ride on the horse and obey the destiny."

"It's too late..." Wu Lang tore up the roster and grinned.

Hearing this, Zhu Xiazhi raised his head in shock, his eyes filled with disbelief.

At this time, the monk had flown back, indicating that he had obtained all the precious materials in the city.

Wu Lang chuckled and ordered on the spot: "It is not suitable to stay here for a long time. We will leave after destroying the Zhu family!"

Suddenly, the surrounding soldiers raised their butcher knives, and the kneeling scholars were killed one by one, with continuous screams.

At this time, if he wanted to resist again, he could no longer organize the troops and put down his weapons.

Zhu Xiazhi was stunned and lost his voice: "I obey the destiny, why kill me!"

Wu Lang laughed loudly: "What a joke, if you surrendered earlier, I wouldn't have time to talk to you. You just waste so much of my time, and even if I forgive you, God can't forgive you."

"Being engaged to a god and then killing his envoy is a crime of deceiving the heavens. I will punish you on behalf of the gods!"

Zhu Xiazhi said anxiously: "I...I am not guilty!"

"I am a barbarian!" Wu Lang waved his sword.

The god didn't bother to take action himself, and didn't even issue such an order. However, as soon as he told the situation, the bald-haired witch wolf would take the initiative to relieve the god's worries and destroy the Zhu family first to put out the fire.

Zhu Xiazhi's mind was buzzing and confused.

In an instant, he felt extremely annoyed and had to either surrender or fight to the death. He hesitated when he shouldn't have hesitated, and was decisive when he shouldn't have been decisive.

Now he can no longer even abandon his family fortune.

"No!"

Zhu Xiazhi stood up quickly, but Wu Lang sneered and had already cut off the sword.

His son rushed up to him and pushed him away: "Father, run!"

There was a puff, the sword was fierce, Zhu Boliang's head flew up, and blood spurted out.

Zhu Xiazhi fled in a hurry, Wu Lang rode behind and was about to kill him with a single blow.

At the critical moment, a beautiful shadow flew over.

"Who dares to hurt my husband!"

A burst of intense piano music came, clanking and hunting.

Qianying is a noble lady, she is graceful and dignified, and her temperament is elegant.

The originally somewhat aged appearance suddenly became youthful and beautiful, like a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl.

She protected Zhu Xiazhi, raised her hand and struck coldly to meet the sword energy.

Wulang and his horse vomited blood and flew backwards, smashing a courtyard wall. His face was like gold paper, and he was almost killed!

"Qin'er!" Zhu Xiazhi was shocked beyond belief.

When he saw Yueqin when he was young, he felt as if he had returned to twenty years ago.

The snow-white dress flutters gently, this is the true love in his heart, the eternal tenderness.

But today, she showed another side.

The pearls spit out clouds, the jade bones are pure, and the whole body is filled with wisps of demonic power like piano strings, like waves.

His jade face has a sinister expression, his magic power rolls his clothes, and his temperament is as decisive as frost.

"Qin'er, you are really a monster..." Zhu Xiazhi once thought about this possibility, but every time he asked, Yue Qin would lightly reveal it in a few words. He didn't care and never thought about it too much.

"Husband, I'm sorry, I lied to you for more than twenty years." Leqin whispered.

Her body was changing in light and dark, and gradually turned pale, it was the red dust that was burning!

The Taoist practices that have been cultivated in Youyi Villa for so many years are rapidly disintegrating.

The monk from the Bald-faced clan sacrificed three swords and shouted angrily: "There are still monsters here, seeking death!"

He took action with his sword, and Leqin immediately came forward.

In an instant, the swords swept across, the music sounded, and the fighting continued.

"I'm sorry, Qin'er, it's my useless husband, don't worry about me, just leave!" Zhu Xiazhi regretted beyond words. He wanted to save his family and surrendered resolutely, but in the end everything came to nothing.

At this moment, he just wanted to escape. Since Leqin was a monster, he probably had the ability to escape.

During the fierce battle, Yueqin said with difficulty: "Don't blame yourself, husband, you can't avoid disaster."

"I have taken out the child. She is really our child. Husband, raise her up."

Saying that, he fought with all his strength.

Xiangyun also appeared in a flash, holding a flesh ball in his arms. The flesh ball was shimmering with musical notes. It was very thin. Through it, you could see a small piano inside.

This weird freak was not pregnant enough, so Yueqin had to peel off most of the original protection and take it out.

Those origins were enough for the fetus to be fully gestated, but she herself was almost dry.

Yan Nu made a lot of origins for her back then, and her cultivation has improved a lot in the past few months. However, in order to save Miaohan not long ago, Yueqin gave most of them to the monkey and kept only a portion for herself.

Now, in order to give birth to this fetus, she had given up nearly two-thirds of her life. Now she was relying on her determination to fight the enemy to the death.

Zhu Xiazhi was dragged dozens of steps out by Xiangyun, struggling anxiously: "What should I do with Qin'er!"

He could also see that Yueqin was no match for the monk. He had suffered hundreds of injuries and was holding on for dear life.

Xiangyun cried: "Listen to Madam and come with me quickly, or I will chop you to death!"

This was a contradictory thing to say, but when he saw her crying, Zhu Xiazhi understood that Yueqin had no intention of surviving.

"It's all my fault, it's all my fault..."

"You take the child to escape and find Miaohan... I will never abandon Qin'er."

Zhu Xiazhi shook off the fragrant cloud, drew his sword, and rushed towards the enemy crazily.

Xiangyun also wanted to go, but she had a heavy responsibility, so she had to kill dozens of barbarians with her fetus and break out of the siege.

"Whoosh!" The sword cultivator's expression was calm from beginning to end. His sword was criss-crossing and he quickly brought out the original form of Leqin.

A guqin made a mournful sound, and its body fell apart.

All the strings were cut off, leaving only one jade bone string, still supporting it.

"Qin'er! No, no, no..." Zhu Xiazhi recognized the guqin as the one he had accompanied since childhood. Later, it was lost for no reason. He was sad for a long time and even committed suicide because of it.

It was at that time that Yueqin appeared in his life, like a gentle and understanding person, which brought him out of sadness and gave up the idea of ​​​​committing suicide.

"It's all my fault, it's all my fault... Don't die..." Zhu Xia was so anxious that she ran away crazily with her guqin in her arms, dancing wildly with a sword in one hand.

"I said that no matter what the outcome is, I will have no regrets."

The last string broke, and the soul of the instrument was scattered, leaving only the sound lingering.

Seeing the debris that looked like broken wood without any trace of strangeness, Zhu Xiazhi broke down and cried.

He deeply understood what it meant to feel like his intestines were filled with regret, as if the sky was falling and the earth was falling.

"Mother!" A sharp cry sounded from the distance, it was Miaohan's voice.

She took the divine chariot and came quickly, much faster than before.

Unexpectedly, it was still late.

She was stunned when she saw the city full of evil spirits outside the city, and the Zhu Mansion was filled with blood.

How could Anqiu City fall so quickly! The city is high and the pond is deep, and there are thousands of warriors. Even if the enemy rushes into the city, the street fighting can last for an hour. How come it fell in less than half an hour?

She calculates everything and doesn't know how to lose. Because whether he surrendered as soon as his father came up or defended the city, he could wait for her to arrive.

I thought that the family had asked the gods to withdraw their troops, and they did not surrender at the beginning, which meant that my father planned to defend the city, so he would not surrender. Even if he wanted to surrender, he would definitely hesitate until she came back to stop him.

Never thought that man's calculations were inferior to God's calculations!

Zhu Xiazhi made all the wrong choices, and suddenly made a decisive move in the end.

"No!" Miaohan rushed into the city and saw his mother being knocked out of her true form and her soul was shattered.

In an instant, as if struck by lightning, tears burst into my eyes.

She fell off the divine chariot, her mana was swaying wildly and accelerating, and she shouted for her father again.

At this time, her father was already crazy. He held Broken Qin in his arms. He did not listen to her shouts and rushed towards the enemy.

The sword cultivator didn't even bother to kill mortals and ascended to heaven indifferently. When he saw Miaohan arriving, his expression changed slightly.

He flew towards Miaohan with his sword: "I'll block her for a moment, withdraw the troops quickly!"

Miaohan's three magic weapons angrily bombarded him, while he rushed towards his father regardless.

At the same time, they saw that the Zhu family had been slaughtered.

A fire broke out in Zhu's Mansion, leaving corpses floating everywhere. The third uncle resisted in a bloody battle, but he also ran out of oil and died.

His brother and mother also died, leaving only Zhu Xiazhi alone. He suffered hundreds of wounds, but he resisted the sword and stabbed the sword into Wu Lang's chest desperately.

Wu Lang was severely injured by Yueqin, but he didn't expect that Zhu Xiazhi's skill was not low... Putting aside his combat power, Zhu Xiazhi was actually in the three-yuan realm.

This sword is heart-breaking madness.

However, his usage was still too rough. Wu Lang used all his skills to protect his heart, and his muscles blocked the edge of the sword.

Then his eyes sharpened, and his sword intent burst out, instantly smashing Zhu Xiazhi's head.

"Uuuuuuuah..." When Miaohan saw his father falling down holding the piano, his hands and feet suddenly went weak and he fell to the ground.

She rolled and crawled in the city full of injustice and blood, but her strength seemed to be drained away with the death of her whole family, and she finally fell to the ground and could not get up.

Reluctantly, he knelt down and sat up, only to feel the world spinning. His eyes were filled with blood and the voices and faces of his family members.

The entire Zhu family was wiped out right in front of her.

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p.s: Sorry. I wanted to write to the end, but this chapter is a bit fucked up, but I ran out of time.