Chapter 466: The Death of Yan Xingning (Part 2) [Happy One Anniversary]
"Don''t you know the answer best?"
Yan Ant touched his sword step by step, and the blood belonging to Zheng Qiao dripped down the sword''s edge, splashing blood flowers on the ground.
Zheng Qiao tried hard to avoid it.
The collapse and ferociousness flashed across his face: "I know? What do I know? Aren''t all these forced? You and your father, my good master, and a foolish and loyal person who has been ruining my whole life! They have all reached that point, and they still have the luxury of "changing the heart" and "a prodigal son turned back" for such a stupid and disgusting scum! Why do I shout and kill when I get there!"
Zheng Qiao asked Yan An with great utmost utmost 100,000 times more wrong than my mistakes? Why can we survive now? Everyone—including you, Yan Xingning, will push all the mistakes on me! Why!"
Under the trend of anger, he defeated the fear of death, staggered and stood up and pointed at the palace and said, "I am a tyrant who deserves to be cut into pieces. What is he? You, the father and son of Yan Xingning, regard him as the king, have you ever had the idea of ??killing the monarch?"
"You keep saying helping me—"
"The civil and military officials in the court praised you, how noble are you?"
"How did you treat me like this?"
"Am I your lord, your junior brother, or your stepping stone for your Yan Xingning to practice morality! A sacrifice for martyrdom!"
The venting and questioning that was deeply rooted in the bones made Yan''an''s footsteps pause, and his hand holding the sword trembled uncontrollably.
Zheng Qiao naturally won’t miss it.
He was hoarse and choked with sobs.
"I just returned the humiliation I suffered back then little by little! This is called blood debt and blood repayment! This is called natural! What kind of classmates and friends! What kind of gentleman! What kind of benevolence and morality! It is me who was trampled on by the wild boar! It is me who destroyed the future by him! Yan Xingning, I will ask you what I did wrong? Why am I humiliated! Why are I criticized for being a favoritism!"
His eyes were red, and those affectionate eyes concealed countless fragile and painful pains, but he still forced himself to cry: "Do I deserve to be insulted, despised, despised, and trampled?"
Yan An couldn''t hold back his initial indifference.
But I was extremely disappointed.
He said, "That thing is not your fault."
Zheng Qiao thought Yan''an was moved.
"Senior brother, I just don''t want to be influenced by anyone! I''ve tasted so lowly that anyone can step on it. I''ve tasted it enough!" He pointed at the sky and said excitedly, "That day, I made a swearing with my heart. Even if I can''t stand at the highest point in this life, I can''t rot in the quagmire! Therefore, I need power, stand higher, and be strong so that the world is afraid and afraid to surrender! Senior brother, I don''t ask you to understand me, nor do I ask you to put down your sword, but-"
The words are not finished.
But he saw the sword Yan An put up firmly again.
“A Qiao.”
This is the nickname before Zheng Qiao took the name.
The only ones who will call him this in the world are the mother who has died for many years, the mentor who has been buried in the loess, and the senior brother who has taken care of him by his brother and father. The moment I heard the name, the **** color that surged on my cheeks faded away due to strong emotions.
"Don''t be afraid."
Yan An used the tone of coaxing his daughter.
“Diet not be scary.”
The sword tip approached the junior brother who was forced into a dead corner.
"I let down my father''s death instructions for my brother and did not turn you back to the right path, which made you still speak cleverly and shirk your own faults. This is for your brother''s fault. I am incompetent and have no way to teach you."
Yan An''s voice was weak, with large patches of blood on his body, and his appearance was aging rapidly, but his actions were neat and decisive without any hesitation. In Zheng Qiao''s shocked eyes, the cold sword pierced his chest with a sword.
"This matter can no longer be used to you!"
"Brothers... fight against each other and kill each other... I am not my wish, but things have come to this point - I must never leave you in this world anymore, harming more innocent creatures, and only killing evil!"
Zheng Qiao didn''t listen to what he said at all.
Just lowered his head slightly and looked at the pierced chest.
Yan An chuckled like a relief in his ears: "When I get out of the underworld, no matter how many... the evil spirits and evil spirits are looking for you to seek life, wanting to pay for your blood debts and blood... I will block you for you this time, this time, I will definitely protect you... Waiting for peace in the sun..."
“You and I… brothers…”
"Let''s go to the world again..."
As he died, he seemed to see his two close relatives who could not make up for one or two of them.
Yan An had regrets, regretting that he could not see his wife as old as a woman, and regretting that he could not see her daughter growing up and getting married and starting a business, but he did not regret it either.
At least this game will save you from the loss of life.
He was born in the turbulent wars, suffered enough of the suffering of troubled times, and also saw many joys and sorrows created by the world.
This is the only gift he can give to his daughter.
Zheng Qiao fell and lowered her head.
The left chest and heart were pierced by a sharp sword, as if vitality was pouring out from this body...
Hehe, read that right.
【As if】
Until Yan An''s life was cut off, Zheng Qiao, who had endured for a long time, slowly raised his head, his blood-stained face was full of ridicule.
This space is supported by Yan''an. With his death, the already shaky illusion has accelerated and blurred, and finally...
The messy footsteps became clearer and clearer, and I hurriedly looked for Zheng Qiao''s guards, palace maids and eunuchs.
“Lord!”
“Lord!”
Zheng Qiao raised his hand and looked at the source of the sound.
A fuzzy lantern light approached him. Because of too much blood loss, his consciousness was also a little blurred.
But with the "online" of Wen Xin and Guoxi, this injury is still alive. He mobilized the literary spirit of the Dan Mansion, forced himself to pretend to be unobstructed, and pushed Yan''an with one hand.
As Yan An''s body fell to the ground, he saw clearly what the senior brother looked like now. At this moment, Yan An was so old that he was originally handsome. His handsome face was replaced by countless soft folds, his body was hunched over, and he was so thin that he was only a skeleton left.
It is hard to imagine that this old man who was so old that he was about to lie in the coffin was an unparalleled scholar who was once famous in Xin Kingdom.
Zheng Qiao sneered coldly.
Raise his hand and pull out the sword inserted into his chest.
Thrown near Yan''an''s body.
Under the panic and fearful eyes of the people in the palace, he murmured in the air: "Senior Brother, I miss you, haven''t walked away yet, hahaha... I''m afraid you can''t even die - your junior brother, me! The junior brother who is cursed by thousands of people and trampled by thousands of people is not only a rebellious mind, but is born with a bad embryo, but even this human heart is reversed... Haha... Hahaha..." He laughed wildly, his eyes were scarlet.
This laughter fell into the ears of everyone, which was much like a ghost.
The **** and the palace guard knelt all over the ground, not daring to look up at him. It was not until Zheng Qiao smiled enough that he raised his sleeves and wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes. He staggered and looked up at the nearby appearance. This was a deserted side palace in the palace.
“Nation, the king…”
An **** plucked up his courage to speak out.
"How to deal with this thief who assassinated you?"
The air is silent.
Everyone held their breath and waited for Zheng Qiao''s instructions, their chest and heartbeat were so fast that they almost jumped out of their throats. They actually let the rebels almost succeed under their noses. If the violent master wants to settle the matter, everyone in the palace will fall to the ground.
Only by taking the opportunity to show loyalty can there be a glimmer of hope.
In just a few breaths, they actually broke out in cold sweat in the cold winter weather.
finally-
The **** heard Zheng Qiao''s voice coming from above.
"Chop it, feed the dog."
betray!
It’s all betrayal!
What Zheng Qiao cannot tolerate the most is betrayal!
"Send someone to capture his wife, daughter and relatives."
He knew that Yan An had other thoughts when he went down the mountain, and he also knew that this senior brother, the scholar''s way was perfect, and his determination to uphold morality was not shaken by the secular friendship. The other party was a complete martyr and would sooner or later turn the sword at him.
Although he was mentally prepared, he still could not forgive Yan Xingning''s complete betrayal when it really happened.
The person who betrayed him—
Everyone should see what the outcome will be!
The **** said tremblingly: "Ye."
Zheng Qiao was alone, wearing a red dress stained with blood, and returned to the bedroom step by step. Before he could sort out his thoughts, he received the second news - Yan An''s wife and daughter were missing, and most of them escaped in advance under Yan An''s operation.
"How can they escape?"
There are people everywhere watching the movements of Yan''an''s family.
The **** who came over to inform him was hesitant.
"Say!" Zheng Qiaoli shouted.
The **** finally revealed the truth.
Yan An’s wife and daughter went out with Zheng Qiao’s token openly. Because the person who escorted them was...
The **** dared not continue to talk.
Zheng Qiao guessed something, and his face turned from white to black.
Finally, he spat out a mouthful of blood with a wow sound.
Hehehehe.
Two betrayals within one night!
One is his senior brother.
One is his "self" whom he devotes his trust.
The already violent literary spirit almost turned into a hurricane that destroyed everything, and the guards guarding the palace looked at each other.
Everyone saw the horror in each other''s eyes.
Their king...
Even more crazy.
?(ω)
??The bento was hot and big chicken legs were added.
PS: Yan''an''s fate is a sure ending, and it has something to do with his perfect literati. The most important thing is that before the assassination of Zheng Qiao, he actually couldn''t live for a few months. As for why...
??The mysterious scribe is a krypton gold boss…
??Yan Xingning is different, he is kryptony.
??PPS: Although Yan Xingning has been offline, Wu You can still play for a few chapters, which is also the most critical part of the layout.
PPPS: Go back and give Wu Youye a chicken leg bento.
??(This chapter ends)