He crossed into a human head. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

A freshly cut human head, still bleeding out, and less than a meter away from him was the owner of the human head.

How is this broken?

Yang Feng was dumbfounded.

What made him even more dumbfounded was that Xiaoqian was actually disconnected at this time.

"Hey, you can't be so irresponsible!"

He wanted to cry and cry silently.

He didn't last long.

Although after the human head is cut off, without external help, the survival time of the limit may be close to a minute, and he will definitely live longer because he has three times the soul energy support, but it is impossible to live like this anyway, and he should cry when he comes back to a wild dog.

He had to hurry up and save himself.

He tried to mobilize the muscles of his face, trying to make himself move, he had absorbed the second soul energy, theoretically he should get more abilities, his wounds could heal quickly before, and now he may be able to reconnect with this corpse, and changing his head is not too sci-fi, he is originally his own corpse, and there can be no rejection reaction, as long as he can be connected, he will definitely survive.

However, he still has a meter to cross.

This one-meter distance was like the vast Pacific Ocean in front of him at this time.

Xiaoqian can't count on it.

That guy still has a gunship above his head, and he probably doesn't dare to come out at this time, and judging from the current situation, his soul energy does not have the ability to penetrate the seawater, so now he can only rely on himself.

He struggled to control his facial muscles, alternating little by little towards the corpse with his cheeks and nose that touched the ground in a similar walking pattern.

That's true.

But he is under the attention of countless people!

A severed human head strangely moved on its own.

What a horror this scene is!

The executioner who was finishing the work was carrying the ghost-headed knife and inadvertently lowered his head, then opened his mouth wide, and then subconsciously rubbed his eyes, just at this time Yang Feng took a step, and his mouth was still moving, in fact, he was speechless at this time, and his vocal cords were not on his side, at most he moved his mouth, but this scene was very shocking in the eyes of the executioner, especially Yang Feng's eyes were still open with so much hatred in his eyes.

The executioner fell to his knees with weakness.

"Major General, just keep a blind eye!"

He jerked his head to the ground and said in a trembling voice.

There was a confusion in the crowd.

"Why are you so frightened?"

A majestic voice sounded behind the executioner, Yang Feng turned his eyes, and saw a middle-aged military general striding with a calm face, he rolled suddenly without hesitation, hitting the executioner's head, the latter raised his head in horror, Yang Feng's eyes turned to his corpse, and at the same time his lips moved up and down, and the executioner immediately understood what he meant.

"The small, the small one will be installed for you, the young general, the villain knows that you have died, and who does not know your prestige, but the villain is also acting on orders, don't complain about the villain, the villain will install it for you, you can go on the road with peace of mind, the marshal and General Zhang are waiting for you!"

As he spoke, he picked up the human head on the ground.

"What are you doing?"

The middle-aged general shouted later.

"Palace Marshal, the young general is not blind!"

The executioner looked back with his head in his hand and said.

The general hesitated.

At that moment, the executioner lowered his head and carefully rested his head on the corpse's neck.

Almost instantly, the three-fold powerful energy attached to the human head swept through the entire corpse like a cathartic flood, penetrating into every cell, urging bones, muscles, nervous systems, and blood vessels to grow wildly, and automatically finding the right connection target to complete the connection, at the same time, the bone marrow was also frantically making more blood, replenishing the seriously missing blood vessels and starting to supply blood to the brain, and the blood line at the interface on the neck was smoothed out at a very fast speed.

The executioner watched this scene in amazement, and it wasn't until Yang Feng shook his head tentatively that he suddenly jumped up as if he had been stepped on his tail.

"Youkai!"

He screamed.

In this scream, Yang Feng stood up with a carp, and at the same time wrestled his arms in countless screams, and the hemp rope tied to his arms was broken in an instant, he moved his arms with satisfaction, felt the feeling of regaining his body, and then patted the executioner's shoulder with a smile.

"Thanks!"

He said from the bottom of his heart.

The executioner rolled his eyes and fainted directly to the ground.

"Quick, take down this demon!"

The middle-aged general drew his sword and shouted.

At this time, the streets were already in chaos, and the people who were frightened by this scene scattered and fled in all directions, while the soldiers on guard around rushed over with weapons, these soldiers were all heavily armored and quite well-equipped, and the first one to step forward was the middle-aged general.

At the same time as he swung his sword, Yang Feng's right hand reached out like lightning, grabbed his right hand holding the sword at once, grabbed the sword and punched him in the head at the same time, but for the sake of this guy who hesitated just now, the power was restrained as much as possible, but what he didn't expect was that this guy reacted extremely quickly, and suddenly stepped forward and punched him in the same posture to hit him in front of the door, and the two hit each other almost at the same time, and then took a step back with a muffled snort at the same time.

But the sword in his right hand did not let go.

"There are two hits!"

Yang Feng shook his head and said, and the wound at the corner of his eye disappeared instantly.

His opponent stared at him motionlessly with a bloody face.

Almost at the same time, the left fists of the two of them blasted out towards each other again, and then collided together, and Yang Feng, who increased his strength, became the winner, just listening to the general's scream, his arm hung down at a strange angle, and the severe pain made his right hand subconsciously loosen, and the sword was immediately snatched away by Yang Feng, and then raised his foot and kicked him over, and at the same time, the sword tip was at his throat, and the soldier who had just arrived immediately stopped.

"Kill this demon!"

The general yelled at the soldiers.

But the soldiers did not dare to move.

"Palace Marshal, you are not a small official, and you are still a close confidant of the emperor, they should not come forward."

Yang Feng said indifferently.

At the same time, he turned his gaze to a wooden sign next to him, which was supposed to indicate his identity as a death row prisoner, and he read it from top to bottom with a terrifying expression.

"Hou Qiqin is guilty of Yue, please tell me if that last word is a cloud?"

He asked the general.

"Yue Yun, why did you humiliate the old man, you want to kill as soon as possible, Yang Cunzhong is also fought out of thousands of troops, and he is not afraid of you!"

The general shouted.

Yang Feng wiped his face sadly.

10,000 alpacas in his heart are running wildly, the first time he wore Chongzhen who was hanged, and the second time he wore Yue Yun who was decapitated, can he still have a good time, he doesn't have to turn on the hell mode every time, right? How can you still play with this? Wearing Chongzhen has a Wu Sangui, wearing the beheading Yue Yun This is really nowhere to go, he doesn't think that the Yue family army will be with him as a young marshal, after Yue Fei's grandfather was killed, the Yue family army didn't even dare to let go of a fart, and the whistleblower letter used to frame Yue Fei was transferred to Zhang Jun through Wang Gui, the de facto number two person in the Yue family army.

In fact, in the eleventh year of Shaoxing, Zhao Gou had already solved the Yue family's army.

Otherwise, he wouldn't dare to kill Yue Fei.

He just knew that there would be no problem if he killed Yue Fei.

Yue Fei is not a warlord.

Yue's army is just a name for the common people, it is not a private army that only listens to Yue Fei in the imagination of later generations, it is one of the five major protectors of Zhao Gou's camp, it is the forbidden army of the Great Song Dynasty, and the army is protected after the camp, Yue Fei is not a warlord in Xiang'e and other places, his military mobilization has to go through the Privy Council, and his finances have to go through Zhao Gou's Ezhou commander-in-chief, who is the main participant in framing him. Zhao Gou has completed the work of collecting military power in Shaoxing in the eleventh year, Yue Fei has been elevated into the Privy Council before his death, after his death, the generals under him basically did not move, but no one stood up for him, only Niu Gao estimated that he was poisoned after sending a few cruel words, but everyone else had to keep their wealth and dignity, including Li Dao, who was crowned king after his death because of his status as a relative.

Militarily, Zhao Gou is not worthy of carrying shoes compared to Yue Fei, and politically, he plays with Yue Fei like a child.

Yang Feng really didn't dare to guarantee that after he went to Ezhou, the generals of the Yue family army would not kidnap him to the imperial court, even if they would not kidnap him to the imperial court, the gift of leaving the country was probably the best result, in the final analysis, they followed Yue Fei to fight on the battlefield for the sake of wealth, and the wealth was not given by Yue Fei, Zhao Gou was the one who really gave them wealth. In the early days of the Southern Song Dynasty, there were cases of general mutiny, many of them were still famous anti-gold generals, and none of them succeeded in the end, and they were even defeated very simply, to put it bluntly, the status of the Zhao family in the hearts of the people was not shaken, and those generals and soldiers knew who really gave them wealth.

Yue Jiajun will not be an exception.

Looking at another dead body not far away that was also decapitated, Yang Feng also sighed.

That's Zhang Xian.

Those who cover the world are not rewarded, those who bravely conquer Allah are in danger, and the invincible generals on countless battlefields in the past dynasties have fallen on the intrigue of the political arena in this way, and the good ones are nothing more than Taoguang and pretending to be stupid, and even do bad things to defile themselves in order to survive, and those true heroes who would rather bend than bend are most likely to end up like this, Yue Fei is not a special case, there are countless such people before him and after him.

After all, none of those emperors were Emperor Yang.

He knew there would be no rebellion.

Whoever dares to rebel against him can only be like Zhang Xianzhong, who was directly hit into the lair by him and collapsed, and his almost invincible force value is guaranteed.

But these emperors are not guaranteed.

For Zhao Gou, or for their old Zhao family, foreign enemies are not terrible, whether it is Liao, Jin, or Xixia, they are not their henchmen, and the enhancement of the power of those generals is a big trouble, even if these generals can give them a recovery of lost land, it doesn't matter if they have a few pieces of land, pay hundreds of thousands of taels of silver, or call them ministers, but they can't let the generals become bigger.

Even if these generals are loyal to them, they can't do it.

This can be regarded as a kind of preference for friends rather than domestic slaves.

The old Zhao family basically has this virtue.