"Click-"

The rain was majestic, and a thunderbolt fell from the sky, instantly turning the heavens and the earth into a snow-white patch. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

He Changying opened his eyes suddenly, the heavy rain filled his eyes, and he wanted to wipe the rain off his face with his hands, only to find that his hands were tied behind him.

And his knees were kneeling on the cold bluestone ground, and the noisy sound of heavy rain around him made the bluestone floor 'crackle' and splash in all directions.

What's going on?

Where is this?

He Changying tried hard to stand up, but as soon as his butt left his calf, the tailbone of the butt groove was kicked hard from behind, and the pain in the heart made He Changying chrysanthemum tighten, and sat down heavily.

"Who's going to—"

He Changying twisted her head hard, and opened her mouth angrily to scold.

However, before he could utter his words in a hoarse voice, an even louder roar rang out from the one next to him, mixed with the heavy rain around him, completely suppressing his faint curse.

"He Changying, Fang Boyuan, cowardly in battle, intending to surrender, abandon ship and escape, according to the military law, beheaded!"

What the hell is this?

He Changying turned his head to look up in surprise with the voice, and saw a martial arts hall standing on the back left side holding a foreign knife and wearing a Manchu coat embroidered with patterns on the placket, roaring loudly in the rainstorm.

Is this grandson kicking me?

He Changying's heart trembled, am I not dreaming?

It's a real dream.

Yes, I must be asleep in the hospital with stitches now, Qin Wei's grandson's stick is really TM.

Hehe, it's worth it, and my brother's brick also opened his head to the watermelon pot.

"Kill them, kill them—"

"Traitor!"

"These two pigs and dogs are not as good as beasts!"

There was an angry cry all around.

He Changying looked around suspiciously, only to see that in the dim line of sight, the heavy rain was densely surrounded by men wearing straw hats, and all the eyes under the straw hats were fierce, and they were glaring at their side like a fierce look.

"Boom—"

A rolling thunder roared overhead, and in the alternating light and darkness of the clouds, He Changying saw that these men were all wearing the black uniforms of the unified Manchu army in the last years, with long braids behind them.

"Manchu? Fang Boyuan? Cowardly in battle, intending to surrender, abandon ship and escape? In my impression, there seems to be only one death-fearing ghost named Fang Boqian who was finally beheaded by the Qing court, leaving a room of little wives without men to take care of, hehe! ”

Anyway, it's a dream, Liu Dacheng is no longer ready to compare himself with the idiot who kicked his ass in the dream around him, but observes the various situations around the dream with interest.

"Slash!"

He Changying suddenly heard a loud voice behind him, giving a categorical order without the slightest hesitation.

"Brother He, brother went first!"

He Changying suddenly heard a miserable shout from the right side of his body, he turned his head curiously, and saw a man who was also kneeling on the ground with his eyes closed, his neck raised, shouting to the sky.

Behind him, stood a big man with a red cloth wrapped around his shirt.

And the big man's hands were holding a large blade in high alof, and he swung his knife together and slashed downward.

"Click!"

A bowl of thick lightning suddenly fell from the sky, slashing fiercely on a hundred-year-old locust not far away, splitting the old locust in half, shining with a large spark.

There was a commotion in the crowd all around.

"This dream is really unscientific, didn't I see this macho brother lifting the lightning rod so high, and he didn't come to split him, are you blind?"

At the same time that this thought flashed in He Changying's head, Tianwei's anger obviously frightened the big knife hand, only to see that his body trembled, his big hand was soft, and the big blade cut off obliquely in his hand was deflected.

After the sharp knife edge slashed the back of the head of the man who closed his eyes and looked up to the sky and roared, the tip of the knife swung, and the tail end swept far away to He Changying's shoulder, and suddenly cut a deep wound that could be seen as a bone.

"Ahh

Fang Boyuan, who closed his eyes and roared, and He Changying, who looked sluggish, howled in pain at the same time.

Especially Fang Boyuan, who was cut with a terrifying knife on the back of his head, revealing a white brain, rolled around on the ground with a hoarse howl, blood and rain splashed everywhere.

At the same time that He Changying's heart ached, a few bits of Fang Boyuan's hot blood splashed on his mouth, warm with a hint of salty taste.

This heart-wrenching pain, this smell of warm blood, and this scene so real—

He Changying trembled all over, and struck a fierce spirit, wasn't he dreaming!

Brother has crossed?

I've just been beaten with a stick!

"Kill him!"

There was a slight anger in the loud voice behind He Changying.

The big knife hand with a red cloth strip on his head was also angry at this time, and when he heard this, he stepped forward and stepped on the back of Fang Boyuan, who was rolling and howling in pain on the bluestone water, picked up the blade and chopped it at Fang Boyuan's neck.

"Poof, poof, poof."

On a rainy day, the big knife hand chopped three times before cutting off Fang Boyuan's head.

Due to the excessive force, the sharp knife edge was cut by him.

Then he held the braid root on Fang Boyuan's head with one hand and lifted his head up.

In the pouring rain, He Changying was horrified to see that the eyes of the head swaying in the rain were wide open, and it seemed to be looking directly at herself.

Die with a grievance or everlasting regret!

"Giggle-cluck-"

He Changying's teeth began to tremble uncontrollably and violently, and at this time he could no longer even feel the sharp pain caused by the knife wound in his shoulder.

There was only one voice in my heart that was rolling back and forth: I seemed to have really crossed over, and sadly, it seemed that it was my turn to be the next head shell!

What to do?

How to break!

"Poof."

The big knife hand showed Fang Boyuan's head to the people on the left and right, and threw it on the ground, rolling on the ground a few times like a big tadpole with a big tail.

Then the big knife man looked down at the recoiled blade of the big knife in his hand, walked to the knife holder next to him, inserted the big knife into the scabbard with a 'poof', and pulled out a snowy big knife again with a 'poof'.

The big knife hand walked behind Liu Dacheng with a cruel smile on his face, took a deep breath, and raised the big knife in his hand high.

The thunder is faint in the distance, and in the black and white world, it is sometimes bright and sometimes dark.

The rain became heavier and heavier, and the blood gushing out of Fang Boyuan's broken neck on the ground was immediately dispersed by the heavy rain, and the faint blood spread to He Changying's knees, making his whole body tremble in horror.

"Slash!"

Behind He Changying, the cold voice came again.

Hearing the order to chase his life behind him, he didn't have time to think about it, and He Changying, who was poor in donkey skills, looked up to the sky with all his strength, and shouted:

"Wronged!"