Xia do not stay

Chapter 239
Zhou Xing brandished the golden spear, and his moves were open and closed. Cooperating with his innate supernatural power, he looked like a fierce general, an ancient evil, and none of the guards of the Lin family could block his sharpness.

The spear was like a dragon, smashing one bone after another, screaming one after another, even a master of the fifth or sixth rank, if hit by this golden spear, his tendons and bones would be injured, and his soul would be scattered.

"Bold and troublesome, do you want to rebel?"

A fourth-rank guard made a move. His cultivation level was enough to be an elder in a first-class sect. At this time, he swung his long sword, confidently, and wanted to chop off Zhou Xing's head.

Especially seeing Lin Kun also coming over, this fourth-rank nursing home is even more excited. If he can be valued by Grandmaster Lin, will he not be successful in the future?

"Haha, this fluffy sword is not even as good as girls!"

Zhou Xing let out a long laugh, full of arrogance, his beard, which had become dry from forging iron by the fire all the year round, fluttered slightly, and there was a hint of arrogance in his half-closed one-eyed.

The next moment, his majestic body like a hill moved, holding a golden gun in his hand, crushing blocks of green bricks under his feet, charging like a fierce general.

At this moment, in the eyes of the fourth-rank guard with a long sword in his hand, Zhou Xing was no longer a person, but a giant beast in human skin. Ten thousand horses in general.

The strong killing intent shook his mind, the hand holding the sword trembled slightly, and his mind went blank for a while.

boom!
The golden spear pierced his armor and pierced his heart.

Zhou Xing picked him up high with a gun in his hand, and let out a long howl. The golden sun shone on his vigorous body, which was really majestic.

Lin Kun's eyes lit up, he was really a general, and he immediately wanted to subdue him.

Zhou Xing carried the prestige of suppressing and killing fourth-rank masters with one move, looked at all directions, and his momentum was like a rainbow. He said proudly: "Open the warehouse and release the food!"

The next moment, the refugees behind him let out a hoarse cry.

"Open the warehouse and release the grain!"

"Open the warehouse and release the grain!"

"Open the warehouse and release the grain!!"

……

Just when the crowd was furious, a cold snort suddenly sounded.

Boom!

Like a dull thunder, Zhou Xing's body trembled, and the golden gun in his hand touched the ground, supporting his body.

A fierce look flashed in his one eye, he swallowed the blood rushing to his throat, his eyes were like knives, and he looked at the fiery red-haired figure.

Lin Kun said indifferently: "My seat, Lin Kun, is a master of the Wind Department."

"God catch!"

"It's God's catcher, we're saved!"

"Pray God to open the barn and release the grain!"

The refugees knelt down one after another, begging the god catcher who appeared suddenly to make decisions for themselves.

Zhou Xing didn't kneel down, his face sank, you know Lin Kun...but his surname is Lin.

With tears in his eyes, a middle-aged man shouted: "God arrest, the Lin family bought all the food, my mother-in-law and son starved to death, all dead!"

A white-haired old man burst into tears and cried bitterly: "My little granddaughter, who is only six years old, has eaten Guanyin soil and ruined her stomach. Before she died, she begged me. She...she just wants to eat a piece of steamed bun!"

Amidst the wailing of the common people, Zhou Xing said angrily: "I beg him to have some use, his surname is Lin, he is from the Lin family!"

Lin Kun laughed loudly, clapped his hands and said, "That's right, my surname is Lin, Lin from the Lin family."

The light in the eyes of the people dimmed in an instant, and the curved spine looked like an old scalper waiting to be slaughtered.

Lin Kun looked at Zhou Xing and said, "When you see me, hurry up and kneel!"

The grandmaster's aura was fully on, and a terrifying aura enveloped Zhou Xing, wanting him to kneel down and surrender.

The golden gun bent, and Zhou Xing's knees bent down a little bit. He almost gritted his teeth, and his mouth was full of blood.

"I...don't kneel!"

Following Zhou Xing's furious roar, he activated some kind of explosive secret technique, the true energy in his body boiled, his bones creaked, and under the pressure of the master, he slowly straightened up.

"I joined the army at seventeen, fought in the Qingping Valley, killed Man 42, and was promoted to centurion!"

Snapped!
Zhou Xing was holding a golden gun in his hand, his eyes were wide open, his one eye almost jumped out of its socket, and strands of blood flowed down.

He takes a step forward.

"In the 16th year of Kaiyuan, Liaoshan was besieged, and Lao Tzu ate turf horse urine. Eight hundred brothers, only 42 to live, were promoted to the rank of Plagiarism Rider!"

Zhou Xing took a step further, and his bones made the sound of being overwhelmed.

"In the 18th year of Kaiyuan, during the Battle of Weihai, Lao Tzu caught an enemy's arrow in his left eye, pulled out the arrow, ate his own eye alive, killed 93 thieves, and was promoted to General Zhenwei!"

Zhou Xing was drenched in blood, but he had already walked to Lin Kun's side. Facing this lofty master, he slowly raised the golden gun in his hand.

Muscles were torn, and the tuna trembled.

"In the 20th year of Kaiyuan, because he was dissatisfied with his superiors who turned his troops into bandits and oppressed the people, Lao Tzu broke his legs, dismissed him from office, and returned home with all his relatives dead and piles of low graves."

He let out an unwilling roar, and stabbed Lin Kun fiercely with his long spear. This shot poured out his blood and was full of courage.

"Could it be that I was born and died just to work for someone like you?"

He was unwilling, and after spending his blood and youth, he realized that the imperial court was already rotten.

The noble family, Zigui, and all the lords are even more despicable and cruel than barbarians!
He thought that his blood had already cooled down until he heard about a person who was not afraid of the powerful, killed the prefect in Yunzhou, and killed the prince in the capital. Desperately!
After ten years of sharpening a sword, Frost Edge has never been tried.Show the king today, who is unfair.

He doesn't know swords, but only guns, so he used the best refined iron to forge a high-quality golden gun. Every time he beat it, the blood in his heart became hotter, as if it wasn't the gun that hit it, but himself.

Lin Kun saw a familiar thing in his eyes, that thing he had seen before, in another person's eyes.

Thinking of that person, Lin Kun's heart boiled with killing intent.

"I wanted to subdue you, but now... go to hell."

He stretched out his hand, and slapped Zhou Xing with an invisible palm, turned around, with indifferent eyes, and said, "It's really boring."

If he hadn't thought of Gu Yang, he might still be interested in trying to subdue this general.

Lin Kun didn't look back again. No matter how tenacious Zhou Xing's willpower was, he was nothing but an ant that was crushed to death.

The fact is the same, Zhou Xing spat out a mouthful of blood, and his burly body flew back like a shell, but he still tightly held the golden gun in his hand, his fingers turned white.

That single eye, full of toughness and unyieldingness, finally closed slowly.

The surroundings gradually became quiet, and in a daze, Zhou Xing seemed to see the group of brothers who died in the battle again. They raised their wine glasses and waved to him with a smile.

"Boss, I'll be waiting for you."

"Boss, is my kid married?"

Zhou Xing smiled and was about to speak when suddenly, a hand was placed on his back.

In an instant, Zhou Xing only felt that the fire-like palm strength in his body disappeared, and his body stagnated, and he fell down.

Then a warm internal force entered his body, nourishing his limbs and bones like warm soup.

He turned around, and saw a handsome face, tall and tall, dressed in white clothes, with a sword on his back, and there was a chill in the still water.

Gu Yang's long hair moved slightly, and he looked at this burly man who was on par with Du Chong, his eyes were warm.

"The imperial court has no way, and righteous men will attack it. Your Excellency's feat, Gu admires it."

Boom!

Hearing this voice, Lin Kun seemed to be struck by lightning, a trace of fear appeared in his haughty eyes, and the wound that had just healed seemed to be aching again.

"Gu... Gu Yang!"

With a thud, Patriarch Lin, who had been watching from the sidelines, fell to his knees in fright. His expression was extremely terrified, his two legs trembled, and his pants gradually became wet.

He had heard a lot about Gu Yang's vicious reputation. It was said that Gu Yang was extremely cruel and bloodthirsty. Today, the entire Lin family... I'm afraid none of them will be able to escape!

He is Gu Yang!

The name rang in Zhou Xing's ears, making him a little confused.

The eyes of the people who were originally empty-eyed lit up again the moment they heard the name, and some even burst into tears with excitement.

They all straightened their necks, trying to see Gu Yang's appearance clearly.

"Mom, why are you crying?"

"Yaoer, we are saved, we are finally saved!"

"Mom, can I have dinner?"

"If he comes, he will be able to, and he will definitely be able to!"

(End of this chapter)