Chapter 69 Desperate Fury!

Tang Wanli's eyes widened and his mouth opened in shock; the sudden sound of the war drum even made him forget the extreme shame and unhappiness just now, and his whole heart was completely filled with one thought: Jun Zhantian is crazy! Why is this old man crazy? Crazy when the Jun family is at its weakest? !

"Everyone will return to the Tang family immediately. Those with military positions will immediately take the first step and change their clothes before reporting! The rest of the people are not allowed to leave the house without my order!" Mr. Tang made a decisive decision and issued a series of orders. .

Immediately, dozens of people bowed their heads, turned around and ran in a hurry, and they even walked faster than they could.

At this time, the drumming of the gathering generals shows that the situation has reached a very dangerous level, and no one will doubt that if any officer dares to be one point late tonight, it must be the end of the head! The strictness of the emperor and the heaven to rule the army is second to none in the entire Tianxiang Kingdom!

Anyone who violates the general's order, whether you are a prince or a general, a son of a noble family, or a phoenix and a dragon's grandson, will all be killed without mercy!

The sound of horses’ hooves from all directions continued to sound rapidly, and they rushed to the large campus in the center of the city like a tide; everyone was clearly armored, and their faces were eager, and the horses in their hands could not beat the horses that usually loved their lives. All of them are like 800 miles in a hurry!

"Master Hou, what should I do with the remaining offal?" A Tang mansion expert pointed to the remaining members of the Beicheng Gang and asked.

"Take them all back and interrogate them one by one!" Although Mr. Tang knew that this would not be effective, he still hoped in case.

As the war horses galloped by in batches, all the military camps in the city and outside the city also sounded the loud and clear sound of the bugle. All the troops must gather urgently, maintain the highest state of combat readiness, and wait for the chief officer at any time. The station is back, and then start immediately!

Grandpa Jun is going crazy!

This is true.

When Princess Lingmeng sent two people to Jun's Mansion, more than half an hour had passed since the assassination incident; Mr. Jun was reading in the study, with a smile on his old face, full of satisfaction. The prodigal grandson of the grandson turned back, turned his evil ways and returned to the righteous, and looking at his energy and perseverance, even if he counted all the noble sons in the entire Tianxiang City, there are not even half of them that can compare with my grandson.

Seeing that the Jun family has so much hope and a turning point at such a withered moment, how could Mr. Jun not feel great comfort?

When he was in the most comfortable mood, the butler, Pang, knocked on the door lightly, walked in with a heavy face, and said that Princess Lingmeng had sent someone to report something to the master.

Jun Zhantian immediately passed on the news, but after seeing the guard, seeing that he was covered in blood, the old man's heart skipped a beat. It felt bad, and the old face became more and more ugly. Lao Pang stood behind him with a worried look on his face, which made Jun Zhantian feel something...

After a series of pressing questions, the guard finally said, "Young Master Jun's body is gone..."

Just this short sentence! When Jun Zhantian heard it, it was like thousands of thunders above the nine heavens blasting on his head at the same time, his burly body shook a few times, his face suddenly turned pale, and he fell back without making a sound, and he lost his breath in an instant. !

The old man was startled, fortunately he had been prepared for a long time. After a while, he was pinched and beaten on the chest, and finally the old man was awakened again. The guard was trembling and kneeling on the ground and did not dare to move. Everyone knows that Jun Moxie is this The status of the dandy young master in the mind of the old man, as long as he does not deal with it properly, he will be killed at every turn!

When the old man woke up, he spat out a mouthful of blood, his face instantly became extremely gray, and his eyes darkened, but the words in his mouth,

Still clear and low: "What's going on? Take it slow, don't miss anything, tell me." Although the voice was low, the weight in the words was like a high mountain, which was deeply depressed.

The guard had already turned pale with fright, and described it little by little. During his speech, Mr. Jun kept his face calm and didn't say a word. Finally, when he finished speaking, Jun Zhantian waved his hand weakly and said, "Go ahead."

The guard was amnesty, and withdrew tremblingly, only to find that his whole body was soaked in sweat!

In the study, Jun Zhantian closed his eyes, raised his head to the sky, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, the corners of his wrinkled eyes leaked out an old tear...

If Jun Xie was still as playful as the previous Jun Moxie and acted erratically, if such a thing happened, Mr. Jun would not be so uncomfortable, because he was already disappointed, and now it is no big deal to turn into despair, the decline of the Jun family is a foregone conclusion, It doesn't matter that the day comes early.

But the problem is that Jun Zhantian has just seen the amazing change of his grandson, just saw the dawn and the moment of hope. It is when he is full of excitement and great comfort, and he is also full of endless fantasies about the future of the Jun family. At this moment, this sudden news instantly plunged the old man into the abyss of doom!

With such a big contrast, Mr. Jun didn't go crazy on the spot, he was already quite self-control.

Mo Xie died to report to Princess Reimu! This is the old man's first inference.

The target of the assassin was Princess Reimu. With such courage, apart from the three princes, they were hostile forces from other countries. At present, the position of the prince has not yet been decided, and the three kings have seized the successor. Therefore, the three princes are the most suspicious! This is the second inference!

Third, the princess was the assassin's main target, but Mo Xie was dead, and the princess was not dead! This seems odd. Could it be that Mo Xie's enemy, his usual biggest rival, the Li family and the killer invited by the Meng family did this deliberately? The assassination of the princess was just a trick? ! The third inference.

Mo Xie, who reported the letter, died, but the assassinated princess was unharmed. This shows that although Mo Xie reported the letter to the princess, the princess obviously did not send guards to protect him. All the force was focused on protecting the princess, and Mo Xie was killed so easily. ! This is the fourth inference!

The more Jun Zhantian thought about it, the colder his face became, the sharper his eyes became, and later, he was already hideous!

Why did my grandson die like that because he was kind enough to tell the news, but that woman didn't die? !

I, Jun Zhantian, joined the army as a young man and fought thousands of battles in his life! Among the millions of corpses, a grand duke was killed, and he made a great contribution to the empire. No one in the whole country can compare! My Lord Zhantian has three sons and three grandsons; two sons sacrificed their lives for the country, the younger son was maimed for life, and two grandsons fought in the battlefield, and they died inexplicably; now, the only bit of blood is actually for the sake of Died to protect the royal princess...

The loyal and fierce Jun family in the whole family is actually like this! If so, what am I missing? ! The left and right are also the end, so why not let all those who oppose my Jun family accompany me to end it? !

Jun Zhantian laughed pitifully, the more he laughed, the louder he became, he laughed, his face filled with tears. Suddenly he stood up suddenly, his eyes were like thunder and lightning, with red bloodshot eyes, he glanced coldly at the night outside the window, turned his head, walked slowly to the portrait of his deceased wife, stood straight and stared for a long time. He opened his lips and wanted to say something, but he didn't say anything after all. He stretched out his palm and stroked it in the void, as if he was feeling something, and seemed to be saying his last goodbye...

The old man narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he was forcibly holding back something, turned around suddenly, took off the sword that had been dusty on the wall for many years, and strode out with his burly body, white hair, and never looked back!

The moment he turned around, two drops of old tears fell to the ground with a slap and shattered into pieces!

In the portrait on the wall, a kind-hearted old woman is still smiling forever, her eyes seem to reveal the portrait, the distant extension, the night wind blows in from the window, and the portrait rolls over for a while, as if doing a powerless act. keep...