Datang broom star

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Bah!Bah!

The warehouse was smashed open.

"Move everything out and stuff it at the city gate!"

The sundries in the warehouse, such as desks and beds, are what Jia Ping'an has been optimistic about for a long time.

"Move out!"

Baiqi struggled to carry these sundries to the city gate.

"Professional!"

Jia Pingan saw that Li Jingye was struggling to carry the bed alone, so he waded across the water and followed the other side.

The two moved the couch into the city gate hole,

"lay down!"

The bed started to move as soon as it was put down.

"It's not heavy enough."

Jia Pingan wiped his face, turned around and looked behind him, "Pick up those rocks!"

Someone shouted: "That's something that can't move!"

Jia Pingan yelled, "Even the beams of the Tai Chi Palace have to be moved today, go get it!"

Teams of hundreds of riders are shuttled.

Bah!

A Baiqi fell down, and the people behind pulled him up and shouted: "Stand firm!"

Jia Pingan went to the top of the city and glanced ahead.

"I can't see clearly!"

Facing the mountain torrents, Xue Rengui lost his sharpness on the battlefield, and was a little helpless.

In history, he was unable to restrain his subordinates in the face of mountain torrents, and stood here alone. In the end, as the mountain torrents got bigger and bigger, he dragged and hid in a high place, shouting desperately at the palace.

Jia Ping turned his face.

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It's like a monster is walking slowly in the mountains, every step is shocking.

"quick!"

The entire inner palace is asleep.

"Where are the inspectors?"

Cheng Da thought he would be blocked, but he didn't even have a hair.

In history, floods rushed in like this, and no one noticed. As soon as the emperor fled to a high place, the palace was flooded.

"His Majesty!"

When he arrived outside the bedroom, Cheng Da shouted: "Your Majesty!"

"Ok!"

Li Zhi, who was sleeping soundly, woke up suddenly, his eyes were dull, and then his eyes were cold, "What's the matter?"

He turned his eyes and stared at the horizontal knife on the wall.

"Your Majesty, the flood is coming, go to the high place quickly!"

"what?"

Li Zhi was still in a daze when Wang Zhongliang's voice came from outside, "Cheng Da? Why are you here?"

"Wang Zhongguan, hurry up, send your majesty to Wu Zhaoyi to warn the police, go!"

Cheng Da regretted all his guts, and thought that something happened to Wu Zhaoyi, and in the future, Uncle Wu Yang would definitely be able to make me die.

Li Zhi quickly dressed.

"His Majesty!"

Wang Zhongliang whispered outside.

"Open the door!"

The door was opened, and a gust of damp cold wind blew in.

Li Zhi had a knife on his waist, and his eyes turned.

"Light the torch!"

Wang Zhongliang gave an order, and a servant lit a torch.

puff!

Flame struggled up.

It illuminates the hundreds of riders below.

These Baiqi had thrown away their bamboo hats a long time ago, and now they looked covered in mud and water, like demons crawling out of the ground.

Li Zhi asked, "Be clear."

Cheng Da said: "The mountain torrent is coming from the Xuanwu gate. Uncle Wuyang and his brothers are blocking it, but they are worried that they will not be able to stop it, so they let the minister lead people into the palace to warn. Uncle Wuyang said, please go to a higher place immediately. Go, and do not stay in the temple."

Li Zhi was startled, "Mountain torrent?"

This word is a little strange to him.

Cheng Da stepped back and lowered his head, "Please look, Your Majesty!"

Li Zhi stepped forward.

"Bring the torch over here!"

Someone blocked it with an umbrella and passed the torch.