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- Zhao Yun originally thought that the emperor would spare Zhuge Liang's life for the sake of the Song family and Zhuge Ling.
" In that case, Zhao Yun's hatred of destroying his family will be repaid by that.
Although Zhao Yun did not dare to question any of Yan Liang's decisions, let alone object, in his heart, he could not help but feel regretful and sad that the big news could not be repaid.
But now, something unexpected happened.
The emperor, when Zhao Yun felt that there was almost no hope, suddenly handed over the power of life and death to Zhuge Liang in his own hands.
How could this not be called Zhao Yun, ecstatic!
The gloom in his heart was gone. At this time, what Zhao Yun had was not only a surprise, but also an incomparable gratitude to Yan Liang.
He immediately straightened his clothes, stood solemnly, bowed deeply in the direction of the palace, and said: "My minister Zhao Yun has thanked your majesty for your great kindness. Your majesty's kindness is as heavy as Mount Tai. Yun will go through fire and water, no matter what, in order to repay your majesty." Big favor."
After three bows, Zhao Yun strode out and left the house with a heart full of revenge.
Zhao Yun ordered Zhuge Liang to be taken to the north gate of Luoyang, where he would execute Zhuge Liang and offer sacrifices to the souls of his family members in Yecheng.
Zhao Yun was so excited that he galloped straight towards the north gate.
When we climbed to the top of the North Gate City, it was already the setting sun, and the setting sun dyed the majestic Luoyang City with a thin golden coat.
Zhao Yun held his sword and stood at the top of the city. The surging and excitement in his heart was difficult to suppress. He, who had always been calm, was now a little excited and confused.
Those painful memories of the past are flooding into my mind at this moment.
At the top of Yecheng City, the tragic scenes of family members being executed by Zhuge Liang one by one were like knives, constantly torturing Zhao Yun.
Those pains. Zhao Yun no longer has to avoid those hatreds today. He has released the floodgates in his heart, allowing those painful feelings to torture him wantonly.
Zhao Yun must feel the deepest pain. Only pain can inspire his complex fire and make him even more cold-blooded and ruthless in revenge against Zhuge Liang.
In the intertwining of pain and hatred, footsteps and howling sounds sounded, when Zhao Yun turned around. The haggard Zhuge Liang has been dragged up to the north gate of Luoyang City like a dead pig.
When Zhao Yun saw that disgusting face, he was so angry that he wanted to rush forward. The urge to cut off Zhuge Liang's head with one sword.
Zhao Yun took a deep breath and endured it.
How could the lives of more than thirty members of his Zhao family be repaid by killing Zhuge Liang with one sword?
Zhao Yun held the sword in his hand, and his towering figure like a mountain slowly moved in front of Zhuge Liang, and pulled Zhuge Liang's body lying on the ground. Completely shrouded in his shadow.
"Zhuge Liang, you finally fell into my hands." Zhao Yun looked at Zhuge Liang coldly, with murderous intent in his voice.
Zhuge Liang stopped sobbing and subconsciously raised his head. When he recognized that iron-blooded face, half of his body suddenly twitched violently.
"Zhao Zhao Zhao Zilong" Zhuge Liang stammered.
Zhao Yun stared at him and said coldly: "Zhuge Liang, you killed my whole family. I, Zhao Yun, will always remember it in my heart. God has eyes. The emperor is kind. Today, I, Zhao Yun, can finally kill you for the sake of my family who died." Revenge."
Zhao Yun¡¯s words struck Zhuge Liang with daggers, making his hair stand on end and his heart trembling with fear.
He knew that Zhao Yun did not kill him with a sword at this moment, but planned to use more cruel methods to make his life worse than death.
"Zilong, I really had no choice at the time. I didn't mean to do it. You, sir, have a lot of money, so please forgive my confusion." Zhuge Liang was already insane and actually begged Zhao Yun for love.
Zhao Yun is not like Liu Bei who shouts slogans of benevolence and righteousness. Zhao Yun treats others with justice and benevolence in ordinary life.
Zhuge Liang took a fancy to this, so he wanted to use Zhao Yun's benevolence to make his final struggle.
However, Zhao Yun snorted coldly and said disdainfully: "If I, Zhao Yun, gave my wealth to a despicable and shameless villain like you, wouldn't I be laughed at by everyone in the world for my stupidity?"
"Zilong, you really misunderstood. In fact, I didn't do that intentionally in Yecheng that day. Liu Bei left a secret order and forced me to do that. I really had no choice but to do it"
At this time, Zhuge Liang had an idea and put the responsibility on Liu Bei. Anyway, Liu Bei could no longer escape Goguryeo. It was up to Zhuge Liang to pour any dirty water on Liu Bei with his mouth.
Zhao ?After hearing Zhuge Liang's explanation, his stern face couldn't help but reveal a look of contempt and disgust.
He sneered and said sarcastically: "You and that hypocrite Liu Bei are really a match made in heaven. Liu Bei is used to blaming all the bad things he does on others, and you are the same. You hypocrites, what? It¡¯s time to be brave and be a man for once.¡±
Hearing Zhao Yun¡¯s sarcasm, Zhuge Liang not only did not feel the slightest bit ashamed, on the contrary, he continued to make up lies to justify what he had done and did not dare to admit it.
"If Zhuge Liang really dared to act and be a real man for once, how could he beg for mercy from Yan Liang?
He didn¡¯t know that what he got in exchange for his hard excuses and hard pleas was not Zhao Yun¡¯s sympathy, but deep disgust.
"If Zhuge Liang feels guilty, frankly admits what he has done, and asks Zhao Yun for forgiveness, Zhao Yun may be able to give him a happy life.
But now, Zhuge Liang has personally blocked his only way to a happy death.
"Come here, tie up this despicable and shameless villain." Zhao Yun shouted impatiently.
Several soldiers rushed forward, dragged Zhuge Liang up with his broken leg, and tied him to a cross at the top of the city.
"Take off all his clothes for me," Zhao Yun continued to shout.
The soldiers rushed up like wolves, and with a few chirps, they stripped Zhuge Liang naked.
Zhuge Liang's body, which was so hungry that only his skin and bones were left, was naked and exposed in the cold wind of winter.
It is now winter, and the weather in Luoyang has plummeted. Although it is not extremely cold, the north wind is blowing, making people shiver with cold.
Now Zhuge Liang has been stripped of his clothes, standing naked in the cold wind of winter. The bone-chilling chill has frozen Zhuge Liang to pieces in the blink of an eye.
And the shame of being naked and exposed made Zhuge Liang even more embarrassed.
"Zilongpleasepleaseplease" Zhuge Liang was so cold that his teeth chattered, and he was so trembling that he couldn't even speak a word clearly.
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Zhao Yun drew out his sword and walked slowly to Zhuge Liang with a face full of vengeful fury.
Under the setting sun, the sword blade reflected a frightening cold light, and the murderous intent in Zhao Yun's eyes was unprecedentedly fierce.
When Zhuge Liang saw Zhao Yun's approaching cold sword, he was so frightened that his whole body trembled. He struggled desperately and begged bitterly.
"This sword is to avenge my son!" Zhao Yun shouted sharply and thrust out the sword without hesitation.
With a shrill scream, Zhuge Liang's shoulder had been deeply penetrated by the cold sword.
When it was so cold and the ground was so cold, the pain of being pierced by a sword again can be imagined. Zhuge Liang was as painful as bone marrow, and he howled hoarsely like a slaughtered pig.
After stabbing with the sword, Zhao Yun shook his arm and pulled out the sword.
From the bloody wound, the blood flowed out in strands, and soon it was all over Zhuge Liang. Due to the cold weather, it didn't take long for it to condense into blood clots.
"This sword is to avenge my dead wife." Zhao Yun gritted his teeth and shouted, and stabbed out the bloody sword again.
"Ah~~" Zhuge Liang howled at the top of his lungs again, his throat almost breaking.
Zhao Yun was merciless, thinking of a dead relative, so he stabbed Zhuge Liang's body with his sword. In a short time, more than ten holes had been dug out.
At this time, Zhuge Liang was in so much pain that he almost fainted.
It's just that Zhao Yun's swordsmanship is extremely good, and every sword strike is very measured. It hurts Zhuge Liang to the bone marrow without being fatal. In addition, the weather is cold and the ground freezes, and the blood can easily solidify. Therefore, Zhuge Liang suffered more than ten blows. The sword is still alive.
"ZilongI was wrongpleaseplease give me a break"
This cruel torture has destroyed Zhuge Liang's will to survive. At this time, this so-called Crouching Dragon just wants to die happily.
With Zhao Yun¡¯s personality, he didn¡¯t say it, but in his heart he didn¡¯t agree with Yan Liang¡¯s method of torturing his enemies.
But now, Zhao Yun, who has a bereavement and blood feud, just wants to vent his anger for revenge, so he will not pay attention to Zhuge Liang's plea.
"This sword is for my uncle."
"This sword is for my aunt."
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One sword after another, when night fell and torches were lit on the top of the city, Zhuge Liang's body had been stabbed with more than thirty holes, and his whole body was covered with ice and snow.
And under the torture of severe pain and cold, Zhuge Liang was numb from pain, with only one breath left, and he didn't even have the strength to howl.
At this time, Zhao Yun had stabbed each of his relatives with a sword, and the flaming fire of revenge was almost vented.
It¡¯s time, it¡¯s time to put an end to this despicable and shameless man.
Zhao Yun then ordered that Zhuge Liang, who was covered in blood, be removed from the cross and his head be pressed on the battlements.
Zhao Yun changed to a big sword, raised his hands high, and hung the big sword high above Zhuge Liang's neck.
Zhuge Liang knew that his last moment had finally arrived.
Various scenes from the past flashed before his eyes like lightning. Finally, Zhuge Liang remembered that in Xiangyang, Yan Liang sent people with generous gifts to Longzhong to sincerely request him to help.
At that time, he was arrogant and self-possessed. He regarded Yan Liang as nothing and flatly refused without even thinking about it.
"If, at that time, I had not been so arrogant and looked down upon Yan Liang so much, would I still have ended up like today"
Zhuge Liang murmured to himself, and in his heart, a deep regret came out like a tide.
Tears of regret also fell from the deep-set eyes.
Unfortunately, everything is too late.
Zhao Yun roared angrily, and slashed down his sword angrily. - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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