Wei Changhui got what he wanted. Now, he has become a rebellion who vented his anger for the Heavenly King, and has transformed into a fighter who fights for the Eastern King Zhaoxue to quell the rebellion.

"It is great to know that mistakes can be corrected!" Wei Changhui looked at Hong Xiuquan, who was pale and the same as the dead, and taught a lesson in a heavy tone, "You are the king of heaven, we must respect your status, but you must be united with us in order to revive the might of the heavenly dynasty. This lesson is painful, I hope the king of heaven will take it as a warning."

"I...I am determined to withdraw from the national affairs, and everything will be presided over by Changpao, An and the two kings of Ning." Hong Xiuquan moaned like a exhaustion, "I...I am old..."

"Why, why bother?" Wei Changhui shook his head repeatedly, "But now, it's time for the King of Heaven to rest. You think about what the change in Tianjing is due to? Although the disaster of the King of Heaven is also a pity, and there are many reasons. However, the root cause is that everyone is blindly greedy for self-protection and let it develop. Some people even contribute to the fire. In the end... I think that the King of Heaven should go back and write a good article that can give everyone a warning, so that the people who have suffered the trouble of chaos can understand, and that other regions can get similar enlightenment, so as not to harm the country or the family."

Hong Xiuquan understood that Wei Changhui was hinting at him and asked him to use his good skills to transfer all his sins to Lin Haifeng's head. For some reason, at this moment, he actually felt a little grateful to this vicious Wei Changhui.

For a few days, he had been happy in front of him, and had not had time to carefully consider how to deal with Lin Haifeng who was leading his troops. Now that Yang Xiuqing and Shi Dakai are gone, can Lin Haifeng let him go easily? In contrast, Wei Changhui did think more profoundly and more advanced.

"Your Highness, Li Fuyou surrounded Jinlong City!" Liu Dapeng, who had just brought people out of the Jinlong Palace, hurriedly ran back.

"How could this happen?" Wei Changhui was stunned, "Where is the person guarding the Tianchao Gate?"

"***, it was all Zhou Degui. He made money to open the Tianchao Sect. If it weren't for the timely departure of the humble position, the Shengtian Sect would have been tricked by him."

"Bastard!" Wei Changhui slammed his head hard, and his sarcastic gaze immediately swept towards Hong Xiuquan.

When he heard this news, Hong Xiuquan was not as good as usual. He felt a headache when he heard Li Fuyou's name. He was a little excited. Li Fuyou was back, and there would be a girl book coming back next. Under pressure, he had already decided to join forces with Wei Changhui again, and his mind started to move again.

"The King of Heaven, they are not here to save you." Wei Changhui saw through Hong Xiuquan's thoughts and reminded him, "They are here to take revenge."

Hong Xiuquan's heart, which had just become a little warm, suddenly became cold again. Tianjing was already in a state of headless dragons. Now, whoever has more guns, his waist is thicker, and his courage is strong. He looked at first in a daze, then in a dusty face, Meng Deen, "Geen, carry me to the city. I want to live and die with Jinlong City, Changpao, and all my brothers."

"The King of Heavenly Kings and Virtue!" Wei Changhui rushed forward, his face full of smiles, and gently helped Hong Xiuquan up.

Hong Xiuquan climbed to the Holy Heaven Gate again. He took the golden crown of the Heavenly King who had been abandoned in the previous chaotic situation handed over by Wei Changhui and put it on again.

The sky has begun to brighten, and the gunshots in the city of Tianjing, as lively as the sound of firecrackers during the festival, were silent. Under the dawn, Hong Xiuquan straightened his back and tried his best to be a great man's fearlessness, or heroic spirit. Facing the countless soldiers holding bright swords and guns below, he regarded him as the king of heaven, and he was the real master of the Celestial Empire.

"Brothers..." Hong Xiuquan took the initiative and said this, and he couldn't continue his words. In the chaos and confusion on the top of the city, he really saw a person, which was Yang Xiuqing with a solemn face.

"The King of the East is here!" Whether it was Hong Xiuquan or Wei Changhui, they could hear the whispers of the soldiers around them, and they were still holding something in their arms. Even themselves, their hearts were already like a little rabbit book in their arms, pounding, and they seemed to fall into the ice river in an instant, completely stiff.

There was a silence beginning from the Holy Heaven Gate.

Hong Xiuquan looked at Wei Changhui beside him, his face was ashes. Why did the sky collapse? He suddenly had a foreshadowing of the end of the world.

"Dong...Brother Dong Wang..." Wei Changhui was rolling out in the bloody storm. He pressed his hands on the wall to suppress the panic in his heart, "Don't do it well." He forgot that he used to call Dong Wang "Third Brother".

"Who knows whether you are ill or not? I, Yang Xiuqing, came to listen to you for your crimes." Yang Xiuqing looked blank and pointed at the soldiers confronting the city. "Isn't it just to kill people? You can come openly, why do you have to do these stealing activities? If Yang Xiuqing deserves to die, he really committed an unforgivable crime. No one needs to do it."

This is the last battle of the back. Wei Changhui gritted his teeth hard, "Brother Dongwang, don't blame me. You shouldn't beat the king of heaven, and you shouldn't force me to be named 'Long Live'. Since ancient times, there are no two masters in the country, and there are no two days. Even if you have great achievements, the vast brothers of the Heavenly Dynasty will not tolerate you doing so. I just obeyed the emperor's edict to clear the king's side and restore the power that the king should have. There is no personal grudge in it."

"It's because of this?" Yang Xiuqing shook his head, "It's because of this that you can kill innocent people. It's because of this that you can instigate people who don't know the truth to burn, kill, and loot everywhere in Tianjing? It's because of this that you pushed tens of thousands of people to death, but you didn't take my life, Yang Xiuqing?"

"Yang Xiuqing, don't continue to deceive yourself." Wei Changhui slapped the wall with force, "You know better than anyone else than anyone else. These brothers who have been deceived by you regard all those who are loyal to the Heavenly King as mortal enemies, and their hands are covered with blood of innocent people. You know better than me. I advise those brothers who still have conscience to not continue to be used by others for the sake of the Heavenly Kingdom, and to wake up early. The Heavenly King, the Heavenly Kingdom can live without blame. You must be clear. The Eastern King you are following is the biggest executioner. Not only will he usurp the throne of the Heavenly King, but he also uses any means to murder the Wing King crazy in order to clear the obstacles for his despicable intentions."

"Okay, if you can prove that the Wing King was murdered by me, Yang Xiuqing, then I, Yang Xiuqing, would go to the rooftop by myself, raise the fire and burn yourself to apologize to the people of the world!" Yang Xiuqing smiled coldly.

"Don't be stubborn. If the King of Wings is a testimony for the killing of the Wings, the king of heaven will testify. The killer you sent has been captured in Shanghai." Wei Changhui was also sneering.

"I... I testify." Hong Xiuquan had already seen the banner of Hong Xuanjiao, who was riding from the Tianchao Gate, and his inherent expression suddenly appeared. "Brothers of the Tianchao, don't follow the rebels anymore. Yang Xiuqing's oppression is still a trivial matter, but he murdered the Dapao I leaned against, and secretly seized the weapons and ammunition sent to the Jiangbei War Zone in Shanghai, trying to kill the An Wang army, resulting in the defeat of the Jiangbei Tianjun. Li Fuyou, aren't you the commander of the guards? I ordered you and your soldiers to capture the rebel Yang Xiuqing immediately."

"Second brother, aren't you confused?" Hong Xuanjiao separated the crowd and walked up quickly, pointing at the horse whip book on the top of the city, constantly shaking, "What are you doing? You made Tianjing bloody, and you are still talking nonsense here in broad daylight, shameless. You shouted that it was for the Tianchao, and the Tianchao will be ruined sooner or later in your hands!"

Hong Xiuquan and Wei Changhui were speechless.

They not only saw the senior officials of the "Tianjing Railway Station Tourist Tourist Group" who arrived with Hong Xuanjiao's banner, but also saw a figure that shouldn't have appeared at this time, Shi Dakai.

Lies are lies after all.

"Did you see it all? Who is the real conspirator?" Yang Xiuqing looked at the senior officials who witnessed the thrilling everywhere in Tianjing with his own eyes, then looked at Hong Xuanjiao with red faces and stopped talking.

Hong Xuanjiao looked at Hong Xiuquan on the Shengtian Gate, and a trace of sadness flashed through her eyes, "Second brother, order the city to open. Your Highness Beiwang, don't do it for yourself, but also think about the lives of these thousands of brothers and your family."

Neither Hong Xiuquan nor Wei Changhui spoke, but stood there as if he was standing in a wooden pile. Hong Xiuquan was desperate, but Wei Changhui was even more desperate than him, heartbroken. Not only did he fall into the trap planned by Yang Xiuqing and others, he also struggled in the trap that Hong Xiuquan had already dug. This is really big.

"I will give you one last chance. If you don't open the city, I will order the Golden Dragon City to burn!" After Hong Xuanjiao said that, he waved at the guards behind him and shouted loudly, "Come on turmeric oil, prepare to burn together from all directions to burn this living coffin!"

"Slow down!" Shi Dakai grabbed Hong Xuan's furious hand and looked up at the top of the city. "Brother Beiwang, things have come to this point, and it has become meaningless in the future. Let's disarm. If there is anything we can sit down and discuss slowly, why should we laugh at the Qing demons? You burned the East Prince's Mansion, but the East Prince has ordered the protection of the North Prince's Mansion. Brother Wang's family is safe and sound. As long as Brother Wang ordered the disarm to protect the Heavenly King's safety, Dakai also promised Brother Wang that he would definitely keep Brother Wang's life."

Wei Changhui's body shook for a while.

"No! Your Highness!" Liu Dapeng waved his short spear and shouted loudly, "How many have they killed? How could he let us go easily? The Heavenly Kingdom belongs to the Heavenly King. They ignore the Heavenly King, which is to betray them. We must fight with them to the end!"

"What kind of fight?" Wei Changhui finally spoke, with helplessness and grief.

"You cowards who are more incest than the sky, and are even younger than the rabbit books!" Liu Dapeng roared like crazy, raised his hand and shot Wei Changhui.
Chapter completed!