Blood dripped on the soil, and the sharp blade was not stained with filth. Li Baihu was still wiping it finely.

"Sir, that Yang Zhu..."

Yun Xuanji stood aside, but he wanted to speak but stopped.

Unlike Li Baihu, he really saw with his own eyes the scene of Taoist Yunni being forced and Nie Longtian leaving in anger.

Although he didn't know what method Yang Yu used to force the Yunni Taoist back, he knew very well what this meant.

Fame all over the world?

No, it is famous all over the world!

He could almost foresee that when today's events spread all over the world, it was also the time when the dragon in the city turned into a dragon!

Perhaps it may not be possible to raise your arms and shout, and respond to them, but no one can say that it has no foundation.

In the final analysis, the most inexpensive thing in this world is people...

"he……"

Li Baihu put his knife into the sheath and was about to leave when he suddenly frowned, and white light appeared from his sleeves.

Bang!

Yun Xuanji took the round light mirror in surprise and looked up and saw that Li Baihu had already gone far away.

"grown ups……"

Yun Xuanji was shocked and was about to say something, but when he saw the white light dissipate, his body trembled, and he knelt down with a round light mirror:

"I am the queen, I will be happy to see my emperor, and I will live forever..."

Kneeling on the ground and bowing his head, Yun Xuanji could not see anything in the round light mirror, but could hear the indifferent and majestic voice:

"Where is Li Baihu?"

"Go back, go back to Your Majesty. Lord..."

Yun Xuanji complained in his heart and betrayed the emperor:

"Sir, he is not here..."

...

Bang!

The round light mirror with black iron frame was crushed.

Wanlong Dao, Shendu, south of the imperial city, before the ancient Taoist temple, a large number of people were kneeling down on the jade-like square.

Guards, palace maids, eunuchs...

Feeling the unconcealed rage, everyone was trembling regardless of status or martial arts.

"Yang Yu..."

Emperor Qianheng stood with his hands behind his back, his graceful face was full of coldness and solemnity:

"Liu Jing!"

"His Majesty……"

Liu Jing knelt on one knee and waited for the order.

Emperor Qianheng lowered his eyes:

"I want you to die, will you die?"

Liu Jing grabbed the ground with his head and said in a deep voice:

"If the king wants his minister to die, he has to die!"

"Wang Xi, what about you?"

Bang!

With heavy bows, the floor tiles were broken, Wang Xi responded in a deep voice:

"Slaves must not dare to hesitate at all..."

"I am the king of the world and the father of all people. How dare I..."

Emperor Qianheng's voice was very cold, leaving the inside and outside the square silent.

"Your Majesty, with your order, even if you die, you will kill this beast!"

Liu Jing's face was flushed and responded sternly.

Wang Xi kowtowed, and his face was full of murderous intent.

"What's the use of Taoist Yunni who has returned without success?"

Emperor Qianheng waved his hand.

What else did the two of them want to say, but only a cold voice came:

"Call the deputy commander of the Jinyiwei, Yan Jingming, come and see me!"

"yes!"

Emperor Qianheng did not listen to the barking of the hawks and dogs under his command, and slowly walked into the Taoist temple.

The small Taoist temples are decorated in simple and elegantly, and are mostly top-notch jade, carved in an instant, and there are dragons everywhere. Any place is a work of art that is difficult to find in the world.

As the Taoist temple portal closed, the anger on Emperor Qianheng disappeared, and his entire aura was like a dry well in the deep pool, without any ripples.

There are only three main halls in the Taoist temple, with the elixir house on the left and the static room on the right. Emperor Qianheng took the red elixir and took it.

Walk into the main hall.

There is no statue of the god in this hall, only one word hanging high, called "Heaven"!

call!

After burning incense for a stick of worship, Emperor Qianheng's eyes fell under the word "Heaven", while waiting for the tall and unmarked sky monument.

Extend your hand and engrave the two words:

Cloud mud!

Buzz!

A faint light emanated, and ancient sounds resounded through the hall along with obscure Taoist scripts:

"Yunni, the eighteenth list of Jinxiu, the rank of 'Divine Talisman', the Taoist Fruit's 'Divine Talisman Book'..."

Emperor Qianheng stood with his hands behind his back, closed his eyes and listened. As the divine sound echoed, the battle outside the northwest city seemed to emerge in his heart.

only……

"Are you really forced to retreat, or do you retreat without fighting?"

Asked, got answers:

“Forced to retreat…”

"Is he really forced to retreat?"

Emperor Qianheng frowned, raised his hand again, and two big words fell on the stone tablet:

"Yang Yu..."

In the dark light, the divine sound echoes:

"The twelfth place in the mountains and rivers... the rest are unknown!"

"Unknown, unaware..."

A calm expression was occupied by rage. Emperor Qianheng slapped the stone tablet with a heavy palm, and a terrifying and angry light emerged in his eyes:

"Why, unknown?!"

Furious, shocked...

Emperor Qianheng's chest was up and down, and many files about Yang Yu appeared in his mind.

At first, he never took the mud legs from this small border town seriously, even though he did a series of "big things" in the eyes of ordinary people.

But I don’t think such a lowly person is worthy of any consideration.

Even if Xu Wenji and Li Baihu wrote letters many times, he didn't care much. The reason why he wanted to recruit was before the compiler of Jinxiu Mountain and Rivers.

That day, he seemed to be upset by Li Baihu, or perhaps he had a whim and left his name on the "Divine Monument".

And at that time, the answer to the divine monument was:

No one was found!

Buzz ~

As the palm fell heavily, the stone tablet suddenly shone with a deep light, and words appeared on it again.

"Um?!"

Emperor Qianheng's eyes shook and he read out the two obscure Taoist essays that appeared on it:

“Outside the domain…”

...

...

Hidden blue short beating, slinging scarf, black trousers, jailer uniform.

As night was approaching, he had already changed his clothes on Monday and went out. In the future, the family members of the prisoners who were asking for treatment would be left behind.

Monday was a prisoner, and his ancestors have been jailers for generations. It is said that they have been passed down for more than 130 years and have been in total for six generations.

The prison guard's job is quite good, but the most important thing about the reason why his family can do this job for six generations is that it is not affected by oil and water.

No matter how much it is, it won't touch.

He lives in the west of the city, which is the dirtiest and messy place in the northwest city, and is very different from the south of the city.

Most of the people living here are peddlers and the families of officials who have committed crimes are also here.

The prison is also here.

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"Um!"

After a brief exchange, the jailer who was in vain was replaced, he mentioned the lanterns on Monday, began to patrol the prison cells, and delivered meals by the way.

The prison, even the prison in the Northwest City, is not a good place. Two meals a day, clear soup is weak, starved to death, and cannot starve to death. It all depends on how much fat you have when you come in.

Also see how much money the family spends outside.

Even if there is a big banner with Yang characters on the top of the city wall, there is not much improvement. At most, two spoons of clear soup are added?

This also caused many prisoners to complain. Although these two spoonfuls of soup, many people would not be able to starve to death.

If you cut off your wealth, even if you become the boss, you will be scolded.

For example, on Monday, I heard my companions cursing and walking back, half of which was dissatisfied with the new boss and half of whom was dissatisfied with the one in the depths of the prison:

"I thought I was an old man?! I don't eat this one, and I don't drink that one! I can't eat a meal of meat for three days. Do you think it's too thin?!"

"So what's wrong?"

Zhou Yi was moved.

"It's not that sick 'tiger'!"

The prison guard complained:

"That Lord Yang is the same. He clearly has no friendship with this person. Why do you even tell him to eat and drink?

This old guy's mouth is harder than a stone, so he should starve to death!"

"Sick Tiger..."

Zhou Yi was shocked and knew who he was talking about.

Yan Dongjun has been in charge for more than ten years, but it has actually occupied the three states for the past three years. The reason for this is related to this sick tiger.

The sick tiger, named Qin Lihu, was originally a general in Yanzhou and was in charge of the troops of a state. His martial arts and military tactics were all superior.

The reason why Northwest Road has not fallen in the past decade is related to him.

How to...

"Let me go."

After taking over the chore on Monday, I picked up the lantern and food box and headed towards the depths of the prison.

In the Northwest Prison, there are naturally many prisoners who are imprisoned, including some powerful men in the martial arts world and good martial arts masters, but the one who is detained at the deepest point is naturally this former general.

Two red lights flashed suddenly in the depths of the dim and dull prison. Zhou Yi's heart trembled. Before he could retreat, he felt that his hands were empty and the food box was taken away.

Then, it is the chewing sound that makes people feel sour.

"Refresh, refreshing! You still have to eat fatty people when you eat meat, and you are so thin that you don't even eat dogs!"

Like the sound of iron and stone rubbing, deep in the prison, this sick tiger spoke:

"Who are you?"

After hearing the inquiry, Zhou Yi couldn't help but feel excited and quickly replied:

"Return, General, I am a prisoner in the southern district of Dazhu, the sixteenth house area, what do you have..."

However, before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by absurdity:

"I'm not asking you!"

The red eyes reappeared.

In the corner, the man had a unkempt face, but his body was really strong. Even if the pipa bone was penetrated with iron chains, he was as aggressive as a tiger:

"Good body skills and martial arts! Those who can silently bully three feet in front of me are definitely not names, you are..."

"ah?"

Monday was shocked, and a warm palm fell on his shoulder. The person who came spoke calmly, and his voice and eyes filled the entire cell.

"Who am I, don't you know?"

The empty room is white?!

Qin Lihu's pupils shrank violently for a moment, and he saw a young man wearing a black suit and a long sword in the narrow alley.

"Prime Yang!"

The name of a person, the shadow of a tree.

At this moment, today, in this northwest city, no one's name is louder than these two words.

I heard the name of the person who came, not to mention the frightened Monday, even the prisoners who were invaded by light nearby were all lost their voices.

Qin Lihu narrowed his eyes, and his spine was clattering, like a frightened tiger, emitting the coldness of the birth:

"It's really you..."

"Three years of precipitation, General Qin is only one line away from the entrance, right? Is it a happy congratulations..."

There are also Jiang Wu and Fang Ada, the two fates of the state of Yanzhou, and Jiang Wu, and Fang Ada, which are the temporary choices. The Northwest City, the center of the three states, will never be without.
Chapter completed!