Chapter 383 The two sisters of Ziluan and Qingluan, Qin Youde who was embraced by the princess
Han Anming's paralyzed face could not help but turn into a horrified look at this moment.
But Qin Yang was actually even more shocked...
This token was given to him by Marry Yi when he left, saying that he would take it out to save his life when he encountered danger after arriving in the wilderness.
At that time, the wedding dress was an understatement, and Qin Yang never paid much attention to it, just taking it as a souvenir.
After all, this token has no name, no authority, and only one word in total. Its appearance is also very simple, not refined at all.
Before coming to the southern border, Qin Yang really didn't realize how powerful this thing was.
After arriving in the Southern Territory, Xu Wencheng sent some books if he had anything to do. One of them contained an introduction to the regulations of the Tokens of the Divine Dynasty.
As mentioned above, this kind of round-shaped token with only one word "Ling" is particularly special. According to the regulations of the Great Ying Dynasty, there is only one kind, that is, it is made by the Great Emperor himself and given to the Prince of the East Palace and the extremely favored prince.
of.
But these are all for sons and grandsons, there is no record of giving them to daughters or granddaughters...
Thinking that Wedding Dress had been trapped there for who knows how long, Qin Yang felt that even if Wedding Dress was from the royal family and had a respected status, it might be because of the passage of time, too much time had passed, or perhaps the events back then were more sensitive.
So there was no record afterwards.
I have thought a lot, but I have never thought of this situation...
It's not that the token is useless, it's just that I didn't expect the wedding dress to be so powerful.
Just a token was enough to scare Han Anming into turning green. He didn't care about so many rules and just slapped a bunch of charges on Zhang Weiyin's head. He even forcibly deprived Zhang Weiyin of his foreign order.
Already...
It had been speculated before that the wedding dress was just a princess getting married.
Now it seems that whose princess will be sent for marriage is so powerful?
Princesses who are not valued and are not even the emperor's biological children should not be given the status of princesses and sent to marry...
Looking at Han Anming's reaction, Qin Yang couldn't help but regret taking out the token.
Obviously, the news that the wedding dress returned to the wilderness was not made public at all, and she even did not return to the divine dynasty at all.
If I take out the token myself, will it harm her?
After thinking for a moment, she rationally felt that the wedding dress was an understatement and was given to him for use. Naturally, she was not afraid that Qin Yang would harm her if he revealed it.
But I still couldn't help but feel a little worried...
Of course, what worries me is not the aftermath of this incident.
But I am worried that if the wedding dress does not go back, where will she go? What if she is in danger if she does not recover?
Qin Yang was distracted, his eyes were unfocused, and his head was in chaos.
Han Anming on the side saw this scene, clutching his chest, feeling worried, and his face turned green again...
It had nothing to do with him in the first place. Fortunately, I didn't do anything too extreme. I just made routine inquiries and was not punished. Now I know that this person has this token in his hand...
It is obvious that the token has been completely refined.
In this case, the person back then must still be alive, and she personally gave this token to Qin Yang.
That is someone you must value so much and be so close to...
Qin Yang had a bad fate and his foundation was damaged. He finally advanced to the next level, but it was only a rare first-level spiritual platform.
I finally made up for some losses and formed a forty-fifth-level spiritual platform. I was knocked back to my original shape again. I am afraid it is impossible to recover this time...
Han Anming was also in a mess. Before he could think about it, a purple light suddenly appeared in the sky.
The light turned into a purple luan bird, spread its wings and sang a cry. In an instant, the flow of spiritual energy in the area thousands of miles around stopped.
The purple light came from the void and traveled thousands of miles in an instant. When the eyes could see it, the purple light had suddenly rushed over the government office from an extremely far distance and turned into a man wearing a mask and a purple robe, whose face could not be seen clearly.
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However, even though the face cannot be seen clearly, there is still a graceful figure, which is looming under the loose robe. This person is obviously a woman.
Han Anming's pupils suddenly shrank, and he thought to himself.
Sure enough, God’s patrol angel!
The guard patrols the land hundreds of millions of miles away in the void where the divine dynasty is located. No matter whether it is foreign demons, ferocious beasts, or people with ulterior motives from other places, it is absolutely impossible for them to cross the void.
The number of patrol angels is small, and their strength is ominous. But according to rumors, the weakest ones are the best among the powerful ones in the Tao Palace.
Before he could step forward to greet him, he saw another green light shining in the east. In an instant, it left a trace of light thousands of miles across in the sky. There was also an additional person in a blue robe above the government office.
woman.
This woman's hair was tied up, her figure was slightly plump, and she had a pair of red phoenix eyes. With a slight glance, everyone present was suddenly distracted and their consciousness was erratic, as if their souls had been snatched away.
"Hey, sister Ziluan, why are you here too? You move so fast..."
The woman in green clothes who came later smiled coquettishly and said hello to the girl in purple clothes.
The girl in purple didn't say anything. She swayed and landed in the government office.
She ignored the people around her and walked up to the token hanging in the air. As if she were seeing a real person, she opened her hood and took off her mask, revealing a beautiful, pale face with a cold expression.
Then, as if seeing a real person, he knelt down and bowed down.
"My subordinate, Zi Luan, pays homage to the Great Emperor Ji."
As soon as he finished speaking, there were three loud bangs on his head. When he raised his head, two lines of hot tears rolled down his deserted face.
As for the woman in green, the smile on her face also faded. She moved forward, revealing a pair of bare feet under her robe. Stepping on the air, ripples appeared, and walked under the token. She also knelt down and bowed with great ceremony.
self-mumbling.
"Subordinate Qingluan, I would like to pay my respects to the Emperor Ji. Your Highness, you...are finally back..."
The two of them ignored everyone. After prostrating, the girl in green looked around, her eyes narrowed, and with a faint smile on her lips, she asked softly.
"It turns out to be Mr. Han from Dingtian Division. Please ask Mr. Han to clarify the mystery. Who sacrificed the Fei Luan Order?"
Han Anming had a grimace on his face. At this moment, his face looked as if it had been painted with green paint, and his mouth seemed to have a mouthful of moldy coptis. It was painful and heart-wrenching.
For a long while, no words came out...
How can I put it? It's just like what I guessed.
Da Di Ji’s Fei Luan Order, and what’s more terrible, among the patrolling angels of the Divine Dynasty, 99% of them were Da Di Ji’s people back then...
Moreover, most of them were brought out by Emperor Ji herself.
Many years have passed, and today's patrolling angels, the most powerful ones, are all die-hard loyalists of Emperor Ji back then.
What's even more terrible is that although the duties of the patrol angels have little overlap with various public offices in the divine dynasty, and they basically do not engage in direct confrontation, they are the ones who have the right to kill first and report later.
Unlike Dingtiansi, whose powers basically fall within the scope of the Divine Dynasty, if anything is discovered, it must be reported truthfully.
From tracing to arrest, the whole process is involved, but how to make a decision and how to deal with it is the emperor's business and has nothing to do with them.
Han Anming didn't even know how to deal with this matter...
But at this time, Zi Luan, who had a cold expression, stretched out her hand, and something like a mercury ball hung in her palm.
Zi Luan reached out and touched it, and the mercury ball turned into a silver mirror, quickly looking back on the past and showing everything that happened here in detail.
In fact, this silver mirror is a bit more advanced than Dingtiansi's, and it even has a sound...
After the two patrolling angels finished tracing back, Zi Luan looked at Zhang Weiyin expressionlessly.
Zhang Weiyin was so frightened that he almost peed, his throat kept shaking up and down, and his eyes trembled wildly. Little did he know that this Qin Yang backstage man was so scary.
It's nothing to offend Ruyang Marquis. At most, he will face some difficulties when doing things in the south.
But if he offends the patrol angel, and because of the Great Emperor Ji back then, he will die in a very rhythmic manner.
Qingluan on the side gently held her hand and comforted her softly.
"Sister Ziluan, we also have to abide by the rules. We can't break them because of this deer-headed and rat-eyed guy, right? Besides, weren't you scolded by my eldest sister last time because of that big bird covered in gold paint from the Demon Kingdom?
Have you passed it? Don't kill people randomly, we must be reasonable and follow the rules..."
Qingluan speaks in a soft voice, like a mature and gentle sister next door, which makes people feel like a spring breeze...
Both Han Anming and Zhang Weiyin could not help but breathe a sigh of relief.
However, at the next moment, Qingluan reached out and snapped his fingers, and a ball of green flame appeared out of thin air at Zhang Weiyin's feet.
The flames condensed into chains, binding him inside. Not only did the chains slowly shrink, but the flames also poured into Zhang Weiyin's seven orifices, burning his body inside and outside.
Zhang Weiyin opened his mouth and screamed, but the scream just started and then stopped suddenly. His tongue and throat were burned, and he was tightly bound, making it impossible to struggle even if he wanted to.
It can only burn quietly like a torch...
Qingluan still held Ziluan's arm and whispered softly.
"...So, you must not make a mistake this time. You have to ask your sister to reason with him and follow the rules. She must explain the same thing clearly. If the same thing is explained correctly, it will not be considered a mistake.
"
Qingluan let go of his hand, his eyes were still slightly squinted, he walked barefoot in front of Zhang Weiyin, smiled and said softly.
"What is your name? I'm not interested in knowing it. Now I'm going to tell you the rules and the truth. This truth is that people who have refined Fei Luan Ling are just like the Great Emperor Ji coming in person. If you dare to offend, you will be punished by death.
The crime of conspiracy is unforgivable."
Qingluan ignored Zhang Weiyin, who had turned into a man of fire and could not even make a sound. He walked slowly, swaying, and stepped on the bluestone slabs with his spotless jade feet before he came to Qin Yang.
With a flick of his hand, the iron chains binding Qin Yang instantly shattered into powder.
Then Qingluan leaned down, intending to pick Qin Yang up directly.
Qin Yang was stunned by the big sister's manipulations, and his eyes were dizzy due to the shaking. Qin Yang quickly waved his hand when he saw that he was about to be hugged by the princess.
"Don't... this... this girl, I can leave by myself..."
"You're so shy." Qingluan chuckled and reached out to brush Qin Yang's face. Qin Yang suddenly felt dizzy, and a cool feeling fell in his head. The injuries on his body, which were not serious in the first place, were quickly healed by the cool breath.
of recovery.
But the consciousness is slowly falling into silence...
The last time he passed out, Qin Yang felt himself being hugged by Qingluan...
It’s over, I was hugged by a woman princess...
I couldn't take a breath, I couldn't hold on any longer, my head tilted and I fainted.
Qing Luan picked up Qin Yang, and the piece of Fei Luan Ling flew back and fell into Qin Yang's arms.
Qingluan walked towards the door. When he passed by Han Anming, who was pretending to be dead the whole time, he glanced at the human-shaped fire pillar beside him.
"Mr. Han, do you have any objection to how this young lady is handled?"
"Master Qingluan, Han admires his fairness in dealing with things. In fact, before Master Qingluan came, this person had already been stripped of his status as Dingtian Siwaihou for committing many crimes. He is now just a guilty person.
." Han Anming was so stressed that he broke into a cold sweat and quickly cleared Dingtiansi of his responsibility.
"Oh, it's fine if you don't have an opinion. It's useless even if you have an opinion."
Qingluan and Ziluan took Qin Yang away.
Han Anming breathed a sigh of relief and felt extremely lucky. Fortunately, the patrolman who loved to enforce rules didn't look back at what happened in prison. Otherwise, even if he did nothing wrong, he wouldn't be able to get over it today.
He took another look at Zhang Weiyin, who had turned into a pillar of fire and was tightly bound in place by chains of green flames.
Han Anming waved to the people beside him.
"Seal this place up and don't let anyone get close to it. It's the Qingluan Fire of the Qingluan Patrol Angel. Anyone who touches it will be burned for at least 7749 days before they die..."
Glancing at Zhang Weiyin with sympathy, Han Anming quickly packed up his things and ran away.
If people over there knew the cause and effect, they might hold on to him and he would be dead.
Han Anming rubbed the soles of his feet and ran away, ignoring the work in the southern border. Anyway, something bigger has happened now. Let Dingtiansi send people again to deal with the matter here.
Han Anming just walked here for a while.
Outside the government office, bursts of booming footsteps could be heard, and the earth was shaking.
Marquis Ruyang was dressed in military uniform, holding waist accessories, and blocked the gate of the government office with an ashen complexion.
Behind him, eight hundred soldiers were like iron cans, wrapped in iron armor, with black evil aura rising straight into the sky.
"Han Anming, get out of here and treat me like Ruyang Marquis Mansion, which can't be squeezed out of mud!"
Marquis Ruyang opened his mouth and shouted loudly, the sound distorting the air. After a slight pause, he saw that the gate of the government office shattered and turned into powder.
The sound waves rolled away and resounded throughout the entire city.
After a long while, amidst the chaos, a yamen servant with a grimace carefully emerged from the side.
"Master Hou, please show mercy. Master Han has already escaped... and left. The young master was also rescued by the patrolling angel..."
The yamen servant pointed to a green human-shaped pillar of fire in the ruins of the ground.
"This is Mr. Zhang of Dingtiansi. He was burned to this state by the patrol angel. You guys really don't know anything. Mr. Han just borrowed the government office for a while..."
Marquis Ruyang was slightly startled, staring at the human-shaped fire pillar for a long time, and finally recognized it. It seemed to be Zhang Weiyin.
Most of Ruyang Hou's anger dissipated in an instant. He scratched his head and wondered why. What is this all about?
I seem to have heard Qi Yi say before that Qin Yang boasted that he had friends all over the world. Is this true?
Why are you still friends with the patrol angel?
No matter how friendly we are, we won’t let the patrolling angels take action personally, right?
But looking at Zhang Weiyin who was bound and burning by the flame chain, it was indeed the Qingluan Fire of Qingluan Patrolling Angel...
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On the other side, in a room, Qin Yang was lying on the bed, frowning. After a long while, he suddenly sat up with a sound.
After touching his chest and looking at his clothes, Qin Yang breathed a sigh of relief.
It scared me to death. It turned out to be a dream...
In the dream, he was held and snatched away by a scary, grinning woman, the princess...
There was a flash of green light, and Qingluan was leaning on the bed, her slender jade fingers gently resting on his shoulder.
Qin Yang felt his shoulders sink, as if a mountain was pressing down on him.
"Hey, little brother, are you awake?"
Qin Yang was startled and suddenly recalled what happened before. It turned out that it was not a dream...
"Ahem, this...sister, I don't call you little brother. My surname is Qin Mingyang, and my courtesy name is Youde."
Qin Yang shook his shoulders, slipped out from Qingluan's hands, turned over and landed under the bed, bowed his hands and saluted Qingluan.
"Thank you sister for saving your life."
As soon as he raised his head, he saw Qingluan's palm lightly pressing down on him. Qin Yang's shoulders were shaken and he slid out some distance again.
Qingluan's eyebrows were shining with a strange light, and he was laughing.
"Little brother, you know how to hide your clumsiness. Your body is so strong, and there is a weird power blessing in your flesh and blood. Even my consciousness can't penetrate. You will be broken into pieces by those idiots.
Lingtai?"
"I don't know my sister's name yet. I hope she can tell me so that Qin Yang will bear it in mind." Qin Yang decisively changed the topic.
Qingluan stepped forward, his body seemed to be boneless, but it seemed slow but fast. In the blink of an eye, an arm was casually placed on Qin Yang's shoulder, suppressing Qin Yang's waist and making him unable to move anymore.
"Little brother, you can't tell others your daughter's family name casually. My sister's name is Qingluan. You should remember it. The rest are all trivial matters. As for my sister, I just want to ask you a question. What is this Feiluan Order?
Who gave it to you? Do you know where she is now?"
At first glance, a charming and plump woman seems to have half her body pressed against Qin Yang, looking charming and ambiguous...
However, Qin Yang's face became redder and redder, veins appeared on his forehead, and his legs began to tremble...
Already overwhelmed and out of breath...
"Sister Qingluan, this is a long story. Can we sit down and talk slowly?"