Chapter three hundred and eighty fifth Fengyunhui imperial capital five
The chilly but not biting cold wind blew in the imperial capital, and the night sky at this time was so colorful, with the crescent moon like a string blade peeking up. The soft moonlight, and
The bright stars scattered in the sky, coupled with the lights lighting up the capital, everything is so peaceful and peaceful.
Ye Yinfeng let the cold wind blow into his chest, still wearing a blue shirt, with a slightly thin body carrying a black iron sword without a scabbard. There was a bit of toughness in the age of sixteen.
With a strong aura of resilience, his body stood upright, like the iron sword behind him. As he shuttled through the streets and alleys, Ye Yinfeng did not go too far. He walked along the front door of the inn.
The street goes straight ahead.
Occasionally, he would inadvertently step into the crowded alleys. Looking at this prosperous and spectacular imperial capital, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart. This city has more majestic atmosphere, but less.
The extravagant atmosphere, the simple but thick and solid city walls gave him a strange feeling. The straight streets, the intersections with regularity, and occasionally one or two small rivers less than two feet wide flowed through the city.
However, it does not necessarily add a lot of softness to this majestic and masculine imperial capital.
He walked aimlessly, feeling the cheerful and cheerful smiles of the city residents around him. The smiles on their faces were the joy that came from the bottom of their hearts. A vibrant atmosphere was spreading everywhere.
, the majesty and uniqueness of the imperial capital are proof of their pride.
After crossing an arched stone bridge, we now saw a wide street. This street was several feet wide and could accommodate four or five carriages side by side at the same time. However, there were very few houses on both sides of the street. The main part of the street
Ahead should be the exit of the imperial capital's city gate, but I don't know which city gate it is.
Ye Yinfeng looked at the broad avenue, which was as deep and dark as a ferocious beast opening its bloody mouth. A kind of heart palpitations for no reason suddenly surged into his heart. That kind of heart palpitations was like a tremor deep in his soul, which made him
He had no choice but to stop moving forward. He looked at the street, and a trace of doubt arose in his heart, but he still did not continue walking. Along this large street, he returned to the not-wide stone bridge and walked along it.
Looking at the stone bridge, he decided to walk back.
Just after he walked off the stone arch bridge, he heard a chaotic sound of footsteps, and then a figure ran towards him. Ye Yinfeng didn't look very carefully. When the figure ran towards him,
In front of him, he discovered that it was a handsome and sturdy young man of about twenty years old. However, the young man looked a little embarrassed and his clothes were in tatters. What puzzled him was that there were lumps on the young man's body.
Blood stains. Thick blood stains rushed towards the tip of his nose, making him frown.
As soon as the strong young man covered in blood saw Ye Yinfeng stepping off the stone bridge, his eyes showed an anxious look, and he hurriedly said to Ye Yinfeng: "This friend, please take me to Zhao.
I'm sorry, I need help in an emergency."
Ye Yinfeng was instinctively wary of the sudden appearance of the young man, so he was not moved by the other's anxious gaze. It was his first time in Bianliang City, and the young man did not look like an evil person.
, but people should not be judged, and more things are worse than less things. So he ignored the strong young man who came in a hurry. He turned slightly and passed by the strong young man who came in a hurry.
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The young man didn't expect that the young man in blue shirt and sword was ignoring him, maybe because of the conflict between his energy and blood. A look of despair suddenly appeared in his eyes. He paused, stopped and looked at the young man in blue shirt.
Looking around. At this time, there was no one around the stone bridge except the young man in blue shirt. His lips trembled, and he wanted to speak, but unexpectedly, there was a sweetness in his throat, and a hot smell rushed out.
With a "Wow", Ye Yinfeng passed by the young man and planned to leave, but he didn't expect that the young man turned around and spit out a mouthful of blood. And the young man's body was even more shaky, Ye Yinfeng
Feng never thought that a few strands of the young man's blood would actually spray onto his clothes. The bright blood spots on his blue shirt were like plum blossoms blooming in the dark night.
His body swayed and he saw that the man was about to fall. Ye Yinfeng sighed in his heart. If the man's body fell, he would definitely fall into the river under the stone bridge. He helplessly stretched out his hand to catch the man's body.
.And what made him laugh bitterly was that the young man passed out and his face became extremely pale.
Ye Yinfeng had no choice but to stretch out his palms and use his true energy to check the man's injuries. He did not expect that this young man was also a martial artist. The aura in his body was disordered and several meridians in his body had been broken. It was obvious that this young man was a martial artist.
It must have been a hard struggle before he ended up in such a miserable situation. The young man only said something unclear to him, and he didn't know how to get to Zhao Mansion or who to look for.
At a loss, Ye Yinfeng thought for a moment and decided to take the young man to the inn. Then he would ask the waiter in the inn to see if there was any wealthy family named Zhao in the imperial capital.
He could only do this for the time being. The man's injuries were too serious. If he was treated rashly, his injuries would be even more serious. The man was already in a coma and should be fine for the time being.
He lifted the young man up and was about to walk along the street towards the inn, but unexpectedly there was a sound of footsteps behind him. Listening to the footsteps, it should be three men, but he did not let go of these footsteps.
In his mind, this was the end of the street, and it was normal for people to appear, so he didn't take the three people behind him seriously.
Ling Tianyun stayed with Zhao Kuangyin for a day in the palace. In fact, they mainly accompanied Chai Rong. Although he was the emperor of Zhou Dynasty, Chai Rong still decided to give himself a day off. The three of them had a great time in the palace.
Eating and drinking, I have long forgotten the passage of time. I don’t know if days like this still exist. There are no transactions under power, and there is no shadow under the majesty of the royal family. Everything is just the heroic spirit between three people with different surnames, Jin Lan.
Finally, taking advantage of the night, Chai Rong seemed to have not had enough fun, so he decided to sneak out of the palace secretly. As for his decision, Zhao Kuangyin and Ling Tianyun, who were originally brothers, should risk their lives to accompany each other. But after all, Chai Rong had not long since succeeded to the throne.
Eyes are still watching all this secretly. There are many enemies in the Great Zhou Kingdom who are secretly spying on everything about this Ninth Five Supreme Being. After Ling Tianyun and Zhao Kuangyin's persuasion, they still can't persuade them.
Only then did Ling Tianyun think of this sentence. How could he risk his life to accompany a gentleman? Chai Rong was not his sworn brother, he was still the emperor of Zhou Dynasty, so he and Zhao Kuangyin could only follow Chai Rong closely.
Rong's left and right, and were on guard with all their concentration. Fortunately, they sneaked out of the palace and encountered no trouble along the way. The three of them successfully crossed the Suzaku Street in front of the moat and the palace gate.
When they passed the stone arch bridge next to Zhuque Street, they found that there was no one there except a man in a blue shirt, carrying an unsheathed iron sword on his back and walking forward with his back to them.
Many wealthy people like to carry their swords behind their backs. There is nothing unique about the man in blue shirt and the sword. However, Ling Tianyun and Zhao Kuangyin met each other and they did not dare to take it lightly. They protected Chai Rong in the middle, and then they slowly
He slowly followed behind the man in blue shirt.
After following for a while, Ling Tianyun was suddenly shocked. Only then did they realize that the man in blue shirt was holding someone else in his hand. At first, their energy was focused on the man in blue shirt and the unsheathed iron sword behind him.
He went up, but he didn't notice that the man was holding another person in his hand. Especially Ling Tianyun, he felt that the clothes of the man in his hand looked familiar, and his expression suddenly changed with a thought in his heart.
"Friends in front of you, please stay." Ling Tianyun was on guard with his whole body full of zhenqi, and shouted to the man in blue shirt in front of him. He remembered that the person in the hands of the man was wearing the clothes of the Feng family in Daizhou.
Even though he only stayed in Daizhou Feng's house for less than a few hours, he could clearly remember his usual clothes.
Ye Yinfeng was slowly moving forward while carrying the seriously injured and unconscious young man. He was full of doubts and didn't know how to solve them, but suddenly a cry came from behind. This made his heart tighten. Could it be that it was in his hand?
This man's enemy came up to him, and as expected, nothing good happened. He decided to ignore the shouts behind him, and couldn't help but quicken his pace.
When Ling Tianyun saw that the man ignored him, he couldn't help but became furious. He only saw the clothes of the man in the other person's hands, but not the face of the man. However, the mottled blood stains on the clothes of the man made him suspicious.
Did the man in the blue shirt injure the man in the Feng family? If it was the man in the blue shirt who injured the man in the Feng family, he would not let him go. Seeing the man in the blue shirt speeding up his pace, his body also followed.
Speeded up.
"Third brother, what's the matter?" This was the first time Chai Rong saw Ling Tianyun angry. His face changed slightly. He also saw some clues in the previous situation. He didn't expect that there would be murders happening in the imperial capital.
This made him furious. But after all, he was the king of a country. He asked Ling Tianyun calmly, and at the same time, he also hoped that his inquiry could remind him to avoid losing his position.
Zhao Kuangyin also had a lot of contact with people from the Feng family. He also recognized that the clothes of the person being carried were what people from the Feng family usually wore. However, he did not speak, but there was a bright light in his tiger eyes.
He kept shooting at the surroundings. But there were no other people around, only the man in blue shirt carrying a sword who was speeding up in front.
Ling Tianyun's body swayed, and he chased the man in blue shirt with a sword in a few steps. He quickly distanced himself from Zhao Kuangyin and Chai Rong, and also distanced himself from the man who was walking forward quickly without saying a word.
The distance was much closer. "Zheng", as the distance between the two people narrowed, Ling Tianyun also took out the sword in his hand, and a cold light suddenly flashed out from the sword.
Ye Yinfeng couldn't help but secretly complain. With his Qinggong, it was very easy to get rid of the person behind him. The problem was that he was still holding someone in his hand, so his Qinggong was greatly reduced invisibly. And the footsteps behind him
Getting closer and closer, a piercing coldness came from behind, and he heard the sound of the sword. The bloodthirsty aura spread towards him in a moment, and his
The body was locked.
"Stop, otherwise don't blame the sword for not having eyesight." Ling Tianyun's eyes filled with anger, and he shouted at the man in blue shirt in front. He had already drawn out the Xingze sword, and the breath that surged out killed the man to death.
Locked, unable to see the other party's face, Ling Tianyun had an illusion that the other party was very young, even younger than him. But that illusion only flashed in his mind, and he was completely attracted by the other party's indifference and indifference.
The polite attitude made me angry.
The night was like water, the brilliance was like fog, and the night in the imperial capital had its own unique charm, but Ye Yinfeng was no longer in the mood to appreciate it. He didn't expect that he would go out like this and encounter such an unlucky thing, and he couldn't help but secretly complain in his heart.
But he was not the kind of person who was willing to accept orders. He was constantly thinking of solutions in his mind. However, he could not find anyone to help him in this unfamiliar imperial capital. Carrying the unconscious man, he could only