At this time, two figures appeared in front of such a legendary mansion. Chu Yi looked up and saw several big characters flying and phoenixes on the plaque of the mansion, full of momentum.
Tianbofu Yang
The door of the Yang family in Tianbo Mansion was closed tightly. The two servants guarding the door were hanging their heads in the doorway, looking like they were asleep.
After all, Zhao Xu is also the emperor. Even if he escapes from the palace through a secret passage, he still has to maintain a certain dignity of the emperor, right? So at this moment, Chu Yi can only do the calling.
Chu Yi strode forward. Before he stepped onto the steps, the sleepy servant who was hiding in the doorway opened his eyes almost instantly and looked towards Chu Yi.
When the two servants raised their heads, Chu Yi glanced at them. They looked old. Judging from their age, they must be at least sixty years old.
The moment they looked at each other, Chu Yi felt a solemn murderous aura from the other party. This kind of murderous aura is definitely not found in ordinary people. Even people in the world have murderous aura at most, but
There won't be this kind of killing spirit that only warriors on the battlefield can have.
Just through this, Chu Yi could guess that these two servants were definitely tough soldiers in the army.
It’s not surprising to think about it. No matter how many decades ago, the Yang family in Tianbo Mansion was a loyal family, from the old prince Yang Ye to Yang Liulang Yang Yanzhao, to Yang Zongbao and a group of female generals of the Yang family, the entire Yang family
After decades of fighting on the battlefield, it would be unreasonable to say that there are not some veterans of battlefield battles in the house.
One of the old servants had a flash of light in his eyes, and then he looked like an old man, and his seemingly shaky figure stood in front of Chu Yi. He looked at Chu Yi and the two of them and said:
"You two, this is..."
Chu Yi didn't say much, he just took out an identity token from his sleeve and threw it to the old servant: "Show this token to the head of your family."
The old servant glanced at the token and immediately shrank his eyes. There was a bit of solemnity in his expression, and he quickly said to Chu Yi: "Your Majesty, please wait a moment. I will go to Tongbing Family Master."
The Yang family has been inherited in an orderly manner since Yang Ye. The head of this generation is none other than Yang Yanzhao, Yang Zongbao, and Yang Wenguang.
In the early years, Yang Wenguang's name was very powerful in the army, and he was well-known in all directions. However, during a battle with the Liao people, Yang Wenguang was assassinated by a Liao assassin. Although his life was not in danger, he was poisoned by a strange poison.
, in order to save his life, Yang Wenguang's cultivation, which was comparable to that of a supreme grandmaster, eventually turned into running water.
With the loss of his strong military strength and the decline of Yang's family members, Yang Wenguang resigned from his official position in the army with the emperor's permission and rested in his mansion.
Decades passed in a blink of an eye, and the Yang family gradually faded away in the court. As the Zhong family, Zhe family, and several general families prospered, the name of the Yang family gradually ceased to be mentioned.
In the Yang Mansion, under a big tree, a figure is standing in the courtyard at the moment. Even though he has a head full of white hair, his body is extremely tall and straight, like a javelin.
This person is none other than the contemporary head of the Yang family, Yang Wenguang.
Yang Wenguang looked up into the sky, looking in the direction of the Imperial City. The Yang Mansion was located about several miles away from the Imperial City. At this distance, those with good cultivation might not be able to see the scene in the direction of the Imperial City.
In the perception of the outside world, Yang Wenguang is just an ordinary old man who lost his cultivation due to a strange poison. However, looking at Yang Wenguang's actions at this time, I am afraid that Yang Wenguang is not that simple at all.
It is simply impossible for an untrained person to see the scene in the direction of the imperial city with his own eyesight.
Next to Yang Wenguang, a tall figure held a spear in his hand. Judging from his appearance, he was only in his teens at most.
The young man looked towards the direction of the imperial city with gleaming eyes. It was obvious that this young man was also a cultivator, and his aura was bulging. If any martial artist saw it, he would definitely be very shocked, because he looked like he was no more than a teenager at most.
This young man actually has the cultivation level of a great master. He is simply a monster.
"Uncle, that is the legendary Murong Longcheng. In his life, he was only defeated by the strong man Taizu. I never thought that he was still alive."
Yang Wenguang glanced at the young man, nodded slightly, and said with a bit of solemnity: "I never thought that Murong Longcheng would be born, and even become the imperial city. Zhou Tong is not in charge of the capital, and the two palace chiefs only
I'm afraid if we can't stop Murong Longcheng and Xiaoyaozi from joining forces, Your Majesty will be in danger!"
The young man said with some confusion: "Uncle, you once said that none of the ministers in the court are weak. If they are willing to take action, how can the official family be in danger?"
Yang Wenguang stroked his beard, with a strange look in his eyes, and said quietly: "Then it depends on whether those people are willing to take action!"
There was a look of confusion on the young man's face, obviously he didn't quite understand the meaning of his uncle's words.
Looking at the young man's expression, Yang Wenguang reached out and patted him on the head and said, "Zai Xing, can you remember the Yang family's marksmanship?"
Yang Zaixing's little face turned towards Yang Wenguang and said: "Uncle, I look down on people. I have already mastered the Yang family spear to perfection. No one in the whole family can practice it better than me."
Yang Wenguang glanced at Yang Zaixing indifferently and said, "Really?"
While speaking, Yang Wenguang pointed at Yang Zaixing. Yang Zaixing's body immediately tensed up, as if he was facing some terrifying existence. He almost instinctively kicked the spear in his hand, and immediately thrust out with the force of a prairie fire.
With a bang, Yang Zaixing stepped back again and again, taking several steps back before he could stabilize his body. However, Yang Wenguang stood there, motionless, and not even his terrifying energy could move him.
Not even the slightest bit of clothing.
Yang Zaixing did not show any fear at all. Instead, he looked eager to try, with the intention of raising a gun and fighting again. However, this made Yang Wenguang slightly shake his head at Yang Zaixing and said: "We have a distinguished guest coming."
While he was talking, he saw the old guard who had been guarding the gate strode over. He came closer, bowed respectfully to Yang Wenguang, presented the gate token that Chu Yi had given him, and said: "Master, gate of the house.
A distinguished guest from outside presented it."
Yang Wenguang reached out and made a move, and the token fell into his hand. His eyes swept over it, and Yang Wenguang's expression did not change. He just sighed softly: "I don't want to get involved in worldly affairs, but things come to my door."
They saw Yang Wenguang taking one step forward, and the next moment he was more than ten feet away. Both Yang Zaixing and the old soldier looked motionless when they saw this scene. It was obvious that they were accustomed to such a situation.
"Uncle, wait for me!"
They saw Yang Zaixing pick up the spear in his hand and stride towards Yang Wenguang to chase him.
In front of the Yang Mansion, Chu Yi and Zhao Xu stood there. Compared to the faint worry in Zhao Xu's eyes, Chu Yi looked very calm.
Zhao Xu was worried that Sunflower Patriarch would not be able to delay it for too long. If Murong Longcheng came to kill him, he would expect Chu Yi to protect his safety. Zhao Xu really had not thought about it. After all, in Zhao Xu's view, Chu Yi's little cultivation
Because in front of Murong Longcheng, I'm afraid I won't be able to hold on even one move.
Just when Zhao Xu was distracted, he heard a creaking sound, and the originally closed door slowly opened, and a tall figure appeared at the door.
