Regulation starts at night

Chapter 156 Like a dream, like a dream, like a bubble

The next day, a heavy rain fell, and raindrops the size of beans fell on the land of Shendu.Outside the city gate, a figure, holding a black oil-paper umbrella, slowly followed the crowd into the capital.

The man was wearing a coarse long gown, although it was not worn out, it gave off a very poor impression.Holding an umbrella, the middle-aged man rushed towards the green hill in the forest step by step.

The torrential rain disturbed the quiet atmosphere in the gazebo and disturbed the calm ripples on the lake.

Looking at the torrential rain, Han Qing's eyes were lost in thought, and he seemed to be trapped in some kind of memory.

Just when the middle-aged man holding the umbrella entered the capital, Nian Zhiyu, who had kept his eyes closed, quietly opened them.When Han Qing came back to his senses, he saw Nian Zhiyu's smiling face.

Last night, when he broke his oath and became sacred, she did not open her eyes. Also last night, when Xun Mei woke up from a mental block and touched the threshold of the sacred realm, she did not open her eyes.

But now, Zhiyu not only opened her eyes, but also showed a smile that is enough to make people enamored. If they hadn't had a life-and-death battle, Shi Qing might be fascinated by her smile.

Although she is an enemy of life and death, this does not prevent History from being curious about her, or the reason behind her smile.He really wanted to know who could inspire her fighting spirit.

However, this curiosity didn't last long. After the middle-aged man holding the umbrella came to the gate of Tianshu Mausoleum, History finally knew the reason.

It was also at this time that Nian Zhiyu made a rare voice again.

"You can kill yourself."

Seeing the girl's extremely casual face, Han Qing said angrily, "You're in such a hurry?"

The girl didn't look sideways, and the pair of eager eyes never even moved away.Seeing this, Shi Qing slowly raised the iron sword in his hand.

The girl frowned, feeling the saber intent outside the door, and then looked back at History.

However, after he looked back, the pair of eyes full of excitement returned to calm again.

Such a huge change naturally fell into the eyes of history, he didn't say much, although there was a lot of anger in his heart, he didn't say anything.Because, when he or she dies, those angers will dissipate automatically.

History's sword was raised, and under the girl's gaze, the rusty iron sword quickly stabbed towards the girl.

With the release of the iron sword, the raindrops that were falling suddenly turned into hot air in the sky above Tianshu Mausoleum. The hot air gathered and did not disperse, and gradually turned into mist as the rain continued.

As the fog grew more and more, the mausoleum guards in the Tianshu Mausoleum closed their eyes and held their breath, and immediately mobilized their true energy to drive away the fog surrounding them.

Xun Mei, who was packing her luggage, frowned and looked towards the small lake through the mist.The lake, which was supposed to return to calm as the raindrops disappeared, kept rolling up at this moment.

There are countless bubbles rising from the bottom of the small lake of unknown depth.Huge bubbles surged to the surface of the water.

The water bubbled out of the water surface, but it didn't disappear because of it. Instead, it continued to swallow the surrounding air bubbles.

In just two breaths, the water bubble, which was about the size of a wine cup, swallowed up an unknown number of its kind, and finally turned into a bubble that was big enough to cover the entire surface of the lake.

The surface of the huge air bubbles does not seem to have the slightest color, and it is so crisp that it will break when touched, but it is as solid as gold.

The sword light that appeared in the bubble from time to time could not be moved at all.

The rain became more and more urgent, and the continuous rainwater made Xun Mei have to suspect that someone had moved the waterfall next to the small lake into the sky.The rain became thicker and thicker, and finally countless raindrops formed a water curtain, turned into Yinchuan, and fell on the blisters roaring and roaring.

When the water curtain was formed, the dull water bubble actually exuded a faint blue light.And under the dazzling green light, the surface of the blisters actually formed pictures one after another.

Xun Mei frowned. Under the mist, he had reached the limit of his eyesight. If he wanted to see the surface of the bubble clearly, he had to close his eyes and use his spiritual sense to perceive.

He was actually not interested in the battle between the two of them, he wanted to pack up and salute as soon as possible, and then walk out of Tianshu Mausoleum.

But when he glanced at the battlefield, he couldn't hold back his inner desire any longer, until now he used his divine sense to observe it.

However, when his divine sense came to the huge blister, what he saw was not what he wanted to see.

Xun Mei originally thought that she could learn about the life of the number one general from the bubbles, but she never thought that when he really came close, what he saw was scenes that seemed familiar.

At the age of 12, he lost to that man.

At 13, he lost to that man again.

At 14, he lost to that man again.

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In the woods outside Tianshu Mausoleum, the rain gradually subsided, and the middle-aged man with an umbrella leaning on the locust tree looked up at the generous and tall facade of Tianshu Mausoleum.

wow~

A gust of cool wind blows from the south, and the moderate wind takes away the depression after the rain and brings comfort.The middle-aged man put away the broken umbrella and looked at the suddenly fallen locust tree leaves.

In the fluttering leaves, there seemed to be countless tiny holes, and these holes were very round, as if they had been pierced by people with real energy.However, the severely damaged fallen leaves retain the perfect outline of veins.

Mao Qiuyu came close, raised his hand to take a fallen leaf, looked at the middle-aged man under the locust tree, and said with a slightly complicated expression: "I didn't expect that you would come here to pick him up."

The middle-aged man looked a little younger, but there was a hint of coldness between his brows, his coarse clothes were washed very clean, and his long black hair was tied extremely high.

However, he dressed up in this picture always gives people a shabby feeling, like a proud son of a businessman who worked as an accountant for several years because his family was unacceptably backward. Maintain the noble habits of the past.

He was rather indifferent, and did not answer Mao Qiuyu's words.And Mao Qiuyu seemed to have guessed this scene long ago, so he just sighed, shook his head, and stood under the locust tree with the middle-aged man, looking at the Tianshu Mausoleum from a distance.

Inside the Mausoleum of Books of Heaven, Xun Mei once again witnessed himself being won 127 times by that Mr. Accountant. At this moment, his heart was extremely complicated.He originally planned to leave the mausoleum today, but he was forced to escape by the bloody scene.

Xun Mei glanced at the dissipated clouds, and watched the new sun rising again in the sky. Under the slightly warm light, the huge bubble slowly turned into countless bubbles.

As the cool wind hit, the unknown number of bubbles suddenly burst.Xun Mei looked at the bursting bubbles, and suddenly showed a self-deprecating smile.

"Wang Po, your life is indeed hard, but my life is even harder."

After leaving these words, Xun Mei continued to pack her luggage, the small lake behind the Shinto returned to its usual calm, and the gazebo fell into a dead silence again, except for the occasional smell of blood, everything seemed to be the same.

Nian Zhiyu strode towards the gate from the Shinto. She had been very casual in killing history before, so casual that she didn't even want to take a shortcut from the Shinto.

But after the battle, she left in a hurry.He was so anxious that he did not hesitate to risk being remembered by the Empress, but he also wanted to go down from the divine way.

She was so anxious, of course, she wanted to see the middle-aged man outside the door sooner, the one who had been the accountant for the Tang family for three years at the top of the Xiaoyao list.

For Nian Zhiyu, that middle-aged man has always been her goal, but this goal is far away from her, so far away that even though she has been an assassin for several years, she has never had the opportunity to meet him.

Since entering Mingde Academy, Nian Zhiyu has been trying to pull out the gun, but she has experienced many failures, and every time she fails, she will remember it in her heart.

Even though it has been a long time since this incident, the memory in Nian Zhiyu's mind is still very clear.She will never forget those failures, let alone that success.

Her success, of course, has nothing to do with the middle-aged man under the locust tree, but after she succeeded, her most respected teacher asked her to challenge the middle-aged man.

This was a big blow to Nian Zhiyu, who had already entered the sacred age at that time.

After all, in the eyes of the teacher, a practitioner of the holy realm needs to challenge him who has never entered the sacred realm. This undoubtedly shows from the side that her strength and morals are not as good as that middle-aged man who has been an accountant for three years .

As a rare peerless genius in the world, Nian Zhiyu is naturally extremely proud. She is so proud that she doesn't even want to fall into a disadvantage when facing the Holy Empress, let alone a middle-aged person.

When traveling abroad in the past, Nian Zhiyu naturally looked for the middle-aged man, but it was no coincidence that every time she came, the middle-aged man was not there.So far, she has looked for him no less than a hundred times, but she has never seen him once.

Now that Xunmei came out of the mausoleum, Zhiyu finally found a chance to compete with him, how can this make people anxious.

After Zhiyu passed the divine way, Xun Mei opened the gate of Tianshu Mausoleum and went out from the mausoleum.

But the middle-aged man under the locust tree, after seeing Xun Mei leaving the mausoleum, turned around and left without looking back.

Xun Mei, who was originally a complicated face, suddenly became extremely exciting after seeing this situation.Mao Qiuyu, who was waiting for Xunmei, couldn't help laughing at this situation.

"Junior brother, he has been waiting for you for a long time."

Xun Mei snorted coldly, and said dissatisfiedly, "I don't need him to wait for me."

Thinking that after Wang Po saw him, he would leave as quickly as if he had met an unlucky ghost, Xun Mei shouted into the woods where no one was there, "Wang Po, I will definitely win you once."

Deep in the woods, the middle-aged man frowned slightly as he looked at the girl standing in front of him.After he saw the girl's face clearly, that stagnant face showed a smile uglier than crying.

"Miss, why are you also in Shendu?"

The girl couldn't help frowning when she heard the words "Missy", she looked at the ugly smile, hesitated and said, "Uncle Wang, since you've come to God City, why did you leave in such a hurry?"

Wang Po twitched the corner of his mouth, watched the girl take out the plum blossom gun made by the Tang family, and silently took a step back.

"Miss, the imperial examination is coming up in a few months, I need to go back to Huaiyuan early."

Zhiyu smiled heartily, but the spear in her hand did not say hello, and took the lead in stabbing at Wang Po.

Seeing the cold front on the spear, Wang Po hesitated for a while, but did not draw out the sword, but quietly waited for the spear to arrive.

Seeing this situation, Nian Zhiyu became ruthless, the spear in her hand didn't stop because Wang Po couldn't make a move, her slender fingers firmly held the barrel of the spear, at this moment the spear turned into a long dragon, the dragon's head galloping forward Xiang Wang broke his chest.

PS: The second update is finished today.

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