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Chapter 513 Ancient Yue Chapter An
The capital of the county capital is held in front of the chest by the statue of Xuanyou ancient emperor with both hands, and there is a huge square at the place closest to the statue of the ancient emperor.

This square is big enough to accommodate a million people. The road is paved with bluestone slabs, 99 steps stand tall, and 99 huge carved dragon pillars are erected in all directions.

At this moment, under this altar, only a few hundred thousand people are allowed to come.

These 10 people stood there silently. There were sword bearers, monks in the Fengxing Palace, Silu Palace, and the county system. Everyone was neatly dressed, but their expressions were mourning.

There is a black flower pinned to their chests.

The arrival of Xu Qing and Kong Xianglong attracted some gazes. These gazes contained sadness, complexity, and memories...

When they reached the team of sword bearers, all the sword bearers in front of them backed up, giving way to the front, and Xu Qing paused.

Kong Xianglong was expressionless, and walked forward until he reached the front, with his head down, motionless.

Xu Qing didn't go there, he came to the captain's side.

The captain patted Xu Qing on the shoulder, and the two remained silent, waiting in this solemn and solemn environment.

The surrounding area was quiet, only the feeling of condolence gathered on these hundreds of thousands of monks, spread in the capital city, rose in the three major palaces, spread in Fenghai County, and in the entire Fenghai County.

The clouds and mist in the sky rolled at this moment, and the dark sky also rained because of the sorrow of the earth.

The pattering rain curtain drenched on the bluestone slabs, and there was a splashing sound, which also fell on the bodies of everyone here.

No one relied on their cultivation to escape and let the rain fall.

After a stick of incense, when there was a roar of thunder and countless lightning appeared in the clouds, several figures came from a distance, walked to the square step by step, and walked up the steps step by step.

The appearance of these people made hundreds of thousands of monks here bow their heads.

There were the deputy masters of the Sword-holding Palace, the Silu Palace, and the Fengxing Palace, and three of them had changed into casual clothes, but they were still middle-aged with evil spirits.

These three were arranged by the prince to take over the commanders of the three palaces.

Besides them, Jun Cheng was also among them, with a heavy expression on his face.

And at the front of this group of people was a young man in a yellow robe.

A head of black long hair shawl, fair complexion, sharp-edged face, and star-like eyes under the sharp eyebrows, all these make this person not only handsome, but also unspeakably noble.

He stood there, as if the sky and the earth were going to be dim in front of him.

It is inevitable that he walks in front, as if everyone is behind him.

He is the Seventh Son of the Human Emperor who rescued the crisis in Fenghai County, suppressed the demons in Fenghai County, made the sky and the earth clear, and was loved by all races!
Today's county funeral, in Fenghai County, is the only one who is qualified to preside over it himself.

At this moment, under the bow of the person beside him, the Seventh Prince stepped on the steps and walked to the highest point step by step.

There, he was alone.

He is the only one who has the qualifications to stand here.

Standing alone on the high platform, the Seventh Prince raised his head and stared at the huge statue of the Ancient Xuanyou Emperor in front of him with reverence in his eyes, then bowed his head and knelt down to the statue of the Ancient Xuanyou Emperor.

"The third thousand 910 descendants of the five generations, Gu Yue Zhang An, pay homage to the emperor's ancestor!"

As soon as he knelt down, the governor, the commander in chief, and the deputy palace master of the third palace all bowed down and bowed down.

The hundreds of thousands of monks below also respected each other, and all bowed down.

There is no need to kneel, because the place where the seventh prince is, after he kneels, others are not qualified to kneel together.

After a long time, the seventh prince kowtowed nine times, stood up and turned around, looking down at the people below.

Under the rain curtain, his figure was somewhat blurred, but the statue of Xuanyou ancient emperor behind him became clearer and full of solemnity.

For a long while, the voice of sadness echoed across the world.

"The wind is strong, the tide is torrential. The totem of the flood is a dragon, and the fire is a phoenix."

"Today, I present the Xuanyou Patriarch, and I present the Xuanzhan Renhuang, the guardian of our people's seal of the sea, An Yijun Jisheng, who protects the Spring and Autumn Period for [-] years, and establishes peace for more than ten years."

"There are countless heroes and heroes, led by Sangong."

"The master of the palace is respectful and virtuous; the master of the palace is humble and brave; the master of the sword is devoted to his duty."

"Feng Haiying's soul is full of aura, and the stars and the moon have no light. The society will last for thousands of years, and the ancestors will live forever. There are many ups and downs, ups and downs, and rises and falls."

"Sorrow that the sky and the earth will fall, and the stars that hurt the blue sky will sink. When things die, people will cry when they see the memories, and sorrow comes from it, and they can't help themselves."

When the Seventh Prince said this, his eyes were full of sadness, his expression was downcast, and he paused.

Everyone on the earth was full of grief, and even more crying could not be restrained, echoing everywhere.

"However, the fire of the human race will never be extinguished, and the hearts and spirits of the human race will never be buried. I will invite the emperor to send Feng Haiying into the soul temple, erect a monument of peace, and enjoy the offering of incense forever!"

"In my generation, there are ancients with brilliant stars, and those who come later are heroes. Constant work, the spirit of self-improvement, Kun tolerance, and the spirit of virtue."

"The ancestor of the clan, admired by all, participated in the grand event together, and built a shrine to spread the fragrance."

"Show future generations, never forget."

The mournful voice of the Seventh Prince spread across the sky. At this moment, the bells from every prefecture and sect in Fenghai County also reached here, echoing throughout Fenghai County.

The whole county mourns together.

Under the city of the county capital, the highest sword pavilion on the ground representing the palace owner suddenly collapsed at this moment, collapsed and turned into fly ash, which was scattered on the ground of the county capital.

Crying, unstoppable, came from the mouths of these hundreds of thousands of monks, and the tears had already blended with the rain, regardless of each other.

Xu Qing's eyes were a little blurry, and he couldn't tell whether it was the sadness in his heart or the haze of the rain, but he seemed to see the figure of the Palace Master standing there again.

This figure was infinitely tall and stalwart, and after the death of the county guard, it supported the sky of Fenghai County.

Heartbroken with grief, Xu Qing suddenly remembered a sentence Zixuan Shangxian once said.

"Xu Qing, when you first have respect for this organization and the people in it, and then when you respect it, you may have the answer."

At that time, Xu Qing was confused, he didn't really agree with the sword-wielder, but now, in the rain, his sorrow contained deep respect.

It's a pity that the figure in the rain curtain can only remain in the memory after all, the heaven and man are separated forever, and the real thing left on him is only the palace lord's token.

This token, with the death of the palace lord, and with the taking over of the sword holding palace by the commander of the Seventh Prince, all rights were dissipated. Only one county left by the palace lord before his death has the right to taboo magic weapons, and there is another expansion. permission.

For a long time, in this world shrouded in sorrow, the voice of the Seventh Prince standing on the high platform echoed again.

This time, there was no sadness, but an incomparable resoluteness, a shocking murderous intent, causing thunder to appear in the sky, roaring in all directions, and the four-clawed golden dragon also had infinite viciousness, rising into the world.

"To Quanfenghai County, the death of the county guard, the scourge of war, the fall of the Three Palaces, the blood of heroes, the people behind all these have now been identified!"

Xu Qing suddenly raised his head.

"Yao Tianyan, the descendant of the Tianhou of the human race, has always been heartbroken. He has always favored foreigners in Fenghai County, colluded with Shenglan, murdered the county guard, trapped Fenghai in the flames of war, betrayed the human race, and killed tens of thousands of people in Fenghai!"

"Let's find out that the collapse of the northern front line is related to it. This person has committed a heinous crime. Today, the king has decreed that Yao thief is wanted in the whole of Fenghai, and he is wanted in the emperor's entire territory of the human race!"

As soon as these words came out, a surge of anger erupted directly from the hundreds of thousands of monks below, and even more anger erupted from the people of the county capital who heard these words.

What Yao Hou has done these years has already caused dissatisfaction among too many human races, and the scolding against him is always present.

Such as protecting foreigners many times, intermarriage between clansmen and foreigners, collaborating with each other, pigs and dogs are inferior, traitors of the human race, devoid of conscience, and bowing to the foreigners.

All these curses echoed for 800 years.

From the eyes of the world, it seems that in Yao Hou's eyes, the interests of the foreign race are the highest, and the honor and disgrace of the foreign race is the most important.

Compared with this, the human race is nothing.

This point, which has accumulated in the hearts of monks in the county capital for 800 years, has already turned into extremely strong grievances. When Xu Qing first came to the county capital, he heard people around him cursing Yaohou privately more than once.

And his rebellion, looking at it now, is a matter of course!
Even when the sheriff died earlier, there were already many voices who were suspicious of Yaohou.

At this moment, especially the monks of the three major palaces, their eyes were extremely red.

The killing intent is at this moment, unprecedented.

The fall of the palace lord is a severe pain in the hearts of all the sword holders in Fenghai County, and revenge for the palace lord is also the mission of all of them.

"Kill Yaohou!"

"Revenge for the palace lord!"

"Revenge for the Sheriff!"

"Revenge for the countless sons who sacrificed for me in Fenghai County!!"

"Yao family, the whole family should die!!!"

On the ground and in the barracks, there was also a strong killing intent at this moment. At this moment, countless soldiers and soldiers all emitted a chilling aura, soaring into the sky and the earth, causing the sky to stop the rain!
And Yao Yunhui in the crowd was trembling at this moment, with sadness in her eyes, and everyone around her glared at her, and they all retreated a little, as if they were getting closer, feeling dirty.

She opened her mouth to speak, but was unable to speak out.

The same was true at Zhang Siyun's place. Soon after a group of soldiers from the imperial capital arrived, their mother and son were all taken away.

The Seventh Prince on the high platform could clearly see the movement in the crowd, his gaze swept over Zhang Siyun seemingly casually, with an indiscernible flash.

But at this moment in the county capital, in Yao's mansion, Yao Hou's younger sister, Yao Feihe, was crying, dripping down on the neat skirt of her clothes, casting a dark color.

"Brother...is it worth it?"

Yao Feihe closed his eyes, the mansion where he lived was roaring, people arranged by the Seventh Prince broke in, and all the women, children and children who stayed in the family were restrained.

And she didn't have any resistance here, allowing the group of soldiers to approach and capture them.

Even when these women and children of the Yao family were taken out of the Yao mansion, there were still many people in the surrounding counties who spurned them and scolded them constantly, with hatred in their eyes, as if they wanted to swallow their flesh and blood.

In the distance, Li Shitao was a step behind. She stood there with a sad and indignant expression, but there was nothing she could do.

The anger of countless people in the county can drown out all voices in the anger.

(End of this chapter)