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"There are many gods of war in Daxia, and there are so many strong men of the third level. The Immortality Sect can actually exist for hundreds of years."

Chen Hao didn't understand.

Fan Sheng said: "I don't even know why the Immortality Sect has been able to exist for hundreds of years. It is said... that the leader of the Immortality Sect's martial arts cultivation is not weaker than that of the God of War."

"Not weaker than the God of War." Chen Hao thought thoughtfully.

Fan Sheng and four subordinates looked at Chen Hao silently.

Chen Hao looked around at the burned-down official post. Perhaps it was the work of the Immortal Cult members, who forced passers-by to rest at Lanruo Temple.

If warriors who are not weaker than the God of War betray the human race for the sake of immortality and do whatever it takes to please the vampires, then the future of the human race in this world will be worrying.

Chen Hao thought for a moment and said, "Go to Anlu City."

The group mounted their horses and galloped straight to Anlu City, the capital of Bingzhou.

Not long after, four carriages, escorted by more than a dozen knights, passed by the burned-down official post. Wang Guang, who was at the front, reined in his horse.

The procession stopped.

Chen Gui jumped out of a carriage, rolled up his sleeves and shouted: "I will beat them to death with my own hands!"

Wang Guang immediately dismounted, clasped his fists and said, "Second Young Master, the five postmen are dead."

"Dead?" Chen Gui frowned and walked into the official post aggressively, seeing five corpses lying on the ground.

The smell of blood is too strong.

Chen Gui hurriedly covered his mouth and nose, looking at the blood and corpses on the ground with disgust.

Wang Guang looked at the five corpses and said, "They died by cutting off their own hearts."

"suicide?"

"She should have been forced to death."

Wang Guang expressed his judgment to Chen Gui.

"Being forced to death, could it be that boy..." Chen Gui thought of Chen Hao, who was one step ahead of them, and glared: "Forcing these postmen to death at will without going through the yamen's investigation is lawless!"

Chen Gui, who had just been shouting about beating and killing, changed a hundred and eighty degrees, leaving Wang Guang speechless.

"Go to Anlu City. I want to send someone to the Bingzhou pacification envoy to arrest that kid." Chen Gui shouted.

"Second Young Master, this place still belongs to Yongzhou territory, and the Bingzhou pacification envoy and guardian envoy may not take care of it. That Young Master..."

"You bastard, he cares about human life!"

Chen Gui waited until Wang Guang was interrupted.

Wang Guang had no choice but to change his words: "That man has extraordinary skills. If he takes revenge on the second young master on the road, wouldn't it be more dangerous than bad?"

"This……"

Chen Gui pondered.

"One more thing is worse than one less thing on the road. It will be safer to wait until the second young master, madam, and young lady arrive in Shengjing to report this matter to Mr. Chen."

Wang Guang suggested.

Chen Gui glanced at the corpse on the ground and felt that what Wang Guang said made sense. He nodded slowly, then glared at Wang Guang and said, "Don't think I don't know that you turned your elbow outward. When you get to Shengjing, let's see how my father deals with you! "

Wang Guang lowered his head, seemingly humble, but in fact it prevented Chen Gui from noticing his chilling feeling.

Prevent conflict with the enigmatic young man.

He really thinks about the Chen family.

Chen Gui snorted coldly and returned to the carriage arrogantly.

It's approaching noon.

Chen Hao politely declined the invitation from the Bingzhou pacification envoy and walked out of the Bingzhou pacification envoy's Yamen with Tang Xian and Fan Sheng.

Seeing Chen Hao's expressionless face, Fan Sheng said, "We have already sent a message to Yongzhou's pacifying envoy and Shengjing, so you don't need to worry."

"Young master has revealed his identity, I believe there will be no delay in Yongzhou." Tang Xian guessed what Chen Hao was thinking.

"Hopefully."

Chen Hao got on his horse as he spoke.

Once the government responds slowly and lets the things in the Demon Sealed Land escape, it is difficult to predict what the consequences will be.

In his opinion, it is much better to nip the crisis in the bud than to take action after an incident involving a third-level powerhouse or even the God of War.

There was nothing special about Anlu City. Chen Hao had no intention of staying and continued on his way with his people.

………………

Jianshui, also known as Jianhu, is located southeast of Shengjing.

On the shore, Chen Hao was riding a horse, staring at the vast lake in front of him. The lake was very big, and the water and the sky met in the distance.

There are hundreds of large and small cruise ships on the lake.

"The lakes and mountains are beautiful, the seasons are warm, and the people are comfortable. It is worthy of being the most beautiful place in Great Xia and the most prosperous place in the world!"

Tang Xianqing couldn't help but admire.

Fifteen years ago, before the road to the imperial examination was cut off, he was preparing to go to Shengjing to take the exam, and his mind was filled with all kinds of imagination about Shengjing and Jianshui.

However, it was not until today that he came to the north bank of Jianshui. Fortunately, it took fifteen years, but his ambition is still there.

Fan Sheng and his four subordinates were also very excited. After stopping and stopping for more than a month, they finally reached their destination.

What awaits them is not only his first city in the world, but also a better future.

Chen Hao, who was riding a horse, turned to admire the lakeshore on his side.

The willows are dancing lightly, the distant mountains are like plum blossoms, and the scattered pavilions are dotted with many restaurants, teahouses and shops.

There are a lot of tourists, and there is endless laughter and laughter.

The prosperity of Shengjing can be seen here.

Chen Hao nodded slightly, yearning for the capital of Daxia even more.

"Young master is versatile in both civil and military affairs. Why don't you write a poem about this situation?" Tang Xian looked at Chen Hao with a smile on his face and his eyes were eager.

Tang Xian has recited the song "Shui Tiao Song Tou: When will the bright moon come" countless times, and was praised every time.

Life is full of joy, so that the gold is empty for the moon.

I am born to be useful, and come back when my wealth is gone.

This poem also spread throughout the world.

So at this moment, Tang Xian was full of expectations.

The five people headed by Fan Sheng echoed excitedly.

"Versatile in both civil and military affairs?"

A young man on the bank who looked like a Confucian scholar turned around and looked at Chen Hao, not hiding his inner contempt and doubts.

The young man's three companions also turned to look at Chen Hao.

Chen Hao ignored the other party, looked around at the green water and green mountains, and thought of a poem.

The spring on the lake is like drawing a picture, with chaotic peaks surrounding the horizon.

The surface of Songpai Mountain is covered with thousands of greens, and the sun is shining like a pearl in the heart of the waves.

The threads of the green carpet draw early rice, and the green nepotism shows the new crop.

I couldn't throw away the holy capital, but half of it was left in this lake.

Chen Hao, with a majestic appearance, chanted poems loudly, and his voice echoed between heaven and earth for a long time.

Tang Xian frowned and recited this poem silently twice. He was so inspired that he suddenly realized it and clapped his thigh in applause.

The men and women watching, including the young man who despised Chen Hao, were still savoring Chen Hao's poems.

On the lake.

A tall ship is like a moving pavilion.

On the highest floor of the building, in the resplendent cabin, behind the bead curtain, a woman wearing a veil was lying on a brocade couch with a graceful figure.

She softly recited Chen Hao's poem, her beautiful eyes gradually brightened, she sat up and asked the maid, "Ask who recited the poem just now!"

"Yes, Your Highness!"

The two maids saluted.