Huamo

, hugging Yunli's waist with both hands and grabbing the reins, he looked up at the Chu family, and shouted with a smile, "The green mountains will not change! The green waters will flow forever! We will meet soon~!"

"drive--"

"drive--"

The sound of riding horses staggered loudly, facing the direction of the sunrise in the east, the horseshoes of the rattling kicked up a white snow.

Bianling, the city of sunrise, is like jasmine stained red with blood.

【Lingnan】

The crystal-clear pearl hangs in mid-air, exuding multicolored light like a spider's web. Each ray of light carries profound inner strength, enveloping and enveloping the man in white standing in the center of the altar, setting him off like a god. Mysterious.

Suddenly, the man in white frowned, turned around and flew away from the shroud of light, waved his sleeves to disperse all the light, took the pearl into his hand and held it tightly.

"Sure enough, it's a little bit worse." He smiled slyly, like a demon lurking underground.

In an instant, the altar was empty, like a spring breeze melting the snow, without a trace.

"Ding dong ding dong"

Mischievous little drops of water dripped from the stalactite tip into the water, merging into a pool of cold water, mixed with muddy soil, like stagnant water.

The handsome man in white clothes flew down to the high platform and looked at the well-trained sergeant below with satisfaction, with a gentle smile on his lips.

Laugh, it is better to say hate.

In an empty cave, there are thousands of sergeants training with the sound of a rainbow, and their movements are uniform, just like the most regular army. When they saw the man in white on the high platform, they immediately knelt down on one knee, as if they had been training for a long time words.

"See Your Majesty, Long live Your Majesty, Long live, Long live—"

——Volume Two·End——

——Volume Three——

On the same day and moon 20 years ago, the Jin Mansion in Wucheng was plundered by fire, the wind stopped, Xu Yang flew into the house in mid-air, the tiles and walls were ruined like a halberd, the night sky was rotten like dark red blood, and the fire dragon was scorched in the middle of the month.

The head of the family looked around in panic, not knowing that he was ordered to avoid the rock wall, the black smoke was infested, no one was seen, his heart was burning with anxiety, his forehead was dying, but the blood of the armed soldiers stained his brocade clothes, and he beheaded countless enemy's flesh.

As far as the eyes can see, the corpses of slaves and servants are strewn all over the road, and women and children can be vaguely heard crying, so miserable that they are heartbroken.

He doesn't even have time to take care of his beloved woman, and only thinks about his one-year-old son.

"Father... woo woo..."

There was a weak voice calling for daddy, but it was covered up by helpless crying, and he could not speak clearly. He saw the beloved son in the hand of the enemy, vaguely in the phantom of the fire.

He chased frantically, but it was hard to guard against the backstab, and he hit an embarrassing vital point, kneeling on the ground in pain, enduring the heat of his knees and crawling forward.

——Suppression...

The prairie fire was blazing and could not be extinguished, and Wan Walei exploded in the air.

At this moment, he saw his wife staggering towards him, her hair disheveled, and she shouted hoarsely, "My child... Jinting...my child!"

Waking up from nightmares.

"what---"

Jin Ting sat up from the couch in shock, facing the empty house and the slightly leaky window edges, it was already dawn outside.He looked around in panic, as if he could still see scenes from more than 20 years ago: "Yi'er..."

There was a light knock on the door, and the voice of a servant calling, it was time to go to the teahouse for clarification.

Pushing open the door, Jin Ting returned to the majestic and inviolable appearance of the master of martial arts.He took the fur coat and put it on, and asked, "Where is the Eagle Palace?"

"Master Eagle is outside."

Pushing open the carved wooden door and walking into the courtyard, Jin Ting saw the man in purple kneeling on the ground at a glance.

"How are things going?"

"Everything is ready, just go according to the original plan." Eagle Palace replied well-trained: "The dead ghost will be escorted into the teahouse by a special person."

"Thank you for your hard work." Jin Ting stepped forward and put his hand on his shoulder: "Get up."

Ying Gong stood up, his black eyes were unfathomable, and he was loyal: "What the subordinates should do."

The head of the Jin court sighed: "It's awkward for you to speak one subordinate at a time."

Ying Gong's eyes moved, and he said in a dark voice: "Before revenge, I was your subordinate, Uncle Shi, and there is nothing wrong with saying it later."

When mentioning revenge, a trace of cruelty flashed in Jin Ting's eyes: "Of course."

****

When the court of Jin led several people to escort a man who was dressed luxuriously but looked embarrassed into the teahouse, the other guests immediately scattered when they saw this, and the Wulin people who attended the clarification meeting all got up one after another, looking at the scene with doubts and surprises .

"Jin Ting, is this the culprit?!" Tie Yunnong couldn't believe it.

"Amitabha," the abbot stepped forward, sizing up the man kneeling on the ground with mischievous eyebrows and eyes with wise eyes: "It seems that he is from the Western Regions."

"Senior abbot is right. This is Gu Shi, the leader of the Demon Sect in the Western Regions. After the retreat, he threatened the young girls in order to express his lust for a while, and hypnotized them with illusions, and put the blame on me." Jin Ting sternly said, kicking Na Gu Shi, only to see a round mirror falling out of the latter's sleeve: "This is the hypnotizing device found in the lair of the Demon Cult."

Zhong Lige stepped forward to pick it up, put it under the tip of his nose, sniffed it carefully, frowned and said, "I like to collect medicine powder from the Western Regions, and this round mirror has this kind of thing, which can easily make people, especially the young ones, confused and bewitched. "

"Hehe, this guy really looks like a lecherous demon." Fu Chengchuan sneered.

That Gu Shi suddenly let out a yell, apparently weak after being tortured for a long time, and said hoarsely: "A group of idiots! I was ordered by others!"

"Yo, by whom?"

"...a man in white..." Gu Shi was weak.

Everyone laughed, and Jin Ting also sneered: "I pressed him who was behind the scenes, and he only had this sentence from the beginning to the end, and he still couldn't tell who the man in white was or what his name was."

"You don't need such a clumsy lie to find a scapegoat?" Zhong Lige mocked.

"Amitabha," the abbot sighed, "what do you think the heroes should do?"

"Naturally, this Demon Cult was stripped away," Tie Yunnong said as it should be, "Also ask Master Abbot to send a group of people from Shaolin."

"That's not necessary," Jin Ting said slowly: "Although the Western Region Demon Sect does evil often, it has never had anything to do with the Central Plains. Well, firstly, having money can turn ghosts around, presumably the victim will not pursue it, and secondly, the conflict between the Western Regions and the Central Plains will not be intensified."

"Amitabha," the abbot smiled at the Jin court, and at the same time clarified the case to everyone present, and returned the seat to the original owner: "The leader of the Jin Dynasty understands the righteousness, and I can't agree more."

【Emperor Capital Bian Mausoleum】

After nearly half a month, returning to the land of the imperial capital, it really felt like a world away. The four of them looked at the towering city wall not far ahead. How many years did this imperial city have gone through? People want to join the Lord, but how many people want to escape.

Li Jinsha was going back to the palace, Chu Piao was going to report to the Ministry of War, and Lian Heng and Yunli were also going to Baiye Mountain Villa. After the group bid farewell to each other, Gongsun Lv rode back to the palace by himself. He stopped and looked at the empty The door of the mansion was full of tears: "Is there any mistake, even the guards are gone without Dad?!"

Gongsun Lu jumped off the horse with a bitter face, then kicked open the door of the mansion openly, and shouted: "This son is back——"

What came into view was the desolate courtyard. The flowers and plants in the courtyard seemed to have been neglected for several days, and a few servants with red eyes from crying were sitting on chairs, and they were dumbfounded the moment they saw Gongsun Lu.

"Why, don't you recognize this son?" Gongsun Lu raised his eyebrows, and then made a gesture of invitation to the two people behind, and Li Jinsha and Lian Heng got off their horses and walked in together.

Those servants blinked and rubbed their eyes in disbelief, and then they yelled loudly. Immediately afterwards, all the people in the whole house rushed towards Gongsun Lu with all four limbs splayed, and knelt down on his knees with a plop. on the ground.

"My lord, you are back, woohoo!"

"We thought you were kidnapped by the Huns too!"

"I don't think about tea or food these few days, so I'm waiting for you to come back, woo woo woo!"

Gongsun Lu was speechless, waved his hand and said: "Okay, okay, hurry up and go to work, you will rebel if the father is not around? What are you trying to do by not guarding the door?!"

The group of servants immediately replied tremblingly and with teary eyes: "The prince and the prince are not here, who else will come to attack the palace?"

"Besides, the subordinates miss the prince too much, how can they guard the door?"

"Stop!" Gongsun Lu waved his hand domineeringly, and the group of guys immediately fell silent: "Stop talking nonsense to me, and three points will be deducted from this month's wages."

Hearing that the money had been deducted, the servants immediately wept.

Gongsun Lu sighed helplessly, waved his hands and said, "Come on, get me something to eat first."

"Yes yes yes." A group of servants surrounded Gongsun Lu back to the mansion.

*****

"Ah—is this how you clean up the house when this son is not here?!"

Standing in front of the study, Gongsun Lv almost exploded, watching the books and ink scattered all over the floor.

Then Ade immediately led a group of servants over and knelt down and said, "Your Majesty, you are wronged. It was because of the heavy snowstorm a few days ago, and the windows were not closed when Lord Jing left, so that's why the chaos happened!!"

"Then you won't help?!"

"This..." Ade's forehead broke out in cold sweat: "The prince said that no one is allowed to step into the study room without his order."

Gongsun Lu was surprised, he never cared about his father's study room, he didn't expect there to be such a rule, he couldn't help frowning after thinking about it carefully, so he said: "You guys go down first, the young master will clean it up by himself."

After the servants had left, Gongsun Lu walked into the study carefully and closed the door at the same time.He bent down and picked up a few copies from the scattered books and papers. They were Gongsun Jing's calligraphy and some classic books, nothing unusual.After tidying them up and putting them back on the case table, he sorted out the things on it by the way.