Heartless

But besides Kou Biancheng in Langjiao Lake, even Shan Xiaohu didn't know that there was a second way out of the valley.

The second road is exactly a watery road leading to death and life.

If a man has the ambition of an emperor in his heart, he must also have some suspicions that have been seen in ancient emperors. What's more, just by one person hitting down half of the northwestern city with a knife, he has more openings than others. Others are not allowed to approach Yanwan Water Cave, because the second way out of Langjiao Lake is in the water cave.

But even though he remembered that he took that person to the water cave to heal his wounds, he underestimated the meticulous thoughtfulness of the Jin Yiwei commander.It turns out that Langjiao Lake is connected to Yanwan Water Cave. Maybe this hot spring water is different from other places. After many years, the stones soaked in the spring water will glow with fireflies.

And those shiny blue stones on the shore of Langjiao Lake are exactly the same as the strange stones in the water cave.

It's just that people can dive out, but horses can't.

In the Yanwan Water Cave, a pair of dark eyes appeared from the sparkling waves. Ye Qianlang finally got out of the water before exhaustion, still holding the Great Treasure King's Relic in his mouth.

After waiting outside for a while, Xue Po didn't come.It is expected that no matter how well-behaved this beast is, it will be difficult to break out of the siege, it should have fallen under the chaos of swords in Langjiao Lake.

Apart from the relics, he had no possessions, so he casually killed a passing swordsman and robbed his horse and money.

When he came, he was dressed in purple around his waist, shouting in front of him and hugging him in the back. He was just like a man with a man below ten thousand, but when he left, he was just a man with a broken arm, accompanied by an old and thin horse.

The strong wind blew the empty sleeves, Ye Qianlang straddled the horse, looking back at the setting sun cast on the desert, thinking of the light and shadow in the Yanwan Water Cave, and the lingering nostalgia, as if it was an old event that he could not remember long ago , as if feeling that the scene happened just yesterday, and it has been engraved into his bones.

People and hearts have changed, but this desert has remained the same for thousands of years, with a few red willows and a piece of yellow sand.

All the way, day and night, he went straight to the capital.Carrying a rare treasure that everyone covets in his arms, he is too eye-catching to attract thieves to miss him. He only has an old horse and is dressed in rough clothes, so it is very fast to wear Lin Yue like this.

The city of Linjing is only a hundred miles away, and the people and horses are really exhausted, so they find a restaurant to have a rest.

First, he wanted to serve a jar of strong wine, and he poured himself a full bowl, before he could put it in his mouth, he heard the sound of a bell coming from afar.

The sound of the bell clearly came from a very far away place, but it was transmitted to the ear canal in a continuous manner. It was not the singing of the Shengxiao and the chime of the bell and chime, it would not be enough to have such a momentum.

Ye Qianlang frowned slightly, feeling a little uneasy in his heart, so he asked a drinker beside him: "I ask you, what is this sound?"

Seeing the man's broken arm, the drinker dared not answer: "Emperor Apocalypse's funeral! This must be the sound of the ceremony and music for the new emperor's ascension to the throne!"

These words are indeed a bit of a sense of God's will.It was also fortunate that Commander Ye was never in the mood of complaining, he only remained silent for a moment, drank all the wine in the bowl, got up and left again.

Perhaps the joy of the new emperor's ascension to the throne has not yet passed, there are more than a thousand pedestrians in the Forbidden City, traffickers and pawns, all kinds of people.

Ye Qianlang drove another hundred miles, entered Xuanwu Gate, passed Chang'an Street, and went straight to the official office of Fusi in Beizhen.

Outsiders say that Jinyiwei is the emperor's chariot and the Shura of the world, but the Fusi's mansion in Beizhen is neither as grand as jewels, nor as spooky as the underworld, but it has a somewhat majestic structure. Looking at it, it is not much different from those famous mansions in Beijing.

Reining in the reins and stopping abruptly, Ye Qianlang turned over and got off the horse. Before he could take a few steps, the old horse behind him let out a long hiss and fell to the ground.

Desperately running all the way, except for West Wind, only the thin horse was left beside him. Ye Qianlang quietly looked at the dying old horse for a while, then threw an ingot of silver to a small flag at the gate of the yamen, and said: "Bury it well. .”

He didn't say hello to the left and right anymore, and stepped into the vermilion lacquered gate.When the first few guards outside the door saw him appear, they were all startled and terrified like a ghost in the daytime, they dared not stop him, and they dared not stop him, so they had to follow him into the lobby.

Apart from Grand Master Wei Liangqing and the newly appointed Jin Yiwei Commander, there are more than ten other faces in the hall, all the slightly disreputable people and caretakers gathered together, obviously they are discussing important matters.

"Ye Qianlang?!"

Grand Master Wei was not wide-eyed, he was the first one to see Master Ye who had come back from the dead, and he was astonished as hell.

"Aren't you dead?" He said in a high-pitched voice. Although he is not a eunuch, his conduct seems like Jiuqian Sui, who has harassed the Tai Chi Hall. Enthroned!"

Seeing the other party as nothingness, Ye Qianlang didn't stop without saying a word, just walked forward.

It was a rare opportunity for Grand Master Wei to count down his old enemy, and with an air of unsatisfied spirit, he took another two steps to Ye Qianlang's body, reached out his hand to touch his dangling right sleeve, and indeed broke his arm , couldn’t help showing more joy and contempt on his face, poking and poking while talking in a sharp voice: "What kind of dog to raise depends on the owner's wishes. If a disabled dog comes back and wags its tail to beg for mercy, the sensible one should go away—"

The opponent pointed down with some ruthlessness, causing his left shoulder to sink a little. Ye Qianlang was not angry, but felt that these splashed words made him flustered. Swinging his palm and sending out a force - Wei Liangqing's kung fu is not weak at all, when he saw the strong wind coming towards his face, he immediately dodged sideways, but the palm in front of his eyes flicked suddenly, facing the emptiness and hitting the solid, with a move of "fog lock cloud buried" It landed directly on his right cheek.

Although this palm only contained three points of dark energy, it actually slapped Wei Liangqing in the face in front of everyone, causing the eardrums of the opponent to burst, and he wanted to swear something, but when he opened his mouth, his mouth was bloody and drooling She shed it all at once, and was afraid that her mouth would be full of loose teeth, so she quickly shut up.

A slap removed Grand Master Wei's prestige, Ye Qianlang raised his eyelids slightly, and saw another person sitting under the seat that belonged to him.

This person's surname was Tian, ​​and because he was Wei Liangqing's confidant, everyone thought that after Ye Qianlang died in the Northwest, he was appointed to be in charge of Jinyiwei.

He was dressed in a gorgeous, complicated and imposing flying fish suit, but he was not a prince wearing a dragon robe, with a face full of stupidity, as if he was just a puppet on the throne.

Ye Qianlang's face was as heavy as water, it seemed that he didn't even have the energy to speak, but he just approached the head seat step by step, calm and firm, like walking from darkness to a ray of light at dawn.

This man surnamed Tian was originally a Beijing official, so it is impossible that he has not seen the previous Commander-in-Chief, but Ye Qianlang saw the shabby clothes and dusty face, far from the gorgeous and dignified appearance of ordinary people in the past, and his eyes blurred for a moment Not knowing Taishan, he stared blankly and asked, "Who are you—"

Ye Qianlang didn't answer a word, the tails of his long, narrow and dark eyes only slightly raised, and his left hand was raised straight out -- the strike was extremely ruthless and fast, not to attack the enemy first, but to kill the enemy. The "fog lock and cloud burial" still cares about nine thousand years old's thin face, so there is no reason to be polite with the "merciful flight" at the moment.

There was only a crisp sound of "click", the poor man surnamed Tian had just taken office not long ago, and before he sat in the high seat, his neck was suddenly wrung out.

Taking advantage of the opponent's person not falling down and the body not getting cold, he made another three moves in a row. The palm wind forced the body to turn around on the spot, but the fragrant official uniform had already been stripped off before the turn was over.

He raised his hand and draped it on his shoulders, the pattern on the robe faced everyone, the python-shaped fin tail, like a fish but not a fish, awe-inspiring.

I thought that the situation where the king didn't see the king would have to be noisy for a while, but the dust settled within a cup of tea.The Jinyi guards and governors in the hall are quite familiar with the officialdom's adapting to the situation and changing the direction of the situation. When they see that the situation is a foregone conclusion, they all kneel down and salute together: "My subordinates pay homage to your lord!"

Ye Qianlang raised his face slightly to meet the light, and then closed his eyes again, not sure if he was tired from traveling all the way, or just enjoying the scenery and honor brought by this official robe.

In August of the seventh year of Apocalypse, Ding Si, the king of faith Zhu Youjian Bingxi Zong's edict took the throne, and his reign name was Chongzhen.