Bai Yujing

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Lin Yan Yujian went all the way to the imperial capital. The gloomy drizzle of the past few days has not stopped, and the imperial city is still dark.He raised his sword and went straight into the palace city. The palace guards looked at him in panic and tried to stop him, but they were too intimidated by the heavy pressure to raise their heads.

He walked through the palace without hindrance to the Queen's bedroom.Surprisingly, the queen was not here at this time, only Lian Zhi was guarding the palace.The moment she saw him, her hairs stood on end. Because of her many years of martial arts practice, although she didn't know how to use immortals, she could barely raise her head to look at Lin Yan.

"who are you?"

After she finished speaking, she felt that her lips and tongue were about to freeze.

Lin Yan slightly raised his hand, pointing the tip of his sword at her neck, "Where is the national teacher now?"

Lian Zhi bit her lower lip, the hand holding the token trembled uncontrollably, Lin Yan's eyes narrowed slightly, the cold light penetrated into her bone marrow.She fell to her knees in front of Lin Yan with a plop, looked at the hem of Xianjun's clothes that were not stained with a speck of dust, her lips were murmured, as if she was about to speak.

Lin Yan looked at her with lowered eyelids, but unexpectedly it was too late, Lian Zhi snapped off the token, and the burst of fire exploded from the token, with a "bang", the people in front of him held the token together. Turned into ashes, the gorgeous and colorful fireworks smashed through the roof of the palace and soared into the sky.

Lin Yan was about to open the entrance to the dungeon, and ten warriors in white robes and black clothes stood neatly in front of him.He had seen the leading man from Liu Ren's perspective, he was the elder brother of the Twelve Dark Guards of the Lian family, Liancheng.

"You can't stop me." Lin Yan said lightly.

The power of a mortal compared to that of a fairy is like hitting a stone with an egg, and Lin Yan, who has spiritual power, wants to kill the twelve hidden guards of the Lian family, which is no different from crushing an ant.

Liancheng looked at him, and despite the frost on his face, he still gritted his teeth and kept his voice steady, "The 12 of us were poor and helpless. We were all rescued by the national teacher when we were alone. It will make you hurt half a hair of the national teacher!"

He was very courageous, Lin Yan's eyes swept over him, and after a while, he withdrew the aura on the sword and the coercion around him.

"Within half a cup of tea, if I control you all, I ask you to hand over the tokens in your hands to me, and go to Beijing with me to testify."

Lian Cheng flicked his whip and pursed his lips, "Come on."

The ten dead men rushed forward, Lin Yan touched the ground with his toes, and leaned lightly on the beam. Liancheng came after him in a gust of wind. He stabbed down with his sword, and Liancheng's footsteps moved lightly. Surrounded, Lin Yan laughed lightly when he saw the situation, his long sword was in the air, and with a single leap, the offensive and defensive momentum changed abruptly. He lost his strength and fell to the ground.

The people on the left and right were still trying to encircle them, but there was a sound of piercing above their heads. Lin Yan jumped up and threw out his long sword at the same time. The long sword was as fast as lightning, and it was threatening to hit the long whip in Liancheng's hand. He caught the hilt of the sword that fell vertically with his hand, grabbed it with his backhand, and stabbed straight at the dead soldier who was ambushing behind him.

The dead soldier didn't expect the carbine to come back, and he staggered and fell to the ground, clutching his bleeding abdomen.

Lin Yan was about to swing his sword to meet the person in front of him, when a sharp long whip went and returned, blocking his back path like a snake letter, Lin Yan bent his back and jumped, drawing a smooth arc in the air, It managed to avoid where the long whip was pointed.Liancheng was about to stop, but Lin Yan grasped the tail of his whip, and slid past it according to the inertia, and raised the sword straight to the legs, waist and abdomen of the dead man.

The remaining ten dead soldiers of the Lian family were getting worse and worse, and they were about to be defeated. When Lin Yan's horizontal sword pointed at Liancheng's heart, they finally drew the end.

"Your Excellency can clearly kill us, why are you targeting the waist and abdomen?"

Liancheng spat out a mouthful of blood.

"I don't have the right to kill you," Lin Yan told the truth, "I also hope that you will keep your promises, follow me to Baiyujing, and wait for the emperor to deal with it."

After he finished speaking, he unleashed his spiritual power, lightly gathered the willow sticks with his palms, weaved them into a net, and was about to enclose ten people in the cage, but Liancheng's eyes suddenly became fierce.

"Bam—"

Lin Yan didn't have time to stop it, he had already broken the token and blew himself up to his death. The sound of successive explosions exploded along with the shattering smoke of the city, leaving behind a hazy room of blood and dust.

Lin Yan sighed, and took out the token that Kong Ji had prepared for him from the spirit ring.

He followed what Lian Pei, who led them, pasted the token on the red brick behind the screen. The place he was standing on cracked open, and Lin Yan fell slowly. Return to silence.

With the token, the road to the underground palace did lose its treacherous and mysterious appearance. It took Lin Yan no effort to find the place where Lian Pei attacked them last time.

Lin Yan put away the sword, put his palm on the wall, and slightly closed his eyes. The spiritual energy in his body flowed through his limbs and bones, and was transmitted to his palm, carefully sensing the surrounding spiritual energy.

A trace of unfamiliar aura lingered around his fingertips, Lin Yan suddenly opened his eyes, staring fixedly at the mud wall above his head.

There were no candles here, and it was pitch black. Lin Yan took out the night pearl and leaned it against the ceiling.

A pair of swarthy eyes looked at him from the ceiling, Lin Yan subconsciously drew his sword and stabbed, those eyes also closed, as if terrified.

There was only one bloody mouth open wide, as if it could still saliva, people couldn't help but imagine him chewing, blood overflowing from his lips.

Lin Yan suppressed the discomfort in his heart, stopped Jianfeng suddenly, and opened his eyes again, staring straight at him, but couldn't speak. Lin Yan looked over carefully, only to find that those faint eyes were full of The eyes are black, and the whites of the eyes are almost invisible, which makes it look particularly terrifying.Even the whole face is hideous, as if trapped in some deep, deep pain.

Lin Yan took out the token in his hand and tried to paste the face that was inexplicably born on the mud wall. His eyes suddenly became frightened, and his mouth seemed to be screaming, but he couldn't make a sound. Lin Yan Seeing this, Yan wanted to take off the token, but unexpectedly, the token seemed to be growing on his face, and he couldn't tear it off no matter what, at the opening where Lin Yan was about to cut off with his sword, his foot suddenly moved.

He saw the mud cracking slowly, and a gap suddenly appeared. At the same time, the token that could not be removed suddenly fell down. Lin Yan picked up the token, and when he looked up again, his eyes closed again.

He followed the crack into the next floor. In the quiet and empty underground palace, there was almost no sound. Only the front and back candles cast his shadow on the wall. Due to the different angles and positions of the candles, he cast a lot of emotions on the wall. Different shadows, as if there are many people here.

This floor is different from the one above. It is a straight road, and there is almost no risk of getting lost. It's just that the road gets narrower and narrower until it can only be passed by one person.

Lin Yan took a look at the gap, raised his sword and walked past, there was a click behind him, and the gap closed suddenly behind him, but he didn't look back.

In front of him was an underground space with almost no boundaries, and directly in front of him stood a knee-length man with white hair.

In front of him was a dark coffin, above which was suspended a burning man of fire, Lin Yan almost recognized at a glance that figure was the one he had met before, but now the flame had become Very faint, lingering around the soul, Lin Yan can even see the human figure clearly.

Lin Yan's pupils suddenly shrank when he saw the facial features of that face.

The facial features were exactly the same as the grimace seen on the wall just now, but at this time the human figure quietly closed its eyes, did not open its bloody mouth, nor did it have a ferocious face, it seemed that there was no sign of fear in the brows, which was somewhat Heroic.

Lin Yan suddenly made a move to stop the white-haired man, but before the vines wrapped around his wrist, the last ray of flames on the burning man's body had already burned out, and the entire figure faded away, as if it had never appeared before. in the air.The green vine flew into the air, and then retracted into his sleeve.

Seeing Lin Yan approaching, the white-haired man stopped his movements, smiled and bowed to Lin Yan, "Your Highness, don't come here without any harm."

Lin Yan straightly threw out the jade slip in his hand, and the jade slip lingering in the holy white light slowly unfolded. Lin Yan looked at the white-haired man and saluted, "The Emperor of Heaven ordered me to arrest the Lord Jieshi of Tucheng and return to Beijing for trial. ,excuse me."

Jieshi-Jun rubbed his temples when he heard the words, "I should be the one to offend." His white hair was scattered on the thick black clothes, looking pure and clean, "I have been waiting for the Third Highness here for a long time."

"You—" Lin Yan's eyes widened suddenly, and his sharp gaze was fixed on his eyes, as if he wanted to see the clue clearly.

"Your Highness wants to know who told the secret?" Mr. Jieshi said with a smile: "Who did His Highness pass the folder to, naturally it is who told the secret."

Hearing this, Lin Yan heaved a sigh of relief, and sensed that Mr. Jieshi was biting people at the end of his life, "Mr. Jieshi is at his end, so you don't need to try your best to provoke the relationship between me and my father," he said as if Funny, "Even make up such a story that children can't believe."

"Framing the Emperor of Heaven," his eyes flashed sharply, "Could it be possible that Lord Jieshi will follow the example of Demon Lord Bisang to betray Bai Yujing and become a bereaved dog?"

"Hahahahaha——" Jieshi Jun suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed, and even wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, "Third Highness...Third Highness is really not easy to deceive." He smiled and shook his head, as if helpless, "I really miss when you were young, I hugged you and told you stories, and you believed everything you said."

"Since master uncle still remembers the beautiful past, why did he make a mistake?" Lin Yan changed his address, looked at him again, and said, "You committed such a crime in the world, massacring nearly 2 people to practice labor Human figurines, have you ever thought about how to face..." He paused, and then said the name: "Wen Han."

As the words fell, Mr. Jieshi's smile suddenly stopped. He lowered his eyes, as if he didn't want Lin Yan to see the emotion in his eyes. When he raised his eyes again, he had already changed into an expression of indifference.

"That's it."

"Whether you ask the cold or your Highness, I am a stranger to you after all," Junshi Jieshi said, "I have burned the soul of Emperor Nanchen and turned it into fly ash, and the living figurines have been refined. I can't turn back." gone."

He slowly raised his hand, like a wizard summoning the sleeping undead, his lowered voice was desolate and cold.

"Your Highness...wait for death."

As soon as he finished speaking, the gray light overflowed from the coffin, enveloping his body, the empty ground rumbled, the stones and dust were shaken off and vibrated, and the entire underground palace was like a building about to collapse, until the ground broke open, and countless clay sculptures The living figurines broke through the ground and appeared neatly in front of Lin Yan.

Holding weapons in their hands, they had different looks and faces, and they were all gray, and they couldn't see the edge at a glance.

And Mr. Jieshi turned into one of the clay figurines and hid himself in his mighty army of Yin soldiers.