The people in Qingshan were too boring. In addition to talking about the things that Ku He wanted to plan for martial arts and the Sigujian, he was like a mute. Those Qingshan disciples, because Ku He attached great importance to Ye Qi and because Ye Qi simply and neatly defeated the two masters of Tianyidao, Lang Tao and Haitang, that day, no one was willing to talk to him.

The pine trees in the green mountains are very beautiful, but the flowers and plants in the low mountains are not as beautiful as those in the green cliffs on Wudang Mountain.

So after Ku He went into seclusion, Ye Qi seemed to have also been in seclusion, and never went out in the Taoist temple arranged by Qingshan.

Haitang Duoduo walked very lazy steps and pushed open the gate of the Taoist temple in front of him. When he saw the uncle Jianlu sitting in the yard basking in the sun, he was a little impressed. He hadn't reached it for only a month, and his realm was not felt by himself. This was too evil.

"Haitang has met his uncle."

He was called Uncle Master by the saint of Northern Qi and the closed disciple of Tianyidao. Ye Qi was not unnatural. He slowly opened his eyes and waved his hand to signal the other party not to be too polite, and asked, "What's the matter?"

Haitang's face was strange. It could be imagined from her tight, slightly fat cheeks. At this moment, she should be gritting her teeth tightly.

"Uncle returned to the emperor, His Majesty's reward is here, Taoist Secretary, second-rank official."

The Taoist temple was an official office independent of the imperial center in Northern Qi. The official position of the inner Qi was almost held by Qingshan disciples to govern the martial arts practitioners of Northern Qi. However, this Shangshu was idle for many years, and even the second rank was still comparable to those casual officials and had no actual authority.

Ye Qi heard the words "Shangshu of the Taoist Court" and his expression did not change much. He continued to ask, "It's gone?"

Haitang wanted to speak but stopped, looking at Ye Qi, he refused to speak.

"Don't worry, your master Kuhe can't hear it now, and no one else in your Qingshan can hear your and me conversation."

"Seen was detained in the third courtyard outside Chongwu Gate. Uesugi is preparing to save people. Shen Chong has learned the news. My senior brother and Daoren He will participate. Nan Qingfan Xian's whereabouts are lost, so he should also participate."

Ye Qi stood up, stretched his waist and said, "I understand, but I want to ask you a question."

Haitang was surprised and said, "Please tell me, uncle."

"Don't you feel it's troublesome to talk with gritted teeth?"

Haitang was stunned at first, then glared at the other party, and said, "Actually, I really want to punch you in the face."

"Tsk tsk, it's a pity that you don't have this opportunity."

...

...

There is a private house outside Chongwu Gate in Shangjing. The dense and narrow streets and alleys are interspersed here. Those who have lived in Shangjing for decades will get lost when they walk here.

To the east of a tree forest, which is like a sword, there is an extremely inconspicuous courtyard.

It was dark and windy tonight, so two carriages came to the front of the yard and one carriage went to the back of the yard.

More than a dozen men in black walked out of the two carriages in front of the yard. They rushed through the wooden door of the yard with extraordinary strength and then fought with the people in the yard.

If this courtyard is counted north from Chongwu Gate, it is the third courtyard, where the world-famous devil Sean, the world-famous Northern Wei Dynasty, is naturally the people from the Jinyiwei who are fighting with the man in black.

The Jinyiwei's status in Northern Qi is not as good as the Supervision Office in Qingguo, but its power in Shangjing City is still terrible. For someone to come to rescue Sean tonight, they had already received the news. Soon, dense footsteps sounded in the streets and alleys.

Countless crossbow arrows fell to the courtyard like autumn rain, and then there was a roar like thunder in the courtyard, which was a weapon developed by the three departments of the Qingguo Supervision Bureau.

The shouts of killing gradually faded. Even if the men in black were powerful, how could they be able to fight thousands of arrow rains?

The people in black fell into a desperate situation and depended on each other. Then they took the horizontal knife in their hands, cut off their faces, and then committed suicide by dying.

The only person who dared to save Shaun in Shangjing was the general Uesugi, the Northern Qi general. But even the people in the capital knew that Uesugi is not in a good situation now. The people in black cut off their faces and committed suicide in order not to implicate the general.

At this time, the carriage parked behind the yard finally moved. An old man with gray hair got on the carriage, and the carriage ran towards a small road leading to the outskirts of the capital.

Heavy Since I expected someone to rescue Sean tonight, I would not leave a chance for Sean. After walking more than ten feet of the carriage, I was stopped by dozens of Jinyiwei's good men.

The old man in the carriage seemed to have understood the situation tonight. As soon as he stopped, flames instantly swallowed the entire carriage...

...

Sean is dead, this is a very hard news. How could Sean, who is called the big devil, die so easily? Even though he is old and has been detained by the Supervision Bureau for several years and does not know where he fell, how could he die so easily?

"Sir, the body in the carriage has been examined, and the leg injury matches the missing teeth."

Standing heavily in the yard full of corpses, he looked at the corpse that was still burning with fire, and sneered a few times.

...

That night, many people died in the courtyard. The Jinyiwei department specializing in handling corpses began to operate and moved the dead bodies to the suburbs.

Waiting for the time to move the corpse, the morning light had just lit up in the sky. Before the Jinyiwei could deal with the corpse, the Jinyiwei stretched out one hand in the pile of corpses, then killed people, put on the Jinyiwei's clothes, and limped his legs towards the more secret mountains outside the suburbs of Shangjing.

The sky slowly lit up, and Sean found a clear spring in the mountains and lowered his head to drink. However, after he just lowered his head, two people appeared in front of him, one with two scimitars on his waist and the other with a thin and narrow sword.

"Wolf Tao, who Taoist?" After being escorted by the Jinyiwei for several days, the Jinyiwei only maintained the water and a little food that he could live, so his voice sounded a little hoarse and powerless.

Lang Tao looked at Sean, thinking that he had walked through the vast north with his master countless years ago and saw the out-of-reach temple. He had a little pity in his eyes and said, "It's Lang Tao, I've seen his senior."

The same was true for Taoist He on the other side. He politely said in a deep voice, "My younger generation, Taoist He, have seen his senior."

When they were young, the Northern Wei Dynasty was the most powerful country in the world. They knew what kind of terrifying existence Sean was, and it was only a short moment to give birth to mercy. After the week, the two of them took action without reservation.

A thin sword seems to be able to pierce mountains and rivers, and a pair of swords is like being able to cut all the troops.

Both of them are at the lowest level, and if they don’t show up, who can beat them?
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