Yang Lin woke up again.

The bright moon in front of me is in the sky, and the stars are slight.

It was already dark.

Birds and insects are ringing around you, and cars and horses are rippling in the distance...

The Yang family's migration team seems to have not gone far.

I didn't waste much time either.

I just followed my own convoy from afar and didn't hurry to catch up. On the one hand, it was to prevent the troops in Hangzhou from intercepting and attacking, and on the other hand, it was to prevent the strange phenomenon of myself from breaking through the realm and appearing in front of others.

The latter goal has been achieved.

However, the previous precaution is indeed unnecessary.

Look at the direction of the Hangzhou city gate. It was brightly lit before, but now it has returned to the bleak scene of immortality...

Zhang Mingde seemed to be even more cowardly than he thought, or to be aware of the current affairs.

After realizing that his group was very difficult to mess with, he was not in a mood to do more tests, and obviously he had already led his troops back to the garrison.

‘I don’t know what Zhang Ziyang really thinks?’

Yang Lin thought to himself.

Logically speaking, the blood-handed hand of the Qing Gang, Bu Chen and his group were able to search for assassins in Hangzhou City, and to ask the garrison office to issue a wanted order, they should have a close relationship with the garrison envoy.

Moreover, the Qing Bang's smoke and population trading were unimpeded, which must have opened up the joints between the north and Shanghai.

As a powerful military town city entering Shanghai, Hangzhou Guardian is a force they can't avoid.

It should have been opened.

To put it bluntly.

Zhang Ziyang will never have nothing to do with this chain of interest relations.

It is likely to be one of the protective umbrellas of Qingbang's business.

This is how to refer to it.

Yang Lin was a little puzzled.

Since he has a close relationship with the Qing Bang, he is a vested interest.

So, why raise it up so high and gently put it down to yourself?

Could it be that Zhang Ziyang, as the policing envoy, was actually a timid figure?

Or, my father’s identity is actually not that simple.

Even with Zhang Ziyang's power, he would not deal with the Yang family on the surface. He was worried about taking revenge on the matter afterwards?

This is basically quite certain.

"I don't know what my dad is in that organization? I don't see him talking about it on weekdays... However, this is a good thing after all. It's always good to have a backer in troubled times."

Yang Lin let out a long sigh.

In fact, he was still worried about going directly to Shanghai. After all, he and the Qing Gang team had formed a bond.

In this offensive and defensive battle, many people died on both sides, and the bloody feud was like a sea of ​​people and could not be resolved.

Although Shanghai, an international metropolis, was prosperous and the laws were quite strict at this time, it was the real headquarters of the Qing Gang.

A gang force known as 30,000 thugs.

It's terrifying to think about it.

I rushed to the other party’s base in such a hurry, but no matter how I looked, I was sent to death.

However, since neither of the two masters of the Yang family had any objections, and even Wang Xiaoqiao also seemed to agree, it was naturally their reason.

From this, we can also see that they must have some trump card.

The forces that can make the Qing Gang dare not be arrogant and that can make the Hangzhou governor dare not target the forces that can be targeted openly.

This is the background.

...

Return from the illusion of Yanwu Ling.

Yang Lin has made great progress.

Although, in reality, only a few dozen seconds have passed...

But, psychologically, he has spent decades.

There is always a feeling of vicissitudes of life and fatigue lingering in my heart.

Yang Lin took a long time to recover from his palpitations.

Whether it is his own background considerations or Zhou Hongyi's lifelong encounters during the Martial Arts Order, they all turned into blue smoke and dissipated in his heart.

Only then did he feel that his mind is clear, his qi and blood are active, and he is in the mood to realize the power he has obtained.

As expected.

What I have learned this time is also reflected in the body of my deity.

I don't know what kind of mechanism is playing a role.

It has obviously not been through long-term hard work.

However, the muscles and bone tendons of the body told him that this was not true.

He has actually practiced a set of plum blossom boxing for decades, and has been practicing it to the point where he is about to move and integrates his instinct...

The "Five Aggregations Plum Blossoms" is a burst skill that naturally generates after the bone refining is complete and the tendons and meridians are strong.

Can integrate the boxing techniques you have learned, gather your strength, and save the enemy if you attack.

In short, this is a must-kill boxing technique.

A skill to fight for life.

In the illusion, it was also with this attack method that he broke the eight real body protection techniques of Mr. Chengkong of Wutai Mountain in one fell swoop...

At the same time, he fought with the Taoist priest Zhaoyang of Chongyang Palace, and was evenly matched.

With this explosive power, he killed the Tartar Emperor, forcing a monk and a Taoist to join forces to secretly contact the Thirteenth Prince, and killed all the adult princes with ambition and hostility...

Only then did you have to decide the overall situation and succeed in supporting the dragon.

This is exactly the true confidence that he dares to control the court without a single soldier.

There is no need for reputation or power at all.

Just one knife in your hand.

The reason is very simple.

In the capital at that time, no one could stop his fierce sword.

There are only a few who are qualified to inherit the throne, and they are killed one by one, and it is always the turn of a collaborator they choose.

Afterwards, he hid in a distance and did not follow the world.

In fact, it was also for the safety of the Zhou family members at that time.

As long as he, the "culprit" of the regicide, did not appear, even if the new emperor grew up again and had the intention of taking revenge, he would not dare to move at all.

Because there is a knife staring in the dark, you have to worry about your head at any time.

If he dares to have bad thoughts, no matter how arrogant the Thirteenth Prince is, he will never be able to sleep peacefully.

Yang Lin estimated that after he left for a long time, the new emperor would probably increase his efforts and treat his daughter Zhou Yumei and his three disciples well.

Not to mention high officials and generous salaries, at least you can have no worries in your life.

‘Yun Niang…’

When Yang Lin thought of that person, he felt sigh again.

I am always stupid and can’t tell the difference between reality and illusion.

Although those experiences are from others.

But emotions are real and are also a long life I have experienced. How can I leave no trace?

Now that the divine power is natural, the muscles and bones are sacrificed and refined...

He reached out and gently placed it on the camphor tree as thick as a bowl, turning his palm into a fist, and a slight shock.

The sound of buzzing muscles and bones sounded, and a muffled sound was heard, and the camphor tree fell down with a bang.

"The tree was broken with one punch... It was so relaxed, and the body didn't feel any difficulty.

Especially between the internal organs and five internal organs, there is a cool breath that plays a role, recovering losses at an extremely fast speed and replenishing qi, blood and physical strength."

Yang Lin finally felt that his own was completely different.

In fact, if you had such strength before.

It’s not impossible to stay in Hangzhou City and continue to have sex with the Qing Gang and the governor’s mansion.

It is very likely that the two major forces will not dare to take action without any hesitation.

I had no choice but to give up targeting the Yang family and swallowed the bitter fruit.

"Forget it, going to Shanghai at this time is also a good choice."

"It's better to be a thief for a thousand days, and there's no reason to defend against a thief for a thousand days. It's better to face it actively and solve problems than to deal with it passively."

After thinking about this festival, Yang Lin had no worries anymore.

He found that the biggest gain he had in the illusion was actually not the "Five Aggregations Plum Blossom" explosive technique, but the "Frost Breath", the breath breathing technique he had learned and brought back.

Just like when I transformed into the Iron Bridge San, I had already understood the magical power control technique that can only be used at the level of dark power that can only be used at the level of "hardness and softness".

Now, the same is true.

If, he understands it correctly.

When using the "frost breath", you can continuously train your internal organs and make your internal organs stronger in one breath.

This is the iconic ability in the dark force stage.

The power of muscles and bones hurts people from the outside, which is external force.

The power of internal organs hurts the enemy invisibly, which is internal strength.

In this state of merit, each school has its own name and inheritance, but without exception, true masters are both internal and external cultivation, and the older they get, the more powerful they become.
Chapter completed!