"Chrysanthemum, ancient sword and wine..." Wang Li couldn't help but smile bitterly. He couldn't help but think of the songs that Lu Shenliang would occasionally hum when he was on the lonely peak.
At that time, he thought that chrysanthemum, Gu Jian and Jiu seemed quite perverted, but now he understood what the song Lu Shenliang hummed meant.
"It turns out that when you walked into Shendu from here, the starry sky you mentioned was what you called, connecting your world?" Gongsun Lan's voice sounded in his and Lu Shenliang's ears.
"Yes." Wang Li nodded with a wry smile.
"I believe you, and I know that besides me, there is another person in this city who will believe you." Gongsun Lan walked back into the city gate and said at the same time.
"Wu Zetian?" Lu Shenliang asked.
Gongsun Lan was slightly stunned and said, "It's the emperor."
Lu Shenliang nodded.
Gongsun Lan said: "So although you come from another world, you don't know anything about us?"
Lu Shenliang said: "In our world, your God Capital, your Tang Dynasty, only exists in our history, and in a long history."
Gongsun Lan frowned deeply and said, "Then you may also come from a very distant future?"
Lu Shenliang said: "It's not impossible."
Gongsun Lan thought about it and said seriously: "Maybe for people like you, the emperor in our world is nothing, but in our world, the emperor is a symbol of power and order. If the emperor cannot maintain her
Authority, then this city, and even the order of our entire world now, will be lost.”
Lu Shenliang said: "We know this very well."
"The Emperor should also help you figure out the matter out. If the godlike existence you mentioned hides in our city and fights against you based on this city, then we will do everything possible to help you.
"Gongsun Lan said calmly, "But what I meant just now is that no matter what attempt this person named Zheng Puguan wants to make in this city, I think at least he cannot kill the emperor
.”
Lu Shenliang did not answer, but Wang Li couldn't help looking at her and said, "How come you think Zheng Puguan wants to kill the emperor?"
Gongsun Lan looked at the bloody rain that gushed out from another street and said, "I don't know how he existed before, but when I stopped on the stage before, I could see that when I looked at him.
He was very angry. Before this, he probably had not encountered such a situation, nor had he killed people like this. Such a situation made him angry and would make him feel more and more irritable. The more he fell into such a battle, he could not get rid of it.
I think he will soon feel, control or kill this one
The city manager may be able to stop posing a threat to him. But unfortunately, the city's army is very loyal to the emperor, as long as he shows that he wants to capture or kill the emperor.
Intention: If he goes to the palace, he will definitely encounter stronger obstacles, more traps and vicious means. All these means of trauma to him, if they cannot kill him, if they just make him feel that his life suffers more
A serious threat will only play the opposite role.”
"Then don't you order these troops to stop?" Wang Li couldn't help but say.
"The people around the emperor do not mean that they can issue orders to the army." Gongsun Lan shook his head and said, "I can ask the army to cooperate with me to do something, but I cannot completely influence the military."
Wang Li said: "Then the emperor should be able to order her army?"
Gongsun Lan nodded and said, "If you want to stop the massacre like this, only the emperor will order the army to evacuate."
Wang Li was about to speak, but Gongsun Lan continued: "I only know your situation, and I am afraid that only if I go to see her will believe it. So we can only meet the emperor before he kills the palace.
The killing stopped."
Lu Shenliang smiled, "Aren't you afraid that we are sweet-talking assassins?"
Gongsun Lan waved his hand to the coachman who had been waiting not far away and said, "Change a larger and faster carriage."
When the coachman nodded and left, she said to Lu Shenliang: "We can pay the price for our choice."
Wang Li couldn't help but sigh and said, "Why take us directly to talk to Zheng Puguan, let us persuade him to stop for a while. If he stops, you also advise the military to stop for a while.
stop."
Gongsun Lan was slightly stunned and said, "If you want, it is indeed a good way to reduce killing."
Lu Shenliang said: "It was a good idea before, but we were too late to talk for so long."
"I'll lose it!"
Wang Li just took a look and couldn't help but scream.
I saw a figure jumping rapidly in the streets and alleys, walking wildly in the shadow of the house like a crazy beast.
That kind of speed and jump distance are obvious to Zheng Puguan.
And even from the positions of Wang Li and Lu Shenliang, it can be clearly seen that the direction of his sprint should be the location of the palace.
"Or why don't you say hello to the military and say we have no malice, so let's run over too." Wang Li said bitterly.
He felt that no carriage could catch up with Zheng Puguan. If he and Lu Shenliang tried their best to chase after him and the Tang army did not try to stop them, then they might have arrived at the imperial city earlier than Zheng Puguan, or they could have chased after him.
Go to Zheng Puguan and ask him to stop first.
"If I am not by your side, the variables are too great, I cannot guarantee whether the Tang army will do something unfavorable to you." Gongsun Lan did not hesitate, shook her head directly, and said, "If it is just to catch up with him, or
I promise to do it if I rushed to the palace before him. Because even though he is moving forward at this speed now, Tangren would never let him break into the palace easily."
"Okay, listen to you." Lu Shenliang didn't insist at all.
At this time, the sound of horse hooves was already heard in the streets not far away. Following the sound of horse hooves, they saw a completely black carriage galloping towards them.
Even the war horses that towed this carriage were all black and had no hair on them. The carriages they towed were not carriages used by ordinary wealthy businessmen or officials, but chariots without carriages.
"Walk!"
Wang Li took the lead this time and jumped onto the carriage first.
In his sight, Zheng Puguan's rushing wild wolf was too terrible. He felt that he wasting time, maybe Zheng Puguan would be stimulated to do something.
...
The wind in Luoyang blew on Zheng Puguan's body, and Zheng Puguan felt a little cold.
This kind of coldness is also a brand new feeling for him.
In the past tens of thousands of years, he has not shed so much blood. Moreover, the flow of true energy and the blessing of many Taoist rhymes have also made him unable to invade the cold and heat. Even if he is sealed in the iceberg, he can't feel it at all.
It is even more likely that the body will feel cold.
For ordinary people, cold may be easier to tolerate than pain.
But Zheng Pu's view is different.
During this period of battle, he was constantly savoring the pain, but it was his first time to taste the cold feeling in his body.
Moreover, the pain will not directly bring him a feeling of weakness, but this coldness makes him feel that he is weak and eroded.
This feeling made him even more unbearable.
He had never experienced the feeling of the passing of life as a monk who was drooping in his twilight years before, but at this time, this cold made him feel that his power and vitality were weakened and lost.
And the most terrifying thing is that he felt the loss that could be quantified.
Even though his true energy stimulated the vitality in his body and constantly repaired his damaged flesh and meridians, he found that like those monks in the cultivation world who could not absorb spiritual energy, he had no real energy in this city.
To supplement.
If the true essence is not endless, it means that there will be an end, which means that he will not have endless life in this city, and such a battle is constantly consuming his life.
The most terrifying fact he discovered was that he didn't care about life and death before, because he felt that he could not die at all and would not lose something, so it was indeed difficult to care about. However, now, he could not ignore his own
life and death.
He cannot keep weakening himself, and cannot spend his life on these people.
If he could not kill the people in this city directly, he could only force the emperor in this city to submit.
After breaking out of the Tang army encirclement in the vegetable market, he felt that there was no problem with his choice.
With his speed, it was difficult for the Tang army along the way to organize effective encirclement, and it was even more impossible to prepare many insidious means to deal with him in advance.
But at this moment, his body, which was moving forward like a gust of wind, suddenly had a pause.
He felt something strange.
When he was fighting with the Tang army before, all the doors and windows of the streets along the way were closed quickly, especially those adjacent streets and alleys were originally looking at him secretly, but when he approached, it was absolutely impossible for anyone to dare to open the doors and windows.
It was even more impossible to open the door and walk out. However, at this time, he found that some people suddenly came out of the streets and alleys ahead.
The first person to appear in his sight was a boy of seventeen or eighteen years old.
The young man seemed to have lived in the attic, so when he opened the two windows of the attic, he suddenly turned over and suddenly appeared in front of Zheng Puguan, who was jumping onto the roof of the house.
He pushed open the window not far ahead of Zheng Puguan, turned over, holding a knife in his hand.
A rusty hatchet.
The boy was very ordinary and had a dish.
And he seemed very scared at this time. Although he was holding the knife tightly, his whole body was shaking.
He was obviously very agile when he pushed the window and turned over, but at this time his legs were shaking so hard that he almost rolled down from the roof.
He held the knife tightly and was trembling, but stared at Zheng Puguan and shouted: "What are you going to do, what are you going to do?"
Zheng Puguan narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "I won't do your business."
The young man's legs suddenly stopped shaking. He gritted his teeth and looked at Zheng Puguan and shouted: "This is Luoyang, I am Tangren, why don't you do my business!"
"Those who kill in the street should be punished!"
"The traitors should be punished!"
"External murderers should be punished!"
His voice became louder and louder. Although his voice trembled, he had already swung his knife towards Zheng Puguan.
He stomped the roof tiles and his steps seemed very clear in his shouts.
Zheng Puguan didn't respond to anything.
The sword in his hand just handed it out.
The already dull sword tip passed through the boy's throat and then quit.
He jumped past the boy, and a blood fountain spurted out of the boy's throat. Then he fell to his knees on the roof and rolled down in the next moment.
He could be sure that the boy was not the sergeant who had previously opposed him.
In his opinion, the boy was either a bad mind and was born stupid, or he didn't know how to live or die, and didn't know that such behavior would die.
He felt that such death would make many people who want to show off their strength clear up.
However, what he didn't expect was that as soon as he leaped over the roof of the house, he saw two people panting and calling him with bamboo poles.
"Kill you, the monster."
The two men were cursing at him while holding bamboo poles.
Zheng Puguan was stunned.
It’s not because these two people are very powerful, but because these two people are too old.
These two people are old men, and they are the kind of old men who are usually old and almost dying of old age.
These two people were trembling with long bamboo poles at this time.
Are these two people confused?
Can these two bamboo poles that are even thin when drying clothes knock off a hair?
But what he didn't expect was that a woman ran out with a basket.
The woman's face was covered in tears.
She wanted to run to the two old men, but she felt that it was too late.
She couldn't stop the two old men from using bamboo poles to hit Zheng Puguan, so she could only pick up something from the basket in her hand and smash it at Zheng Puguan, "If you want to kill, kill me!"
She sobbed and shouted.
The things that were called towards Zheng Puguan were stronger than the bamboo poles of the two old men.
It's just a slight odor.
They were some duck eggs that had just been picked up from the duck shed.
Zheng Puguan just turned his face and avoided these duck eggs.
It was just the stinking smell on the duck eggs that still made him feel reborn.
He said coldly: "Do you really want to die? Do you all want to die?"
"I'm so old, are you still afraid of death?"
"You haven't been born yet when I killed the enemy on the horse's back."
"This is a man's business, what are you, a woman, getting involved!"
The two old men waved the bamboo poles in their hands and shouted angrily.
Their bamboo poles will sweep on Zheng Puguan's face.
The blood vessels on Zheng Puguan's forehead jumped slightly.
The heads of the two old men fell down.
But at this moment, as the blood in their bodies was scattering, Zheng Puguan's body paused slightly again.
He saw more doors and windows being pushed open with force.