For the first time in the history of the Summer Palace, it received dozens of visitors from Wangchuan Sword Cultivator at one time, so both the palace waiters and the officials responsible for welcoming them showed great respect.
Especially when Yicheng was about to face such an attack by the demon army and the Yongchang County army suffered a major defeat during the Northern Expedition, the appearance of Wangchuan Jianxiu seemed like a life-saving straw.
But no one could see what they wanted to see on the faces of these Wangchuan sword cultivators. Instead, they could see solemnity, indifference, or anger.
No one knew why, but they could only welcome the Wangchuan Sword Cultivators into the main hall at the core of the Summer Palace with smiling faces, and then closed the door completely.
There were no courtiers in the hall, only an old man in rich clothes sitting high up at the head, and behind the old man stood quietly a middle-aged man with an indifferent expression. The man was originally just looking at the new spider in the corner of the hall.
There was a spider with long thin legs on the web. When Wangchuan Jianxiu entered the hall, his eyes only fell on the leading woman, which was quite rude.
The leading woman was naturally Jiang Qingyun. She didn't even look at the man with rude eyes, but just stared at the old man in gorgeous clothes who had an obviously withered face but still managed to display his majesty. She said bluntly, "Master Taishou, you
A letter was sent to me asking us to buy some time for the people around Yicheng to enter the city, so I did it. To this end, I hope that the seventy-two swordsmen of Sichuan Sword Sect were buried in the wilderness to the west of Yicheng, but why is it outside the gate of Yicheng now?
Most people are still not allowed to enter?!"
The old man in rich clothes looked at Jiang Qingyun calmly. After being silent for a while, he slowly spoke, his voice hoarse and low as if he had not recovered from a serious illness.
It’s the same for all the experts who want to enter the city.” He leaned his upper body forward and said, “Especially now that our Yongchang County has encountered a new setback.
If we sneak in in batches and take advantage of the situation to attack Yicheng, that will be a disaster for all the people of Yongchang County."
"Is it a catastrophe for all the people or for the governor of Yongchang County...?" said the handsome middle-aged man with a pale face standing next to Jiang Qingyun.
Jiang Qingyun raised her hand to interrupt the handsome middle-aged man's words and continued, "Now the demon army has arrived dozens of miles west of Yicheng. The faster running beasts may have reached the outside of Yicheng first. Once the people outside the city are because of
Panic caused chaos, and Yicheng would also suffer. Master Taishou, the Lijun Qingqi closest to Yicheng is still a hundred miles away. How can any "careful person" sneak into Yicheng in "large quantities"?! They are all common people, and they are all
They are the people of Yongchang County!!"
"Don't I know that those are the people of Yongchang County? They are all my subjects. If they are buried in the mouths of animals outside Yicheng, I will be the most distressed person!" The old man in Huafu seemed to be very angry.
Staring coldly at the Wangchuan Jian cultivators in the hall, he said, "There are more people in Keyi City, and they are also people from my Yongchang County. Shouldn't I be responsible for their safety? They are not my Yongchang County."
the common people?!”
Jiang Qingyun's face became increasingly ugly. When the old man in Chinese clothes finished speaking, she took a deep breath and said coldly, "Have you made plans to close the city gate when the monster army attacks?" She saw the words above her.
The old man in Chinese clothes was silent and then said in a cold voice, "Meng Xiaotian... for the sake of the possibility of harming the personal interests of your Meng family, you have to block the people of Yongchang County outside the city at the city gate.
Feeding the monster beast tide...?!!"
The old man in rich clothes remained silent, but slowly leaned his body back to the depths of the spacious and heavy throne, "In the past few days, Yicheng has opened its doors to accept people from all over the world. I, Meng Xiaotian, am worthy of these people, and I can't say I have time to come in.
..... If they want to complain, blame Luo Chuan, the little boy from Li County. If he hadn't invaded the northern part of our Yongchang County, if he hadn't attacked our Shouting and forced Yicheng, how could our Yongchang County not be able to withstand a tired force of the demon clan?
Our remnant army?!"
His voice became louder and louder, and his tone became more and more excited, so much so that he couldn't help but cough for a long time before he stopped, "This prefect's Shanshan Army is on its way back south. Tens of thousands of troops will arrive in an instant, and the remaining demon army will arrive in an instant.
It can be destroyed!" He waved his right hand as if he was talking to others or saying to himself, "All the people of Yongchang County will be saved, and the only one who can save them is me, Meng Xiaotian!!"
Jiang Qingyun's already pale face became even more bloodless. She stared at the old man in Chinese clothes with cold eyes and said, "Meng Xiaotian, let me ask you one more question, do you want to withdraw the inspections at the gates of Yicheng or not?!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the temperature in the hall dropped sharply!!
The face of the middle-aged man standing behind the old man in rich clothes changed slightly, but he remained motionless.
"You want to kill me?" The old man in Chinese clothes suddenly smiled. He stood up and looked down at Jiang Qingyun and laughed loudly, "A disciple of Lu Zu, who is a great disciple, now wants to kill the prefect of Yongchang County?!" His eyes were dead.
Staring at Jiang Qingyun without flinching at all, "You won't withdraw even if you kill my Yicheng city inspection... Unless you Wangchuan Sword Cultivator... attack my Yicheng city for the monster army
!!!"
The atmosphere in the main hall was extremely cold for a while.
Up and down the high platform, an old man in rich attire faced off against a group of Wangchuan sword cultivators, turning a blind eye to the almost substantial sword energy in the hall.
After a long time, Jiang Qingyun did not make any further move, "The ancestors of the Meng family in Yongchang were once heroes of our human race. Unexpectedly, the descendants are like this now. No wonder you are not as good as a twenty-year-old child from the Luo family.
"She snorted coldly and led the Wangchuan Sword Cultivators to turn around and leave. When they left the main hall, they no longer cared about the majesty of the prefect's palace. They drove away with their flying swords and turned into light, flying straight to the outside of Yicheng.
When there were only two people left in the hall, the old man in rich clothes slowly sat back on his throne, shrank back into the depths of the chair, smiled miserably and murmured to himself, with blood in his mouth, "Am I not as good as him? What a joke.
.....I'm not as good as him...?!"
But on the other side, Jiang Qingyun led a group of Wangchuan sword repairers and landed directly on a slightly higher ground to the west of Yicheng.
She just stared at the West in a daze for a long time, then slowly turned around to look at these more or less injured junior brothers and sisters, and suddenly made a salute, "Junior brothers and sisters,
Today, outside the city, Jiang Qingyun and all the other disciples are guarding the road together, slaying demons and beasts, all they have to do is die."
The handsome middle-aged man standing in front of everyone smiled casually and returned the greeting, "Chang Yufeng has been practicing Taoism for hundreds of years, and this is what he is doing now, slaying demons and beasts, all he has to do is die."
Beside him, the Taoist priest with two thick eyebrows solemnly returned the greeting, "It is a blessing for Niu Laoer to fight to the death with Senior Sister Qingyun. Killing monsters and beasts is all about death!"
Behind the two of them, the still-surviving Taoist Chang-beard and other Wangchuan sword cultivators returned the greetings with firm eyes.
There is only one sentence in everyone's mouth, but that's it.
"To kill demons and beasts, the only option is death..."