! Hengmu Liren lowered his head, and the golden flowers in his hand disappeared. He stood lonely in the night like a wronged child, and the emotion in his voice was still so stubborn and unwilling.
"Whether it's the first sword... or the last sword, you can't hurt my roots! You are no match for me! So you don't dare to draw a sword at me! You can't even think of using such words to mess with me.
Daoxin."
Liu Yiqing kept coughing up blood, with a face as white as snow, and a hint of pity that could not be concealed by the night: "I'm going to die. I didn't draw my sword before, and I won't draw my sword again. Then, no one will ever know the answer.
You don’t know whether you can catch my sword or not. You may be able to dominate the world in your future spiritual journey, but the regret tonight will always be with you.”
The walls of the imperial city collapsed, with bricks and gravel everywhere. The water in the moat became still, and the cut willow branches gradually sank to the bottom of the water. In the dead silence, flowers suddenly bloomed.
The flower seemed to blend into the night. There was no pink color or brilliant golden edge, just pure black. The petals were so dense that it was hard to count. You could vaguely tell it was a peach blossom.
The spade appeared in the night, and the man also walked out of the night. After several years of wind and rain, the silver mask on his face was no longer so bright, and was covered with a layer of fuzzy fog like an old thing.
Just like the black peach blossom, this person once had a dazzling golden color, but now he has given all the gold to others, leaving the pure black to himself, his clothes, his eyes and his breath.
They are all so cold and thick, like ink that is about to dry up in an inkstone.
Liu Yiqing looked at the man walking out of the night. The expression on his face became a little complicated and solemn. It was completely different from when he faced Hengmu Liren before, because he noticed that this man was purer than before and therefore more powerful.
I couldn't help but start to worry about those Tang people in the academy.
Long Qing walked into the night and arrived in front of the imperial city.
Hengmu Liren didn't react at all, still staring at Liu Yiqing on the chariot.
Long Qing looked at his somewhat lonely back and the green shirt that had just been stained with blood. He was silent for a while, and then looked at the moon in the night sky with regret on his face.
Tonight, the Xiling Temple sent important figures like Hengmu Liren to Linkang City, dispatched five powerhouses in the Fate Realm including Zhao Sishou, two thousand heavy cavalry came thousands of miles away to attack, powerful formations were deployed around the imperial city in advance, and...
…He has been standing in the night.
With such a formation, in addition to letting Southern Jin return to the embrace of Haotian and killing Liu Yiqing who betrayed the temple, he naturally had other ideas, such as killing the strong men who came to rescue Jiange.
There were very few people who dared to lend a helping hand to Jiange before the power of the temple. To be precise, it could only be those people in the academy. And Long Qing judged that the person most likely to appear in Linkang City was Ning Que.
The academy still has to follow rules and principles. The Xiling Temple has arranged so many principles for the academy. At least of course the former academy cannot unravel those principles, so they can only watch the temple annihilate the Protestant religion and watch the temple invade the southern Jin Dynasty.
But nothing can be done.
Only Ning Que has always been unruly and unreasonable, so in Long Qing's opinion, he is very likely to appear in Linkang City tonight, which makes him very satisfied and looking forward to it. However, just like Hengmu Liren was disappointed with Liu Yiqing
The last sword did not stab him, and he was a little disappointed at this time because Ning Que never showed up.
"No one will come to the academy. It's really a waste to have such a huge array in the temple."
There was blood dripping from the corner of Liu Yiqing's lips, but her voice was still so clear.
Long Qing looked at him and said calmly: "I don't think this is a waste, because I will not underestimate any opponent, especially... you who are underestimated by many people."
Liu Yiqing is Liu Bai's younger brother. He was unknown when he was young. He was blinded by Ning Que at the side gate of the academy in his debut battle. As Long Qing said before in the night, he later entered the palace with a single sword and killed the emperor of the Southern Jin Dynasty.
, opened the beginning of a great era, but his reputation is still not high enough. In the eyes of many practitioners, he is far inferior to Ning Que and Long Qing, and he is not qualified to take over the position left by Liu Bai in the world.
But Long Qing didn't think so, because he had a very similar experience to Liu Yiqing. He had also been defeated miserably at the hands of Ning Que, and had to pay a heavy price to rise again. Liu Yiqing was blind, but he could hold a sword and cross the threshold of knowing his fate.
He knew how difficult it was to seize the sword, and what a strong will it represented.
"You are the master of the sword pavilion, and your sword represents your will. If you don't pierce the crossbar, it cannot be an act of will, but because you want to kill the emperor and the royal family."
Long Qing looked at Liu Yiqing and said: "Those people on the city wall are dead. The Southern Jin Dynasty will inevitably fall into civil strife and cannot restore peace in a short time. It is naturally not convenient for the temple to borrow the military and national power of the Southern Jin Dynasty. This is your Jiange
Will... hurt yourself and thereby hurt the enemy?"
The white cloth on Liu Yiqing's face was broken and bleeding, and he said: "The last six words summarized it very incisively, but what I said to Hengmu is also right. Many years ago, the temple wanted to promote your name as the Son of God, and there were many strong practitioners.
He died in your hands, and now the temple is preparing to launch him, why should I help you?"
Long Qing said: "This... is exactly what I don't understand. The gate of the Southern Jin Dynasty has been opened. Since there is no way to save it, why don't you choose to leave? Why do you want to die for the Tang people?"
"Years ago, my eldest brother asked me to go to the academy to clean my sword. As a result, I was injured by Ning Que and became blind. After that, although the sword's heart became clear, I still didn't see through this matter."
"But you still chose to side with the academy."
"It's not my choice, it's brother's choice."
Liu Yiqing shook his head with difficulty and said: "I don't understand why eldest brother wants to help the academy, but since you want to do this, then I will do it."
Long Qing said: "The people of the Tang Dynasty have no faith, what is the meaning of your insistence?"
"The meaning lies in yourself."
Liu Yiqing looked a little tired and said calmly: "I don't like the Tang people, I don't like the academy, I don't like the temple, I don't like you magicians, I don't understand why the eldest brother wants to help the academy, I don't understand why all the Southern Jin people
I wanted to help the temple, but my eldest brother died. People in the Southern Jin Dynasty regarded Jiange as a ghost land. When I looked forward, there was no one, when I looked behind, there was no one, and when I looked around, there was no companion. I became a lonely soul, a wild ghost.
…”
"But even lonely ghosts can still do something. If the Tang army comes to invade, the disciples of Jiange should resist. If Xiling comes, they should also resist. Even if they can't fight, they must fight first."
"The path to self-destruction is beyond praise for foolishness."
"I heard that when the temple master entered Chang'an, tens of thousands of Tang people died. Now that the temple has entered Linkang, tens of thousands of people in the Southern Jin Dynasty are looking at each other with helpless eyes. I think someone must express some attitude...
"If someone goes to die, it will look better after all."
Liu Yiqing felt that his lungs were burning and his ruptured heart was like a collapsed river embankment. He paused painfully and said with a difficult smile: "Since it is death, of course I can't let you go too smoothly."
(I misjudged my physical condition. After reading that single chapter the day before yesterday, I started thinking about the story seriously, and then my blood pressure began to become unstable. The fluctuation... I really want to curse.)