One person guards the lonely city, invincible in the world

Chapter 25 One person guards the city and no one asks, and the world knows it all the time [9k words ask for a monthly ticket, ask for a recommendation ticket]

Carpenter Qin walked around the city wall, and finally sat at the city gate, staring blankly at the desert.

"Grandpa, where did brother Gu go?" The children with braids sat side by side and handed over a sticky fudge.

Carpenter Qin didn't speak, and put the sugar in his mouth.

"I don't like that new grave." The childish child pouted, his dark face full of grievances.

"why?"

"I can't tell." Zhitong shook his head, crying against the wind.

"Luoyang!" Carpenter Qin wiped away the tears on the doll's face, and said softly:
"That Eunuch Gao is also a member of our Anxi, he died heroically for the isolated city."

The juniors in the city are all named after places in the Central Plains, but they are the last batch of dolls. With Chang'an alone carrying the city, the dolls at least don't have to spend their youth in the city.

"Why did he come, why did he come alone." The child named Luoyang took out the fudge in his mouth and squeezed it into the shape of a sword.

Carpenter Qin was silent.

That's right, if Eunuch Gao didn't bring hope, Chang'an should be liberated. If he stepped into the Western Regions with a million soldiers, how perfect would it be.

"Grandpa, will we go to the Central Plains in this life?" Luo Yang raised his face and asked.

"Yes!" Carpenter Qin's voice was firmer than ever.

After 63 years of isolation, the first person from the Central Plains court came to the isolated city of the Western Regions. When the faint dawn came, the dawn was not far away.

He may not be able to wait, but Luoyang will definitely be able to.

"When I arrive in the Central Plains, I want to eat sweet-scented osmanthus cake. I shouldn't be greedy, right?" Luo Yang looked excited. He often heard the elders talk about it, and he was so hungry.

"And Brother Gu, let's go to the school to study together. He understands a lot of truths without studying, but it's been a long time since I talked about it."

Luoyang rambled, the child's wish is so simple, a beautiful private school, don't taste the salty wind and sand again.

Qin Mu's ingenuity is as sharp as a knife.

His already numb heart was pierced heavily by a single sentence.

Chang'an... I'm afraid I won't be able to go to Chang'an.

Carpenter Qin didn't understand the nature of heaven and earth, but when peach blossoms were planted in the city, when Chang'an said "I'm afraid I will hurt you", he knew that this poor child would perish in the dark.

After 63 years of suffering and waiting, it is very likely that victory will be ushered in, but on the eve of victory, Chang'an will become a madman.

There is nothing more desperate than this in the world. He was about to win, and he was about to walk out of the darkness, but his soul remained in the darkness.

"Grandpa, don't cry." Luo Yang leaned over to help him wipe away his tears, and said firmly:

"No matter how many wild dogs come, Brother Gu can kill them with one sword, until the Central Plains army arrives."

Carpenter Qin, with red eyes, walked back to the city with the baby.

……

In the smelly desert, a red-robed figure slowly walked over with a jug of wine, followed by a hanging wooden sword.

Within sight, hundreds of thousands of rotting corpses were piled up, severed limbs and skulls, corpses and bones filled the ravines, and the loess was covered with blood.

"This place is very good." Gu Changan nodded.

The aura that drove him mad became more and more intense, most likely it was the aura of innocence and injustice, which was refined into the body like small spears piercing his head one by one.

Gu Changan remained indifferent, and poured himself a drink:

"I respect my frivolity when I was ten years old, respect for my hesitation when I was 20 years old, and respect for my magnanimity now."

"cut!"

Putting aside the wine pot, the blood sword slashed down, and the sword energy covered the earth like a dense cobweb, and it actually took care of the bones of every barbarian citizen.

That's right, Gu Chang'an wants to refine all the sinful spirit without leaving a single trace.

Either don't do it, or do it absolutely.

The Central Plains should be coming soon. Before dawn, the barbarians will definitely have the fastest attack. He must use his strength to hold on and not lose his territory before the end.

It doesn't matter if he goes crazy or dies, there is no regret in handing over the isolated city to the Central Plains intact.

The sky and the earth are surrounded by black mist, and the cruelest evil spirit in the world rises up, covering the breath of the blood sword, and the desert at dusk falls like night.

"Cough..." Gu Changan coughed violently, his vision gradually blurred, and he seemed to see another self.

The scholar in Chang'an City has a wife who is not beautiful but gentle and kind. He has a chic little house with a peach blossom tree planted in front of the house. In this life, he is not rich and rich, but he is also free from disease and disaster.

"This is my wish when I was a child, and I will never be able to realize it in my life."

Gu Chang'an endured the pain of bone and skin, curled up in the middle of the bones, and evil spirits poured towards him.

"I just want to be ordinary." He shouted hysterically, why he was so pitiful.

Health, out of control.

He didn't want to be born in an isolated city in the Western Regions, the blood-red city wall blocked everything he had, he was a puppet wrapped in national beliefs, he was a fool ignored by the Central Plains of China.

Death, out of control.

If you want to die, you can't die.

"Why am I a monster!" Gu Changan looked at the blood flowing all over his body, looked at his clean palms, there were obviously countless wounds, but there was not even a single faint scar.

I am always like this, the intestines can be stuffed back after being cut out of the abdomen, and the skull is pierced by arrows, and there is no trace of pulling it out. I am actually a monster defending the city.

But I don't want to be like this! !

It seems that when people are about to collapse, they will have three options: escaping immediately, giving up thinking, and deciding to go crazy.

Gu Changan was on the verge of thinking, his soul was resisting the invasion of evil energy, but his body was absorbing it crazily, the black mist between heaven and earth was gradually thinning, and he was enduring the pain like tearing every piece of skin at the same time.

So, I decided to go crazy.

Using itself as the carrier, the evil spirit accumulated over more than ten years of killing is blended with madness.

Fusion!

A character who has never left the old world, but has imprinted strands of his unique aura on the world.

boom!
The tornado rolled up the sand and rocks, like a roaring yellow dragon rising to the sky, and the desert ushered in a rare blizzard scene in a century.

The sky seemed to be split open, and the heavy snow seemed to never stop falling, but it only fell within a radius of ten miles. Outside was a barren land that stretched for thousands of miles, but here was like a white world of ice and snow.

Standing still in a red robe, Gu Changan's demeanor was no longer distorted, and his stern eyebrows became serene for the first time.

It's just that the long hair in the shawl is all white.

Not Xueluo.

The chill swept across, the white hair danced in the wind, and the heavy snow covered the rotting corpse. Gu Changan stared blankly at the black eagle hovering in the sky.

"You crow, why do you look at me twice?"

The black vulture looked down at the severed limbs that were not covered by the heavy snow, it just wanted to feast on the corpse.

"You want to send a message, you want to lead the barbarians to attack the city, right? You want to take my life?"

"Hmph, naive!"

Gu Changan shook his wrist, and the blade of the sword rose from the ground. The black eagle fled in a flutter, but was still pierced by the sword energy, and fell miserably to the Gobi Desert.

It doesn't understand, what's wrong with being greedy?
Flocks of goshawks neighed upon seeing this, and Gu Changan continued to repeat the movement of swinging the sword, and shouted angrily:
"No one wants to destroy my home! You don't want to secretly report military information."

Slaughtering them with one sword, Gu Changan stood up contentedly looking at their corpses.

"Go home."

The ice and snow melted, the world was dead silent, and the distance to the lonely city was getting closer and closer. The man with white hair and red robe finally found the innocence and happiness of a child, jumping up and down in the yellow sand, chanting obscure and melodious songs.

……

At the Yanmen Pass of the Great Wall, nine black stone pillars stand tall and there is a crack in the sky above the pass.

In the evening, warriors from Beiliang and Youyan occupied this place to practice. The great change of the heavens decades ago, the origin of the revival of spiritual energy in the Central Plains is Yanmen Pass.

Although it is less than one-twelfth of the barbarian abyss, it is also the hope left by the thief God for the Chinese civilization.

At this moment, countless warriors and rangers in the pass were dumbfounded, and there was a deep shock in their eyes.

Someone created their own Qi machine!

"Cruel, bloodthirsty, destructive..." Grandmaster Beiliang stared at the crack, capturing the fleeting breath.

What kind of terrible talent is this?

What kind of killing monster is this? ?

"Saint!" Some rangers noticed the old man in black robe coming from Yukong.

It was Youyan Gongsunge, one of the nine saints of the Central Plains.

The old man's dark ink-like brows were deeply frowned. He was practicing on the Great Wall, and he immediately noticed a new energy.

Since the great change of the way of heaven, whether it is Confucianism, Buddhism, or Taoism, or the evil spirit of blood or even evil spirit, all exist in the heaven and the earth, and each warrior only needs to choose one or a few paths.

Especially for Duke Qin of the Eastern Wu Dynasty, who became holy with the sound of the piano, it is actually just a derivative of spiritual energy.

As for Li Wan, the empress of the Tang Dynasty, her dominance turned to kingship, and a girl who vowed to become number one in the world took the initiative to take over the burden of the emperor.

But the sudden new Qi means that someone has created a cultivation path, which is not even spiritual Qi.

Yanmen Pass was dead silent.

Countless warriors are still immersed in the shock and cannot extricate themselves. Although the great changes in the heavens have only been a few decades, there have been many amazing talents in the world, but no one has ever been able to "self-create".

This is not only a peerless talent, but also unprecedented courage, the supreme courage to dare to contend with the way of heaven!
"People must fear the sky..."

"Or is it that man will conquer the sky?"

Many warriors are at a loss, the pioneers are famous in history, who is it?

If this person walks through this path in the end, he will be the originator of this wisp of energy, which is equivalent to opening a heavenly gate for warriors in the world.

"Saint, what do you think? Could it be from the Central Plains?" A swordsman looked at the black-robed old man hanging in the air.

After speaking, even he himself felt absurd, except for the barbarian abyss favored by heaven, where could he cultivate such a shocking talent?
Gongsun Ge didn't say a word, was silent for a long time, and sighed:

"Hope is, fear is."

The warriors looked at each other in blank dismay, and the atmosphere at Yanmen Pass became oppressive.

They personally felt the cruelty and ruthlessness and world-weariness contained in that ray of energy. If they are really people from the Central Plains, how should they treat it?

This road is destined to be a more terrifying killing proof than the devil, he will be a disaster for national civilization!

Gongsun Ge waved his sleeves and left, heading south all the way to Jinling City in Chu State.

……

Bronze Temple.

Mandi sat on the throne, and the sunlight outside the window shone on the golden mask, reflecting brilliant light.

"In March, the empire attacked Xishu again, this time vowing to swallow it up in one fell swoop!"

The twelve judges at the round table nodded one after another.

Xishu is the barrier of the Central Plains, so you must swallow this piece of fat in your mouth, and then wait for the Western army to wipe out the remnants of Byzantium, and then attack the hinterland of Shenzhou to create the supreme kingdom of God!
"How will we deal with the Han slaves then?" Mandi asked.

A judge with blue eyes and white beard said lightly:

"Leave land to slaughter people."

The words were cold and bizarre, and many judges were horrified.

Genocide policy!
"Carl, it's too much." Mandi said sullenly.

White Beard had a humble expression, but his tone did not back down at all, and he said in a deep voice:
"Central Plains civilization has always been the best at assimilating. For example, a few colleagues in the palace drink tea all day long. This is a typical example of Central Plains culture raging in the holy city, and its influence has spread to the center!"

"No matter how powerful it is, it is impossible to assimilate the butcher's knife!"

The words were suspicious of yin and yang, and at the end, his eyes glanced at Hu Yanshou and others.

"Karl, how dare you be presumptuous!" the Man Emperor scolded angrily, "Don't forget the history!"

Whitebeard died down.

That's right, before the great changes in the way of heaven, many of the ancestors present here were the little brothers and legs of the Central Plains. The culture of the whole family has been deeply imprinted by China, and it is difficult to correct.

"This matter will be discussed later." Emperor Man did not dare to make a hasty decision.

Such a major decision must be made with caution.

But what Karl said is not unreasonable. The civilization of the Central Plains is good at assimilation. Slavery alone is not enough, and the cultural customs of thousands of years have to be completely subverted.

If it is difficult to implement, then the only option is to save land and slaughter people!
It has to be said that he is already imagining the great feat of creating the supreme kingdom of God with his own hands.

At this time, the sound of light footsteps came into the hall, and a bony old woman in a wedding dress entered without warning, with a cross on her neck and two lotus flowers under her feet.

"Alice." The Emperor Man stood up from the throne with a trace of respect.

"Your Majesty, the abyss has changed, and some people have created their own aura." The old woman in the wedding dress said concisely.

Hearing the word "someone", Hu Yanshou's scalp tingled.

It can't be Hannu in the lonely city, right?

Don't blame him for being sensitive, he was really tortured to the point of insanity.

"Oh?" Emperor Mandi was shocked, with a pair of pupils flickering, and urged:
"go on."

"It's an aura that kills the evil. It's fleeting. Since the aura was revived, it's the only self-created wizard in the world."

The old lady in the wedding dress twitched the corners of her stiff mouth, and her folded eyelids faintly conveyed excitement.

The judges of the round table couldn't hide their shock. The word "unique" contains too much gold!
"Congratulations to the gods, congratulations to the supreme kingdom of God, God bless the Holy City, God bless the Holy City!"

Carl the white beard laughed from ear to ear, the empire has won another martial arts talent, gratifying!
As a high-ranking judge, the so-called Tianjiao is also an ant in his eyes, but he dares to create his own aura, which is worthy of respect!

"Congratulations." The old woman in the wedding dress moved her lips.

"Congratulations, congratulations!!"

The Mandi waved his dragon sleeves and sat on the throne.

A wild frontier, occupying [-]% of the world's territory for decades, relies on the spirit of pioneers, and it is the courage to be the first!
Hu Yanshou showed a smile that was uglier than crying, but fortunately no one noticed him.

Hearing "killing", he was almost sure it was Gu Chang'an, the lonely city!

"Your Majesty, according to observations from the Observatory, this person is in the Western Regions." The old lady in the wedding dress said and left.

Hu Yanshou looked numb.

accident?
Not surprisingly!
What is a self-made air machine?That Hannu guarded the lonely city alone in the dark and desperate situation, and killed the entire army by himself. What miracle can compare to this?

"Western Region?"

The atmosphere suddenly became dignified.

The Man Emperor didn't speak, but his hands patted the armrest of the throne.

"Your Majesty, the Central Plains spies sent back several secret letters, saying that Li Tang's blood was left behind in the Western Regions, could it be him?"

Judge Isken's voice was serious, maybe a happy event might turn into a mournful one.

"Should...shouldn't be?" Hu Yanshou raised his voice and vetoed it.

"Western Region?" Mandi got up and paced.

"Zhelansu didn't finish his term of office. The old witch Yue Jiuling slaughtered 65 innocent people at every turn. The sword ghost fell and Gao escaped to heaven. Now she has created a genius who created her own aura."

"The more I think about it, the more I feel something is wrong."

The Mandi turned his head suddenly, and his eyes locked tightly on the pale-faced Hu Yanshou.

The rest of the judges looked at him in unison.

The two adjudicators were both unlucky, so Hu Yanshou was promoted and that's all. The key is not to go to the Western Regions to intercept Gao Chaoen after receiving his instruction.

Why does Hu Yanshou want to kill Gao Chaoen? Does he know some secret?
It's hard to get rid of his involvement no matter what.

The Man Emperor approached, put his hands on the round table, and said calmly:
"Huyan Aiqing, your condition is not good recently, is it because of the Western Regions?"

"Your Majesty..." Hu Yanshou smiled wryly, the anxiety in his heart continued to hold on:

"The old minister was exhausted physically and mentally by the family affairs, besides, I have already explained to you that the knife is not alone."

"Really?" Mandi was half-believing, but it was impossible to punish the high-level officials of the empire just because of a little suspicion.

Seeing that the situation was slipping in the worst direction, Hu Yanshou quietly pinched his hand with his nails to calm down the severe pain, before he opened his mouth and said:

"The old minister swears to the heavens that if there is even a word of bullying, all the nine clans will be killed!"

The corners of the judges' mouths twitched, the old man Huyan showed his loyalty too harshly.

The Man Emperor nodded and said in a deep voice:

"I sent a thousand Celestial cavalry to the territory of seven thousand miles, and vowed to investigate to find out why Yue Jiuling wanted to be slaughtered. Is Zhe Lansu really killing the princess by mistake?"

"My sage!" Hu Yanshou said respectfully.

He's on the verge of a nervous breakdown!
The Celestial Cavalry has a special communication method, as long as it arrives in the Western Regions, it's all over.

No one could save him, fate sounded the death knell for him, and the head on his neck was about to fall to the ground.

At this moment, Hu Yanshou's limbs were icy cold, not so much terror, but desolation.

Deep in the mud, suffocated and unable to struggle.

But what followed turned out to be pleasure, like the wind blowing on your face when you fell into hell.

Living in fear and despair is really not as good as being free.

"Your Majesty, what if this person is really of the so-called blood of Li Tang?" Judge Karl asked.

Mandi didn't care, and said lightly:

"How can the collapsed Shenzhou Continent be restored to glory because of a martial arts genius? The empire favored by the heavens will not decline because of a certain person."

"Let's just think that he can become a saint in the future, but a saint? The abyss creates one every two years!"

Everyone nodded.

There is only one thing that affects the rise and fall of two civilizations——

Spiritual Will!

Only faith is supreme!
The so-called gnats shake the tree, the weak gnats unite may not be able to eat the giant tree in the sky, but the key is to have a unique gnat that can guide the spirit of the gnats.

Central Plains obviously did not.

Just like the last time they attacked Shu, the empire only dispatched 30 soldiers and horses, so what about the coalition forces of Beiliang, Zhao and Shu?

Push it horizontally! !
"Your Majesty, this person should be the son of the empire, otherwise he would not appear in the Western Regions to preach."

Isken looked determined.

The Yanmen Pass on the Great Wall, the Yangtze River and the Yellow River, where can you not prove the Tao?It is safe and can open up a new energy mechanism for the warriors in the Central Plains. Why bother to practice hard in the hinterland of the Western Regions?

"Just look it up."

"The son of the empire is terrible. He dared to ask against the sky. Such a pioneer should be included in the new calendar of the empire. Only by exploring can he achieve glory!!"

Mandi is sonorous and powerful.

The most important thing for the Celestial Iron Cavalry is to grasp the specific situation of the Western Regions. Bringing this person back is only secondary, and it is basically determined to be the son of the empire.

Hu Yanshou was expressionless and sneered in his heart.

Asked against the sky?

Gu Changan never knew what the sky was!
In the old world, he had never been baptized by the aura of the new world. For such a lonely and brave man who has never been seen before or since, who in the world would dare to cultivate his aura?

Even if a heavenly gate is opened, who deserves to enter?Who can bear his pain and darkness?

At some point, Hu Yanshou developed a feeling of admiration for Gu Changan.

Yes, after confirming the date of his death, he calmly put aside his prejudices and looked at the man in Gucheng objectively.

It is definitely the most dazzling light of human nature. It cannot be seen in the brilliant history, and it will be difficult for future generations to reproduce it.

……

Back at the mansion, the once magnificent and majestic mansion was nothing but an empty shell, and [-]% of the wealth was reduced to the mission rewards of Wufo.

"Son, you can run away today."

"Go to the sea to find an island to settle down, and leave a bloodline for the Huyan family."

In the hidden corridor, Hu Yanshou's breath was sluggish.

Hu Yanjing's face was pale, her eyes were bloodshot, she was silent for a long time, and said with a miserable smile:
"Father, is it irretrievable?"

Hu Yanshou nodded dully:
"A thousand Celestial cavalry, when they arrive in the Western Regions, news will be sent back to the holy city, and they will never be able to cover up."

"Before that, you flee as soon as possible, bring a few more female guards, and pretend to be a spring outing."

"The rest of the family are mediocre, and they will die when they die."

Hu Yanjing's lips trembled, and he kowtowed heavily.

"Father and son, father is ashamed of you, goodbye." Hu Yanshou's face was tense, and he left the mansion without looking back.

He wanted to urge the four greedy witches and Buddhas to kill Gu Chang'an before the god cavalry rushed to the Western Regions.

The isolated city will be exposed no matter what, and swearing to kill has nothing to do with survival, but dignity and glory.

Hu Yanshou didn't want to be whipped to death after his death, and to be scolded by the people of the empire as a humiliating vicious dog.

Killing Gu Changan at least extinguished the spiritual torch of Huaxia Shenzhou, and gave the empire an account, and the word "loyalty" would be engraved on his epitaph.

Even after death, I hope to die as a victor.

……

Changan.

The solemn and solemn bells sounded from the Golden Luan Hall, and the scattered ministers of the Ministry of War hurried into the hall.

The empress wearing a phoenix skirt on the throne had been waiting for a long time, and she got to the point:
"The decree is that the Ministry of War will dispatch [-] elite troops to the Western Regions, and I will send an order to Beiliang to borrow the way."

The already quiet court hall was completely silent.

The officials of the Ministry of War exchanged glances with each other, and Li Deyu, the leader of the Shangshu, came out holding the wat, and said firmly:

"Your Majesty maintains the family's private ways and ignores the life and death of generals. I protest!"

Realizing that he was too excited and straightforward to speak, he tactfully advised:

"Your Majesty has made great efforts to govern, and has just brought the devastated community back to life. How can you take [-] elites to take risks?"

"Second minister." The rest of the Ministry of War officials said in unison.

No one wants to see the blood of the royal family left behind in the Western Regions, let alone an aristocrat who changed the fate of the country, but that is the hinterland of the barbarians!
"How many times have I told you that there is no Li Tang blood!"

The extremely beautiful emperor was rarely furious, and her cold voice stirred in the Golden Luan Hall.

She is the orthodox imperial power in name, even if the emperors of the other six countries gave her the will, she would not praise me, but so what, no one believed her words, even the civil and military officials of the Tang Dynasty were questioning.

The person in the portrait is no more than 25 years old. Li Wan has checked the genealogy and found that there is no male of this age living outside the Li family.

For the time being, she missed it, but she is practicing the Dragon Qi of the Tang Dynasty, and her perception will never be wrong!
"Your Majesty, even if the portrait person is gifted and becomes a martial arts saint, can a saint alone fight against ten thousand elites?"

Li Deyu frowned deeply and said in a low voice.

If martial arts masters are omnipotent, then there is no need for an army to exist at all. A saint is the pinnacle of his own power, but facing tens of thousands of elites, he can only retreat.

If [-] elites sacrificed for rescuing Li's Tianjiao, it would be an unbearable blow to the community, and it would also lose popular support and cause public opinion to boil.

Co-authoring 1 flesh and blood bodies is to exchange for the children of the royal family, right?

"I suspect they are descendants of the Anxi Army in the Western Regions."

A serious voice suddenly came from the throne.

The hall was dead silent.

"Impossible. When the Anxi Army died, none of the ministers were born. If there are any descendants alive, they will also be integrated into the blood of the barbarians."

A refined official came out holding a wat, and a dark shadow appeared in front of his eyes.

Li Deyu in front of the hall rushed forward and slapped him hard on the face, making him dizzy.

"Shangshu..."

"You should fight!" Li Deyu looked at him coldly, then turned to the throne and bowed to apologize:

"The old minister is rude, please forgive me!"

All the ministers also stared fiercely at the elegant official, this person is simply abominable!
But all Zhongyuan citizens are well aware of the tragedy of the Anxi Army. Back then, with a sacred mandate, they went to the Western Regions to defend the borders of the Western Regions and defend the country for the Tang Dynasty.

Unexpectedly, the Tang Dynasty collapsed, the entire Hexi Corridor was raised by barbarians, and Anxi was completely reduced to a lone army, unable to get any rescue.

These are all great heroes of the Tang Dynasty, but they couldn't even return the fallen leaves to their roots after death.

History is dusty, so how can we say that they surrendered with empty words?How could it be unreasonable to guess that the descendants are all of barbarian blood?
Even if it is, the Central Plains has failed Anxi, and it is not shameful to surrender.

"It's the minister who is confused." The elegant official's expression was distressed, and he was also speechless for a while, but the starting point was to veto His Majesty's incredible idea.

Fifty years ago in the Hexi Corridor, 50 Tang troops fought against the barbarians and lost their strategic territory guarding the Western Regions.

Just imagine, the 27 army is close to being wiped out. How can the [-] soldiers and horses in Anxi, which is in the heart of the barbarians, persist?
The ministers were silent. It must be ridiculous that the portrait person is a descendant of the Anxi Army. Perhaps it is an excuse for His Majesty to prevaricate the court.

The empress's delicate cheeks were icy cold, her fingers were tightly clenched and then loosened quietly, followed by confusion.

That's right, she was just an illusory premonition, with no reason to prove it, and she couldn't even convince herself.

Li Deyu hesitated to speak, but finally did not put it into his mouth.

Why did Li Tang's blood stay in the Western Regions? Since Gao Chaoen was willing to die, it proved that he had the talent and even the strength to return to Chang'an.

If he doesn't come back, does it mean that he has rebelled and surrendered?

No matter what, the Ministry of War will refute His Majesty's imperial decree to send troops.

Who among the descendants of the Yan and Huang Dynasties would not wish to quickly turn over this page of humiliating history and usher in the bright and bright world they dream of, but it requires the concerted efforts of the Central Plains, and one person will never be able to turn the tide.

"Retreat!"

……

Royal study.

"Summon Li Lian." The Empress looked out of the window, where a pigeon with colorful wings was pecking at the rice grains.

"Yes." The maid took the order and left.

Pei Jingshu walked into the hall with a solemn expression.

"What's the matter?" The empress was still looking into the distance, without turning around at all.

"Someone created a ray of energy transcending heaven and earth. Li Ping sent a message. According to her prediction, it may be the portrait person."

Pei Jingshu finished speaking in one breath.

The imperial study room fell into a lengthy silence, the empress pursed her lips, her eyes dimmed.

"Your Majesty..." Pei Jingshu stepped forward and said softly:

"It's the martial arts talent."

Disappointment is inevitable.

Just as His Majesty expected, she also hoped that the portrait person would be a national hero who had made some achievements, not a martial artist.

The self-created qi mechanism is indeed shocking, but so what?As the Minister of Military Affairs said, a saint cannot change the situation.

Your Majesty should give up, [-] elites are going to rescue the portrait man, this kind of sacrifice is meaningless.

Pei Jingshu looked at His Majesty's face, and continued:

"Li Ping said again, this man is world-weary and cruel, and the meaning of killing is too strong. He is on the way of magic, which has been proved by Youyan Gongsunge."

Empress Dai frowned and sighed softly.

"Your Majesty." An old woman stood outside the hall.

The empress stretched her hand out of the window to hold the colorful dove, and said softly:

"Please take it to the Western Regions and bring back the news of the portrait man."

"Do things from the beginning to the end. He helped to boost our country's fortune. If it is a hero, let him make a name for him. If it is a devil, thank him for his kindness."

Pei Jingshu was shocked.

The powerhouse of the royal family who is second only to Gao Chaoen, once an accident happens, the consequences will be disastrous.

"I obey." The old lady took the pigeon, gave His Majesty a reassuring look, and then stepped out of the imperial city.

"Let me be quiet for a while."

"Yes..." Pei Jingshu resigned, and before leaving, she glanced at His Majesty's figure, feeling inexplicably sad.

Once upon a time, His Majesty was also a person who vowed to go to the sky to pick up the stars. The Li family, Li Wan, was extremely talented, with a cold sword on his back, and the dream of being number one in the world.

But before going to the rivers and lakes, the shackles of the country and the country are heavily on the shoulders. No one in the Li family dares to carry the dying dynasty. His Majesty can only carry it, give up dreams, smooth the edges and corners, and imprison his soul in the nine palaces.

The name of Fairy Hanjian has been covered up by the Empress of the Tang Dynasty, but the quack spirit in His Majesty's heart has not yet disappeared.

You made the fortune of the Tang Dynasty grow, no matter what the world thinks about it, I will give you an explanation.

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PS: It's about to climax, and it will be a big chapter recently, the kind where one chapter is worth four or five chapters.

It's not too much to ask for a monthly ticket (miserably)
(End of this chapter)