Starting from the Valkyrie, pushing across the ages

Chapter 7
The imperial capital of Great Xia, named 'Shengyang City', covers an extremely wide area, more than [-] li in length and width, and has a population of several million.

The Jiaofang Division is the closest to the south of the city, and quite far away from the imperial palace. Among the neighboring markets, most of them are brothels, Chu restaurants, restaurants and restaurants.

As the evening approached, the flow of people here became more and more turbulent. You could see young men in brocade robes with their servants and servants everywhere, coming and going, cheering and embracing, creating a grand scene.

Now that the world is stable and the Great Xia dominates the world, everyone knows that this is a rare prosperous age. Just from the prosperity and prosperity of the imperial capital, one can vaguely see some of it.

Shen Qing opened a corner of the curtain, and after a few glances, she always felt that something was wrong.

After looking at it for a while, she suddenly realized that in such a noisy and busy city, among the people who came and went, she couldn't see any people in the rivers and lakes with swords and swords.

Occasionally, there are a few long and strong breaths, which are also from those young masters wearing brocade robes. The number of martial arts practitioners is frighteningly small.

Since there are martial arts masters and other strong people in the world, people who practice martial arts should be seen everywhere, as it is now, which is obviously not normal.

Putting down the car curtain, Shen Qing rummaged through his memory for a while before finally discovering some clues.

14 years ago, in the southern part of Qianzhou, "human demons" appeared, killing more than [-] people of Daxia, and the gods and hunters came out in full force to surround the hunters and demons.

In this battle, more than [-] Xiantian martial artists died, and several martial arts masters died in battle. The great martial arts master "Yun He" was severely injured and lingered on for several years. He died of his injuries and passed away.

According to the rumors in the world, this human demon was originally a martial arts veteran who became obsessed with practicing kung fu, so his mind became abnormal and he started killing.

After becoming a demon, this person called himself 'Devil Slaying True Monarch', he liked to behead people, and wherever he went, they were all heads, and his methods were so cruel that they horrified the world.

From that year onwards, the imperial court promulgated the ban on martial arts, and then successively sent large armies to suppress the border, either incorporating or annihilating many martial arts sects, destroying eighty-nine out of ten of the world's elite martial arts.

For this move of the imperial court, most people in the world are supportive. After all, the existence of human demons is too terrifying, and no one wants to see a second human demon appear in the world.

After sorting out his thoughts, Shen Qing went through some memories that had not been fully digested before, and then began to close his eyes and rest his mind.

After a cup of tea, the carriage shook slightly and stopped slowly.

Shen Qing raised the curtain and took a look. Outside the car was the south gate of the imperial capital, the vermilion lacquered gate of more than five feet, very eye-catching.

A young soldier in black armor stepped forward and stretched out his hand towards Shen Qing.

"My lord, please show the token, get out of the car and rest for a while, let me wait for the routine search."

There are strict regulations for entering and leaving the imperial capital, and the frame of the vehicle must be searched to prevent prohibited items from being carried.

Shen Qing got out of the car and handed out the token.

The soldier took the token, and when he saw Shen Qing's hand, he couldn't help being slightly taken aback.

The hand that handed over the token had fingers like onion roots, carved like ivory, slender, white, and radiant, completely unable to connect with the face in front of him.

Sensing the strange expression of the soldiers, Shen Qing reacted, put his hands into the sleeves calmly, and his heart sank.

After all, it was the first time to change his appearance, so it was inevitable that there would be mistakes and omissions in details, or he was careless.

The soldier quickly came back to his senses, and without thinking too much, he returned the token after looking at it twice.

"It turned out to be Lord Zhao, please wait a moment, Lord."

After saying that, he turned around and hurried to the city wall, carefully pushed the figure nestled in the corner, and whispered:
"Lao Tang, Lao Tang! Deputy envoy of the Jiaofang Division, Master Zhao Nuo, is leaving the city."

"From day to night, I can't count the number of sixth-rank officials who have passed through this door, so there's nothing to be surprised about."

The soldier who was nearly fifty years old muttered, opened his eyes slowly, yawned, got up slowly, came to the carriage, looked around a few corners at random, and waved:
"Let go."

"Old Tang, isn't this against the rules?"

Seeing his perfunctory attitude, the young soldier was momentarily at a loss:
"The orders from above are that the remnants of the Shen Party have been stirring up trouble in the imperial city in the past two days. In order to prevent the inner ghosts from leaking information and colluding with the outside world, they will be searched carefully when entering and leaving, and they will also be body-searched to avoid entraining messages..."

"Blind your dog's eyes, what is Mr. Zhao's status, can he do such a thing?"

Lao Tang's eyes widened immediately, and he scolded angrily, which made the young soldier shrank his neck suddenly and dared not speak again.

"Let go!"

The refusal horse blocking the way was quickly moved away, and the gate of the city was opened wide.

Shen Qing breathed a sigh of relief, got into the car without saying a word, and left the city slowly.

"Damn, I'm comfortable working as an errand in Jiaofang, I'm afraid I just got up from some girl's couch."

Seeing the carriage going away, Lao Tang couldn't help spitting, with a bit of envy in his envy, the daughter's fragrance on Zhao Nuo was so strong that it was unbelievable.

The young soldier on the side was a little puzzled: "Old Tang, what do you mean? Just let him go?"

Lao Tang has guarded the south gate of the imperial capital for more than [-] years. He is experienced and has always followed the rules. Today is too abnormal.

"This Zhao Nuo is the nephew of the Longwu General Zhao Sheng. Who is Zhao Sheng? With the help of the Prime Minister, the next Taiwei is likely to be him."

Lao Tang shook his head for a while, and began to pass on his past experience:

"This kid went out of the city in the dark, nine out of ten he has a 'private matter', and he has a ghost in his heart. If you interrogate him more and annoy him, you will be like me in the future, guarding the gate for the rest of your life."

"I see……"

The young soldier suddenly nodded, and sighed a little: "Jiaofangsi is really a wonderful place. I'm afraid Mr. Zhao usually has ten fingers that don't touch the spring water. This hand is more beautiful than my wife, like a jade carving."

Hearing this, Lao Tang was startled suddenly, and turned to look at the city gate that was beginning to close. On the official road outside the city, there was no sign of the carriage.

Martial arts practitioners, how can it be possible for their fingers not to touch the spring water? Zhao Nuo was a martial arts genius who was famous in the imperial capital when he was young. He still practiced palm kung fu, and his hands must be covered with calluses.

Jiaofang Secretary... Daughter Fragrance... Ten fingers do not touch Yang Chunshui... The remnants of the Shen Party... Shen Qing...

The more he thought about it, the cold sweat broke out on Lao Tang's back, the relaxed expression between his brows disappeared, and his complexion turned pale.

"What's the matter, Old Tang?"

Sensing his strange expression, the young soldier was a little puzzled.

Lao Tang came back to his senses, with a serious expression on his face, and said in a deep voice, "Don't ask anything, go and guard the gate!"

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More than forty miles away from the imperial capital.

On the top of the cliff, Shen Qing tore off the human skin mask on his face, and threw the wooden box in his hand, together with the token symbolizing the identity of Jiaofang Secretary's deputy envoy, all off the cliff.

The news of Zhao Nuo's departure from the city will not be hidden for long, and the news of her disappearance will soon spread, and this identity is no longer available.

But as long as you leave the imperial capital, it's easy to fake another identity.

The moment she stepped out of Shengyang City, she was free.

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