Immediately afterwards, the door of the Zhaoxuan Hall also lit up with a red light that rose to the sky, it was bright red like blood, and the cold and strange aura splashed wantonly in the air.

"Yan Xiu!"

"Young Master Yan, what do you want to do? This is the Zhaoxuan Palace!"

"The previous emperors of the Great Xia Dynasty are resting here, Yan Gongzi must not be impulsive!"

The courtiers, who were already a little shocked, were suddenly startled by this voice again, and their eyes quickly focused on Yan Xiu's body.

At this moment, Yan Xiu's eyes flashed with a faint red light, and his whole body was wrapped in a swirling red aura, and under his feet, the two swirling vortices were even more vivid red.

"Shura Dao!"

"It's only been a few days, and the light red has turned bright red?!"

"Shura Dao is a combination of good and evil, although it is a good way, but the source of power is anger, Yan Xiu was stimulated by the death of Fang Zheng, and the advancement of Shura Dao is a blessing of chance, but it is ......"

"But how?"

"Yan Xiu's time to step into the Shura Dao is too short, if he is too radical and causes his foundation to be unstable, once he falls under the control of the Shura Dao, he will become an evil Shura...... That's really a big misfortune!"

"It is rare for the Great Xia Dynasty to have this genius, he has already mastered the Shura Dao at the age of sixteen, but he must not be ruined in one fell swoop, stop him!"

The courtiers looked at Yan Xiu, whose eyes were glowing red, and they were all a little worried.

And the other talents looked at the scene in front of them, and they were extremely shocked.

"Is this the Shura Dao?"

"Sixteen-year-old Yan Xiu, the third in the palace examination, mastering Shura, what an exaggeration!"

"With this kind of strength, I'm afraid that the three of us are not their opponents together, right?"

"It's amazing. ”

When the talents were discussing, Wu Feng's face also became extremely embarrassed. He was standing beside Yan Xiu, and naturally felt the powerful power deeply.

It was an aura that rose up in hell, so cold and sharp that even he had to quickly retreat to the side.

"Yan Xiu!"

With the speed of Wu Feng, several other talents who won the fifth to tenth places on the literary list also quickly retreated to the side.

It's just that one person didn't retreat.

He is Nangong Hao.

Nangong Hao was also standing by Yan Xiu's side. It can be said that in terms of distance, it is closer than Wu Feng, but he let that red aura continue to rage around his body.

White clothes fluttering.

However, Nangong Hao's expression was not calm, and there was even a faint look in his eyes, looking at Yan Xiu's gaze, which was obviously slightly bright.

"Yan Xiu?"

Saint Shang Lin Mubai's hand waved lightly at this time.

A golden light shot directly into Yan Xiu's forehead, and suddenly, the red light in Yan Xiu's eyes dissipated, and the aura on his body slowly became stable.

"Yan Xian's nephew. If you are really concerned, you can go with me to the Dian Mo Building!"

Yan Xiu's body trembled slightly, his breath instantly entered his body, he looked at the saint Lin Mubai in front of him, and then looked at the courtiers and talents around him who were full of shock.

Finally nodded.

"Your Majesty, according to the rules of the announcement, after the announcement of the literary examination, the rules of the martial arts examination will be stated...... Are you going to move to Dianmo Building now?" the Ministry of Rites Shangshu saw Yan Xiu nodding. He also spoke.

"The gauge is dead, but man is alive. Let's go to the ink building first. ”

"Yes!"

......

Dianmo Building, after decades of wind and rain, has long become a beautiful scenery in Yanjing City, I don't know how many talented people have left deep memories here.

Ups and downs, in addition to memories, there are decades in the ink building. The pen and ink left by the talents who come and go is the real value of the ink building.

Now, all memories and pen and ink have turned to ashes.

The original elegantly decorated Dianmo Building has only a few remaining and dilapidated stone pillars, and all the wooden pavilions have become a dark dust.

Besides. Among the ruins were charred corpses, most of them girls, but a few men.

Numerous guards and sergeants surrounded the ruins, and bright spears were laid across the sergeants' chests, preventing the populace from entering.

And in the middle of the guards and sergeants.

Lin Mubai, a saint in a golden dragon robe, was standing in front of the ruins, his face was slightly solemn, and his eyes were constantly searching in the ruins.

The civil and military officials stood behind the saint Lin Mubai, and they all stretched their necks to look at this once the most prestigious place in the Yanjing City.

"How did it burn like this?"

"There's no way to rebuild it at all. ”

"Alas...... It's a shame. ”

The civil and military officials looked at the ruins in front of them and sighed in a low voice, after all, there were not a few of them who left wonderful memories in it.

"Father!" At this moment, a fiery red figure rushed over from a distance, and in an instant, a gap broke out among the sergeants, and he quickly came to the front of the Holy Lord Lin Mubai.

"Pingyang is here. Saint Lin Mubai nodded, stretched out his hand and brushed the hair that was scattered in front of Pingyang's forehead.

"Where is that guy?" Pingyang's little face was obviously a little anxious, and a pair of eyes as clear as water looked at the Holy Lord Lin Mubai expectantly.

Saint Lin Mubai didn't answer, just stood quietly in place.

Yan Xiu was also standing on the body of the Holy Lord Lin Mubai, his face was very cold, very cold, as if it was covered with a layer of frost that would not melt for thousands of years.

Not long after, a guard wearing gold armor came to the front of the Holy Lord Lin Mubai.

"Your Majesty, a total of thirty-six corpses were found inside, all of them charred, and it was almost impossible to determine the identity of men and women except for the fact that they could be roughly identified by their bones. ”

"Can't be identified, what is the cause of the fire?" Saint Lin Mubai's brows furrowed slightly.

"It can only be judged that the fire is burning from the inside out, if it is normal, it should be caused by a natural fire in the Dianmo Building, not someone arson it from the outside. "The Golden Armor Guards are based on the judgment.

"Got it, step down. ”

"Yes!" the golden-armored guard replied and quickly retreated.

"Father, I heard that Fang Zhengzhi didn't go to the Imperial Palace today. Is it true?" Pingyang asked again as he looked at the retreating golden-armored guard.

"Well, he really didn't come. Saint Lin Mubai nodded.

"It can't be...... No matter how bold that guy is, he won't dare not go to the Zhaoxuan Palace...... Yan Xiu, is Fang Zhengcheng still sleeping in the inn? You answer me! Yan Xiu, why don't you speak?"

"Someone's coming!"

"In!"

"The princess ordered that the whole Yanjing City find someone, even if the Yanjing City is turned over. You must also find Fang Zheng, all the mansions must be searched!"

"This ...... Yes!"

......

Autumn is deepening, the air is slightly cool, the cold winter is coming, and a drizzle of rain falls from the sky, knocking on the streets of Yanjing City.

The streets are dotted with figures, either with oil umbrellas or in robes, and pedestrians and merchants gradually hide in teahouses. In the middle of the restaurant.

And the topics that everyone talks about are all discussing a person's life and death.

That person is naturally square and upright.

As the leader of the literary examination of this palace examination, he tied for the first place with Nangong Hao, which was the time of supreme honor, but he was jealous of his talents, and a fire caused him to die in the fire.

In the Duanwang Mansion, compared with the dullness of the past. Today is obviously going to be a lot more lively, and the courtiers are shuttling in and out of the mansion.

Inside the study. Duan **** Xinjue was dressed in a gorgeous dress, savoring the cup of green tea with a strong fragrance, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a smile.

"This king used to only talk about the fragrance of green tea, but today's strong tea tastes extraordinary!"

"His Royal Highness King Duan is happy, the taste of strong tea is naturally more suitable. A courtier heard Duan **** Xinjue's words. Immediately flattered on the side.

"You are still too superficial, the thing that this king is happy about is not what you think, but that my father has ordered the place of the military exercise to be set in the Southern Regions Mountain Range, and the prince has been sent to supervise the army!"

"Congratulations, Your Highness. Congratulations, Your Highness!"

"This king wants to see how the prince will supervise the army?" ha......

......

As happy as the Duanwang Mansion, of course, there is the East Palace Prince's Mansion, there are more courtiers, and the people who fall off the sedan chair are almost endless, and everyone is holding a pot of flowers and trees in their hands, with different varieties and different forms.

In the meeting hall of the Prince's Mansion in the East Palace, countless courtiers were discussing things intensively.

Zuo Xiangyu sat in the first place, his expression was indifferent, his eyes were slightly squinted, but there was always a looming light flashing from time to time.

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was ordered to supervise the army this time, and he should take the opportunity to take the military power in one fell swoop!"

"No, most of the military gates are the wings of the king, and when the wings are not removed, they rashly seize power, for fear of creating a mutiny, and with the power of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince today, whether to seize the military power or not cannot affect the overall situation for the time being. ”

"Lord Liu is very right, however, this opportunity can be described as a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, it is a pity to miss it, this official believes that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince went to the Southern Regions Mountain Range to supervise the army this time, and he can temporarily cut the wings of the Duan King, and leave it for future use!"

"What Lord Wang said is reasonable!"

While the courtiers were discussing, a figure had already walked in at the door.

"What the adults can think of, how can King Duan not think of it? I think that this time King Duan was ordered to send troops, I am afraid that there are already arrangements, and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is afraid that it will be dangerous to go to the Southern Regions Mountain Range this time!" As soon as the figure arrived, the voice also sounded.

The black official uniform is Su Qing.

"Dangerous?Su Qing, what do you mean by this, does King Duan dare to kill his brother?"

"Lord Wang felt that in the battle for the throne, he killed his brother...... Why not?" Su Qing heard the questioning, his face did not change in the slightest, but a flat smile on his face.

"You...... Then according to your words, the Southern Regions Mountain Range is still unstoppable?"

"Of course you can go, but if His Royal Highness the Crown Prince wants to go to the Southern Regions Mountain Range, he needs to make some preparations, otherwise if it changes, the consequences will be unpredictable. ”

"Master Su, do you have any suggestions?" When Prince Lin Tianrong heard Su Qing's words, he also gently put down a pot of flowers and trees in his hand and turned to look at it.

"Take it first!"

......

When the Duanwang Mansion and the East Palace Prince's Mansion were very lively, there were figures in Yanjing City galloping rapidly in the rain.

It's as fast as a ghost.

In Pingyang Mansion, a scream sounded, and a bird and beast with snow-white wings and a body like an eagle rose into the sky, shook its wings and flew high in the drizzle, turning into a streamer and sweeping away into the distance.

In an inn in Yanjing City, Yan Xiu was standing in front of the window of the inn, quietly looking up at the raindrops falling from the sky.

"Childe, everyone has been sent out, and the letter sent to Xiliang has been sent, but it will take at least ten days to send the letter to Xiliang, and then from Xiliang to Yanjing. ”

"Hmm. Yan Xiu nodded.

"But Childe...... In five days, the martial arts test will begin. ”

"I know. ”

"Childe...... Before the master went out, he had confessed that no matter what happened, the son must complete this palace exam. ”

"I will, don't worry. ”

"Childe ......"

"Uncle Tie, I want to watch the rain alone for a while. ”

"Subordinates retire!"

......

The rain in Yanjing City was not heavy, but it was very long, and the continuous rain continued to fall intermittently for five days, gathering shallow streams of water in the middle of the streets that came and went.

The much-anticipated palace examination, the last level of the martial arts test, officially began.

However, the person who attracted everyone's attention never appeared, just like the ink building that had been burned to ashes, and it disappeared in an instant.

At the gate of Yanjing City, the 100,000 army stood quietly in the rain, black and oppressive, like a dark cloud receiving the baptism of drizzle, the black armor was stained with rain, but the body was still strong.

The 100,000-strong army was arranged in a huge rectangle.

The huge rectangle is divided into twenty-nine small rectangles and one large rectangle.

Small rectangles, each column consisting of two thousand sergeants, and in front of each small rectangle was a leader on horseback.

They are the top 30 talents in the palace examination.

Of course, there are only twenty-nine people arriving today, and one person is missing.

Twenty-nine talented men, each with two thousand sergeants, and behind them there was a huge phalanx of forty-two thousand sergeants.

Above the city gate, the saint Lin Mubai, who was wearing a golden dragon and cloud pattern armor, glanced at the soldiers and talents standing quietly in the drizzle, with a solemn look on his face.

"Your Majesty, the hour is coming!" Grandpa Wei reminded in a low voice at this time.

"Hmm......" Saint Lin Mubai nodded, and then looked up at the somewhat gloomy sky, as if to say to himself: "What a daring guy, aren't you here yet?"

"Your Majesty is thinking about Lord Fang?"

"Yes, I always feel that he is not so easy to die, he didn't die when the Holy Heaven World was so dangerous, and he didn't die when it was so dangerous in the Canghai Realm, just a little ink building, he died?"

(The update time of the past two days is a little late.,Actually, friends who understand should know.,I don't want to be like this.,Because it's going to drop full attendance.,But,The layout of things is always a very nerve-wracking thing to write.,So,I'd rather slow down.,But also wait until you've completely thought about it before writing.,Tomorrow is Monday.,Salary wants to rush the classification recommendation list.,It's been a long time since I crossed the list.,Just on Wednesday, there's a seal push to rush together.,At twelve o'clock in the evening,Please vote for me.,The return is,As long as it's on the list.,Double more on Monday.,In addition, Wednesday and Thursday I'll try to do three more every day. (To be continued.) )