After all, the old man still didn't send the northern night into space.

In the end, he is old, his heart is not very good, at first Wang Qian's attention was all on Beiye, but he didn't care, but it was later that he flew higher and higher, the air became thinner, and the old man's breathing became a little difficult, so he reacted, and took Beiye back to the ground again, panting there with his sword.

"Hey... I said Wang Jian Dad..."Beiye asked cautiously, "Are you okay with old age..."

"Get out of the way! Even if I have something, I'll be angry with you!" Wang Jian opened his eyes and glared at Bei Ye fiercely.

Staring at the north night for about a few breaths, Wang Jian suddenly let out a long sigh, his serious expression collapsed at once, and his wrinkled old face was full of depression and fatigue.

"Originally, it was just a routine inspection of the situation in the Western Regions, but His Majesty suddenly sent someone to send the news of the nameless rebellion and issued an order to raid the Wuye Mansion, which caught all of us off guard..."

"As the Tiger Ben General sealed by His Majesty, what I can do in this situation is really limited, I wanted to take advantage of the chaos tonight to protect you, but I never thought that your kid panicked, and suddenly ran away, and went straight to the Wuhou Temple Fire Pillar to the sky and I came to check, and finally found your traces. ”

Saying that, Wang Jian stared at Beiye's eyes and said seriously: "Beiye, you tell me, does today's meteor shower have anything to do with you!"

"Did you make such a move in order to disrupt the situation in Beijing and make it easier to escape?!"

The north night was frightened, and I thought to myself, old man, do you want to be so discerning and straight to the truth?!

But I was shocked, of course I can't admit this kind of thing, otherwise with the old man's temperament, I'm afraid that he will stew himself to sacrifice to the sky in the next moment...

And the matter of the eight beast spirits, even if he really said it, the old man probably wouldn't believe it...

What's more, why it came to be the way it is now, North Night himself is not very clear, and I feel that since I found out that Princess Pixing participated in the roundup of myself, there have been many more developments in the novel world that are not in my preset plot...

But those problems can be left until after going out to study slowly, and now we still have to deal with the old man's side, and Beiye doesn't want to be really made into a dish by the old man.

"Daddy Wang Qian, to be honest, I don't know what's going on..."

"Martial law in the capital tonight, my cultivation is very low, it is really difficult to escape from the city, thinking that the Nanshan Wuhou Temple is rarely visited on weekdays, so I plan to hide here for a while..."

"But I never thought that Wei Gong would follow me all the way there, and he would arrest me in the slightest disregard of the brotherhood of the past, and I killed him in a fit of rage. ”

"Then, the Wuhou Temple broke out, I really don't know what's going on, it can't be that the old man Wuhou doesn't like me to kill people in front of him, so he's angry..."

"Wu Hou was also a heroic man who fought decisively on the battlefield back then, how could he have set such a big fire on Kyoto just because you killed in front of him? ”

Listening to Bei Ye's explanation of the reason for the matter, coupled with Wang Qian's opinion, it is indeed impossible for Bei Ye, a third-order kid with sword qi, to make such a big battle that can only be formed by an emperor-level master, so he believed Bei Ye's words for seven or eight points at once, and the remaining doubts were just wondering how Bei Ye defeated the Wei Palace.

But this is not a big problem, in fact, although Wang Jian is surprised that Beiye can kill Wei Gong in a frontal battle, he does not think that this must be impossible.

To be honest, Wang Qian, who has been a peerless master for many years, has a very vague understanding of the strength that can be exerted in the most basic realm of sword qi, and when he cultivated back then, it took half a year to break through the sword qi and reach the realm of swordsman, so in his opinion, whether it is the first order of sword qi or the ninth order of sword qi, it is not too much.

Besides, Beiye's martial arts talent is there, coupled with his own teaching and cultivation for so many years, it is still very easy to cross a small sixth order... Probably?

So after finding out that the northern night had nothing to do with the fire and rain, Wang Qian's mind returned to the disaster in Kyoto.

It is imperative to disperse the rain of fire in the sky and extinguish the fire in Kyoto.

"Hey, hey, hey, old man, what do you want to do?" Sensing the change in the momentum on Wang Qian's body, Bei Ye immediately felt that something was wrong.

"This meteor rain is weird, from the point of view of power, only an emperor-level master can send such an attack, so naturally, only an emperor-level master can dispel this fire rain. ”

"So what? There are still two emperor-level masters in the capital, right? No matter what, it won't be your turn to make a move, right?!"

"Pei Yuancong and His Majesty went to the Western Regions to besiege your father. Wang Jian shook his head and said, "As for Old Qintou, he hasn't made a move for so long, and he is probably not in the capital, with his temperament, most of them have also gone to the Western Regions, and he wants to persuade him..."

"So if you want to talk about this capital, who can still exert the strength of the imperial level, probably, only I am left..."

"You don't have to put on that look, don't worry, it'll be fine. ”

"How can it be okay!" Bei Ye gritted his teeth and said, "You were originally injured to save your life, if you return to the emperor level at this moment, the previous secret injury will completely erupt, and you may even be killed in an instant!

"Cut, you kid knows a lot. With a light smile, Wang Jian's rickety figure gradually became strong and straight, and the wrinkled skin regained its plumpness and ruddyness, only the long silver-white hair, but at the same time as the body returned to youth, it fell into ashes.

"I've been on the battlefield for decades, and I've had a lot of blood on my hands, but sometimes I wonder how my life should end?"

"Is it to be an old man with a candle and spend his old age in idleness and injury, or to return to the battlefield and drown himself in the golden iron horse..."

"After all, for veterans like us, generally speaking, these are the two endings. ”

"But I don't want that. ”

"I'm a general, and I've taken countless lives with my sword, but that's not what I intended. ”

"I don't like killing, I don't like fighting, it's just that often in order to quell the violence, I need to be more violent than anyone else, but this pursuit of violence is the most disorienting thing. ”

"I've been lost for too long..."

"I've been killing people all my life, but this time, I want to save them. ”

……

In the sixteenth year of Tianyuan, on the night of midsummer, the pillar of fire of Wuhou Temple reached the sky, there were meteor fire rains pouring down, Kyoto was on fire, the flames were monstrous, and the people died countless victims. Fortunately, General Wang Jian returned to the imperial realm on the South Mountain, broke the sky with his sword, cut down the fire rain meteors, extinguished the fire, and preserved Kyoto.

At the end of the night, General Wang Jian feathered on the top of Nanshan.