"Stop!"

"Stop him, don't let him run!"

"He killed Yang Gongzi!"

“……”

The Shence Army, which was responsible for the management of public security in Chang'an City, finally rushed to hear the sound.

And passers-by, who were originally standing from a distance to watch the excitement, hid again.

The Divine Army isn't easy to mess with.

Although the current group of Shence troops defending Chang'an City are no longer the brave and warlike border troops of the past, they are mostly filled by the children of wealthy businessmen and businessmen, who have not been tested in battle, and usually wear a suit of armor at most to bully the market.

But in the eyes of the people of Chang'an, these guys are the real murderers without blood.

However, in Chen Jingle's eyes, this is just a team with increasingly corrupt military discipline and vulnerability.

"Run?" Chen Jingle smiled at the corner of his mouth, "I'm sorry, I didn't think about running." ”

A group of reckless soldiers with air strength and strength who didn't even swing their knives correctly could not move him even if they stood and let them cut them.

In that case, then what else to run?

The onlookers standing in the distance could only sigh secretly: "Eh, sure enough, the newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, and when he sees the forbidden army coming, he still doesn't run, and he doesn't have to think about it, how can one person fight a group of people? I'm afraid that I will be caught and pulled to cut off my head." ”

It's a pity that this young Taoist priest has just done something very happy, but he can't escape death.

Phew-

A flying arrow suddenly flew in the distance, swaying straight into the hair of Chen Jingle's head, and the feather at the end of the arrow was slightly shocked.

Shot?

The captain who had just drawn his bow and shot an arrow was overjoyed. Originally, it was just blind, but who knew that it was actually hit.

Passers-by were shocked, such a long arrow poked in the head, can you still live?

A faint sadness and pity inevitably rose in my heart.

However, before the captain could be happy for a few more seconds, Chen Jingle turned around, pulled out the long arrow stuck in his head as if nothing happened, and looked at him with a smile.

"The angle is good, but the strength is a little smaller, and it's not enough to scratch my scalp. ”

This......

Passers-by from a distance almost dropped their jaws in shock, let alone the captains and soldiers who saw this scene up close.

Those who had already rushed to the front of them stopped suddenly, frightened, and hurriedly retreated.

This...... Is this a human or a ghost?

A bright arrow stabbed his head, but he was unscathed?

Is it a method of alchemists, or is it the descent of immortals?

Many people have doubts in their hearts.

There are even immortals, Buddhas, and monsters in this world, and naturally there is no shortage of legends and stories, and monks also exist, but they are all called monks, and they are all hidden cultivators, and they rarely step into the red dust.

But even if it is a cultivator, it may not be so powerful, after all, the monks are all cultivators.

Is it really an immortal?

At the back of the crowd, a captain riding a horse with a big belly suppressed the panic in his heart and roared angrily: "Give it to me, he is only one person! Kill him, Wei Guogong will definitely be rewarded!"

However, a group of people, you look at me, I look at you, and no one wants to come forward.

Chen Jingle was still sighing, he didn't expect himself to be so strong, the strength of the martial saint's physical body, sweeping the Tang army, it should be no problem, right?

"Whoever can take his head will have a bounty of one hundred taels!" the fat lieutenant roared again.

There will be brave men under the great reward.

After all, the children of wealthy industrialists and nobles in the Shence Army are only a part of them, and there are still bitter croppers.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

Hearing the bounty of one hundred taels, his eyes immediately turned red, and he didn't care about anything else, so he directly brandished a long knife and slashed it over Chen Jingle.

"If you don't see the coffin, you don't cry. Chen Jingle snorted lightly, just slapped a palm lightly, and the opposite side instantly flew back at a faster speed than when he came, knocking people on their backs.

The spectators in the teahouse restaurant all took a deep breath.

Terrifying!

The corners of Chen Jingle's mouth raised slightly, and his gaze fell on the highest palace in the city through a long distance: "I want to see who can stop me!"

He had scanned it with his divine thoughts before, and there were indeed cultivators in this Chang'an City, but only Jin Dan cultivated and was not to be feared.

Although I don't know why those immortals and supernatural powers didn't appear in the world, this is a good thing for Chen Jingle.

That's why he's so unscrupulous.

……

"Your Majesty, something is wrong!"

At this moment, the Tang Emperor was discussing political affairs with his ministers in the Daming Palace, when suddenly a forbidden army rushed into the palace.

Tang Emperor Li Kuang, who was on the dragon chair, suddenly frowned, and said in a deep voice: "What is so flustered?"

The soldier quietly looked up at a white-faced bearded old man sitting at the bottom of the steps, swallowed his throat, and said tremblingly, "Wei Guogong's nephew...... Yang Shouliang Yang Gongzi was assassinated on the street!"

"What?"

Emperor Li Kuang was so shocked that he stood up directly.

"Huh?!"

Yang Fuguo, who was originally indifferent, suddenly heard the news, and his eyes went dark, and he only felt that the world was spinning for a while.

Fortunately, there were two little eunuchs behind him who saw that the opportunity was not good and hurriedly held him up.

Li Guo was shocked: "Yang Aiqing...... Yang Aiqing...... Quick, come on, people......"

Among the ministers below, some people's faces changed slightly, some people's eyes lit up, and everyone had different thoughts.

"Old slave...... It's okay......" Yang Fuguo wiped away the blood that overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and with the support of the two little eunuchs, he forcibly stabilized his figure. It's just that the two eyes are round, the teeth are clenched, and the skin is twitching.

Li on the dragon chair secretly regretted that he could almost let this old thing die on the spot.

Several emperors at the end of the Li Tang Dynasty were "subject to domestic slaves internally and feudal towns externally", and he was no exception. It's just that he was unwilling to be a puppet emperor like his brother, and finally died inexplicably.

And Yang Fuguo, the old guy, has been in power since the previous dynasty, and there are many henchmen, so it is not easy to get rid of him.

"What's going on?"

The summons soldier did not dare to conceal it, and quickly revealed the ins and outs of the facts.

Of course, in order to take care of Wei Guogong's face, he simply said that Yang Shouliang had a conflict with people because of the price of goods.

Li Guo said in a deep voice: "Quickly find out the truth, catch the murderer, and you must be severely punished!"

"Yes!" the forbidden soldier hurriedly ordered.

"Slow!"

Yang Fuguo interrupted and said, "Your Majesty, please leave this matter to the old slave!"

Hearing the news of his nephew's death, his whole spirit collapsed all of a sudden, as if he was ten years old.

Li Guo became more and more dissatisfied with him in his heart, but he didn't show it on the surface, so he pretended to hesitate: "Yang Aiqing, your body ......"

Yang Fuguo stiffened a dead face: "It's okay, although the old slave is old, he can still hold on! The old slave must see the thief die in front of the old slave with his own eyes, and a thousand knives are not enough to vent his hatred!"

Looking at the way he gritted his teeth, it is estimated that he wants to eat the flesh and blood of the murderer raw.

The corners of Li Kuang's mouth twitched, and the ministers were also awe-inspiring.

Why did Yang Fuguo react so much?

In fact, Yang Shouliang was born by him and his sister-in-law before entering the palace, that is to say, Yang Shouliang is actually his only heir. That's why weekdays are so indulgent.

Otherwise, he has several cousins, many of his sons and nephews are more prominent than Yang Shouliang, and there are so many adopted sons, why do you spoil him alone?

There are rumors about this, but it has not been confirmed.

Anyway, it won't be his eldest brother's species, when his sister-in-law was pregnant, his eldest brother had been dead for several months.

Then, suddenly, a clear voice came from outside the temple:

"Don't go to me, I'm already here. ”

The faces of everyone in the hall changed greatly.