- At this time, his heart was already full of shock.He had already heard that the current emperor himself had practiced good martial arts, plus one of the two righteous brothers he had worshiped in the north in the early years, and he was the martial god who was famous in the martial arts today, and he had such an excellent environment that others could hardly envy.

Before today, Ah Tong had never imagined that one day, he would stand side by side with Nanzhao's new monarch to defend against the enemy. And this thing that is enough for him to remember for a lifetime really happened today.

In addition to this, he also saw the almost violent martial arts that were rarely revealed by His Majesty the Emperor!

When Wang Chi's palms lay on the thick pillar of the building full of dense sharp hidden weapons, Ah Tong had already felt a faint trace of air on his body trembling slightly.

But for Ruan Luo, who didn't have any martial arts foundation, he didn't know what would happen next, he only saw with his own eyes that the two guards who rushed out bravely suddenly fell halfway.

The explanation he could give in his heart was that the two guards must have been accidentally injured by the hidden weapon - this seemed to be an inevitable end in the face of such a dense number of hidden weapons thrown - but at this moment he was only thinking about what he could do to save the two guards. Perhaps with timely bandaging to stop the wound from continuing to bleed, the two men would have survived.

However, for Ruan Luo, who did not have a trace of martial arts, he looked like a child who had just learned to walk in the eyes of the group of assassins, and he was powerless to take one more step.

At this moment, he deeply realized how powerless the so-called sage books and the so-called gold and silver treasures were. In a smooth situation. There are often things that rely on the strong to bully the weak, and in an environment that does not pay attention to fixed rules, the characteristics of who has the hardest fist and who has the final say are more prominent.

Just when Ruan Luo's heart was about to block his throat in a hurry, he suddenly heard Wang Chi beside him seem to roar, and the palm covering the pillar first opened and closed slightly, and then suddenly slapped towards the pillar!

"Bang—"

It is as if a majestic force like the tide crashing on the shore pours into the pillars of the building, and then swims to the ground along the straight columns. This force rippled through the column like a living thing. At the same time, the sharp hidden weapons that were densely nailed to the cylinder began to tremble and shake lightly.

This kind of column tremor and ground tremor only lasted for a moment, and Wang Chi's flat shoulders tensed suddenly. The black hair on the back of his head moved without wind, and the column under his palm stopped trembling, but began to make a "creaking" cracking sound!

After the two guards suddenly fell to the ground, the black-clad masked assassins who had just been forced to move away gradually approached again. But when they saw the stout pillar trembling under the king's hands. Some of them seemed to realize something.

But their observation power, which has been tempered very sensitively because they are engaged in a special profession, is under Wang Chi's sudden outburst of killing moves. It's still a little slower.

When the pillar under Wang Chi's palm stopped trembling, the momentum of his palm gathering was completed, and when his shoulders shook, it was the beginning of this momentum rushing outward. This energy is like a thread of silk. The sharp hidden weapons that were tied to the pillars of the building, with the will of the Lord of Strength, shot backwards in the direction they had shot before!

"Ding! Bite! Bite! Bite! "

I can't tell how many of those sharp hidden weapons are blooming like fireworks from the broken pillars. Slammed into the ground, slammed into rooftops, smashed through window lattices, and slammed through the chests of several black-clad masked assassins......

The dense nailing of hidden weapons on the pillars of the building was not hit all at once, but was made by the accumulation of several projections by the previous assassins. But at this time, Wang Chi only used one palm to shock them all back. At this time, the hidden weapon that was shot back from the pillar of the building was several times denser than when it was shot just now!

Just now, when Wang Chi and the others encountered the assassins throwing hidden darts frantically, they all relied on two thick pillars to block it, but at this time, these assassins thought that the killer skills of the people behind the pillars had been exhausted, and the two strongest guards had also been solved, so they had a moment of neglect. They calmly bullied them, but Wang Chi seized this gap and used thunderous means to make a violent killing move, and those black-clothed and masked assassins suddenly became the closest target to the dart hidden weapon.

"Poof! Burst! "

It is not only the dull sound of a sharp weapon piercing into the body, but also the sound of blood spurting from the throat, among the assassins who originally approached Wang Chi's side, the two people in front of him had the most miserable ending. Jumped into such a rain of darts and was shot like a hedgehog with almost no dead ends. The three Assassins didn't even have a chance to react, just like three people who had lost their balance and threw their darts straight backwards.

The five men who walked behind these three men, although they were slightly blocked in front of them by the living shield, so they were not directly shot in the chest, but each of them actually suffered at least six or seven sharp darts on their bodies, and blood was splashed everywhere, and it seemed that they could not live another half an hour at the speed at which these six or seven gates opened together.

One of the two Assassins at the back was dressed in the same attire as the one leading the way, but he was noticeably quicker than the others, and he was unusually ruthless and decisive when danger came. Seeing that the dense number of darts flying too close to avoid him, this man directly reached out with his palm, his five fingers like hooks, and tightly clasped the back vest of the assassin in front of him, pulling him closer to him, hoping to block it tightly.

However, Wang Chi's inner cultivation was so strong that it far exceeded the estimate of this ruthless assassin, and the darts that bounced back were too dense, and several darts came almost in a straight line, and they actually pierced the chest of the assassin who was used as a meat shield!

Darts pierced through the body one after another, even if there was a meat shield to buffer the momentum, it could only solve one. [,！ It's hard time. It didn't take long for the person hiding behind the meat shield to have a few more sharp little thorns on his chest!

This ruthless assassin was more or less blocked by the man in front of him because he caught the live person in time to block the dart for himself, although he still did not avoid a few stabs in the end, but these stabs were more or less blocked by the man in front of him, and when he stabbed him in the chest, most of them did not reach the depth of cutting off the heart veins, if the bleeding could be stopped in time, his life could still be saved.

But he was really injured enough, and if he didn't raise it for ten days and a half months, he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to move freely.

Wang Chi shook his palm. That is, this group of assassins was almost all wiped out, not only because he had borrowed the advantage of those darts and stabs, but also because his martial arts cultivation was indeed so powerful that it was a certain terrifying way, which made those assassins completely immeasurable, so he failed to be vigilant enough and neglected the best distance to dodge.

As soon as Wang Chifu revealed his martial arts, almost everyone present was shocked. There will be a time for the darts flying around. All the Assassins in the field were swept away by such a stinging rain. Almost all of them were knocked to the ground. For Wang Chi and others, the crisis between the fields suddenly stopped.

Ruan Luo has been thinking about the two guards who suddenly fell to the ground just now, and he is always thinking about trying his best to save them. Although he was also surprised by Wang Chi's martial arts, he didn't know what martial arts were, and he was only surprised by a appearance, and he didn't immerse himself in this kind of emotion for too long.

There are darts hanging all over the stone flat now. Bloodstained and quite horrible to look at. But fortunately, the assassins had all been subdued, and Ruan Luo froze and ran to the two guards who had been lying on the ground a few steps away.

"No!"

Ruan Luo's front foot took a half-step forward, and a hand stretched out behind his back. Hold him in place.

He staggered around and turned around, and one hand subconsciously helped towards the pillar, but it suddenly fell into the air. Because the tips of his fingers had just touched the thick pillars. The pillar actually fell into a hole! And as his whole palm reached into the pillars, the pillars were like a sand tower that was struck with a stick. The fine clump turned into slag and collapsed!

I don't know when it happened, and I don't know what a terrible force it was, and such a thick pillar was shattered from the inside out!

With the pulverization of the pillars of the building, the support under the observation platform on the second floor of this tea house is gone, and the observation deck, which has been burned out by the strange small flames of the thunder fire pellets, suddenly tilted a corner and pressed down from the top of the head.

Ah Tong didn't care about any rules anymore, so he stretched out his hand, grabbed the collar of his protector Ruan Luo first, and dragged him out.

But after he dragged Ruan Luo away from the fire, he suddenly realized that the emperor with extremely strong martial arts skills actually seemed to have evaporated in the world and lost his trace? Ah Tong subconsciously looked at the place where they had just stayed, and saw that it had become a ruin. Half of the teahouse collapsed, and more than half of the bodies of the assassins who had been killed by the dart were buried in it.

His heart was beating wildly, and then he looked at the adjacent pillar where his companion Ah Ping had stayed, and saw that although the pillar was still standing, the top of the pillar was also on fire, and it seemed that it would not last for a while. As for Ah Ping, who was originally hiding behind the thick pillar...... At this time, he didn't know where he went!

Ah Tong's gaze fell back to the place where he had been just now, and at this time it had become a pair of ruins, and he didn't say a word on his lips, but his heart was already half cold.

Ruan Luo had already rushed towards the ruins, and half-crouched in front of the ruins, he turned over in the scorched scum of the sparkling building with a pair of fleshy palms as if he were crazy.

Ah Tong has no other choice, of course, he will follow closely to help. However, he had only just taken two steps, and before he could stand beside Ruan Luo, he suddenly heard a somewhat sharp and piercing voice coming: "With your speed, when you find out the two of them, it is estimated that the people inside are almost cooked, right?" Hee-hee! Hee-hee! Why don't you let me send the two of you together, the six of you will come and go together, and you won't be too lonely to have a companion on the ghost path......"

When the shrill voice said the last word of a sentence, it deliberately stretched the voice extremely long, as if the word that was not pronounced thin was forcefully stretched, trying to cut the weak eardrum of the person who heard it.

Tong remembered the voice, because there was only one woman in the group of assassins. Not only Ah Tong, but all the people on Wang Chi's side had a different kind of deep impression of this female assassin.

Just now, Wang Chi's two palms shook away all the darts nailed to the pillars, causing an almost unstoppable rain of darts to counterattack, cutting off most of the group of assassins and killing several people on the spot. The Assassin who was still conscious, the one who walked at the back of the Assassin team and captured a companion who had blocked him several times with his body.

However, it was unforeseeable that there would be an assassin who completely avoided this dense rain of darts, and it was also a charming woman who was significantly weaker than those male assassins in terms of physical evaluation!

How exactly did she do it? To be precise, if she can dodge the attack of the weaving secret weapon so perfectly, how deep should her martial arts be?

Is this the last strong move that has been hidden for a long time among this group of killers who seem to have mediocre martial arts?

A few thoughts flashed through my mind. Ah Tong felt a gust of wind coming towards him, and he looked up, just in time to see a beautiful shadow sweeping towards him.

The beauty of the shadow was fluttering, showing off her somewhat thin physique, and her long, narrow, half-contained eyelashes had a natural flattery. Such a woman may often look at people on the street from the attic of the Red Square, but at this time the woman only has a pair of sharp hooks in her hands. The tip of the hook is cold. Someone who knows how powerful she is. There is no doubt that it will only be with the ghost of the seducer. [,！ ] comparatively.

This charming woman obviously doesn't take Ruan Luo very seriously, so she will take Ah Tong's life first.

She brought this group of killers to take Wang Chi's life, and now although her own losses are strict, she has finally taken down the target person.

As for the last little retinue who was still alive, it was of little value to kill him or not, but considering that she would have to open the ruins and cut off the head of the target later. Then I can take it back and receive the bounty, if I let this little entourage go, I don't kill it. He's going to get in the way.

Anyway, this is the last business, so let's put in a little more effort and make it "clean"!

The double silver hook in the hand of the charming woman was sharply drawn, and Ah Tong's eyes were full of expression. The body leaned back suddenly, and the legs, waist, and back were straightened and twisted into a hook. The double hook brushed by, and Ah Tong narrowly avoided this broken hook. But there was still an inch of clothing in his front placket that was hung out, and a little blood foam was oozing out. Fortunately, the wound was not deep, and it did not hinder the movement if the wound was ignored for the time being.

After dodging the on-the-face hook of the charming woman, Ah Tong did not immediately turn his body twisted into a hook, but rolled over on his side, rolled to the near of the ruins, reached out and grabbed it, and pulled out a wooden plank from the construction debris.

Most of the beams on the roof were burned into several pieces, but Ah Tong's luck was not bad, and he actually pulled out a whole log, which was enough to be a zhang long. The girl's double hook was sharp, but not as sharp as a sword, so even a wooden plank that was fragile for a metal weapon would be able to maneuver for a long time if it was on this hook.

Ah Tong doesn't know if he is the opponent of this charming woman. In fact, with the depth of his martial arts, it is enough to just be a bodyguard attendant of a rich family in Kyoto. But today he met an assassin who was going to assassinate the emperor, this kind of assassin will not be too low in martial arts, Ah Tong has a thought in his heart at this time and can remain firm, that is, he can drag on for a while.

Isn't the Hengtai Pavilion block an important pavilion for receiving imperial relatives and neighboring countries? If you delay a little longer, you can always attract the soldiers who are guarding this place, right?

What's more, there have been rumors in Kyoto for a long time, and the guard force in the Hengtaikan block is only slightly thinner than that of the Imperial Palace, so it only takes a little longer, and someone will come to the rescue, right?

Ah Tong didn't participate in the conversation between Wang Chi and Ruan Luo just now, so he had no way of knowing that the rumored impregnable guard network of the Imperial City in the Hengtai Pavilion neighborhood was likely to have broken a hole today. The person who acted for the assassins and disrupted the normal order of the guards in this pavilion area was probably the great proprietor of Yunxia Qianzhuang who lent them 10,000 taels of gold to play here today.

Perhaps fortunately, he didn't know the inside story of this very likely existence, so he was able to hold on to the last trace of firm belief in his heart.

With his knees slightly arched, he held the wooden board in front of him horizontally, in order to resist the silver hook in the hand of the charming woman at any time and cut it to his heart again.

The charming woman's volley was like a wisp of smoke, as if she couldn't grasp it or control it, but since she could hold the silver hook with a physical body, it meant that she was not a ghost.

The beautiful woman who stopped on the big willow tree did not immediately attack Ah Ting again, she just "giggled" twice in her naturally thin voice, and then swept her eyes over Ruan Luo, who was still frantically picking at the ruins.

A chill suddenly felt in Ah Tong's heart.

With Ruan Luo's state of affection at this time, maybe he is going to fight hard now, and he may not be willing to give up the pile of ruins.

It's a little reluctant to face this charming woman alone, if you pull another person who is out of love and doesn't know martial arts at all, I don't know what the final outcome will be?

But of course Atong will not give up on the employer. Whether it's for moral reasons. Or forced by today's special circumstances, he would not flee this place at this time to protect himself. If he just leaves like this, he will never be able to pick up the face of the white door again.

Although the White Gate is in decline, the training of the disciples is not slackened in the slightest, and in order to protect the safety of their employers, the disciples of the White Gate must also learn to understand some basic beliefs about the killer business.

Today he saw the face of this charming woman, and he didn't think that this treacherous female assassin would let him go. This female assassin is so arrogant. Do the act of assassination. But she doesn't cover her face like her peers, which may prove that this woman is ruthless, except for the target person. She would never let the assassination leave one more alive.

If the body must fail, the mind must not die first;

If life is bound to perish, duty must not die first;

If the mind is in a dilemma, then keep the yuan and take the righteousness;

The Righteousness of the White Gate. Chilling as wild!

The White Gate Creed suddenly boiled in his mind, and Ah Tong only felt that he was still in a somewhat chaotic state of mind just now. At this time, it was already quiet in a warm ocean.

The most susceptible behavior of a person to self-restraint is the inability to make decisions consistently, but if this thought can be cleared of clutter, the unity of wisdom and heart. As soon as the troublesome things are dissipated and the moon rises, they become clear and concise.

Ah Tong's eyes were still firmly fixed on the charming woman hanging lightly on the big willow tree, and his footsteps were moving towards Ruan Luo at an extremely slow speed.

The charming woman hanging from the big willow tree certainly observed this detail. The unnatural smile on her face gradually subsided, and a trace of cruelty slowly oozed from her eyes. As if she had made some kind of decision, the double hook in her hand suddenly fell, and her toes tapped the willow branches, and finally flew over the hook again. [,！ Come on!

"Boom!"

The second time the female assassin leaned over and swung the hook to stab, Ah Tong frowned, ignoring the tip of the silver hook, and only violently swung the wooden board in his hand, sweeping diagonally towards the female assassin's wrist as accurately as possible!

If the female assassin did not dodge, her wrists would most likely be broken, and if the female assassin was also screwed to the death of Atong, then a pair of silver hooks in her hand would most likely pierce Atong's chest.

Ah Tong gambled his life on the female assassin's wrists, which seemed to be an absolute gamble.

But Ah Tong won this gamble.

The female assassin was reluctant to give up her wrist, and when the tip of the silver hook was about to scrape the inch of her chest, which had already left a bloody mark on her first attack, she suddenly withdrew her hand, and her body was raised, and then "hanged" on a poplar tree about ten paces away from Ah Tong's side.

Ah Tong's body turned, and he put on the defensive posture just now, his head slightly raised, and his eyes never took his eyes off the female assassin's face.

The female assassin's eyes showed a hint of surprise at this time, which was a rare time that she was accustomed to showing a look of a normal person in her eyes.

This little squire is actually not afraid of death?

But her hands must be well maintained and used to spend money. In the future, there will be a large amount of silver on these hands, and just thinking about it now makes people feel a little excited.

As soon as the mood improves, the brain is easy to open, and there are more killing moves. The beautiful female assassin's eyes moved, and she swept over again, waving the silver hook in her hand, but it was a false move, and the light figure swept over the top of Ah Tong's head, and climbed to the roof of the teahouse that was burning with raging flames, as if going to the back of the teahouse.

It's just too strange to be elusive.

But Ah Tong was not ready to chase after him, even if it was ruled out that the female assassin was trying to carry out a tricky trick to divert the tiger from the mountain, Ah Tong at this time did not think that there was anything more important than immediately stopping Ruan Luo's actions to break through the ruins.

Among the wooden construction waste stained with sparks, or burned into red charcoal, Ruan Luo took a cup of tea in one go.

He had choked on too much soot and started coughing. The soot blackened his originally white face, and the tears from the corners of his eyes drew two handfuls on such a black face. At this time, he was almost crazy as usual, but his movements did not have a trace of slackness, and he still retained a certain primary color of his character.

He coughed, gasped, and made a sound similar to sandpaper rubbing as the air rushed through his throat, as if his vocal cords had been burned by the fire-filled air.

Despite this, while he was rummaging, he still kept calling hoarsely: "Uncle...... 陛xià...... 陛xià......"

What just happened?

You even shattered such a thick pillar with one palm, but why can't you jump a foot away?

How can you just be buried in a pile of rubble?

As the ruler of a country. How many people's hopes are involved, how many things are not appeased, how can you have something?

You've got to be fine!

There should be nothing in the world that can stop you, and there should be no danger in your body!

After choking in the smoky environment for so long, Ruan Luo's throat could no longer make any clear sound, he was just tearing his mouthpiece desperately and spitting out a few words of air.

His self-indulgent madness lasted too long, and one of his palms had been scraped several times by the sharp construction waste, and the skin was torn apart in the scum. The blood spilled from the wound mixed with black ash. Sticky into a paste. Sticky to his already soiled cuffs, and the debris around him was everywhere.

At this point, it was as if he had forgotten what pain was, or that he was paralyzed by pain. I don't feel any pain.

And Ah Tong, who was watching this scene, anxiously thought that no matter whether the emperor was buried in this pile of ruins or not, Ruan Luo could not continue like this! After a little more like this, Ruan Luo's palms that have long been accustomed to using a pen and touching the paper and silk cloth will crack the skin to reveal Bai Sensen's metacarpal bones. I'm afraid that his ten dexterous fingers that play with abacus beads will also fall into disability......

Ruan Luo just relied on a pair of fleshy palms to pull out a gap in this pile of sundries that were roasted by the fire.

In this gap. Sure enough, a corner of his clothes was revealed, and Ah Tong only glanced at it, and couldn't help but turn pale. The cloth was the same as what he was wearing, and it was ...... It's actually Ah Ping in it!

"Senior Brother Ping!"

Ah Tong at the moment he saw Ah Ping. Just now he was about to dissuade Ruan Luo, but at this time, this thought was suddenly diluted by a feeling of shock and heartache. He flicked the wooden plank in his hand to his feet, and haphazardly pulled out two cloth bands from the front of his clothes and wrapped them around the palms of his hands. It's about a pair of slaps wrapped, and the ten fingers are still exposed. He used such a pair of hands. Squatting next to the tea house that was half burned down by the flames, and rummaging through the hot ruins with Ruan Luo in the unextinguished fireworks!

People are often like this, when they persuade others to face setbacks, they can always be calm and self-contained; But when the same setback befalls you, in fact, you are often prone to the feelings that you have persuaded others.

Even in the face of serious natural disasters, people living in groups may not all be depressed, and there are always people with hope and optimism in their hearts, who are trying to live and wait for a turnaround.

However, at this moment, the two people squatting in front of the ruins have gone crazy!

Ruan Luo had already been in a state of confusion, bordering on madness, and now only . [,！ As soon as he could maintain some composure to dissuade him from continuing to hurt his body like this, Ah Tong was also almost crazy.

two people who were numb to the scorching heat of construction debris; two people who were dizzy from the smoke and fire; Two people who care about their loved ones and are full of anxiety and panic...... These two people looked behind them flawlessly, and they didn't know when the naturally charming female assassin would return, and the two sharp silver hooks were held in one of her hands, and in her other hand, a handful of sharp thorns had already accumulated in her delicate palm.

The female assassin who was still about ten steps away from Ruan Luo only fixed her gaze on the backs of these two people, and she did not hesitate at all, and with a wave of her hand, she sprinkled the sharp little thorn!

A dense cluster of hidden weapons, with a fierce roar, accurately stabbed Ruan Luo and Ah Tong, who were not defensive against their backs at this time, and they were about to stab them to death and push them into the construction slag heap that was not extinguished......

But at this moment, the look in the female assassin's eyes changed, and her pupils reflected a picture even more eerie than her ethereal whereabouts.

Time seemed to stand still in that moment...... No, it should be the space that freezes at that moment...... No, no, those two crazy people are still digging in the waste heap, how can time stand still, how can space freeze?

But what's the deal with the scarlet thorn?

The dense cloud-like, slender flying spike concealed weapon only flew to a position a few inches away from Ruan Luo and Ah Tong's backs, and then they really "flew".

These small sharp thorns floated right in the air, neither continuing nor falling to the ground because of the loss of force. And the most terrifying thing about the Assassin was that the thorns were thrown from her hands. The things that I have controlled have become out of control, or I still use such a strange scene to express this loss of control, which makes people can't help but feel cold in their hearts.

Female assassins who have been engaged in assassination for a long time have long been polished into a trait, this sense of smell of danger is even more sensitive than that of a hound. However, she had only developed sensitivity, for the kind of crisis she felt at this time. She's still too slow.

"Bundle!"

A word with a dull thunderous pressure. Burst from the left side of the female assassin.

The female assassin subconsciously raised an eyebrow. She subconsciously thinks that everything that comes suddenly is likely to have a hidden crisis. So she didn't look at where the voice was coming from. But she didn't retreat in the opposite direction either. Sneaking up from behind is what she does best, so how could she let others have the opportunity to thwart her like this?

She flew out in front of her.

Getting out of the sound from this direction was obviously the quickest way to get out of range, and she didn't need to waste a moment of time in a turn or sideways motion.

But she didn't know it. The sudden voice didn't leave her a space at all. The one-word sound doesn't mean a person. Rather, it represents an order to several people or dozens of people.

The most intuitive explanation for the bundle is to use the thread.

At this moment, the female assassin had just taken a step in what she thought was possible, when she suddenly felt that her feet, which could have been as light as a leaf riding the wind, were bound by something. Then she felt a pain in her wrists, and before she could see what was tied to her wrists, the heavy force of the fall on her feet had already dragged her to the ground.

"Volt!"

It's still that dull thunderous voice. Or just one word, and when the word is passed like an arrow. The female assassin had fallen to the ground. To be precise, she was smashed to the ground by a fierce and merciless pull, until her jaw bone cracked, a few fine white teeth in her mouth were also smashed out, and the lower lip of her nose was full of blood foam.

A pair of sharp silver hooks in her hand had already been smashed out, and "dingding" slid out on the hard and flat stone floor. Not only were her wrists disjointed, but the bones of her arms were almost as cracked as the bones of her legs.

No one wanted to make a sneak attack on her, and for the person who gave the order, and his subordinates, it was enough to capture her in the most direct way with the skills of this charming woman.

The word bound is one meaning, while the word bind is two things.

The initiator, who has not seen his own figure since the beginning of the voice, finally said the word "bind", which seems to be a bit redundant, but his subordinates will never take unnecessary actions after receiving the order.

……

Spring in the north is two months later than in the south, but it's finally here. When Mo Ye arrived in the north with Zheng Wenzhen, the secretary of Honglu Temple, with the ten carts of gifts prepared by Nanzhao, the time was very good, and it was the day before the New Year of the northern country.

Because of the geographical characteristics of the northern country, perennial wind and sand, lack of rain, the construction of houses in the north is mainly made of mud bricks, and after a long time, the gray mud bricks become more and more deep. In terms of season, it is the beginning of spring, but there is still no green on the side of the streets of the northern country.

It was not until it was close to the center of the heavenly capital, and most of the people who lived near the imperial city were either rich or noble, and the mansions could be decorated with some colorful ornaments, window flowers, lanterns, etc.

However, Mo Ye, who had just arrived in the northern country, did not have time and mood to appreciate these details, and when he arrived in the northern heavenly capital, the first thing he did was to present the gifts prepared by the southern kingdom to the emperor of the northern kingdom with Zheng Wenzhen.

Mo Ye has not met the emperor of the Northern Dynasty, he only knows that the current emperor of the Northern Dynasty has been on the throne for less than a year, and he is actually a new monarch.

In the past year, a great battle for the throne broke out in the Northern Dynasties, which in simple terms, was the usurpation of the throne by the imperial relatives. In this incident, the Northern Dynasty VI. [,！ Among the princes, the five princes became the final winners.

The five princes of the Northern Dynasty, who were only twenty-six years old at the time, only took one year to defeat the prince's brother who was thirteen years older than him, and then defeated three imperial brothers in a row, and finally imprisoned his younger brother, who had a good relationship with him and was nine years younger than himself, and completely blocked the news of this process in the palace.

So before meeting this young emperor for the first time, Mo Ye inevitably had a trace of expectation in his heart, but more of a tense mental jealousy.

Looking at the back of Zheng Wenzhen who was walking in front, Mo Ye couldn't help but feel confused again, feeling that he came to the northern country with Zheng Wenzhen, if he wanted to deal directly with the young emperor who was working in power and scheming, he would not be able to take any advantage, and he might be slapped by the other party-

(To be continued)