On the official road leading to the capital, a team of carriages was mighty, and the people accompanying them were all masters of cultivation.

In a carriage, the national teacher Mu Hibiscus and the Tianxun Daoist sat respectfully, and the main seat sat the current Jinghuang Zhou Yuyan.

"Your Majesty, your will has been passed down, and the Daming Palace must have known the news of His Majesty's assassination. ”

"Presumably, the cow ghosts, snakes, and gods should all jump out, right?"

Zhou Yuyan said to himself, when he left the palace, it was a top secret, but he was still mastered by the people of Qinghu, if it wasn't for the little junior brother, I am afraid that he would really be succeeded.

Could it be that I can really only grow old in the Daming Palace?

Zhou Yuyan couldn't help but be a little annoyed, and sometimes even thought that it would be better to give up the throne and become a chivalrous warrior who walks the world with a sword.

But who can afford it?

Zhou Yuyan couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly, the little junior brother is a good candidate, but looking at him like that, he is definitely unwilling to accept such a hot potato.

But some people are eager to do it, even at the cost of flesh and blood.

At this moment, Lucheng!

Xie Tian has become a big hero in Lucheng, Hongtian Temple is really subdued, and he really plans to change the host.

The evil monks of Garan Temple were executed in the downtown area, and they bought the hearts of the people even more, of course, all of this was done by Fei Yan.

The prestige of this rich second generation of Lucheng in the people has reached an unprecedented height, and it can be regarded as paving the way for the future.

At this moment, Xie Tian swelled to the limitless, and took the largest restaurant in Lucheng and drank happily.

In addition to Mr. Fei, there are also the magnates of Lucheng.

The most popular Qingguan was brought from Yuanxianglou, and Xie Tian's eyes were straight.

Hugging left and right, Shao Si was so angry that he stomped his feet, but looking at the old man of his family, he groveled and saluted and toasted to Xie Tian, it is no exaggeration to say that Xie Tian now wants his son's life, for the future of the Shao family, I am afraid that he will not hesitate to dedicate it!

This is the reality, in the past, the Shao family and the Fei family could still compete in Lucheng, but now, with a backer like Xie Tian, I am afraid that the Shao family will no longer have the possibility of competing with the Fei family for hegemony.

After three rounds of drinking, Old Man Fei asked, "I don't know what the immortal master plans to do next?"

Xie Tian hiccuped, his index finger held the upturned pink chin of the Qing official, and said drunkly: "Of course you enjoy life, you can't live up to the beauty?"

"People are not romantic, young men!" Old Man Shao seized the opportunity and slapped Xie Tian on the back.

However, Xie Tian frowned and said: "But I really don't have that life, I have to go to Yizhou ......"

Speaking of this, he held Qiqiao's hand, his eyes were full of reluctance, Old Man Shao was old and refined, and immediately said: "I have to do business, but the road to Yizhou is far away, and there should be someone around the immortal master to take care of it." ”

Old Man Shao made a look, and the butler who was waiting on the side understood, and left quietly, and came back with a contract after a while.

It turned out that the old man Shao actually redeemed himself for Qiqiao, and it seems that in order to please Xie Tian, the Shao family has made a bloody investment this time.

Holding the contract in his hand, Xie Tian smiled so much that his face bloomed.

"Old man Shao knows people so well, thank God for being grateful, don't worry, the previous unpleasantness has been revealed, Lucheng is still Lucheng, but this Qiqiao girl is weak, if she rides with me, I'm afraid she will be tired and have a problem!"

Although Old Man Shao felt that his flesh hurt, he gained the friendship of thanks, and it was considered that the money was not spent in vain, so he immediately expressed his attitude.

"Don't worry, Immortal Master, I have ordered someone to prepare the carriage, it is absolutely comfortable!"

Thank God for this smile and hugged Qiqiao and continued to drink!

Early the next morning, the front of Feifu was very lively, under the watchful eyes of everyone, Xie Tian hugged Qiqiao and got into the carriage together, Fei Yan and Fei Qingqing also clamored to go on a run with the master, Fei Ai couldn't stop it, so he had to let it go.

The carriage left the city and drove all the way in the direction of Yizhou.

From time to time, there was a sound of laughter in the car, and occasionally the curtains would be opened to breathe, and Xie Tian was lying comfortably on the soft couch, eating the grapes that had been peeled by Qiqiao.

No one cares, where did Qin, who used to be by Xie Tian's side, go?

Only Qi Qiao felt that the immortal master in front of him was sometimes weird, but he couldn't tell what was weird?

There are two flowers, one on each branch.

Zhou Yuyan's horse team marched all the way to Zhongzhou, and the king of people also changed into ordinary clothes.

Thank God for ruining his sea of qi, sealing his bones again, not even having the strength to knock his teeth, and now lying on a carriage, staring at the roof with empty eyes.

When the convoy secretly drove out, a few pairs of eyes glanced at the convoy intentionally or unintentionally, and quickly left.

These people are good at concealing their aura, and even the national teacher Mu Hibiscus and the first seat of the Hongtian Temple have not been able to notice it.

Zhou Yuyan was a little anxious, since the news of his assassination was released, then some people would be worried about him.

It's just that Lucheng and the capital are far apart, and the people who greet them have not arrived, and it is impossible to reveal their identities with great fanfare.

Therefore, the way back to the capital is a bit like a flight!

But Zhou Yuyan was a little excited, whether this was a dream of fulfilling his dreams.

The height of the little junior brother's growth now makes Zhou Yuyan unreachable, and while he is proud of it, he is also a little frustrated.

If he wasn't entangled in the throne, maybe he could enter that realm.

At night, the carriage marched to a small town, which was very simple and very fortified.

The city guard dutifully inspected their carriage before letting them go.

When he was searched, Tianxun was very worried that His Majesty would be angry and a little nervous.

I just didn't expect that His Majesty showed great patience throughout the whole process.

Zhou Yuyan couldn't take out any Wen Die who had cleared the customs, let alone a road guide, but fortunately, the temple waist card of the hibiscus worked.

After entering the city, Tianxun brought enough silver taels and found the most luxurious inn in the town.

Looking at the greasy, black roof, Tianxun once thought that he had lived in a black shop.

The first seat of each courtyard is not picky, as long as it can cover the dew and have a bowl of hot porridge, it is enough.

I slept comfortably, but the breakfast was hard to swallow.

The porridge is scarce, and the steamed buns are harder than stones. His Majesty didn't care, no one dared to care, and ate breakfast silently.

Mu Hibiscus and Tianxun sat around Zhou Yuyan, bodyguards in general, and the shopkeeper was a little indifferent and a little stingy, but it was normal.

However, Xiao Er, who was scolded by him, had some problems, just because Xiao Er was a little more enthusiastic and took the initiative to ask them if they needed anything.

After scolding and beating, it was completely the kind of death, Xiao Er had no choice but to hug his head and run away.

Xiao Er ran to their table, Tianxuan's face was cold, and the chopsticks with pickles were erected to meet Xiao Er, who was rushing wildly.

Xiao Er ran in a hurry, didn't seem to care, and bumped into the chopsticks.

Tianxun didn't care, he didn't mean to take back the chopsticks at all, and even pushed his hand forward.

It seems to be an understatement, with no power, but it pierced directly into Xiao Er's heart.

Poof.

The chopsticks penetrated Xiao Er, and even rushed all the way forward, and then drilled into the heart of the boss behind Xiao Er.

The boss and Xiao Er died.

In the small second-hand grip on a syringe, the fingers have been placed on the bracket.

The direction that the mouth of the cylinder is aiming at is Zhou Yuyan, and so is the shopkeeper.

Zhou Yuyan was not surprised, nor was he afraid, as if he had expected it, but he didn't expect that the person who didn't want him to return to Beijing would even know their route.

Tianxun's face returned to calm, and it was hard to imagine that this seemingly approachable old man was actually a ruthless character who killed people without blinking.

There were other customers in the store, and at this time they seemed to come to their senses, shouting "Kill, kill!"

They all ran away from the door, for fear that these people would be angry and even slaughter themselves.

In order to avoid those unnecessary troubles, before the city guards were alarmed, the carriage quickly went out of the city, and rushed into a wood, and then stopped and rested for a while.

It stands to reason that the people who don't want Zhou Yuyan to return to Beijing already know his route, so there is no need to conceal the route, so why not identify him and directly transfer troops to protect him.

"The fish is too small to be worth the net!"

This is what His Majesty said, Hibiscus and Tianfu looked at each other, it seems that His Majesty has become addicted to playing games.

The first seat of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion and the Bodhi Monastery rarely gets off the carriage, and it is really the king who guards the people every inch, and even the food is solved in the carriage.

After a moment's rest, there was a sudden burst of birdsong in the woods, followed by the dense sound of horses' hooves.

The earth shook slightly, and in the distance, nearly a hundred cavalry swept in quickly, as if searching for something.

Zhou Yuyan's gaze passed through the woods and landed on these cavalrymen, who were the elite troops of the Dajing Dynasty.

Compared with Hibiscus's overjoy, Zhou Yuyan's face was extremely gloomy.

It is impossible for the news to be delivered so quickly, and it is impossible for the person who takes the car to be so fast, so there is only one possibility, someone has been waiting for it for a long time.

Waiting to take Zhou Yuyan's head.

can use the Dajing military, and the energy of the mastermind behind the scenes is not small.

"Why is Your Majesty so worried?"

Mu Hibiscus noticed Zhou Yuyan's mood change and asked puzzled.

"The national teacher thinks that these people are here to pick up the driver?"

Hibiscus gasped and instantly understood!

"Who dares to be so rebellious?"

Zhou Yuyan snorted coldly: "The truth is not far away!"

As he spoke, the cavalry seemed to have noticed the traces of the carriage, drew his sword, and lowered his helmet, looking extremely vigilant, no matter how he looked at these people, they did not come to greet people, but seemed to have come to kill.

The cavalry entered the forest, the sound of hooves was crisp, and occasionally the dead branches were trampled and crushed, and the crackling sound was crisp. Whether they are driving or killing, they don't need to hide their whereabouts.

Mu Hibiscus and Tianxun looked cold, and the one-foot short sword was in their hands, waiting for the cavalry to walk in front of them, and then ask questions.

is also a citizen of Dajing, and Mu Hibiscus can't do it and kill people without asking the reason.

But the cavalry could do it!

Shout!

Without waiting for Mu Hibiscus to speak, a crossbow arrow roared angrily, pointing directly at Zhou Yuyan.

The crossbow arrows broke through the air, the tips of the arrows were turbulent, and the strength was not bad, but they fell to the ground one foot away from Zhou Yuyan, like a dead loach, silent.