"But anyone dares to borrow a weapon?" He shouted and asked, breaking Luoyang City.

The silence remained, and no one answered.

Hearing this, a delicate woman with tears on her face in Ouyang Tong's mansion broke free from the servant's care, cloaked her hair, and ran barefoot in the direction of Weiyang Palace like crazy. Her hazy teary eyes made her unable to see the road clearly, and she bumped and bumped along the way, bumping into many wounds and bleeding, but she didn't care about it.

The beloved is still alive, and the husband who has been sleeping with him for 20 years is going to meet him in battle?

"Hahaha, do you see? Generous and brave Lord Zhan, there are many people who have been favored by you many years ago. But now, who is willing to risk the danger of the Nine Clans to have a relationship with you. Ouyang Tong looked up to the sky and laughed, looked around and said, "People are like this, please don't blame me on Huangquan Road." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly saw someone approaching step by step in the deserted street. The sound of rhino horn boots stepping on the bluestone slab sounded to Ouyang Tong like the sound of stepping on his face.

Almost all the onlookers in the city are people who practice martial arts, and their ears and eyes are excellent, they can hear and see clearly.

The king of war is a double sword, what kind of character is this young man who dragged on, so bold.

"The old immortal, it's not good to stay at home, so I have to come here to watch the excitement." Aunt Hua yawned and sat on a donkey and complained.

"Hehe, it's just that when you're older, you have to come out to get rid of the vitality of those later generations." Mrs. Jiang walked in front of him with a flying stride, holding the reins, and smiling.

"I haven't been to Luoyang City in years. Let's go shopping on Rouge Street in a moment. Aunt Hua said as she looked around.

"Okay, okay, I'll pay you what you want to buy in a while." Jiang Taigong hurriedly answered.

"Hmph, count you as acquaintances."

"Now let's take a look at the excitement and meet the old people." Mrs. Jiang led the donkey into an alley. Push the door and walk into a secluded yard.

There was a huge ancient banyan tree growing in the courtyard, and in front of the stone table under the shade of the tree sat an old man with a ruddy face, who seemed to be older than Jiang Taigong. At this moment, he was staring at a stone plate, on which many lines were carved vertically and horizontally, forming countless intersecting points. If you look closely, the dots seem to be constantly moving, and it's hard to see them clearly.

"Senior brother." Mrs. Jiang saluted, and Aunt Hua also got down from the donkey and bowed slightly.

"Long time no see. Bro. The man looked up.

"Mother, where have we seen those two old grandfathers? It feels so familiar. A crisp voice came from outside the courtyard gate, which was not closed. At the entrance of the courtyard stood a mother and daughter, whose eyes were covered by a black ribbon, about six or seven years old.

"I haven't seen it, you think it's familiar because their physique is similar to ours, and they are also psychic physiques." The woman was petite and delicate, and her complexion was as pale as snow, as if she had not seen the sun all year round.

After the two mothers and daughters outside the door bowed their respects, they left without stopping.

"That girl can see us blindfolded?" Aunt Hua was surprised and looked at Mrs. Jiang suspiciously.

"They are the Misty Isles Hermit Soul Master, and that little girl has extremely rare Yin and Yang pupils. This kind of eye pupil can see through the falsehood, observe the luck of the people, predict life and death, and avoid good fortune. White pupils appear before the age of twelve, and then slowly return to their normal shape, which has many wonderful effects. The old man sitting in front of the chessboard looked out the door and said.

"Spiritual masters are well-versed in heavenly opportunities, but it is difficult to live a long life and die well." Jiang Taigong said.

"If you do things against the sky and leak the heavenly opportunity, you will damage your longevity, and the things in the world will be mixed, and there is a way of equilibrium in all things." The old man said calmly, "I have been stargazing in this place where luck meets for decades, and I have also vaguely seen a corner of the heavens, showing signs of imminent chaos. ”

He was an astrologer of the Great Qin Empire.

"What should come is coming after all, I don't know what senior brother saw?" Jiang Taigong sat down cross-legged in front of the chessboard.

"The blood comet fell in the far north, the stars in the sky twinkled brightly, the image was like a mess, and the crape myrtle became dimmer and dimmer." The old man said with a solemn expression, "People correspond to the stars, and they are about to usher in a troubled era where smoke is everywhere and talents are numerous, but it only suffers the people of the world." ”

Jiang Taigong nodded wordlessly, there is nothing more bitter in the troubled times than those poor people living at the bottom.

"But anyone dares to borrow a weapon?"

This voice spread throughout Luoyang City, and also spread to this small courtyard. The three of them stopped talking and looked in the direction of Weiyang Palace, their eyes seemed to be able to bypass the many pavilions and thousands of barriers, and see everything clearly.

In a blacksmith shop on the long street north of the city, the clanging of iron has long since stopped, and only the green and red flames still dance in the furnace.

The old blacksmith struggled to pick up a six-foot-long sandalwood box in the altar of the hall. The contents of the box were clearly heavy. It is not easy to hold as strong as he is.

"Dad, don't go, I beg you." His children clung to him and cried out.

"Please, Daddy." Several of his sons and daughters fell to their knees, clinging to his legs, refusing to let go.

He still walked resolutely, breaking free from the hindrance of several children.

"Do you really want to have all of us fall to the ground?" His wife choked up and shouted.

His steps paused, old tears on his dark face, and his inner struggle and hesitation were written on his face. Where would the children who knelt on the ground not understand the feelings of this affectionate and righteous old father at this moment.

Over the years, he has been talking countless times about the life-saving grace of the war king to this family back then, and how powerful and domineering that peerless war king is, and how approachable he is. not only received him, a lowly blacksmith, in the mansion, but even hosted a banquet for him.

What he was most proud of was that the king of war handed him the rare black iron before leaving the imperial capital, and asked him to cast a pair of battle hammers to get when he returned. I didn't want to go for more than 20 years, and everyone thought he was dead and the dynasty had changed. He enshrined the cast black iron hammers, and it was his lifelong regret that he could not personally hand over these two battle hammers to the war king.

Now, the supreme hero in his heart has returned, standing proudly above Weiyang Palace. Shouldn't these black iron maces be delivered to him?

"I'm sorry, I'm ashamed of you." He said in a shaky voice. Why fear death?

The only sad thing is that this outing implicates the wife and children behind him. After struggling for a moment, he finally made up his mind to step out the door.

"No, father." The children who fell to their knees cried out in despair.

"Uncle, leave it to me." I don't know when, a figure in green clothes walked in front of him, not very tall and powerful, but a little thin.

"The world... His Royal Highness? He looked at the person in front of him in a daze, like a generalissimo.

Jing Ge nodded, opened the sandalwood box and took out the double hammer, and turned around and walked into the long street.

"War King, please use this sword." He whispered. The volume is not high, and there is still a long way to go from Weiyang Palace, and only very few people can hear it.

The War King turned his head to look at the man from afar, his eyes were like torches, and there was a look of relief in his eyes.

The rest of the people couldn't hear it, and of course those Wang Realm powerhouses with extraordinary strength were not among them, Ouyang Tong's face was so gloomy that he was about to drip water.

"The kid who doesn't know whether he lives or dies is just like that stupid Jingqing." Ouyang Tong said coldly.

The onlookers followed the gaze of the war king, and after realizing it, they also found Jing Ge who was holding the double gong upside down. The eight King Realm powerhouses were led by the bald monk, and he didn't move, and the rest of them waited.

Maybe it was the last trace of respect for the king who went out, or maybe it was their dispensable arrogance as a powerhouse in the king realm, silently waiting for Qin Hao to take the battle weapon in his hand.

Jing Ge walked expressionlessly, stepping on the bluestone slab of the long street, his clothes swaying with the breeze, and the speed was not slow.

"Who is that man? It's familiar. Someone whispered.

"Hey, isn't that the son of a gentleman who has been exiled for three years? Now you're back at the end of your term? ”

"Didn't you say that the son of the world would only spend all day drinking, eating, drinking, prostituting and gambling? Now you have the courage to give the king of war such a gift? Aren't you afraid of being liquidated afterwards? ”

"He's the son of the generalissimo, maybe he won't be punished."

"Yes, the generalissimo has made outstanding achievements, has defended the empire for many years, and he should be fine with the protection of the shadows."

People talked a lot, and shifted their attention to Jing Ge.

Jing Ge listened to these various voices, his heart did not have too many waves, and he walked calmly. At this critical moment of much attention, Ben Shuai must maintain his demeanor and show a unique temperament, Yue'er may be watching somewhere. Jing Ge thought in his heart.

"Jing Ge, Jing Ge..." he vaguely heard someone calling his name, but at such a critical juncture where everyone was in the limelight, how could he easily make such a superfluous small gesture as turning his head and looking sideways.

His posture didn't change in the slightest, and he only glanced at it with his peripheral vision. It was the girl I met on the border of Qi and Qin, Yu Jue.

She saw the singer dancing and shouting excitedly, as if she had forgotten what was going on. Frightened, a middle-aged shopkeeper-looking man next to her quickly covered her mouth, shuddered and pulled her into the store, closing the door.

She escaped safely and came to the imperial capital to seek refuge with relatives. Jing Ge secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

As he thought, his Yue'er was indeed standing in an attic somewhere looking at him at the moment. Looking at him like this, he muttered, "What the hell do you want to do, push yourself to the forefront and become the focus of everyone's attention." Isn't that fun? Don't you understand the truth that Mu Xiu will be destroyed by the forest wind? Is it really stupid or something else. ”

"Miss, what shall we do?" The maid behind Shangguan Junyue asked.

"What does Madame say?" Shangguan Junyue asked.

"Madame says it's not the time yet." The maid replied.

Shangguan Junyue's slender jade fingers tapped on the railing, and after a moment of silence, "Now most of the soldiers and guards in Luoyang City are gathered near Weiyang Palace to stand by, and the rest of the guards are weak, so they can create some chaos." ”

"Understood." The maid retreated.

Shangguan Junyue's eyes were like autumn water, staring at Jing Ge who was approaching the battlefield, his fingers unconsciously pinched the railing, and he bit his lip lightly.

A few days ago, when I was in Sanchuan County, I knew that gentlemen did not stand under dangerous walls. Now it has become much more rampant, and I am afraid that those powerhouses of the King Realm will slap him into a meat patty.

But men always have to be bold. Shangguan Junyue let go of the railing, turned around and walked indoors.

I don't know how long it took, Jing Ge finally walked into the vicinity of Weiyang Palace. At this time, he found that he felt like he had hit a wall, unable to move in. This is the field of confrontation between eight people in the sky.

Ouyang Tong imperceptibly expanded the field a little. just shrouded Jing Ge in and wanted him to taste the bitterness.

Jing Ge suddenly seemed to be in a deep quagmire, and there was an invisible huge pressure all around, ordinary people couldn't resist it at all, and it was difficult to escape being crushed into a serious injury.

Most people didn't know that Ouyang Tong had moved, and they were still wondering why Jing Ge suddenly stopped.

However, at the moment when Jing Ge was imprisoned, he seemed to hear a slight click, like the sound of a lock being opened. After this, he found that he was able to move freely again, and the field was difficult to imprison him.

At the same moment, the monk who was holding the Nine Dragon Seals without any movement suddenly stared at him, and his eyes showed ecstasy. Then he quickly converged, and looked away, and no one noticed this detail.

Jing Ge walked into the field where the confrontation between the eight kings in front of Weiyang Palace was intertwined, and the oppressive air was filled with a hint of the fragrance of flowers.

The light fragrance gradually thickened, and a pale yellow petal suddenly fell from the sky, falling to a place one inch above the ground in front of Jing Ge and stopped strangely. Slowly, more and more petals appeared out of thin air, converging in front of him, forming a staircase that extended to the place where the War King was standing.

Jing Ge stepped on the steps made of condensed petals, and ascended to the sky step by step. The petals of the flower he stepped on slowly shattered and disappeared like a dream.

"Wow, what's that?" Someone exclaimed.

"Is it a miracle?" There was even a group of people who were hiding and knelt on the ground after seeing this.

"Is that a god-form?" Wei Zifu was well-informed in the Wei family, and he could vaguely guess what it was.

"That's right, the god form is a step forward after the King Realm powerhouse cultivated out of the field. It is usually related to the Dao comprehended by the warrior, and it is also the most powerful means of attack for the powerhouses of the King Realm. Qi Lao looked at the ladder and said with a complicated expression.

"The woman in the Zhenguo Mansion looked at the orchid and broke through the realm, and the god-shaped field she condensed was the Youlan realm. In the shroud of her realm, she is the master, these orchids are everywhere, one thought is born, one thought is extinguished, when it is soft, it is like a boneless, and when it is just like a sharp sword, it is extremely terrifying. ”

"If you weren't in the same royal realm, who would be able to defend against these weird petal attacks. It is no wonder that there are few things in history where a grandmaster rebels against the King Realm. Wei Zifu sighed.

"There are no absolutes in everything, when the First Emperor was in the Grandmaster, he could easily slaughter the powerhouses of the King Realm, and most of the War Kings and Murong Yuanshan in front of him could also do it." Qi Lao said.

"Mother, mother, look at the brother who stepped on the petals, there is a bone on the top of his head." The little girl with the black ribbon in her eyes pulled her mother's sleeve and exclaimed with great interest.