Wei Xuzheng, his name made the Great Song Jianghu change their complexion, not only because of his bloody record of slaughtering more than a thousand, but also because of the killer organization under his command - Autumn Kill!

Wei Xuzheng, who was dressed in a red robe, returned from Yaoxuan Mountain, and when he passed by a plain in Jingzhou, two groups of people who were engaged in a large-scale fierce battle blocked his way, and Wei Xuzheng stopped his horse and looked impatiently at the fierce battle of thousands of people in front of him.

Wei Xuzheng, who was already extremely irritable, looked at it for a moment and couldn't bear it anymore, and rushed towards the crowd with a demonic sword in his hand, Wei Xuzheng's bright red true qi covered his whole body, like a Shura crawling from hell to the world.

Half an hour later, after the blood-red true qi on the plains surged, leaving behind a stump and broken body, the people watching from a distance trembled all over, and even the unbearable people sat on the ground and their upper and lower bodies were soaked, unaware that the slaughterer had already driven away.

"Big brother, our chance has come!" a small man in the crowd looked excitedly at the strong man next to him.

"Yes, the two largest gangs in Jingzhou were destroyed at the same time, and it was a good time for us to grow and develop. Patting the little man on the shoulder, the strong man turned away with a complicated heart.

"Wait for me, boss. The little man who came back from the beautiful fantasy looked at the back of the strong man and hurriedly set off to chase after him.

At this time, Wei Xuzheng, who had already crossed the border of Jingzhou, had been deliberately suppressed by the realm just now, and his irritable mood was also calmed down a little because of the old man of Tianji.

"There is no next time...... "A low voice with murderous intent sounded on the empty official road.

Two days ago, Yaoyu Mountain.

"The head of Wei Da is not in charge of the overall situation in the autumn killing, what are you doing here?" Sun Heng, who had just arrived from Yangzhou, looked at the blood-red robe that walked out of the Xuanyu Pavilion with a smile.

"Sun Heng?!Why are you a traitor here, are you here to seek death?!" As he spoke, Wei Xuzheng's sword was unsheathed, pointing at the old man of Tianji who was holding the little girl.

Sun Heng, who patted his palm lightly and signaled to his granddaughter that he was fine, said with a smile: "What did the master of Wei Da say, God just hasn't returned to the pavilion for half a year, how can he be called a traitor? Besides, the pavilion master sent Bai Lu to call me back, why is there a talk of seeking death again?"

"The Lord called you back?" Wei Xuzheng's long sword in his hand was three inches lower.

"Naturally, the old man didn't dare to joke with the pavilion master. Sun Heng knew that the three brothers of the Wei family had always regarded themselves as the servants of the pavilion master, and he was not surprised to hear Wei Xuzheng's name at this time.

Considering the pavilion master's previous attitude, Wei Xuzheng had already believed what Sun Heng said, put down the long sword in his hand, but the murderous aura did not disperse, "The lord is generous, this time I will surround your life, if you have two hearts, even if the lord does not pursue it, I want you to never recover!"

Looking at the red robe in the distance, the old man said goodbye, and led the girl into the majestic buildings on the mountainside.

There was already a maid waiting at the gate, and under the guidance of the maidservant, the old and the young walked into a simple attic.

"Let's go down. A cold voice came from behind a thin curtain.

After the maidservant saluted and retreated, Sun Heng asked Qianying behind the curtain: "Where is the pavilion master?"

"The pavilion master had something to do temporarily, and he left after seeing the frost fall. Before leaving, he told me that if Guyu came back, let him go to Uncle Song. Qian Ying said, played the piano by herself, and no longer paid attention to Sun Heng.

Seeing this, Sun Heng knew that the cold woman in front of him had no intention of speaking, and led his granddaughter to the medicine garden in the mountain, if there was no accident, Song Yizhi would stay there.

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The Imperial Palace of the capital.

Song Zhaozong held a dossier in his hand and said to himself: "Cheng'er has found out a lot of things that I don't know, if it weren't for Cheng'er, I wouldn't know that many of my Great Song sects are actually spies of Tang and Qin." ”

The Great Song Dynasty eunuch who was standing on the side, Xu Heng of the Innate Divine Gate Realm immediately knelt on the ground, kowtowed heavily and said: "The slave is not doing well, please punish the emperor." ”

"What is this for? I don't blame you, after all, the Imperial City Division focuses on the temple, and you can't blame you for what happened in the rivers and lakes. ”

Looking at the emperor's smiling appearance, Xu Heng's half-transparent clothes were completely soaked, and he also spoke, but he kept kowtowing, for fear that he would end up in a different place in the next moment.

Song Zhaozong looked at Xu Heng, who was kneeling on the ground and kept kowtowing, and said, "When Cheng'er comes back, the Imperial City Division will be handed over to him, and you will temporarily occupy the deputy position." ”

"Yes. Xu Heng, who knew that he had escaped, hurriedly replied, although he was unwilling to lose control of the Imperial City Division, it was better than losing his head.

"Father wants me to go back and take over the Imperial City Division?"

"Back to His Royal Highness the Third Prince, the emperor did say so. ”

While Xu Heng was trembling in the imperial study, the people of the Imperial City Division had already contacted the three princes.

Zhao Cheng, who was sitting on the main seat, pondered for a moment, and said to the dusty Imperial City Division: "In a few days, I will send someone to go back with you to restore your life." ”

"This ...... Your Royal Highness the Third Prince, the Emperor wants you to go back in person. "It's hard to lift.

"That person is more suitable to take over the Imperial City Division, I will write a letter to explain to my father. Zhao Cheng said categorically, and then ignored the people under him, and slowly left the branch of the Imperial City Division.

He stopped talking and finally watched the three princes walk away.

When the third prince disappeared in his eyes, he immediately rushed to the study and put the words and remarks of the meeting with Zhao Cheng on the paper word for word.

"Someone!" finished writing, and put the paper in his hand in the Imperial City Division's secret iron cylinder.

"My lord?" Hearing the summons, the person in charge of the Xuanyu branch hurriedly walked into the study.

Tiju handed him the iron cylinder in his hand and said, "Thousands of miles urgent, send it to the headquarters in the capital." ”

"Yes. The person in charge was ordered to step down.

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Zhao Cheng, who had returned to the Pavilion for most of the hour, sent someone to call Sun Heng over.

"How's Honghong?"

"Yi Zhi said that with the treatment of Huoyun Palm, the Yin vein can be eradicated within two years. Sun Heng said happily.

Zhao Cheng nodded and said, "It's not bad." After a pause, "Prepare first, and set off for the capital with the Tianji Gate in three days." ”

"Pavilion Master, what do you mean by this?" Sun Heng wondered.

Zhao Cheng stared at the old man's seemingly cloudy eyes, "I want you to take over the Imperial City Division." ”

"Imperial City Division, Pavilion Master, you ......" Sun Heng's face changed drastically and he was shocked.

It is no wonder that Sun Heng is so out of shape, the Imperial City Division is an institution directly under the Great Song Emperor that integrates the functions of cultivating spies, collecting intelligence, and supervising hundreds of officials. It can be said that the Imperial City Division is a sharp knife in the hands of the Zhao clan of the Song Kingdom, and it is a divine weapon that can give the enemy a fatal blow. In the entire Song Kingdom, the Imperial City Division only obeyed Song Zhaozong's orders, and even the first assistant of the cabinet had no right to interfere.

"The surname Zhao ......" Sun Heng suddenly looked at the man in front of him, "Are you from the royal family!?" Although it was a question sentence, his tone was extremely affirmative. In the past, although Sun Heng knew that the pavilion master's surname was Zhao, he had never thought about it, but now that he knew his identity, all his doubts were answered.

"No wonder in just ten years, you have developed such a terrible force, I see. It seems that the Zhao family has already begun to attack the rivers and lakes. ”

Zhao Cheng waited for Sun Heng to finish speaking, pointed to the letter on the table and said, "I recommended you to my father, I hope you will not disappoint me." ”

Sun Heng, who was complicated in his heart, thought of his granddaughter, gritted his teeth, picked up the envelope on the table, and walked out of the attic.

"For the sake of Hong'er, even the infamy of the imperial court eagle dog will not hesitate!" Sun Heng clenched the letter in his hand.

After March, two major events occurred in the territory of the Great Song Dynasty, one was that the killers organized the autumn killing and killing, and after the annexation and killing of the alliance, more than a dozen gangs were slaughtered in Jinan Mansion, Qingzhou Mansion and other places in the five prefectures, and everyone in the five prefectures was in danger, and some sects even bowed their heads to the government for help under extreme pressure, hoping that the government would send troops to suppress the autumn killing, but the government uncharacteristically ignored it on the grounds of fighting in the rivers and lakes.

The second is that the old man of Tianji, who saw the head and the end of the dragon, appeared openly in the capital and became the head of the Imperial City of the Great Song Dynasty, and the sect Tianji Gate was renamed Tianjiwei, which was subordinate to the Imperial City Division and was responsible for supervising many sects in the rivers and lakes. For a time, the crowd was furious, and the number of people who scolded was very small, and many masters of the rivers and lakes rushed to the capital to assassinate them.

It's the day.

"How many are these?" Not far from the city gate, the Imperial City Si Ti, who wiped the blood from his sword, raised his eyes and asked his colleagues beside him, without looking at the corpse under his feet.

"Who knows, there are probably dozens. The colleague replied while directing the personnel to dispose of the corpse.

"The new head of the department is really a troublemaker, I ....... "Halfway through the sentence, the murderous lift was covered in the mouth.

"Han Tiju said cautiously! The master of the arrangement, the responsibility is not small!" the colleague shouted in a low voice.

Knocking off the palm on his mouth, Han Tiju shrugged, "Yang Tiju is really making a fuss." Okay, let's just talk about it. ”

When Yang Tiju saw his appearance, he didn't want to say anything, and just as he was about to start leaving, he bumped into Sun Heng's eldest disciple Heizi.

"Commander!" the two men hurriedly saluted.

"The assassin is dead?"

"Yes. Yang said.

"Not bad. After Kuroko finished speaking, he led a group of people to ride towards the city gate.

Seeing the commander go out of the city, the face of the Han surname changed suddenly, and a voice sounded in his head, "If there is a next time, I will not be spared." ”

"Transmission is secret!" Han Tiju said in a lost voice.

"What?"

"The commander sends me a warning!"

"What?!"

Yang Tiju, who said "what" twice, was surprised: "You mean that the Heizi Commander is an innate realm?

"Sound into the secret...... It must be an innate grandmaster. Han Tiju muttered.

Kuroko and the two are of the same age, and they can't help but sigh when comparing themselves to the foundation building perfection realm for several years.

"You say...... To be able to teach such an apprentice, what realm is Master Sun?" Suddenly, Yang Tiju asked in a low voice.

"......" Han Tiju was silent, staring at the direction of the Imperial City Division's headquarters, thinking in his heart, "I'm afraid it's even stronger than Master Xu." ”

The autumn wind was bleak, and most of Han Tiju's thoughts as Xu Heng's confidant were extinguished at this moment.