Zhao Xiu shook his head: "Shangjing is in chaos, but Tianwu is not in chaos." Let's continue to pretend to be grandchildren and watch from the wall. Watching them fight in Shangjing, no matter who wins in the end. It's good for us and for the third brother. We only need to keep an eye on Liu Jin and Zheng Xinshi in Liaozhou, as well as those bulls, ghosts, snakes, and gods who worship yang and yin. ”

Meng Xin seemed to remember something, and asked Zhao Xiu, "I have already passed on your order to order the Heavenly Stems and Earth Branches to gather in the Dark Mountain. If the evil is going to carry out the Grim Reaper's plan now, will he come back? ”

Zhao Xiu said: "The large quantities of necessary items prepared in the early stage of the Death Plan are all hoarded in Liaozhou. You asked him to come back, first, because I still have a lot to say, and second, he wants to bring these things over himself. ”

Meng Xin nodded and looked at Zhao Xiu's face. But Zhao Xiu's eyes were closed, and he seemed to be thinking about something.

Liaozhou is located in the southernmost part of the Tianwu Kingdom, while Dingzhou is located in the northernmost part of the Tianwu Kingdom. The two are one south and one north, and there should be no connection.

The Son of Heaven guarded the country, adhering to this idea, Emperor Tianwu built the center of Tianwu in the northernmost part, and further north is another country.

The center of Dingzhou, Shangjing, was not built near the north, but in the south of Dingzhou.

In the past few days, Shangjing has been hit by several torrential rains in a row. Due to the cold climate, there was heavy rain in the sky and hail. A gray sky enveloped the entire city of Shangjing.

There are no pedestrians on the streets, and most of the shops are closed. The few remaining shops that have not closed are also deserted. Most of the guys in the shop had finished their work and stood in the doorway looking out, but all they could see was the empty streets and the pouring rain.

In bad weather like this, basically no one comes and nothing does. In addition to the fact that business in the green building has become more popular. The rest of the business has largely become sluggish. Most of the stores have chosen to close temporarily. These unclosed shops have one thing in common, that is, the sign at the door is engraved with the same two big characters "Tianxiang"

There is a scene up and down the capital, and the gray weather has cast a shadow on many people's hearts.

"Boom! ~Boom! ~" There was a huge thunderclap, and the old man who was sitting in the chair trembled in his heart. Heavy rain mixed with hail smashed the roof above with a "thump". It's like the sky is about to fall.

The old man sat in the room with gray temples and weakness. In front of the old man stood a large group of Praetorian Guards, armed with steel knives. The Praetorian Guards were already wet from the rain, and their bowled hats were skewed by the hail in the rain.

Outside the house, there were corpses lying on the stone floor, and these people who had just died, there was no trace of horror or anger on their faces. It's as if it's been prepared for a long time.

The old man sitting in front of the Praetorian Guards was the same, and his face couldn't help but have no fear, but a hint of relief. He was ready to die. Although there was still a little resistance to death in his heart.

One of the Praetorian Guards was covered in blood, and the drops of water dripping from his soaked clothes were all red. Just now, he was still holding the long knife in his hand, but after a period of strangulation, only the old man in front of him was left. He relaxed.

The long knife in his hand is a horizontal knife unique to the Praetorian Guard, with a long blade and a straight knife shape. The forged blade is extremely sharp, and it can be used for both foot and riding. Dozens of people have been killed under his knife.

One of the Praetorian Guard officers at the front took a deep breath and said, "Gonggong Zhang, Master Sima asked me to ask you one last time. Who instructed you to plot to assassinate Master Sima? ”

Sitting on the chair was Zhang Zhongshang, the chief supervisor of the ceremonial supervisor and the commander of the palace guards.

Zhang Zhongshang's face was tired, and he sneered: "Shi Hongzong's old thief, he killed so many people, even he can't count them himself, right?" ”

"Don't think!" Suddenly, Zhang Zhongshang shouted loudly! With a hideous face, he startled the people standing in front of him, and couldn't help but take a step back.

"Don't think that his head is saved, there are people in the court who want his life! One Zhang Zhong has fallen, and there are thousands of Zhang Zhongshang! ”

The more Zhang Zhongshang spoke, the more imposing he became, causing one of the Praetorian Guards standing at the front to laugh in a low voice.

"Father-in-law Zhang, it's okay, you better tell me where you put the palace guard tiger talisman first, we still have to search a little bit in the province, trouble. You can do it for me, and I will give you a good time. ”

Zhang Zhongshang raised his eyebrows, "Hehe, the palace guards are the royal guards, and the tiger talisman of the palace guards is only worthy of being touched by the Admiral and the emperor." What qualifications do you lackeys have to get the Tiger Talisman of the Palace Guards? Even if you kill me, I won't ......."

"Poof" A trace of red blood sprayed Lao Gao, and Liu Zhongshang's head fell to the ground. Blood mist splattered everywhere, and the eyes of the person who drew the sword couldn't open it.

The leader shook off the blood stains on the knife, looked at the head that was still open, and sneered: "I will break your wishes, aren't you just happy?" You don't need to provoke me deliberately, I'll give you a good time. Because you don't matter to Master Sima at all. ”

A thunderclap flashed in the sky outside, and the light instantly illuminated the entire palace.

The rainstorm in the sky became smaller, but the hail in the rain became bigger and bigger, smashing on the top of the Fengtian Temple, making a "popping" sound. In the Fengtian Temple, the master of the whole world sits on the dragon chair.

The fifteen-year-old Emperor Tianyuan was lying on the dragon chair, looking listless, with tears in the corners of his eyes. Slightly squinted eyes looked at the door of the temple that had not been closed.

His mind was full of the appearance of an old man, who was looking at him with a smile. The old man was always dressed in pure black, and whenever Zhao Jin was desperate, he would give him hope. He was like his own family.

Zhao Jin hated himself at this time, and he hated his recklessness. But he hated the uncle who suppressed him everywhere.

He dreamed of getting rid of Shi Hongzong, but he was too anxious. He didn't listen to Zhang Zhongshang's advice and insisted on going his own way.

Zhang Zhongshang could only choose to obey, and just in case, he chose to bear all the blame himself.

As the emperor of the Tianwu Kingdom, it stands to reason that he is the only one who can ask others for sin. But now, he could only watch the person he trusted and relied on the most die under Shi Hongzong's knife. He also lost the only trump card in his hand, and really belonged to his last army, the palace guard.

The palace guards are an army dedicated to guarding the palace and the royal family, and Zhao Jin lost the palace guards, as if he had lost the last strength in his hands.