Chapter Forty-Eight: The Demon Race Begins in the Palace (1)
Qin Boyi didn't ask much.
The palace could already be seen from afar, and the Tianxin Pagoda that she and Luo Ning had seen before stood next to the palace.
Unlike most of the scenes in the Celestial Empire, there was a yin and evil aura enveloping the entire palace, and Luo Ning's hands trembled slightly from nervousness.
There were still a few miles to the palace, and there was not a single resident in the whole street.
Some dilapidated buildings are like buildings in a long-abandoned deserted city, which makes people feel cold in their hearts, and even a little crumbling from a distance.
The summer was originally extremely hot, but as everyone got closer and closer to the palace, it began to become slightly cold.
Gu Changsheng was holding a bamboo pole, and the bookish anger on his face looked slightly immature in such an environment.
But Luo Ning can see from the calluses on his drooping hands that this is definitely a master.
At least a master in the real combat sense.
Unlike his reckless drinking that day, the calluses that held the knife were definitely not something that could be cultivated overnight.
Ye Qing's spear almost hung to the ground, and his pupils reflected the black of the dark clouds in the sky.
But his pace is still steady.
Ever since there was a monster in the palace, no one has ever been so close to this palace.
Luo Ning rubbed his palm, and the army that was advancing in front of him suddenly stopped.
Two rows of fine willows lined up at the foot of the imperial city, extending far away, and finally became a tiny dot invisible to everyone's eyes.
The distant imperial city was finally enlarged in front of everyone's eyes, and Luo Ning saw that this palace that carried an unknown number of dynasties was renovated and renovated, and finally became the palace in front of him.
Luo Ning could feel the prosperity of this imperial city before the appearance of the monsters.
"That's where it comes. ”
The old general at the head looked at Luo Ning and his party with an extremely solemn expression.
"His Majesty the Emperor decreed that if the monster could not be caught within three days, the entire palace would be bombed with cannons. ”
Luo Ning raised his eyebrows slightly, the meaning of the old general's words was already very obvious, only giving them three days.
According to the national strength of the entire Great Zhou, if you really make up your mind not to want this imperial city, even if there are demon cultivators in it, they will definitely not be able to resist the bombardment of this national force.
Everyone understood in their hearts that the emperor just wanted to see the performance of their three major sects in the world.
Tianxin Tower is next to it, and the day of the opening of Tianxin Tower is also close at hand.
All three teams know how important time is at this moment.
The main entrance of the palace in front of him was tightly closed, it was so magnificent, but now it was lifeless, and a sergeant next to him stepped forward, I don't know what mechanism was pressed, and the towering gate suddenly opened a gap that was enough for people to pass through.
A pale black spiritual power poured out of it.
This made Gu Changsheng and Luo Ning's faces change.
The assassins who attacked Luo Ning on those days, the spiritual power fluctuations on their bodies were like this, Gu Changsheng's eyes slowly darkened, and then he also thought that the spiritual power of the long sword that attacked him that day was also like this.
He glanced at Luo Ning, and then he believed what Luo Ning said in the main hall that day.
It seems that it was someone else who attacked them that day.
Ye Qing sat down on the spot, slowly closed his eyes, he didn't know what he was thinking, there was a faint spiritual power fluctuation on his body, and he began to deduce all the things that might happen when he entered this palace.
Finally he slowly opened his eyes, and then straightened his shirt with his hands.
He straightened up, spear on his back, and walked through the crack in the great door.
......
Gu Changsheng took out the scroll on his waist, his eyebrows lowered slightly, and then he seriously flipped through a few sheets, Luo Ning looked at it from the side and saw some obscure words on the book.
Gu Changsheng's mouth didn't know what was reading, and then the book emitted a faint blue light, enveloping Gu Changsheng's whole person in it.
The sound of the bamboo pole in Gu Changsheng's hand bumping against the ground was extremely crisp and loud, and then he followed Ye Qing and walked into the palace.
"Let's go too, shall we?"
Luo Ning carried a firewood knife on his waist, and walked in front with the refined silver sword and the package he had brought with him behind his back, looking a little bulky.
Qin Boyi had a storage bag hanging from her waist, and then she waved her hand, and the Qiushui Sword appeared on her back at some point.
The old general's eyes were a little complicated when he looked at Luo Ning, and then he was a little hesitant.
"This young man ......"
His words were not finished.
Luo Ning waved his hand, "Needless to say, I must go in." ”
He knew what the old general was going to say, and he also understood that he couldn't give up Jian Yuan and go to the imperial court.
Qin Boyi followed behind Luo Ning, "What does he have to say?"
Luo Ning replied lightly, "The emperor still wants me to serve him." ”
Qin Boyi was silent, and the angry emotions of that day suddenly came to his heart again.
She whispered but slightly annoyed, "Then why don't you agree to him?" ”
Luo Ning looked at the pale black spiritual power emanating from the door, and his tone was a little like an old sauce, extremely viscous and complicated.
"I'm a little worried, there is Sister Xue in the Sword Abyss, there is Mist, Senior Brother, and Elder Situ who thinks about me everywhere. Although there are still many people who hate me and I hate. But there are still ......"
Luo Ning didn't continue, and the words that came to his lips suddenly stopped.
Qin was puzzled.
"What else?"
Luo Ning's gaze fell on Qin Boyi's body, his gaze was a little complicated, and he didn't know what to think.
She could clearly see the tall buildings of the palace through the cracks in the door.
Out of nowhere, a crow flew in, standing on the wall of the palace and screaming.
The old general frowned-
The crow called the door, for which it was ominous.
Luo Ning didn't seem to hear the crow's cry, as if there were only two people left nearby, him and Qin Boyi.
Luo Ning suddenly spoke, and his voice was a little difficult to hear under the crow's cry.
But Qin Boyi still heard it clearly.
That's three words.
......
"And you......"
Qin Boyi's face was slightly red, and then her mood was a little confused, she didn't know what Luo Ning meant by this, but she seemed to suddenly understand the reason why she was angry.
She was just happy when she heard that.
These days, the blocked Dao Hearts seem to be clear.
Is this a liking?
It's just that this Luo Ning suddenly said slightly obscure words, she doesn't know if she likes it or not?
Like I like those rouge powders.
It's like he likes to eat the fried rice cake he brought back last night.
If so, how should you respond?
If not, why do you feel a little lost in your heart?
The air between the two people seemed to condense for a while, which made people feel a little unnatural. But this embarrassment did not last long.
The corners of Luo Ning's mouth smiled.
“...... Teacher Yang Dingtian ......"
Qin Boyi breathed a sigh of relief.
The imperceptible red on his face was fleeting.
The old general didn't know if he had heard the conversation between the two men, and his silent cheeks were a little stiff.
The Guards behind him lined up under his gestures, ready for battle, ready for whatever could happen.
No one knows whether the people of these three major sects will succeed or not.
Qin Boyi's lame feet were like drumbeats.
Luo Ning leaned sideways slightly.
The two of them walked into the palace gate one after the other.