Yisang City, the capital of the Xiling Empire.

Unlike Shaoyang, the capital city of Jingchuan Ancient Kingdom, which was full of twilight atmosphere, Yisang is a new and prosperous place. Although it was already the middle of the day, the market was still lit up as if it were daytime.

On both sides of the market, among the shops, silk and satin, glazed lanterns, carved ornaments, and cultural toys, are exquisite. The restaurant is connected to the street, and the singing is endless. The dancing sleeves are light, drunk and lovered, and the art skills are amazing, surprising guests from all over the world. Ordinary people, set up a few tables and chairs, pick up three red lights, a bowl of red oil river cloud noodles, and the fragrance will not disperse for seven miles.

"I'm afraid to ask where I'm going, so I persuade my son not to go up to the bridge. Jiang Hua dances with dark fragrance, and likes to bully the love of young people.

By asking where you are going, persuade you not to go up to the Buzzard Bridge. The river flowers fall like rain, and it is easy to touch the heartache of the wanderer.

Smile and ask where the guest is going, and persuade the guest not to go up to the Buccup Bridge. The river flowers rise in the air with the wind, breaking off the intestines of the eons. —The Ballad of the Buzzard

The Chuan Buzzard Bridge spans the Chuan River in Yisang City, and the lanterns on the bridge are connected. Young men and women in twos and threes pointed at Jiang Jing. A few immature little heads poked out from under the side curtains of the palanquin, looking at the new world outside the mansion. The old man put the hat behind his back, packed up the fishing rod and basket, and just got off the bridge, he couldn't help but stop in front of the chess game under the bridge.

On the Chuan River, the boat is like a weaving shuttle. The illuminated boats light up the entire river in red. On the side of the tall building boat, a few black boats swing casually. A plate of green beans hangs in the stern of the boat, warm rice wine next to it, and a freshly caught river fish is stewed in the pot. The man at the bow of the ship had a little red sand on his forehead, wore a silver collar around his neck, put his harpoon aside, took off his shirt and lay on the side of the ship, looking at the starry sky, one hand hanging on the water, and his fingertips brushing the falling flowers drifting with the waves.

A stranger, carrying a cross-bladed steel gun upside down and a broken canvas backpack on his shoulder, stepped across the Zhai Buzzard Bridge, along the bustling Fengzheng Street, under the gaze of the Yisang people, with a cloth of blood and wind and dust to break into Yisang.

A keju flew from the side and smashed into his chest. He paused, looked at Keju on the ground, and then looked at the young man waving at him in the distance, ignored it, and continued to drive his way, leaving only the puzzled gaze of the young man who came to pick up the ball.

In the wrong box.

Suddenly, a trumpet sounded from a distance, and a cavalryman with a banner on his back led a group of infantry galloping along Fengzheng Street. At the same time, the same scene was played out on seven other main roads in Yisang. The command flag behind the cavalry was embroidered with a striking word "charm".

"What's going on? It's forbidden again. ”

"No matter, go back quickly. ”

"You say, is it because of the guy with the gun, he doesn't look like a good person. ”

"Pull it down, he's old. ”

The stranger passed by the procession with a blank face, took the words of the pedestrians in his ears, and continued on his way.

The street behind him gradually quieted down, and the stranger never looked back, until he came to the tall palace gate. The soldiers stopped him. The stranger unloaded his backpack, took it in his hand, and looked towards the palace gate.

A man was lying on the wall, and when he saw the stranger looking at him, he waved at him. The stranger raised the cloth bag in his hand. After a while, the palace gate slowly opened, and a soldier led the stranger up the tower.

"It's basic courtesy to return the kick back to the kicker. The man before leaned against the castle tower and said to the stranger with a smile.

The man wore loose hair and a loose gown. The years have left shallow nicks on his face, but he still retains the handsomeness of his youth, and his knife-cut face highlights the unique charm of a mature man. Two other men stood behind him. A middle-aged man was wearing close-fitting light armor and a straight military posture, while a middle-aged man was wearing a black tights and a black ghost mask, so he couldn't see his appearance.

"I'm not going to keju. ”

"Yi Sang's children have been playing on the street since they were five or six years old, and when they grow up, they can come a few times, and there are few people who can't. ”

"What about people?" the stranger looked around, talking to the man, but his gaze finally fell on the ghost-faced man. It was the only breath in the entire city that could threaten him.

"Gao Chen, go. "The man doesn't look back.

"Yes. The man in light armor stepped forward and bowed his hand, turning to leave.

Gao Chen, the first general of the Xiling Empire, served as the military envoy and concurrently served as the military envoy of the Central Military Region, commanding the nine military regions and directly in charge of the Central Military Region, and won the trust of King Xiling.

"So, what about my stuff?"

The stranger raised the cloth bag in his hand in the direction of the man.

"It is worthy of being a famous last soldier, and the efficiency is really high. Yan Hong really didn't leave in vain, at least he left me a very useful hostage. "The last soldier didn't mean to give him the cloth bag yet, but the man didn't seem to mind, "What was Mr. The last soldier doing when he left the Jiyan mercenary group?"

"The Undertaker. Clean up the battlefield and give the remains to your family or employer in exchange for payment. ”

"No wonder the efficiency is so high, it turns out that it is a light car. I thought that Mr. Mobing was living a reclusive life at that time, but he was still reluctant to go to the battlefield. In the face of the last soldier's cold response, the man still talked cordially like an old friend, "However, that rag bag should not be your only gain." ”

"What do you mean?"

"Hehe, as far as I know, Jin Huan, the king of Jingchuan, poisoned his father, blamed the imperial doctor, and secretly sent his sister to Yan Hong, trying to make the Ji Yan mercenary group withdraw its troops, and by the way, eradicate the rivals for the throne, and said to the outside world that Jin Huang intended to assassinate Yan Hong, and as a result, he disappeared in the chaos. ”

"Your Majesty is a good method, and even this kind of secret can be known. ”

The man in front of him is one of the most powerful people in the world today, King Xiling Shan Huai.

"Haha, Jingchuan is in the midst of war, and it is difficult to protect itself, how can I resist the infiltration of my eighty-one magic generals. ”

Hearing this, the last soldier once again set his eyes on the ghost-faced man. One of the three powerhouses of the Xiling Empire, the envoy of the charm department, Xi.

The political structure of the Xiling Empire was divided into five ministries: the Ministry of Government, the Ministry of Military, the Ministry of Industry, the Ministry of Crime, and the Ministry of Charm, with the five ambassadors in charge of each ministry. The Ministry of Administration is in charge of government affairs, the Ministry of Military Affairs is in charge of military affairs, the Ministry of Engineering is in charge of engineering construction, and the Ministry of Criminal Affairs is in charge of supervision and law enforcement. The charm is more special. The Yuling Empire was unified in troubled times, and the Meibu was a product of the war and was also preserved from the war. There are only eighty-one people including the envoys of the charm department, and they only obey the orders of the king of Xiling and perform special tasks.

"Xiling Charm Department, there are really a lot of talents. ”

"Haha, that's far away. Shan Huaiyan continued, "After that battle, Yan Hong died. But neither the Jingchuan people nor my charm general could find any clues about Jin Huang. Look, let your Excellency go. ”

"What does this have to do with you. The last soldier knew what he knew.

"A person like Your Excellency, since he has saved someone, must protect her. You're not going to take her to Yisang, are you?"

The last soldier did not speak, but a trace of regret rose in his heart.

"Your Excellency, it's better to hand over Jin Huang to me, so as not to cause family conflicts. ”

"No, I don't have to. The last soldier interrupted Shan Huaiyan's words, "Our deal, this is the end." ”

As he spoke, Gao Chen took a woman to the city tower. The woman was very young, with long hair like a waterfall, wearing a long turquoise dress, and her slender hands were tightly holding a wooden box. Big eyes looked around the castle tower uneasily, and it was not until they met the eyes of the last soldier that they showed a hint of surprise.

"Last soldier!"

The last soldier threw the cloth bag into the air and ran towards the hot rain. A black line flashed in the air, and Xi had already received the cloth bag and landed. Yan Yu wanted to step forward to meet the last soldier, but Gao Chen on the side pressed Yan Yu's shoulder and pressed her in place.

Seeing this, a trace of anger rose on the last soldier's brows, and with a kick of strength, his body was several feet in the air. A somersault, picked up the steel gun and smashed it at Gao Chen······