After thinking about it again and again, he decided to enter Dragon City to investigate carefully, after all, the mastermind behind the scenes is the powerful Yipin of the dynasty, if there is no conclusive evidence, he has almost no chance of winning, and the primary target is set on Hong Yun.

When discussing countermeasures with several good brothers, one of the brothers pointed out that he had seen his fellow brother Shaochen and a man feasting in a restaurant by chance. "There are many powerful children in Longcheng, but there are very few people with the word Yun in their names, and most of the people who feasted with Shaochen at the beginning were this Hong Yun, who was only a non-mainstream Beijing official on the surface.

As for Shaochen's identity, it is even clearer, his ancestors who are humble and respectful to others are all predators who crisscross the underworld in Dragon City, perhaps because they are afraid of being purged by the imperial court, and they have begun to gradually give up the underworld forces they hold since Shaochen's grandfather, so that the underworld predators who were full of blood in the past have become famous people in the township after decades of whitewashing, and only they know whether they still have underworld forces in their hands.

Wu Ya entered Dragon City originally to find an opportunity to contact Shaochen, but he didn't expect to be attacked by the kamikaze when he stayed in the slums. And what is even more coincidental is that the kamikaze gang is one of the underworld forces that Shaochen has always held in his hands, although the strength of the kamikaze gang is low and unpopular, but it is better than the gang, and it is a good hand at inquiring and passing on news, so Shaochen has been reluctant to give up.

"Nan Mu Heng, you have to think clearly!" Wu Ya scolded sharply, Xu Nan Mu Heng's room was too closed, and the loud words of the two failed to alarm the guards in the slightest.

Wuya took out the dark iron gold wire from his bosom and shook the dust heavily, and the dust poked a round hole on the square desk and stood on it, and the flickering firelight reflected Wuya's somewhat hideous face.

"Xuantie Golden Silk Whisk Dust, are you a true disciple of the National Religion?" Nan Mu Heng was obviously a person who knew the goods, and he looked at the dust and exhaled lowly.

Wuya gritted his teeth and said word by word: "That's right, you still have some knowledge, I am the fourth generation true disciple of the Weiwu Sect who does not kneel down and can go directly to the heavens!"

Nan Muheng's face changed slightly, his eyes were dripping, as if he was weighing something, seeing this scene, Wu Yan continued to speak: "Recently, Your Majesty's dragon body is not safe, and it coincides with the almost annihilation of the Royal Legion, and now the situation is unstable and the undercurrent is surging, you must know all this!"

Nan Muheng didn't answer, just nodded slightly.

"At this time, many ghosts and clowns have appeared, but they don't know that they will end up with a dead end!"

"Isn't the state religion on our side?" Nan Muheng bit his lip and took the initiative to speak for the first time, but what responded to him was a mocking expression from Wu Yan.

"The ancestor is His Majesty's personal emperor, and he naturally protects the interests of Daliang, and now that I have my Sect sitting in Longcheng, which force has the ability to resist? As for what Shaochen did, he had his own rules to deal with him!"

Nan Mu Heng weighed for a long time, and finally chose to give in, he made up his mind to raise his head and look at Wuya with burning eyes: "I want to see the emperor, otherwise I won't say anything!"

"Yes!" Wuya didn't even think about it, and agreed directly and decisively.

"I'm tired of the Daoist master to untie the small acupoint, let's set off immediately to meet the emperor, so as not to have too many dreams at night!" Since he decided to betray Shaochen, Nan Muheng decisively threw himself to the boundless side.

"Very good! I hope you don't play tricks, I think I'm sure I'll take your life before something happens!" Wu Ya glanced at Nan Muheng and threatened lightly.

"Master Dao, I am sincerely committed to the state religion, and I am forced to be helpless to do this great rebellion, please take me to meet the emperor as soon as possible, I am afraid that there will be changes in the future!" Nan Muheng was a little helpless, looking around, and constantly urging Wuyan to leave.

"Okay! I trust you for the time being!" Wu Ya quickly tapped on several key points around Nan Mu Heng's body, and the latter's body stiffened slightly and then regained his freedom.

"Dao Ye, come with me, there is a dark room here that leads directly to Guangping Street!" Nan Mu Heng got up and walked to one side of the wall and pushed open a cabinet, revealing the dark hole below, he beckoned Wu Ya to go down with him, Wu Ya did not hesitate at all, followed by Nan Mu Heng and jumped into the secret passage and then disappeared, the two of them went out of the city overnight and rushed towards the mountain gate of the Weiwu Sect.

Speaking of Xuanyi, he took a short rest in Rixuan City for a few days and then grabbed a small boat and quietly went out of the city at night, and finally returned to the temporary assembly place outside the city.

For several months, the soldiers of the forward battalion, under the leadership of Wei Commander Li Dian, continued to cut down wood and make boats, and finally withdrew to safety before the Montenegrin began to sweep the surrounding rebels. The remnants of the forward battalion stayed on the border of Ningdu Province for a period of time and waited for news from Xuanyi and others, and then received an order from the inner government, which ordered Li Dian and others to immediately lead the army back to Longcheng, and like the forward battalion, the other three battalions of the royal regiment stationed on the border line were also urgently summoned back to Beijing.

The military order was like a mountain, Li Dian had to lead the army to march, leave marks along the way and send dozens of Xuanyi guards to inquire about the news and wait for the opportunity to respond. After walking for a few days, Xuanyi happened to meet up with the guards waiting here in a small town on the border between Ningdu Province and Deyang Province.

"My lord!" Wang Zhe, the captain of the personal guard, saw that Xuanyi had returned intact with an excited look on his face, he looked behind Xuanyi's empty body, closed his mouth in interest and didn't ask more, it was obvious that this operation to rescue the prison army was a failure.

Xuanyi couldn't help but feel a little moist when he saw the former pro-guard soldiers who were like brothers and sisters again after a few months, and he patted a few people on the shoulders one by one, everything was silent.

After a short rest and lunch, Xuanyi and his party immediately went on the road to catch up with the large army, and now the situation is unstable, and the garrisons of various provinces are busy encircling and suppressing the local fairness party, and they have no time to care about local security, so bandits and robbers have sprung up like mushrooms after a rain, and they are extremely rampant.

Xuanyi traveled all the way, the gates of the towns along the way were wide open, the garrison was long gone, and people with swords and swords could be seen everywhere, and ordinary people were full of panic.

"Hey! This scene is clearly a sign of the end times!" Xuanyi looked at the mourning in front of him and couldn't help but feel it, and several guards beside him were indifferent to Xuanyi's somewhat "rebellious" remarks, along the way, they had long been accustomed to the scene of the broken mountains and rivers, and their hearts were full of confusion.

"Da Da Da!" suddenly came from a distance like thunder, and the ordinary people on the street began to flee in all directions, and the smoke and dust in the sky indicated that a large cavalry team was rushing in the direction of Xuanyi not far away.

"My lord, listen to the sound of horses' hooves, there are at least a thousand horses!" Wang Zhe, the captain of the guard, listened carefully for a moment and came to a conclusion.

"Turn the horse's head, let's go there for a while!" Xuan Yi ordered, pointing to a dilapidated temple on the hillside beside him.

"Obey the order!" A group of guards flexibly turned their horses' heads to avoid the edge for the time being.