It was just after the hour, and it was like evening.

When the winter thunder resounded in the silence, the rain that was about to fall finally enveloped the imperial capital Apocalypse City.

Maybe it's the last rain of the year, so it's menacing. The rain curtain mixed with water mist was swept into the empty hall by the wind, and the occasional flash of electric light illuminated the plaque in front of the hall, Chiba Pavilion.

The young man in the black python robe didn't seem to feel the wind and rain outside the window, and let them crackle and hit the ground, and even a thin layer of rain fell on the exquisite case table made of precious yellow pears in front of him. The man held a superb dragon whisker ivory pen in one hand and a bronze ruler of the beast's head in the other, staring at the wet rice paper on the desk with a deep gaze that did not match his age, and did not say a word for a long time.

Outside the gate under the attic, four tall guards stood still in the rain, only the sparkle in their eyes distinguishing them from the cold sculptures. Winter rains, the temperature drops to the extreme, but the air is not visible from the white breath exhaled by these guards.

At this time, the rain is getting heavier, and this rarely visited attic welcomes two visitors: the middle-aged man walking in front of him has a neat short beard, walking in a tiger, and behind him is a huge figure that seems to be cast in iron, the figure is covered in a robe, holding up a pitch-black iron umbrella for the man in front, and the raindrops with beans smash on the umbrella surface, making a piercing sound.

Even in the Imperial City, where cultivators and even demon clans are not unusual, such a combination is really eye-catching.

"Whoever comes, report the name. The guard's voice was neither humble nor arrogant, neither arrogant nor lacking in majesty, and the words were sonorous, like gold and iron.

"Ye Honglie is not here?" Behind the short-bearded man, a huge figure of two people tall opened his mouth, and his voice was like thunder, shaking the ground trembling.

The visitor called the host's name directly, which was regarded as a very arrogant and taboo thing in the complicated etiquette of the Apocalypse officialdom, and the guard at the head frowned, but his good cultivation made him not attack on the spot, and still replied calmly: "Lord Shangshu is not in the capital today, please go back." ”

"Does it mean that the one in the building is Ye Qixian?" the huge figure continued to ask.

"Presumptuous, dare to call the marshal by his name, do you know what kind of place this is!" Even if the guard had a good temper, he could not tolerate such an insult, and he drew his sword at his waist with a "choked" sound, and at the same time, the remaining three quietly dispersed, and the future was surrounded in the center.

Endless waves of vitality rushed out from the holes of the four guards, like a giant sea of the Yangtze River. The four guards rumbled in their bodies, as if the four ovens were frantically refining the energy of heaven and earth. The majestic vitality swayed back and forth in the high red brick courtyard wall, but it did not spill out in the slightest, this was not only the four legendary cultivators of the Shangxian Realm, but also the four elite of the empire who had an excellent tacit understanding and were proficient in formation killing.

"I didn't expect the four Kui of the Ye family to sit here in person, and the four elephant ovens are really exquisite. The short-bearded man exclaimed.

"Arrogant, a little shallow cultivation, I don't know how much I am, my Ye family has not suffered such humiliation for more than 100 years at the foot of the imperial city. The four guards must have been furious, and the infinite killing power emitted by the iron sword in their hands cut the raindrops into tiny mist. In the haze, these four people were like electricity, instantly shuttling through the mist formed by the winter rain, wanting to take each other down with thunder.

The short-bearded man on the opposite side did not move, the giant behind him moved first, and a huge palm covered with black armor poked out of the robe, covering the sky and the sun, firmly grasping the four long swords of the attacker, the vitality of the courtyard was condensed with the sword momentum being blocked, and the four swords that were not ordinary at first glance turned into a handful of iron powder in the majestic palm.

"Apocalypse Ye family, such a big official authority, your fathers used their blood to spell out the prestige of the Ye family army in Cangyang, but they raised a group of you who sit back and enjoy their success. If you are lucky, I won't care about this matter, if it is General Ji who comes today, I will see who he Ye Honglie will reason with your corpse. The tall figure took out an iron plate stained with rain from his waist, and the four guards were stunned to sweep the inscription on the card, and they all knelt on the ground with their hands in fists, not daring to look at the two again.

In the attic, the young man didn't seem to notice the situation downstairs, he dropped the ruler in his hand, gently smoothed the wet rice paper, so that the rice paper, which could not be written, dried as before, and then the man brushed his sleeves out of the window, so that no rain could invade the attic.

"Lord Marshal is really kind, and he is not afraid that I will kill those guards of yours. The tall figure walked into the attic hall, and his robe was set aside, revealing a whole set of black and tight iron armor inside.

"General Qin Tang is a person who cherishes talents, and he has his own measure, where do you need me to talk more. Ye Qixian, who was called the marshal, did not look back at the black-armored man, but dipped his pen in ink and landed on the rice paper.

"Your Majesty ordered us to go back to Beijing to discuss matters, as far as I, an idler, came the fastest, thinking that it would be okay to come, so I asked General Qin Tang, the commander of our forbidden army, to sit with you, and I almost ate a closed door. The short-bearded man slowly walked upstairs with an iron umbrella in his hand, standing side by side with Qin Tang.

"The teacher is blaming the students for not governing the army strictly, and now the Ye family's reputation is at the peak of a hundred years because of me, and there are indeed many people who are arrogant and rude, forgetting the foundation of practicing martial arts diligently and solidly, the so-called arrogant soldiers will be defeated, and the students must keep it in mind. After finishing the words, he put the pen on the shelf, and then folded the rice paper and sent it out the window.

The shengxuan made of green sandalwood bark swayed in the rain without wind and flew towards the southwest.

"It was raining and it was raining, and the students felt that something bad was about to happen. "The immortal bears his hand and looks into the distance, and the python robe with the gold belt is dragging extremely long behind him.

"Compared with the golden generation of the twilight seventeen years ago, we are now more blooming, only strong but not weak. The short-bearded man said proudly, "We are not afraid of anything." ”

"yes. He saw the students hurrying away with books in hand, the soldiers with majestic armor, and the cultivators with full of spirit in the divine light, and said with relief: "The heroes of the world are all in the middle." ”

Diametrically opposed to the rainy winter capital, Tianlang County, located in the southwest, is bathed in the warm sun, and there is no shortage of hawkers, candy pinchers, ear pickers, these craftsmen who are rare to see on rainy days have re-recruited business. On a rare beautiful afternoon, the girls in flower jackets walked out of the boudoir and walked on the bluestone slab bridge in twos and threes, and their shy eyes circulated on the angular faces of the handsome little brothers passing by, and perhaps one of them would become a lover in the future. Across the sparkling, unmanned lake is the magnificent dragon general's mansion, the southern dragon general Mo Lin, who has a lot of leisure time, wrapped in a white-washed gray cotton jacket, is holding a cigarette gun and looking at the heroic young officer in front of him, I don't know what to think.

"This matter is left to me, general, please let go of a hundred hearts, don't say that the Cangyang bandits in the same realm as me, even if they are one higher realm, I have the confidence to take them down." The young officer clenched his fists with both hands, although he was asking for his life, he could still hear the high-spirited and confident taste.

"You're still too young. Mo Lin leaned on the rattan chair in a very comfortable posture and said with a smile, "That's the favor of Xianying, this favor is placed in the capital, it is equivalent to a letter of recommendation to enter the Tai Academy, what is the leader of the Crowque Ridge Fei Roar, that is, you take it seriously." ”

The young officer looked stunned and asked, "What does the general mean?"

Mo Lin got up and patted the young officer on the shoulder, and said, "I mean, I'm going with you, if it's really such a thief in the realm of the cave world, it doesn't hurt to give you this favor, but if there is any big trouble behind, I will be ready to wipe your ass on the first day of the Ye family after Lord Marshal." ”

"Even if there are people I can't beat, and there are several people from the Ye family to accompany me, how dare General Lao take action in person. ”

"The water in Cangyang is very deep, don't you forget that after the defeat of Huiyao, everyone thought that a large wasteland was fish and meat to be slaughtered, but we still put the life of the strangled general into it. Your family's worship doesn't have to be stronger than that of the Tempering General. Mo Lin looked at the speechless young general, raised his finger to point to the blue sky above his head, and continued: " Let's not talk about whether Cangyang has the legendary Jingsheng Realm, when the Tempering General died in the Chaos Domain, Lord Qi Xian was really angry, and went to retrieve the body in person, and he could get a way to survive under the hands of the first person in our Sunset, the domain master of the Chaos Domain is at least as cultivated as General Qin Tang, not to mention that in addition to him, there are also Chaohu, the city lord of Gray Stone City, the butcher of Overlord Terrace, and countless forces large and small, these guys are not good at stubble, as long as you encounter one, it is a dead end. ”

The young officer heard Mo Lin's words, his eyes only wandered for a moment before he regained his clarity, and said seriously: "The eldest brother once taught me that there is a great terror between life and death, and there is also a great opportunity between life and death,"

"Some words can be heard, some words can't be heard, what kind of character Lord Qi Xian is, I only know that he has let countless people appreciate the great horror between life and death, but no one has ever been given the great opportunity you said, to say a big disrespect, your eldest brother who has the strongest physique in heaven and earth, I am afraid that he does not know how the words 'between life and death' are written. Mo Lin said, "What you have to do now is to pack your luggage, set off tomorrow, and handle the matter of Cangyang first, and then talk about anything else." ”

"Okay, I'll send someone to call the big cow. ”

"No, the two of us are enough, bring the big cow, are you afraid that others will not recognize me. Mo Lin waved his hand and said.

"What does the general have to do with others when he goes to save people?" the young officer wondered.

Mo Lin didn't answer the officer's question, but instead asked, "After Mr. Xianying left that day, how did the matter that asked you to investigate progress?"

The young officer pondered, and said: "Yongye is the centurion of the garrison of Shuanglian Town, registered in Chishui City, Xingzhou, and was captured in Yaque Ridge on the way to rescue the mayor's daughter, and his life and death are unknown. ”

"If you don't know life and death, you are dead by default, Cangyang is dangerous, and the missing person is difficult to find, which is also understandable, but where did the pension issued by the martyr go, but it went to his relatives?"

"The pension totals 10,000 taels of official silver, and after it is allocated to Shuanglian Town, it will be ......"

"How?"

"Whereabouts unknown. The officer said in a deep voice.

"What a whereabouts unknown, now that the war is decreasing, there are people who want to make a fortune from the dead, I want to see how capable these bastards are, do they also want to slaughter me and sell me to Cangyang to make a windfall. Mo Lin stomped his foot lightly and turned to leave.

After Mo Lin left for a long time, the sweaty young officer realized that the flat and solid bluestone floor where the general had been standing had somehow turned into a layer of fine sand.