A night of spring rain and thunder.

It is still the Shanglin city in the wind and rain, there is still the salt gang busy in the port, there are still the boatyards swaying in the splashing rain, and the lights and prosperity of the royal capital along the Danube River extending to the mouth of the sea.

There are sleepless drinkers in the restaurant, the smell of wine that emits heat in the stove, the pedestrians who are not in a hurry to avoid the rain along the road, and the Baoluan carriage of the nobles who are not uncommon in the royal capital, as well as those armory workshops and elixir shops, always with a faint auspicious light.

It's still the same rock spring hall. Wang Zheng, the son of General Zuo Wang Zhao, feasted here for three days, and among these three days, the Yanchun Pavilion, which was a private room that was difficult to find even the upper nobles of the royal capital, was not open. Only those who are in positions and qualified in many wealthy families in the royal capital will be invited to attend.

As a result, the Yanchun Pavilion, which was bright day and night, became the focus of heated discussions among many people in Shanglin because of Wang Zheng's feast.

Although the spring rain is like oil but does not fall like money, you can still see the Yanchun Pavilion of General Wang's family industry showing a majestic silhouette in the rainy night, and the cars outside the door are like streams, parked in the same place, and there are those who keep coming, or those who come out of the museum to board the car and leave. But as soon as the first carriage left, a more luxurious one arrived to fill the vacancy, and naturally a young man or woman in brocade clothes stepped in with the help of others.

Opposite the Yanchun Pavilion is a commercial street in Shanglin, there is a small but exquisite tea shop on the street, these days, there will always be a teenager in the tea shop to the window on time, order a cup of Shanglin's famous Tanggou tea.

Because he is too accustomed to the many appearances of the teenager, and he is not conspicuous, it is easy to ignore him.

At this time, the young man had long been accustomed to the shopkeeper explaining to the new guests that only the fresh tea in Tanggou could be drunk in this season every year, and the fragrance of tea was overflowing with spring rain overnight, tasting the fresh tea in front of the table, but Yang Ze's mood was not so fresh, on the contrary, it was slightly heavy.

And in this heavy depression, there is also a vague feeling of excitement and blood surge. He felt the heart in his chest, beating lightly and violently.

It was the seventh day since the tea party that he had appeared nearby. In the past seven days, he basically did not receive any invitation from the Iwaharu Pavilion, and he hid in the night, quietly staring at the spectacular and huge building in the night.

Sometimes I get distracted, I feel that there is a strange place, countless people appear and leave in fresh clothes, and in that extremely luxurious occasion, talk about the wind and the moon and those hidden insidious and war under the peace.

Among these words, he has been observing the movements of Wang Zheng, the son of the great general Wang Zhao.

Yang Ze can't haunt the General's Mansion without hindrance, so he doesn't know about other people's food and clothing. It's just that Yang Ze has a clear grasp of the rules of living and traveling.

Putting aside the teacup, the banquet of the great general in the Iwaharu Pavilion, the largest industry in Shanglin, seemed to be coming to an end, and the men and women could be seen walking out one after another, getting into their respective carriages, and then all kinds of luxury cars outside the Iwaharu Pavilion were scattered in all directions, and sometimes it seemed that it could be regarded as a unique scenery of the royal capital.

After waiting for the outside carriage and horses to go about the same, there was some movement at that end, a car with two snow-white good horses, carefully carved wood, handmade atmosphere craftsman, at a glance the magnificent beautiful carriage, only to carry the nobles inside slowly set off.

Because the carriage was filled with spiritual talismans, the rollers were not as heavy as imagined on the bluestone pavement of Shanglin Street, and the BMW horses did not have to work hard to move forward, and the carriage was faster than ordinary cars.

I saw the carriage of the good horse out of the Iwaharu Pavilion and into the night.

Yang Ze threw a silver coin, then got up, and wrapped himself in a long robe, submerging into the smoke and rain outside the tea shop.

The boss who came forward to take the money would look at the back of the young man who had been drinking tea for a few days. Thoughtfully, although Tanggou tea picking is the best specialty of Shanglin City, it is expensive because it is scarce, and a cup of tea also costs a silver coin, which is not something that ordinary young men can afford. What's more, this young man is still sitting alone by the window, often watching from the outside.

But then the boss who figured out the boy's behavior quickly shook his head, although fresh tea picking is expensive, he is confident that his tea shop is much cheaper than those high-quality tea shops, this young man may love this kind of tea picking that only comes every spring, so he will come from the store to try it, which makes the boss can't help but feel a little inexplicably vain. As for why he used to sit by the window every time. It must be that the young couple who have broken up occasionally misses the old place and remembers the old days, so they are often a little troubled and sentimental.

In Shanglin City, there are too many young people of this age.

The white as snow galloping in the rainy night, the runes on the body of the carriage in the night gallop with a faint streamer, as long as the people along the road see, they are sure that it must be the nobleman's car, can ask the rune master to carve the spirit rune on the carriage, and if the rune wants to be used for a long time, it also includes the maintenance cost of the rune master, which is a large part of the later expenses.

Walking on Shanglin Street, which was gradually less crowded on a rainy night, suddenly a piercing sound rang out, and the dull and heavy feeling of the fierce friction between the wheels and the bluestone pavement pierced the sound of the rain.

At this moment, anyone who saw the carriage could see the two white horses standing on their hind legs, their upper bodies and front legs raised high, obviously braking extremely violently by the driver, and the blood marks on the good horse's body that were pulled by the belt could be seen.

The two horses landed on their restless limbs and snorted. The driver was horrified to find that on top of the one-and-a-half-person-high bronze tripod sculpture on Shanglin Street in front of him, there was a man in black.

He has a knife behind his back. An oblique line is worn from the waist, and the handle is perpendicular to the waist.

The man with the knife was wrapped in a black shirt, but the rain spread on his body, but there was no trace of any wetting, but before it fell on his body, it was evaporated into a swirling smoke. So the man in black stood on top of the bronze tripod, and his whole body seemed to be wrapped in a cloud of mist.

"Who are you, do you know whose car you are stopping, and you dare to be so presumptuous!" In front of the car were two men in strong suits, both of whom were cultivated in the five grades of Qihai, but they had the most abundant killing skills, and all the guards in the General's Mansion were the trusted soldiers of General Zuo Wang Zhao who had been fine-tuned from the front line and had experienced a hundred battles.

But even so, the other party's compelling spirit and courage to stop the car from the dark night proved that the comer was not good, and there was a dangerous atmosphere. made the guard who drove the car subconsciously clenched the sword he carried.

The masked black-clothed man slowly spoke, "Such a majestic Da Ye General's Mansion, it is precisely because there are many pampered people like you in my Flowing Frost Country that there are so many people like you who have not competed for an inch of merit in the east, and countless sons and daughters have been on the battlefield with blood. Those people deserve to die, and Daye's general deserves to die even more!"

After hearing that the other party was a cultivator from the Frost Country, the guards on the carriage of the General's Mansion had suddenly become nervous. Although they were shocked that General Qi Leyi was guarding the western Gongga Mountain, how could there be a cultivator from the Flowing Frost Country who had the audacity to cross Xiping and infiltrate the capital of King Daye to intercept the general's chariot.

But now it's too late to give them a chance to think.

With a loud shout, the guard on the side of the carriage drew his sword and jumped out of the carriage, crossed the distance from the other party in the face of the wind and rain, and slashed towards the other party with a murderous sword.

At the same time, another elite guard on top of the carriage immediately rode his horse, and the carriage rotated with extremely fast acceleration, roaring horses, and galloping towards the side of the block!

The black-clothed cultivator fell to the ground, drew the knife behind him, and staggered past the backhand and the guard facing him.

A canopy of blood was tied over his shoulder, and the battle-hardened guard clutched his blood-spurting abdomen and fell to the ground. Killed the enemy with a light injury, but at the same time, the black-clothed man who was a little surprised by the combat effectiveness of the general's mansion did not stop at all, and turned around, the long knife in his hand took off his hand, broke through the air, and drew an arc like a precision-guided missile, hitting the general's mansion running wildly in the distance carrying the car of Wang Zheng.

Countless debris flew from the carriage in a shocking blow, and the long knife apparently broke into the carriage and wreaked havoc. The four hooves of the two horses were cut off by Qi Brush, and the carriage with huge kinetic energy lost its talisman protection at the same time, returning to its previous bulky weight, and crashed headlong into the street wall with the carriage structure that was still being damaged by the continuous whirling of long knives.

The carriage shattered in an instant.

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