Earlier today, the streets of Haizhou.

The news that His Royal Highness is going to Huishui Bay to inspect since leaving the palace has already been reported, and it is not an exaggeration to describe the main urban area of Haizhou City as empty alleys.

People are like flowing water, and when the vast majority of people have gathered in the direction of the bay, the streets in the distance seem deserted.

But there are still occasional people on the deserted streets.

A woman with high braids walked forward step by step on the sun-scorched stone pavement, as if trying to measure the width of the streets and alleys of Haizhou with her own steps.

She didn't seem to have any destination, but after coming to the end of a street, she randomly chose a side at the next fork in the road to continue going.

This is often the case of waiting for someone.

Jiang Ningyun is indeed waiting for someone.

After about two pillars of incense, when the scorching sun hung at the highest point in the sky, she suddenly stood still.

"Your Excellency."

A man's voice came from the other side of the street, Jiang Ningyun took a deep breath, but he didn't look back.

"Lord Chief, I should have been by His Highness's side today."

Yang Facai's figure turned out from the end of the street, looking polite and walking with a smile on his face.

One step, two steps.

After he took about four or five steps, Jiang Ningyun's fingertips moved slightly.

"Bang!"

The roadside in front of Yang Facai suddenly collapsed, the stone slab was lifted and scattered, and the raindrop-like fragments exploded, like thousands of hidden weapons in the direction of Yang Facai.

He didn't dodge, he just stood still, letting the splinters hit him, and even his cheeks were scratched with a few blood marks from the flying stone shards.

Of course, this little injury is not fatal, but it also expresses Jiang Ningyun's meaning very clearly.

He shouldn't have come any closer.

"Your Excellency is not by His Highness's side, but he is here, is it possible that the Fa Si will not be by His Highness's side?"

Yang Facai was still smiling, his already somewhat blessed face was now bloodstained, like a statue of Maitreya Buddha splashed with blood.

"You have no way out."

Jiang Ningyun turned his back to Yang Facai and looked at the sky: "You think you can take refuge in the Blood Port, but you don't know that the Blood Port is also a civil strife. ”

"Bloodport is indeed a mess."

Yang Facai sighed: "Although we knew that Pei Cang's control over the Blood Port was average, so we went to contact Zhan Taiyi and them, but we didn't expect them to be able to turn their faces with Pei Cang so decisively, and the plan is not as good as changing." ”

"Even so, you still want to fight?"

Jiang Ningyun's voice became serious.

Yang Facai sighed: "What if you don't do it?" The attitude of the three divisions towards the Great Banner Gate has been revealed, if we stop here, I am afraid that the upper and lower nine clans will be killed in the Dingfa Pavilion, and they will never see the light of day, what chance can they have? ”

He raised his chin slightly, looked at the sky that Jiang Ningyun had been looking at, opened his hands behind his back, and raised his voice like a speech: "Lord Director-General!" You must also know that since the Jingzong Dynasty, the Simeng Descending Thing has been cut off, and His Royal Highness is now a wasted person, when the Taka God Emperor failed to ascend the ladder, and the countries in the world are the time of great changes! ”

Yang Facai clenched his palms into fists violently, so hard that even several green tendons burst on his forearms: "At this moment, it is the time of séance, the time when the torrent of history washes away all beings, at this time, isn't a godless country like a bottomless ship, which will be sunk to the bottom of the sea sooner or later?" Isn't it like a dead tree with broken roots, which can only hang and die?! ”

A storm wrapped around Yang Facai's body, the smile on his face finally disappeared, and he put his hands flat in front of him with a resolute expression: "Lord General Division, the Law Division, no, the three divisions should already know that Simeng has no gods to come to the world, everyone is scattered, and each of them has nothing to do with each other, what's wrong with finding their own branches?" If you have to struggle on this dead tree that doesn't bloom, what the hell can't you think about?! ”

"Okay."

Jiang Ningyun suddenly spoke, with a smile on his face: "You guys are really good, sometimes I am only glad, glad that there is no one of your bannermen in the law department, otherwise I really don't know if I can cope with it." ”

"What do you mean?"

Yang Facai asked in a deep voice.

The side surnamed Han has already let Yang Churan go, and now the biggest obstacle in Haizhou Daqimen is the general director of the National Law Department in front of him.

If she intervenes, I am afraid that the price will be much more painful.

"Isn't this praising your banner door and praising you Yang shopkeeper?"

Jiang Ningyun smiled softly: "If you say that others don't know, forget it, since Zhong Sheng broke in Haizhou seven years ago, you bite this opportunity to climb the Lantai family, Tangtai originally thought that you were just a sect that tended to be attached to the flames and chose sides, and it was up to you to come, but what he didn't expect was that before that, you had a plan to turn your back on Simeng and become a god yourself!" ”

"You asked your niece Yang Churan to marry Shantai Ming, the picture is nothing more than the descending thing in the hands of the Shantai family, the immortal rite Chongyang crown, isn't that so?"

Jiang Ningyun finally turned around and stared at Yang Facai's eyes: "As the son of the General Department of the National Army, Si Yang has not succeeded in being a matchmaker with the Tangtai family for so many years, don't you know what the reason is?" Aren't you pushing your niece into the fire pit?! ”

"So what?"

Yang Facai spread his hands: "He can't find a carrier for the Taitai family, and he is a freak with a habit of breaking his sleeves, why do you want to let the falling things be dusty?" If the old man of Shantai honestly takes over the family affairs and lets Chu Ran do the carrier, in the end, even if Simeng is finished, at least the National Soldiers Division, at least the Yang family and the Shantai family can still survive! ”

Jiang Ningyun sneered after hearing this: "Yes, it's a pity that you didn't expect that even if you are a freak with a habit of breaking your sleeves, it is not a plaything at your mercy, Tan Taiming tore up the marriage contract for Zhan Taiyi, and in order to save Zhan Taiyi's life from his own old man, even the Chongyang crown was given to him, and he has already taken the crime of bullying the king, whether it is a man or a woman, he has already done his duty." ”

She raised her hand and pointed at Yang Facai's head: "Only you, like a wild dog that smells the smell of meat, chased after the descendant and turned back to the Blood Harbor, counting on Zhan Taiyi to borrow the Chongyang Crown to make Pei Cang a god, so that you can live in the position of a watchdog, and now the Blood Harbor is infighting, and you have taken off your abacus!" ”

"Either get on the boat that becomes the greatest hope of becoming a god, or you are desperate, you swing back and forth, and in the end, isn't it a matter of course?"

Jiang Ningyun took a deep breath: "Until now, Yang Churan, the carrier of your Great Banner Gate, has been sentenced to death, and it is difficult to fly, and neither Simeng nor the Blood Port will allow you, what tricks can you toss?" ”

"Hah!"

Yang Facai laughed: "Jiang Ningyun, today I just want you not to interfere, now that my Daqimen has taken back the Chongyang Crown, if you don't want to make enemies for the Jiang family and the National Law Division, you should know that at this time, you have to let Chu Ran try it yourself." ”

He glared angrily, and shouted in a voice that was almost like an angry roar: "If she becomes a god, the Daqimen will let the Fasi have a way to live!" If she falls, the Haizhou of the National Soldiers Division will be buried with the Great Banner Gate, no matter what, it will be beneficial and harmless to your National Law Division, what are you still thinking about and don't understand how to intervene? ”

A bright yellow light lit up from Yang Facai's arms, and the Chongyang Crown, which was difficult to find everywhere, finally appeared in his arms, holding in his hands full of jewels and jade rings full of wealth.

"Here's what happened! The carrier of the Great Banner Gate is just before the Holy Drive! ”

The smile on Yang Facai's face had been distorted by excitement: "Open, open!" Bet on General Secretary Jiang and see if it is the Daqimen who will be killed, or Yang Churan will be annihilated with Haizhou! ”

Jiang Ningyun sighed, and finally looked back at Yang Facai.

A hint of sorrow flashed in her eyes, and she raised her hand slightly, pulling out her light and delicate hairpin from the back of her head.

"Isn't there a Simeng plate? I'm going to bet on Si Mong. ”

"Simeng is already a dead end! The surname Han can't become a god, you three divisions can't find a carrier, do you really want to look forward to this dead tree-like Simeng, and wait for the surname Han to bloom again? ! ”

The golden light became brighter and brighter, and the air was filled with distant noises and shouts of killing.

"I want it."

Jiang Ningyun took a step forward and raised her head slightly.

"I want the flowers to bloom."

(End of chapter)