Ye Hongyu didn't speak, just looked at him quietly.

Ning Que looked at her and continued: "Longqing is alive, it will not do you any good to the Xiling Divine Temple, or to our Datang, and I have no way to kill him now, so I need you to take action personally." ”

Ye Hongyu suddenly said: "Since he has betrayed the temple, then he can no longer survive in Haotian's world, so he will definitely leave the Central Plains and enter the wasteland." ”

Ning Que said: "This is exactly what I'm worried about, the wasteland is vast, he took those fallen knights to hide in the Heavenly Abandoned Mountain, who can find him out again?"

"But if you want to leave the Central Plains and enter the wasteland, if you don't go from your Tang Kingdom, you must pass through the land of Guò Yan Kingdom, and I don't think Longqing and his subordinates can do it. ”

Ye Hongyu said: "Because you forgot that there is a person in the Yan country, compared to us, that person should be the person Longqing wants to kill the most, and the corresponding person also wants Longqing to die the most?"

"You mean Prince Chongming?"

Ning Que only knew at this time that the Xiling Temple had already made arrangements, but he still felt unreliable, and frowned and said: "Even if Prince Chongming can control the cavalry of the Yan Kingdom, they are all ordinary people after all, and I don't think he has the ability to kill Longqing." ”

Ye Hongyu said expressionlessly: "Even if you can't kill him, at least you can drag him for a while." ”

Ning Que understood something, and said, "The delay is naturally to wait for someone to arrive. ”

Ye Hongyu said: "Exactly. ”

Ning Que looked into her eyes and asked, "You go in person." ”

Ye Hongyu looked back at him calmly and said, "I'll go personally." ”

Ning Que suddenly breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Goodbye." ”

Ye Hongyu raised his eyebrows slightly, and said, "It seems that you don't want to see me appear in front of you." ”

"If it were any other time, I would be happy to make a good pot of tea, cut a few plates of beef, and have a long conversation with you, Lord Kamiza, until the candle is over...... But I'm really anxious right now. ”

"No matter how good the tea is, it can't be paired with beef, it should be paired with strong wine, as a disciple of the master. You would make such a mistake in the combination of ingredients, it seems that you are really in a hurry. ”

Ning Que looked down at the boots on his feet, thinking about the blood that the boots had stepped on yesterday, and said, "Yesterday in front of the Red Lotus Temple, Long Qing said that he might be the son of the Hades King. ”

Hearing this, Ye Hongyu laughed, but the hidden meaning in her smile was very complicated, she looked at Ning Que and said, "Now everyone in the world is guessing that you are the son of the Hades. It's just that there is no evidence. So neither our Daomen nor the Buddha Sect made a move, but you said that Longqing was?"

Ning Que raised his head, spread his hands and said with a smile: "At least judging from the stories of these years. Long Qing is more like the son of Hades than me, because he is darker than me and worse than me. ”

Ye Hongyu said: "This doesn't mean anything. You know, the reason why everyone is now speculating that you are the son of Hades is because the former Bright God Throne used his eyes to find you in Chang'an City. ”

Ning Que said: "But what he saw may not be true, in fact, the Xiling Temple finally denied his opinion back then, as evidenced by the fact that the Guan Lord personally suppressed him into the Hidden Pavilion." ”

Ye Hongyu looked at him quietly, and after being silent for a long time, he suddenly said, "But have you ever thought that if the Bright Divine Throne was just wrong back then. Why did the Daomen react so strongly? Why did the Guanzhu return to the realm of the world and personally suppress it? I don't know what happened back then, but I vaguely felt that this matter would not be so simple. ”

"Most things in the world, thinking is simple, thinking is complicated, thinking is complicated, the reason why the Lord personally suppressed Wei Guangming back then may be just because the old man is too obsessed. He still wants to set off a bloody storm in Chang'an City and kill his imaginary son of Hades, and the Lord of the Audience cares about the world and the Daomen, where will he be allowed to provoke another war between the Daomen and the Academy?"

Ning Que said calmly: "I've thought about these things, but you probably haven't thought about it. Even though Wei Guangming is the greatest seat of light in the Xiling Temple for a hundred years, light and darkness have always been beyond the realm of the human world. How could he see through such a hierarchical arrangement of the Hades?"

"Maybe the truth that Wei Guangming saw back then was just the truth in the mirror, so he mistook the falsehood for the truth, I was just an illusion cast by the Hades King in the world, a dummy in the mirror, but Long Qing was not in this mirror, he was the real side. ”

The door of the hall slowly opened, and the blazing torches were stirred by the air gushing out of the hall, and the light around the stone steps suddenly became a little uneasy.

The blood-red ruling robe was slowly fluttering in the night breeze, Ye Hongyu walked out with an indifferent expression, looking at her figure, everyone, including the red-clothed priest, hurriedly bowed and saluted.

Without any conversation with the priests in the Dao Palace, and without going to the palace to accept the visit of the Emperor of Qi, Ye Hongyu sat on the divine chariot and left with five hundred temple apologetic knights and dozens of subordinates of the Ruling Division.

At dusk, she left the Xiling Temple and descended to the capital of this earthly country, and it seemed that she had just made a special trip to meet with Ning Que and treat Sangsang.

The subordinates of the Adjudication Division, who had been silent all along, finally couldn't suppress the shock in their hearts anymore at this time, and looked at the dark window above the Dao Hall in confusion, thinking that they could actually let the Adjudication Divine Seat call them to come and go, it seems that the relationship between the Academy and the Divine Seat is unexpectedly close.

The burly Luo Kedi walked silently behind the god's chariot, he looked indifferently at the looming graceful figure in the god's veil, and the fanatical and greedy look in his eyes disappeared immediately.

He was obsessed with cultivating, hence the name Dao idiot, but you are really the Taoist idiot in the eyes of believers who is dedicated to cultivating the Tao and does not care about the world, and does not even know the fireworks of the world? He thought silently, he would actually use the power of the academy to make his position in the temple more and more stable, how could such a person really not know the fireworks of the world?

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The autumn breeze of the whole continent is gradually clearing, and the capital of Yan Kingdom, which is located in the north, is even more cold as winter has come, and the withered yellow leaves are blown by the wind on the quiet long street, and they are broken into powder with a crisp sound.

Since early morning, most of the streets in the capital of Yan have been under martial law, except for the armed army, there is no one to be seen on the street, even so, those soldiers still look extremely vigilant, standing with their backs to the street. Keep an eye on everything you can move in front of you, including the fallen leaves.

All of this qiē is because of the huge god chariot that moved slowly in the long street, which had just entered Beijing through the south city gate, and then went to the north city gate without entering the Yan Imperial Palace.

The divine chariot was gorgeous and huge, as if it was a moving Dao Temple, plus hundreds of Guardian Cavalry and dozens of powerhouses of the Ruling Division. Logically speaking. It should have walked very slowly, in fact, it did walk slowly at this point. However, the miraculous thing is that a few days ago, this god was still in the capital of Qi in the south, and at this time it appeared in the capital of Yan in the northernmost part. This in itself is almost miraculous.

The veil around the god is very light, and even if it hangs down countless layers like a cold willow in the fog on the shore of a lake in winter, it still cannot completely isolate the penetration of light and cold wind.

There was some cold in the god's chariot, and the breath turned into a hot mist, but Ye Hongyu was still wearing the thin blood-red divine robe, and his feet were lightly stepping on the velvet blanket, and he didn't seem to feel a trace of chill at all.

Prince Chongming tightened the robe on his body, trying to make his sitting posture more upright and respectful. Desperately not to look at the beautiful girl's ** jade feet, because he knew very well that although this girl was beautiful, after wearing this blood-red robe, her beauty already belonged to Haotian, and it was not something that mortals like himself could get close to.

Ye Hongyu looked at the weak man who was sitting a few feet away, and said in a cold voice: "You are very disappointed in me. ”

A bitter smile appeared on the corner of Prince Chongming's lips, and he said, "Lord Shenza." Although I also wanted to kill my younger brother, after all, he was also the son of his father, and he had many loyal subordinates in the Yan Kingdom, and most importantly, he was now a great cultivator of the Knowing Destiny Realm. Yan Guo's national strength is weak, and there is really no way to stop him. ”

Ye Hongyu said expressionlessly: "No matter how weak the country is. It's not something that a cultivator can resist, and as I said in my letter, if you can't stop him, you have to hold him back for a while. ”

"It's really not Chongming's disappointment to the gods. ”

Prince Chongming looked at the northern wilderness outside the city gate, his face showed extremely complicated feelings, and he muttered: "This time he went over there, and no one can stop him. ”

Ye Hongyu looked at the look on his face thoughtfully.

Prince Longqing and his fallen knights successfully broke through several lines of defense of the Xiling Temple, and after entering the territory of Yan Kingdom, it was even more as if they had melted into this land, and quietly crossed Chengjing and entered the wasteland.

In the eyes of many people, the pursuit of this apostate by the Xiling Temple can only end here, because even a thousand years ago, the Great Priest of Light apostatized, and the Daomen did not try to enter the wasteland to chase and kill.

Because that seemingly barren but actually rich land does not belong to the people of the Central Plains.

Haotian Shenhui has not completely covered it yet.

However, to everyone's surprise, the god of the ruling arch did not turn south in Chengjing City, but continued to march towards the wasteland.

The autumn wind became stronger and stronger in the wasteland, and at one moment, it actually blew all the heavy curtains around the god's chariot, and at this time, the priest was shocked to find that there was no longer the graceful figure of the judgment god's seat.

In the wilderness in the northwest of the Yan country, there is a mountain that is not very dangerous, there are hot springs in the mountain, and there is a thin lake on the side of the mountain that is as blue as the sea, and the lake is shaped like the waist of a beauty.

The autumn wind blew gently between the cliffs, and the blood-red robe on Ye Hongyu's body hunted and hunted, outlining a very charming waistline, just like the thin blue lake under the cliff, which can make countless people in the world willing to drown in it.

Looking at the fires on the shore of the blue lake in the distance, the expression on her face did not change in the slightest, just like ascending to the throne of the Judgment God, these are all things that are natural for her.

Since she promised Ning Que that she would personally kill that mad dog, she would definitely do it, whether she wanted to chase it to the end of the world or the cape, whether it was in the Central Plains or the wasteland.

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(I couldn't open it just now, and I was in a hurry to kill eight lives...... At this time, I went to dinner, and the third chapter was written before half past ten. ）