Linghu Minzhi didn't go far before he was stopped by Tiqi.

Thanks to his preparedness, he came with a pass, so he was not arrested on the spot. However, after such a delay, he was a little farther away from Wuji, so he had to urge the horse to hurry.

He didn't go far, he was stopped by the halberd again, inquired, checked the pass, checked the appearance, and when these formalities were completed one by one, even the back of the giant turned into a faint little black dot.

Along the way, Ling Hu Minzhi was stopped five times by the cavalry and the halberd.

Alarmed by the giant's footsteps, but didn't have time to stop them, the cavalry and the halberd were very annoyed. On duty on Chinese New Year's Eve, not being able to reunite with my family is enough to be heartwarming. When they encountered such an arrogant magnate again, they ran wild on the street with giants, without even a little cover, they couldn't pretend not to see it if they wanted to, and the bad mood can be imagined.

However, they are also unwilling to step forward to intercept them, if they really want to stop them, it may not be a good thing, and they may even be scolded. Therefore, although they shouted fiercely, they did not act actively.

Since the other party is going to the outskirts of the city, getting farther and farther away from the imperial city, even if there is anything, it will not reach the ears of the Son of Heaven. In that case, why bother to catch up with the mold?

However, it was different for Linghu Minzhi. They were full of violent, strictly investigated, and couldn't wait to knock Ling Hu Minzhi to the ground first, and Haibian to dissipate their anger.

Ling Hu Minzhi inexplicably became Wuji's scapegoat and received a lot of reprimands.

Until the outskirts of the city, there were fewer and fewer Praetorian Guards patrolling, so that Hu Minzhi could catch up with Wuji.

Seeing Linghu Minzhi and Du Yu catching up. Wuji was surprised: "What are you doing here?"

"Why are you going?" Ling Hu Minzhi suppressed his anger and asked anxiously, "Are you going to kill Shi Dalong?"

"Do you think I'm shopping?"

"Can't go. Linghu Minzhi caught up and tried to stop in front of Mowgli. But looking at the giant's long legs, it is estimated that even if he grabs the front, he may not be able to stop it, but he will only end up with a fracture and give up again. "Shi Dalong has more than 300 dead soldiers, and with one enemy and 100 soldiers, you have no chance of winning. ”

Mowgli smiled.

"Mowgli, look up. "It's a big deal. Pointing to the sky: "Do you see anything?"

"What's there?"

"There are enemies you can't see or think of. Linghu Minzhi said loudly: "General Yingyang has thirteen master attendants by his side, known as the Thirteen Eagle Attendants. The weakest is also the fifth order of the Xuan Realm. Do you know what the strength of the fifth order of the Xuan Realm is?"

Wuji didn't say anything, just adjusted his eyesight and glanced at the air again.

He saw three red dots, gliding through the air. Against the backdrop of flickering firecrackers and fireworks in the sky, they resemble three shooting stars.

This should be the thirteen eagle servants mentioned by Ling Hu Minzhi, it seems that Yin Jiao thinks very highly of himself, and actually sent three of them at once.

He knew what the strength of the fifth order of the Xuan Realm was, and Ying Yiran was now the fifth order of the Xuan Realm. He had also seen the appearance of Yin Xuan, the third-order of the Xuanjing, and according to the calculation of doubling his strength by upgrading to the first order, he did not doubt it at all when he said that the eagle attendant of the fifth-order Xuanjing could mention a giant.

But. This couldn't stop him from moving forward, if he didn't even have the courage to face the fifth-order Eagle Attendant of the Xuan Realm, how could he face Yin Jiao, the Eagle Yang General who was said to have been at the peak of the Xuan Realm for many years?

"The one who stands in my way. Die!"

Mowgli patted Mu's shoulder and stuffed a thin piece of purple-blooded dragon zhi into his mouth, letting him hold it under his tongue, adjusting his breath and preparing for battle.

Lin Fei and the stone were concocted in the same way.

After dozens of miles of running, their muscles and bones have been moved. Qi and blood are boiling, and it is the best time to be in the best condition. Contains one slice of purple-blooded longishi. To replenish the vitality, in order to adjust the state to the peak state, and break through the interception of the dead in one fell swoop.

With one enemy and one hundred, we must fight quickly.

"Thanks for the reminder. Wuji smiled at Ling Hu Minzhi: "You guys stay away, so as not to get in the way." ”

Linghu Minzhi was stunned for a moment, Wuji and the others had already run far.

"Du Yu, am I wasted? ”

Du Yu licked his lips: "My lord, the peak of the spiritual realm, of course it is not a waste, but it is ......"

"Don't say it, I know. "Ling Hu Minzhi was very devastated. "Du Yu, as an attendant, even in front of the master, sometimes has to take care of the child. ”

"I don't think that's what adults need. ”

"Uh, okay. Ling Hu Minzhi sighed: "Let's go to the White Horse Temple to see if the Seven Princes are there." ”

......

The White Horse Temple is a famous temple in Xianyang, Buddhism entered Daqin, and the first temple built was the White Horse Temple, and it was built by the royal family, and the scale of the momentum was not comparable to ordinary temples.

All Buddhist temples have towers, and the White Horse Temple is no exception, and it has the tallest tower in the south of the city.

Standing on the pagoda, you can see movement within ten miles. The post house where Wuji is staying, Jingyangli, where the Jing family is located, and the Shi family are all within sight, so they are the most suitable places to monitor.

The Seven Princes dared to sit by the railing, drowsy. The folding fan was crumbling, but it never hit the ground.

Ying dared to be in a bad mood.

Usually, he also likes to go to Buddhist temples to hang out, visit monks to discuss the Dharma, eat fasting meals, and drink tea. But today is different, today is Chinese New Year's Eve, and the Son of Heaven wants to gather the princes and grandsons in Beijing to observe the New Year together. All year round, today the family can happily stay together, talk, and have a reunion dinner.

But he was sent here by the queen mother, eating a fast without oil and water, and had to brave the cold wind, staying alone on the pagoda, waiting for the possible Mowgli, waiting to take back the token in his hand.

Will he come? Knowing that Shi Dalong had summoned three or four hundred dead soldiers to fight with him, it would be crazy if Wuji would come. At this time, he didn't hide in the natural residence, eating dumplings and drinking wine, but he wanted to rush to fight with Shi Dalong?

No matter how you look at it, this is a bit unreliable.

"Your Highness, look. Hidden in the darkness, he suddenly rushed to Ying Dangdang's side and pointed to the dark sky.

"What?" Ying dared to raise her eyelids weakly. Glancing at the dark sky, he was stunned and got up. "Eagle?"

"It's the Eagle Squire. ”

"Hey. Could it be that the two goods are really here?" Ying Dangdang suddenly became excited and geared up. "This is really enough, how could my sister fall in love with such a brainless guy?"

To stay silent, tilt your head slightly, and listen intently.

"Your Highness, someone is coming. ”

"Who?"

I didn't say anything when I wanted to leave a feather, but I just held the hilt of the sword. When I walked to the top of the stairs, my feet were not bad. His face is calm and his eyes are sharp.

After a while, footsteps rang out and two people walked into the stupa.

"Under the order of Fox Minzhi. Ask to see His Royal Highness the Seventh Prince. ”

Ying dared to be stunned, exchanged a look with Yaoli Yiyu, and nodded. To leave a feather to lift his breath and drink: "His Royal Highness has an order, and he ordered one of the Hu Min to climb the tower." ”

"Your Highness. Linghu Minzhi responded, signaled Du Yu to stay under the tower, and climbed the pagoda step by step. He didn't walk fast, and every step was steady, making sure that the footsteps were clear and steady.

After the thirteenth-level pagoda was climbed, Hu Minzhi stood in front of Ying Dade. The face is not red, the breath is not panting, and the bow is bowed.

"Linghu Linghu Minzhi. Meet His Royal Highness the Seventh Prince. ”

"What are you doing here?" Ying dared to say with a smile: "For the New Year, I don't stay at home to keep the New Year, but I came to the White Horse Temple, saw through the red dust, and planned to cut my hair and become a monk?"

"Come and accompany Your Highness. Ling Hu Minzhi smiled slightly: "If you can be in the same temple with Your Highness, please benefit from time to time." It's not bad to cut your hair and become a monk. ”

"Hahaha......" Ying dared to laugh and patted her palms with a folding fan. "The Linghu family finally has an interesting person. ”

"Compared to Mowgli. Toshiyuki isn't interesting. Ling Hu Minzhi walked to the railing and pointed in the direction of the historian. "Your Highness, a good show is about to take place. ”

"Tragedy or comedy?"

"Of course, it is a comedy that is one against a hundred, the weak defeats the strong, and everyone is happy. ”

"Everyone is happy?" Ying dared to blink, glanced at Ling Humin, and laughed silently. "I'm afraid not. ”

......

Shi Dalong sat stiffly on the chair, his hands tightly gripping the armrests. The sweat of the palms of his hands soaked Huanghuali, the armrests were cold, they seemed to be frozen, and the cold air penetrated into the bones, making Shi Dalong's palms numb, and even his scalp was a little numb.

The golden ticket worth thousands of gold has been exchanged for a small denomination golden ticket by him. On the night of Chinese New Year's Eve, recruit subordinates for dozens of miles around to fight the enemy, and no excitement is not enough.

Shi Dalong knew that the prestige of his sect master was crumbling, and if he didn't show some courage, the hearts of the people of the Dead Gate would be scattered.

For this reason, he not only took out all the bounties, but also took out a thousand gold, and used heavy bounties to boost the morale of his subordinates. Just wait for Wuji to be killed, and reward him for his merits, and let his subordinates go home with the bounty for the New Year.

Or a bereavement pension.

This is already destined to be a loss-making business, Shi Dalong is in pain, but he has to do so.

For the survival of the door of death, but also for the survival of his Shi Dalong.

Three hundred and twenty-one dead soldiers, against a country boy, this battle is definitely the first time in the history of the Dead Gate, and it is estimated that it will be the last.

Shi Dalong still hasn't figured out why he has come to this point. I don't have a deep hatred with Wuji, it's just a small conflict, how did it become a battle of life and death?

Did I kick the iron plate, or was that country boy a newcomer who didn't know whether he was alive or dead?

Looking at the subordinates around him who had straight waists, Shi Dalong's heart that was beating a little irregularly slowly calmed down, and the corners of his mouth even provoked a self-deprecating smile.

Three hundred and twenty-one people against four people, and I am still so nervous, I am really not a qualified master of the door of death, or even a qualified man of death.

At this time, there was a sound of thunder, which quickly approached from both sides behind him, and in a moment he came to the vicinity of Shi's house.

The thunder rolled in, the earth shook, and Shi Dalong turned around, his teeth that had just been loosened gurgle.

Two huge figures appeared behind the courtyard walls on both sides, looking down on Shi Dalong and the dead soldiers in the courtyard condescendingly.

"Boom!" There was a loud bang, and the tall courtyard wall on the west side collapsed, crushing the dead soldiers standing against the wall under the wall.

"Boom!" There was another loud bang, and the courtyard wall on the east side was also pushed down by the giants, and more than a dozen dead soldiers were crushed under the wall.

In the smoke and dust in the sky, two giants broke into the historian's house, like a god descending-

(To be continued)