In Linkang City in the middle of summer, the heat is pressing, there are people from outside the city gate, walking slowly in the streets, Liu Yiqing sits in the chariot, his eyes closed, and his expression is indifferent.

There are sparks shining everywhere in the city, illuminating the dark night dome, which is very beautiful to look at.

Liu Yiqing couldn't see, couldn't see those sparks, but could feel the real heat, and could hear the incessant cursing and screams.

It's not the rain in the spring breeze when Haotian left the world, the golden flowers that fell to the ground, not the thousands of bright lights during the spring festival, but someone is setting fire and someone is killing.

The city in the night is a dark sea, thousands of dazzling flames floating on the sea, Linkang City has not fallen, but it has fallen.

The devout Haotian believers smashed open the homes of Protestants and kept killing. In the months before, many Protestants had left the city with their families, and the fanatical believers had nowhere to vent their anger, so it became a natural choice for them to set fire to the mansions left behind by the sinners.

There are dead people everywhere, there are tragic screams everywhere, and those who kill and those who are killed are all Southern Jin people, but in the name of faith, who will remember this?

Liu Yiqing's face still had no expression, sitting on the chariot with his eyes closed, as if he was about to fall asleep, perhaps because the chariot kept shaking, very much like a shaking bed.

It was carried by four ordinary servants, not a disciple of the Sword Pavilion, and there was not a single disciple of the Sword Pavilion around the chariot, and all the disciples of the Sword Pavilion were not in Linkang, nor in the Sword Pavilion, but on the road.

All the disciples of the Sword Pavilion moved north with Chen Pipi and thousands of Protestants. According to the original plan, at this time, it should have been close to the Song Realm, getting closer and closer to the Tang Kingdom.

Tonight's Liu Yiqing, there is only one person - although he is a strong person in the realm of knowing fate, it is impossible to change the fate of the city, he is going to meet his own fate.

The screams and the sound of killing were gradually left behind by Xiao Yuan, and the closer to the imperial city, the quieter it became, and for the time being, no believers came here to make trouble, and no house was on fire. The streets are dark.

Dark streets on both sides. There were countless sounds of rapid breathing, and the occasional sound of weapons and armor clashing, and these sounds contained infinite danger.

Liu Yiqing naturally heard clearly, but he didn't do anything. There was no wary look on his face. He knows people who can make himself heard. Absolutely do not dare to shoot at yourself.

Yes, the Southern Jin Dynasty is known as the second most powerful country in the world, and its military strength is strong. But no one dared to make a move against him, and Xiao Yuan walked from the west of the city to the front of the imperial city, and not a single soldier dared to move.

Because he is the younger brother of the Sword Saint Liu Bai, he is the master of the Sword Pavilion today, he once entered the palace with a single sword to kill the emperor of the Southern Jin Dynasty, these years, he is the last spirit and courage of the Southern Jin Dynasty.

The Imperial City was shrouded in night, without a single light, and it was extremely dark and very dead.

Stopping, Liu Yiqing slowly raised his head and looked at the closed city gate, he was already blind, but his eyes seemed to be through the white cloth in front of him, about to cut the city gate.

His right hand left his knee and landed on the hilt of the sword beside him.

The four people who carried the chariot fled into the night with frightened faces on their faces.

Liu Yiqing knows very well that the real danger, or his final fate, is in this quiet imperial city.

A few months ago, the spring breeze and rain, the big ship sailing to the kingdom of God, completely changed the situation in the world, the Xiling Temple issued an edict, the whole world began to kill Protestantism, the Southern Jin Dynasty from the royal family to the military to the ordinary people, all completely fell to the Xiling Temple, the dark tide has become a raging tide.

No one has the power to recover, if Liu Bai is still alive, with his supreme prestige and unimaginable strength realm in the Southern Jin Dynasty, or it can, but Liu Bai is already dead.

He's just Liu Bai's younger brother.

Faced with this raging tide, he had only two choices: go or die.

He chose to stay, that is, to die.

The heavy city gate opened silently, the sound of hooves was loud, and hundreds of heavy cavalry of the Southern Jin Dynasty with full armor rushed out of the imperial city, with iron spears like a forest, and the cold light was pressing.

Hundreds of torches suddenly stopped on the imperial city, like hundreds of rockets hitting the sails of ships at night at the same time, and the dark night sky was instantly illuminated, like day, and even a little dazzling.

The emperor of the Southern Jin Dynasty, escorted by dozens of masters, came to the top of the city wall, looked at Liu Yiqing and shouted: "Dead blind, tonight is your death!"

The current emperor of the Southern Jin Dynasty is very young, and Liu Yiqing killed the previous emperor of the Southern Jin Dynasty and chose the youngest son of the deceased to succeed him, thinking that he was very young and not so troublesome.

Now that a few years have passed, the little emperor is still the little emperor, but it is obvious that he has become very troublesome now, and the fear and hatred of the Southern Jin royal family towards the Sword Pavilion are reflected in his words.

The little emperor's face was very pale, because he was very afraid of the blind man in front of the imperial city, and his pale cheeks contained an abnormal crimson red, because he thought that the blind man was about to die, so he was very excited.

His voice trembled violently, for he was scared and excited, and the incandescent light from hundreds of torches made his eyes squint and look intoxicated.

Liu Yiqing did not squint to show disdain or contempt, because he was blind, and there was no emotion on other parts of his face, because real disdain could not be seen.

"You can't kill me. ”

Liu Yiqing said, his expression calm, because what he stated was the truth - whether it was the hundreds of heavy horsemen pouring out of the palace gate, or the dozens of cultivators who worked for the emperor at the head of the city, it was impossible to kill him.

If this can kill him, how could the emperor of the Southern Jin Dynasty be killed by him back then.

The little emperor's face became ugly, he knew very well that no one could save Liu Yiqing tonight, but he couldn't refute Liu Yiqing's words, because the person who could kill Liu Yiqing was not his person.

The ground in front of the Imperial City trembled slightly, it was a tremor from afar, followed by a slight crackling sound in the air, and the sound of horses' hooves as heavy as thunder.

Liu Yiqing knew that two thousand Xiling Temple apologetic cavalry had arrived.

In front of the imperial city, which was as bright as day, it suddenly dimmed, and along with the night, there were dozens of priests of the Xiling Temple, and the one who walked in the front was an extremely thin middle-aged Taoist.

The middle-aged Taoist surnamed Zhao Mingsi Shou, the current Xiling Temple Heavenly Oracle Division, he has a more important identity - the second son of the Nanhai Great Priest ** Hai.

Liu Yiqing didn't look at Zhao Sishou, but looked at the deep night.

Zhao Sishou is a strong person in the South China Sea Knowing Destiny Realm, but Liu Yiqing does not have him in his eyes, only the dark night.

I don't know who was in that dark night.

Liu Yiqing looked at the night and asked, "The temple is ready to directly interfere in world affairs?"

A voice came from the night: "This was originally started by you." ”

Liu Yiqing thought about it and agreed with this statement. The curtain of the new era was first lifted by him, so let him completely open this curtain tonight.

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(After two months, I finally came back, thank you for your concern and greetings, the specific problem, I have not reported in detail, because after all, it is a private matter, I asked for leave, I think it is not suitable to say too much to annoy everyone, I said before, find time to talk about it at the end of the year, then wait, there are indeed a lot of feelings, I was hospitalized for the first time in my life, and now all the details of life have changed, and many hobbies have said goodbye, some novelty, to think better, this is also a good thing, you can live a different life.) In terms of work, I will start doing it slowly, and it will be slower, and it may not be updated every day, and I will adjust it after getting used to it. In addition, today's chapter does not continue the chapter name of the first two chapters, it is a good intention to have a new start, I wish everyone a good qiē, please be sure to exercise more, a low-sugar, low-fat and low-salt diet, very important, really, more important than anything else, swimming or something is the best. (To be continued......)