Although the ninth grade is not high, this is undoubtedly a step to the sky across classes for warriors from civilian backgrounds on the grassland!

The top 100 warriors, this is equivalent to directly breaking away from the civilian identity, advancing to the official body, and bringing the grand feat of the grace of the whole family!

Long live the mountains in the field, and the people's livelihood was boiling for a while.

The son of Han Yong looked at the field with a smile, but the heads of the major tribes were present, but they were all a little unnatural.

They frowned and thought: It turned out that His Majesty re-held the Guangling Martial Arts Festival, which had been abandoned for many years, actually fought this idea?

From now on, if Your Majesty held the Guangling Martial Arts Festival every year, promising heavy profits and fame, wouldn't it be necessary to merge the top warriors of their tribe into the imperial account of the Tuoba clan?

However, this time the martial arts festival was held so grandly that the entire northern land knew that His Majesty's holy grace was immense. If they don't allow the warriors of the tribe to participate in the competition, they will also lose the hearts and minds of their tribes.

Tsk, Your Majesty today. If you are really ambitious, you are not an idle person.

Who knew that at this time, under the chaos of cheering on the field, a shocking arrow was shot out of nowhere!

The surface of the arrow was coated with an unknown coating, so it was not reflected in the sunlight at all, and it was very secretive!

And the direction of the arrow!

It is the son of Handyong who is standing on the high platform with a smile!

At the first sound of the arrow, Ling or his ears moved slightly.

He suddenly rose up in the midst of the crowd!

The weapon hanging on the young man's waist was not unsheathed, and his body had already jumped up and rushed towards the son of Handyong.

——Finally, when the arrow arrived in front of Tuoba Hong, he used the "Shaoguang Wushuang" sheath infused with internal force and wrapped in cotton cloth to cut it off!

"—nail!"

Under the shock of the Holy King's internal force, he actually broke the arrow of the arrow cluster!

The body of the arrow and the arrow suddenly separated, and fell to pieces on the wooden plank of the high platform in front of the palace.

This shocking change only happened in an instant, and it disappeared into invisibility in an instant, but it has already frightened everyone present!

Tuoba Hong's eyes suddenly sharpened, and the angry exclamations of the attendants around him sounded in his ears:

"—Protect Your Majesty!"

"—There are assassins!"

"—Where are the Guards?"

A large number of Imperial Guards rushed to the front of the stage, and they all used their bodies and shields to block the emperor.

And the royal tents of the tribes in the stands around were also in a moment of panic, and the guards of each department clenched their swords one after another, tightly guarding the safety of their own masters in the big tent.

After Ling Or shattered the cluster of arrows, he first followed the direction from which the arrows came, looked at the mountains and forests that were hidden by the chaotic crowd in the audience, and then subconsciously looked at the big tent of the nobles of the Yuwen Ministry.

His gaze was separated by the sea of people, and Xie Zhao, who was immediately protected by Han Changsheng after the incident, lightly touched it, and saw that both of them were fine, so he turned his gaze back again.

Who knew that Ling or this time turned his eyes, and he inadvertently met the gaze of someone a few steps away.

- The Northern Dynasty Emperor Tuoba Hong's eagle-like eyes, for some reason, did not pay attention to the chaos in the field, but firmly locked on the pair of blades in Ling He's hand that were wrapped in cotton cloth and resisted cold arrows in front of his eyes!

The next moment, his eyes were red, and his bloodshot gaze fell on Ling He's face.

The gaze was like a blazing fire, as if he wanted to light the young man in front of him through his own gaze.

Ling He's eyes paused slightly, and he quietly retracted the double hammer in his palm back to his waist.

"Shaoguang Wushuanggong" is tightly covered with cotton cloth, and at first glance through the cloth bag, it is no different from two short swords or double swords, and it stands to reason that it should not attract the attention of the Emperor of Handyong.

However, Tuoba Hong's expression at this time made Ling He feel a slight subtle feeling in his heart.

It's like.

Did he recognize it?

Ling or frowned, how could this be.

Originally, the third round of the competition was about to begin, and he could have easily won the top spot of today's Guangling Martial Arts Festival and the opportunity to be met by the Emperor of Handyong.

Who knew that this assassin's assassination suddenly happened now, but I was afraid that the martial arts festival would be terminated halfway.

And although he is to save the driver, he is afraid that he will inevitably be interrogated by the Imperial Forest Army.

Ling or took a step back slightly.

He secretly said in his heart that it was a pity that when it came to assassinating the emperor, his identity could not withstand interrogation, so it was better to retreat as secretly as possible.

Who knew that he hadn't stepped on this step back, and a few steps away, the Emperor of Handyong, who was guarded by layers of Imperial Forest Army, suddenly pushed away the Imperial Forest Army in front of him, took two steps forward, and grabbed Ling He's wrist with one hand!

Ling or frowned.

It's not that he can't dodge, but before the situation is clear, he doesn't dare to dodge and resist for a while.

Otherwise, it is inevitable that there will be a suspicion of "being a thief with a weak heart" and will be taken down as an assassin.

When Takubahiro grabbed the boy's wrist, he seemed to be surprised by his subconscious actions.

He hastily let go of his hand, opened his mouth, and said:

"The warrior is not in a hurry to retreat, you have a meritorious service in saving the car today, and I will come to the emperor's tent with me, and I will personally reward you."

Ling He paused, made a hand-to-hand salute from the north in a proper manner, and silently observed the expression of the Emperor of Handyong.

"It's Your Majesty's blessings, and you don't dare to take credit for it."

But the son of Handyong refused to "let go" him.

He couldn't refuse to grab the young man's shoulder, and he was about to take Ling He to the imperial tent, but he didn't even care about the dangerous assassination.

"—Your Majesty!"

The attendant hesitated and said, "What about this assassin.?" ”

Tuoba Hong frowned, but the man did not look back.

The emperor said lightly: "If I have to personally arrange such trivial matters as arresting the assassins, what else do you want to do?"

There must be no mistake in ordering the Imperial Guards to arrest the Assassins. If you can catch it alive, reward it. If you resist stupidly, kill them. ”

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Tuoba Hong looked at the shadowy mountains and forests in the distance, and continued: "Hold accountable the tribe responsible for the arrangement of the mountains and forests today.

Those who held official positions and honors in the Hanyong Dynasty were all demoted by half a rank; The tribe in charge was fined 10,000 gold and ordered the eldest prince of the tribe to enter Guangling City to ask for greetings. ”

"Yes."

The attendant of the parables was bitter in his heart

His Majesty doesn't know what to do, but he knows it. This time, he was in charge of the defense of the mountains and forests, and was divided into the Ministry of Literature.

I heard that it was His Royal Highness Yu Wenyi, the younger brother of the "Lone Wolf Sword Immortal" and the second little king of Prince Xing's account, who was personally in charge.

went to the Ministry of Yuwen to ask for a fine, and ordered the eldest prince of the Ministry of Yuwenyu to go to Beijing to ask for guilt, such an errand that offended people, the attendant felt that his legs were weak when he thought about it.

But the emperor's order is difficult to do, and no matter how difficult it is to speak, he can only grit his teeth and grind.

On the other side, Tuoba Hong, the son of Handyong, had already dragged Ling He's arm and led him into the magnificent imperial tent ten meters away.

As soon as his servants entered the tent, he swept away all the servants and officials who were serving in the tent.

He even ordered the Imperial Forest Army outside the tent to retreat ten steps away from the big tent.

Ling or frowned.

Silently looking at the strange behavior of this Northern Dynasty Supreme, I don't know what he wants to do.

Isn't he afraid that he is really a fellow Assassin, approaching him in the name of retreating and rescuing the driver, and assassinating him again?

When the surroundings suddenly quieted down, Emperor Tuoba Hong finally turned to look at the young man in front of him.

He opened and closed his mouth, and it seemed extremely difficult to speak.

In the end, I settled down and asked what was in my heart.

"You are a disciple of Laojun Mountain of the Southern Dynasty, yes or no?"

Ling He was stunned for a moment, and the next moment his expression suddenly changed.

He quietly placed his palms on the cloth bag around his waist.

As long as the situation is not right, he will take the Son of Heaven hostage as soon as possible and take Xie Zhao and Han Changsheng out of the encirclement.

Seeing his expression change, Tuoba Hong immediately raised his hands and turned his palms upwards to show that he had no ill intentions.

"Don't be afraid. I don't have any ill intentions, otherwise I wouldn't have drunk the people who are close to me, would I? ”

Ling He looked at him in silence, but the hand holding the double gong slowly let go.

He frowned and asked straight in, "Your Majesty, how do you know that Zai Xia is a disciple of Laojun Mountain, and why do you have to call Zai Xia to enter the account alone." ”

Tuoba Hiroshi looked at him with a gentle gaze.

His eyes flashed with a warmth that Ling He didn't understand, and the bloodshot undersides of his eyes almost gave people the illusion that he was already in tears.

"Child, you haven't answered yet, are you a disciple of Laojun Mountain?"

Ling He was silent for a moment and nodded slightly.

"Yes."

"How old are you, and who is your master?"

Ling Or felt that the Handyong Heavenly Son in front of him was extremely strange.

But after a little hesitation, he thought that he also had something important to ask from him, so he said patiently:

"I'm nineteen years old, and my family teacher is the head of Laojun Mountain, and the people in the rivers and lakes call me 'Aurora Gong' Ling Jackdaw."

Who knew that when Tuoba Hong heard this answer, he was almost so excited that his eyes wept blood!

He muttered again and again, "Nineteen years old, I know Ling Raven's disciple, I know. Between your eyebrows and eyes, you can't be wrong! ”

Facing Shang Ling's deeply furrowed brows under doubt, Tuoba Hong suddenly lowered his head and smiled.

Then his wet gaze looked at the weapon wrapped in a cloth bag around the young man's waist.

"The weapon on your waist, though wrapped in a cloth bag to conceal it, cannot hide it from those who have seen it every day. This is Lao Junshan's famous weapon 'double mace'? ”

His eyes were filled with sadness and nostalgia, and the Son of Heaven, who should have been extremely respected, sighed softly.

"I once had a person who loved a lot, and I was once a disciple of your Laojun Mountain.

It was this weapon that she had hung from her waist every day. Therefore, although you have not shown your blade in front of the emperor, I can guess your master at a glance just by the shape of the white cloth. ”

There is no beginning or end to these words, but the ghost makes the gods worse, and Ling He is confused for some reason.

He was silent for a moment, and then silently took out one of the double hammers on his waist. Then he slowly withdrew from the cloth bag that covered it, leaking out the sheath under the cloth bag.

Handyong Tianzi was stunned and his eyes fell on the scabbard in the young man's hand, and then looked at the young man's eyebrows in a daze.

Although he had a premonition, when he saw this pair of gongs see the light of day again and really show it in front of his eyes, Tuoba Hong was still speechless for a while.

After a long time, he finally said with difficulty:

"What you have in your hand is really 'Shaoguang Wushuanggong'.

- So, is that you? You're but. Prudence? ”

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