Imperial City, East City Gate.

The magnificent city wall stretches for thousands of miles, and is hundreds of feet high, like a moat.

The gate tower itself is like a small city.

Overlooking the clouds, I already feel the magnificent waves in my heart, and when I land on the ground, I feel even more magnificent.

Above the city gate tower, the armor was tight, and the golden light was shining.

It is full of golden armor, especially like a heavenly soldier descending to the mortal world.

If there is no baptism of military power in Tianmen Pass, if it is directly facing the imperial city, Changqing will also be pressed by this battle.

"There are really a lot of heavenly and human realms, and Wei Shen is really embarrassed to come to this imperial city to be the deputy commander of the forbidden army." Changqing said with a smile.

Even Wei Lianxing had a sense of seriousness at this time, but seeing Changqing so relaxed and comfortable, he admired it even more in his heart.

"I even suspect that he deliberately wanted to stay outside a little longer under the guise of transporting the big array." Evergreen Road.

"My lord, you still have to go to the Imperial Town Prison Prison, I think that your majesty will summon you in the next few days to ask the court." Wei Lianxing arched his hand and said.

"Who will interrogate me when I go to prison? Zhao Zhen? Changqing asked.

"My lord laughed." Wei Lianxing said in a low voice: "For adults, this kind of transition has no form, just a rhetoric. ”

After a pause, Wei Lianxing said again: "I have already arranged it and left Zhao Fusheng's residence to the adults." ”

"Zhao Fusheng? Accommodation? Am I not going to jail? ”

"My lord, Zhao Fusheng has a place to live in the prison."

"Why?"

Wei Lianxing thought for a moment before replying: "Nominally, I often make trouble, but secretly it's for cultivation, but in fact I don't know." ”

Changqing looked at Wei Lianxing with interest, nodded and asked, "After more than seven years, will you go to heaven?" ”

Wei Lianxing was stunned for a moment before replying: "You must always consolidate some cultivation, since you can't be guided by the Heavenly Realm through the wind and clouds, there are always too many risks in climbing the Yunhai Stone Tablet Mountain." Moreover, without a solid foundation, heaven may not be good. ”

"Remember to look for me." Changqing said.

Walking along the official road towards the imperial city, Wei Lianxing followed Changqing closely, as if walking on a road to heaven.

Baili Jingming and Shangguan Yu also followed.

The prosperity of the imperial city can be seen from the people who enter and leave the city, just an ordinary road, just like a lively bazaar.

Everyone carries a copy of the Red Mansion Daily with them. Some of them read it repeatedly and discussed it with their companions, while others wore it directly around their waists to prove that they had also read the Red Mansion Daily.

The landing of the heaven-level magic weapon flying boat did not attract too much attention from them.

As the people of the Imperial City, they have seen too much.

The only thing that surprised them was the atmosphere of the city gate, which was very wrong.

Several of the strongest prison envoys who had never met each other on weekdays were chatting at the gate of the city.

Several old women in palace costumes are expressionless like zombies, and their bodies are full of coldness that seems to be able to seep into other people's bones.

Two scholars shook their heads on the side of the road, chanting poems against each other.

There is also a gold-armored general, in front of the public, wiping the golden spear.

Many people had gathered at the gates of the city, people from all walks of life, and they were all looking forward to something, as if they were expecting something.

The flow of people is like a dragon, and gradually, the prison envoys, old women, scholars, and generals have all discovered Changqing and others in the flow of people.

Under the traction of the qi machine, the passers-by next to Changqing and the others were uncomfortable for a while, and they stayed away or stopped.

Fang Lin had already come to the city gate and waited for a long time, he was standing in the middle of the road, and the fierce momentum exuded from his body made passers-by dare not whisper.

Nangong Lianxue came a little earlier than him, and looked at Fang Lin at this time, sighing in his heart.

Looking at Changqing, who was getting closer and closer, Nangong Lianxue was full of emotion.

She was the first of the four heavenly arrogances in the Imperial City to come into contact with Changqing, but she still felt that Changqing was very mysterious, so mysterious that it was terrifying.

"The Monarch of the Former Dynasty", she has already received news from her aunt, but this is not the case.

"The Old Demon Evergreen" is even more shocking, Hua Lingxiu and Bishui Hanjiao will sign and testify?

Whether Changqing has anything to do with the previous dynasty, in Nangong Lianxue's opinion, most of them are not.

So here's the problem, Hua Lingxiu, Bishui Hanjiao, but they are on the side of Changqing!

The fifth demon in the Hundred Demon Mountains and Forests! This is even more frightening.

Nangong Lianxue knew that the battle at the east gate of the imperial city might be because of "The Monarch of the Former Dynasty", but even more because of "The Old Demon Evergreen"!

Zhao Fusheng came late, followed by the gambling house shopkeeper and others who had been arrested by Fang Lin's order before.

The shopkeeper and the guy looked at each other, looking at Fang Lin's back, full of hatred, and looking at the person who could be seen at a glance that it was evergreen, his eyes showed hope.

As Changqing came step by step, the atmosphere at the city gate gradually condensed.

Fang Lin's eyes stared at Changqing, watching Changqing walk with his hands like an uncle, this leisurely demeanor, Fang Lin was even more difficult to control.

"Changqing, let's ...... again" Fang Lin was about to speak, but suddenly found that Changqing's footsteps had not stopped at all.

It was ten steps away, but it had been shortened to a dangerous distance.

Fang Lin tightened and suddenly clenched his fists.

The commander of the forbidden army put away the gun and cloth, the two scholars closed the folding fan, the old woman's eyes were as sharp as a needle, and a prison envoy with an aura like an abyss took a step forward.

All the qi engines are locked on Changqing's body, but they still can't stop Changqing's pace, and they are as stable as ever.

Five steps, three steps, one step!

Changqing still didn't stop, and continued to stride forward.

Fang Lin's heart tightened, and he retreated. This retreat, the momentum is lost!

The storm that had been brewing for half an hour disappeared at this moment.

From beginning to end, Changqing didn't say a word, and even he just glanced around.

Fang Lin retreated to the side, it was impossible for him to continue to retreat, but he could only stare at Changqing's figure and step into the city.

At the gate of the city, there was silence.

Changqing's body does not have any momentum, just like an ordinary mortal.

But he made the prison envoys, scholars, old women, and generals all tense.

One person, walking around, didn't even look at anyone, but he overpowered everyone again!

A wordless sense of intimidation caused some ordinary monks to weaken their legs and begin to breathe.

Some passers-by who are bold enough to fear that the world will not be lively are full of question marks, and they only have two questions in their hearts: Is this called being escorted back to Beijing? This is called Negative Jing coming to the Imperial City to ask for sin?

"You're going to leave like that?" Zhao Fusheng said helplessly.

The rumors may all be false, but one thing is true.

Changqing, he really doesn't take everyone seriously.

Zhao Fusheng's feeling is that this is not arrogant or arrogant at all, and even Changqing does not give people a sense of superiority over everything, nor does he despise all beings. It's as if everything has nothing to do with it, as if you're standing together but not in the same world.

It's just this first feeling that Zhao Fusheng has the highest awe for Changqing in his heart, even higher than his cousin.

Changqing stopped and looked back at Zhao Fusheng.

Wei Lianxing said in a low voice: "He is Zhao Fusheng." ”

"Oh, Brother Zhao? I have been looking up for a long time, I have heard the name as early as in the ravine, like thunder, I saw it today, and I really showed a talent, extraordinary bearing, graceful, and the jade tree was in the wind......"

Changqing arched his hand and greeted with a smile.

“……”

At the gates of the city, there was a dead silence.

Everyone's faces were weird, but Zhao Fusheng's heart sank, and he had an ominous premonition.

Sure enough, Changqing's attitude suddenly "changed", making everyone's eyes keep glancing at Zhao Fusheng.

Even Fang Lin and Nangong Lianxue were all sideways.

"Young Master, please." The prison envoy walked up to Zhao Fusheng and spoke.

Zhao Fusheng's face froze, "I haven't met him!" I don't have anything to do with him! ”

"The young master lied."

"I didn't!"

"Haven't you met?"

“……”

"Come on, send the young master back to the room."

"Which room?"

"The cells of the Great Prison!"