Linjing City was completely silent. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Before and after this battle, the Six Dao Alliance did not show up, they were just waiting for a result, Zhang Jingyao died or Xun Qiu died.

It was raining in the sky, and this rain came suddenly, but it was very suitable for the current situation.

Two beautiful shadows passed through the capital city, and tens of thousands of soldiers outside the city looked at the imperial princess with blood stains on her body and supported by Gongliangyu, and their mood was undoubtedly extremely heavy.

General Li knelt down in front of the team, and then the people behind him also knelt down, like the wind blowing wheat waves, passing tens of thousands of soldiers, and continuing to the more than 100,000 ordinary people who fled from Linjing in the distance.

Gong Liangyu helped Zhang Lingxi, she could feel that the injuries in the latter's body had been temporarily stabilized, but her body was still very weak.

Zhang Lingxi gently pressed Gong Liangyu's hand, and the two stopped outside the city.

Her jet-black hair was scattered over her shoulders, but it did not affect her amazing beauty, but rather made her skin as white and smooth as jade.

She is like the best expressive craftsman in the world with pen and ink sketches, her eyebrows and eyes are picturesque, but she is also a person who cannot show all the beauty and spirituality with pen and ink.

Her eyelashes were long and unadorned, her lips were pale red and pink, her eyes were large, clear and clean when they did not shine with purple light, and her features were impeccable and better than the most perfect workmanship.

But she's not cold, she's not glamorous, she's not weird.

Her beauty is comfortable, refreshing, calming and does not put any kind of pressure on anyone.

The world says that she is a real goddess, because people have a variety of criteria for beauty, but no matter which set of standards you use to measure her, you can't bear to say that her appearance and temperament have even the slightest flaw.

Her beauty and tranquility are like the mist of distant mountains, the surface of the lake before the drizzle, the rainbow after the rain has cleared. You can say that she doesn't eat fireworks in the world, but everyone who looks at her feels that there is a taste of fireworks in the world in that kind of beauty, but this kind of fireworks is elegant, fresh and quiet.

She looked at her subjects who fell to their knees, and remembered the followers of the former emperor who had sworn to die when Zhang Jingyao rebelled ten years ago.

On this continent, cultivation seems to be above everything, and the change of dynasty may be completed by just a few people, but these soldiers and people will suffer in the wave.

The turmoil is finally over, although the miserable man is himself.

There are many eyes in this world looking here, whether it is witnesses or secretly snooping or those who are waiting for their subordinates to report the news, they are all waiting for the news from Linjing City.

In the eyes of many people, she and Xun Qiu have been entangled in fate.

Gong Liangyu looked at her, and said with a somewhat complicated emotion: "Holy Maiden, what are your plans?" ”

"Go home. Zhang Lingxi looked at Gong Liangyu and said very calmly, then patted her hand again, and the two passed by General Li.

She didn't say a word to the kneeling people, as if she didn't know anything at all.

Her black hair and lilac skirt swayed gently in front of everyone's eyes, and the miserable blood on her chest made people's eyes red.

There was no sadness in her eyes, no attachment, just calmer and more powerful.

Many of the people in the kneeling crowd began to cry, and their cries were a little helpless, and they were extremely sad, as if they felt sorry for her, and as if they kept her.

The heavy rain poured down, and the cries of the people who knelt down all over the field were muffled a lot, mixed with the raindrops, still with a heart-stopping pain.

The rain drenched her black hair, the hem of her skirt was stained with mud, and the blood on her chest was running down her shirt again.

The corners of her mouth were white, and her face was pale, like an angel who had landed on earth.

This time she didn't stop again, but passed by countless people, through tens of thousands of sergeants, through hundreds of thousands of people, as if she had completely disappeared from this world, out of everyone's sight.

A little boy threw himself into his mother's arms, and the young woman, with red eyes, gently patted the little boy on the back as if to comfort him.

General Zhang stood up, he looked at General Li who was still kneeling on the ground beside him, his lips moved, but he did not speak, but chose to leave alone.

Several figures flew towards Linjing City from various places, and a fierce cavalry kept running in the rain, like a sharp spear, heading towards Linjing City.

The tens of thousands of soldiers and the more than 100,000 people outside the city could not see their princess, and then they saw the galloping cavalry.

Someone leaves and someone has to come in, times are changing, the city is in ruins, some people go from ordinary to throne.

In front of this group of cavalry, a young man in silver armor fiercely clamped the snow-white horse under him with his legs, like lightning shuttling through the rain, and thousands of cavalry behind him rushed forward.

The horses' hooves fell to the ground, splashing muddy water and rain, they seemed to come on the waves, heroic and dry, riding horses and whips.

General Zhang and those who originally ruled with Xun Changfeng or the former emperor had already rushed towards the center of Linjing City.

Many generals from the imperial military and the courtiers had already arrived at the outskirts of the capital to stand by, and they looked at the galloping cavalry and began to rush towards the city.

Most of these generals knelt outside the city like General Lee, and the retinue behind them also knelt down.

The generals who had been plotting to overthrow Zhang Jingyao over the years entered Linjing with General Zhang and Zhou Lei.

The torrential rain washed away some of the traces of the fierce battle, and it no longer looked so terrifying, and General Zhang and more than a dozen generals who controlled the empire's million-dollar army and dozens of ministers stood quietly in the rain, waiting for their new monarch to ascend the throne.

A nation shall not be left without an owner for a day.

All eyes were on the young man who was kneeling in the rain, already soaking wet, and beside him a girl dressed in white who looked like a fairy in the moon was holding him, and time seemed to be frozen in this scene.

The pair of cavalry rushed into the capital city, and the young man in silver armor led by him quickly dismounted, and more than a thousand cavalrymen behind him also dismounted and ran forward with him.

A young man in silver armor rushed to the center of the city, General Zhang nodded at him, he looked at the Wenchen military generals waiting in the rain around him, these people are the pillars of the empire, but the future of the empire is only in the hands of one person.

The kneeling Xun Qiu stood up, the muddy water slid down his clothes, and his black hair was stuck to his head, he looked extremely embarrassed, not as handsome as the outside world said, nor as dignified as rumored.

There was already a circle of people standing around, and Xun Qiu didn't look at any of them, but walked straight outside.

General Zhang grabbed Zhou Lei, who was about to step forward, and shook his head at him.

He Fuwan followed Xun Qiu, and when the two of them walked past the silver-armored young man, the latter's lips moved, and a word finally spat out in his dry throat, and his eyes were red.

"Sister......

He Fuwan patted him on the shoulder, only stopped for two steps, and then moved forward with Xun Qiu, just like the two who had left here before.

Wei Jun and the others also followed and left, and the people around them hurriedly dodged a gap, looking at these people with great reverence.

Any one of these people has the ability to easily subvert a country.

General Zhang looked at Xun Qiu's distant back, and finally found that the young master and Wei Guogong were still a little different.

He never understood why Xun Changfeng didn't go to the Immortal Mansion to cultivate after he won the first rookie battle at that time, but chose to protect an empire in the secular world, and now his son has avenged him and finally restored the empire to its original state.

True dragons don't get trapped in the shallows, Xun Changfeng is an exception, and Xun Qiu won't be the second exception.

Perhaps in the eyes of many people, this determines the direction of an empire, but in the eyes of Xun Qiu, it should only determine the grievances between the three families.

General Zhang remembered that he was promoted by Xun Changfeng from a military commander in the border pass, and then sat on the former army general, and then Xun Changfeng died, he lurked in the capital, secretly contacted the old department of the former dynasty, just waiting for this day.

He once thought about overthrowing Zhang Jingyao and then electing Xun Changfeng's son as the new emperor, and returning all the loyalty he had not fulfilled to Xun Changfeng to his descendants.

But all this does not seem necessary.

Xun Qiu didn't need him, and there were people like him who couldn't help, although they wanted to help Xun Qiu, but the young master flew too high and became an immortal who shocked the heavens and the earth.

They need to do what a secular person is supposed to do.

All of this will start today and open a new chapter.

Zhang Shenjiang retracted his gaze and took the box from the guards beside him, and after the box was opened, a cyan jade seal was taken out.

According to the set, a high-ranking and powerful old minister in the court followed the silver-armored man towards the center of the crowd.

After the two of them reached the middle of the crowd, the old minister handed the jade seal to the silver-armored young man, and then raised the latter's hand.

The silver-armored young man held the jade seal in one hand, high above his head, and the other hand was raised by the old minister.

The old minister knelt on the side, and the general Zhang on the periphery knelt down.

The military generals of the Chinese dynasty and the representatives of various families in the empire also knelt on the ground, like a tide, and then began to chant long live.

There wasn't much excitement on the face of the silver-armored young man, his gaze crossed over these kneeling people, and looked in the direction where Xun Qiu and He Fuwan disappeared, a little stunned.

Ten years ago, he was the crown prince of the empire, and then inexplicably his family was destroyed overnight, and ten years later the throne was back in his hands.

This decade has been like a dream.