Hundreds of flowers rode like a bright red iron stream, rushing fiercely and violently into the streets, and all the people who stood in front of them all turned on their backs, and many people retreated, daring to be angry and dare not speak.

However, there was a young figure, standing in the center of the street, not dodging or dodging, but the temperament of the whole person was even more faint, and a trace of cold aura began to form around his body.

Changming 3,000 guests, jade clothes shine on Zijing.

Changming is one of the one hundred and eight cities in Lingzhou, ranking in the top five, and like Haicheng and Lingwu City, it is one of the largest power cities in the entire Lingzhou.

And the special place of Changming is that there is only one family here, and that is the Changming Jing family. Any character power that outsiders want to intervene in, or who are ready to rise, is all driven out and wiped out by this family.

In Changming City, this family is the heavens, the earth, the real emperor, and the gods and Buddhas who control life and death.

This family is surnamed Jing.

And among the younger generation of the Jing family, the most outstanding person is undoubtedly their eldest son, 'Wind Sword' Jing Yuyi.

Changming 3,000 guests——

The Changming Jing family, although they are in charge of one place, but they also tolerate hundreds of families, and they have 3,000 guests, all of whom are masters of extraordinary strength. Only if you have a seat and enough strength, you can be valued by the Changming Jing family, you don't have to worry about food, clothing, and food, and you can take glory and wealth.

These 3,000 people, from all over Lingzhou, and even people from other states, can be valued by the Changming Jing family, and they are naturally extraordinary.

However, there is a legend that the eldest young master of the Changming Jing family, 'Wind Sword' Jing Yuyi grew up by these people since he was a child, and in the end, he learned their stunts one by one, and then the blue was better than the blue, and defeated these people one by one.

Yuyi Zhao Zijing is from this.

Zijing is a special city established by the Changming Jing family for those who have unique abilities. This city, located less than 20 kilometers west of Changming City, has a population of more than 100,000 people who have migrated into it, and there is no profit-making industry, all of which serve those 3,000 people.

But in Zijing, there is one person whose voice is above everyone, and that is Jing Yuyi.

His light is too dazzling, his momentum is too terrifying, the entire Jing family, and even the entire Changming City, no one dares to compete with him, and he is also one of the most outstanding young people in the entire generation of Lingzhou.

It is said that if he wanted to, he would have entered the health regimen a long time ago, but he didn't know what he was waiting for, and he kept pressing himself.

However, with the passage of time, his prestige has risen instead of decreasing, and he is also one of the famous figures in other states.

Now, he was standing in the middle of the street, obviously there was only one person, but the jade-colored robe fluttering in the wind, the face that was handsome to the extreme, like a stone carving face cast by an iceberg, brought people a terrifying cold.

Led by their leader, Flowers rode towards him, and when they saw Jing Yuyi in the center of the long street, the leader's eyes under the iron mask couldn't help but flash a trace of hesitation.

However, thinking of the city lord's order, he gritted his teeth, waved his long sword, and took the lead in rushing towards it.

"Boom!"

Behind him, the hundreds of flower riders who had received the order also carried the momentum of dust and rushed towards him.

However, when the bright red iron stream hit the reef, a sword light, like a snow crane circling, suddenly flew up, just a sword.

"Wow!"

The leader of the Flower Rider, who was also at the pinnacle of the Qi Realm, had an iron mask that abruptly parted from both sides, and a blood mark stretched from the center of his eyebrows to his chin, and then to his abdomen.

His eyes showed an expression of disbelief, and he couldn't believe that anyone would dare to kill him in public on the ground of this sea city, and then his body split in two, and he fell from his horse, and he didn't blink to death.

The flower rider behind him slammed into a bang, and then burst into a terrifying roar, speeding towards him, however, they were greeted by only more dense sword light.

The sword light is like snow, and the flowers are withering!

On this night, the ace guard of the Haicheng City Lord's Mansion was killed, except for a few people who escaped.

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Haicheng, east of the city.

A splendid and huge mansion is located here. The vermilion lacquer gate, the beast carved copper ring, shows the solemn atmosphere.

The head of the Haicheng forces, the younger brother of the 'Zhenhai Hou' Yin Duhan, the Zhenhai Hou Mansion.

Backyard.

On top of a tall bamboo building, a middle-aged man in red and a monk in black were drinking tea.

In front of them, there was a low table, above the low table, the geocentric spring water taken from the Dragon and Tiger Spring hundreds of miles away was about to boil, but the two people on the opposite side were not thinking about this spring.

The black-clothed monk looked through the bamboo building, fell to the far north of the city, and sighed softly: "It's a pity. ”

"Goo!"

At this moment, the spring water was boiling, and the middle-aged man in red was familiar with the hot cup, washed the cup, and then poured the first brew, and sent the second brew of tea to the black-clothed monk, and smiled lightly: "What's the pity?"

The black-clothed monk didn't look at the cup of dragon tree tea worth ten thousand gold, but said lightly: "Isn't it a pity that the flower ride that has been carefully cultivated for decades is given to others to test the sword like this?"

When the middle-aged man in red heard this, he was unmoved, picked up the teacup in front of him and took a sip, and then said: "Raising soldiers for a thousand days is used for a while." Tonight is the time for them to play their value, so what's the pity?"

When the blackfriar heard this, he was silent for a long time before he said, "Yes, death is their value. But you, the master, foresaw their death when they left, but I don't know if they foresaw it in their own hearts when they left?"

The middle-aged man in red smiled indifferently, his eyes were empty and distant: "From the moment they become flower riders, their lives don't belong to them." In this regard, they naturally have long been conscious, and I have provided for them for so many years, and it is time to play a role. ”

"In the streets, the hidden dragon and the crouching tiger, the forces of all sides converge, how can a group of reckless men be able to control it? From the moment they rushed into the street, death was already foreseen. ”

The black-clothed monk said, "Throw down such a heavy fishing bait, you just want the whole city to be in chaos...... If the streets are in chaos, Haicheng will be in chaos, Haicheng will be in chaos, and the four university palaces will no longer be able to stay out of the matter. ”

When the middle-aged man in red heard this, he smiled faintly and muttered: "Yes, if the city is in chaos, Haicheng will be in chaos, Haicheng will be in chaos, and those people will naturally be all involved." The people who participated in that incident back then can no longer hide behind the scenes, and it is time to show their true colors. ”

He said softly in a low voice: "The secret of that incident has been sealed for more than forty years, and it is time to find out." ”

Seeing this, the blackfriar did not speak again, but let out a soft sigh. But his gaze once again passed through the bamboo building and fell in the direction of the distant street.

He knew that tonight's street would no longer be a quiet street, and tonight's Haicheng would inevitably undergo changes that everyone could not expect.

As the master of Haicheng, Zhenhaihou single-handedly broke the tranquility of Haicheng, and sent the forces he had painstakingly cultivated as pawns to death, paying such a big price, naturally it was more important things.

But what could be more powerful and thrilling than the interests of the actual controllers of the sea city?