Bai Lang traveled all the way, but a few days of kung fu has passed Shandong to the foot of the capital, no matter how tall the eight-armed Nezha city wall is, it can't stop Bai Lang's light work, he soon entered Beijing City at night, and still found an inn to stay. The climate in the north is far from being compared to the south of the Yangtze River, Bai Lang feels quite dry, and there is a lot of sand and dust in the wind, if it rains, I am afraid that it will not pollute the streets - but the streets are also dusty, not much better.

Bai Lang freshened up his clothes, but he casually asked Xiao Er to go to the ready-to-wear store to buy a set, and when he slept until the scheduled time and woke up, the sky was not yet bright. In fact, there was no court meeting in the Qing Dynasty, which would only be held on specific festivals, and it was generally just a matter of listening to politics at the door. What Bai Lang did was to go to a palace not far away to "borrow clothes".

Entered over the wall again, and this time Bai Lang also killed quite simply-as long as it was a man, whether he killed them directly or not, he killed them all the way quickly, and soon blocked the middle-aged prince in front of him - as for what prince Bai Lang didn't bother to ask. "Prince Gong and Prince Hangmao....... It's just a death anyway. He looked at the prince and asked before he made a move.

"Do you have a Ming official robe in this room? If you don't have it, the military attaché robe and armor will also be fine - although the Manchu official uniform is different from the Ming official uniform, the military general's robe and armor are quite similar. Bai Lang carried this guy's braid and said, "Yes, yes, yes! Bai Shaobao, I must have it here! I have long seen that this Tartar stealing the world is not pleasing to the eye! I also want to oppose the Qing Dynasty and restore the Ming Dynasty!" The head was in Bai Lang's hands, and the prince shouted silently.

What ancestors won the world with swords, horses, bows and arrows, and the descendants of the descendants were so weak...... Fart! You let my ancestors come to life and take a look at Bai Shaobao? I call a good bird to choose a tree to perch on, and a virtuous minister to choose the master to do things. Bai Lang is not surprised by this at all, and he is not too interested in killing this kind of wreckage - the dead guards and servants outside have already made this Bai Lang happy a little, and it doesn't matter whether a waste prince lives or dies.

Sure enough, what came out was the old prince's things, and they were well maintained, but they were a little smaller. Bai Lang gestured for a while, and finally threw it aside, "It's just that I originally wanted to be in the limelight, but now it seems that I will go in and chop Hongli, and the brothers and sons of Hongli will also be cut down, and everyone will compete for the throne when the time comes...... Do you think I'm going to kill all the people with the boar skins, including you?"

The guy who still didn't pay attention to the prince shook his head wildly, "Shao Bao spares his life! I'm against the Qing Dynasty and regained my sight! Who is surnamed that wild boar skin, my surname is Jin!" Bai Lang laughed and threw this person on the ground casually, and his body had already floated out with just a movement.

The guards stationed in front of the noon gate looked at the one who was swaggering towards the noon gate, and at the same time, those officials who participated in politics fled frantically, completely exposing Bai Lang to the eyes of the people in the Forbidden City. The door is closing, and although I know it's useless, I'm still trying to close it. Bai Lang stood in front of the door, kicked the door, and when the door shook, he also jumped with his strength, stretched out his hand and grabbed it again, and then stood on the noon gate.

The guards fled directly, and no one knows what the Qing Dynasty looks like now...... Bai Lang does not come, everyone is loyal and filial, and Bai Lang will naturally return to his own when he comes. However, some Hanchen still tried to stop Bai Lang, but Bai Lang just looked at them, and under his disdainful gaze, these people were also stupid, and finally died under Bai Lang's hands. Bai Shaobao has never been a good person, and if he dares to block his way, he must be prepared to be killed.

Will Qianlong make up and escape? Possibly, very likely -- at the moment, Bai Lang is still in the range of the three major halls in front of him, and there are guards and ministers here, and there are many of them, so it is really hard to say whether Qianlong will hide in them. If the harem is easy to do, if there are no chickens, it is not Qianlong, how simple. Qianlong was not too old at this time, that is, he was in his forties, and he still recognized the emperor with a pair of discerning eyes.

"It's not the Huang Ama who blows his beard and stares at him, but the suave Ding Crab - how did this exhibition guard catch him? If this is the one, how can the exhibition guards and the leaders of the Red Flower Society keep Chu Xiangshuai?" After Bai Lang saw Qianlong, a middle-aged man with the breath of the emperor, he immediately had such an idea. That's right, this middle-aged man has to look disgusted when he runs for his life, and he is definitely familiar to death.

Bai Lang looked left and right, Chen Huaixiu didn't know where it was, he still felt good. Of course, there is nothing to do with the concubines in the deliberations of the monarch and the ministers, and it is normal not to see the possible Chen Huaixiu. In front of Qianlong, there were still ministers and guards who swore to defend Qianlong to the death, and in a series of "escort!" sounds, at least forty or fifty people stopped in front of Bai Lang. "They all look like warriors who are not afraid of death, okay! Satisfy you!

Bai Lang sneered, Qianlong--it is not Qianlong Bai Lang's name that looks like this in a yellow robe, and the name is written upside down! Since Qianlong has been locked by his qi and gaze, he will definitely not be able to run, and when Bai Lang kills all the people in front of him who dare to stop him, he can go and concoct this Qing Emperor. "Hope this ...... It seems hard to say. "The martial arts of these people in front of me are not bad, they should be the masters that the Manchu Qing can collect.

Individually, it should be close to the Gunner Judge, not as good as the Firehand Judge, but not far behind. And there are still a lot of people, especially some of them should still be from the army, and they formed a military formation to try to besiege Bai Lang. So there are fishing nets and hooks wrapped with gold wires, just to think about whether they can drag and trap Bai Lang, and then find a way. The results of the attack on the canal have not yet reached the capital, but there is no need to pass it on - the arrival of the white waves means that the gang has failed.

Bai Lang took a breath, and the martial arts of the Southern Dipper Holy Fist came out, and the fishing net was broken with both hands, and the hook that was thrown over cut the rope with two fingers. As for wanting to intercept him, Bai Lang is a murder weapon in the world when he makes a move, and it seems to be a very pure outer door hard kung fu - tearing people apart is still a trivial matter, and the punch is a big hole in the body, and the martial arts master is no different from tofu in front of him.

If you want to die for the emperor, you will still be afraid of the bloody scene in front of you, once you are afraid, you will inevitably move slowly to reveal flaws, and Bai Lang passed through these flaws and stood directly in front of Qianlong and grabbed it with one claw. Sure enough, just as Bai Lang felt in his heart, the emperor unfolded a folding fan in an uproar, directly attracting Bai Lang's claws, and the subtlety of his internal force was probably not an opponent.

"Ah, if it's the one who blows his beard and glares, I'm afraid his head has already been handed over by this time...... Let's see how light you are?" Bai Lang laughed and slapped his palm.