A lot of times, people seem to have to do something they don't want to do, but they have to. Many people are telling the reasons why they have to do it, hoping to be understood by others, and they want to understand themselves, but sometimes those reasons sound very ridiculous, maybe it is just to paralyze themselves and find a reason for themselves to avoid responsibility, and who has really asked their hearts whether they really have no choice.

The night is still very dark, very quiet, calm makes people a little breathless, the seemingly peaceful Shaolin Temple, seems to have been covered with a layer of depression in the haze, the quieter, but the more uneasy it is.

At this time, some people were originally sleepy, but they were awakened by a news that the Yanmen Royal Mansion had come to the city.

Zhan Ying looked at his subordinates standing in front of him and a small leader of the Imperial Forest Army, his face solemn. Originally, the Imperial Forest Army should have reported directly to the emperor, but now the emperor is sick, so he can only find Zhan Ying to report, because he only saw Zhan Ying alone during the emperor's illness.

"How many people are here?" Zhan Ying asked, frowning, looking at his men.

The subordinates listened to Zhan Ying's question, thought for a while, and said slowly: "The night is very dark, I can't see how many people there are, but it is estimated that there are no less than five thousand. ”

Zhan Ying listened and nodded, 5,000 people doesn't sound too much, but it also depends on what to do, if the Yanmen Royal Mansion takes these 5,000 people to attack Shaolin, it is also a force to be reckoned with, not to mention that the other party is a battle-hardened person, and the Royal Forest Army, which has been "pampered" in the palace, is not the opponent of the other party at all.

"Battle Commander, what should I do next? I hope to make a decision with the emperor. The little leader of the Imperial Forest Army seemed to be a little anxious and asked, probably hoping to return to his life as soon as possible.

Zhan Ying nodded, didn't speak again, turned around and walked inside. This matter is very important, and he must report it to the emperor as soon as possible, and the emperor will decide what to do next.

Time passed little by little, and the two people standing in the hall waiting suddenly felt that the night was so long, so long that there seemed to be no end in sight.

I don't know how long it took, Zhan Ying finally came out of it, glanced at the two people who were waiting anxiously in the room, and said in a deep voice: "The emperor has decreed, no matter how many people come to the Yanmen Palace, they can only bring in a team to welcome their relatives, and everyone else is waiting outside the temple." ”

The two glanced at each other, nodded at Zhan Ying, turned around and walked out, rushing back to deliver the holy decree.

Seeing the two leaving, Zhan Ying frowned and walked inside again, as if there were still unfinished words to finish with the emperor. With the arrival of the Yanmen Palace, it seemed to indicate that everything had begun, and Zhan Ying did not dare to be careless.

As time passed, gradually, the first light appeared in the sky, the sky was about to dawn, and there was nothing to do all night, but many people didn't close their eyes much this night, because no one knew when the Shaolin Temple with this undercurrent would meet each other.

When the sky was just dawning, the large army of Yanmen Wangfu set off, and went in the direction of Shaolin Temple, knowing that there are tigers in the mountains and the meaning of the tiger mountain line, no one seems to care whether there is no way to retreat this time, and will stay in Shaolin forever.

But when they reached the foot of Shaolin Mountain, they were stopped in their way, it seems that someone does not want them to swagger into Shaolin so much, it seems that no one can determine which side is the tiger and which side is the prey.

"Bold!, do you know who you're stopping!?" a young man rode to the front of the crowd, glaring angrily at the man standing in front of him, and shouted sharply. This young man is none other than the prince of Yanmen Wangfu, Hu Yan Chengbi.

No one spoke to the roadblockers, but no one avoided them, and they seemed to have made up their minds to be the roadblockers who swore to the death, with firm eyes and fearless faces. It was none other than the Six Gates and the Imperial Forest Army, although the two sides did not have much intersection, but at this time they stood together and stood in the same camp.

Seeing that the six doors and the Imperial Forest Army ignored their words, Hu Yan Chengbi's face was gloomy, he gritted his teeth, and shouted loudly: "Someone!" With his words, the soldiers of the Yanmen Royal Mansion standing in the front row all stepped forward, held the weapons in their hands, and stared at the roadblockers in front of them expressionlessly.

Huyan Chengbi swept away these unyielding roadblockers in front of him, and Huyan Chengbi said loudly: "Follow me up the mountain, if anyone dares to stop it, kill!" A loud word "kill" shows not a majestic momentum, but a trace of arrogance, a trace of no one in sight.

As soon as the words fell, Huyan Chengbi took the lead in riding a horse and continued to move forward, facing the six doors blocking the road and the Royal Forest Army, and did not seem to take these people in his eyes, no matter how he said that he was also a prince, his father was a prince, and he was confident that no one dared to touch him easily. However, he was completely wrong, here and there.

Just as Huyan Chengbi was pulling the reins and riding a horse to interrupt the hard break, the six doors blocking the intersection and the people of the Royal Forest Army had already pulled out the weapons in their hands at the same time, and instead of retreating, they took a step forward one after another, their eyes were firm. In such a dilemma, they did not retreat, but chose to go-for-tat.

"Look for death!" Huyan Chengbi shouted angrily, waved his hand at the subordinates behind him, and said loudly: "Take them down for me? If there is resistance, kill them on the spot!" When the soldiers of the Yanmen Royal Mansion heard Huyan Chengbi's words, they did not hesitate, and immediately greeted the people of the Six Gates and the Imperial Forest Army, seeing that a battle with the same root was about to begin.

"Stop!" A shout sounded, from behind the six doors and the Royal Forest Army, and then saw the crowd parting from it, and the two of them slowly walked out and came to the open space in the middle of the confrontation between the two sides, looking coldly at Hu Yan Chengbi, who was still riding on a horse, without a trace of expression on his face. These two people are none other than the god hunting Tie Xiong and his son, Tie Feiyun, who came from the temple.

Tie Xiong coldly glanced at the soldiers of the Yanmen Palace, as well as Huyan Chengbi, who was riding on horseback, and snorted coldly and said: "Xiaguan dares to ask the prince, are you here to welcome your relatives, or are you here to kill people?" In terms of official position, Tie Xiong, the leader of the six gates, of course, cannot be compared with the prince of the Yanmen Palace.

Hu Yan Chengbi glanced at E Tiexiong in front of him coldly, pursed his lips, and said disdainfully: "Since you know that I am here to greet my relatives, why are you in my way?" I have just said that let them get out of the way, but they don't listen, then you can't complain about me." Today I must go up the mountain, and those who stand in my way will die!, including you!" said this arrogantly, and did not take Tetsuo in his eyes at all.

Hearing Huyan Chengbi's words, without waiting for Tie Xiong to respond, Tie Feiyun on the side couldn't bear it anymore, and pulled out the weapon in his hand with a "swish", and roared angrily: "Stop!" As he spoke, he was about to rush towards Huyan Chengbi, but was dragged by Tie Xiong.

I saw Tie Xiong squinting his eyes, looking at Hu Yan Chengbi coldly, and said word by word: "The prince is so big, if this is what the emperor meant, do you also want to rush to the Shaolin Temple and kill the emperor?"

"You think I don't ......" Huyan Chengbi sneered and said loudly, but he was interrupted in the middle of speaking.

"Bi'er, Hugh is talking nonsense!"

A deep and loud shout of anger came, and a person slowly got out of a carriage in the crowd of the Yanmen Palace, wearing a shining golden armor, which was somewhat similar to the dress of the Imperial Forest Army. This person is none other than the King of Yanmen, Hu Yan Zhuolie, an absolutely powerful figure, and he is accompanied by a middle-aged man in a black robe.

"Father," Hu Yan Chengbi saw that his father had alarmed, and just wanted to open his mouth to say something, but was interrupted again by Hu Yan Zhuo.

"Shut up for me!" Hu Yan glared at his son fiercely, came to Tie Xiong's side, and said slowly: "This king has no way to teach his son, please forgive me, don't take him to heart, he is just a stinky child, and he doesn't know what etiquette." As soon as he opened his mouth, he took the initiative to take the responsibility, and it looked like Huyan Chengbi was the prince, and he was the prince.

Tie Xiong glanced at Hu Yan Zhuolie, hugged his fists, and said slowly: "Presumably this is the famous King of Yanmen, right? The words were polite, but his face was a little stiff, and there was a derogatory meaning between the words, which was the experience of the old rivers and lakes.

Hu Yan smiled fiercely, and said slowly: "It's okay, it's okay, the iron catcher is here to pick me up and wait for me to go up the mountain, right?" Although he was smiling, there was a hint of coldness in his eyes, and he was not as friendly as he said.

Tie Xiong nodded, adjusted his mood, looked at Hu Yan Zhuo Lie in front of him seriously, and said loudly: "The emperor's dictation!" After finishing speaking, he carefully glanced at Hu Yan Zhuo Lie and Hu Yan Chengbi on the other side, observing the other party's reaction.

Hearing Tiexiong's words, Hu Yan Zhuo Lie was also interested, glanced at Hu Yan Chengbi, who was still riding on the horse, and said in a deep voice: "Get off the horse quickly and receive the emperor's instructions." ”

Hearing Hu Yan Zhuo's words, Hu Yan Chengbi reluctantly jumped off the horse, and stood beside Hu Yan Zhuo with a reluctant face, with a trace of disdain between his eyebrows.

"The emperor's message!" But Tie Xiong didn't seem to intend to let go of the high-spirited father and son, especially Hu Yan Chengbi, who had no one in his eyes. According to common sense, courtiers need to kneel when they accept the emperor's decree and oracle, but the current Huyan Zhuolie and Huyan Chengbi did not, but just stood respectfully opposite Tiexiong.

Hearing Tie Xiong repeat again, Hu Yan's burning face finally sank, gloomy to the extreme, he knew what Tie Xiong meant, but he was powerless to refute, although he could cover the sky with one hand outside the gate, but when he arrived in the Central Plains, his set no longer worked.

The two sides were at a stalemate again, the atmosphere froze again, and a trace of murderous aura surging under the undercurrent enveloped the hearts of everyone present......