"It's dark. ”

"It's dark. ”

The same words, spoken from different people's mouths, have different tones and tones, but the meaning to be expressed is the same.

Song Jiao was the first to go out.

Liu Dazheng squatted down in front of the boy, hesitated for a moment, and said with a gentle smile: "Liu Xiaohei, wait for me to come back." ”

Liu Xiaohei jumped up: "Don't call me Liu Xiaohei, I'm not called Liu Xiaohei!"

"But when you met me, you don't remember your name, I'll have to give you a name. "Liu Zheng is serious.

Liu Xiaohei shouted and objected: "Then don't call Liu Xiaohei, how ugly is this name?

"You're already very dark, and this name suits you well, and people will nod their heads when they hear it, well, that's it, and it's easy to remember, and you're not afraid of being forgotten at all. Liu Dazheng explained seriously, "Besides, old men, what do you want to do poetically." ”

Liu Xiaohei quieted down and thought about it seriously: "It seems like this...... But I always felt that something was wrong. ”

Li Zhen squatted in front of Rui Mengmeng, brushed the black hair in front of her forehead for her, brewed for a while, and didn't hold back a loud fart, and at the end he felt embarrassed, and couldn't help but disturb his head.

Rui Mengmeng's face was calm, and she comforted him: "Let's go, I won't be naughty." ”

Li Zhen nodded solemnly.

That look, as if she was an adult, and Li Zhen was a child.

Li Ye saw Li Zhen stand up and said with a smile: "Actually, you don't have to go." ”

Li Zhen shook his head and said, "Although Li's strength is low, he can't help but wait by His Highness's side for such a big matter." ”

Li Ye patted him on the shoulder and looked at Liu Dazheng, who was still seriously discussing the issue of name with Liu Xiaohei, and he greeted: "Let's go." ”

Everyone went out, and the two little children followed outside the door to watch, Rui Mengmeng crossed his arms, his expression was as usual, and his atmosphere was calm.

Liu Xiaohei sighed, "My intuition tells me that Liu Dazheng is going out tonight to do something big, I'm afraid it's dangerous." ”

Rui Mengmeng glanced at him lightly, turned around and walked neatly into the door: "Little boy knows what intuition is?"

"Why don't I know?" Liu Xiaohei shouted excitedly, and hurriedly chased into the door, "You don't have it yourself, and you don't allow others to have it?"

"Huh. ”

......

In the imperial city of Changle Gate, a torrent of armor soldiers is entering the city, and the front is divided into two in the gate, one is walking towards the road and stepping on the city wall, and the other is going straight to the palace.

Li Maozhen and Wang Jian stood on the side of the team, looking at the armor soldiers who were acting separately with a silent expression, and after a while, Li Maozhen casually hugged his fists: "I'm going to Xuanwu Gate." ”

Wang Jian's fist-hugging action was serious, and he said: "Gou Fugui, don't forget!"

Li Maozhen glanced at him: "If you die, the horse leather will shroud the body and go to Huangquan together." ”

Wang Jian turned his head and took a sip: "Bad luck!"

"Girl!"

"Song Wentong, you little woman, dare to say that I am a?!"

When he came to Xuanwu Gate, Li Maozhen asked the armor soldiers of his department to go to the city, and he found the commander of the gate to hand over.

Seeing that the soldiers of his own division entered the post one after another, and the soldiers of the previous class of guards lined up under the city, stepping on crisp steps and leaving, Li Maozhen's expression was as usual, only his heartbeat accelerated a lot, until he could no longer hear the footsteps of the previous class of guards, and his heart was slightly relieved.

Li Maozhen stood at the head of the city with a knife, staring at the dark jungle outside the city, motionless.

The surroundings are very quiet, even the sound of birds is rare in winter nights, Li Maozhen can hear his heartbeat, the brazier is burning under the starry sky, making a clattering sound from time to time, and the sparks are splashing, the night is like a giant beast, as if he has opened a bloody mouth, his fangs are dripping with blood, he is ready to choose someone to devour, he repeatedly clenched the hilt of the knife, as if facing a great enemy.

......

In the dense forest, Li Ye leaned against a cypress tree, closed his eyes and recuperated, silently calculating the time in his heart.

Since the fight has crossed over, Li Ye is waiting for this day, if today's things are done and Li Yan succeeds in ascending the throne, he will be able to get the opportunity to release the feudal town, not to mention the military and political power of one side, and the constraints on his body are much less, as long as Huang Chao does something, he can show his strength.

The dragon qi in the body is slowly swimming, and wisps of qi luck are converging from all directions, constantly being absorbed by the dragon qi.

Through the victory over Li Keyong and the overthrow of Wei Baoheng, Li Ye made it clearer how to improve his cultivation, and if he could get the support of the people in the territory of the domain in the future, the realm improvement would not be a problem, which required him to effectively govern the local area, and at the same time punish the traitors and eliminate the evil.

The dragon qi represents Li Ye's potential dragon qualifications, and the hidden dragon must be supported by the army, officials and the people to achieve great causes.

His cultivation had already been promoted to the sixth level of Qi cultivation three days ago.

"The Maharaja's men have arrived. Song Jiao came to Li Ye's side, and behind her, followed by an old man with a gray cannon.

"In Xia Wangjing, wait for His Highness's dispatch. The old man bowed.

Li Ye looked into the distance, Wang Jing brought a lot of people, including monks and monks.

He nodded, not saying more.

There is Li Yan in the south of the imperial city, and there are people from Lu Yan to help, there will be no problem, now just wait for the hour.

......

At the head of the city, I don't know when, Tian Lingzi arrived.

"Commander Song, everything is going well?" Tian Lingzi's shrill voice sounded beside Li Maozhen.

"There are no anomalies. Li Maozhen said in a deep voice, mentioning that the heart in her throat fell back into her stomach, and the arrival of her companion shared the sense of oppression, as if the other party's sharp voice was not as ugly as usual.

After a while, Tian Lingzi suddenly spoke, "The time has come!"

At the same time, crows crows sounded in the forest.

Hearing this voice, Li Maozhen's heart suddenly moved, this was the signal he had been waiting for for a long time, and he hurriedly ordered: "Open the door!"

The cronies and young generals who were guarding beside him immediately turned around when they heard the words, trotted down the city, and beckoned, and the two teams of armor soldiers immediately rushed to the door and lowered the latch.

The heavy city gate slowly opened, and the light was cast out through the crack in the door, and Li Maozhen saw that in the dense forest, a black shadow moved out, and he saw it clearly in a young time, it was the armor of the Anwangfu with a knife. In front of the tiptoeing armor priests, more than a dozen cultivators, echoing the momentum of the front and back, quickly rushed towards the city gate.

Li Maozhen's heart was beating like thunder.

Everything is going according to the predetermined steps.

The waiting time was worrying, but the process of entering the door was unexpectedly smooth, and the formation prohibition arranged around had been closed by Tian Lingzi first, otherwise it would be impossible for the armor of King An's Mansion to enter the door quietly, Li Maozhen secretly felt lucky, but now was not the time to relax, he saw Li Ye in the crowd, and knew that a fierce battle was coming.

......

Li Yi has very little time to save trouble recently, and most of the time he is in a coma, Liu Xingshen and Han Wen never leave the dormitory, which is not an uncommon thing for the two of them, and no one dares to have a whisper.

"Your Majesty can't wake up for a long time, we have to be prepared. ”

Liu Xingshen and Han Wen played a game in the room, several eunuchs bowed down to serve nearby, there were no candles and oil lamps in the room, and a huge pearl hanging on the beam of the room emitted a bright light, illuminating a table and a chair in the hall.

Liu Xingshen continued: "Last time I went to assassinate King An, I wanted to force out the master hiding behind him, but I didn't expect him to beat Song Wentong and Wang Jian down with his own strength, what should I do now?"

Han Wenyue shook his head and didn't answer for a while, they had discussed this question several times in the past few days, but each time it ended in nothing, after all, they didn't determine the suspicion that Li Ye had taken over Li Xian's old department, and they couldn't do anything.

"Send someone to King An's Mansion, you can't keep dragging it out like this!" Liu Xingshen suddenly increased his tone, and even the movements of the fallen son were heavier.

"Chuang An Wangfu?" Han Wenyue shook his head, "If you just go and take a look, you won't see anything, and if there is a disturbance and you are really caught by others, then things will not be good." ”

"Fearful!" Liu Xingshen was a little angry, and at the end, he waved his hand, "That's it, let's go to our family another day!"

Han Wenyue's eyes lit up: "This is feasible." ”

Liu Xing snorted coldly: "Your Majesty has been ill for a long time, we must confirm the qualifications of King Pu to ascend the throne, and this matter cannot be delayed." ”

Han Wenyue nodded, and suddenly seemed to remember something: "You say, will King An notice something?"

"Perceived?"

"If King An resides up Li Xian's old ministry and is assassinated in Chang'an City for no reason this time, will he suspect us? After all, after Wei Baoheng's death, the only people who contributed to Bagong Mountain are you and me, and only we have a reason to deal with him. ”

Liu Xingshen frowned: "It's possible...... Anyway, tomorrow our family will go to King An's Mansion, whether he is black or white, you can know at a glance. If there is really a ...... in King An's Mansion Hmph, we'll kill them with a backhand!"

Han Wenyue was noncommittal, but continued his conjecture: "If King An expects that we will attack him, will he respond and take any action?"

"Action?" Liu Xingshen laughed, his eyes full of disdain, "How can he act? Kill into the palace? Even if he retracts Li Xian's old department, can he still launch the palace change? Does he have the guts? Is he crazy?"

Han Wenyue touched his beard that didn't exist in front of his chin: "What if he unites with others?"

"You look up to him too much, a stinky boy, he still wants to turn the sky upside down?" Liu Xingshen's face was full of contempt, "To tell the truth, if he really expected that Song Wentong and Wang Jian were sent by our family, at this time, he should be so frightened that he would not even dare to go out of the house!"

He flicked his sleeves and revealed his domineering side: "This Chang'an City is the Chang'an City of the Divine Army! You and I are the gods of Chang'an City! The gods are angry, and mortals can only be afraid!"

As soon as he finished saying this, he suddenly frowned.

Han Wenyue looked out the window, his face full of displeasure: "What's the matter? Who made a fuss? In the palace city, there are actually magicians fighting?!"