After a while, many dignitaries and martial arts masters in the Martial Temple were already scattered like birds and beasts. Even the little yellow door, which was supposed to be left to clean up the corpse, did not dare to stay, and fled like a snake and scorpion.

In the Martial Temple, the emperor was the first to leave. He walked in a panic and looked frightened. Then a large number of civil officials followed the emperor and left. These civil officials are all officials who have come up from the scientific examination, and they have never seen such a bloody scene, and some of them even have white faces.

And these civil officials obviously did not have any concept of "queuing", and a group of frightened quails crowded the door, making a mess in the hall.

In the chaos, He Zhi and Ding Lu turned around the crowd and came to Jiang Yuetian's side.

At this time, no one was willing to provoke He Zhi and Ding Lu, just because Jiang Yuetian was not dead. After the killing just now, as long as Jiang Yuetian has not swallowed his breath, no one will dare to touch a single hair of He Zhi and Ding Lu.

The civil servants are finally almost gone by this time. The road out of the main hall was cleared. The most noble families in the Northern Wei Dynasty bloodline family gathered together, headed by Qin Guogong, and only then did Shi Shiran leave the hall. Around the "nobles" of these bloodline families, a large number of guards also gathered.

Soon, the hall was empty—it wasn't that these bloodline families had let go of their hatred, but that they knew they didn't need to rush.

Just before Qin Guogong and his party left the main hall, several of the six dukes and eight marquis deliberately let out a sneer. Qin Guogong didn't sneer, he just turned around and glanced at He Zhi and the others. His eyes were cold and silent, as if he was swearing the fate of He Zhi and his party.

Qin Guogong's eyes, He Zhi saw it. But in response to Qin Guogong's death threats, He Zhi could not raise his feelings of fear or anger at all. In He Zhi's heart, there is only one emotion called sadness spreading.

Jiang Yuetian's mouth and nose continued to spill blood, and the blood already had a bit of a fishy smell. His hands were bruised, and it was evident that he was in great pain.

"Senior Brother Jiang......" He Zhi stepped forward and wanted to hold Jiang Yuetian up.

"Don't touch me, it's poisonous. Jiang Yuetian was powerless to move, so he could only open his mouth to stop it. However, even at the last moment, Jiang Yuetian's voice still carried the pride that only belonged to the swordsman.

"Master once said that I was too proud, and that I was easy to break. I didn't expect to be caught in his words after all. After all, I still think highly of myself. After I die, you go to Gongsun Wuji. He will protect you. Behind him is the emperor, and he will not easily let the Duke of Qin attack you. Jiang Yuetian said with difficulty, more and more blood spilled out of his mouth, and his breath became weaker and weaker.

After finishing the arrangements for everyone, Jiang Yuetian looked at He Zhi alone: "Senior Brother He, the swordsmanship you made when you killed Huaming Mountain in the morning was very good. As a disciple of the Sword Sect, you can't do without a sword. My Qianmu Sword is given to you, don't forget the grandeur of the disciples of the Sword Sect, but don't learn from me either. It was not my intention to involve you. Sorry ......"

When the last three words were spoken, Jiang Yuetian's voice was already inaudible. Perhaps, these are the three words that Jiang Yuetian will say until the moment before he dies.

The brilliance in Jiang Yuetian's eyes gradually dissipated, but his body still stood with a sword like a pine.

He Zhi's tears flowed.

No, no! I've only known him for a dozen days! I don't know him well at all! This guy is arrogant like a peacock all day long, not likable at all, and he must be a fool who everyone rejects in the workplace. In this inexplicable world, he is simply an NPC......

He Zhi kept talking to himself in his heart, telling himself how stupid a big man was to cry bitterly, but he didn't know why, his tears just couldn't stop.

Do you understand? This is the style of our Sword Sect disciples......

As long as you can receive 20,000 palms from me, even if it is a piece of scrap iron, it can be forged into steel......

Senior Brother He, you have done a great job.

Memories flashed in front of He Zhi's eyes, but in the end, they were frozen in the scene when Jiang Yuetian patted him on the shoulder, smiling and saying this to him with a little relief.

Some people have known each other all their lives but are still strangers. Some people are already friends after a moment of meeting.

Jiang Yuetian died.

Ho Zhi's first friend who came to this world died.

"Ahhhhh

Boom! There was a thunderclap outside the hall. As Jiang Yuetian said last night-

It's raining.

The thunder shook, and Jiang Yuetian's body shook and he was about to fall. He Zhi took a step forward, but he didn't care about the toxin, and picked up Jiang Yuetian's already silent body.

Ding Lu's gaze was as cold as frost. If it were normal times, He Zhi's actions would definitely be sprayed by Ding Lu's poisonous tongue. But at this moment, Ding Lu gritted his teeth, only glanced at He Zhi, and picked up the Qian Mu sword inserted in the ground: "Let's go." ”

A downpour mixed with rumbling thunder fell, pouring on He Zhi and his party who had left the Martial Temple.

After the battle just now, everyone in the entire palace avoided Jiang Yuetian, He Zhi and others, as if they were afraid of getting involved with them. He Zhi and the others walked on the road, and they couldn't even see a figure around.

Back in the side hall where he was resting, the little monk Huiyuan looked surprised. Zhang Beiwang on the side had a solemn face, and his eyes fell on the Qianmu Sword in Ding Lu's hand, as if he had expected something.

"Senior Brother He, Senior Sister Ding, what's the matter?" Hui Yuan's gaze turned around He Zhi and Ding Lu.

"Senior Brother Jiang is dead. He Zhi's expression was blank.

"What?" Hui Yuan's heart was almost lost at this moment.

"This place is not good for long. Jiang Yuetian died, and Senior Brother He was also seriously injured and was unable to make a move for the time being. Qin Guogong is likely to take this opportunity to attack us. We have to move immediately and go to Gongsun Wuji. Ding Lu didn't give Hui Yuan a chance to ask, and immediately greeted him and Zhang Beiwang.

"Let's go. Zhang Beiwang immediately stood up, only said one word, and rushed out of the side hall without any delay, completely ignoring the torrential rain that was still pouring outside.

A group of four people braved the rain to leave the resting place and went to the palace of King Qi where Gongsun Wuji stayed.

Maybe it's because there have been too many changes in the palace that day, and the palace has strengthened its vigilance and it's not easy to start, or it may be because after Jiang Yuetian's death, he no longer regards He Zhi and his party as the biggest threat. Qin Guogong did not attack He Zhi and his party on the road.

Ten minutes later, He Zhi and his party appeared in Gongsun Wuji's bedroom.

Gongsun Wuji had obviously also received the news of Jiang Yuetian's fall. When He Zhi and the others arrived, his face was also pale, and there were more than ten guards standing beside him, ready to travel in the rain.