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Ye Qingguan was shocked in his heart, walked out of the restaurant, jumped to a tall building and looked into the distance, and saw a thick wolf smoke rising from the holy hill, covering the sky and the sun, and the black mushroom cloud covering half of the sky.

"Brother Ye, what's going on?" An Lanxuan asked loudly while standing under a tall building.

Ye Qingguan replied: "Something happened in Shengqiu, it seems that someone blew it up with gunpowder. ”

Many people were looking there, with a look of horror, I don't know what kind of person was so bold, before it was dark, he dared to throw gunpowder at the Sage Mansion, and the momentum was so loud that hundreds of houses near the Holy Hill were shattered.

Ye Qingguan's brows were furrowed, and a cold light flashed in his eyes, although he was not a decent man, but he still couldn't do such a means of destroying human nature, I don't know how many lives would be killed in this explosion.

Woo-woo-woo

A majestic and heavy horn suddenly sounded, and Ye Qingguan saw that the city lord's mansion was surging out of the black tide-like army, and he could feel a fierce aura of the golden iron horse from a long distance, and countless soldiers drove towards the holy hill at the fastest speed.

Ye Qingguan looked into the distance, such a terrible explosion, I was afraid that half of the Holy Hill would be blown flat.

Secretly sighing, he was about to jump off the tall building, but when he turned around, he caught a glimpse of an extremely shocking scene in the afterglow of his eyes.

In the holy hill, there was a sudden surge of monstrous white gas, vast as the sea, like a volcanic eruption, and there was the sound of reading aloud echoing, and the majestic righteousness seemed to have spanned so many years and sounded in this world.

The surging white gas poured like a river, dissipating the black smoke in the sky, and soon disappeared, as if it had never appeared, only the sound of Na Lang reading aloud continued to echo, becoming immortal.

This miraculous scene made Ye Qingguan stunned, and he couldn't come back to his senses for a long time.

What kind of power is that, a monstrous white air, dignified, righteous and majestic, and the sound of reading is echoing!

Could it be that this is the power of a saint? Ye Qingguan was shocked in his heart, full of incomprehension at such a scene.

And in the Eastern Emperor City, after seeing this scene, countless people bowed to that place one after another, thinking that it was the saint who had appeared, and only that kind of existence that transcended mortals could have such a shocking means.

The black smoke dissipated, Ye Qingguan stared at it, and found that the holy hill was unscathed, and the white qi like a sea of clouds fell from the sage house, one by one like a waterfall, swirling on the holy hill, sacred and transcendent.

"Sage ......" Ye Qingguan muttered to himself, unable to understand such a power, not knowing how it was formed and how it existed?

Could it be that the existence of that level has really transcended the limitations of mortals and has the means to penetrate the heavens and the earth?

Jumping off the tall building full of thoughts, An Lanxuan asked him what happened, Ye Qingguan told him 1510, An Lanxuan's eyes widened, covered his mouth, and was speechless for a long time in shock.

Countless troops guarded the surrounding of the Holy Hill, surrounding it into an impregnable wall, Ye Qingguan estimated that those who wanted to sneak into the Holy Sage's Mansion tonight were afraid that their plans would be ruined.

He was now curious about who caused this explosion and wanted to destroy the Sage's Mansion, but he also recruited the army, and he didn't know if it was worth it?

Back in the house, Ye Qingguan calmed down, now he just wanted to enter the Sage Mansion and find the missing sword soul, and the rest was nothing to him about.

In the dark night, Ye Qingguan heard a lot of movements, the army was dispatched, the city was full of armor, there were still many people who wanted to sneak into the Sage Mansion, and finally encountered the round-up of the army, and I don't know how many people died this night?

The night was restless, but Ye Qingguan looked radiant, An Lanxuan rubbed the dark circles under his eyes and walked out, seeing the refreshed Ye Qingguan, he was very envious: "Brother Ye, I also want to practice martial arts." ”

Ye Qingguan said with a smile: "Your bones have been decided, I'm afraid it's too late, but it's still okay to practice some ways to strengthen your body." ”

After leaving the restaurant, he came to the small noodle shop in the middle of nowhere, but found that the boy was not here, and even the old man did not know where it was.

Ye Qingguan was a little curious, he didn't know where he went, but he didn't think much about it, he turned around and walked towards Shengqiu, wanting to see what the situation was now.

When you come to the foot of the holy hill, it is already full of soldiers, the black armor is flashing with cold light, and from a long distance, you can feel a momentum of swallowing mountains and rivers, three layers inside and three layers outside, surrounding the holy hill impermeable.

Ye Qingguan didn't get too close, and looked at the holy hill from a distance, wanting to see why.

But I saw that the holy hill was full of white air, and the sound of Lang reading aloud echoed, holy and detached, like a place of immortals, which made people unbearable to blaspheme.

"Huh?" Suddenly, he caught a glimpse of something in the corner of his eye, and let out a soft sigh.

Not far away, a silent young man stood there, with a thin body, a huge head, and only a pair of eyes as clear as water, looking up at Shengqiu at this time, there was a hint of yearning in his eyes, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"What, you want to enter the Sage Mansion?" Ye Qingguan walked over and asked.

The young man nodded, his stiff face expressionless: "But I haven't read much, so I can't get in." ”

Ye Qingguan was silent, the method of refining the body he wrote to this young man yesterday, he didn't know many words, and if he wanted to enter the Sage Mansion, he was afraid that it was really impossible.

Ye Qingguan patted him on the shoulder and turned to leave.

The whole city of Dongdi City is now under martial law, and a small team of five soldiers patrols the streets, which seems to be a lot stricter, and once a suspicious person is found, he will be killed directly.

Under such iron and blood, the city is finally a lot quieter, but there is still an undercurrent, more people are pouring from outside the city every moment, three religions and nine streams, fish and dragons are mixed, and now the Eastern Emperor City is already a powder keg, and it is only one lead away from detonating.

Back in the restaurant, Ye Qingguan saw An Lanxuan, but what surprised him was that at this time, he was surrounded by several men, his face was frivolous, and one of them even stretched out his hand to his waist for a while, but was slapped off by An Lanxuan, with a look of disgust.

Ye Qingguan was in a daze, what is the situation? Could it be that someone saw An Lanxuan's daughter? Or are these people as good as Longyang?

An Lanxuan turned his head, but suddenly saw Ye Qingguan at the door, his eyes lit up instantly, and he hurriedly walked over: "Brother Ye!"

When several brocade-clothed boys saw An Lanxuan walking towards Ye Qingguan, their faces suddenly sank.

"Who are you?" led by a man in blue brocade, who was very handsome, but his face was a little pale, his steps were vain, and he was obviously overindulgent, and he looked at Ye Qingguan with an unkind face at this time.

Before Ye Qingguan could answer, he asked again, "What is your relationship with her?" His eyes were a little grim, as if as long as Ye Qingguan said an answer that he was not satisfied with, he would kill the killer.

Ye Qingguan calmly looked at the few people in front of him and said, "Pingshui meets, that's all." ”

An Lanxuan's face suddenly became a little pale, and he looked at him for help, Chu Chu was pitiful, but Ye Qingguan's face did not change, and Quan Dang didn't see it.

The man in the blue brocade shirt looked a little better: "Since it is a meeting in Pingshui, then Your Excellency, please get out of the way." ”

Ye Qingguan didn't speak, and was about to leave, but An Lanxuan gritted his teeth at this time, hugged Ye Qingguan's arm, and said loudly: "He is my husband, and my body has been given to him!"

The house is full of silence!