The first snow came late, after a night of whistling, the entire Chang'an City was covered in silver, the eleventh winter of the Apocalypse, and there was only less than half a month left before the New Year.

The snow on Suzaku Street has already annihilated the leather boots of passers-by, and in the squeaky snow, a team of cold-faced men in black clothes and armor are riding horses and whips, facing the wind and frost, and running towards the Nine Holy Palaces in the eastern city of the imperial capital.

The Nine Holy Palace is the dojo of the state religion in Zhongzhou, just last night, the black-clothed priest Wen Renbing, who was stationed in the imperial capital, was assassinated, and no one noticed the entire Nine Holy Palace, the first person to find out what happened was Wen Renbing's personal maid, and when the beautiful maid knocked on the door of the priest's room early in the morning, hehe, the sky of the imperial capital finally changed.

"There is no trace of a fight in the room, the deceased was killed by a blow, the murder weapon is a leaf with ice edges, according to the scene investigation, the deceased's face was full of fear, until he lost his breath, his eyes were full of disbelief, it is inferred that this murderer, the deceased must know, after the incident, he searched the entire Nine Holy Palace, but could not find any clues left by the murderer, there was no loss of property in the Holy Palace, the murderer was not for money, the deceased sat in the imperial capital for more than 30 years, lived in seclusion all day long, and did not do anything out of the ordinary, then, the murderer will not be for revenge！”

"Wait!" At the scene of the crime, a middle-aged man with a burly figure and a resolute face was listening to the report of the black-clothed sergeant in front of him, the man looked at the deceased's room from time to time, his eyes flickered, he didn't know what he was thinking, and when his subordinates finished reporting, the middle-aged man's face was slightly gloomy, and his eyebrows were raised into a Sichuan character: "It's not for money, there is no grudge, what is the motive of the murderer?" One hit kills, hehe, human-level masters, the entire emperor has several human-level masters, for such a master can be killed with one hit, it seems that this month, we are too underestimated the uninvited guests in this imperial capital!"

Everyone didn't speak, and the servants were busy as if no one was around, but judging from the serious and distressed looks on everyone's faces, there was still no clue about this murder.

"Who trespassed on the Holy Palace?" Suddenly, a group of silver-armored men came in the wind and snow, it was the state religion of the Nine Holy Palace, for the death of the priest, they just reported to the Imperial Capital's Five Cities Soldiers and Horses, and did not invite anyone to come to check, this sudden group of black-clothed people made their hearts full of vigilance.

"Beizhen Fusi, Xue Zheng!" It turned out that the leading man in black was the former governor of Jinzhou, after the end of the Northwest War, he was transferred back to the imperial capital, and served as the commander of Langya Wei.

When the soldiers of the ruling guard saw the black identity plate, their expressions immediately changed, and at the moment, they didn't have time to think about it, so they had to say again from the silver-armored general who spoke before: "We are reporting the case to the Five Cities Soldiers and Horses, when did Langya Wei become so majestic, and the case of the Five Cities Soldiers and Horses Division is now under your control?"

"Are you questioning me?" Xue Zheng sneered, walked down the steps, and came to the silver-armored general, and said indifferently: "The land of Kyushu, where is not controlled by my Langya Guard? Your Lord Governor, didn't teach you what to do when you see Shangguan? Holy Ancestor preached with courtesy, what about your way?"

Xue Zheng's voice was not loud, and when he heard the ears of those ruling guards, it was like this wind flying in the sky, making people feel like falling into an ice cellar, and everyone's faces changed for a long time, so they bowed their heads and called respectfully: "The last general has seen Lord Tongzhi, please be safe with Lord Tongzhi!"

"For the death of the high priest, Langya Wei is deeply sorry, this matter, our hands are indeed stretched a little long, but I hope you understand one thing, just this month, the priest is the thirteenth imperial nobleman to be killed, the detailed situation, my marquis has repaired the book and sent it to Chongzhou, soon, the Pope will know the cause and effect of this case, before that, I hope your army cooperates, until the Shangyuan Festival, the defense of the holy palace will be taken over by Langya Wei!"

"This. ”

"What?" Xue Zheng turned his head and sneered, "Do you have any objections?"

"Don't dare!" The silver armor general hesitated for a long time, he really couldn't resist Xue Zheng's eagle-like gaze, now that the priest of the Holy Palace is dead, the entire Holy Palace is a group of dragons without a leader, even if there is an objection, in front of this wolf-like Langya Guard, how dare they dare to resist if they have lost their greatest reliance, everything can only wait until the day of the Shangyuan Festival, when the Pope comes to Beijing, and then make plans.

Xue Zheng, who looked indifferent, smiled slightly, took the cloak handed by his subordinates, raised his feet to cross the silver armor army, and walked outside the palace by himself.

"Jade. Walking outside the Nine Saints Palace, Xue Zheng's face was slightly pale, and he turned to look at the petite figure behind him and asked, "What do you think about this case, there is no one here, you can speak freely!"

"Yes, uncle!" The one who had been standing around Xue Zheng was actually a young girl, Langyawei's standard clothes and armor were worn on her body, but she looked vibrant, and Wuzi added a bit of the style of women who did not let her eyebrows go.

"There are not many people who can kill the high priest in one blow in the imperial capital, and the human level master is an unknowable existence, according to Langyawei's information, the strength of the high priest is only one step away from the ground level, if the ground level master wants to kill him, according to our cognition, it is impossible to do it without any traces of fighting, so he can kill him so cleanly and neatly, without leaving any clues. The girl's lips twitched slightly, and she talked eloquently, but when she said this, she thought for a while, but she didn't dare to say anything more.

"You mean this killer, at least half a step of the Heavenly Rank, and it is likely to be a Heavenly Rank master!" Xue Zheng's face gradually sank, raised his hand and gently twisted the stubble on his chin, and said slowly: "The Heavenly Rank master of the imperial capital, the prince of Wucheng counts as one, your father counts as one, and the great master of Xiangguo Temple counts as one, hehe." ”

"The prince lives in a simple place, how many years have not interacted with anyone, let alone heard that he has any grudges with anyone, your father is a dignified champion, there is no reason to assassinate a priest of the state religion who is no threat to people, and it is even more impossible for a great teacher, although Wen Renbing is a priest of the state religion, but over the years, he has been regarded as a very regular in the imperial capital, and the relationship between the royal family and the state religion needs this kind of good man to balance, he is dead, there is no benefit to the royal family, if he is replaced by a person who is not good to get along with, our majesty, life will be uncomfortable, and the national teacher will not do anything that is not in the interests of the royal family！”

"Uncle missed something!" Yu Yao smiled slightly, looked up at Xue Zheng, and said with a flash of cunning in his eyes: "There is a huge imperial capital, but there are not only the princes, the father and the national teacher, the three heaven-level masters!"

"Eldest niece, do you really dare to think about it, now, my uncle has to think about it, how should your father spend this year so that he can sleep peacefully?"

"Then uncle agrees with my idea?" Hearing Xue Zheng's joke, Yuya's face suddenly glowed with a different kind of look, the girl's heart really made it difficult for her to suppress the excitement in her heart.

"You are still young, this pot, uncle will carry it for you!" Xue Zheng shook his head and smiled, then took the reins handed by his subordinates, turned over and jumped, sat on the horse and said: "Order, except for the sons and daughters who stayed in the Holy Palace, all the rest will be gathered by Lao Tzu!"

"My lord, where are you going?" The subordinates on the side had long been confused by the dumb riddle of the uncle and nephew, and finally found a chance to speak, but saw their eldest lady smiling like a flower, almost melting the first snow in Chang'an City, and waited for a long time before hearing the voice of their own adults from a distance.

Xue Zheng, who was on the horse, looked indifferent, but he called all the Langya Wei sergeants behind him, all their faces changed greatly, and in the wind and snow, there was only that sentence full of neutral male voice, a little domineering, and a little helpless.

"Bauhinia Mountain, Academy!"