Chapter Ninety-Two: The Blade Hour
Lu Yanyan will also lead the band to leave tonight, but she will take the waterway, leaving from the northeast of Yunmengze and directly entering the Han River, whether it is going down the river to return to Baohua Mansion or going upriver to enter Jiangbei. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info
And Yang Qing's desire to leave the Flying Dragon Mansion Royal City is also very simple, as long as the team is divided and distributed, he can completely fool around by dressing up as a traveler and trader.
Yang Qing returned to the Zhike Pavilion, and immediately gathered all the six disciples around him, solemnly alerting, "The situation has changed, everyone must leave the Royal City of Feilong Mansion today, you all spread out and dress up, and meet in the pavilion ten miles away from the Royal City." ”
Yang Qing didn't explain too much to these wide-eyed and confused disciples, and warned again and again, "Just wait until three quarters, and don't wait until it expires." ”
Yang Qing stopped Scar, who was about to leave to prepare, and ordered, "You go and call Old Sect Master Wang over, and say that it is urgent." ”
Looking at the figure of Scar leaving in a hurry, Yang Qing is now also racing against time. The main purpose of the Six Academies Martial Arts held by the Flying Dragon Mansion this time is his physical cultivation, and it is also to destroy the Luoyang Academy Palace, which has been fighting against the Flying Dragon Mansion.
Unlike Yang Qingjin, who was the nemesis of sword cultivation, the Luoyang Academy Palace had not been good for the Flying Dragon Mansion for hundreds of years, and the Qin Sect Master probably wanted to get rid of this scourge neighbor who had been listening to the tune and not listening to the announcement.
Of course, the bad news is not only this, Daxing Mansion, which is the same iron buddy as Baohua Mansion and Qingxia Mansion, is now also controlled by Feilong Mansion, and in the future, the entire Jiangnan Six Mansions will no longer be a confrontation between the two males but a hegemon, and Baohua Mansion is in danger.
But this is no longer about Yang Qing's business, he is the sect master of the Martial Sect, whether it is big or not, whether it is small or not, the Flying Dragon Mansion is really not a big deal, and he will hide in Jiangbei with his family.
Your Feilong Mansion can still fight hard with Jiangbei Qifu in Niucha, unless you take too much medicine. But the yin boy is different, and the position of the lord of the mansion who has not yet covered his ass has now become a hot potato.
Yin Gongzi's entire family is in Baohua Mansion, and if he wants to surrender, it is estimated that the families of Baohua Mansion will not do it, and they will fight to the death, and there is also a bit of a taste of mantis arms blocking cars, and if they escape, they can run away The monk can't run the temple.
Is he as carefree as Yang Qing, is it so easy for the tens of thousands of people in the entire family to leave?
"I hope you can survive this catastrophe" Yang Qing prayed to Yin Gongzi in his heart, and immediately added in the next second, "Only if you defeat the Flying Dragon Mansion, I don't need to flee, and I can live happily in Baohua Mansion with the little beauty and Lu Yanyan."
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"I don't know what advice the virtuous nephew has to ask the old man to come over" Old Sect Master Wang walked into Yang Qing's room with a red face, and saw that this kid was packing up the package, and his eyes were stunned.
Yang Qing took out a few standing clothes from the cabinet and stuffed them into the package, and when he heard Old Man Wang's words, he immediately walked over and closed the door, "Hurry up, I don't have time to explain." ”
"What do you mean by that?" The wrinkles on Sect Master Wang's face were squeezed together, this kid wouldn't have woken up when he was drunk.
Yang Qing explained the matter from beginning to end, and Old Sect Master Wang's originally radiant spirit immediately withered.
"How can this be reasonable, how different is this from a beast" Old Sect Master Wang's sense of justice is bursting again, and his angry eight-character beard is up and down, and he clenches his fist at Yang Qing and thanks" "I have to go back quickly and tell those cubs to prepare early, and the great kindness of Yang Xian's nephew, please allow the old man to report it in the future." ”
"It's easy to say", Yang Qing was busy and didn't have time to fart, watching Old Sect Master Wang leave the room in a hurry, Yang Qing also tied the package directly to his back, "My old grandson is going too!"
Night fell quietly, and the Flying Dragon Mansion in winter was also cold and cold, Yang Qing was wrapped in a black cloak, and his thick and tall body made him do his best when he was pretending to be a wave, but it was impossible to disguise himself as an ordinary person.
Although his appearance and outfit can't be ordinary, he still frequently attracts attention when he walks on the quiet streets.
There was no way that the pedestrians on the street were already scattered and sparse enough, and suddenly a guy with a big waist and a sneaky look came to him, and many single pedestrians were afraid when Yang Qing approached and quickly trotted away.
Yang Qing lifted his wide cloak and hat slightly, and the six soldiers standing outside the east gate were all stamping their feet and sighing.
I knew that there were no birdmen on the streets at night, and how good it would be for me to follow the crowd during the day and leave without knowing it, so that now I can't even think of not attracting their attention.
However, there is no time to wait until tomorrow before leaving, that Qin Sect Master may be able to rush back tonight, and it will change later.
Yang Qing strode to the city gate, staring closely at the red nailed city gate in front of him, trying not to look at the little minions waiting in the two rows of the city gate.
The guards also saw that this big guy who had to go out alone in the dark of night, wrapped in a black cloak to hide his appearance, and his body was unusually rough.
"Slow" just as he stepped over the road of the city wall, a sharp rough shout stopped in Yang Qing's ears, and he could only pause and turn around.
These six minions are honest, if Yang Qing really wants to start, he won't have time to breathe at all, but there are still more than a dozen figures walking around on the city wall, once these people see an accident under the city wall, the horn on the city gate tower will definitely blow, and then he may face the pursuit of thousands of troops.
"Lift the cloak and let me see you" A soldier with a stubble face and a vicissitudes of life looked at Yang Qing, and his right hand unconsciously touched the hilt of the knife on his waist.
It may be that the other soldiers also discovered the captain's abnormality, and when they saw the peculiarity of this guy, they all showed their long knives one by one, and their shiny weapons shone with a touching chill in the moonlight.
"Whew" Yang Qing took a deep breath, suppressed the violence in his heart, slowly lifted his cloak, and said with a forced smile, "I don't know what the official has to say." ”
It may be that Yang Qing is flattering, the soldier who spoke just now lowered his guard and walked to Yang Qing's side to look at him carefully, with a wide mouth and a square nose, thick eyebrows and big eyes, a very ordinary man, but he was a little too strong.
"I seem to have seen you somewhere," the soldiers who were constantly patrolling up and down and left and right around Yang Qing rubbed their chin and recalled carefully, "Why can't you remember?"
Yang Qing's heart moved, "Damn, the soldiers here must have seen me, weren't they the ones who guarded me when they first visited the Flying Dragon Mansion King City yesterday?", but he also had a trace of luck in his heart, maybe they weren't on duty yesterday.
However, Yang Qing's luck didn't last long, and a very young soldier next to him shouted, "He didn't ...... yesterday."
However, before he finished his words, the veteran who had been guarding around Yang Qing immediately announced loudly, "He's just an ordinary person?"
After saying this, he put on a pleasant face at Yang Qing, "You can go, no problem." ”
Although Yang Qing was very surprised by the other party's reaction, this sentence was exactly what he wanted to hear, and he immediately turned around and disappeared into the darkness.
Seeing Yang Qing leaving, the veteran immediately ordered his subordinates around him, "Hurry up and go to Zhan Mansion and inform Lord Zhan of the news that Sect Master Yang of Baohua Mansion has left the royal city at night." ”
One of his subordinates raised his head and asked suspiciously, "Why didn't you just arrest him just now?"
"Mahler, the master of a sect will pinch us to death as easily as ants," the stubble-faced soldier yelled, staring out of the dark city gates, "Let's just do our job well, this kind of thing is not something we can meddle in." “
Yang Qingyun came out of the royal city of the Flying Dragon Mansion in a fog, this happiness came a little suddenly! Usually he is unlucky, and he can stuff his teeth when he drinks saliva, but today God can be regarded as an eye-opener.
Yang Qing walked out of the sight of the Flying Dragon Mansion King City, and immediately ran away with his legs. In every city or populated town, a ten-mile pavilion will be built, and anyone who sends off will stop at the foot of the pavilion, which symbolizes 'ten miles to send you, and there will be a farewell'.
Yang Qing could see a lot of figures shaking faintly in the long pavilion from a long distance on the road, including countless torches illuminating it.
"It can't be from the Flying Dragon Mansion, right?" he was a little unsure, his disciples only had three martial cultivators and three martial artists, and the situation was a little wrong with so many people there.
Yang Qing walked through the dense forest from the palace road, and slowly approached the past.
In the ten-mile long pavilion, Old Sect Master Wang frowned and asked Yang Xian's nephew's disciple, "Are you sure that Sect Master Yang asked you to be here for three moments to integrate and trigger, now that the hour is almost up, why hasn't your sect master appeared yet." ”
Scar wiped the anxious sweat on his forehead, looked at the road connecting the Royal City of the Flying Dragon Mansion, it was as black as a hole, there was no sound in it, and sighed, "That's how the sect master explained, did he encounter something wrong." ”
As soon as his words fell, a sharp curse sounded from the dense forest next to the long pavilion, piercing the entire dark sky, "You just encountered an accident, are you trying to seek power and usurp the throne!"
Who else could say this unscrupulous invective except Yang Qing, as soon as he approached the long pavilion, he heard Scar's stinky mouth guessing wildly, and his anger also exploded.
"Nephew Yang Xian, it's good that you can come out, we have been waiting for you for a long time" Old Sect Master Wang saw that this little nephew was able to escape from the royal city safely, half relieved and half questioned, "We came out of the royal city during the day, and we have been waiting for you here for nearly an hour, and the virtuous nephew has not had a conflict with the Xiqi School Palace." ”