When the magic circles in those corner towers were activated, the courtyard where the head of the Shendu Eunuch Chen was located was already full of many Shendu Prison officials who could not be seen on a daily basis.

Before boarding the carriage, Supervisor Chen issued a series of orders in succession with unusually simple and swift speed.

Most of these orders were directed at the Division, including the assassinations of some of its key figures, as well as the swift takeover of some of its institutions.

These orders involve meticulous planning and a deep understanding of the Heavenly Supervisor, especially since most of the orders require the documents of the Empress and the two ministers to be executed.

However, none of the officials standing in this courtyard felt abnormal, because since Yuan Wu ascended the throne more than ten years ago, the greatest significance of the existence of the Divine Capital Prison was actually to eat the Heavenly Prison one day.

Of course, there were many old people like Mo Qinggong and the like among the officials of the Divine Capital Prison in these courtyards. The old man only corresponds to the number of years they have served as an official in the Divine Capital Prison, not to refer to the fact that they are really old.

When they saw the newcomers in the Divine Capital Prison around them, their eyes sparkled with excitement.

Such a moment is indeed a good opportunity for these young officials, but at this time, such excitement is morbid for these old people.

The battle on the border of Qin and Chu is in full swing, and it is not yet known who will kill the deer, and the Prison Heaven Division is also a pillar for Changling, and now these young officials are not worried about the war at the border pass, but they are already thinking about what kind of benefits this battle to clean up the Prison Heaven Division will bring to their future in the future.

However, even an old man like Mo Qinggong did not find the slightest abnormality in Supervisor Chen.

Ye Ce Leng is still in Changling City, and for Supervisor Chen, everything he has is in this Changling City.

But he himself boarded the carriage and began to travel to the Minshan Sword Sect in accordance with the will of the palace.

The reason why he completely accepted such an arrangement was because he knew very well that in this storm in Changling, only by preserving Baili Suxue as much as possible could it be possible to keep the night cold.

For the hostess in the palace, Baili Suxue was more important than the night cold.

As long as Baili Suxue lives, it is impossible for many people to leave, and it is impossible to use it to deal with Ye Celeng.

"I hope you live. ”

As the carriage began to gallop rapidly, Supervisor Chen, who closed his eyes, said slowly in his heart: "I hope I can live too." ”

Being alive is only the lowest demand for the ordinary people of Changling, and they pursue a better life, but for many people who have reached the top, living has become the ultimate pursuit.

As long as they can live, the people they care about can live, and they don't really care about the so-called pleasures, even if they eat the most humble food and wear the roughest clothes, they can be at ease.

There was a tremor with a distinctive rhythm from the galloping carriage.

The person driving for Supervisor Chen was a deaf and dumb old servant, and the communication between him and Supervisor Chen was through the tapping of the true yuan flowing from his fingers on the carriage.

Someone tried to stop his carriage, and it was only a low-ranking official who blocked the way, and his cultivation was only four realms.

In normal times, no such low-ranking official would dare to stop his carriage, so Supervisor Chen reopened his eyes and asked the carriage to stop, wanting to hear what the low-ranking official wanted to say to him.

"Chen Jinci, the ceremonial secretary. ”

When the carriage stopped, an official from the nearby alley had already walked out, came to his carriage, bowed down and whispered these two words.

Supervisor Chen was slightly stunned, waved his hand to let the Divine Capital Prison official leave, and then looked at the approaching young official.

Although he was a low-ranking official of the Lisi, this was a cultivator from the Chen family in Liangjiang County like him, on the same clan genealogy, so he knew this young man.

The young official was a little restrained, but he didn't get to his carriage before he bowed and said softly, "Don't try to deal with Duanmu Houye, it's a trap." ”

A strange flame burned in the depths of Supervisor Chen's eyes, his brows furrowed deeply, and he asked, "Who asked you to say such things to me?"

The young official continued, "Lord Shin Hyun asked me to tell you that he is not your enemy. ”

After saying this, the young official raised his head, and then black blood began to flow from his mouth, and then his eyes also turned black, and black tears began to flow.

Supervisor Chen knew that this young official had reached the last days of his life, and his tone, which was usually slow, suddenly became urgent, "Why?"

"It's not just because of Lord Shen Xuan, but also because in a sense, your lord, you are the future of our Liangjiang County, and you represent our Chen family, so you can't have an accident. ”

As soon as he said this, the young official collapsed and died beside his carriage.

Supervisor Chen slowly lowered his head.

His movements were unusually slow, as slow as moss growing slowly in the shadows.

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Minshan Sword Sect, Baili Suxue walked along the white jade-like ice path towards the top of the ice.

The more the top of the Minshan Sword Sect, the colder it is, there is a wonderful rule of vitality, the cold on the ice road far exceeds all the ice and snow in the world, and it has a strange repulsion effect on the external water vapor, the water vapor in the air is frozen into hoarfrost here, but it can't fall, it is pushed out far away by the cold on the mountain road, and it is blown away by the mountain wind, and it is scattered between heaven and earth again.

It's just that the cold qi on Libaili Suxue's body is stronger than this ice path today, and with every step of the fall, white vitality flows out of his body, falls on the ice path below his body, and then seeps into the inside along the eternal ice surface, until the inside slowly reveals a jade-like color.

The mountain wind was as cold as a knife, and he couldn't blow Baili Suxue's robe, but his hair was flowing under his own vitality, and it flew rhythmically behind him, naturally with a sacred taste.

He looked at Changling.

Today, as many years ago, there are clouds over the tomb.

It's just that unlike back then, most of the clouds in Changling today come from the Yin Falling Moon Circle in the corner tower, and the clouds and the extremely chaotic Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi back then came from those cultivators from all dynasties in the world who came to kill Wang Jingmeng.

Suddenly, a cold smile appeared on his lips.

The world around the Minshan Sword Sect was still unfazed, but he knew very well that the changes in the wind and clouds here would soon surpass the Changling Tomb at this moment.

Back then, there were countless people who wanted to kill Wang Jingmeng.

Now countless people are coming to kill him.

He was proud.

Because everyone in the world has not mistaken him, and they all know his heart.

He's such a man who loves and hates so much.

For Wang Jingmeng back then, he didn't forgive or forgive, but no matter what he did, he obeyed his own will.