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The cold wind that was full of cold but not biting was blowing in the imperial capital, and the night sky at this time was so gorgeous and colorful, and the round of crescent moon probe like a string blade came up like a probe probing the brain. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoThe soft moonlight, the bright stars that spread across the sky, and the lights that lit up the capital, everything was so peaceful and peaceful.

Ye Yinfeng let the cold wind blow into his chest, still wearing a blue shirt, with a slightly thin body carrying a black iron sword without a scabbard. At the age of sixteen, there was a bit of tenacity like a strong aura, and his body stood as straight as the iron sword behind him. Shuttling between the streets and alleys, Ye Yinfeng didn't go too far, he walked along the street in front of the inn.

Occasionally, he would inadvertently walk into the alleys full of people, looking at this prosperous and magnificent imperial capital, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart. This city has a little more majestic atmosphere, less extravagant atmosphere, and the simple but thick and solid city walls give him a strange feeling. Straight streets, vertical and horizontal intersections, and occasionally one or two small rivers less than two zhang wide flowing through the city, but they do not add a lot of softness to this majestic and masculine imperial capital.

He walked aimlessly, feeling the hearty smiles of the city's citizens around him, and the smiles on their faces were heartfelt joy. It is spreading in all directions with a vigorous atmosphere, and the majesty and strangeness of the imperial capital is the proof of their pride.

Crossing an arched stone bridge, it was a wide street several feet wide enough for four or five carriages to sit side by side at the same time. However, there are very few houses on both sides of this street, and the front of this street should be the exit of the city gate of this imperial capital, but I don't know which city gate it is.

Ye Yinfeng looked at the wide avenue that was as deep as a hideous beast opening its bloody mouth, and a kind of heart palpitation surged in his heart for no reason. The palpitations were like a tremor in the depths of his soul, and he had to stop his progress, and he looked at the street, and a trace of doubt welled up in his heart, but he did not go on. Along the great street, he returned to the stone bridge, which was not wide, and along the stone bridge, he decided to go back.

As soon as he stepped off the stone arch bridge, he heard a jumble of footsteps, followed by a figure running towards him. Ye Yinfeng didn't look very carefully, and when the figure ran in front of him, he found that it was a handsome and strong young man about twenty years old, but the young man's appearance was a little embarrassed, and his clothes were in tatters, and what puzzled him was that the young man's body was still stained with blood. Thick streaks of blood rushed towards the tip of his nose, causing him to frown.

As soon as the bloodstained sturdy young man saw Ye Yinfeng just stepping off the stone bridge, his eyes showed an anxious look, and he said to Ye Yinfeng anxiously: "This friend, please take the general to the Zhao Mansion below, and ask for help if there is an urgent matter below." ”

Ye Yinfeng instinctively became wary of this sudden young man, and he was not moved by the other party's anxious gaze. It was the first time he came to Bianliang City, and the young man didn't look like a wicked person, but people can't be deceitful, and more things are better than less. So he didn't pay attention to the sturdy young man who came in a hurry, and his body tilted slightly, and he staggered past the sturdy young man who came in a hurry.

The young man didn't expect that since the blue-shirted sword-bearer ignored him, maybe it was the exchange of qi and blood, and a look of despair suddenly appeared in his eyes, and he stopped and looked at the blue-shirted young man. At this time, there was no one else around the stone bridge except the blue-shirted boy. His lips squirmed, and he wanted to speak, but unexpectedly, a sweet feeling in his throat rushed out.

"Wow", after Ye Yinfeng staggered with the young man, he planned to leave, but he didn't expect that as soon as the young man turned around, he actually spurted out a mouthful of blood. And the young man's body was even more shaky, Ye Yinfeng didn't expect that the young man's mouthful of blood actually squirted a few traces on his shirt, and the bright blood spots on the blue shirt were like plum blossoms blooming in the dark night.

The body shook, seeing that the person was about to fall, Ye Yinfeng sighed in his heart, if the person's body fell, it would definitely fall into the river under the stone bridge, and he helplessly reached out to catch the person's body. And to his bitter smile, the boy passed out, and his face became extremely pale.

Ye Yinfeng was helpless, so he could only reach out his palm and output his true qi to check the person's injuries, he didn't expect that this young man was also a martial cultivator, the aura in his body was disordered, and several meridians in his body had been broken. It can be seen that this young man must have gone through a hard struggle to end up in such a miserable situation. The young man only said an unclear word to him, and he didn't know how to get to Zhao's mansion, nor did he know who to find.

For a while, at a loss, Ye Yinfeng thought about it for a while, he still decided to take the young man to the inn, and then ask the shopkeeper in the inn to see if there was any wealthy family surnamed Zhao in this imperial capital. He could only do this for the time being, the man's injuries were too serious, and if he took the liberty of treating them, his injuries would be even worse, and the man was already unconscious, and he should be fine for the time being.

He lifted the boy up, and was about to walk down the street towards the inn, when he heard footsteps behind him. Listening to the sound of footsteps, it should be three men, and he didn't pay attention to these, this is the end of the street, and it is common for people to appear, so he didn't take the three people behind him to heart.

Ling Tianyun accompanied Zhao Kuangyin in the palace for a day, in fact, they mainly accompanied Chai Rong, although he was the emperor of the Great Zhou of the Ninety-Five, but Chai Rong still decided to give himself a day off, the three of them ate and drank in the palace, and they had long forgotten the loss of time. I don't know if there will be such a day, there is no transaction under power, and there is no shadow under the majesty of the royal family, everything is only the heroic dry cloud between the three different surnames Jin Lan.

In the end, taking advantage of the night, Chai Rong didn't seem to have enough fun, he decided to sneak out of the palace, as for his decision, Zhao Kuangyin and Ling Tianyun, who were originally brothers, should sacrifice their lives to accompany each other. But after all, Chai Rong has not been on the throne for a long time, how many pairs of eyes are still secretly watching all this, and how many enemies of the Great Zhou Kingdom are secretly peeking at everything about this Ninety-Five Supreme, after the persuasion of Ling Tianyun and Zhao Kuangyin, they still can't be persuaded by it.

Sacrificing his life to be a gentleman, Ling Tianyun thought of this sentence at this time, where is he sacrificing his life to accompany the gentleman, Chai Rong is not his brother-in-law, he is still the emperor of this Great Zhou, so he and Zhao Kuangyin can only follow Chai Rong's left and right tightly, and are preoccupied with guard. Fortunately, they sneaked out of the palace, and there was no trouble along the way, and the three of them successfully crossed the Suzaku Street in front of the palace gate in the moat.

When they passed a stone-arched bridge beside Suzaku Street, they found that there was no one around, except for a man in a blue shirt carrying an unsheathed iron sword, and was walking with his back to them. Many Jianghu high-rollers like to walk with swords, and there is nothing unique between the blue-shirted man and the sword, but Ling Tianyun and Zhao Kuangyin knew each other, they didn't dare to take it lightly, and protected Chai Rong in the middle, and then they slowly followed behind the blue-shirted man.

After following for a while, Ling Tianyun's heart suddenly shocked, they only found out that the blue-shirted man was still carrying a person in his hand, and at first their energy was focused on the blue-shirted man and the unsheathed iron sword behind him, but they didn't notice that the person was still carrying a person in his hand. Especially Ling Tianyun, he felt that the man's clothes in the man's hand were a little familiar, and his heart moved, and his face suddenly changed.

"Friends in front, please stay." Ling Tianyun shouted at the blue-shirted man in front of him while his whole body was covered with true qi and guard. He remembered that the clothes of the person in the man's hand were the usual clothes of the Daizhou Feng family, although he only took advantage of the fact that he had been in the Daizhou Feng family for less than a few hours, but he could remember it clearly.

Ye Yinfeng was carrying the seriously injured and unconscious young man and was slowly moving forward, he was full of doubts and didn't know how to solve it, but a cry came from behind him coldly. This made his heart tense, could it be that the enemy of this person in his hand came up, and there was really no good thing, he decided to ignore the shouts behind him, and his feet couldn't help but speed up his pace.

Ling Tianyun couldn't help but be furious when he saw that person didn't pay attention to his intentions, he only saw the person's clothes in the other party's hand, but he didn't see the person's face, but the mottled blood stains on the person's clothes made him wonder if the man in the blue shirt had injured the person from the Feng family. If it was the man in the blue shirt who injured the person of the Feng family, he would not let go of the other party, seeing that the man in the blue shirt quickened his pace, his body also accelerated.

"Third brother, what's the matter?" It was the first time Chai Rong saw Ling Tianyun angry, his face changed slightly, he also saw some clues in the previous situation, he didn't expect that there would be murder in this imperial capital, which made him angry in his heart. But after all, he was the king of a country, he asked Ling Tianyun calmly, and at the same time, he hoped that one of his inquiries could remind him, so as not to lose an inch.

Zhao Kuangyin also had a lot of contact with the people of the Feng family, and he also recognized that the clothes of the person who was carried were exactly what the people of the Feng family usually wear, but he did not speak, and a pair of tiger eyes flashed with the essence of the Dao, and he kept sweeping around. It's just that there are no other people around, only the blue-shirted man with a sword who is speeding up in front of him.

Ling Tianyun's figure flickered, and in a few vertical steps, he chased after the blue-shirted sword-bearer, and he quickly distanced himself from Zhao Kuangyin and Chai Rong, and also narrowed a lot of distance from the person who was moving forward without saying a word. "Zheng", as the distance between the two of them narrowed, Ling Tianyun also took out the treasure knife in his hand, and a cold glow suddenly flashed out from the treasure knife.

Ye Yinfeng couldn't help but secretly complain in his heart, with his light skills, it was very simple to get rid of the people behind him, the problem was that he still had one person in his hands, so his light skills would be greatly discounted invisibly. As the footsteps behind him got closer and closer, a piercing chill came from behind him, and he heard the soft roar of the sword. In an instant, the bloodthirsty aura spread towards him, locking his body in.

"Stop, or don't blame you for not being able to take a long shot." Ling Tianyun's eyes lit up with anger, and he scolded the blue-shirted man in front of him. He had already drawn out the Xingze Treasure Knife, and the surging aura locked the person tightly, and he couldn't see the other party's face, but Ling Tianyun had the illusion that the other party was very young, even younger than him. But the illusion was only fleeting in his mind, and he was completely angered by the impudence of the other party.

The night is like water, the light is like fog, and the night of the imperial capital also has a special taste, but Ye Yinfeng is no longer in the mood to appreciate it. He didn't expect to go out like this, allowing himself to encounter such an unlucky thing, and he couldn't help but cry bitterly in his heart. But he is not the kind of person who is willing to accept orders, he is constantly thinking of solutions in his mind, but he is not familiar with the imperial capital, and he can't find anyone to help. Carrying the unconscious man, he could only head forward.