That Xu Hong looked at Wang Zhenling deeply, and he was not a mother-in-law, but he just arched his hand and said: "I don't thank you for my great kindness, but I have a life in the future, and I dare not obey!"

As he spoke, he walked away with dozens of his subordinates.

The people who were left behind the White Horse Gongsun looked at Wang Zhenling with jealous eyes: "Where did you come from to practice qi and dare to meddle in the affairs of the imperial court?"

Wang Zhenling smiled faintly: "Of course I don't dare to take care of idle things, but who let me have some festivals with the Gongsun family?

The commander of the Gongsun family said proudly: "I am Gongsun Kang!"

Before the words landed, all of a sudden, it was dark in front of him, and he felt that he was flying higher and higher, and he vaguely saw his headless corpse, which was still spurting blood.

"This is my corpse?"

Before Gongsun Kang could finish thinking about it, he had already lost his last consciousness.

"I'll borrow your head!"

Wang Zhenling laughed, easily took off the head of Gongsun Kang, and then flew into the air.

The knights of the Gongsun family below were shocked and angry, and they shot arrows into the air one after another, but where could they shoot Wang Zhenling?

In the blink of an eye, I don't know where Wang Zhenling disappeared.

"It's a pity that it's not the descendant of the Gongsun family, and there is no White Emperor gold medal......"

Wang Zhenling threw the head casually, slightly regretful.

But this is not too strange, if it is a descendant of the White Horse Gongsun family, how can it be so easy to kill?

For him, this matter is just a whim, and he doesn't take it to heart.

Who let him have a holiday with the White Horse Gongsun family?

Although Wang Zhenling did not suffer a big loss at the hands of the White Horse Gongsun's family, he was almost destroyed by the White Horse Gongsun's family.

Although Wang Zhenling didn't think about going over to find their bad luck, but when he encountered it, he would not let go of the white horse grandson with a few handfuls!

The mountains ahead are continuous, but they cut the entire Guanzhou and Zhongzhou, where Shenluo is located.

The road is steep and difficult, except for a winding path through the valley, which is the gateway between the two places.

However, in the middle of this valley, a Xiongguan was built on a scale of tens of miles. It is also called the Tianguan one!

It can be said that as long as this Tianguan is firmly guarded, even if there are millions of troops, they will not want to enter Guanzhou.

Therefore, seeing that the situation was unfavorable, the white horse grandson forcibly moved the Son of Heaven and the people from Shenluo into the pass.

At this time, there was chaos in the city.

Millions of people, countless supplies, want to pass through the city, and this hundreds of miles of path, the efficiency can be imagined.

At this time, you can see the mountains and valleys full of people crying for days.

However, they used to be in Shenluo, whether they were wealthy families, or nobles, or just ordinary people.

At this moment, they were all miserable, driven by the soldiers of Baima Gongsun, leaving their hometowns and heading towards Guanzhou.

When someone is left behind, they are often killed by those soldiers without hesitation.

There are even some soldiers who are directly interested in seeing the color, or seeing the wealth.

Drag a woman of good looks into the bushes, or simply snatch up your belongings.

Wang Zhenling glanced at it a few times, and couldn't help but shake his head again and again: "The white horse grandson is perverse, it makes me angry, I don't think it will last long sooner or later......"

Of course, this is not from the perspective of the people's will......

The people's heart is a thing that is useful and useful, and it is useless to say that it is useless!

Mainly from the perspective of the situation in the world, the white horse Gongsun gave up Shenluo, which is equivalent to announcing that he has no intention of competing for the world, and only wants to recapture Guanzhou, and take advantage of the natural danger to be in a safe corner......

But Baima Gongsun is afraid that he doesn't know that such a thing as dominating the world is tantamount to sailing against the current, and if he doesn't advance, he will retreat.

You only have to go forward forever, and there is absolutely no room to go back.

Because once you retreat, even if you stagnate, you will soon be swept away by the raging current.

From the inside, a group, when it is not self-motivated, no longer expands outward.

The members of the group will soon slack off, compete with each other for interests, have conflicts, become full of contradictions, and even have constant infighting.

And in terms of external factors, once you lose your motivation, the power stagnates.

Then the enemy will not be idle, but will expand more rapidly.

When the time comes, when the enemy is completely strong, he will not let you go......

Not to mention, the White Horse Gongsun is a force with contradictions inside.

originally suppressed the Son of Heaven and suppressed the forces loyal to the Son of Heaven above the court.

In the past, when Gongsun was powerful, these people did not dare to show it.

And now that Gongsun is showing his decline, none of these people know when it will happen!

It can be said that the migration from that Shenluo has already determined the fate of its defeat.

However, this has nothing to do with Wang Zhenling!

He was looking for some treasures that had been brought out of the Jinluo Palace.

All the way from Guancheng to Guanzhou, the team that stretched for hundreds of miles did not find what they wanted.

"Could it be that the things have been sent to Xian'an?

Wang Zhenling hesitated a little.

The kind of place in Xian'an is extraordinary, not only the old nest of the grandson of the white horse now.

More importantly, it was the capital of the former dynasty. There are only two feng shui dragon dens in the entire Dacheng world.

Even if it is the Dacheng Dynasty, although Dingding Shenluo, but that Xian'an is also regarded as a companion capital.

That kind of place must be tantamount to the Longtan Tiger's Den. Although it is not as good as the original Shenluo, it is by no means a light place.

Thinking of this, Wang Zhenling hesitated a little and decided to go and have a look.

If there's an opportunity, take the risk. If there is no chance to take advantage of it, then forget it......

Thinking of this, Wang Zhenling was already close to Xian'an. Look out from dozens of miles away!

But seeing that in the city of Xian'an, a white-gold light rushed straight to the sky, and a trace of purple gas descended, and the golden light enveloped the whole city.

Looking at it from a distance, Wang Zhenling simply didn't believe that this could actually be a city on earth, but suspected that this was a heavenly palace!

"What's the matter, this Xian'an is magnificent, right? In fact, Shenluo was a hundred times more spectacular than this Xian'an, after all, Shenluo is the real Dacheng Imperial Capital!"

Thinking of this place again, it is worthy of being the lair of the White Horse Gongsun, this white-golden light, Wang Zhenling endured it at a glance, this is the divine power of the White Emperor.

This is a city blessed by the power of the White Emperor!

"Is Wang Jun going to Xian'an?"

A voice suddenly sounded beside Wang Zhenling, startling Wang Zhenling, and immediately became vigilant.

"Hehe, I've heard for a long time that Wang Jun is so heroic, and he doesn't even pay attention to Lieshan Jun, are you afraid of such a little woman as me?"

A woman's grinning voice came over.

But I saw a cloud of mist, rising from the river below, turning into a palace lady, appearing in front of Wang Zhenling.