"Commander of the Forbidden Army Xie Yun received the order—"
"The sage gave an oral order to pass on the words of the sage Xie Yunmian, hereby!"
In the early morning of the next day, when the gate of the palace was just opened, this was the first imperial decree that came out.
Recently, there has been a lot of noise in Luoyang City, and Ma Xin and others have noticed it, and they all showed horror when they heard the words. Only Xie Yun put down the celadon jade bowl in his hand, got up and covered his sleeves, and said in a deep voice under the eyes of everyone: "Lead the way."
It is not far from the side hall of Shouchang Palace to Shangyang Palace, but for some reason Xie Yun took a detour and passed in front of King Yong's Biefu. Yongwang Mansion, which was sealed off by the Emperor himself, was now heavily guarded, and the Habayashi Army surrounded the mansion in full armor. Seeing the chariots and horses of the Beiya Commander passing by, they all showed a mixture of vigilance and resistance.
Xie Yun picked up the curtain of the car, and saw the deputy general of the Habayashi Army striding towards him, and saluted stiffly: "This is a heavily banned place, what is Commander Xie doing?"
It was clearly the early summer morning, but the sky was covered with dark clouds, and there was a strong salty smell floating in the air, as if a heavy rain was brewing.
Xie Yun ignored the disapproval that was almost clearly on the other side's face, and after pondering for a moment, he asked, "Where's your general?"
"The general is practicing martial arts."
Just as Xie Yun was about to say something, the deputy general interrupted: "The Yulin army shoulders the emperor's order, the general is in the safety of King Yong, so it is inconvenient to come out to meet guests, please forgive me Commander Xie."
These words carried the emperor and King Yong, and they were incontrovertible at all—he thought that the arrogant and high-profile commander of the Imperial Army would be offended by this, but after waiting for a long time, he heard a chuckle from the carriage: "The Habayashi army is loyal to their duties, That's fine."
Lieutenant general: "..."
Xie Yun glanced at the lieutenant who was stunned on the spot not knowing how to react, and lazily said: "Please tell your general that your Majesty has announced that I will enter the palace alone to speak today."
"… what?"
Seeing him frozen in place, Xie Yun lifted his chin: "Go and talk."
The deputy general didn't know why, but he couldn't resist, so he had to turn around and leave.
But at this moment in the bedroom, Shan Chao was leaning on the couch with his back facing the door, his back undulating gently, and his tightly closed brows were haggard.
After he dropped the word Xie Yun last night, he lost consciousness, and immediately developed a high fever, and his breathing stopped for a while. The heartbeats of all the guards almost stopped, but fortunately, they were out of danger soon, and the dangerous high fever in the early morning finally subsided, and they fell into a deep sleep.
The lieutenant hesitated for a moment, and the inner grievance finally prevailed, and he exited the room and closed the door.
"Thank you Commander, your words have been conveyed to the General."
Xie Yun fixed his eyes on the lieutenant general who lowered his head and cupped his hands, and finally asked, "What do you generals say?"
"The general said, I understand."
— just got it
"You said that I had an audience alone?"
The lieutenant firmly insisted: "It is indeed conveying the exact words."
Xie Yun glanced past the closed mansion door, sighed inwardly for a while, but didn't reveal anything on his face, let go and put down the curtain: "Let's go."
The chariots and horses drifted away in the sight of the Habayashi Army.
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Probably because of the emperor's serious illness, Shangyang Palace closed its doors and closed its doors, making it quiet and gloomy. The carved beams of those magnificent and stately houses in the past were extraordinarily cold in the gloom, weighing heavily on the top of the head, making people feel tight in the chest.
"Commander Xie," the Holy Majesty's confidant, the eunuch, bowed and said in a sharp voice, "Your Majesty has been sick for days and is extremely afraid of seeing something murderous. Please unload your weapons."
——The commander of the imperial army is called to face the saint, and he never needs to untie his sword.
Xie Yun glanced back, not knowing when the temple door was closed, the dim skylight outside passed through the carved door leaf, casting an inconspicuous beam of light in the void.
Xie Yun didn't speak or move. The surroundings were quiet for a long time, and the eunuch felt that his palms were full of cold sweat. But his eyes were still lowered, he didn't say a word, and he didn't let the door leading to the sleeping hall open.
The time in the torment seemed incomparably long, and finally Xie Yun raised his hand and untied the Tai'a sword from his waist. The eunuch rushed forward to catch it, almost reeling from the ancient sword: "This... this way please."
The emperor is really not very good.
Xie Yun half knelt on one knee, but out of the corner of his eyes he looked at the Ninety-five Supreme Being who lived in the hall not far away. Suddenly, for no reason, he remembered the scene when he was led by Yin Kaiyang into the palace for the first time. At that time, he was in his prime, and the emperor was full of prestige, and the splendor of the imperial palace made him even more dragon-like; now he is an old man, and his crooked body seems to be covered by layers of bright yellow dragon robes, and the shadows of the palace. Swallow in general.
"How many years has Aiqing been in the palace?" the emperor asked while drinking the soup slowly.
Xie Yun bowed his head and said, "Report to His Majesty, thirty years."
"Thirty years." The emperor repeated, put down the empty medicine bowl, and said after a long while, "Aiqing will also pass the age this year."
"yes."
"Since ancient times, there have been 12 Ganluo prime ministers and 70 Taigong Jiang who have served the royal family since ancient times. However, it is rare for someone like Aiqing to enter the palace to learn martial arts and defend the inner court at a young age. It has been rare since ancient times."
"Your Majesty appreciates it."
The emperor nodded, and suddenly asked: "Is Aiqing loyal to me?"
These words seemed random, but there was a hint of murderous intent in them, Xie Yun's thoughts changed, and he said: "I can learn from the world's loyalty to Your Majesty."
"Hmm." The emperor seemed very satisfied with the answer, and said, "Then I will reward Aiqing with a favor."
Xie Yun's heart suddenly jumped uncontrollably, and he wanted to look back outside the door reflexively, but he controlled it.
The temple door was closed, he knew.
Where is Shan Chao at the moment
Shan Chao is not such a stupid person, he can clearly see the situation in the DPRK and China. If the emperor really wanted to kill him, he would definitely not just sit back and watch him enter the palace alone to face the saint. He would definitely find an excuse to follow him. It is not difficult for him, who is guarding Yongwang Palace, to enter Shangyang Palace...
"I am now in my dying years, and I also have this stroke. I know that my fate is not long. Aiqing has been cautious in serving public affairs and self-denial for thirty years. I feel that I can't do without Aiqing's service..."
The emperor raised the jug on the table in front of him, filled a glass of wine with his old and freckled hands, and said slowly: "So I want to give Aiqing to be buried in Qianling, how about it?"
With a clear ding, the emperor put the wine glass in front of the table and pushed it towards Xie Yun.
Xie Yun seemed to be stunned, and didn't know how to answer, his body was as motionless as a rock. After a while, the emperor finally became impatient: "Does Aiqing want to resist the edict?!"
"..." In the suffocating silence of the dormitory, Xie Yun finally got up slowly, stood on the ground, and said in a low voice: "I dare not." Then he walked forward.
"stop!"
"..."
"Master Yin," the emperor said coldly, "come and give wine to Xie Aiqing."
—A person walked in from the side door of the bedroom, and it was Yin Kaiyang!
Xie Yun's expression finally changed slightly, only to see Yin Kaiyang stepped forward to take the poisoned wine, came to him, smiled and said, "Ah Yun?"
The poisonous wine was rippling in Yin Kaiyang's hands, the surface of the liquid was as black as ink, reflecting Xie Yunsen's cold and slender eyes. At that moment, the air seemed to be exhausted suddenly, and the void froze into a bone-piercing block of ice; Xie Yun moved his finger, raised it and reached for the wine glass.
-boom!
The poisonous wine was knocked to the ground, Xie Yun said softly: "Report to the Holy Majesty, I can't obey the order." Immediately afterwards, the tattoos all over the body suddenly rose!
Yin Kaiyang's reaction was faster than Xie Yun's. The basalt totem covered his whole body from behind in an instant, and the invisible air flow spun and shot in all directions from the soles of his feet. Then he grabbed Xie Yun's side neck, and the green dragon pattern was forced to withdraw quickly!
The emperor shouted sharply: "Kill him!"
Yin Kaiyang stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers.
Xie Yun's pupils dilated instantly—someone jumped off the beam and landed heavily, even shaking the bricks under his feet!
"... Jing Ling," Xie Yun whispered in disbelief.
"Master Yin!" The emperor was startled and angry: "Didn't you agree to let me do it?! Why..."
Yin Kaiyang retreated quickly, and pressed the emperor's shoulder heavily. The heavy force forced the emperor's reprimand to stop suddenly: "Your Majesty, do you know what the rules are for choosing an heir at the secret door?"
The emperor was speechless.
"The secret door allows the disciples to kill each other, and the winning party will naturally have the qualifications and strength of the heir. I cultivated Xie Yun because I knew that Yin Tianqing had great power, but who knew that he was later exiled to Mobei, so I had to choose another Jing Ling, who is very talented; now there is no room for two tigers in one mountain, I must know who is the one who can inherit the secret door in the future."
"Ayun," the light of Xuanwu's white seal flickered slightly on Yin Kaiyang's face, which made his face a little strange: "This is your last chance to survive. Opening the seal is like cheating. I will kill you at any time. Jing Ling .”
Eight years have passed, and Jing Ling's overly beautiful and sharp face has lost her youthful air, but has become more sharp-edged, domineering and domineering. When she turns her wrists, her arm muscles are highlighted, and her soul-removing hooks are unsheathed, creating a strong airflow!
"Don't you want to know who is stronger, you or the cloud?"
The corner of Yin Kaiyang's mouth suddenly curled up, but the cold smile didn't reach his eyes at all: "This is your... your only chance."
Not only Xie Yun did not expect the sudden change, even the emperor did not expect it. In the main hall, only Jing Ling hooked his empty finger, narrowed one eye, and said with a smile: "Senior?"
Obviously these are very serious words, but when they come out of his mouth, there is a sense of provocation and rebellion.
Xie Yun looked him up and down, and said calmly: "You are not dead, and you are still making progress..."
"How much I have benefited, seniors will know if they come to try it for themselves?"
Xie Yun habitually reached out to Tai Ah with one hand, but his waist was empty. Just within a few centimeters, Jing Ling jumped straight up, and the Soul Seizing Hook pierced her eyes like a poisonous snake!
Xie Yun didn't have a weapon and couldn't resist, so he had to retreat hastily. Jing Ling's move was actually not very severe for himself. He originally planned to force Xie Yun into a panic and show his weakness before throwing him a soul hook; On the contrary, it forced out the kung fu foundation that has been hardened for many years. This lift can be called a frightening bird, graceful like a dragon swimming, not only avoiding the tip of the hook, but also cutting across the back of the soul hook!
Jing Ling snorted, and suddenly turned her wrist to meet him with the blade. Xie Yun withdrew his hand like lightning, unexpectedly Jing Ling pressed against his ear and said, "Want to die?"
Xie Yun withdrew and retreated, but Jing Ling raised his breath and roared fiercely, his double hooks turned into impenetrable moves, murderous aura and swords criss-crossed, like countless rampaging dragons, covering half of the hall in the shimmering battle formation!
"Come... someone!" The emperor knocked over the seat with a bang, and shouted hoarsely: "Hurry up and get someone to escort you!"
However, the palace gate was tightly closed, and no one heard the sound. Only then did the emperor realize that in order to punish Xie Yun today, he had transferred all the Beiya imperial guards from the Luoyang palace and replaced them with Yin Kaiyang's men.
"Your Majesty, don't panic, no one will hurt you..."
Yin Kaiyang smiled, the desperate fight was reflected in his eyes, and the light was unpredictable: "The winner will be determined soon."
Bang!
The brick wall was turned into countless cracked stones under the soul-snatching hook. At the very moment, Xie Yun rushed out with his head full of gravel, and lightly tapped Jing Ling's left arm at the moment when Jing Ling had no time to block back.
——Rather than a point, it is better to say that it is a touch, and it is not felt at all in an extremely fierce battle. However, Jing Ling was holding two knives, and the other soul-snatching hook was from bottom to top. Xie Yun clutched his upper arm and flew back quickly in the splash of blood. The sleeves of his robe were quickly dyed scarlet with blood!
He was like a bird flying lightly, his toes touched the wall behind him for a moment, and he galloped back; at the same time, the murderous aura slammed down from the side of his ear, smashing the wall he had borrowed just now into powder!
The two passed each other, and Xie Yun's fingertip hit Jing Ling's left arm again.
The next moment, Jing Ling supported the broken wall with the tip of the hook, borrowed the force from the reverberation in the air, and kicked hard and hard, Xie Yun's body smashed into the ruins like an arrow that left the string!
"..."
Xie Yun struggled to breathe, and the sweat dripped from his forehead. He has experienced many fights in his life, but he has never felt death passing close to him several times as clearly as now.
Memories turned into fragments and flashed through his mind, obviously unrelated, but he suddenly remembered that many years ago, he traveled thousands of miles from Mobei to Beijing with countless knives and swords. : Master, why do you greet each time you are attacked and never look back
Because you are behind me, Xie Yun thought.
If I turn around and run for my life, you will die without luck, so I must go forward.
boom-
The Soul Seizing Hook slashed down again, cleaving the ground close to the toes, and the time was frozen in an instant, and the exploding rubble rose to the front in slow motion.
Xie Yun glanced over Jing Ling's cold face, not far away, the light passing through the heavy palace door not far away, and the sword, light and sword shadow instantly turned into a receding tide.
At that moment, Xie Yun suddenly felt a sliver of hope that even he thought was absurd, but he couldn't get rid of it:—Will you come
Now you and I are strong and weak, when fate finally develops to the day when I finally have to turn around and run for my life...
will you show up