think about it.
Think about it carefully.
Under Bai Heng's serious gaze, Ye Qingxuan pondered for three seconds and nodded slightly.
"I've thought about it."
He stretched out his hand, pressed it on Bai Heng's body, and showed a farewell smile: "Sure enough, instead of taking all the trouble to bring you to the imperial capital, it would be easier to throw you into the sky."
At that moment, within a hundred miles, a roar was heard as if mountains were falling from the sky and crashing onto the earth.
Within ten meters of Bai Heng's body, the earth cracked and cracks appeared. The terrifying impact caused dust to fly up. The ground sank three-thirds, and a hurricane swept through. Everyone could not open their eyes.
But when the dust settled and the hurricane subsided, amidst everyone's choking, Bai Heng still stood there, looking at Ye Qingxuan leisurely.
Smile.
Ye Qingxuan's face was gloomy.
The force he exerted just now, let alone Bai Heng, should be able to throw even a steel siege vehicle into the sky. But Bai Heng remained motionless, and the moment Ye Qingxuan exerted his force, he felt a hundred times more terrifying power coming from the nature interference, almost knocking him over.
"It's useless. I was just making an analogy."
Bai Heng sighed, "The protection theory of the Great Wall... How should I put it, is quite thorough. Since ancient times, there have been many people like you who have tried to kill the head of the Longmai family. The more people have died, the more various protections are in place. ”
As he spoke, he rolled up his sleeves and showed Ye Qingxuan his mark as the head of the Bai family: "Look, I have the iron certificate of the alchemy book with me. You have not been recognized through the Ye family's Dragon Vein Road and become the real Ye Qingxuan." The head of the family does not have the emperor's 'Qing Jun Side' blood letter. Unless the force you exert can throw the Weiyang Palace suppressed by the dragon veins into the universe, otherwise it will be in vain."
Having said this, he smoothed his messed up hair:
"Let's talk about it..."
boom!
Before he finished speaking, the ground under Bai Heng's feet cracked and cracked, and then quickly closed. The ground originally composed of dust and soil now had a faint sheen of gold and iron.
Invulnerable to swords and invulnerable to water and fire.
Instead, a slight crack opened on Ye Qingxuan's fingertips.
After Ye Qingxuan stopped, he continued calmly:
"... Trying to stuff me into the center of the earth won't work."
After a long silence, Ye Qingxuan turned back and looked at his eldest grandson Jigui: "Is everything he said true?"
The face of the eldest grandson Jigui was very complicated, with a look of helplessness as to why you thought I would tell you, but after being silent for a long time, he still sighed after all.
"This is the Great Wall Dragon Vein's protection for the family master. Unless someone who is also the Dragon Vein family master takes action, an ordinary musician will at best make him embarrassed. It will be extremely difficult to kill him."
“…”
Ye Qingxuan fell into silence and looked at Bai Heng with narrowed eyes.
Just as Bai Heng said.
Considered it.
But what they were thinking about was not how to send him to the imperial capital, but how to let him die here neatly.
It would be best if there were no bones left.
In just a few moments, Ye Qingxuan tried various methods, including high temperature, extreme cold, suffocation, swords, crossbows... Unfortunately, with the blessing of the dragon vein and Bai Heng's careful preparation, they were all resolved.
A lively Bai Heng stood in front of him, but he couldn't kill him. This feeling made Ye Qingxuan extremely annoyed.
At the end, he exhaled slowly.
"Have you figured it out?" Bai Heng asked.
"Think of two solutions."
Ye Qingxuan studied his appearance with cold eyes: "The first one is to build a cage here, lock you here, sit down and wait for seven days. If you don't drink water, you will die in three days, and your body will rot to the core. After that, the problem will be solved naturally.”
"This is an effective method." Bai Heng nodded: "What about the second one?"
"it is this."
Ye Qingxuan raised the sword of the New Testament and pointed it at his face: "Together with you and that obstructing Great Wall, one! Together! Explode! Shatter!"
"Maybe it's possible."
When Bai Heng heard this, he just raised his eyebrows and shook his head regretfully: "It's a pity..."
He said, "It's too late."
At that moment, the movement of "From the New World" was played again. Thousands of movements filled by Ye Qingxuan emerged from the darkness like stars, and the endless glow locked onto Bai Heng.
The stars symphony.
At this moment, all the music has been transformed into Gangnir by Ye Qingxuan through the matrix of the World Tree. Thousands of Gangnir overlap, forming a terrifying force that is enough to smash the natural disaster in front.
The murderous intent in the sky converged into a thread, and the torrent of light was ready to go.
Immediately afterwards, a stream of light came from the sky and fell in front of Ye Qingxuan in everyone's sight.
Immediately afterwards, the stream of light unfolded into a bunch of yellow silk. The first thing that emerged was the seal mark representing the emperor's will, and then lines of writing were revealed.
There was also a ritual officer who recited the above text in an elegant and elegant way, which sounded elegant and fair, but it made Ye Qingxuan unable to understand a word and he was extremely annoyed.
He looked at his eldest grandson Jigui.
The eldest grandson Jigui was already numb and did not need Ye Qingxuan to speak, so he shook his head and translated for him:
"I talked about a lot of things, reviewed the past, criticized Bai Heng, explained my heartache and appreciation for you, and said that I would only punish the culprits and never pursue the threats. Finally, let you Take Bai Heng to the imperial capital."
"Then what?" Ye Qingxuan asked.
The eldest grandson Jigui looked at him deeply, with disgust in his eyes: "Then you can get what you want, take your woman and get away as far as you want."
"Thanks."
Ye Qingxuan's expression was serious, but there was an unspeakable sarcasm in his tone, "You're just going to watch me take Bai Heng away?"
The eldest grandson Jigui ignored him and just looked at Bai Heng.
"At this point, our covenant is complete."
"Well, you did a better job than I imagined." Bai Heng nodded and said goodbye: "Then I'll leave first."
"I won't send it."
The eldest grandson Jigui took one last look at him and turned to leave.
Amid Ye Qingxuan's strange expression, Bai Heng came back in shackles with an eager look on his face.
"Then let's go?"
Bai Heng smiled friendly and walked in front with enthusiasm, as if he was a tour guide for his brother from the countryside: "Don't be afraid, I know this road well, I will lead the way."
After that, he walked swaggering towards the Tianmen Pass.
After a long period of silence, the Heavenly Gate opened a gap in front of Bai Heng.
In this way, Bai Heng fulfilled the wishes of most of the rebels, passed through Tianmen Pass, and headed towards the imperial capital.
But not as a conqueror, but as a prisoner.
But he looked happy.
Indescribable freedom.
…
…
After going through a lot of tedious procedures, Ye Qingxuan once again set foot on the road to the imperial capital with a group of soldiers who looked like they were just filling in the numbers.
Before that, Ye Qingxuan buried Mr. Hu properly.
"It's a pity that such a hero should be buried in a state funeral. Now a thin coffin is just enough to cope with the problem, right?" Bai Heng was still beside him chirping: "But for our Majesty, this is what is natural. . After a person dies, it’s not worth building any more, just bury her. It’s the same for herself, otherwise she wouldn’t have been on the throne for so many years, not even building her own imperial mausoleum, but also stopping those of her ancestors... But it is such a pity for a hero like Mr. Hu. I said, Ye Qingxuan, how about I pay some money... "
"Shut up."
Ye Qingxuan was on the horse. When he looked back at him, his eyes were gloomy: "Don't force me to take you outside of Cathay and then kill you with one knife!"
"Mr. Hu, benevolence will be rewarded. Why should you do this?"
In the prison car, Bai Heng looked at him with regret: "Unfortunately, Ye Qingxuan, your last chance to kill me has been missed. If you do it now, even if I don't need to call for reinforcements, do you believe that the emperor will stop you?"
Along with his words, Ye Qingxuan's expression became more and more gloomy. He felt that the Great Wall Music Theory shrouded in the sky had locked onto Bai Heng and protected him layer by layer.
Even the prison car has the defensive power of the Great Wall.
"I've said it before, the emperor can't let me die."
Bai Heng lazily slumped in the prison car, mocking the pair of eyes looking down from the sky, "After hundreds of years, three of the nine surnames of the Dragon Vein have now been eliminated. Now the blood of every Dragon Vein is indispensable. After losing the Tianlai music theory that Ye is responsible for, the emperor will not let Cathay lose Bai's authority in Tianshang City."
Ye Qingxuan didn't speak, just walked in front silently.
Due to the restlessness and various reasons, the imperial capital, which could be reached in two days by one person at high speed, now seems to be out of reach.
The large group of people and the prison car dragged the two-day journey day and night to almost a week. Especially, the bastard Bai Heng is getting more and more troubled.
Don’t ride in the prison carriage unless it’s a fine horse, don’t eat meat unless it’s right, don’t drink water unless it’s nectar…
Even though he has become a prisoner, he still maintains the airs and rules of a prince. In the entire convoy, except for Ye Qingxuan, he does not take a serious look at what anyone else says, causing him to lose the job of communicating with this bastard. On Ye Qingxuan's body.
After being annoyed for a whole day, Ye Qingxuan finally broke out.
"Hey, Ye Qingxuan, have you...have you..."
"-No, get out!"
Ye Qingxuan didn't even bother to look at his hesitant look. But Bai Heng still didn't give up, and instead showed a mysterious look:
"Are you sure you don't want to hear it all?"
Ye Qingxuan was silent and ignored him at all.
Instead of complimenting him, Bai Heng shook his head in disappointment and said to himself: "Have you ever had any strange dreams? I mean, after coming to the East..."
On horseback, Ye Qingxuan's expression changed.
Bai Heng laughed as if he could see Ye Qingxuan's appearance.
"Don't worry, this is just a necessary step before inheriting the family head. You are the last person of the Ye family. As long as you are in Cathay, you will gradually accept the memory of your ancestors left in Tianshang City, or... mission."
In the prison car, Bai Heng rolled cigarettes for himself slowly and said calmly: "But you can rest assured that compared to other families, the Ye family has never been lazy, and your family's routine has been destroyed by your father himself - you We need to be as miserable as Zhangsun and the others. They are destined to bear a fate when they are born. They have to run for inexplicable missions while they are alive, and they cannot be relieved after they die... "
Ye Qingxuan was silent for a long time and then asked: "You mean... the musicians who inherited the dragon's veins have been implanted with orders that they cannot disobey?"
"Yes, that's right. Don't you know? It seems that Ye Lanzhou really didn't tell you anything..."
Bai Heng smiled mysteriously, and from the prison car, he put the cigarette at the corner of his mouth to signal him to take the initiative.
Ye Qingxuan looked at him coldly for a long time, then rubbed his fingers and sprayed out a stream of flames, which burned most of the cigarette and Bai Heng's hair to char.
"If you have something to say, say it quickly, and if you have a fart, say it quickly."
"Tsk, tsk, this is not the attitude of begging for help."
After Bai Heng pulled down his burnt hair, he took two puffs of his cigarette, leaned on the prison car, and leisurely blew out a wisp of green smoke:
"The blood of dragons inherits music theory through blood. In other words, the ancestors are the material for future generations. Future generations enjoy the shadow of their ancestors, but they must also shoulder the fate of the blood that has been deepened from generation to generation - just like a curse. You Look, Ms. Liu, originally all the young and old girls were pretty, but for the sake of "immortality", they became neither human nor ghosts; Ms. Yuan is better, what is passed down is not the mission, but the "killing impulse", every generation of people from He was born with a piece of his brain missing. He cannot empathize with other people and has little sympathy. He only feels happy when he kills and is killed. As for the Changsun family, he dreams of returning to heaven. The family heads of the past generations tried to regain the royal power and spent all their money. The entire country worked hard to rebuild the Heavenly City, and even built a bullshit Heavenly Palace for this purpose... You don't know the White Lotus Sect, do you? That's what they did. Crossing the 'vacuum' and returning to the 'hometown', hey, it's all bullshit. And... "
After Bai Heng finished talking, Ye Qingxuan looked at him.
"What about the Bai family?" Ye Qingxuan asked, "You didn't talk about yourself, did you?"
"Ah, it turned out to be there, but it's long gone now."
Bai Heng flicked out the cigarette and said calmly: "I took advantage of it. I'm not even a musician. I still mentioned a mission. Isn't it a bit ridiculous?"
Ye Qingxuan looked away, ignored him, and just urged his horse to move forward.
Bai Heng was left alone in the prison car, sighing.
"That's great, that's great."
He narrowed his eyes and looked at Ye Qingxuan's back:
"It's just a dream, just enjoy it."