Flying dragons were flying in the sky, Baili Suxue at this time made many practitioners tremble in shock, but when he looked at the outline of Changling, there was no pride in his eyes except hatred.
This is a very huge city, with no boundaries at a glance. A few years before Yuan Wu ascended the throne, this may be the largest city-state in history. The foreign population of the state came from caravans from various dynasties and regions.
Regardless of whether it was finally stolen by Yuan Wu and Zheng Xiu, he is not as good as Wang Jingmeng, and it is impossible for him to do such things as changing the law to make the people live and work in peace and contentment, and the dynasty to prosper.
As for Wang Jingmeng going all the way through the alley to enter Changling on the ground and finally died in battle, it was not that he was too stupid, nor did he think that he would take a certain method to enter the palace, but the situation forced him to use this method in exchange for Survival of some people.
Back then, Wang Jingmeng didn't have more than ten years of preparation time like himself, so compared with Wang Jingmeng, he felt that he had nothing to be proud of.
Even if there are disagreements, even if Wang Jingmeng refuses to listen to persuasion, the other party is a real person after all, and he will not hide his thoughts and emotions in front of him... So even if he is angry with Wang Jingmeng, even if he closes the mountain gate, he will not even give him a chance to meet. Wang Jingmeng, but that was just anger, he just thought that time would let Wang Jingmeng see clearly, but he didn't expect the change to be so fast and so drastic.
Since Wang Jingmeng is always his best friend in his heart, he naturally wants to avenge Wang Jingmeng.
He naturally wanted to finish what Wang Jingmeng hadn't done back then.
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Youlong entered Changling.
It flew so high that even the cloudy moon in the corners of the Changling Mausoleum could not be affected. On the contrary, when it flew across the sky, the shadow cast by its body from the high altitude was like a huge black moon, covering these tall turrets.
In a quiet house in Changling, a young man in Chinese clothes stood in front of the window of a pavilion, looking at the shadow of a dragon majestically moving on the central axis of Changling, his complexion extremely gloomy.
This is Duanmuhou Mansion.
This young man in Chinese clothes is Duanmu Jingzong.
He is one of the talented youths in Changling, a student of the Minshan Sword Sect, but he was an important chess piece for Zheng Xiu in the Minshan Sword Fair. The buttocks of Hou Fu naturally sat firmly on the side of Queen Zheng Xiu.
Changling was very empty at this time.
Duanmuhou Mansion is also very empty.
Those powerful practitioners who were recalled from the army and the priests of the mansion all followed Duanmuhou to kill on Minshan Mountain.
When he looked at the Youlong flying from the Minshan Sword Sect in fear, a petite, but very cold and arrogant girl had already walked into the empty Duanmuhou Mansion.
Duanmu Jingzong was still looking at the shadow of the dragon falling from high in the sky. He just smelled the smell of blood and sensed a strange fluctuation of vitality. The moment he lowered his head, he saw the figure of this girl.
He immediately turned pale.
"What do you want?"
He couldn't help but yelled out.
However, he himself knew the answer to this question.
This girl is Joruri.
And she came all the way in blood.
Jing Ruri looked at this young man whose face was whiter than the white plaster on the wall because of fear, and a strong sarcasm naturally appeared on his face. According to her original disposition, she didn't bother to answer at this time.
However, thinking of her studies in this city, and of what Ding Ning said to her, she knew that the answer at this time would increase the fear in the opponent's heart, so she looked at Duanmu Jingzong mockingly, and said lightly: "Are you an idiot? Your father went to Minshan to kill my master, and I came here to kill you people from Duanmuhoufu. Of course, this is a very fair thing."
Duanmu Jingzong is also one of the few young practitioners in Changling, but he himself is a disciple of Minshan Sword Sect, so he knows Jing Liuli very well, and the more he understands it, the more he understands how terrifying Jing Liuli is.
Hearing these words at this moment, he was so frightened that his body trembled, and he said in a trembling voice, "You... aren't you afraid that you won't be able to get out of Changling at all?"
This is the weakest form of intimidation.
Therefore, the mocking expression on Jingliuli's face was even stronger.
She turned her head and looked around, looking at the whole city that was panicked because of the flying dragon in the sky, looking at the chaotic turrets that were still trying to find Ye Celeng's trace, feeling the presence of officials from Shendujian and Jiantiansi in the streets and alleys. The vitality fluctuating in the air caused by the fight in the middle of the battle, he laughed at the same time, "Changling is very chaotic now."
Changling is in chaos, which means that even if someone like him is killed, no one will care at all, and no one will have time to take care of it.
Duanmu Jingzong understands that he can only rely on himself.
So he almost begged: "Senior sister, I am also a disciple of Minshan Sword Sect."
"Just because you are a disciple of Minshan Sword Sect, so don't try to escape, I will give you a fair chance to fight." Jing Liuli looked at him and said quietly.
Just when her voice sounded, Duanmu Jingzong uttered a howling sound like a wild animal, and a dense fog surged in front of him, and under the cover of the dense fog, he swept back crazily.
However, at this moment, his cry stopped.
From the corner of his eyes, he saw the profile of Jing Ruri.
Jing Ruri's figure was already at the same level as him.
His body froze involuntarily.
There was a soft pop.
He looked at the source of the sound in confusion, only to see the afterimage of a black stone sword being retracted, and his heart veins had been pierced, and he could see the scenery behind him.
"Why... why use such a sword?"
When the fear reached its peak and everything became settled, his mind became numb, and he asked this question for no reason.
The sword used by Jingliuli is very common, it is the "Moxie" sword, in the Sword Valley of Minshan Mountain, there is a stone sword made of the essence of inkstone.
For him at this time, the puzzling thing is that since the Minshan Sword Sect was prepared to take advantage of the empty city, Jing Liuli entered the city to start a massacre, so the best sword in Minshan should be used instead of this A very unusual stone sword.
"Washing away all the lead, the master wants me to fight without talent or with the strength of the sword."
Jing Liuli withdrew her sword and answered the last question in his life, "And this is just an experience, I am not the protagonist of today's Changling."
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Jing Liuli walked out of the bloody Duanmuhou mansion without any scruples.
In the depths of Duanmuhou's mansion, some women and children could hear the suppressed crying of fear.
Her footsteps suddenly stopped, her eyes narrowed slightly.
In an alley next to her, stood a teenager.
Like Dugu Hou, he also carried many swords on his back.
This is Dugu Bai.
Just squinting at him, Jing Liuli regained her absolute calmness, and said, "Since you have found me, but you didn't bring anyone here, and you don't have any killing intent, what do you mean?"
Dugu Bai looked at her, took a deep breath, and said, "I am a disciple of Minshan Sword Sect."
Jing Liuli frowned slightly, and said, "And then?"
Dugu Bai said, "My father helps the queen, and I help you and the master."