Chapter 253 Horror of the Imperial City 5

Chapter 253 Horror of the Imperial City (V)

Xia Houyang put his hand into his mouth and began to vomit. The kind of nausea and nausea rushed straight to his forehead, and his lower abdomen contracted and spit out the things in his stomach.

Liu Qiaoyi frowned and took a look at the vomiting Xia Houyang. He couldn't help saying, "You'd better go away and vomit!"

Xiahouyang was about to speak, and his stomach contracted quickly. Then he vomited, waved his hand, and turned his head to the lower reaches of the Luoyang River.

"Hehe! What's wrong with him? Will he be okay?" Liu Qiaoyi's eyebrows frowned deeper and deeper. Xia Houyang's movements made her very unhappy. She wanted to spit out what she had drunk before. However, as a girl's reservedness, she resisted the desire to put her hand into her throat. Seeing the uncomfortable Zhuge Yuren, she couldn't bear to ask.

rubbing his painful head, Wang Jingzhu stretched out his hand and touched Zhuge Yuren. Suddenly, he opened his closed eyes, and his eyes were full of blood. For a while, he changed from a beautiful man to another depressed appearance.

Looking at Zhuge Yuren's current appearance, although Liu Qiaoyi, who has no good impression on Zhuge Villa and the Daxia Dynasty, now has to point the finger at Wang Jingzhu and said angrily, "What are you forcing him to do? Such a big secret will be uncomfortable in his heart. You can see that he is forced to look like this, Gao I'm happy."

Wang Jingzhu just looked at Zhuge Yuren with a thoughtful face and didn't hear anything from her. He muttered to himself, "No! What on earth did Zhuge Villa do secretly? Will it really affect future generations? King of Five Officials, don't play with me! If I can't get that thing, I will trouble you when I go to hell!"

Zhuge Yuren's eyes were lightless, and suddenly showed a white light, quickly covering everyone. There was a little blood dripping all over his body, and he became a blood man. He opened his mouth wide and roared in pain in his throat. There was a evil spirit in his body that was about to break free.

"What's wrong with you, Zhuge! Don't scare us!" Liu Qiaoyi came forward first and held Zhuge Yuren's shoulder. His appearance really scared her.

"Don't come near him." Wang Jingzhu stretched out his hand to pull Liu Qiaoyi back. Unfortunately, it was a step late. Zhuge Yuren suddenly opened a pair of meat wings behind his back and was bloody. He grabbed Liu Qiaoyi and quickly flew away from the Luoyang River.

Xiahouyang was completely stunned. Zhuge Yuren gave people a strange feeling before and after, and this appearance coincided with what he remembered. In the ghost story, this is the flying night fork guarding the gate of hell, comparable to the thundering holy beast: "The flying night fork has actually resurrected, in Zhuge's body, ah! Is the door of the six worlds open and connected to each other? The chaos of the six reincarnations can no longer be reversed, and the world is going to change..."

"This is not a real night fork!" Wang Jingzhu shook his head, looked at Zhuge Yuren, who was holding Liu Qiaoyi away, and said lightly, "Flying Yecha has not been resurrected yet. This is just the blood it left behind."

Xia Houyang suddenly pulled out his knife, pointed to Wang Jingzhu, and roared, "Why don't you stop him? She will be in danger."

"What's the danger? It's just doing things by instinct. I'm afraid the real purpose is still for me." Wang Jingzhu pinched the smooth knife surface like a mirror with two fingers, slowly pushed it away, snapped his fingers, and walked forward on the clear river.

Xia Houyang looked at Wang Jingzhu's free back. He didn't know what medicine he was selling in the gourd, and he didn't know whether he was really powerful or pretended to be high. He returned the knife to the scabbard and followed Wang Jingzhu, but the stream under his feet had been isolated. Being able to see his heart, he suddenly asked, "Where on earth are we going?"

"Into the city! Go to the imperial city to have a good look and participate in the so-called big comparison by the way.

Wang Jingzhu's unrelated words scratched Xia Houyang's pain. He pulled the knife and exerted force under his feet. The energy in his body surged quickly. He stepped on the water and rushed to him quickly. He kept blowing up a handful of splashes under his feet. The momentum was very fierce. He cut off his head with a knife and did not show mercy.

"What are you crazy about?" Up to now, Wang Jingzhu doesn't hide it. One finger gently, Zheng! A harsh metal roar, the ancestral treasure knife kept trembling, as if it could not bear the huge power and moaned. The treasure knife in his hand came out of his hand. Xiahouyang looked at Wang Jingzhu unbelievably. How big his strength was? He almost urged the whole body to attack, but he was desolved by such a light blow. , and the knife in his hand was blown away, which was comparable to a great humiliation.

"Why didn't you stop him just now? Do you know how dangerous it is to let her off my sight?" Xia Houyang felt deeply powerless. In front of this seemingly weak scholar, the last bit of dignity was also pulled out, which made it difficult for him to accept and could only question him weakly.

Wang Jingzhu grabbed the knife that was about to fly out of the rainbow, handed the handle of the knife to Xia Houyang, took a deep look at him, and then said, "She is safer to follow Zhuge Yuren than with you and me, and the most important thing is that the flying night fork lacks something and wants to get out of trouble, which is comparable to ascending to the sky. So you don't have to worry about the flying night fork. Just now, it was just overstimulation and awaken Zhuge Yuren early.

"You did it on purpose." Xia Houyang looked at Wang Jingzhu in a daze and couldn't figure out why he did this.

"Ok, the sunset is about to fall. The Luoyang River is over overnight. Close your eyes first and then see where we are." Wang Jingzhu stopped talking and closed his eyes. Xia Houyang agreed to do so. Although he closed his eyes, the dazzling light through his eyelids still burned his eyes. He didn't have to rub his eyelids quickly with his hands to relieve the pain after the bright light. He slowly opened his eyes and tears flowed quickly. The scene in front of him shocked him.

The rising wall is like a huge mountain split by an axe. The smooth wall is piled up by huge stones, and a piece of paper is not deep through the thin cracks. On the tall wall, huge and magnificent statues draw their swords to the sky, as if they are roaring at the injustice of heaven, although Xiahouyang once After coming to the imperial city several times, but facing it again, the sudden moment of height filled the whole eyeball, giving people a strong visual impact, and the shock almost made it difficult for him to breathe.

"Hehe! The first is the statue of Lao Wang Gaozong, which trampled the whole Daxia on the soles of his feet. His achievements are enough to deter the latecomers and see who this faceless person is..." Wang Jingzhu stood at the gate and looked up to comment on several statues that would look down at the whole imperial city. Suddenly, a figure cross-legged attracted him, and a pen stood next to him. The straight knife is as simple as a road. Looking at the big knife carved from the boulder as a whole, his eyes have a burning illusion and dare not look directly at it.

The sky has been completely dark. There is no curfew in the imperial city, and the gate has not been closed all night. There are continuous crowds going in and out. The big Zhou is really too powerful. The wide gate is enough for 18 carriages to rush in. There are guards defending the city standing on both sides, with bright armor and behind them. The red cloak hunted in the evening breeze, looking extremely majestic.

The two people who suddenly appeared did not have any abruptness. Although it was a little strange for the person who dared to look directly at the statue above his head, the open martial arts style made the people passing by not surprised.

"If you still want to see when, you'd better go to the city and find a place to stay! Now is the tight season. I'm afraid I won't have a place to sleep when it's too late!" Xia Houyang looked worried. Since Liu Qiaoyi was captured by Zhuge Yuren, any little thing will be infinitely expanded in his heart.

Wang Jingzhu quickly melted into the flow of people and no longer seemed so abrupt and strange. He whispered, "What are you worried about? I heard that the brothels in the imperial city are very interesting. Why don't we go and play!" Zhou Yisheng collected many gold and silver treasures in hell, especially from the heavenly city. Naturally, there was a kind of upstart in his heart. He couldn't help but want to spend a good time in hell, which really made him a little uncomfortable.

"Hmm! A country bumpkin, please! You are the son of Wang Taishou. Don't you know that if you want to visit a brothel in the imperial city, your lowest identity must be a Juren. Excuse me, are you a Wenju or a Wujuren? Xia Houyang turned his head, glanced at Wang Jingzhu, and said with a little disdain.

"When did you have this rule!" Wang Jingzhu touched his chin and stood up an archway when he became a bitch. Isn't it a place for men to vent? Why do you pretend to be so elegant? It's not that I don't have money. I sighed helplessly. I haven't been to this place for decades. What a big thing! It is countless times magnificent, countless times prosperous, and also countless times noisy!

At the beginning of the lantern, there are lights everywhere in front of the close building, but at a small interval of tea, you can see the patrol guards and hawkers. Who said that the ancients had less entertainment, the lights and shadow plays staged various dramas, attracting children running back and forth, stopping their footsteps and spending a flower. Wen's half a bunch of sugar-coated haws money, gathered on their small heads, stared at their big clear eyes, and firmly watched the exciting and easy-to-understand dramas, and the familiar legends of the generals. In this way, they were firmly imprinted in their hearts and sprouted deeply in the future. Maybe someone with a runny nose wearing open crotch trousers and spoke. The milky baby is a peerless general, starting from poverty and saving the rotten empire in danger.

The guests from afar, with blond hair and blue eyes, stared at their curious eyes, couldn't help marveling at the prosperity of this place and gold everywhere: "In ancient civilization, when men and women weave, father and son love, we still live in trees. This hair may not need it at all in this warm place."

Wang Jingzhu couldn't help but feel excited when he looked at this strange and prosperous thing. Once he hated this empire, hated his ruthlessness and his shamelessness, but in the end, he made more people rich, stable and happy. However, when the danger was imposed on him, he would no longer choose to escape, so he came back to see if the standing giant could trample him under his feet again.