Chapter 87 Qingyungang
It has been raining outside the house, and the rain curtain under the eaves is endlessly ticking.
The old man coughed gently, exhaled, and said to Sang Zaixueyouyou, "Hum, the daughter of the patriarch of Xingchen is enough to scare a group of people."
Sang sat quietly in the snow, with two fingers circling around. Hearing the words, he smiled and said, "Senior Lian laughed. I take the liberty to ask, what's your name?"
"Ha ha, I haven't walked on this Asian continent for decades, and I have long forgotten the name." The old man laughed and didn't say his name.
Sang was stunned by the snow, and he couldn't guess clearly. She knew that since the old man had known that the force behind her was Xingchenzong, he did not sign up for his name, which obviously didn't care much about the strength of Xingchenzong. So how horrible should it be?" Sang was vaguely afraid of Xue and became a little embarrassed for a moment.
"I don't know why I came here to be the city owner?" The old man smiled faintly, as if to eliminate Sang Zaixue's unstable mood. He is old and refined, and his words are profound, as if he knows something in his heart.
"This..."
Sang hesitated and was silent for a moment.
Seeing her like this, the old man seemed to have thought of it. He smiled and said, "I have heard a little about the Xuanji Empire. The relationship between the four sects and the royal family has not been very harmonious. Xingchenzong asked you to be the city owner, which should attach great importance to your talents. Do you think you want to plan something?"
"Well." Sang Zaixue suffocated when he heard the words, as if he had been hit by the secret in his heart, and felt a little ashamed for a moment.
"Haha."
The old man still looks like an old ghost. He smiled openly, then waved his hand and said, "Don't worry, girl. I don't mean to dig your secret, old man. However, for the sake of your great relationship with the kid, I want to mention some secrets that belong to me.
He has a kind tone, and even claims to have changed from an old man to an old man.
As soon as he heard the old man talk about Yin Yifan and himself, Sang Zaixue's daughter's mentality couldn't help revealing, and her snow-white face was faintly red. He squeezed his lips and said, "Please practice your advice."
"Haha."
The old ghost smiled loudly, reached out and stroking his long beard, and said slowly, "The sect is very powerful, almost all over the Xuanji Empire. Its momentum goes straight to the Xuanji royal family, but!"
Speaking of this, the old man suddenly paused, and his voice was a little aggravated, as if to get to the point.
"However, this is not only the current situation of the Xuanji Empire, but also the general situation of the whole continent, even the whole Yuan world, and all countries. For thousands of years, the sect has been extremely powerful, but few dared to face the royal family or even overthrow the rule. Because there is a great secret in it.
"What's the secret?" Sang Zaixue suddenly thought of something and found that it was indeed as the old man said. He couldn't help but be shocked and quickly asked.
"Ha ha, girl, don't worry, wait for me to say it slowly." The old man Lian looked at Sang Zaixue with a smile. At this moment, he suddenly thought of Yin Yifan and sighed in his heart that the little ghost's beauty was not shallow.
Immediately, he took a sip of tea and mysteriously said 16 words: "In the Yuan Dynasty, there are many countries. Although the country is a country, it has no autonomy."
"Although the country is a country, it has no autonomy?" Sang was stunned by the snow for a moment, his eyebrows widened and hesitated.
"Because there is an extremely terrible force behind this that rules these countries." The old man opened his mouth and said slowly. At that moment, there was a deep trace of solemnty and fear in his eyes.
"Do you rule all nations?" Sang became more and more palpitated when he heard it in the snow.
"So, if your four sects really overthrow the royal family, I'm afraid they will not be extinct overnight!"
The old man spit out the old mouth of the last four words word by word, echoing heavily in the house, as if warning Sang in the snow.
"What?" Sang lost her voice in the snow. At this moment, her figure finally trembled a few times and leaned weakly on the back of the chair. His face was a little pale, and his beautiful eyes were full of shock. Since childhood, Xingchen Sect has been her heaven, ranking among the four sects of the Xuanji Empire, which has always been her pride. But at this moment, all the words of the old man were disintegrated.
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A wilderness, where you can't see the village or the ground behind it. It's wild and windy. There is only one ancient road that mesle from the distance alone and extends to the distance alone.
Out of Shengxing City, the convoy has been slowing for several hours. It was afternoon, but the sky was gray. The earth is solemn. In the wilderness, except for the sound of wind and rain, there is only a convoy on the ancient road. There is a faint sound of horses' hoofs and wheels rolling across the ground.
In a piece of carriage, there are dim lights, with a little light. On the ancient road, it shines alone, which is actually a little desolate.
In the first carriage, three people sat, and it was Yin Yifan, Chenzhi and Liugang. A bronze lamp hung in the middle and swayed with the sound of horses' hoofs.
Yin Yifan didn't know the road. He gently lifted the curtain, looked out and said, "Vice President Chen, where is the front of this road?"
Chen Zhi also looked around with a serious face and said, "This is Qingyungang, a mountain road that stretches for more than ten miles. It's still about half a day to reach Muyun City."
"Mountain road?" Yin Yifan was stunned when he heard the words, put down the curtain, leaned back, took a look at Chen Zhi, and said, "I'm afraid there are many thieves on the mountain road."
Chen Zhi sighed, picked up a long cyan knife beside him, wiped it with a white handkerchief, and said slowly, "Brother Yin is the first time to go far. Shengxing City to Xuanwu City, where Xuanji Pavilion is located, is a long way away. After this Qingyungang, it will save at least half a day.
"So that's it, but I'm ignorant." Yin Yifan nodded and smiled.
Liu Gung has been sitting aside, with his hands around his chest, closing his eyes and recuperating. At this time, he suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Yin Yifan and said, "The reason why the convoy set out today is to see the bad weather and few thieves. At present, there is silence around, and there should be nothing on the way.
Hearing Liu Can suddenly say something, Yin Yifan was also stunned. The two didn't say anything to each other all the way. He thought that the former had a grudge against him. I didn't think about it at this moment, but I spoke in a good tone.
Then Yin Yifan smiled and arched his hand and said, "I've been taught."
"Bang! "Oh!"
Just as the motorcade slowly entered the mountain road, two bursts suddenly sounded outside the carriage, and two big trees on both sides of the ancient road suddenly overturned and hit the road, causing a burst of mud and shooting.
With the hissing of the horses, the forward convoy suddenly arrived.
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