Chapter 212 Dragon Air 2

Han Feng took the little Ding, and his body was as fast as lightning. Through the streets of Wuyun City, he actually felt that his speed was much slower. On the ground, there seemed to be some strange force sucking his body down, and the speed was much slower than usual. The tragedy on the street is already terrible, and there is chaos everywhere. However, Han Feng can't care about these situations at this time. He must rush to his home on the outskirts of the city as soon as possible. The safety of the two elders in the family makes him extremely worried...

Finally, when Han Feng appeared again, he was already at home on the outskirts of the city. He did not show up and found that everything was fine at home, so he was relieved. Just now, the change between heaven and earth made his heart throb. He could feel that the change of celestial phenomena could not be controlled by human power. Han Feng came and went in Wuyun City like a gust of wind. People only felt that a breeze blew in front of them and disappeared in a blink of an eye...

In a forest ten miles away from the east of Wuyun City, the mountains are steep and stacked, like a dragon hovering and flying. This is a peak extending from Tiandang Mountain. From a distance, it looks like a dragon's head. The holy emperors of the Xuanhuang Dynasty have never allowed people to hunt and cut wood here, and the remains of the holy emperors of all generations are buried. Therefore, people call this place the Imperial Mausoleum Mountain...

There are tens of thousands of soldiers and horses guarding Huangling Mountain, but today's Huangling Mountain is like turning over the river and the sea, cracking a deep hole in the east of Huangling Mountain... The loud noise came from this mouth...

Tens of thousands of soldiers guarding the imperial mausoleum have been taken away thousands of people by the loud noise two hours ago. The soldiers who survived were urgently summoned by Nie Zhong, the general guarding the mausoleum, surrounding the bottomless crack...

"Vice General Liu, you should go to the palace immediately to report the abnormal situation here. Please ask the power of today's Holy Emperor to help... Don't delay, or come to see..."

Nie Zhong is a general who is more than 50 years old. His national-shaped face shows an extremely solemn look. Since he remembered things, he has never seen such an evil thing. Two hours ago, the soldiers were eating well in the barracks, but a crash came. In an instant, the soldiers who were eating suddenly separated their bodies. Someone was not dead, but their armor flew up to the tree, and their bodies were not injured at all... For a moment, the barracks was bleeding like a river... There were people everywhere. The wreckage... Even General Nie Zhong, who has been fighting for a long time, can't help but feel creepy, not to mention those soldiers. Some people have been scared to pee their pants, and even some people have been scared crazy on the spot...

For good, General Nie Zhong was still a person who had been killed and seen the scene, so he calmed down and killed two soldiers who wanted to escape and disturb the hearts of the army before gathering the team...

At this time, Vice General Liu had already promised and turned around...

"Gather the team now." In the sound of the drums, thousands of soldiers with helmets and armor marched towards the bottomless hole, but the soldiers had no fighting spirit at all. They were like mourning and could not step...

"Surround the whole mountain and allow anyone to approach it." This is the second order issued by Nie Zhong. The soldiers went away quickly like an amnesty, wrapping the whole towering imperial mausoleum...

Half an hour later, the court knew the whole story. Instructions were issued from the central military aircraft. Wuyun City woke up from panic and began to save itself. The power of the people was infinite. People began to organize to clean up the bodies of the dead. Since the body has already turned into pieces of meat, people simply gathered the pieces of meat and transported them to a large pit dug in advance for burial. It is a mass grave...

The street is full of people with undressed clothes. They can't tell what is rich and what is poor. Some handsome young ladies walk on the street with phoenix clothes, but there is no shame on their faces... Some people who were originally walking well in a sedan chair came with a loud noise. The sedan chair was still fine, but the people inside have After flying out, I have been found on a locust tree several miles away... A woman walked naked on the street and blocked ** with only one tile. When people asked, it turned out that when the loud noise came, the clothes had flown away, but their bodies were unharmed... People found countless in the bushes of the West City City God Temple in Wuyun City. Clear clothes... Many good chickens and dogs are on the tree... The stone lion in front of the gate ran to the market in the West City...

This is really a dark day...

The central military aircraft office of the imperial court.

Dongfang Wentian is dealing with all kinds of government affairs with a black face. The masters of his subordinates are so busy forgetting their surnames... Since then, the imperial decrees have been issued, and the eyes of Dongfang Wentian have been full of blood. Although he knows that the current dynasty has been like Bomu West Mountain, he still strictly requires himself to be a prime minister who must do everything personally... Therefore, this court is like a sick man. A blind man, but he is a doctor who can only be a living horse doctor. Under the haggard body and mind, he can only do his best to listen to fate...

"Alas!" Dongfang Wentian sighed in his heart and sat on the teacher's chair behind him, pinching the deep Sichuan characters on the bridge of his nose with his hand. His health was originally very good, but recently he has been busy with state affairs, which has destroyed an extremely healthy body. He was originally in his early 50s, but he looked like an old man in his early 60s. Now you can only rely on some good elixir to maintain your body...

"Cough..." Dongfang Wentian hurriedly covered the corners of his mouth with his hand, and when he raised his hand, there was blood on the snow-white handkerchief... He looked up at the busy people. The servant beside him quickly handed over the ginseng tea, and Dongfang Wentian raised his hand and pushed it out... At this time, Gongsun Shence came in. He was Dongfang Wen Tian's think tank was seeing this scene, reaching out for the subordinate's ginseng tea, handed his hands to Dongfang Wentian, and whispered, "Master, take care of yourself."

Shaking his head, Dongfang Wentian took a look at Gongsun Shence, took the ginseng tea, and opened his mouth to speak. At this time, someone suddenly came to report outside the door.

"Master, General Nie Zhong, who guarded the imperial mausoleum outside the door, sent Vice General Liu Wei back to report something important..."

"Gre him up." Dongfang Wentian has a bad intuition in his heart.

When he was young, the burly deputy general Liu Wei had hurried into the hall... He didn't have time to see the ceremony and had already reported loudly: "Grandpa, big deal is not good..."

"Don't worry, say it briefly." The East hears the way of heaven. With a wave of his hand, the people around him sent a cup of tea. Regardless of the heat and cold, Vice General Liu Wei picked up the tea bowl and drank it all... Then he took a breath...

After listening to Liu Wei's introduction, Dongfang Wentian was silent for a long time and finally came to his senses. His face was heavy, and he said slowly, "General Nie Zhong handled it well. He must hide the information and only claim that it was caused by the earthquake... You immediately go back to report to General Nie Zhong and not allow anyone to approach the Imperial Mausoleum, otherwise it will be killed..." Liu Weinuo and turned around...

"What do you think?" Dongfang Wentian turned around and looked at Gongsun Shence, who was meditating.

Gongsun Shence's face was vague and said in a low voice, "The secret is unpredictable. Now it is urgent. I'm afraid that the first thing is to quickly go to the palace, the second is to calm people's hearts, and the third..." He stopped talking. Dongfang Wentian said, "Sir, please speak." Gongsun Shence's face was solemn, and his voice was low, "I'm afraid I have to ask the teacher out of the mountain to solve the current crisis..." Dongfang Wentian said nothing... Gongsun Shence said, "What's the rare difficulty of the prime minister?" Dongfang Wentian's eyes bet on Gongsun Shence's elegant face like a scholar, and slowly said, "The person who went to hire a national teacher has come back half an hour ago..."

"Oh, what did the national teacher say?"

"Sky is dangerous, the saint comes out."

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Huangling Mountain is already facing a great enemy. Birds are difficult to get in, but these blocking areas are only those ordinary people. At this time, a young man in black stared at the crack like a sinkhole on the Tianzhu Peak of Huangling Mountain... The golden light of the sunset in the west shone into his eyes, shining brightly...

The young man in black looked at the bottomless pit in his eyes... The deep pit was several feet in size, and the crack was in the middle of the imperial mausoleum mountain. Fortunately, it was not damaged to the mausoleum of the previous emperors of the Xuanhuang Dynasty. An imperceptible fluctuation spread out of the deep sinkhole, with a rare The pressure made Han Feng dare not take another step away from the thunder pool, so he had to stay hundreds of feet away from the pit and secretly observe... His standing position was very secret, and the dense clusters of Duli trees around him just covered his body well... Han Feng restrained all his breath as much as possible, for fear of causing unnecessary trouble... ...

From time to time, there were faint fluctuations in the air. Han Feng knew that this place had become the target of public criticism, and masters came from time to time... Under the scanning of divine consciousness, he could find that three or four people appeared here in a while... Everyone's breath was very strong and dared not underestimate... However, those people were extremely small. The heart dares not approach the sinkhole full of threats... They are just hiding in the dark and observing, and may find each other, but no one is in the mood to deal with others...

The golden sunset turned blood red, and the dark blue mountains slowly grew from the peaks, trees, and rocks. From here, the tall imperial mausoleums in the distance became like small sand dunes. This place is more desolate, and the winding and rugged green mountains are dead-like silence. Everything is shrouded in mystery... half a moon Climbing up the gray night sky, as white as paper...

The dark pit faintly emitted black air, as if it had absorbed all the light. The usual cry of those beasts is gone...