Me and my Jianghu Tavern

Chu Hang beside him stopped Gu Qingshan's words and muttered for a moment, "Oh, no wonder the four supervisors never learn swords."

To hold a sword, you need to have the heart of the sword. When you move forward, the four supervisors can only guard in the deep palace every day. Because of this, they cannot have the heart of the sword, and the sword can only become a weapon in their hands, not a weapon in their hands. heart.

"A swordsman needs to be stained with the mortal world. If he doesn't go through the world of mortals, how can he gain the sword's heart." Yu Linglong said.

Goodbye to the hall.

The sword in Nanning's hand was still on Bai Beiqiu's throat.

Bai Beiqiu looked at him and said, "I can't die yet."

Nanning stared at Bai Beiqiu's eyes, and Bai Beiqiu was like this many years ago. He has aged a lot and his hair has turned gray, but his heart has not changed.

"It's in vain that I used my sword to straighten my hair." Nanning said, and withdrew his sword.

"Zheng." With the long sword back in its sheath, Nanning took a step forward.

Nanning passed by Bai Beiqiu.

Hong Qingyu glanced at it from the corner of her eye and smiled.

Yin Li blocked Nanning's way.

Nanning glanced at the person in front of him, frowned and said, "Go away."

Seeing Yin Li being humiliated, Yaoyue said angrily: "Hey, how are you talking, the four prisons are amazing."

Yin Li interrupted Yaoyue to stop her, shook his head and said, "It's nothing."

"But..." Yaoyue muttered, very dissatisfied.

Yin Li turned sideways to make way for Nanning, the palm print superintendent.

Nanning brushed past him without even looking at Yin Li.

But when Nanning reached the entrance of the main hall, he stopped and said indifferently: "Those who conspire against the great treason will be punished according to the law of the Great Chen, and their wives and children will be exiled for three thousand miles and will never return."

Yin Li naturally understood that Nanning told him this, but he just smiled and said, "Thank you for reminding me, Supervisor."

Nanning snorted coldly and walked out of the hall.

Surrounding the main hall are a crowd of people from all walks of life, miscellaneous and chaotic.

"Get out of the way." The people from Feihuatai and Baihuagu made way for Nanning, and the rest of the people also made way when they saw this.

But someone was touching the handle of the knife, ready to move.

Nanning turned his head and glanced at the man, the man who was touching the handle of the knife let go of his hand quickly, sweating coldly in fear.

Nanning said indifferently: "It is unknown to see blood in the palace, please wait for your life."

Hearing this, the man felt as if he was forgiven, recalling the feeling of being watched just now, it was like a beast was staring at him, not even as good as an ant.

Seeing the palm print supervisor gradually disappear in front of everyone's eyes step by step.

Only then did everyone let out a sigh of relief.

Don't dare to move, really don't dare to move.

Even if so many people came again, no one dared to make a move, so Nanning was allowed to go.

"This superintendent is really domineering." Zhang Ming sighed.

"That's inevitable."

There was a sudden reply from behind, Zhang Ming turned his head, only to see Monk Nian An and Yin Li had already walked out.

Nian An continued: "This chief supervisor killed the two princes with his own hands."

Zhang Ming was stunned for a moment, then hesitantly said: "My lord?"

Nian'an nodded and said: "One is the brother of the current emperor, and the other is the uncle of the current emperor."

Zhang Ming pondered for a moment, then sighed, "Can you still be a supervisor like this?"

"Naturally." Nian An said.

Killed two princes, but no one dared to impeach him.

Because, the four major prisons only work for the Holy One, and only three words are needed to enter - you are guilty!

Zhang Ming didn't say anything, turned his head to look at the scattered crowd, and asked, "Where are they going?"

"Qingping Hall." Nian An said.

Zhang Ming still couldn't figure it out, and sighed again: "Is the Holy Majesty not in a hurry at all?"

"Of course I'm sure." Nian An said.

"Nanning didn't make a move. There are only four supervisors in this palace and the grand master has some skills. It's hard to stop so many people." Zhang Ming asked.

Nian An shook his head slightly, and walked forward, Nian An's words came to Zhang Ming's ears, "Liang Shurong can defeat half of the world with his strength, and he is not the only one in this world who can do it."

Zhang Ming followed, and asked in confusion for a moment, "Teacher?"

Nian An shook his head in denial, there were other things.

"Who is that?" Zhang Ming asked suspiciously.

If it weren't for the Grand Master, he wouldn't be able to guess others. Obviously, the Four Supervisors don't have such strength.

"It's not easy in this palace, benefactor Zhang will see you later." Nian An laughed, but he still didn't say who it was.

Zhang Ming didn't ask any more questions, and the monk probably didn't know how to speak, he just liked to whet people's appetites.

They walked behind the crowd, their sight gradually widening.

Zhang Ming also raised his head, and the white jade-like stairs lead to the main hall ahead.

There is a plaque in the hall, Qingping Hall.

"This palace is really beautiful, tsk tsk."

"Is this the place where those officials go to court? It's really grand."

"When I have money, I will also make one like this."

Arriving at the square, a large group of warriors from the rivers and lakes gathered together, except for the killer from Feihuatai and the woman from Baihuagu, everyone else was in disorder.

It's like a bunch of mobs.

Yin Li looked back, but was a little disappointed.

But he didn't care, and he didn't expect these people to help, as long as he didn't run away.

Of course, they can't run away either.

Because, one sentence can end their life and death.

——This is Dachen Palace!

Chapter 224: Go down the mountain, come up the mountain

Hong Qingyu, Bai Beiqiu, and Master Xuan Bei walked in the front, followed closely by Yin Li and Su Chuyao, and behind them were a group of women with gold and silver masks and a group of Hundred Flowers Valley women.

Step up the white jade-like stairs and move forward step by step.

Hundreds of officials need to go up step by step, ninety-nine, and there is no difference in one step.

Sitting on the high hall is the Ninth Five-Year Lord, the real dragon emperor.

The line of sight gradually widened, and finally saw the scene in the hall.

At the first glance, I saw a person walking out of the hall slowly, with white hair and a thin figure.

"Cough cough." Liang Shurong coughed, seeing the martial arts in front of him, he said with a smile: "What a big battle."

Hong Qingyu took a step forward and asked, "Is it coming out?"

Liang Shurong shook his head, but did not explain.

"En." Hong Qingyu nodded, and said: "You have to win the next game for the old man, and it will be repaid for saving your life."

Liang Shurong said: "Rong, of course I haven't forgotten."

"That's good." Hong Qingyu said comfortingly: "It's not in vain for me to come to this palace all those years ago."

Hong Qingyu paused, glanced behind, and said, "The old man will clear the way for you."

"Thank you." Liang Shurong thanked.

Master Xuan Bei glanced at Hong Qingyu, Hong Qingyu nodded slightly, telling Xuan Bei that nothing happened.

Hong Qingyu turned around, surrounded by everyone on the steps in front of him.

He whispered softly: "Get out of the way!"

The warriors behind him were stunned for a moment, but they looked left and right. Everyone didn't know what happened, but they also consciously moved out of the way.

Russling, but for a moment, they stood on both sides.

Such a complete account is rare.

Hong Qingyu walked in front, and Liang Shurong followed after seeing this.

Liang Shurong looked at the faces of these people, some of them seemed to hate him, because the matter of Luoxi Mountain might be a relative or something, some people seemed to be envious of him, and envied him for having such a situation.

next level.

Take it to the next level.

Because Hong Qingyu said 'get out of the way', half of the world gave way to Liang Shurong.

But only a few steps.

He walked through most of the rivers and lakes.

He has killed most of the rivers and lakes.

Now, most of the rivers and lakes welcome him.

Hong Qingyu continued to walk, those Jianghu people did not follow, but just watched.

"You still have such power." Liang Shurong smiled.

"For my benefit, it should be so." Hong Qingyu replied.

Hong Qingyu walked, Liang Shurong followed closely behind.

Zhang Ming in the crowd looked at Nian An beside him and asked, "Where is this going?"

"I don't know." Nian An said.

Everyone could only see two figures, which gradually disappeared before their eyes.

"What should we do now?" Su Chuyao asked.

"Wait." Xuan Bei folded his palms and closed his eyes, murmuring, and began to read Buddhist scriptures.

The hall is high, on the dragon chair.

Xiao Qian looked outside Qingping Hall and said, "Aren't you going to come in?"

Xuan sadly looked over, but didn't answer.

"Don't you dare to enter, um..."

Xiao Qian nodded slightly, leaning on the dragon chair, as if dozed off.

.........

"here?"

"Go further."

"Reached?"

"Ah."

Hong Qingyu stopped and had already reached the gate of the palace. He glanced at the broken palace gate under his feet and sighed: "Is this here? Xiao Qian is really so ruthless."

"I chose it myself." Liang Shurong said.

Hong Qingyu paused when he heard this, and said in a deep voice, "Have you thought about it?"