Laughing at Chang'an

"This kid is too fierce, let's go together! One, two, three..."

Hades had just counted the third word, Li Chalou took a big step back without saying a word, and took a last look at someone who was still shoulder to shoulder with him, his wrinkled old face was full of mockery.

"What about coaxing ghosts?"

A certain old ghost who took shamelessness to the extreme said eloquently: "You didn't retreat first? We agreed to go up together, and advance together and retreat together."

Teahouse Li just wanted to spit on him.

Geng Yan, who was left aside, didn't intend to watch them perform a monkey show. They all said that people become mature when they grow old, and these two old things are the best among people.They spent a lot of time to lure Geng Yan, trapped here, it is impossible just to kill him... The limited source energy in this isolated area is exhausted, and it can no longer be supplemented by the outside world. When the time comes, the three of them To build an altar, you have to really consume your own savings.

If it is exhausted, compared with the two old altars that have been accumulated for countless years, the situation is naturally not good for Geng Yan.

"Li Tea House, you just said that your sword is called 30 years."

Geng Yan suddenly said, with a playful smile on his face, he raised the Bugu sword in his hand.

"I also have a sword here, I want you to see it. It's a coincidence, I call it..."

"lifetime."

The dreamlike and unreal sword light filled the field of vision, it was gorgeous beyond imagination, and it was also pale and speechless.A childhood that was neglected and bullied, an ambitious young man, and an old age that was heading for a dead end... That life was like a dream, but it often woke him up when he dreamed back at midnight, and it was a scar that could not be erased from his heart.

Thousands of black swords blared together, and the old man on the bluestone outside the sword circle opened his eyes silently. The sword array aroused by the sword trembled amidst the buzzing, while Hades and Li Teahouse who were facing the sword in the sword circle , For a moment, he seemed to be stupid, standing motionless in place.

After two lifetimes, Geng Yan finally perfectly combined the Great Light Art and Martial Arts, and created this sword—using the strong emotion that contained his life's perception as a medium, to exert a powerful spirit on all those who face this sword. To imply that it cannot act.For strong-willed men like Li Tea House and Hades, it can only have a momentary effect, but a moment is enough.

A moment later, before the two people who woke up, there was already an overwhelming sword light.

Geng Yan's figure appeared a few meters behind the two of them, and the sword of Bugu returned to its sheath.The hem of the raised uniform coat fell down, and Hades and Li Tea House, who were standing with their backs to Geng Yan, fell to the ground one after another. Blood spread from under the two of them, staining the emerald green grass.

Geng Yan raised his palm and shook it, feeling that the only remaining source energy in the space had been completely emptied by his sword just now, and no longer existed.He smiled silently, took out the empty mountain gold that was hanging around his neck and hidden in his clothes, held it in his palm, turned around and said to the two old people who were struggling to get up from the ground——

"This is the end of the warm-up, let's start the second round."

………………

In the warehouse in the West City of Chang’an, Lu Lun, who had sent Gong Yun away, commanded his men to clean up the site. The mixed flesh and blood from the river and the metal powder from the box on the ground were packed into plastic sheets with a mop and shovel, and then thrown out for burning. .

"Dade, give me the camera."

Lu Lun took the camera and sat back on the sofa, flipping through the photos inside. The last one he asked Dade to take was a group photo of Feng He pointing a gun at Gong Yun, and the next one was a close-up of the Buddha's head.After he left the warehouse and returned to the guild hall, these photos would be sent to the front desk of the Blue Flag guild hall, and then he would arouse the anger of the group members and lead them to arrest the murderer and avenge the Buddha.And in this process, those people inside Lanqi who would hinder him from gaining power will be cleared away. In the end, he will successfully avenge Buddha, and take over the power of Lanqi's head as a matter of course.

Very corny script, but also works well.As a dead soldier of the Guangming Empire, he came to Chang'an to lurk 15 years ago. On the surface, he was a mercenary of Zhanying, but secretly he was a member of the "Zhu Tang" organization.For thousands of years, the empire has been sending dead men like him to infiltrate Chang'an, but as time went by, the hope of conquering Chang'an became increasingly slim, and such actions gradually became a kind of perfunctory.Until 15 years ago, His Majesty the current emperor, who was still the third prince at that time, intervened in this great plan that lasted for thousands of years.

Lu Lun was the first batch of dead soldiers selected by His Majesty the Emperor to send to Chang'an. After him, the empire sent a hundred times the number of dead soldiers in the previous 15 years in 100 years.Now in Chang'an City, there are at least ten thousand of their companions, and looking at the entire Middle-earth, there are even more innumerable people.

Even the current president of the mercenary guild, Geng Yan, who is known as a generation of legend, is also one of them.

Lu Lun has never been so hot-hearted like this time. During these 15 years of lurking, he has been living in depression and vigilance, and even he has forgotten how long he has not shown a sincere smile.And the damned day will come to an end, when the great Empire will conquer this city, conquer all of Middle-earth, and let all waver under the banner of golden fire.

He put down the camera, leaned back on the back of the sofa, raised his head, closed his eyes, and took a deep breath.

"Good posture."

The sudden indifferent voice above his head caused Lu Lun to suddenly open his eyes. The last scene in his life saw Feng He's face.Holding a thin blade, Feng He cut off his head neatly, threw it aside casually, then pulled out the short gun at his waist and shot at the other people in the warehouse one by one.

It didn't take five seconds in total, and the battle was over.

"Warehouse at XX Road in Xicheng." Feng He held the communicator between his shoulders and contacted Li Mubai at the other end, "I told your people to come over as soon as possible, I have to go after Gong Yun."

"Are you okay?" Li Mubai asked, he could hear the painful panting from Feng He's voice.

"Of course there is something." Feng He gritted his teeth and squeezed out the words from his throat, holding his right leg that was growing in an irregular shape with both hands. To be precise, it was not a human leg at all, it grew out of a broken trouser leg Blood red streaks.He tried his best to breathe steadily, and said to Li Mubai as calmly as possible: "If you don't want to send someone to collect my body, tell them to bring a box of fresh blood plasma within 5 minutes. I'm not joking."

Li Mubai did not ask him what he wanted the blood plasma for, but simply said hello and hung up the communication.Feng He let go of the communicator with his shoulders loose, collapsed on the sofa with his legs in his arms, and finally couldn't help it, let out a howl like a beast.

He looked at the ceiling above his head with cold sweat on his face, and there was a death-like silence in his eyes.

………………

Outside Chang'an City, on a small airship.

Thinking about life in the toilet is a very easy thing to forget yourself.After being kicked out of his office, a certain sage went to the toilet in the bathroom to think about life. Just when his thoughts were getting better, a sharp blade suddenly pierced through the other side of the door.

Then there was another one.

The solid wooden door panel turned into scum, and Wang Zhen, who was full of anger all over his body, walked in stepping on the slag, wiped the sage's cheek with a knife and nailed it into the tiled wall behind the toilet.

"It was you who sent someone to send him to Chang'an, and it was you who encouraged him to go to Feng He to learn art in my name?"

The sage who was sitting on the toilet with bare buttocks stared blankly at Wang Zhen in front of him, and after a while, he decisively shook his head like a rattle.

Wang Zhen said angrily: "Who else is it if it's not you!?"

This is an answer that you can't even think about. Except for himself and the sage, no one else knows Ronghu's identity, and it is even more impossible to use his name to encourage Ronghu to go to Chang'an.Wang Zhen, whose anger value has exploded, can't wait to stab the naked bastard in front of him with a single knife. The other side calculated that he would use him as a chess piece, but he even got Rong Hu involved and used him. Do you really think he won't turn his back on him? ?

"That...you listen to me, actually..."

"you shut up!"

Wang Zhen couldn't restrain the irritable anger in his heart. He had never been so out of control. As long as he thought of the other party plotting against Rong Hu, he couldn't calm down at all.Since leaving Chang'an, in getting along with this sage, Wang Zhen has come into contact with more and more information that he couldn't get in touch with before, and he has become more and more aware of what the other party wants to do... He accepted the other party's proposal. Thought, he chose to follow, even if he learned the truth about Yang Huxing's death, he was also related to him.

Wang Zhen can tolerate the other party using him as a pawn, and it doesn't even matter if he abandons him.But he would never allow it, the opponent turned Ronghu into a pawn in his hand.

"Listen, I'll just say it once, if I find out you're using Ronghu again, I'll betray you... Betray Guangming."

The sage finally showed a serious look, and asked Wang Zhen seriously——

"Do you understand what you're talking about?"

Wang Zhen laughed, quite bleak.

"Of course I understand." He said calmly, "I am already in the dark, if you drag him into the water, then I will lose the last light... Ideals are important, but the things that I want to protect in my heart are more important. I don't think you don't understand that."

Rong Hu, who was leaning against the wall outside the bathroom, folded his arms silently, couldn't control the corners of his mouth that curved upwards, and smiled.

...This is much more touching than ordinary confessions.

He whistled with a smile, lowered his arms and walked out.In a certain room on the airship, there is an opponent who is waiting for him. According to the words of the sage, whoever survives between them will be the chosen one.

Rong Hu felt that he had to perform well to please the sage who had just been severely offended by his sweetheart.

Perhaps it was an illusion, at this moment, he felt that he was full of strength... invincible?