The Path Toward Heaven

Countless people poured into the palace, watching the palace swallowed by the flames but unable to do anything, then even the heavy rain was useless.

The eunuchs and the court ladies stood around in a trance, some people had cried and lost their voices, and several eunuchs were very at a loss. I thought that the best thing in my life was to flush your majesty ’s blood in the palace. Just burned like this, you just left, what can we do?

The fire was so big that it could not be put out at all. It burned for three days and three nights before stopping. The sergeants rushed into the ruins and began to look for it. In general, where can I find the body of Chu Huang.

Overnight, white streamers hung in countless private houses, and the entire city was like a snowfall.

After knowing this, the White Emperor decided to bury it with the ceremonial prince.

Mr. Zhou University became seriously ill and resigned as soon as he was ill.

Prior to this, Taichang Temple Secretary had already moved back to his hometown with the old house of the old bachelor's house.

No one has the heart to blame the emperor's incompetence and cowardice.

The monarch died in the country, what else can you ask him for?

Many people gradually remembered the situation when His Majesty the Emperor and Zhang Xueshi were in power, and they gave birth to countless memories.

How many emperors will never leave the palace like His Majesty, and never make trouble?

Missing the past often means dissatisfaction with the present.

No one is willing to accept the harsh and tough rule of Qin.

Many literati scholars turned their strokes and wrote many sad poems in memory of His Majesty who died in the fire.Many people in the folk insisted that His Majesty the Emperor did not die at all, but escaped through the fire. At this time, he was hiding in a certain place, either for a monk, or secretly raising money to restore the old country.

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The palaces of Xianyang City are all black, and they are very murderous in the background of the distant mountains.

There was no sound around the main hall, and those black armoured soldiers with spears seemed to be breathless and even more frightening.

There is a striking white in the black hall, which is the most powerful man in the world today, the White Emperor.

Bai Zao came to the palace, and naturally separated a lot of colors, because she was wearing a white dress.

"You know he is not dead, why is he still coming back?" Bai Qianjun asked, staring at her.

Bai Zao calmly looked back at him and said, "Are you questioning me?"

Bai Qianjun said with his hand on his forehead, "Sorry, I'm a bit tired of holding state affairs."

A few years ago he said he wanted to forget something.

Bai Zao thought of it, his eyes drooped slightly, and his slender eyelashes did not tremble.

Bai Qianjun said: "You can't let him slip away like this. You have to find his whereabouts and confirm his life and death. The eunuchs and other ministers in the imperial palace of Chu Kingdom have been arrested. Yes, I do n’t believe he has left no trace at all. "

Bai Zao said: "This is not appropriate. Now that the general trend is settled, why should we care about these minor details? Instead, we will regenerate the incident."

Bai Qianjun said: "Although Yunqi's prestige is high, scholars are useless to talk about and don't need to ignore it. He Eunuch is really not easy to deal with. It's good to wait, but on the Chu Emperor's side, you once said that you should pay attention to him several times, why is it not the trend now? "

Bai Zao said: "The king of no country is the rootless root. No matter how strong the wind is, it can only follow the waves. How can a person shake the world?"

Bai Qian was silent for a while, and said, "This is reasonable."

"I'm going to rest first."

Bai Zao walked outside the hall.

The Grand Duke outside the palace looked at her and quickly knelt down to salute.

She didn't look at the person at all, and ignored the powerful sergeants outside the temple.

Before coming to the stone steps, she suddenly stopped and thought about something, instead of turning around, she continued walking down.

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Grand Duke came to the depths of the Black Temple and knelt in front of the emperor, holding a list in his hands.

Bai Qianjun took the list and looked at it roughly. His face was dull and he was obviously dissatisfied.

"It can basically be confirmed that Emperor Chu did not escape with the mission, but many things could not be asked too carefully ..."

Grandpa Gao said with his head down, his voice trembling slightly.

As the general manager of the Xianyang Palace, he is a person who rarely knows the true status of Her Royal Highness Princess in Qin Kingdom and has influence on His Majesty the Emperor.

He did not dare to offend Her Royal Highness, so naturally it was inconvenient to use means against the mission.

Bai Qianjun said in a slightly cold voice: "Take everyone in the mission to the side hall, I want to see you in person and ask."

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The side hall is also completely black, and there is less light, so it looks more gloomy.

The officials and deacons in the mission were put into the temple in turn, and when asked by the Grand Duke, they did not find His Majesty the Emperor sitting deep in the hall.

After questioning those officials and deacons, they still found no problems, and then it was the turn of the managers of those firms.

The Qin State mission secretly entered Chudu and borrowed the name of a business firm, so it recruited several supervisors to assist it.

A business manager came to the side hall, walked to Grandpa Gong, bowed slightly, and seemed to be ready to salute.

Deep inside the hall, Bai Qianjun, who was sleeping in the shadow, suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the man.

The business manager looked a little thin, but the sound of his footsteps on the floor showed that he was heavier than he was watching.

Bai Qianjun couldn't think about it and shouted, "Stop him!"

Gao Gonggong's expression changed suddenly, and he didn't hesitate to stop before that business.

The business manager's body bowed slightly, not to prepare for the salute, but to gain momentum, like a hard bow that was gradually bent.

His footsteps stomped heavily on the floor, stomping out several cracks, and the whole person rushed out like an arrow off the string.

The Grand Duke is a master in the Xianyang Palace. Before the other party's thunderous power, he had no power to fight back, and his face showed a horrified look.

There was a crackling noise, and his body disappeared, turning into fluttering flesh and pieces of clothing!

A flying sword pierced through the blood rain and instantly came to Bai Qianjun.

Bai Qianjun screamed, folded his arms together, and the magic weapon on his wrist exhaled the air, blocking the flying sword.

The sharp blade and the magic weapon kept rubbing, and there were countless sparks.

On the side of the spark, a figure could be seen vaguely, and it flew like a tiger.

Bai Qianjun fell to the ground.

An extremely thick iron plate fell from the temple, hitting the ground heavily, splashing countless smoke and dust, making a loud noise, and becoming an insurmountable iron gate.

More than ten Qin Jun masters have arrived in front of Bai Qianjun, erected an iron shield to protect her from airtightness.

The two powerful defenses finally let Bai Qianjun feel relieved, and a look of shame appeared on his face.

Suddenly his expression changed again, because the assassin who controlled the sword and murdered had arrived before the iron gate-the iron gate more than two inches thick, even if the siege crossbow could not penetrate, it should be reasonable not to worry, but I don't know why he was still a little uneasy, and he took two steps backwards subconsciously.

A loud noise!

It was like a thunder that was supposed to be at high altitude exploded in the hall, and it was like two hammers weighing tens of thousands of pounds collided together.

In the partial hall, the air waves rolled and swelled, and the smoke and dust were great.

Those Qin Jun masters with iron shields were shaken to the ground by all means.

Bai Qianjun was very tightly guarded, but was still affected, covered in blood, and Qin Jun, who was rushed again, retreated to the rear with his help.

Dozens of Qin Jun masters put up a layer of shields in front of him, and countless crossbow arrows aimed at the smoke and dust.

The smoke gradually fell, and the picture in the hall gradually became clearer.

People found out that the iron gate was actually burst into a big hole!

Someone stood on the side of the smoke and looked down, looking weak.

His left sleeve had been shattered, revealing an iron arm that had been severely deformed, his messy hair fluttering, and a few gray hairs appeared.

It is Zhuo Rusui.

One sword chopped off the masters of the court of Qin Kingdom, one punched through the iron plate, shocked and killed more than ten Qin army strongmen, and seriously injured the Qin Emperor. This kind of combat power is really terrible. Full of blood stains, weakness is no longer because of difficulties, but fatigue.

More masters of the Qin Kingdom hurried over, directly removed the corner of the partial palace, and erected countless iron shields, but no one dared to step forward.

Bai Qianjun was lifted up and looked at Zhuo Rusui across the shield. His face was pale, and he was indeed a little monster of Qingshan Sect. It was so powerful in the illusion that he didn't need to repair the wilderness forty years!

You should know that the wilderness or the first baby is the upper limit of the realm of Qingtianjian.

"What if you are strong?"

He said to Zhuo Rusui: "Today you are still dead."

Zhuo Rusui slowly raised his head, staring at his eyes and said: "Don't talk nonsense, have the ability, singled out."

Bai Qianjun sneered: "This is a hegemony in the world. It's not a fight. It's a fool's attempt to fight a country with its own strength."

Zhuo Rusui said: "You asked on behalf of Zhongzhou, forced by the disciples of Qingshan, to dare to hide in the turtle shell for a lifetime, are you afraid of losing face?"

Bai Qianjun sneered and said, "You are stupid, are you stupid when I am?"

Where the words fell, the crossbow arrows shot like rain.

Hundreds of Qin Jun masters rushed past without fear of life and death, drowning Zhuo Rusui like tide.

The tide looks terrifying, but it is also very difficult to swallow the reef in an instant.

Zhuo Rusui is like a side of a rock, the tide water on his body as a foam of blood, occasionally he will disappear, but eventually will appear again.

This bloody and brutal siege lasted a full half day.

The temple is full of corpses and broken crossbows.

Qin Guo paid the price of the death of more than one hundred masters, Zhuo Rusui finally could not.

"I'm not bad, just tired. I haven't slept well these days."

Zhuo Rusui sat on the ground and coughed.

Every time he coughed, there was a splash of blood on his body, which looked bloody.

Bai Qianjun looked at him mockingly and said: "You really treat yourself as an assassin, even if you still remember the things outside, you are still lost."

Zhuo Rusui said: "I am nothing, but you really think of yourself as an emperor, and you are doomed to have no future."

Bai Qianjun Shen Sheng said: "The practice of the Qingshan Sect is only for individuals, but our Zhongzhou faction is willing to lead the entire human race forward. This is the true leader. No matter here or outside, history will prove which one is The real avenue. "

Zhuo Rusui said: "If it weren't for Qing Tian Jian to limit the upper limit of the realm, I would have killed you already. Do you want to lead the Ming Department forward?"

Bai Qianjun sneered and said, "Can the high state do whatever it wants? Can it command the heroes?"

"If I were outside, I would cultivate to the peak of the sky. Naturally, I wanted to kill whoever I wanted to kill. Otherwise, you, the leaders of the Zhongzhou faction, wouldn't kill Jianxi?"

Zhuo Rusui vomited bloody saliva in front of him and asked tiredly, "I would ask this kind of question, are you an idiot?"

Bai Qianjun's expression changed slightly, forcibly suppressing his anger, and asked, "Tell me where is Jing Jiu?"

Zhuo Rusui was even more baffled and said, "Ask me this question, are you really an idiot?"

After saying this, he slapped it on the top of his head and died.

Then he opened his eyes beside Qing Tian Jian and woke up.

It was just twilight, and some of the red sunset light fell on the slowly turning Qingtianjian, and the rivers seemed bloody.

The eyes of more than ten inquirers fell on him, with some awe and some jealousy.

In that world, Zhuo Rusui killed the most people, had the most terrible fighting power, and died the most powerful.

Zhuo Rusui ignored these sights, looked at the Blood River and Red Mountain in Qing Tian Jian, and remained silent for a while, not knowing what he was thinking.

Either feeling, or reluctant, or regret, in the end he showed nothing.

He stood up, walked out of the cave with his waist, and kept complaining.

"It's so tiring to sit for so long ... how come nobody thought about getting a backrest ... ahhh ... it feels weird to have two hands."