The Sword Dynasty

The flying dragon is in the sky. At this time, Baili Suxue didn't know how many practitioners were trembling, but he looked at the outline of Changling, and there was no pride in his eyes except hatred.

This is a very large city, with no borders at a glance. As early as a few years before Yuanwu took the throne, this may be the largest city-state with a population of more than one million, not to mention from counties. The immigrant population of the state is far from the caravans of various dynasties and regions.

No matter what was eventually stolen here by Yuan Wu and Zheng Xiu, but the reforms made people live and work in peace, the dynasty prospered, he was not as good as Wang Jingmeng, and it was impossible to do it.

As for Wang Jingmeng’s way through the alleys and into the Changling tomb on the ground, he died in battle, and he was not stupid, nor did he think that he would take some method to enter the palace directly, but the situation was forced, he must use this method in exchange for Some people survive.

At that time, Wang Jingmeng did not have more than ten years of preparation time like himself, so compared with Wang Jingmeng, he felt that he was not proud.

Even if the opinions are different, even if Wang Jingmeng does not listen, but after all, the other person is a real person, and he does not cover up his thoughts and emotions at all...so even if he is annoyed by Wang Jingmeng, even if he closes the mountain gate, the opportunity to meet is no longer given. Wang Jingmeng, but that was just angry, just thought that time would make Wang Jingmeng see clearly, but he did not expect that the change would be so fast and so dramatic.

Since Wang Jingmeng is always his best friend in his heart, he will naturally avenge Wang Jingmeng.

He naturally wants to accomplish what Wang Jingmeng did not accomplish.

...

Youlong entered Changling.

It flew so high that it couldn't even reach the cloudy moon in those corners of the Changling Mausoleum. Instead, it glanced over the sky, and the body cast a huge round of mysterious moon from the sky, covering the tall turrets.

In a quiet house in Changling, a young boy in Chinese clothes looked at the shadow of the dragon moving on the central axis of Changling in front of the window of a pavilion.

This is Duanmuhou Mansion.

This Chinese boy is Duanmu Jingzong.

He was one of the genius teenagers in Changling and a student of Jianzong Minshan. However, at the Minshan sword meeting, he was an important piece of Zheng Xiu. At this moment, his father Duanmuhou led his army to kill Minshan and Duanmu. Hou's ass, naturally, sat firmly on the side of the Queen Zheng sleeve.

At this time, Changling is very empty.

Duanmuhou Mansion is also empty.

Those powerful practitioners who were recalled from the army, and the worship of the government, followed Duanmuhou and killed Minshan.

When he looked at this ghost dragon flying from Minshan Jianzong with fear, a young girl with a very petite body, but very cold and very lifeless, had already entered the empty Duanmuhou Mansion.

Duanmu Jingzong was still looking at the dragon shadow dropped in the sky. He had just smelled the bloody smell and felt the strange energy fluctuation. At the moment of dropping his head, he saw the figure of the girl.

He suddenly looked bloodless.

"What do you want to do?"

He couldn't help crying out.

However, he actually knew the answer to this question.

This girl is Jing Liuli.

And she came along with blood all the way.

Jing Liuli looked at the young man whose face was whiter than the white wall powder on the wall because of fear, and there was a natural sarcasm on his face.According to her original temperament, she was disdain to answer at this time.

However, thinking of studying in this city, thinking of some of the words Ding Ning said to her, she knew that the answer at this time could increase the fear in the opponent's heart, so she looked at Duanmu Jingzong mockingly and said lightly: "Are you an idiot? Your father went to Minshan and wanted to kill my master. I'm here to kill you in Duanmuhou. This is of course fair."

Duanmu Jingzong is also a figure among the younger generation of practitioners in Changling, but he himself is a disciple of Minshan Jianzong. He knows Jingliu very well, and the more he understands, the more terrible Jingliu is.

Hearing this sentence at this time, he was trembling with fear and shivering: "You... are you afraid that you can't get out of Changling at all?"

This is the most powerless intimidation.

Therefore, the mocking expression on Jingliu's face was stronger.

She turned her head around and looked at the whole city that was uneasy because of the flying dragon in the sky, looking at the turrets that were still struggling to find the trace of Ye Celing, feeling the officials of the gods and prisons in the streets. The vitality in the air fluctuated while fighting in Zhong, and he laughed at the same time, "Now Changling is very chaotic."

Changling is chaotic, which means that even if a person like him is killed, no one cares, and no one can take care of it.

Duanmu Jingzong understood that it was only on his own.

So he almost pleaded: "Sister, I am also a disciple of Jianzong Minshan."

"Just because you are a disciple of Minshan Jianzong, so don't think about fleeing, I will give you a fair chance to fight decisively." Jing Liuli looked at him and said quietly.

Just as her voice sounded, Duanmu Jingzong made a beast-like howl, and a thick fog rose in front of him, and the whole person swept back wildly under the cover of this thick fog.

However, at this moment, his cry stopped.

In the afterglow of his eyes, Jingliu's profile was seen.

Jing Liuli's figure was already with him.

His body froze involuntarily.

Puffed softly.

He looked at the place where the noise was utterly confused, only to see that the remnant of a black stone sword was being withdrawn, and his heart was already penetrated, and he could see the scenery behind him.

"Why... why use such a sword?"

When the fear reached its extreme and everything was settled, his mind was numb. He asked this sentence for no reason.

The sword used by Jingliu is very common. It is an "ink wash" sword. A stone sword made of fine inkstone is used in Minshan Jiangu.

At this moment, the incomprehensible thing is that since Minshan Jianzong is prepared, when riding in this city, Jinglili enters the city and kills the ring, then the best sword of Minshan should be used instead of this An unusual stone sword.

"Washing the lead, Master wants me to fight without relying on talent and swordsmanship."

Jing Liuli closed his sword and answered the last question of his life, "And this is just experience. Today's Changling, I am not the protagonist."

...

Jing Liuli walked out of the Duanmuhou Mansion without fear of blood.

In the depths of Duanmuhou Mansion, there were some suppressed crying fears of women and children.

Her footsteps suddenly stopped, her eyes narrowed slightly.

A young man stood in an alleyway beside her.

Like Du Guhou on his back, he also carries many swords.

This is solitary.

Just squinting at him, Jing Liuli returned to absolute peace, saying: "Since you have found me, but you have not brought anyone, and there is no killing intention, what do you mean?"

Du Gubai looked at her, took a deep breath, and said, "I am a disciple of Jianshan Minzong."

Jing Liuli frowned slightly and said, "What then?"

Du Gubai said, "My father helps the queen, and I help you and your master."