Nightfall Chapter 57: I hate only one person on the road ahead

There was a lot of snow in the deep winter of that year. The biggest snow did not fall on the wasteland, nor did it fall on the capital of Yan State, but on the relatively warm capital of Song State in previous years-many people recalled , I always felt that it was some kind of omen, because something very important happened in that snow.

In the wind and snow, the Taoist door burned Ye Su, the founder of Protestantism, and this incident shocked the entire world. During this process, there are many things that are extremely puzzling, except why the master made such a cold and resolute decision. , And the other is that the academy's performance is a bit slow, completely unlike before.

The four senior brothers rushed to Song State carrying the Heshan Pan thousands of miles to catch up with the battle. In fact, it was also relying on him. Chen Pipi, Tang Xiaotang and the few Jiange disciples had the chance to escape alive, but he could not change the whole In the situation, he didn't save Ye Su, and more importantly, he came by himself.

The elder brother also came to Song Kingdom, and was seriously injured by the alcoholic for this reason, but he came too late. At that time, the snow was drifting, and the pyre was covered with snow. You can’t even see the scorched wood ashes. Save Ye Su? It is also crucial that he also came by himself and does not represent the collective will of the academy.

The two key points are that Senior Brother and Fourth Senior Brother are doing their own thing. They can represent the academy, but they can't fully represent the academy, because now Yu Lian and Ning Que are in charge of planning the layout of the academy.

The academy does not have any plans for this matter, what are Yu Lian and Ning Que thinking? Is it true that as Ye Su said before his death, they were just waiting for Ye Su to die?

The cold winter wind ran through the steep mountain peaks, and Helan City, where troops had been withdrawn for a long time, was exceptionally quiet. In previous years, the camp where more than 10,000 cavalry was stationed had already gone to Zhaikong, and the howling of the goshawk seemed very monotonous.

Helan City, which guards the only passage between the east and the west, still has the last hundreds of Tang troops. They have been here for several years. If it hadn’t been for the Tang Dynasty to prepare a large amount of grain and grass here, there have been barren people over the past few years. Ling secretly supported, they simply couldn't survive until now.

At the highest point of the city gate, there was a very tall and domineering figure. The goshawk flew from the top of the ice and snow peak in the distance, and wanted to take a closer look, and found that the figure was a little weird. The ratio is very uncoordinated.

The goshawk flew closer. I realized that the figure was so weird not because the person was born special, but because it was two people, so naturally it looked a little strange.

From the gate of the city, Tang looked at the direction of the golden tent king's court in the west, with an indifferent expression on his face. The animal skin clothes on his body were hunting in the cold wind. It looked like a **** flag that didn't fall.

He is the most powerful man walking in the Demon Sect, and the most powerful man in the desert tribe. In terms of hegemony, after Xiahou's death, the world could not find a few people worthy of his opponents, but at this time someone was sitting on his head.

To be more precise. He has a specially made basket on his shoulder. There is a stool in the basket. Someone is sitting on the stool. Because Tang is very tall, that person appears tall.

The girl sitting on his head was a young girl with a childish face. She looked at about twelve or thirteen years old, with a pair of jet-black ponytails swaying gently in the cold wind outside the basket, very cute.

Several years ago in Chang'an, the girl jumped into the sky to cut off a rainbow, and then slowly jumped down holding Li, breaking her legs. From then on, she didn’t bother to walk, and only used a wheelchair in the first place. When he reached the wasteland, he began to sit on Tang's body, even though the injury was basically healed now, he refused to come down.

She said that she seemed more mighty. From the day she became a little girl many years ago, she felt that her biggest regret was not the trouble every month, but not enough mighty.

Tang has no opinion on the girl's special preferences, nor dare to have any opinion, because she is the master of the contemporary Mozong, and also the third sister of the college, Yu Lian, and his teacher.

As in the past few years, Tang walked around the wasteland with a curtain on his back. Today, she came to Helan City because she wanted to see Helan City and see what the Golden Tent Palace was doing.

The priests in the court of the Eastern Desolation Left Tent King, as well as the powerful men sent by the temple, have basically been killed by her and Tang in the past few years, and the loyal subordinates of Long Qing have died the earliest.

This matter sounds simple, but when you think about it, it's terrifying.

She and Tang are just two people, but seeing that they are about to destroy a tribe—the population of that tribe’s territory is actually no different from the country. There are tens of thousands of elite riders, a steady stream of assistance, and countless people. The Dong Profound Realm and even the powerhouse who knew his fate were destroyed by them.

When Ning Que flees carrying Sangsang on his back, there is always a feeling of enthusiasm against the whole world by one person, and what Yu Lian and Tang did was truly two people destroying a world.

In a few days, when she kills all the last strong men in the Eastern Wilderness, the warriors of the Huangren tribe will collectively go south, no matter if the more than 1,000 Xiling Temple guard cavalry stationed in Yan State will go northward, I believe that the term "Left Account King Court" will not exist in the world for more time, and I can only look for it in the pile of old papers.

Yu Lian is very confident about this. She thinks this is a matter of course, that is, she does not even bother to show her confidence, but she knows that the Golden Tent King Court will not just watch this scene happen. Do something? What kind of gifts did the national teacher and thirteen priests prepare for her?

The snow on the wasteland stopped last night, the snow in Weicheng stopped, and the snow in Helan city also stopped. The air was very clean after being washed by snow for many days. She stood up and looked towards the far west.

Helan city gate is very high. Between the two cliffs, Tang's body is very tall. She stood up in the back basket, naturally taller, but she was not satisfied yet, and her feet on the stool stood on tiptoe, which looked interesting.

"I don't want to wait anymore, I always feel there is movement over there."

The wind was blowing her hair, moving around her immature face, a little itchy, a little annoyed, she wiped it twice with her small palm, and shouted: "I want to go over and take a look."

She was moving around in the back basket, Tang's body was a little unstable, holding the bottom of the basket and saying: "The Golden Tent King's Court can't pass Helan City. If you want to keep the last fire in the left account, you can only use other methods." /

Yu Lian thought of a certain possibility, and then knew that it was not a possibility, but something that would definitely happen, and said: "They are going south and tell the tribe. We also want to go south."

When she said this, there was no emotion in her voice, but the little girl’s voice was already immature, so it sounded like a little girl who wanted to talk seriously like an adult. It was funny.

In the past few years, Tang has become accustomed to this kind of voice, and his iron-like eyebrows still trembled uncontrollably, and said: "The Golden Tent King Court will be prepared, or we should prepare too."

"I said I was curious about the gift they prepared for me."

There was no expression on Yu Lian's face, and said: "That little slave heard that it was a gift that Sangsang left to the world. I am Ning Que's senior sister. Demolition for him. If not satisfied, I will return the goods."

"Do you really need to worry about things in Central Plains?"

Don't feel uneasy when thinking of the person walking along the same door as him.

"The master is not an idiot like Xiong Chumo. Killing Ye Su is meaningless to Dao Sect. How can he do it? Dao Sect’s best way to deal with it now. The only way to deal with it is to wait."

Yu Lian said: "If the Protestantism affects the foundation of Haotian's faith, the battle between Haotian and the teacher in the kingdom of God will be the winner. Their wait or gamble will win."

Protestantism is a faith, with the protection of academies and Tang Dynasty, this faith can hardly be completely destroyed. The greater the pressure exerted by the Daomen, the more likely it is even to help Protestantism grow.

If the academy wants to seize the opportunity in this war, it needs to help the Protestant grow and weaken the power of Haotian before the war in the kingdom of God is divided.

Relatively speaking, the situation of Daomen seems to be excellent, but in fact it is very passive. It is wrong to do or not. As Yu Lian said, he can only wait calmly or helplessly. The initiative is in the hands of the academy.

This is why Ning Que wants to talk to the world, because he has the qualifications to talk, and he has the confidence to let the Dao Sect and the master be persuaded by himself, and Yu Lian also thinks like this.

At this moment, the Tang army stationed in Helan City brought a message.

Tang State spent huge resources in the past and built a teleportation array in Helan City, which can only transmit very simple messages, and will never be activated easily. In the past few decades, it has been activated only a few times.

The last time was the news that Emperor Xian died of illness, and today the teleportation array has been activated again. It is also news of death, very bad news, and news that Yu Lian did not expect.

"Ye Su is dead."

When he received the news of his death, Tang remembered the scenes from the past twenty years, the tree in the wasteland, and the proud sword-backed young man who said that evil spirits are outsiders. He was silent for a long time.

Yu Lian was also silent for a long time.

The "long time" here is really long. From the moment she received the news of her death, she was silent in the cold wind until the sun moved westward, and the twilight occupied the entire view of the west.

White smoke came from somewhere in Helan City.

She looked at the smoke and said, "Bad news, or good news.

For a whole number of hours, she had no emotion, let alone sentimental. She had been reflecting in silence, calculating in silence, and calculating how Ye Su's death would affect the human situation.

In the end, she calculated that the impact should be biased toward the academy's hopes.

So she said that the news of Ye Su's death may also be good news, like the smoky smoke that looked a little lonely, but what actually hides behind it is the smell of fireworks that you need to live.

Yu Lian’s performance was very cold, yes, she was originally a cold person, Long Qing would say that she and Ning Que have been waiting for Ye Su to die—that’s not her plan, but since Ye Su is dead, She can accept it—this is not the most important thing.

She was silent in the cold wind for a whole half day, from noon until the twilight was red on the horizon. In addition to thinking about the turbulence brought about by Ye Death's death, she wanted to understand the really important thing.

What did Chen think?

She told Tang that she and Ning Que were affirmed that the Lord would not do anything to Ye Su. It turned out that she and Ning Que were wrong. There must be a huge problem hidden in this mistake.

"If I don't figure out what he thinks, I feel uncomfortable."

Yu Lian walked down the city, threw the sky full of twilight behind him, and at the same time threw the Golden Tent King Court behind him. Compared with the things she worried about, those things were not worth mentioning.

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The other end of the Helan City Teleportation Array is in the Datang Palace, and Yu Lian received news of Ye Su's death in Helan City. The people in the palace naturally knew the news earlier, and the atmosphere was extremely depressing.

Li Yu's face is a bit pale. I don't know if sunlight has been rare in the past few years, or for some other reason. His expression is still quiet, but he clasps the chair's hand tightly. Looks a little disturbed.

In fact, she was more than uneasy. She was very nervous and even scared at this time, but she was a princess in the prison, and she wanted to set an example to the emperor, so she could express too much emotion.

The young emperor is getting older and will formally take the throne next year to take care of state affairs in person. He is personally educated by Mr. Da. He has performed extremely well in both virtue and ability, but he is still a young man after all. Today is a situation that has never been encountered. Thinking of the battle a few years ago, it is inevitable to be a little scared.

Student Zeng Jing stood in front of the steps and said: "The King of Ten Thousand Vehicles, even if the world changes color. Mountains and rivers are broken. You still have to keep your face unchanged. This is an example for the monarch to set for his subjects."

The young emperor glanced at Li Yu nervously, and said, "I understand...I'm just a little worried, can the Thirteenth Master Uncle stop that person."

The scholar of Zeng Jing sternly shouted: "What if you can't stop that? It wasn't that the person had never entered Chang'an City back then. The old lady of Chu pushed the mansion's women and children horizontally on Zhuque Avenue, and screamed at the old lady with friends. Scolding him in the cold and snow, Chang'an people throw bricks, throw bricks, and wield knives. Has anyone ever been afraid?"

Li Yu walked to his Majesty's side, held his hand, and said softly, "Are you still afraid?"

The young emperor's cheeks were flushed by the words of the academician Zeng Jing, and his courage increased. Instead, he held her hand and said: "Not afraid! Even if that person enters the palace, I am not afraid."

The monarchs and ministers in the temple are very nervous. They are heavily guarded, but the palace gates are not closed. The main gate of the Tang Palace is wide open, as if they are ready to welcome guests from afar.

Manchu dynasty civil and military, and even ordinary people in Chang'an, are preparing to fight, as if they are facing a major enemy, naturally not because of the news of Ye Su's death, but because of other things.

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From last night to this morning, iron arrows never appeared in the capital of Song Dynasty. Only yellow sand flying and snow falling on the square, but no screaming arrows sounded.

Where is Ning Que? What is Ning Que doing?

The legendary Yuan Thirteen Arrows does require a lot of stringent conditions to carry out a super long sniper regardless of distance, but those conditions were actually met during this period of time.

Whether it is the sand scroll of the heavenly book in Long Qing's hand, the power of faith borrowed by Ye Su, or the river and mountain plate brought by the four brothers, they have illuminated the vitality of the world and pointed out for Tiejian. direction.

The moment Tang Xiaotang jumped from the sky, Long Qing was in the ocean of consciousness, bright like a golden flower, just like in the snow cliffs of Tianqi Mountain many years ago-he shot Long Qing with a single arrow. He didn't know his life and death and became a useless person. Why did he still not shoot today?

Is it true that as Long Qing said, he was waiting for Ye Su to die, so he kept pulling his bow?

The city of Chang'an had snow for several days, and it didn't stop last night. It fell on the ground very thickly on the wall, on the clothes, and even the snow on the face.

Ning Que's eyebrows were dyed with snow and turned white because his body was cold, and the reason why his body was cold was because of the chill, because he put all his spirits elsewhere.

He held the dark iron bow tightly with his left hand, and the bow body was bent to the extreme, much like the bright moon in the night, the bowstring was extremely tight, and he went deep into the three fingers of his right hand, looking a little scary.

He has maintained the posture of bowing and ready to shoot. From last night to this morning, he has not changed. He is like a statue of ignorance, or because of this, the snow between his brows can accumulate.

Snow fell on my shoulders, melted by body temperature, and frozen again by the cold wind, turning into ice, reflecting the morning light in the east, shining like burnt gravel--beautiful colored glass.

Overnight, the iron bow did not move.

He saw the unusual brightness of Xiling Temple last night. This morning, the Eastern Sea has become extremely bright. Then, he saw two streams of light between the heaven and the earth. They were the senior brother and the alcoholic.

He watched the world in Chang'an. He knew the world without leaving the city. He knew that from last night to early morning, many great things happened in the world, and many strong men were fighting fiercely.

But he did not loosen the bowstring.

Not shooting an arrow, not because he was hesitating to save Ye Su, he was cold but not Liansheng, he could watch Ye Su die, but he would not watch Ye Su be killed.

The morning light was shining on his face, and he sensed what should be happening by the East China Sea, what he didn't want to see, but he couldn't loosen the bowstring and shoot the iron arrow.

The black hair was tightly tied, and the steam was steaming in the cold morning breeze. Those were sweat in his hair. He held the iron bow and looked at the arrow. The sweat overflowed from his hair, dripped onto his face, and lifted his eyebrows. The snow melted.

The iron arrow never left the bowstring because there was someone in front of the arrow. From last night to early morning, he has been aiming at that person-he really can't pay attention to what happened elsewhere.

For Ning Que, that person is the most terrifying opponent and the sweetest bait. Because of fear, he must always aim at him, because if he wants to shoot the opponent, he must always aim at him.

There is a white snow in front of the Chang'an city wall.

There is a Taoist in Tsing Yi in the snow.

Ning Que's Iron Arrow has been aiming at him from last night to this moment.

The Taoist in Tsing Yi carried his hands on his back, with a peaceful expression, as if he didn't care about being targeted by an iron arrow.

The Thirteen Arrows of the Yuan Dynasty is a legendary killer. The proud young man of the barbarian Ada dare not move. The drunkard was scared into a cold sweat, but the Taoist Tsing Yi didn't care.

In the wind and snow, his shirt is fluttering.

Floating like a fairy.

The fairy wind is the same as before.

In those days, he fought against Chang'an alone.

Today, he floated down Taoshan and then to Chang'an.

He stayed all night in the snow and wind in front of the city, Ning Que held his bow all night, and the night passed. When the morning came, the torches on the wall were extinguished one by one, and he was still bright.

He was like a torch, attracting Ning Que's sight, locking his iron arrow and spirit, and he made Ning Que powerless even if he saw the whole world.

Because he is the first person in the Taoist school.

Since a thousand years, the first person in the Taoist school. (To be continued...)