Silent Crown Chapter 802: Enter the city

Mr. Hu hasn't been traced since leaving the holy city.

Ye Qingxuan did not expect to meet him again in this situation. Although a dispute can be avoided, but at the same time he is happy, he will inevitably feel a little regretful.

"So, can you let me in?" he asked.

"There is nothing you can do for yourself."

Mr. Hu readily agreed, and then looked at the victims behind Ye Qingxuan: "As for them... as a condition for you to pass, how about helping me maintain order later?"

Ye Qingxuan nodded, "Of course there is no problem."

Mr. Hu thought about it for a moment, and instructed the subordinates beside him: "Then, open the city gate, maintain order, make the victims enter the city in an orderly manner, and pass on my words..."

He raised his voice, with a hoarse voice like thunder, blowing in everyone's ears: "Don't stay after entering the customs, leave immediately!"

"Sneaky snoopers, slash; those who don't listen to orders, slash; those who cause chaos, slash!"

Amidst the shocked expressions of the victims, Mr. Hu issued three beheading prohibitions in succession, and then his tone slowed down a bit, "Allow you to rest for a night in a place ten miles after Tianmen Pass.

I will inform the counties and counties in the rear to accept it. At dawn tomorrow, I will set off immediately. Those who do not go will be treated as detailed! "

What will happen if he didn't elaborate, but I'm afraid it won't end well.

Ye Qingxuan raised his eyebrows slightly.

For a long time, Mr. Hu in his impression was a gentleman and gentleman. He had never expected that he would have such a cool side. Although he is still dressed in gray at the moment, when he overlooks the victims, his eyes But there was a fiery flame shining completely different from the past.

Like green gold burning in the scorching sun, turning into boiling iron.

He didn't remember until now, Mr. Hu's nickname in the holy city, ‘Sun’, I’m afraid this title also comes from his cold side?

Soon, the three major gates of Tianmen Gate opened suddenly, and the Qianqi Sergeant galloped out and gave orders.

They held the sword in one hand, and the heavy iron gun with the head removed in the other, interspersed among the chaotic victims. For those who don’t listen to orders and want to make trouble, naturally they won’t have any good voices. When the iron gun is knocked down, it will inevitably be beaten up.

Among the crowd, a few seemingly calm people were hiding at the back. After exchanging a few glances, they were about to shout something, but their movements stopped in place and couldn't move.

I only feel stiffness all over, like falling into an ice cave.

When they raised their heads with difficulty, they only saw the eyes that were as hot as the sun. Then, they were struck by lightning, their hearts beating like drums, and their complexions flushed.

After a few clicks, the heart burst in a frantic beating, blood leaking from the seven orifices, and he fell to the ground and died.

At the same time, a pair of eyes stared at tens of thousands of people at the same time.

Rao is Mr. Hu, and it's a little difficult to support.

Respectfully, please go to the top of the city. Ye Qingxuan, who witnessed this scene, suddenly looked a little complicated, "It seems that I am not here at the right time?"

"Wouldn't it be the time?"

Mr. Hu couldn't help sighing, "You really gave me a big problem."

No, to be precise, it was not Ye Qingxuan who threw this problem over.

It's Bai Heng.

If this was not intentional, how could the victims be so densely jammed under the gate of heaven overnight?

Bai Heng deliberately looted and drove these homeless people to the gate of heaven, just to force the emperor to solve it.

If you let them go, then there is no doubt that the musicians and insiders who are mixed in will surely cause chaos when the army is attacking the city, no, even when they enter the city, they may even set off a riot.

If you don't let go, then Bai Heng's soldiers will be near the city, the swords and soldiers will have no eyes, and when the battle begins, this group of people will have only a dead end. Inaction is equivalent to making them wait to die.

For the time being, regardless of the turmoil of the people, in the ruling and opposition parties, there will definitely be people who will make a fuss about the lives of these tens of thousands.

You can’t let it go, you can’t let it go, you can’t kill it, it’s even more troublesome.

Difficult multiple choice questions.

Mr. Hu knows this very well.

If it wasn't him who came here today, Ye Qingxuan might not give face. When the time comes, other people's strong resistance will only force Ye Qingxuan to turn his face and cause even greater trouble.

I can only say... Your Majesty is really thoughtful.

Thinking of this, Mr. Hu couldn't help sighing.

No, now it seems that I’m afraid I’ve already been in full control.

When I received the news that Ye Qingxuan was coming to the capital, I sent myself in advance, day and night, and rushed to Tianmen Pass to be stationed. For people like Ye Qingxuan, it is no longer meaningful to be strict. Competing attitudes will only do bad things, and if they are weak to cater to them, they will lose their dignity.

If you let yourself come here, everything will be easy.

No matter what happens, Ye Qingxuan is the type that will never make it difficult for friends to do.

When dealing with the victims, Ye Qingxuan may not refuse to help because he has his own affection.

I'm just used to his majesty's clever calculations, but Mr. Hu doesn't have the slightest joy in his heart at this moment. Ming Ming and today can be called eternal Mingjun, but I don't feel happy.

Instead, I felt a little... sad.

While he was thinking, he suddenly heard a scream from a distance.

He turned his head back suddenly, and saw the chaos behind him, among the chaotic victims after entering the gate, several carriages suddenly shattered, and in an instant, cloth and gold ingots were scattered everywhere.

Silver flows out like water, dazzling everyone's eyes.

After a short pause, the victims boiled and rushed forward, fighting desperately.

The musicians who were mixed in the crowd showed a smile and threw a piece of music around. Regardless of any casualties and consequences, iron lights emerged from the void and turned into rainstorms and poured down on the city.

Then everything froze in the air again.

As if time is frozen.

Whether it is the metal rainstorm, the roaring roar, the angry faces of the sergeants, the sheathed knives, the stabbing guns, or the gold ingots and silver flying in the air, or even the chaotic victims and musicians.

Everything within the entire chaotic range stopped abruptly, stagnating in place.

——"Faust".

"Wandering?"

Ye Qingxuan asked with a smile.

Now that Huang Zhiwang's authority has deepened, Ye Qingxuan has thoroughly understood the principle of "Faust," which was mastered by Hermes, and even used it very skillfully.

Although there is no such a movement as Hermes that even the king can freeze for two or three seconds of horror, but it is easy to slap those musicians who have just touched the threshold of distortion.

"Ah, sorry, I'm distracted."

Mr. Hu smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Thanks for your presence."

"Checking the deficiencies and fixing the leaks."

Ye Qingxuan released his shackles, and after erasing the movement of the group of musicians, he sealed the etheric induction of several people by the way. Compared with Ye Qingxuan's ability to make a move after the fact, Mr. Hu seems to have the advantage of foresight.

Under the gaze of that pair of hot golden pupils, it seemed that all the details could not escape his investigation, just a glance at it, and it was easy to identify the meticulous and the victims.

"This, this, and this..."

Mr. Hu clicked his finger, and among the chaotic victims, a dozen people showed eye-catching signs on their heads. Then, he issued a cruel order:

"—Slay on the spot."

Soon, several brand-new heads were hung on the door of the city wall.

Leave a few big fish that look a little more advanced and take them down to torture and torture, and the rest will have no good end.

In this regard, Ye Qingxuan has no room to intervene, nor does he feel that he has any excuses or reasons to intervene. Just by looking at the performance of the musicians just now, you know what these guys want to do among the victims.

As long as enough riots can be caused in Tianmen Pass, I am afraid that all the victims will die, and these guys will not blink their eyes.

Compared with this group of dead indifferent goods, Ye Qingxuan is even more curious about Mr. Hu's eyes.

If he didn’t guess wrong, it should be the result of a certain school of enlightenment. However, there are subtle differences between Eastern music theory and Western music theory. There are also many differences in themes and images. Ye Qingxuan can only recognize that it is a certain Such an implantable matrix, but it is difficult to find anything else.

However, after some observation, Ye Qingxuan, who is now quite different from the past, discovered something that he had never discovered before.

Mr. Hu, who is close at hand, this somewhat thin and old man contains violent power that even faintly palpitates himself.

Although there is no blood of heaven and human, it is not the inheritance of dragon veins, but this power is not inferior to the inheritance of dragon veins.

No, it can be said that it has climbed to the same height as Gungnir.

It's just that the nature it exhibits is completely different from the lightning of Gungnir. If it is reluctantly summarized by the object, it should be "iron stone and flame".

The elements of iron and fire are constantly colliding in that kind of power~IndoMTL.com~ bursts out a tyrannical atmosphere of destruction, but they are restrained by layers of seals...

Obviously so fierce, but it was covered by heavy fog, only when Mr. Hu used those eyes, he was shocked, and then quickly disappeared in the cloud cover, it was difficult to see clearly.

It seems that he was aware of Ye Qingxuan’s curiosity. Mr. Hu did not hide it, but explained: “This is my teacher’s early research. To some extent, it can be regarded as the result of alchemy. It’s a pity, I'm the only one who can barely claim to be successful."

Ye Qingxuan coughed awkwardly, and looked away.

Just now he violated a taboo out of curiosity and spied on the research results of other schools. Although Mr. Hu was generous and didn't care about him, it made Ye Qingxuan even more embarrassed.

In the process of Mr. Hu's screening and Ye Qingxuan's investigation of deficiencies, soon a large number of victims have passed through the city gate and entered the former emperor territory, which was previously directly controlled by the emperor.

It's not just the victims who leave here.

In the beginning, Tianmen Pass was not small, it could even be said to be a city built around Tianmen Pass, but now, this city has fallen into dead silence.

Many people drag their homes, carry packages and salute, and leave with the disaster victims.

"They want to go too?"

Ye Qingxuan couldn't help frowning as he looked at the people walking out of the city.

"The war is coming, Ye Zi, many people have to go and retreat inward. Soon, there will be no other people here except the musicians."

Mr. Hu patted him on the shoulder, "However, the best restaurant chef in the city will not leave until tomorrow. At least we don't have to chat with dry food tonight."

"What about you, Mr. Hu?" Ye Qingxuan asked, "Will you stay here?"

Mr. Hu just smiled without answering.