Allure of the World Chapter 311: Fight in person

The smell of blood filled Qingyun's breath.

Narrow streets, people behind can't see the killing ahead. The soldiers defending the city had no chance to speak.

In the shadows, Qing Yun saw Ling Chen. Under the weak light of the torch on the wall, I saw his blurred face. At this moment, he pursed his mouth tightly, his nose was high, and the corners of his lips were cold. Suddenly, he couldn't put him together with the man who was laughing and uninhibited in his memory. .

For most of the time before, she was kept in his harem by him, and there was very little chance to see him kill the enemy himself. He waved his arms, and the Canglong Sword flew up and down, as if it was not a human being who was slashing.

He used to be a high-ranking emperor, but now, he personally leads everyone, carrying his sword and rushing to the front line to kill the enemy.

In her memory, he was her god, he was omnipotent, and he never seemed to need her.

Ling Chen finally broke free from her memory and stood in front of her alive, Qing Yun felt her chest swell and felt distressed.

She clenched her fists, turned around and whispered to Xiangtao and Xiaowu: "Let's go."

They just got away from the crowd when they heard a howl from behind: "Come on, someone is attacking the city..."

The voice is thick, but it stops abruptly, which can't help but make one's heart skip a beat.

However, the defenders in the city finally found out.

Qingyun quickened his pace.

Jincheng is a small city. It is located in the most northwest corner of Daxing. The special thing here is that the mountain behind Jincheng is called Eshan, and the north end of Eshan is Dulong Mountain.

Golden City hides a small branch of Tsing Yi Hall.

Now, the helmsman here is Gu Lin, and Chen Chao issued an order to change the Tsing Yi Tang to Zi Yi Tang. Everyone changed their names, but Jin Cheng did not change, but someone from Qing Yun contacted Gu Lin, Gu Lin was not there. Even the well-respected Zheng Duozhu came over, but he didn't see him.

There are 8,000 Tsing Yi Hall disciples here. In the past, my uncle once said that my grandfather once rescued Gu Lin, and later put him in Jincheng to practice with the old rudder master. After the old helmsman passed away the previous year, Gu Lin directly became the helmsman.

This Gu Lin's whereabouts are uncertain, and there are not many people he has met. My uncle has only seen him once at the annual Tsing Yi Hall meeting, but my grandfather has always been very kind to him. At that time, he had just taken the helm, he was young, and he hardly spoke much.

He has developed so many disciples in this small town and is well equipped. No one understood his mind.

Qing Yun came today because he was afraid that he would really go to Huo Jingyun with Chen Chao. In turmoil, it's good to be careful.

They came to a courtyard smoothly. The screams of killing in the distance had come, but it was very quiet here, and there was no sound in the courtyard.

Qingyun hit the wall with a "whoosh" sound.

But I heard someone in the yard say loudly: "Princess, the gate is clearly open, why did the princess climb over the wall?"

Qingyun was startled, smiled embarrassingly, and jumped down: "Who is Your Excellency?"

"Jincheng Tsing Yi Church is the helmsman."

Qingyun saw him standing there alone, in the dark yard, unable to see his face.

Xiang Tao and Xiao Wu also jumped into the yard.

Gu Lin sighed: "It seems that the princess's people are more used to jumping over the wall."

Qingyun ignored him and said, "How did you know I would be here today?"

Gu Lindao: "I don't know, but I haven't seen her since the princess sent someone over that day. I wait in the yard for a while every night."

"Why don't you see my people?"

"Because I want to see the princess, your people, and I don't believe it either." He spoke slowly.

He listened carefully: "Did Lingchen's people come in? Or did Tsing Yitang's people come in?"

Qing Yun said: "What do you think? Why don't you see it yourself?"

He chuckled lightly: "Looking at the princess, it should be Lingchen's person. The princess won't be talking to me in the courtyard all the time, please."

Qing Yun followed him into the house.

As soon as Xiangtao and Xiaowu were about to go in, Gu Lin stopped them: "Two, I have something important to discuss with the princess, please wait outside."

Qing Yun nodded to Xiang Tao.

Entering the room, Qingyun found that Gu Lin looked about twenty years old. He was not tall and had an ordinary appearance, but there was a trace of a clean youth flying on his face. When Qingyun looked at him, he was also looking at him. With blue sky.

The helmsmen of the Tsing Yi Hall that Qing Yun knew were basically stable people in their thirties. He was the first to be as young as him.

The two looked at each other a little embarrassedly, Qingyun asked: "Tell me, you have to see me alone, what's the matter?"

Gu Lin said: "In the woods ahead, there are 5,000 Tsing Yi Hall disciples who are willing to defect to Ling Chen. The remaining 3,000 people don't want to participate in their fight."

Qing Yun said: "How do you know I'm here to ask for someone?"

Gu Lindao: "At this time, didn't Princess Qingyun come here just to know the position of Jincheng Qingyi Hall? Did she come to visit us?"

Qingyun smiled: "You're right. I really came to see everyone's position. Those who don't want to participate in the war, just follow me."

Gu Lin said: "Gu Lin is looking for the princess today, and there is one more important thing. When the princess helps the former emperor to seize the golden city, please come with me."

Qingyun stared at him, saw his eyes calm and serious, and nodded quickly: "Okay."

She thought for a while and then asked, "Aren't you going?" Qingyun thought that he would also help to siege the city.

He shook his head: "No. The old hall master once warned that if you don't want to be in politics, don't get involved in the court battle. We are a Jianghu organization, and the biggest advantage is that you can still choose. I gave you the five Thousands of people, it is to pay back the kindness of the old hall master. I know the relationship between that person and you. At the same time, these people also want to make contributions and do not want to live a normal life. And I just want to live a normal life. So, I don't go."

Qingyun nodded: "That's fine. I'll definitely come back to you."

Gu Lindao: "Except for those who have defected to the original emperor, the Tsing Yi Tang in other cities have been changed to Zi Yi Tang. You have to be careful, in the face of life and death, no one knows what their choice will be."

Qingyun smiled: "I understand."

Of course she understands that her own uncles and uncles can betray her grandfather, and there's nothing she doesn't understand.

In times of peace, everyone spurned traitors, but when the steel knife was really around his neck, who could be sure what he would choose?

Gu Lin took Qingyun out the door and came to the dark woods in front of him.

At this time, his face became solemn: "Princess, these people are handed over to you."

Qingyun nodded: "Don't worry, on the battlefield, swords have no eyes, I can only guarantee that they will be given enough attention and fair treatment."

There was a rumbling sound from the front, and Qingyun knew that it was the sound of a bomb. Is Ling Chen trying to destroy this place? She suddenly remembered the previous Syracuse.

Ling Chen's team was surrounded by people when Qingyun rushed over with the five thousand people from Qingyi Hall.

Less than four thousand of his five thousand remain.

Five thousand people in the city were left with less than thirty thousand.

However, there is still a huge disparity in the numbers.

Ling Chen's people were desperate. They knew very well that if they didn't kill them, they would definitely die. They only had 5,000 people in total.

But there are too many enemies, and in their territory, the sword in Zhang Yang's hand is cut off. He picked up the large knife on the ground and chopped.

The night was dark. The high and low mourning made the night even more terrifying, like opening a gate of hell.

Everyone was injured. Ling Chen flicked his face, not knowing whether it was beads of blood or sweat, looking for the location of Zhao Jiankun, the county master of Jincheng City. Only by killing him can the battle be ended.