Nightfall Chapter 33: Of course from the Academy

The streets and alleys around the capital square of Song State were dead silent, and occasionally a few heavy gasps could be heard. It was not a human gasp, but the snort of a war horse.

Someone’s preaching voice came from a distance. Because of the distance, it seemed a bit erratic. It seemed to come from God and could not hear the complete meaning. It could only vaguely capture women, stones, sins, cooking cakes, and salt. Some weird words were quickly dissipated by the breath of the war horse, and merged into the winter air, with no traces to be found.

Is there really no trace? Naturally not. When the voice enters people's ears, it will leave traces on the heart. The priests and deacons of the Xiling Temple hidden in the streets around the square, as well as those Song State cavalry soldiers who insist on sharp weapons, have strange expressions on their faces.

The sound of breathing gradually increased. From hundreds of horses on standby, thousands of priests, deacons and soldiers who were ready to attack, gradually gathered into thunder in the quiet streets.

In the plan of the Xiling Temple, these heavily armed people will later rush out of the streets, rush to the quiet square, kill the thieves with weapons in their hands, and destroy the mysterious preaching. He chopped it into pieces, setting off the first major climax of the destruction of Protestantism.

It’s just that...the clergy-faced priests, the deacons with the indifferent faces, and the pale-faced Song State cavalrymen, in fact, are a little bit confused. Why are there so many devout Haotian believers who are willing Continue to listen to the preaching of the blasphemer. Why are the Protestant believers standing or sitting when listening to the man's preaching, shouldn't they kneel?

Why?

Finally, there was a hands-on command from the Taoist Temple. With the sound of the heavy city gate closing, the capital of Song Dynasty became a dead city. No one could leave. Those who dared to ignore the temple ban, change their faith or support People who sympathize with Protestantism will all be arrested. As for those propagators of Protestantism, those blasphemers will naturally be killed immediately.

The wind blowing from the coastline is also getting colder. Snow can't be blown, and the snow on the streets no longer melts. It gradually accumulates. With the tidy and terrifying footsteps, the city gradually becomes a clean and solemn one White, everyone knows, the white snow will be stained red with blood.

The iron gun hit the armor, the horse breathed quickly, the knight’s indifferent eyes, and the clear metal smell in the air gradually turned into a **** smell. There were countless shocked and fearful shouts around the square. People knew that the temple would not allow it. Protestantism continued to spread in this way, but they still did not expect that this battle of faith would appear so iron and blood at the beginning.

The believers who sympathized with Protestantism were forcibly driven to a certain corner by the cavalry led by the deacons of Xiling Temple. The hoof sound was chaotic like a shower, and the sound of iron rods hitting flesh and blood could be heard everywhere. Hearing the horror of the people, it is natural to cry most.

The cry of fear and despair.

Blood was thrown in the crowd, cold and stern shouts kept ringing, the light of iron guns and blades kept ringing, and then there was a brighter light. It was sword light.

In the crowd, more than 20 disciples of the Southern Jin Jiange drew their swords at the same time, and the swords inherited from Liu Bai and Liu Yiqing slashed through the anger that had fallen on the world with unparalleled momentum.

The anger of the temple was gradually reduced, but with the continuous influx of cavalry, and more powerful people joining the battle, the scene became more and more chaotic.

The commander of the three temple cavalrymen, leading their subordinates, broke through the interception of the disciples of the sword pavilion, and burst into the depths of the square. They did not see the Protestant believers crying and hiding everywhere, only the calm man on the platform , As long as the blasphemer can be killed, who of these Protestants will continue to believe in those absurd and evil theories?

Looking at the people who kept bleeding in the field, watching the mother holding the child and crying, watching the gray-haired old man with a face of fear, Ye Su’s eyes showed deep sorrow, but what is strange is, look He also felt pity and sorrow for those temple cavalry who had killed him.

Chen Pipi walked to the stage and prepared to take the seniors to leave here. They had experienced such things many times during their escape journey after leaving the Southern Jin Dynasty.

"Today, it really seems to be the last day.

Ye Su stretched out his hand and patted him on the shoulder, beckoning him not to pack his luggage in a panic, then raised his head to look at the sky with falling snowflakes, and said: "Just, why did the teacher do this?"

On the journey of fleeing, the mind of the teenager who had never been worried and the flesh on his body gradually disappeared. Chen Pipi said: "If it is not the end, it is not the end."

His expression is so serious, his eyebrows and eyes are full of exhaustion, but the depths of exhaustion are firm without hesitation. Only this sentence shows that he is still the original Chen Pipi, and he believes that it is correct. And he is willing to work hard for it. The most important and most admired thing for a partner like Ning Que is that he is still optimistic in the face of desperate situation.

"It's different."

Ye Su no longer looked at the sky, looking at more and more cavalry around the square, as well as those powerful Taoist masters, calmly said: "Today is too strong."

"These people can't stop us from leaving."

Chen Pipi walked up to him, looked at the cavalry leaders who were getting closer and closer, and the shrine cavalry with murderous intent, and said: "They are going to die soon."

A few years ago, he was seriously injured, and the snow-capped mountains were locked up by Sangsang. He was already a useless person, and he was not an opponent of any temple powerhouse in the field today.

But he was very calm and taken for granted.

Of course, it is taken for granted by the college.

However, after saying this, his expression changed slightly, because he saw the crowd gradually divide, and a young girl was slowly walking towards the wooden platform-Nanhai girl Xiaoyu, his former fiancee.

The Nanhai girl who was once proud and powerful is still powerful, but the pride has completely sinked into her bones. She wears a **** robe, and her breath is calm and cold.

She is a strong man who knows her fate. Those disciples of the sword pavilion can't stop her at all. No matter how hard the sword is, the hands of her will become scrap iron.

Walking twenty feet away, the Nanhai girl stopped and quietly watched the three temple cavalry leaders and the unstoppable temple cavalry rush forward.

She looked at Ye Su with complicated eyes, some admiration, some fear, some disgust, some contempt. She knew that one of the most outstanding traitors in Taoist history was about to die.

She looked at Chen Pipi, her eyes were very complicated, but she couldn't see what she was thinking.

A cavalryman led the horse to the front of the stage, like a thunder, the blade broke through the air, and the rune on the blade suddenly brightened, carrying the endless heaven and earth vitality and cutting down.

If it was still the same year, the two men could easily take the knife, and probably even ignore it. Ye Su and Chen Pipi are the most famous names in Taoism in twenty years, whether Ye Hongyu or Long Qing , Are not qualified to be compared with them.

These two men are true geniuses, and now they have rebelled against Taoism. Or for some reason, Haotian took away all their cultivation.

That's what the cavalry leader thinks. He has the cultivation base of the Dongxuan Upper Realm. He has the help of the sword on the sword. This sword already has the power of knowing the fate. How can he kill two dead people?

At this moment, an iron rod flew from the sky, like a hill.

The cavalry commander's knife hit the hill, and the horse couldn't stop at all, so his body also hit the hill.

The mountain is made of iron, and it won’t move. Anyone who tries to hit will turn into powder. The cavalry commander’s knife turns into powder. His people turn into powder. The horse under his seat is also turned into powder. Turned into powder, metallic powder and blood-red meat powder, spread out in the square with a bang, mixed together, and began to emit a strange luster.

The noisy and chaotic battlefield suddenly became quiet at this moment. The temple cavalry who were charging toward the platform desperately pulled the reins, and the deacons who were fighting, stopped their movements in amazement and looked at the sound.

The smoke and dust gradually gathered and the snow fell. No matter what powder it was, it fell on the ground and mixed with the snow. At the beginning, the sight became clear, and a petite figure appeared.

The animal skin trembled slightly in the cold wind, like the thin strands of hair on her cheeks, she pulled out the iron rod from the ground and looked at the South Sea girl ahead.

"Tang Xiaotang!"

Xiao Yu looked at the figure and said, there seemed to be flames between her lips and teeth burning in the nether, and then she looked at Chen Pipi, her eyes deep, full of sadness and anger.

Tang Xiaotang looked at her and said seriously: "If you dare to look at him like this, then I will definitely goug your eyes out."

Xiao Yu's voice is extremely cold: "Why?"

Tang Xiaotang said: "I said in Taoshan a few years ago that he is my man."

She took it for granted, just like Chen Pipi did before.

Of course, this is still taken for granted by the college.

Although he came from a Taoist school and has the most noble and genius pedigree, although she came from a demon sect and has the most evil and domineering pedigree, after all, he and she are both members of the academy.

There was dead silence in the square, only the moaning of the wounded and the crying of the companions of the dead.

Looking at Chen Pipi and Tang Xiaotang standing together, the Nanhai girl gradually calmed down, with a faint self-deprecating expression in her eyes.

"Where is the reason for going to death together? The Lord is still waiting for you on Peach Mountain."

She asked Chen Pipi.

Chen Pipi explained seriously: "Ning Que once said that when Jinfeng Yulu meets, it wins but countless people. I am Jinfeng and she is Yulu."

Xiao Yu was startled slightly, and said sadly, "It's really good poetry."

Chen Pippi looked at her with a smile and said, "Actually...Ning Que's next statement is more in line with my pursuit. What he said is a long time, a long time."

"So?"

"So today cannot be our last day."

"You should be clear about whose will this is."

"My father? I don't think his will will be executed."

"This is Haotian's world, and the watcher executes Haotian's will. No one can change it."

"I am his son, brother is his disciple, we may not really have the ability to change him... but I think someone in this world can stop him."

"Who?"

"Ning Que."

Chen Pipi said seriously: "That guy, even Haotian is not his opponent. How can you say that my father is his opponent?"

"Ning Queyuan is in Chang'an. He dare not leave the city, so he can't change what happened here today."

Xiao Yu looked at him quietly, then raised his right hand, the wide sleeves of the **** robe slowly dropped, revealing her smooth and white arms, which looked pretty.

Tang Xiaotang looked at Chen Pipi and said, "Don't look at it."

Chen Pipi stared round her eyes and said: "I'm just a little shocked, isn't the people in her family always black? Why are they so white now?"

Jokes should not be told in situations where jokes should not be told because of tension.

Xiao Yu raised his right arm, and the Xiling Temple cavalry again prepared to launch an offensive.

Chen Pipi said that he believed that Ning Que could change all of this. In fact, he didn't really believe it. It was just a habit of bragging and saving face for his friends.

He looked at Ye Su and confirmed a fact.

"Brother, it seems that you really have the Tao."

"Why do you say that?"

"Because you can predict the future."

"Huh?"

"You just said...this is the last day."

Ye Su smiled and said, "This is my last day."

Chen Pipi said: "That must be mine."

Just looking at the situation between the courts, Tang Xiaotang will not be afraid of the girl Xiaoyu, the sword light of the sword pavilion disciples is still stern, and should be able to protect them from evacuation.

But the two brothers knew that it was really the last.

Because this is the will of the subject.

That man is his most respected teacher and his father. They know very well how powerful and terrifying that man is. Even if the other person is like their brothers, he is now a ruined man. , But it can also subvert the world in any thought.

Besides facing the Master, watching the subject will never make mistakes. These are definitely not the only ones who appear in Song State today. There must be some people preparing for the final harvest.

The atmosphere was first suppressed, and then as Chen Pipi's silence, and the groans of the wounded, gradually became eerie and terrifying, the snow fell a little bit.

"Ourselves are the way, truth, and life."

Ye Su looked at the believers who looked distraught and painful, and said slowly: "Walking with yourself, you will surely walk out of the dark valley and get the greatest joy."

Following these words, Xueluo became ill, but the snow cloud above Song State's capital city split a gap, and the sky shattered and fell on him, plating him with a layer of gold.

The Protestant believers in the field looked at this scene, shocked and speechless, and then knelt down.

"The way, the truth, and the life?"

There is a small courtyard across several inconspicuous buildings. Prince Longqing is standing in the courtyard, holding his hands, listening to the sound from outside the wall, thinking.

There are dozens of piles of dry wood piled on the ground behind him. These dry wood are very dry and give people a very holy feeling. No snow dared to fall on it.

The flames from these woodstacks should be very high.

(It was written out, it was beyond my expectation.)