Chapter 648: Against the world

The second Tang family walked towards the imperial city.
This is his first visit to the Royal Palace, but he is very familiar with the Royal Palace. No matter whether it is the Heavenly Daoist Array or other organ formations, he can't let his footsteps hesitate for a moment.
Before long, the T-shirt disappeared into the night, and when it appeared again, it had reached Lingyan Pavilion.
The stone step near him was very long, straight into the night vault, as if he could climb to the sky.
For many people, the Lingyan Pavilion and this long step are the most spectacular and beautiful buildings in the palace.
But for the second prince of the Tang family, this stone staircase and the single building at the height are the ugliest building in the palace.
In his view, the architectural styles of Ling Yan Pavilion and this long-story and palace are completely incompatible, too new and conspicuous.
"It's really an upstart aesthetic."
He said slightly, then walked up the long tier.
Before coming to Lingyan Pavilion, he did not have any prudent performance and directly pushed the door and walked in, looking too calm and calm.
Wang Liangsun sat on the ground in the middle of Ling Yan Pavilion, quietly looking at the closed window, not knowing what he was thinking.
His blood was still flowing, entering the streets and alleys of Kyoto through the light of daylight fireworks.
"The Emperor Taizong's transformation of the emperor's plan is not complete, and some problems cannot be solved. If you persist in this way, the blood will shed quickly."
The second man of the Tang family walked into the Lingyan Pavilion, looked at the portraits on the walls around him, tapped his palm with a folding fan, and shook his head.
Wang Liangsun looked up and said to him, "Who are you?"
The second prince of the Tang family said calmly: "My surname is Tang, and my second is."
Wang Liangsun's expression was slightly condensed, and said, "It turns out to be the second Tang family."
The second prince of the Tang family laughed silently, and seemed to feel very happy because celebrities like Liang Wangsun also knew themselves.
Then he smiled suddenly and said blankly: "Since the prince knows me, then you should also know that you are not my opponent."
King Liang Sun Jingjing looked at him and said: "Others don't know the terrible situation of the second Tang family, how can I not know, but now I am connected with the spirit of Huang Yongtu, how can you move me?"
The Tang family's eyes fell on him.
A bright, golden yellow breath was looming on Liang Wangsun's body.
He sat in the Lingyan Pavilion, but merged with the Imperial Palace in Kyoto.
Any attack on him can be regarded as an attack on Huang Yongtu, and he will be bitterly bitten by Huang Yongtu.
But if he doesn’t shoot Liang Wangsun, how can he be separated from Huang Yongtu?
The second Tang family laughed silently again. The model should be a little funny, but in the bright Lingyan Pavilion with bright daylight, it seemed particularly terrifying.
He did not look at Liang Wangsun, and walked directly to the only four beam columns in the Lingyan Pavilion facing the east. He took out something from his sleeve and inserted it into the beam column.
Wang Liangsun looked at this scene, his expression changed suddenly, what he wanted to do, but there was no way to get up.
An extremely ancient atmosphere overflowed from the palm of the second prince of Tang family, followed that kind of thing, directly into the beam, and then continued to go deeper, over the long stone steps, into some place under the palace, and then through those unknown The secret roads and drains of the river drifted in all directions towards Kyoto.
There was a breeze blowing in the Lingyan Pavilion, a slight buzzing sounded, and the bright light instantly dimmed!
The daylight fireworks of the Demon Artifact extinguished like this!
The blood of King Liangsun fell along the tiger's mouth to the daylight fireworks, which could no longer be absorbed, but continued to drip to the ground.
An extremely painful mumble burst out of his lips!
His spirit was separated from Huang Yongtu in this way. Although he did not get backed by all his intentions, this forced disengagement still caused him a very serious internal injury!
Just after the painful groan, blood spilled from the corner of his lips.
Wang Liangsun's face became very pale, his hand holding Bairi Fireworks shivered slightly, and his eyes were full of shock.
He looked at the second Tang family unbelievably and said, "How do you know the battlefield and the Divine Magic!"
The palm of the second grandfather Tang family slowly left the beam, and the towel was removed from the sleeve to carefully wipe off the wood chips remaining in the palm of the hand.
A bronze artifact was added to the beam, most of which were embedded in it, leaving only the uppermost layer, which looked like an eye.
An extremely old eye.
"Not long ago, I said to a junior, to learn to be awesome. The most awesome thing about my Tang family is history." He looked at Liang Wangsun and said, "Whether the Chen family is your Liang family, I thought This large array in Kyoto belongs to you, but you have forgotten that this large array...was repaired by our Tang family."
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In the autumn forest of the Jinghe Garden, the image of the former sage carved out of black stone slowly fell back towards the ground. The wet muddy surface re-emerged yellowish grass at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The crack in the middle of Hongju South Street slowly closed again, and the hot breath that overflowed from the depth was gradually isolated, and the wind grew louder and whistled, like a desperate and unwilling howl.
In the mansion in the north of Baizhifang, the decaying building failed to recover, but the clear water in those canals re-flowed into the half-collapsed well.
On the surface of the mound in Jiangongbei, the verdant green pine stood up from the mud again, the white bones and corpses were covered, the lightning kept falling, and the golden luster rising from the sky was repainted by the breath of resentment, and it was no longer the previous The majesty of God, everything goes to silence, it is still a tomb unknown to everyone!
The light from Lingyan Pavilion that disappeared suddenly disappeared into the night, just like the past millennium.
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The sensational ambition that enveloped the whole of Kyoto gradually dissipated between heaven and earth.
In the night, strong self-suppression suppressed the commotion for a long time, and gradually came to the surface.
The Lou Yang king was anxiously hiding in the mansion outside the palace, and the rest of the Chen family princes rushed to the old house of the disciples familiar to themselves and their fathers.
The monasteries in the courts of the Zhou dynasty were all in a strange quietness, and I don't know how they would change later.
The Qingteng Courts are also in absolute silence. Both the Imperial Cavalry and the State Cavalry Cavaliers have evacuated and went to a more tense place.
No one knows that Zhuang Zhihuan, the dean of the Heavenly Taoist Temple, was in the court of the Lishu Shangshu.
In the first battle of Naiheqiao, he only showed his true inclination, and had a high prestige in the court, so although he had been working very hard this year, the Queen Mother did not deal like other courtiers. , Directly drove him out of the court, and even gave him a death.
I don't know if it is for this reason, his attitude is not as intense as many people think.
"If you can't die, it's better not to die. If you can die less, then die less."
Lishu Shangshu took a very thick stack of paper from his sleeve and handed it to Zhuang Zhihuan, saying, "I have been guarding for more than two hundred years in the middle of the DPRK. Liu Piao Pestle, I have respect for my maiden, and I have compassion for those courtiers. Not everyone is Zhou Tong, they are Cheng Jun, they are thieves."
Since Zhuang Huanyu died of death, the dean who lost his only son became more silent, and tonight was no exception.
He took the stack of paper, glanced at the person's name on it, turned around and walked out of the house, not promising anything to the court.
Li Bu Shangshu looked at his back and sighed, knowing that after tonight, whether the Queen Mother wins or her own victory, it will inevitably usher in an extremely tragic situation.
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Tonight in Kyoto, the situation is extremely tense, but it is exceptionally weird.
Among the forces that could have enough influence on the situation tonight, some have never made their voices.
The quietness of the divorce, or that the Pope is still hesitating, like the pot of green leaves, is still swinging.
The Tianhai family, which has been operating in Kyoto for many years and has great strength in the military and Chaotang... Why has it remained silent until now?
In the night surrounding the Tianhai family's mansion and manor, at least more than 10,000 cavalrymen are hidden, and there are many strong monks who pass by from time to time.
These cavalry and strong monks are the forces controlled by the Tianhai family. The problem is that these forces should have appeared in the palace, in the palaces of the princes, in the courts of the court, and should not stay here, and It has been going on for a long time and there are no signs of dispatch.
The so-called silence is actually just outside. Many things have happened inside the Tianhai family's mansion and manor.
Those things are very and cruel, because the two sides of the battle are ethnic people, family members, relatives, father and son...
The blood on the ground in the court room was extremely dazzling under the light of the lights.
Tianhai Shengxue narrowed her eyes, still feeling a little disgusted on her chest, feeling dizzy.
During this time, news came one after another that some young children of the Tianhai family who did not obey the orders and insisted on sending troops were extremely ruthlessly suppressed by the power of their owners.
Several of his cousins ​​should have been suppressed or even killed by this time.
His brother, just now, just in front of his eyes, was cut off an arm by his father.
"why?"
He looked up and looked at his father, his voice trembling slightly: "Why do you want to do this?"
"what why?"
In the empty lobby, the chair appeared extremely lonely, and Tianhai Chengwu sat in the chair, also seemed very lonely, but this did not change his expression.
He looked at his son and asked blankly, "What the do you want to know?"
"There are many things I want to know!"
Tianhai Shengxue shouted angrily, "What the are you doing!"
After the turmoil and suppression in the middle of the night, there was no one in the field at this time, only their father and son.
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(Both the leader and the doctor are sick, don’t want to catch a cold, and have a pain in the body. This holiday is called a good one. I hope to get better as soon as possible, so as not to affect the work in the next few days.)
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