Chapter 419: Sword Fairy Lincheng

The belt had been burned to ashes, and it was no longer known whether the names were written on it. Emperor Mingde sighed, "Come out."
Jin Xian, with a torn clothes, was walked in by the door. It turned out that in addition to several princes, he was also summoned by Emperor Mingde.
"Jin Yan, if you let the rivers and lakes go, you will inevitably be used to hunt down. If you let Shen Xiduo, you will probably blame Gu. Gu will give him to you, Jin Yan, Jin Xian, do you have any objections?" Ming Dedi asked.
Jinxian bowed his head: "The minister dare not."
Inner jailers generally call themselves slaves. Jinxian, as the five great jailers, also holds the Hongxu Temple on his behalf, so he is qualified to be a minister.
Jin Yan wiped the sweat from his forehead, slammed his head, and his voice resounded throughout the palace: "The grassroots dare not!"
Xiao Yu snorted coldly, "Like a slave."
"Retreat." Emperor Mingde waved his sleeves. "I'm tired. Lan Yuehou, the joint paper book was destroyed. You can find a way to let the entire Apocalypse City know about it today. thing."
"I understand." Lan Yuehou answered.
The crowd retreated one after another, Jinxian walked quickly outside the palace gate with Jin Yan, did not say a word to anyone, and did not stop at all.
"The Superintendent of the Xiangxiang Temple can be regarded as a wonderful person above the court. It is said that he wandered the rivers and lakes, became famous for the wind and snow sword, and once wandered about the rivers and lakes, and was finally captured by the father of Zhuoqing." After walking behind, he slowly said to Xiao Se.
Xiao Yu also hurriedly walked past them, his voice full of disdain: "It's just that I don't have the courage. I have the ability and power, but I only want to save a junior who is not of the same clan."
Xiao Se glanced at him: "So we are not all the same."
Xiao Yu glanced at Xiao Se, then at Jinxian, and snorted coldly: "Then you are all the same."
Xiao Se frowned slightly: "I and Father Jin Xian are not the same, if we are firm in our hearts, I am not as good as him."
"Then you two? Could it be that with some kindness, you can become a group of people?" Xiao Yu smiled, and turned away without waiting for their answer.
Xiao Se and Xiao Chong ignored a glance, and both showed awkward smiles. Xiao Chong shook his head: "There may be some things you think about, but the roads you take are vastly different. You and I are not the same."
Xiao Se shrugged: "Yes, we walked two paths, but at the occasional meeting point, we met for a period of time. After we passed, we still have to part ways. Brother, the next day will be more It's hard."
Xiao Chong frowned, his expression slightly worried: "Father's body..."
"All diseases are easy to eliminate, but heart diseases are hard to treat." Xiao Se sighed, and finally left first. Only the White King was still walking slowly. He walked slowly because he was watching the scenery all the way.
He now cherishes every scene he sees.
In the next few days, Apocalypse City was still very unstable, and many events that shocked the government and the public took place.
For example, Dali Temple announced that the rebel Jinyan had been caught and was killed directly during the resistance. This is a signal from Emperor Mingde, Dali Temple has never had an outstanding case in recent years, but their iron signboard has been broken.
The other was even more shocked. Dong Zhu, the veteran of the three dynasties and the backbone of the country, wrote a letter to his old age and asked him to return to his hometown. Emperor Mingde returned the letter to stay, but Dong Zhu submitted three letters in two days to ask your majesty for permission. Emperor Mingde finally nodded and agreed. It is said that on the day Dong Zhu left the city, the three hundred scholars of Apocalypse went to see off the city, and they all cried and wept as they watched the carriage drift away. On that day, Emperor Mingde sat alone in the Tai'an Hall, listening to the ringing of the bell outside the hall, crying silently.
Few people still remember that Dong Zhu used to be his teacher when he was a prince, when he and Wang Langya studied in Dong Zhu's school together. With so many distinguished princes, Dong Zhu only took care of him and King Langya the most.
At that time, there were some small things that nobody cared about.
For example, in Hongyu Temple, there was suddenly an ordained monk. He was ordained by Jinxian, the superintendent of the incense palm, and Jinxian personally gave a dharma title.
Pushan.
Another example is that in the old house in the backyard of the Red King's Mansion that no one cares about, the pale-skinned doctor finally stepped back and squinted his eyes while looking at the dazzling sunlight.
In the autumn cottage.
The young genius healer fell asleep on the table. On the side of the table are paper that were written but folded and discarded. Mu Chunfeng opened the door and walked in, picked up the paper ball on the table, opened it to take a look, but shook his head, and whispered: "My autumn cottage contains rare medicinal materials from all over the world, but it still doesn't match it. Do you want medicine?"
Hua Jin was awakened by Mu Chunfeng's voice, and she rubbed her eyes: "I am useless. It seems that Yaowanggu's sign is about to hit my hand."
"Why is this?" Mu Chunfeng frowned, "The emperor's infection is obviously not a serious illness!"
"Someone is poisoning." Hua Jin sighed. "Although the imperial palace is heavily guarded, there can be no poison that can see blood in the throat. But a little bit of medicine that wears off the emperor's energy is pervasive, plus the current Emperor Mingde My body is weak and I am worried about my life at any time. I saved the emperor eleven times, but this time..."
"The poisoned person needs to be killed." Mu Chunfeng frowned.
"This time the medicine, I must make it out!" Hua Jin ignored Mu Chunfeng's words, picked up the pen again, and quickly wrote on the paper.
Yong'an Palace.
Lei Wujie sighed heavily, "Desperate, another big event has passed. Then, can we be quiet for a while?"
Ye Ruoyi smiled: "Probably, this time none of them succeeded, and was hurt. It's time to rest."
Xiao Se sat at the door, looked at the sky, and said quietly: "The wind and rain in Tianqi City has really stopped."
Outside the city of Apocalypse.
The gray dress finally arrived.
He came on foot from the city on the west side close to the border, looking at the mountains and rivers and seeing the world all the way, but he didn't delay the time and came to this city at an incredible speed.
What's more, his state is still so leisurely, it doesn't seem to be on the road at all, it is like going out for a walk, and accidentally walked to Apocalypse City.
He looked so inconspicuous, wearing a gray robe, his face calm, except for the sword at his waist, it was indeed a bit longer.
He walked to the bottom of Tianqi City and raised his head.
On the plaque is written two words-apocalypse.
This is a city he is familiar with, and he has spent a long time here. He even thought that he might stay here for the rest of his life.
He sighed.
The long sword is unsheathed.
This is the first time this sword has been unsheathed.
The famous sword Jiuge, the sword matched by the Gujianxian.
He jumped up.
A wave of the long sword.
The plaque with the word "Apocalypse" was split in half instantly!