A golden light pierced through the sky, swaying the scorching airflow and submerging into Fengdu City.

Then, there was an uproar!

In the backyard of the Jinyiwei Commanding Mansion, the air was soaring into the sky, roaring like a wolf, and it could be heard for dozens of miles around.

Many Jin Yiwei knelt outside the backyard, looking at the Coiled Dragon boots pacing out of the broken house, all of them trembling with fear.

Before the crowd, Yang Xuan couldn't help but look up.

Coiled dragon boots on red python suits, high crown bo belt, no need for a face full of gloom, without a word, there is a contemptuous domineering aura that enveloped the four fields, making people dare not let the air out.

This person is the first-class official of the dynasty, and Yang Lin, the commander of Jinyiwei who has to seal Wuhou.

"People say that raising tigers is a danger, but I never thought that this seat actually raised an evil dragon!"

Yang Lin stood with his hands behind his back, his crimson python robe moved without wind, and his voice was extremely cold:

"Ridiculous, ridiculous, ridiculous!"

He said it was ridiculous, but there was no smile in his words.

There seemed to be a cold current in the courtyard, causing the masters of Jinyiwei to fall into an ice cave, and fine cold sweat appeared on their foreheads.

It was his direct disciple Yang Xuan, who couldn't help holding his breath at this time, and didn't dare to let out the air.

"Yang Xuan."

After a while, Yang Lin spoke lightly.

"The disciple is here."

Yang Xuan bent his knees and took a few steps forward, and fell to the ground.

"Case the Grand Master's Mansion, the Six Gates, the East and West factories, and the Qin Tianjian..."

Yang Lin's face showed a bright red after being severely humiliated:

"If you say it on the raft, convey it truthfully!"

"Yes!"

Yang Xuan slowly got up and turned to leave.

"You guys should go to Shenji Camp, Tiangong Institute, Shenbing Hall to mobilize manpower, armor!"

Yang Lin glanced at the subordinates in front of him, and ordered:

"Want the best!"

"Yes!"

The masters of Jinyiwei were in shock and doubts, but they did not dare to ask more and hurriedly withdrew.

In the quiet courtyard, Yang Lin looked at the sky with a hint of icy chill on his face:

"How many years have you not seen such an arrogant person, who do you think you are?"

........

Fengdu City occupies a huge area, with Wangcheng as the center, and wide streets spread to extremely far places.

Qin Tianjian.

It is located three miles outside the imperial city, next to the East Factory.

Compared with the style of the East Factory, Qin Tianjian looked a little pitiful.

Gui Xiaoer lazily leaned against the stone lion outside the gate of Qintian Prison to bask in the sun, with a lazy expression, as if he was asleep.

On his face, a weed mark could be faintly seen that had not disappeared for a long time.

It seems that he has been beaten severely, and the person who started it is extremely martial, so that it cannot be repaired for a long time.

"Huh? Horse racing on the street?"

At a certain moment, Gui Xiaoer frowned and looked up.

At the end of the long street, a large jujube red horse came from the wide street. The man on it was wearing a flying fish suit and an embroidered spring knife. It was actually a man from Jinyiwei.

"Mr. Gui, please pass it on, this is a letter from my commander!"

More than ten feet away, the man jumped up from the horse and stood in front of the gate just after the voice fell.

"Letter from the commander-in-chief?"

Gui Xiaoer's heart suddenly burst, and he stood up:

"what's going on?"

"I don't know what's going on yet, please ask Mr. Gui to pass on Mr. Han."

The Jin Yiwei smiled bitterly.

"Hold on!"

Gui Xiaoer frowned slightly and stepped into the door.

Just as he saw Huang Fu, who had the same whip marks, he walked slowly towards the door.

"There is someone from Jinyiwei outside, saying that it is a letter from the commander Yang Lin, and it is to be sent to the supervisor."

Huang Fu touched the whip marks on his face, and grinned for a while:

"The teacher went out to the palace before, let that person go."

Huang Fu stopped, but did not want to go out.

Gui Xiaoer turned around and went out.

But after a while, the Jin Yiwei actually ran in.

"not good!"

Huang Fu's scalp went numb, he shouted, turned around and ran:

"Go back and tell your lord that no one in Qin Tianjian is at home. My teacher and I both went to the palace to face the saint!"

"Master Huang! Master Huang! You must at least receive letters!"

Huang Fu's speed was extremely fast, and disappeared in a blink of an eye, causing Jin Yiwei to look straight and stomp his feet.

"I said no one, you don't believe me, what can I do?"

At this time, Gui Xiaoer walked in slowly, with an expression that was expected.

"This, this too..."

That Jin Yiwei's expression changed several times, and he knew Huang Fu was a man for a long time, but he still couldn't bear it.

He stood there for a long time, then gritted his teeth, threw down the letter, raised his body, and ran over the wall.

As he ran, he shouted:

"Since Mr. Huang has received the letter, then this subordinate will report back to the commander-in-chief!"

Gui Xiaoer was speechless, leaned over and picked up the letter raft.

"Gui Xiaoer, who asked you to pick it up?"

Huang Fu, who came out of nowhere, shouted angrily: "You dare to touch the deadly thing?"

Huang Fu's scalp was numb.

Han Chang Palace did not just leave the customs, but had already left the customs as early as yesterday. I don't know what was predicted, and went straight into the palace without even a single order.

Although Huang Fu couldn't see anything, his natural spiritual sense told him that this must be a big trouble.

"Otherwise, what can we do? This letter raft was picked up by others and spread out, and the person who was hung up and beaten didn't want to add me?"

Gui Xiaoer touched the whip marks on his face, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

It hurts so much when the powerful Divine Vein whips the whip. With his endurance, he almost shed urine and feces. The injury has not healed yet, and he can't take another beating.

On the contrary, when Huang Fu received the letter, it had nothing to do with him.

"Okay, you return to the second!"

Huang Fu angrily grabbed the letter raft and tore it open.

Seeing this, he was stunned.

Gui Xiaoer didn't want to ask, but seeing Huang Fu's sluggish expression as if he had seen a ghost, he couldn't help but be curious:

"What's wrong?"

"Is this old Taoist crazy?"

Huang Fu came back to his senses, his body trembled, and a coolness spread from his heart to his whole body:

"This is provocation to the court..."

Gui Xiaoer glanced at Xinfa, and froze for a moment: "Why, how could it be? The court's wanted order has been revoked. Daoist, why did Daoist do this?"

Gui Xiaoer was also a little stunned.

These days, the two of them have also been paying attention to the news of An Qisheng. From his rise to fame in front of the chivalrous door, to the beheading of the Red Sun Dharma King, they all know very well.

After killing so many court masters, the court can revoke the wanted order, which seems to them to be extremely incredible.

If it was someone else who didn't say thanks to Dade, at least he wouldn't have any bad relations with the court.

This one is so good, he actually provokes the court directly!

"Trouble, trouble..."

Huang Fu paced back and forth, his face very ugly.

At the end, just stomp directly:

"Little Er, hurry up, find the Taoist priest, persuade him to change his mind, don't come to Fengdu......"

as a high-ranking official.

Huang Fu was very aware of the power of the Dafeng court, which ruled over a billion people.

Except for the few great masters of the divine veins, the imperial court, such as the Shenbingtang, Shenjiying, and Tiangongyuan, all possessed the means to make the divine veins jealous.

Against the Dafeng court, it will not be better than against the three demons at the same time.

Compared with the martial arts with scattered sand, the court that integrates all the forces is truly invincible!

Even Huangjue Temple, Wanjian Mountain Villa, Extreme Shenzong, Baiyue Mountain Villa and other major sects with divine vein masters have to bow their heads, how can it be so simple and provocative?

"Yes!"

Gui Xiao Eryi gritted his teeth and turned to leave.

"Now, it's troublesome..."

Huang Fu muttered to himself.

"Master Huang actually has a time to worry about others? I thought you would worry about your own safety! It's rare, it's rare!"

Huang Fu's body froze as the erratic soft voice drifted.

He seemed to have been tapped on the acupoint, his face was stiff, and he didn't even turn his eyes.

"Old, old, teacher..."

Huang Fu turned back stiffly.

I saw a middle-aged man in black under the eaves behind him watching him quietly.

The middle-aged man had a strange appearance and a beautiful appearance. He stopped at random, but he seemed to be in harmony with the entire courtyard and Feng Shui, and he was indescribably free and easy.

But it was his teacher, Han Changgong, the head of the Qin Tian prison.

"I don't want a slight influence to have such an effect, but I don't know what method An Qisheng used."

Han Changgong stood with his hands behind his back, looking at his disciple thoughtfully.

With his divine sense, when Huang Fu returned, he naturally noticed the change in him and knew that he had been manipulated.

It's just that although he was manipulated, he could faintly perceive that the biggest death calamity faced by his disciple in the future had disappeared.

He wasn't sure whether it was good or bad, so he didn't just pull out the hands and feet.

But he didn't think that the seemingly slight change would actually allow his disciple to report to others without telling him.

That old Taoist actually has such a means...

After thinking about it, he said softly:

"You know what's wrong?"

"teacher."

Huang Fu fell to his knees with a 'puff' and lowered his head:

"Disciple knows what's wrong."

Han Changgong asked again, "What's wrong?"

Huang Fu didn't dare to look up: "The disciple's mistake is that he shouldn't have tipped off the enemies of the imperial court."

"What's wrong with this? If this tip-off can make that person return, wouldn't it be a great achievement?"

Unexpectedly, Han Changgong just shook his head:

"I'm just a little disappointed as a teacher."

He sighed lightly and looked at his disciple's eyes with a bit of sternness:

"You've been learning the Qi technique with your teacher for so many years, but you can't see that this person's trip is unstoppable? You can't do it, so why do it?"

"teacher......"

Huang Fu trembled, but slowly raised his head.

He has always been slick, and he is rarely very solemn.

He looked at his teacher, gritted his teeth and spit out horrific remarks:

"Then why did the master insist on going his own way, knowing that the demise of the imperial court was irreversible?"

The court is destroyed!

If anyone hears these four words, it is an unforgivable death penalty!

Such words should never have been spit out of Huang Fu's mouth.

But at this moment, it was unexpectedly said by him.

As soon as he said it, the pressure that had accumulated in Huang Fu's heart for a long time disappeared, and the whole person became very magnanimous.

Han Changgong was not angry, but looked at his disciple with a hint of surprise:

"My teacher underestimates you, let's talk about it, how did you see it?"

"The disciple does not directly calculate the national fortune like the teacher, the means of military force, and even the nobles who have added the national fortune to the country are not good at all..."

Huang Fu's eyes were clear, and there was no trace of the oiliness he had before:

"But the fortunes of the country were originally made up of those little people who had risen to the top. The disciples were not talented. In the past 20 years, it seems that I have walked the streets and alleys every day, looking for flowers and willows, but I also saw the appearance of all beings!"

"Second brother Liu in the front street is the one who has longevity, but he will die unexpectedly. In the back street, Li Jiatian, the fat boy is not the most respected, but the prince's life..."

Huang Fu was a little hesitant at first~lightnovelpub.net~ Later, the more he talked, the smoother he became, and he listed them one by one.

For example, there are as many as 100 people!

Han Changgong was silent at first, but after hearing it, a look of surprise appeared on his face, and finally it turned silent again.

"From this, the disciple calculates that the Dafeng Kingdom is not too long! With the appearance of rising and fighting the common people, the fate of a country can be broken, and the trend of the general trend can be seen with the end of the subtle, and people can be regarded as heaven!"

Huang Fu slowly exhaled a long breath:

"This is the experience that the disciple has gathered from the Wan Luck Wang Qi technique and the years of looking at it. It has not yet become a system!"

After a moment of silence, Han Changgong faced up to his disobedient disciple:

"Is this Wang Qi technique famous?"

"Or it could be called..."

Huang Fu replied:

"Heaven's Breath Technique"