Although it shows that the day is the National Day celebration, the night before this is already very lively.

A festive atmosphere enveloped the entire Imperial City.

However, some high-level officials who knew the insider knew that under this festive atmosphere, undercurrents were surging!

When Lin Hao arrived at the main south gate of the Imperial City, he saw the city's defense guard here, which was obviously more severe than before.

They were almost fully armed and full of murderous air.

Perhaps the celebration is approaching, and the flow of people from all over the world is increasing unabated.

Even if it was night, there was still a long line of traffic at the gate of the city, waiting for the security check of the city defense soldiers.

Lin Hao dressed as Jing Ke, mixed in the crowd, preparing to enter the city.

"Hey, have you heard that the frontier army under the control of General Qin has mobilized 100,000 horses and stationed beside the canal on the outskirts of the city."

"Yeah, I also heard the news. In previous celebrations, the town frontier army didn't make such a big fight. Could something big happen?"

"Don't make a fuss. It is estimated that General Qin was sent to assist the city defense army and guard the order of the imperial capital."

"That's also true. Since General Qin guarded the border, the original turbulent war situation has quickly subsided. Now, taking advantage of the celebration, I have spared no effort to mobilize some people to come back to help."

In the crowd, when talking about the Zhenbian Army and Qin Xiong, everyone showed admiration and talked freely.

Lin Hao was slightly surprised as he listened to the discussion around him.

It seems that Qin Yu's father is also quite capable, directly mobilizing 100,000 troops from the border, intending to use this to deter the rebels in the city who want to be unruly.

Moreover, the troops on the border, fighting all the year round, are stronger and more fierce than the city defense troops that live deep in the imperial capital, regardless of their combat power or morale!

With such a powerful army opposing the formation, Lin Hao felt that there shouldn't be any major events in tomorrow's celebration.

Of course, this is not absolute.

For those rebel forces, if they were planning a coup, they would naturally think of the frontier army. In their strategy, there must be some unexpected means to intercept them.

After thinking about it, Lin Hao already followed the flow of people and walked to the gate of the city.

"stop!"

Because of Lin Hao's mysterious dress, he immediately attracted the attention of the city defense soldiers in charge of security checks.

There was a deep cry, and several city defense soldiers walked quickly, full of momentum.

The head of the security team was a middle-aged man with a fortified face and a murderous look in his eyes. He was obviously a cruel man who had crawled on the battlefield.

"Where are you from? What's your name?!"

He put his palm on the hilt of the sword around his waist, staring at Lin Hao warily, and interrogated.

"A member of the Great Yan Dynasty, Jing Ke."

Lin Hao's voice was low and replied faintly.

Jing Ke?

The security team leader frowned slightly, looked at Lin Hao, who was dressed in a strange way, and shouted: "Take off the mask on your face!"

"unnecessary."

Lin Hao said indifferently, "My face has been burned by fire. If I take it off, I'm afraid it will scare you."

"Oh? Then I want to see how scary it is."

Hearing this, the security team leader felt that the person in front of him was more suspicious, and immediately shouted: "This person is unknown, search his body, and take off the mask!"

"Yes."

The two sentries approached immediately.

Lin Hao's eyes darkened slightly, and a burst of invisible Mental Energy suddenly filled out.

"Mental Energy! Is he a mage?!"

Feeling the majestic Mental Energy aura on Lin Hao's body, the two sentries were stunned and did not dare to go forward and search.

Like them, guarding the city gates, the strength is only the level of a third-level fourth-level fighter. In the face of a high-level Practitioner, how can they be able to do the other side.

At this moment, Lin Hao clearly sensed the wall of the city, and instantly there were dozens of powerful auras that had locked himself in.

Those martial arts powerhouses who were not inferior to him with aura and strength.

Although Lin Hao wasn't afraid in his heart, he didn't want to cause disputes because of this little matter.

"This is my identity certificate, I hope you can understand it."

Lin Hao said indifferently, and directly took out a black token that Zi Ye had given him from the storage ring.

This state of affairs can only reveal the identity of Ming Pavilion.

"That's it?"

"What the hell?"

The two sentries were startled slightly and looked suspiciously.

But I saw that black token, like jade, was obviously cast from an extremely rare black jade stone.

Some strange patterns are engraved on its surface, with the word'Ming' engraved in the middle.

"This is Ming..."

Upon seeing this, the security team leader's pupils tightened, but the word ‘Ge’ behind him swallowed hurriedly.

He looked at the crowd around him, where he dared to expose Lin Hao's identity as the Ming Pavilion.

This kind of assassin used by the King Yan, the position of the small security team leader, is not known how many times more senior.

As for strength, he can kill him every minute!

"My lord, for our offense just now, please come in."

At the moment, the security team leader nodded and bowed in a very respectful manner.

And when Lin Hao's identity token was discovered, the dozens of powerful auras on the city wall disappeared in an instant.

No matter who it is, the assassin has always been an object of dread.

After entering the city, Lin Hao went straight to the Jinhai Pavilion restaurant in the west of the city.

There, it is the gathering place of the Ming Pavilion organization.

Tonight, all the members of the Ming Pavilion scattered in various places will gather together.

This time when he entered the city, Lin Hao really saw what it meant to be lively.

Although it was late at night, the several bustling streets were brightly lit and crowded with people.

The shops that were originally closed at this point in time have all opened their doors to do business.

After all, this is a grand celebration of the Great Yan Dynasty once every ten years.

Not only the imperial city guards, and the military parade of the imperial forest army, but also a very grand magic show.

Under this circumstance, it undoubtedly attracted a large number of people into the Emperor Yancheng.

For a time, the already prosperous Imperial City became even more overcrowded.

All the hotels in the city are almost full.

Especially for those hotels near the central square of the Palace, the price has soared by several times due to geographical relations.

However, even so, in the case of such high customer prices, guest rooms are still in short supply.

On the street, Lin Hao shuttled in a dense crowd of people.

With the unfolding of the Movement Technique of the artistic conception of wind, his footsteps are light, like a wave of wind, fast and slow.

The people around could not touch him at all.

Soon, Lin Hao arrived at the destination of this trip, Jinhai Pavilion.

At this moment, I saw a piece of red paper hanging outside the shop of Jinhai Pavilion.

It says ‘close shop and close business’ in the font.

Obviously, in order not to be disturbed by outsiders, as the gathering point of the Ming Pavilion organization, it is naturally closed for the time being.

Lin Hao walked to the front of the shop and tapped twice.

"Who?"

Soon, an indifferent man's voice came from inside the house.

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