The First Cause of All Realms

Whoosh!

As the air swirls, Yang Prison walks on foot. As his body rises and falls, the scenery on both sides quickly retreats, as fast as a dragon and horse.

Naturally, Jiagou Village's two-day repairs could not make him recover, but he could no longer hold back the tumbling emotions in his heart.

I want to find the traces of other Jinyiwei, but...

"Qi Tou's Zhen Gang is more mature and skilled than me, and there is also the half-diamond talisman I snatched from the Miao Miao real person. He will never encounter an accident..."

In the cold wind, Yang Yu's heart was even colder.

Having personally experienced that big explosion, he became more and more clear in his heart that everyone else who did not condense into a real astral would not be able to survive.

At that time, before and after Diyuan, apart from himself, only Qi Gang was most likely to escape from birth. Besides, Qin Jinfeng, who was severely injured, might not be able to escape the landslide disaster.

"Baili locks the soul!"

Yang Yu tapped between his brows with his fingers, used his eyes to urge him to pass through the seclusion, and guided by Qi Gang's breath, he searched Baili.

no, no, no...

One day, two days...

Thousands of miles, two thousand miles...

Yang Yu dragged his wounded body, climbed over the mountains, searched for water veins and dark rivers, but found nothing, and his heart became colder and colder.

Not only Qi Gang, Qin Jinfeng, Qian Jinge, but also the breath of Jinyiwei and Long Yuanwei who entered the valley, he tried one by one, but apart from a few corpses, he found nothing at all.

Finally, in the distance, he saw Saru Minggu.

The Ruin-like Yuanming Valley is almost a swamp country. Large tracts of boulders have been dug up and piled up in various directions. The air is faintly filled with the stench of burnt and corpses.

However, other than that, there was no trace of anyone.

I can only see the tombstones in the wilderness not far away...

Zhao Qingyi, Nan Er, Xu Jing, Yuan Ming...

Pieces of icy tombstones, simple epitaphs, Jinyiwei, Longyuanwei, and towering mounds in the distance, without even names, I think they are those ghouls and chaotic warriors.

"All dead?"

Yang prison approached slowly, only to feel that his breathing was a little stagnant, and the wound became more and more painful. He looked at the tombstones one by one, and his memory was very good. Through a name, he could recall the appearance of everyone.

"Old money..."

Yang Prison paused, this was the man who was walking with him, and beckoning him to kill the ghoul to behead the man.

Walking through Rulin's tombstone, I didn't find Qi Gang's tombstone.

Yang Yu couldn't be happy, he turned his head silently, the mountain was still there, but Yuanming Valley had disappeared, and there was only a lake that was a few meters deep in its place.

The wind is blowing, the water is sparkling, clear and clean.

The messy footprints and large boulders on the wilderness told him that hundreds or even thousands of people had excavated, dug, and rescued here...

The smoke of gunpowder after the incineration has not all dissipated, and the ashes seem to still have residual temperature. Perhaps, they have not gone far?

"Nie Wendong."

When he said the name again, Yang Yu stretched out his hand, and a long bow was already in his palm.

He bent his bow, took an arrow, looked up to the sky, and in the sea of ​​​​clouds, a white crane could be seen hovering over the mountains and forests, gradually receding.

collapse!

...

...

In front of the huge picture of all living beings in Deyang Mansion, Nie Wendong stood with a faint smile, as if it was not Xu Wenji who came to arrest him, but a classmate and friend who came to discuss his painting skills with him.

There was no arrogance at all, instead there was a kind of calm and indifferent.

"Shameless!"

Qiu Zhanyu's face was ashen, and the handle of the knife he was holding made a 'click' sound. He couldn't wait to hack the old dog with his hands.

But he couldn't make a move, a powerful breath had already locked him, it was the old monk.

"The painting is good, but not good enough."

Xu Wenji looked indifferent, he seemed to be scrutinizing the picture scroll, and he seemed to be looking at Nie Wendong, and said lightly:

"Unfortunately, from the beginning to the end, the old man only saw two words."

"Oh?"

Nie Wendong's eyelids trembled: "Brother Wen Ji please give me some pointers."

"You live up to the name of the genius of the year. This painting can be called a high-quality painting, but the old man sees it, but there is only the word 'hypocrisy'."

Xu Wenji did not hide his emotions at all, and his tone was not merciless.

"Hahaha!"

Nie Wendong rubbed his palms and smiled. Although no one responded, he still laughed for a while before he said:

"Speaking of hypocrisy, which of the courtiers in the world, all the dukes, is not hypocritical? Qin Feibai? Wu Yunlong? Shan Qiu? Li Ji?"

"Or yourself?"

The smile disappeared, replaced by indifference.

"The court is like a battlefield. Tens of thousands of people are fighting to cross, and they have to fight for a lifetime of wealth and honor to enter this game. How can there be kindness, goodness, straightness, purity, and whiteness?"

The voice echoed, and the whole place was silent.

Qiu Zhanyu looked at each other coldly, killing intent overflowing, Yuanjue clasped his hands together and recited the Buddha's name lightly, Yang Xuanying played with a folding fan, smiling unabated.

"Are you finished talking nonsense?"

Xu Wenji was unmoved, and when the voice fell, he said:

"Just grab it."

"Anyone caught?"

Nie Wendong raised his eyebrows and sneered:

"Master Xu, the official of the state, the important minister of the court, and the official of the territory, even if there is an error to be dealt with, it must be reported to the court, and it will be adjudicated by the six departments and three divisions, and then reported to Your Majesty.

"good."

Yang Xuanying nodded in agreement:

"The old man's status is precious, but it is related to the important officials of the court. Even you, you can't just arrest you, right?"

"Wang Muzhi is really promising, and the dog he raises dares to bark at the old man!"

Xu Wenji glanced coldly.

Yang Xuanying's face suddenly turned ashen:

"Boss, your words are too hurtful."

"Don't say it's you, Wang Muzhi is here, and he doesn't dare to talk to this old man like this!"

Xu Wenji snorted coldly, and when he raised his hand, Qiu Zhanyu threw the entire file in his arms:

"This official has the evidence in hand, take you down, and then report back, it's not too late."

"Occupying fields, forcing good people to become prostitutes, buying murderers to kill, selling officials to kill officials, indulging in epidemics, collaborating with Lianshengjiao, refining blood pills..."

Nie Wendong took the file, glanced at random, and started talking to himself. In the end, he couldn't help but sigh:

"It seems that Nie has really offended you and fabricated these accusations of Luo Zhi at will. It's shocking. If this is true, Nie should have committed suicide on the spot to apologize..."

Looking at this file, he was slightly startled, but he was not confused.

Given his status and background, even if it is true on this file, the court will send someone to verify it, not to mention, he has already erased the beginning and end.

"The old man knows you, and you should know the old man. If there is no solid evidence, how can I come to the door?"

Xu Wenji also sighed when he heard the words:

"It seems that you really don't want to be decent..."

"Decent..."

Nie Wendong narrowed his eyes:

"Why not?"

Xu Wenji's expression did not change, his palms spread out, and the nine gold beads glowed slightly:

"That old man, I'll make you decent!"

call!

A faint golden light set off a weak airflow.

Yuanjue and Yang Xuanying looked at each other, and they distanced themselves, and their expressions became solemn:

"Xu Jing's sprinkling beans into a soldier, you still have nine..."

Yang Xuanying flashed fear in her heart.

Xu Wenji has no supernatural powers, and the fact that he once gave up the Dao Fruit instead of taking it was once talked about by countless people.

Since he came to Qingzhou, he naturally had an investigation into this old man.

He used to be a successful person in blood exchange, but unfortunately, he was injured too much when he was young, and he fell into the realm when he was old.

In the intelligence, the most powerful means he possesses is the gift of the current Minister of the Ministry of War 'Xu Jing'.

This is a magical power with a huge disparity in strength. In the hands of the Minister of War 'Xu Jing', it is far less powerful than in the hands of Xu Wenji.

Not for other reasons, just because the latter fought side by side with Henry Zhang, the king of Zhao of the Western Palace, in Liuji Mountain...

For this reason, he also came here with restraint, just in case he fought against this old man, but who would have thought that he actually had as many as nine?

For a time, the dog blood that 'Xu Jing' scolded was sprayed in my heart.

"I heard that there are only thirty-six golden beans in this magical power of throwing beans into soldiers, and only one can be born. Xu Jing is really willing to..."

Nie Wendong's face also twitched.

As far as he knew, Xu Wenji gave Yang Yu one and Qiu Zhanyu one of these golden beans, and there were still nine...

This was far beyond his expectations.

"fake!"

Nie Wendong's eyes sank:

"Xu Jing's golden beans, His Majesty has three, one is from the prince, one is from King Qi, one is from King Anhai, and his own son and daughter..."

"Even if you and him are both teachers and friends, he will never give you so much!"

"Huh~"

Xu Wenji was no longer in Yang prison, and his palms tilted, as if he was about to scatter golden beans.

"etc!"

Seeing Xu Wenji's palm move, Nie Wendong's expression was ugly:

"Even if I capture it without my hands? With this piece of evidence in your hands, you can't kill me, but from now on, you and my Nie family will have a deadly vengeance!"

Xu Wenji was unmoved and looked at him coldly:

"so what?"

"You should know who is behind me. Even if the court is held accountable, I will only be silent for a few years before I can be activated again, and I may not be the head of a state again..."

Nie Wendong clenched his fingers tightly, his knuckles turned white, but he endured it.

The son of the daughter can't sit down, even if he has advanced in martial arts, he never wants to touch that King Zhao of the West Palace, even if it is a phantom.

Hearing this, Xu Wenji's eyes moved:

"It's up to people, how do you know that the old man can't kill you?"

"Is there really no turning back?"

Aware of Xu Wenji's seemingly indifferent, but in fact unmovable will, Nie Wendong's face became extremely ugly, and his voice became cold:

"You have no children, but you have a granddaughter..."

As he spoke, Nie Wendong's voice came to an abrupt end, and at the moment when he saw the golden light flourishing, he folded his hands, decisively without the slightest slack:

"Nie, admit it!"

Snapped!

Xu Wenji grabbed Jin Zhu with his fingers, slapped it with his backhand, and knocked it to the ground.

Qiu Zhanyu reacted so quickly, he stepped forward quickly, and drew his long knife out of its sheath. Under Yuan Jue and Yang Xuanying's silent but silent gazes, he placed it on his neck~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and quickly cut off his qi, blood, and internal organs. Information runs the meridian.

"Amitabha."

Yuanjue put his hands together, and Yang Xuanying also covered his face with a fan. They couldn't interfere with Nie Wendong's own choice, and of course, they didn't dare to shoot at the old man.

"Admit it, admit it."

Nie Wendong wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth and got up laughing.

He pushed Qiu Zhanyu away casually, and saw the steel knife whose eyes were red with anger.

"I have no right to be punished by a scholar-officer, but with you, what qualifications do I have to behead Nie?"

"Nie Wendong!"

Qiu Zhanyu's blue veins burst out, and his steel teeth clenched tightly.

"You probably thought that with the power behind you, you could escape safely, wait for the court to activate for a few years, and then go to another place to make a fortune..."

Xu Wenji glanced at Yang Xuanying, his eyes fell on Nie Wendong, cold and ruthless:

"Even if I give up this official and don't do it, I will kill you as an example!"

"Yes?"

He was banned from his inner breath and blood, and he was even reduced to a prisoner, but Nie Wendong became more and more calm.

He did not refute, but faced the steel knife in front of him, straightened his clothes, and stepped out of the hall:

"Then see, with a great head, who can cut it..."

Boo!

The voice came to an abrupt end, and a crane roar resounded throughout the entire Deyang Mansion City, the sound waves echoed harshly, and the whole city moved.

Boom!

Countless people looked up to the sky, and saw the air tsunami, the sound waves rumbling, and a figure swooped down, red-clothed hunting, people like flying dragons:

"Qingzhou Yang Prison, behead your dog!!"