The First Cause of All Realms

[Rogue: Yang Prison]

[Ferocious, good at beheading people, extremely high in martial arts, innate divine power, and extremely high in blood exchange. The swordsmanship is superb, the archery is magical, and the light power is excellent...]

[Reward: 1,000 taels of gold, one high-quality martial arts, six-door bronze medal catcher position, some blood-changing and replenishing medicinal pills, and three blood-changing Dans]

[Danger level: five]

【You can live or die! 】

In Deyang Mansion, the soldiers and yamen worked tirelessly, and many wanted notices with a high degree of similarity were posted on the most conspicuous places on the street.

There are also a lot of catchers who announced loudly, so that the illiterate in the rivers and lakes would not be able to recognize the characters.

"My dear, why do you want Yang Yu's life, your court clearly wants my life!"

"With this reward, you dare to want Yang Daxia?! You people from Six Doors are going crazy!"

"Let's go, let's go!"

Someone started, and everyone dispersed.

Only a few six-door catchers looked at each other in dismay, but they didn't do anything. If this group was handed over to them, they had to pinch their noses and do it if they wanted to.

A catcher was still reciting the wanted order, and suddenly felt the body of his companion tremble, and his voice stuttered: "Yang, Yang, Yang..."

"What, you don't recognize the words?!"

The catcher waved his hand impatiently, turned his head inadvertently, and was shocked and shivered: "Yang, Yang, Yang..."

"Rogue Yang Prison."

Walking slowly, Yang Yu looked at the wanted notice with his own portrait with great interest, and commented:

"Tsk, this painter has some skills, and there are five or six points like..."

After working as a head arrester and Jin Yiwei for several years, Yang Prison has seen between 1,000 and 800 wanted warrants over the years, but this is the first time he sees himself being hung on it.

And this settling fee is also quite a lot, a thousand taels of gold.

"Yang, Yang, Lord Yang, the little ones are also under orders, you, you..."

Yang Prison was indifferent, but several of the catchers were sweating profusely, and the two were fighting.

Of course, they have martial arts skills, but as far as their little tricks are concerned, in front of this person, there is no difference between having them and not having them.

"It's okay."

Yang Yu would not embarrass a few arresting heads, and instructed lightly:

"I happened to meet you, so I didn't bother to run again. You guys went back to the six doors, and took all the files about the Liansheng Sect in the stronghold and sent them to the Spring Breeze Building."

"what?!"

A few of the arresting heads were stunned, looking at the man and the woman walking towards the Spring Wind Tower, all of them were a little stunned.

They have been involved in Six Doors for more than ten years, and they are well-informed by asking themselves, but the person on the wanted list asked them for information on the dossier.

They have never seen this.

but……

"Do you listen?"

Several people looked at each other in dismay, all had their heads as big as a fight, but they still turned around in tacit understanding and hurriedly returned to the six-door station. Of course, such a problem must be decided by adults.

Inside and outside the long street, there was a rush of people, and there were naturally many people who recognized Yang Prison. After all, his portraits were posted all over the city.

but……

After a slight silence, the hawking sounded again along the way, what the crowd should do, just pretend they didn't see anything, and just silently avoided the road.

More than a month ago, Yang Prison was really involved in disaster relief, and the evil deeds committed by Nie Wendong on the street behind him also spread.

As long as the warriors of all corners of the world can live to the present, naturally there are not many stupid people who avoid them when they see it from a distance. No one is willing to go forward and die.

"Brother Yang came back and scared a lot of people."

Qin Si's eyebrows are half-curved:

"Look at those spies, their legs are weak."

"That one is not afraid of me."

Yang Yu smiled and looked at the Spring Wind Tower. On the eaves, Zhao Kun's face was sinking like water.

Qin Si chuckled lightly.

The two walked to the Spring Breeze Building, Zhao Kun didn't want to come in, but Li Eryi came after hearing the news, pulling the trembling shopkeeper and ordering some food and drinks.

The shopkeeper's face turned pale as well as the fellow clerk. This man is not only a strong martial artist, but also a master who knows how to slow down...

God is pitiful, last night, they had a full night of nightmares, and when they saw Yang Yu again, their buttocks were shaking.

Before the food and wine came, Qiu Zhanyu arrived in a hurry.

When he came upstairs, before he could say anything, he bowed deeply, and his sleeves fell to the ground.

"Why should Mr. Qiu..."

Yang Prison shook his head slightly.

"Qiu is ashamed, a lot of age, but he has no courage..."

Qiu Zhanyu reached out and poured a bowl of wine, and offered it with both hands:

"In my heart, and in the hearts of all Jinyiwei, Brother Yang will always be Jinyiwei. No matter what happens in the future, Jinyiwei will never embarrass you!"

"Master Qiu is very polite."

Yang Yu took the wine bowl with both hands and drank it all at once.

"Nie Wendong's death will surely shake Long Yuandao and the imperial court, and perhaps some experts will come to make trouble..."

Qiu Zhanyu looked solemn, reached out from his arms and took out a roll of ink that was still dry:

"This is an essay written by Qiu Mou. It records Long Yuandao and the experts who may be sent by the imperial court. Brother Yang, take a look, it may be useful."

"Brother Qiu is kind to me, but this file, you should take it back."

Yang Prison did not accept this file.

This is taboo.

He asked the six doors to have information about the Liansheng Sect, and they could also refuse to say that they were intimidating, and the information did not harm the court, and they were even happy to see it succeed.

But Qiu Zhanyu took the initiative to send the list and information about the masters, which was different.

"I wrote it down, how can I take it back?"

Qiu Zhanyu smiled and cupped his hands, turned and left.

When he left, the shopkeeper brought the wine and food up, and as soon as he put it down, he left in a hurry, only to feel that his heart was full of emptiness.

This is still the eighth floor, if the ninth floor...

"Sir Qiu is a man of temperament."

Qin Si poured wine for the three, and called Zhao Kun, who was eavesdropping outside the window, but the latter shrank his head and did not come in.

The two were flying around on a white crane, but they had to run around bitterly for two days before they came back. They were full, so how could they still be in the mood to drink.

"Boy Yang, you are too reckless, what should you do now? I'm afraid your wanted order will soon spread all over Qingzhou..."

After a few glasses of wine, Li Eryi, who had recovered from his half-year life as a refugee, sighed and shook his head again and again, with great regret and pity.

He witnessed Nie Wendong's death with his own eyes, and he thought of blocking it at that time, but seeing Yang Prison's resolute attitude, he could only give up, but it was a pity in his heart.

With the strength of the wine, I couldn't help it.

"The soldiers come to block the water and cover the soil, that's all."

Yang Yu didn't care, he drank all the wine and dropped the bowl: "It's better to worry about yourself instead of worrying about me."

"I?"

Li Er was stunned for a moment, and then said: "What should I worry about?"

After training for more than a month, he has returned to normal, but he is still nervous when there are many people, and he likes to carry a short sword with him.

"Heishan City, Mulin Mansion, Deyang Mansion... You have encountered such a series of incidents one after another, but you never thought about your own bad luck?"

Yang Prison almost understood.

Half of his return to the Spring Wind Tower was to collect information on the Liansheng Sect, and the other half was to solve the troubles of Qin Si and Li Eryi.

The two of them, one had a "beautiful life", the other was more exaggerated, it was just bad luck, and he couldn't be relieved if it wasn't resolved.

"You curse me?!"

Li Er's face was as black as iron for a while, and now he is the least likely to hear others say that he is unlucky.

Because he is really unlucky...

"You still use curses?!"

The two 'talked very happily', Qin Si listened with a smile, poured wine for the two from time to time, kept silent for a long time, and occasionally said a word.

It didn't take long for footsteps to come hurriedly, and the heads of the six gates brought the file and turned away without saying a word.

"Lianshengjiao..."

Yang Prison flipped through the dossier, capturing useful information with one eye and ten lines. At the same time, he was thinking about how to change the fate of the two.

At this time, he still couldn't give other people the number of lives, but he vaguely figured out the law of this magical power, and he was sure that he could absorb the number of lives he wanted to absorb.

But he can't beat the two to half to death...

...

...

Longyuan Road, there are four states together, in addition to Qing, Bai, and Yun, there is also a Dao City, but it is not called a state.

The Longyuan Daocheng is located in the one, with the best terrain, with plains inside and ravines outside, surrounded by thousands of rivers, and fertile soil for thousands of miles.

And Daocheng is like a giant beast lying across the plain, with its mouth open on all sides, swallowing four big rivers that pass through the city, and the flow of people coming and going.

It is much more prosperous than any city in the three states.

flutter~

The two eagles traveled across the mountains and rivers one after the other, passed through the cold wind in the early morning, and landed in the Daocheng where the sky was bright and only a few smokes rose.

At this time, most people are still awake, and naturally a small number of people have not yet slept.

In the fireworks alley in the south of the city, the aroma of wine and meat is fragrant. In the alleys in the west of the city, a large number of night pilgrims have been driving dung carts, going from house to house to collect incense, and they have to send them out of the city before the light of day.

The place where the eagle fell was the backyard of a huge mansion.

call!

Suck!

Under the old tree in the courtyard, in the cold wind, a dignified middle-aged man dressed in a single coat sat cross-legged on the cold ground and breathed out against a sheathless and hiltless divine sword in front of his knees. write.

His breathing was long and strong, and every time he breathed in, he could cause the sword to vibrate crisply.

Just as the eagle flew down, the middle-aged man opened his eyes.

Stab it!

There seemed to be a thunderbolt across the sky where the night still lingered.

Boo!

Ling Ying was frightened and quickly dodged, but no matter how he dodged, he was still caught up by the sword light that rolled away like a dragon and snake. In a flash, he took the letters from the two Ling Yings.

pat!

The Divine Sword returned to its place, and the letter raft fell into the palm of his hand.

"Qingzhou Yang Prison..."

Taking a glance, the middle-aged man raised his eyebrows slightly, got up and bowed slightly towards the house:

"Sir, Nie Wendong was killed, and Ling Chi was executed."

In the first half of the sentence, there was no movement in the house, until the second half of the sentence sounded, and there was a light "huh" in the house:

"Which one is so bold?"

"It's a man named Yang Prison."

The middle-aged man replied.

"Yang Prison?"

There were lights in the house, and there seemed to be surprise:

"Nie Wendong is a cunning and cunning man, but it's interesting that he would fall into the hands of such a small character..."

While the people in the room were talking to themselves, the middle-aged man opened the second letter, just glanced at it, and his expression was tight:

"Yes, about Miss..."

Squeak!

The door was pushed open~www.wuxiaspot.com~ A middle-aged man with only a shirt walked out of the room.

This middle-aged man is very well cared for, but unfortunately, he seems to lack exercise all the year round, he is extremely fat, and can even be called bloated.

"The eldest lady chased and killed Yu Lingxian, and suddenly disappeared somewhere, and all of us were lost. It is suspected that she was ambushed by the master of Liansheng's teaching..."

"Tsk, still so careless."

The rich prince sighed:

"My niece is really disobedient, she doesn't want to embroider, she insists on carrying a knife and a cane..."

"Are you going to tell the princess about this?"

middle-aged man asked.

"Why bother the mother and concubine's good dreams with such trivial matters?"

Fujitsu patted his belly and said:

"Canghai, take someone for a walk, and do the two things at the same time."

"Um?"

Cang Hai's eyelids jumped and he cut his throat: "You mean..."

"Stop!"

The wealthy prince frowned suddenly and sighed: "You people, you will beat and kill when you open your mouth and shut your mouth..."

"This time is different from the past. The eldest lady has realized the invincible Tiangang. Those old and stubborn old men in the army are afraid that they will become more and more dissatisfied with you..."

Cang Hai lightly pressed the long sword and said solemnly:

"If you can't bear it, Canghai will do it for you."

"My family is not prosperous. The third child has no roots, and I have nothing to do. Only the eldest left a son and a daughter. Why do you always think that this prince wants to murder your nephew?"

The prince sighed, turned around, and slowly returned to his room:

"Bring my niece back safely, one hair less, I cut your head! As for who Yang Prison is, it's up to you."