The Sword Dynasty

"It’s the Changling period, and it looks like a routine inspection.”

"If it's just a routine inspection, this carriage belongs to the Aries Cave, plus the relationship that carries me, it should be easy to pass."

"As long as you are not related to the nobles in the army, even if I find that I am not in your carriage, I will know that I am in this carriage. After all, I am not a prisoner to arrest."

"But if it is someone who is related to the nobles in the army, maybe you will try to kill you directly."

"Then I can only try to get rid of the horse as much as possible."

Ding Ning and Wang Taixu talked softly.

Although it seems that it is only a routine assistance check of the defenders in Changling, this time, the investigation should be related to the assassination of last night.

......

More than a dozen bronze warriors flashing the cold light, standing still a sergeant wearing the scales.

Just like the rest of the sergeants, a black, non-sheathed iron sword hung around his waist.

This iron sword is a delicate rune with flowers, and the faint fluorescence on his face reveals his identity as a practitioner different from ordinary sergeants.

He seems to be paying attention to the pedestrians and vehicles around him, but in reality he has always passed the road in the distance.

Just as the carriage of Ding Ning appeared in his field of vision, his eyes lit up slightly.

When the carriage is getting closer and closer, watching the car marks and the bumps left by the carriage wheel on the ground, the flame of his eyes is getting brighter and brighter, just like a strange smoldering fire begins to burn. .

Looking at the carriage that had gradually slowed down, he summoned two sergeants beside him and confessed a few words.

More than a dozen horse-drawn carriages in front were driven away to the sides of the road, giving the carriage of the White Sheep Cave a spacious passage.

The middle-aged man who was driving was somewhat surprised. He thought that these sergeants saw the small white sheep mark on the carriage, so this is a special case.

However, what he never thought of was that he raised the whip, and the slowly slowing carriage had not accelerated. The dozens of sergeants wearing scales had temporarily stopped checking the remaining carriages and pedestrians, and quickly surrounded them. Come up.

"It’s hard to read, and it seems very likely to be here today."

Looking at the movements of these sergeants through the gap of the curtain, Wang Taixu sighed softly and said to Ding Ning in a sincere manner: "If I want to take the shot, you should not follow it."

"As long as these people show signs of killing you in desperation in broad daylight, I won't stand with you." Ding Ning nodded and said very sincerely: "I may not give you a corpse, but I will find a way to avenge you."

Wang Taixu laughed. He resisted coughing and smiled very hard.

......

"What are you doing?"

The middle-aged man who drove the car looked at the military cultivator who was coming on the road and angered: "This is the carriage of the White Sheep Cave."

The military practitioners with black iron swords on the waist are expressionless, and they are still moving slowly. They are cold: "The carriages of the White Sheep Cave are also subject to inspection."

"That may not be." This week is not a special number of ceremonies, but the very simple driver sneered a sneak out of the sleeve and took out a document with a bright red mark. "This is a document issued by God Supervisor. Accidents, all the way."

Ding Ning and Wang Taixu in the carriage suddenly caught.

Neither of them thought that there would be such a change.

In each division of Daqin, there will be more special instruments, which will be used in emergency situations to coordinate the various divisions. The driver who took out this time was a special passage for the superintendent of God.

Because the gods are escorting some prisoners on a weekday, or escorting some witnesses' evidence, they need to rob the time, so there is a special passage that can not accept checkpoints along the way.

In view of the performance of this driver, he decided that he would not have thought of asking God to supervise the opening of such an instrument. It should be that after the gods were arrested last night, they did not want Ding Ning to have another accident. The officials took special care.

However, in the face of such changes, the military practitioner who is wearing a black iron sword is still cold and indifferent. "This instrument is invalid."

"Why not?"

The driver opened his mouth incredulously, but he still had no sound, and a cold voice had already sounded on the side of the road.

A bald man who looked just like a normal trader looked up slightly at the mid-level savvy who was half a head taller than him. On the face, he was colder than the sect of the army.

After making that voice, his right hand stretched out from the waist side and hung a black jade card in his hand.

The breath on this jade card is also very cold. The word "God is supervised" above reveals the identity of this bald man who disguised as a general trader.

The gods are undoubtedly one of the most feared places in Changling, so when this jade card is exposed to the morning sun, even the unrelated passers-by around are all in the cold.

However, in the face of this God-supervised plainclothes officer's wolf-like threatening gaze, the face of this military sergeant with a black iron sword still has no change, he just said indifferently: "Because I am broken Zhiqiu, the sergeant of the gate, and the 100-members."

The official of the priestly plainclothes was suddenly stagnation, and his face became extremely difficult to look at.

The Daqin dynasty military ranks are divided into 20 grades. On the eighth grade, they have enjoyed many privileges and enjoyed the taxation of 100 households. This is already the reward that the ninth-level lord can enjoy, and the other party is a complex Changling defense. The Sergeant of the Gates has sufficient rights to be free from the constraints of the superintendent of God.

"The people inside are coming out."

The name of the priest named Zhizhiqiu did not look at this official of the gods, and the indifferent eyes fell on the carriage.

If there is a breath of utterance, then at this moment, it will come out of his body.

Feeling this breath, the face of Wang Taixu in the carriage suddenly became very pale.

Ding Ning’s heart also sinks.

His perception is even stronger than Wang Taixu.

Moreover, knowing that autumn is deliberately revealing such a true atmosphere, he can be sure that this priest is a military strongman who has already reached the fifth position!

In this case, Wang Wang is too weak, and there are many sergeants watching him. If he fights, he will never escape under the hands of such a military master.

......

"I would like to see if anyone can let me out of the White Sheep Cave."

As the celebrity ruled out that the autumn was light, even the chariots parked on the side of the road were dragged slowly, and no one could stop him from letting Ding Ning and Wang Taixu appear in the morning sun. However, at this moment, there was a plain and old voice on the road behind him.

Everyone in the field couldn't help but turn around and saw that there was an old man who had to be white.

This old man is like white jade, but his lips are Zhu Hong. The white robes on his body are set with yellow edges, and a white jade sword like a decoration is worn around his waist. It looks like a fairy wind, but it may be because of Too urgent, some asthma.

When the old man uttered his voice, Ding Ning’s eyes lit up in the compartment. He opened the curtain and saw the old man, but he whispered softly. On the contrary, it is still older than Du Qingjiao...so old, not only old, but even anger, but not okay?"

Wang Taixu’s brow was still deeply locked. He also saw the old man from the crack and saw the white jade sword. He also guessed who the person was.

He was shocked but still nervous.

Because the old man is far away from the carriage they are in, the old man must not only do it, but also be fast enough.

The eyes of the broken autumn were slightly smashed.

"Don't think about rushing to shoot before I shot, you are too late." The white-haired old man looked at him and said this.

I know that Qiuqiu laughed and said: "You must be the owner of the Aries Cave, Xue Xue, but even the Aries Cave Lord is not qualified to intervene in my inspection."

This white-haired old man is the Xue forgetting in the highest Taoist temple in Baiyang Cave.

Looking at the sneer of knowing the autumn, he smiled a little and said: "At this time, I don't talk about qualifications, only strength."

I know that the eyes of the autumn are suddenly cold, my lips are moving, and I am waiting to speak.

Xue Forgets the Word but has already spoken: "My past merits are much more than your current military skills. Now that Aries Cave has been returned to the Qingteng Academy, I have nothing to worry about. According to my credit, even slowly. Cutting, I can also do a few more things like this. And you are probably a dog who is anxious to jump off the wall, so that it is ugly to eat, is it done?"

Although his tone is still dull, as Ding Ning said, he seems to be unable to hear any anger. However, his words are unspeakable hegemony. The pride of his eye is also to let the mouth of the autumn know. Can not help the slight convulsions.

After knowing that the eyes of the autumn were violently flashing, then he looked straight at Xue forgetting and said, "Okay, then see what strength you have to say."

Xue forgets that there is still no slightest smile.

He even turned his side slightly, not looking at the army savage who began to squander the horror, but looked at the mountain beyond the north of the mountain where the White Sheep Cave is located.

In the morning light at this time, the mountain peaks farther away from the mountains are like the lightest ones in the ink paintings. It is not so real and faint.

"Look at me moving the mountain."

Xue Forgetant said at this time that a lot of people in the field could not understand.

However, at the moment when he said this, the faint mountain he had hoped for suddenly became clear.

The face of the broken autumn suddenly became white, and the body trembled uncontrollably.

At this time, in the sky above, there was a muffled sound, and it seemed that there was more than one mountain.