Zhui Xu

On September 22, the morning arrived as promised.

After dawn, the hustle and bustle in Jiangning City had a brief pause. People who have been disturbed by all kinds of chaos in the early morning began to get up one after another, and went out cautiously to find out the progress of the situation.

In some hotels and inns, some business travelers and green forest people also started the first round of coming and going, and exchanged various first-hand information during breakfast time.

Numerous true, false and false messages are being mixed in the city at this moment. Just like every day in the past, the truth and rumors are mixed together. For a large number of ordinary people, it is difficult to see the outline of the situation until the end.

At the northern end of the city, rumors about King Fairness and the assassin's 300-round battle with Fan Tianyin seriously injuring his opponent and the news that King Fairness was assassinated and dying were circulated in people's mouths at the same time. The news that the great king sent an army into the city and was finally stopped by the leader of the great light has spread.

Close to the inner circle of the city, some green forest masters have heard no fewer than five peak duels at the dining table after exercising as usual, including Lin Zongwu vs. Fair King, Meng Zhutao challenged Lin Zongwu, and Fair King won by one against four. Negative and so on, and so on. And these news spread for a while, and when the sun was bigger in the morning, some key information would become clear in people's discussions and comparisons...

The breakup of the five great kings seems to have become an irreversible reality. From last night to this morning, dozens of assassinations among the five parties of the PKR against each other's middle and high-level leaders were the main axis of the riots throughout the night.

And before the sun rose today, the behavior of the five great kings leaving Jiangning City one after another indicated that this confrontation had entered an irreversible abyss.

Last night was just the beginning of everything.

People in the city still need to spend a lot of time to gradually digest these messages. Some people began to make preparations to leave the city, but more people just watched silently. All of this is certainly not a good signal, but how many days in Jiangnan today are spent in a peaceful state without bumps?

In some inns, there are also some warriors who are still confused: "Then the martial arts competition... what should I do?"

"...There are only a few games left, will it be over?"

"...Maybe these five members of the Fair Party will send out their own masters to compete in the arena."

When people talked about this, they gradually became excited again: "Wow... that's really a fight between dragons and tigers."

The warriors looked at each other blankly, looking forward to the arrival of this battle between dragons and tigers.

Some of the more accurate news has already spread to the ears of envoys of more hidden and higher-level forces in the city.

"Jiangnan is about to fight."

In the north of the city, in a courtyard belonging to the Gaochang site, Zuo Xiuquan had a simple breakfast, took out a handkerchief to wipe his mouth, and looked at the people in the hall, including Yinping and Yue Yun. Back Wei army elite.

"He Wen worked so hard to put Jiang Ning on this stage, and now he is proclaiming his ideas to all parties in the world. But there is a clear line between saying and doing. Now it seems that today is the day when the King of Fairness will Completely cross this line, and the rest of the parties can no longer be ambiguous on this matter, and the internal rupture must be clearly displayed in front of the world... Everyone, many people will die today, let's finish reading Carefully leave the scene after the play, the old man's life is in your hands."

After he said this, some people in the room nodded and patted their chests, and some people looked calm. Yue Yun, who was next to his sister, nodded while showing a puzzled look: "Then He Wen...what will he do?"

Zuo Xiuquan laughed: "Didn't he speak clearly with those four great kings yesterday?"

Yue Yun scratched his head, puzzled.

…

When the sun rose for the first ray, the people who participated in the chaos in the early morning returned to their original residences one after another as if they were driven away by the sun. On the one hand, they collected the chaotic information last night, and on the other hand, they began to formally accept the impact and significance of a series of changes in the early morning.

Yesterday afternoon, when He Wen threw out his ideas and Zhou Shang threw the table in a rage, it can still be said that it was the willful action of one or several people.

When a clear program is released, there will be clear feedback from the outside. Even within the "King of Fairness" party, there are still all kinds of lobbying and persuasion at the same time.

At night and in the early morning, the first round of fighting and confrontation occurred at the same time, but even at such a moment, as long as there is a certain powerful figure who can mediate, and the King of Fairness changes his mind, the five of them will conduct another round of negotiations in private, and things will still be the same. Possibility of elimination.

In many political struggles, both sides need to maintain sufficient deterrence. It is not uncommon for each other to be unwilling to back down until the last moment. For the people in the middle class, people in the middle class can always maintain a suspicion of whether King Fairness's willfulness is determined or is it a political strategy to force the four people to retreat.

As long as there is no clear large-scale war, there is always a possibility that things will turn around.

However, as the five great kings left Jiangning City one after another, many people finally understood that there was no room for change.

As the morning mist rose, Lu Xian and Li Duanwu, who had witnessed the fighting in the south of the city, also brought the young men and their families of Lijia Village back to Fangshi where they had left.

People began to go home noisily. The tired women put their sleeping children at home, and then began to boil water for cooking. Under the command of Li Duanwu, the young and strong subordinates began to build the second round of barricades. Lu Xian sat by the river at the entrance of the street, and was dazed for a while.

After a while, Li Duanwu came over, with more than a dozen most capable subordinates gathered behind him. The old man patted him on the shoulder, gave him two steamed buns, and then sat down beside him.

"...He Shuangying is dead, it's still too late to change her mind."

While Lu Xian was eating steamed buns, the old man talked beside him.

"He Shuangying is dead, but none of God Kill's subordinates are dead, and they have to report later." Lu Xian tore off a steamed bun, stuffed it into his mouth, and spoke slowly, "Besides, He Shuangying has already said hello, and He Fu didn't dare Let us go out of town."

"...Do you want to find someone from another direction?"

"...Going out of the city now will cost another round of money." Lu Xian sighed, "And Uncle Duanwu, there is going to be chaos in the south of the Yangtze River. The Li Family Village is on King Zhou's territory. Where shall we go?"

In the early morning, the old man was silent for a moment: "In troubled times, as long as there are people under your command, you can always find a place to seek refuge. Don't worry about that."

"Are you seeking refuge with He Wen? Uncle Duanwu, what will be the outcome of this battle...you can't tell."

"He Wen said that he got the support of Southwest. According to the previous two encounters, Southwest... really came."

"He may have the support of the Southwest." Lu Xian looked into the distance, put a piece of steamed bun into his mouth, and chewed it: "But no matter the Southwest or the reading club, the prescription for us is to let these kings and leaders , Don’t be corrupt for personal gain...Uncle Duanwu, it would be a good thing if the fair party was first established, but now that everyone has a hilltop and their own property, is it really fair again?"

When he said this, he sighed, and turned his head to look at the streets and alleys behind: "No matter how powerful the black flag in the Southwest is, the distant waters can't meet the urgent need. It's just a verbal support for the fair king. On our side, thousands of mud legs My son, now that we have such a good market and house, who wants to be fair again? Uncle Duanwu, if you give an order to say that these houses are no longer in use, they will really be fair to those beggars whose families are ruined in the future, you Speaking of Zhuzi, will they still listen to us?"

"Then let's..."

Lu Xian was silent for a moment.

"In life, it is said that the most difficult thing is to make a choice. But Uncle Duanwu, I think this way. If the black flag is killed one day in the future, it may gain the upper hand. But now that He Wen is doing this, it must be a choice at the beginning. You will be beaten. Although He Wen's great principles sound interesting, but King Zhou...has he ever suffered a disadvantage? Even though he talks about benevolence, righteousness and morality, with so many people, who wouldn't want to swarm him and grab more benefits. Even according to the book It can be said that in the future, the territory will be large enough, and those who take advantage of it will only enjoy it and become the second Fang La, at least after killing Wu Qimei, Tie Yan and others..."

He paused slightly: "Today's Jiangning City is about to be in chaos. Uncle Duanwu, in fact, the moment I ordered to come back here, I have already made a decision. The man is alive, and if he wants to get benefits, who can not work hard for others?" Well, since we are on King Zhou's boat, we can only fight for a piece of the world, and in the future... only then can we have a bargaining chip. And..."

Having said that, Lu Xian stretched out his hand and pulled out the long knife that he carried with him. In the morning light, he looked at the sharpness of the knife.

"And... Uncle Duanwu, you have seen the martial arts of Master Lin, and you all say that there are many masters in this world. This time, I... don't want to stay out of the matter..."

Practicing martial arts with swords, greedy and courageous, the green forest people in this world have been lowly people for tens of hundreds of years. Even if there are one or two world-famous knight-errant assassins in a certain period, most of them are literati or assassins. It exists as a vassal of the government. Like Zhou Tong with the iron arm, even though he was rumored to be the number one in the world in the green forest, he still couldn't get an official position in the prosperous age.

Lu Xian practiced martial arts for half his life, and most of the time, he just fought to kill and survive. He led the people in Lijia Village to go out to work hard and became an elite thug under Wei Wenwen's subordinates. In terms of his art and fighting experience, his combat power was comparable to the first-class in the world, but in the past he was more used to seeing himself as a Minion Hawkdog.

But it is undeniable that with the publicity of Ning Yi's bad tastes and the advent of troubled times, the chaotic years now are indeed the most nourishing period for green forest hawkers. Since the Southwest World's No. 1 Martial Arts Tournament has been held vigorously for two times, He Wen has to hold a martial arts tournament if he wants to attract people's attention. These days, the muddy waters of politics have been stirring constantly, but the green forest people in the city gather, There are all kinds of discussions about the white way and the underworld, and those seemingly romantic fights in the rivers and lakes have indeed become part of the culture for a period of time.

Even though Lu Xian was able to clearly recognize the limitations of his personal abilities, he would inevitably have heroic imaginations of one kind or another occasionally. Especially in the early hours of this morning, "Measurement Ruler" Meng stabbed the king of peaches and killed him. The blood in Lu Xian's heart was surging.

Over the years, he has been working on his martial arts with trepidation, and many times he has been active in the front line of fighting with his life. He is also proud of his own art, but... at this moment, he finally realized that there is such a state in the world.

He has made a decision, and he has already figured it out clearly: in this troubled world, if he can't be brave and diligent when encountering things, how can he have a place like himself in this world in the future?

What's more, the elite of the Great Guangming Sect led by the holy leader Lin Zongwu has already decided to make a move, and now it is a four-on-one situation. In the future, tens of millions of people from the FAIR Party will fight in strife and intrigue on the battlefield. The result may be unpredictable, but in today's Jiangning City, how big a wave can the mere power left behind by He Wen be?

He raised his long knife, stood up suddenly, and explained his choice to more than a dozen young people from Li Family Village behind him. These people immediately drew their swords and responded accordingly. These days, they have followed Wei Yanwen's orders, and they have long been the subordinates of the "Heavenly Killer" who have seen **** seas and murderous people. At this time, Lu Xian may have some things to think about, but for them, there is not much. Problems need to be tangled.

It's nothing more than killing people in the past.

"...Today's matter, there are experts from all walks of life rushing forward. If you obey the order, you must first seek to protect yourself, and then wait for the opportunity to make meritorious deeds... After we set off, the rest will guard the barricades. A few squares and cities are all owned by us. Everyone..."

He raised his blade:

"Go for a fortune"

Everyone shouted in unison.

Hearing the commotion here, everyone in Fangshi put down their work one after another and looked over here. Someone waved his hand, and the young adults, women and children who stayed behind saw that the ten or so pillars were carrying steel knives and going to seek prosperity.

Turning around, Lu Xian looked back, and then looked back again. He stretched out his hand and pointed to this side, cursing: "You son of a bitch! You are not allowed to **** on the side of the road!"

After tossing all night before, the child squatting on the side of the road and **** rubbed his eyes, then ran away with his **** in his hands.

A group of bloodthirsty swordsmen laughed and cursed for a while, and walked to the distance that symbolized fighting.

But everything in this world comes from fighting, so they firmly believe that this time, they will still return with a full reward...

…

It's the second quarter of the hour.

Kuang Wenbai swung a single whip and knocked a middle-aged woman down in a pool of blood. Because the other party was wearing thick clothes, the whip did not directly kill the other party. The woman crawled in the pool of blood, and the surroundings were chaotic and blood-red.

If his nose could still smell, he should smell a strong smell of blood at this moment, but at this moment, because his nose was broken, his sense of smell was disabled. He didn't know whether this situation brought him irritability or relief, but in any case, the consecutive days of sick leave were temporarily suspended, and he participated in the mission of the undead guard again. This first mission was very easy, and the enemy's The small, panicked scream gave him a sense of relief.

Although his nose is broken, he has already created a hideous mask that covers the lower part of his face and has to be taken off when eating, but in general, this image makes him more of a master, Even the temperament of the devil is daunting.

In the arena, it is always a good thing to be afraid.

And after many days of cultivation, now that he is killing someone for the first time, he doesn't feel that his legs are too big. Even because of being attacked twice, his spirit is more tense and his reaction is more sensitive. A symbol of more breakthroughs.

He shook the steel whip in his hand.

This is the early morning raid on the families of members of the "Resentment Society", and now the killing and hunting has come to an end. Not far away, the captain strode over: "Hurry up, hurry up, it's just warming up right now, why are you slowing down! I will follow Master Lin later, and there are still important and important things to do! Hurry up!"

The woman on the ground was crawling forward, Kuang Wenbo smiled, swung the steel whip, and blasted her head off. He turned the corpse over, felt in the opponent's arms, took out some gold and silver and stuffed it into his clothes, before walking outside, as the vice-captain, he also yelled a few words: "Hurry up!"

The crowd ended the massacre hastily, and then set a fire again, before crossing the streets and alleys, heading towards the nearest gathering place.

Entering the garrison, teams of warriors wearing similar clothes have also gathered towards this side one after another. People meet and chat with each other on the school field, all of which are about the situation of a big battle in the early morning of this morning. One after another, they talk about Meng Zhutao The rebellion and assassination, and the invincibility of the Holy Hierarch, and what will happen next.

"That guy He Wen...what the **** is he trying to do?"

"Haha...he wants to create a yamen to manage us..."

Amid such words, most of the teams of people coming and going had blood on their bodies and weapons. Kuang Wenbo stood among a group of masters, watching all this, he took a deep breath.

The split among the five parties of the Fair Party is about to begin, and the heroes of the world gather together.

For a long time, this will probably be the biggest event in the entire rivers and lakes.

Immortal guards, gather here!

…

The chill of late autumn scattered the dawn and stirred up the wind and clouds.

In Jiangning City, as time went by, some clues began to appear in people's eyes.

"Immortal Guardian", "Heavenly Killer", "Abi Yuantu", "Longxian", "Mayfly", "White Raksha", "Tianbao Pavilion", "Zhenhaiwei", "Wushengjun"... one by one. The frightening flags in the past seem to be flying extremely densely today.

Groups of people began to gather from different directions.

Another group of people scattered in different directions with great caution.

People of different forces walked through the streets, all with unspeakable malice.

The place near the city gate became crowded, and people anxiously waited to cross the border, but in many places, the number of places to leave the city seemed to be limited. A large number of people waited for a long time, and there was no big movement ahead.

Because of this alliance, the envoys of various forces came from various places to wait for the development of the situation in their respective places, and some people went to the center of the city to wait for the development of the situation in some troublesome tea houses and restaurants.

People who sensed the ominous signs were busy going home and building barricades, and people on the street felt all this in confusion. In the midst of such a variety of life, in front of the ruins of the once-named Five Lakes Inn, three figures by the small bridge hole found a shovel, and slowly and casually dug a hole in the ground. Among them, the hunched Xue Jin and the famous The young man named Long Aotian was covered in the stench from the river.

While shoveling the soil, the boy talked about things that had nothing to do with the situation in the city.

"...That's how the Huaxia Army started a three-year war with the Jinren and the puppet Qi court in Xiaocanghe..."

What he said in his mouth was about a series of things that happened after Ning Yi, the Great Southwest Demon, left Jiangning. Perhaps because of too much contact, the boy's tone was calm and relaxed, no different from a storyteller. Xue Jin, who claimed to have knocked on the top of Ning Yi's head, listened quietly, occasionally his body would tremble for a while because of discomfort, while on the other side, **** Hey, the little bald man who digs holes and contributes the most is the most interested. From time to time, his eyes widen and he sighs "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh). He also stretched out his hands and clapped vigorously.

These narrations sometimes also involve the situation in the big devil's family, including the recent situation of the Su family, the wise and powerful mistress Su Tan'er, and some things that Su Wenfang, Su Wending, Su Wenyu, and Su Yanping are responsible for. Perhaps it was because he had known the Su family and other relatives who were not successful in the past. When talking about their current situation, Xue Jin's reaction was the most intense. Sometimes the tears shed were not for the dead Yueniang.

The three who hadn't had breakfast planned to dig a hole to bury Yueniang.

Although Xue Jin who wanted to commit suicide was dragged up from the river, Ning Ji had no idea what to do next. After telling what he came from the southwest, he could only act as a bystander Tell Xue Jin about his father's experiences and deeds over the years from a different perspective. But what's the point? He couldn't think of it himself.

And what to do next? The long-term injury has delayed so many days, and the people under the bridge hole are close to running out of oil and lamps, and Yueniang is not the only one. After burying Yueniang, how to persuade him to survive, or in other words, why should he be persuaded to survive.

The further fact is, can he survive if he is persuaded to survive?

He couldn't figure it out, so he could only calmly say what he could say one by one. After a long time, the three of them who had been working slowly put Yueniang's body into the pit. , above the river beach, the noise not far from the road has gradually become obvious.

"What are you doing this early in the morning..."

In the morning in this city, the noisy sounds did not just get up. I don’t know when it started, there were already people walking up and down the road. Also big, probably saying that something is about to happen, so they banged on the waste, made fences, and piled up garbage, which was very annoying...

And at this moment, there is a clearer voice, spreading towards this side...

…

September 22, morning, quarter past.

The green forest people who had been waiting for the martial arts competition outside the city's central martial arts hall did not wait for the door to open.

Due to the strange situation, there are not too many people gathered on this street at the moment, and some people came and went to the nearby restaurants and teahouses, sitting by the window and whispering, while watching the changes of the situation .

"...I just said, something big is going to happen."

"...It took so much effort to announce to the world that the top four have all been decided...Suddenly it's not going to happen?"

"...If you don't do it, there should be an announcement. Where will the face of this fair party go?"

"... In front of the people of the world, face has fallen."

"...The exact news is that the five parties are about to fight."

"...I heard that the leader of the Great Bright Sect, Lin, made a move in the south of the city last night."

Amidst the bursts of whispers and discussions, the time has reached the punctuality of the opening in the past. Some people got up and were about to leave. Then, they saw a small group of people running towards them. The banners behind these people belonged to "King of Fairness" and "Long Xian".

This small group of people arrived at the square in front of the Great Martial Arts Hall. After dismounting, they stopped at the roadside notice board, took out a notice, and pasted it there.

"what is that…"

The spectators were puzzled for a while, but then someone looked at the above content and repeated it aloud.

"Fair King Order"

"...In view of the fact that the FAIR Party has committed many crimes in the past, did not respect the "Fairness Code", and killed innocent people indiscriminately... Now the FAIR Party Supervision Department... can supervise any illegal activities of FAIR Party members in the world according to laws and regulations. All investigations must be investigated..."

"What's going on? What's going on?"

"It seems that... King Fairness has set up a new yamen..."

"...Xu Yong, the deputy head of the Supervisory Department, is the prime minister of Jiangning to supervise the affairs of the place...From today, his office will be located in Jiangning Jiuwu Yamen...From now on, anyone who has any grievances under the jurisdiction of the Fair Party can go here , drumming and complaining...Anyone who has any evidence of illegal murder by the Fair Party members can go here and report to the arrestee..."

"what happened."

"I do not know…"

Among the crowd, some people frowned, some people were puzzled, and some people stepped back, with a dazed look on their faces. At this moment, someone swung a big ax from the side and slashed towards the post of the bulletin board. There was a loud bang and sawdust splashed on the street.

The few people who just posted the notice hadn't gone far at this time, turning their heads over there, the leader suddenly drew his sword, and in the nearby crowd, someone swung a sledgehammer and threw them at them, the leader suddenly avoided , but the one behind him couldn't dodge it, and was smashed until he vomited blood and flew out.

At that time, countless voices could be heard from all over the street, someone swung an axe, someone swung a mallet, someone drew a knife, someone drew a sword, some people from the green forest were in the distance, and others were originally mixed in the crowd. The figure began to fight in an instant.

The giant man who swung his mallet just now and knocked the members who posted the notices flying, knocked down the sneak attacking figure behind him with one punch, and stepped on another tall and thin man on the ground. Next to the bulletin board, the figure wielding a huge ax was pierced by two people rushing up with their swords, and the two were immediately attacked by people from behind. fell in the slashing.

In an instant, the rabbits rose and falcons fell, sneak attacks and slaughters, the streets were filled with blood, and figures scattered and confronted each other. Everyone could hear the internal strength of the master wielding the sledgehammer, and the bloodthirsty voice resounded through the streets: "I am Zuo Hao, the 'Giant Spirit God' under the tent of 'Abi Yuantu'! Now I am telling the world that He Wen was bewitched by demonic words. With the consent of all parties in the Fair Party, the order is sent out privately, and the matter of redressing grievances in the Fair Party is presided over by someone, but it is not up to him, He Wen, to take the opportunity to kill people! In today's Jiangning City, no one is allowed to post such random orders."

The same voice sounded from the side where the notice was posted: "You are a rebel!"

Beside the bulletin board, a **** figure stood staggeringly in front: "I am Luan Bai from the 'Study Club'. Anyone who wants to destroy this order today must step over me!"

People near and far witnessed this scene.

A **** fight ensues.

At the same time, in the chaotic city, dozens of messengers rode on horseback, spreading the far-reaching order issued by King Fairness to the main streets of the city, and around these knights, immediately There were wave after wave of fighting and hedging.

The King of Fairness will issue such an order before everyone's eyes.

And the other four kings will show this resolute killing and confrontation to all parties in the world.

…

On the side of the bridge hole, three figures slowly buried the corpse into the pit. Before they started filling the soil, they watched the blood-stained knight gallop past while shouting.

"…What did he say?"

"... Shouting... Injustice?"

The little monk blinked.

…

In the north part of the center of the city, the paint on the walls of the old yamen that used to belong to the Wu Dynasty was peeling off and the gates were half destroyed, but from last night to this time, the place has been gradually cleared.

Xu Yongwei, deputy in charge of the new "Supervisory Department", is a thin middle-aged man. He cleaned the road in front of the yamen and sprinkled some water. There were not many people staying here with him. A group of soldiers and a few clerks could not even support the configuration of a small government, but he didn't care. He just stood on the steps of the yamen, waiting for people to come.

No ordinary people came over.

A lot of figures have gathered on the road near Chaolao Yamen not long ago. At this moment, a large number of flags began to be unfurled on several long streets near this Yamen. The subordinates of "King of the Wheel", "King of Equality", "King of Heaven", and "King of Yama" methodically blocked every nearby road and guarded every city wall in the surrounding courtyards.

The "Jackdaw" Chen Juefang who is in charge of the "Immortal Guard" under the "King of the Wheel"; "Peng Tiangang, the sword master of "Abi Yuantu" under his command, came over one after another, and said hello to Xu Yongwei.

"He Wen is crazy..."

"Using one to betray four, insisting on building a new fair party, he said, someone can come here today to cry for grievances..."

"Everyone says it's impossible..."

"Then today, everyone has to take a closer look to see clearly..."

Street after street, courtyard everywhere, with flags fluttering, masters including Lin Zongwu, the leader of the Great Guangming Sect, gradually entered the agreed position. Thousands of green forest people, guest officials and masters from all sides of the fair party have surrounded the yamen within a radius of Xu into a fortified fortress.

Outside the fortress, in every street and lane, people began to watch all this. Ordinary people are worried, and those who do things are excited. Representatives of forces from all over the world are watching with cold eyes. There are also a large number of green forest people. Among the flags and names that are waving one after another, they feel the boiling blood. Perhaps only a few masters who have made it all the way to the finals of the martial arts tournament will feel lost here.

The Fair Party has used tens of millions of resources in the south of the Yangtze River, and at this moment, it finally broke. And on this huge stage that has already been built, the whole world will see the clues of the morals and hearts of the world.

Fragmentary fighting that seems to be warming up is spreading in the distance of the city.

A tall figure walked out of the barrier guarded by the "King of the Wheel" and began to speak on the street.

"I am the Dharma protector of the 'Great Bright Sect', Tan Zheng of the 'Heavenly Sword'! The Jiangning Conference was supposed to be an alliance of all parties of the Fair Party to discuss the future together, but He Wen was deceived by the evil words of the reading club, and he insisted on going his own way and plotting to seize power. He established this so-called supervisory department to eliminate dissidents, and to make all parties in the fair party listen to his orders without discussion... This human rights obsession is already crazy."

His voice echoed far away with the force of his internal force. At the same time, similar propaganda in various parts of the city had already begun.

"Monkey King" Li Yanfeng was dressed in black and gray, walking on the streets outside the "fortress", watching the faces on the road, restaurants and teahouses, occasionally remembering the location of a few suspicious courtyards...

Ding Songnan was on the roof in the distance, looking at the scene of the city with a telescope...

After explaining the way the members of the mission left, An Xifu changed his appearance a little, and walked all the way to a place in the city that gradually became violent. He was looking for the missing members of the mission...

On the side of the intersection where Tan Zheng roared loudly, the target An Xifu was looking for was passing pedestrians along the roadside with You Hongzhuo, and at a certain moment, even passed by the "Monkey King" who was cruising around.

Among the crowd at the moment, all the figures around had their own intentions, and You Hongzhuo with a knife on his back and Liang Siyi, a tall figure, were not particularly conspicuous. They walked around and saw Tan Zheng, Chen Juefang, Immortal Guard... and other various existences...

The fourth senior brother Kuang Wenbai was wearing a hideous mask covering the lower half of his face. He was on the second floor of a house outside this "fortress", staring at the situation in the nearby streets. He was holding a steel whip with one hand. Looks very majestic...

People who can be counted, people who can't be named, dozens of large and small forces from all over the world, countless speculations and malice, have been intertwined with each other.

As people gathered, the rooftops near and far were gradually filled with people watching the excitement. Under the guard of Yue Yun, Yin Ping and others, Zuo Xiuquan walked up to a tea house in the corner of the small square, and immediately found an unexpected figure.

He walked over with a smile, cupped his fists at the other party and the people around him, and sat down at the table.

"Baye Qian, long time no see..."

In the words of the old man, looking out from the window of the teahouse, above Jiangning City, there are banners spreading like a forest. And the most conspicuous side among them symbolizes the battle flag of Lin Zongwu, the leader of the Great Brightness Sect, among the guards. It carries the coercion of the "No. All the turmoil in Jiangning City.

Gathering the most elite group of warriors in the entire south of the Yangtze River, living among thousands of people, this is a position that Zhou Tong never had in the past.

…

"Ning Rentu has not arrived, can you pull out this flag?"

There were some friendly conversations between the two sides.

At a certain moment, Zuo Xiuquan asked curiously.

It was quiet in the teahouse.

Some young people gave him a complicated look.

I was hurt by the old man...

Old man, I'm just too blunt...

Zuo Xiuquan picked up the teacup, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com understood, and reflected.

"Hehe, it's not a big deal. The situation in Jiangnan has little to do with Jiangning's side..."

As a respected old man, he smiled and comforted him.

Qian Luoning thought for a while, then turned his head.

"Grandpa Zuo, this...we're not here to fight..."

"Old man, I understand..."

Zuo Xiuquan smiled, and smiled politely with the other party.

…

At one point, they rose from their positions.

…

The tide has come.

(end of this chapter)