Chapter 200: Latecomers, how many people are like me (3)
Chapter 200 Latecomers, how many people are like me (3)
The twilight of Chang'an City is like falling into the eternal night. The thick clouds cover the last afterglow and the starlight in the sky. From a distance, the majestic city wall of Chang'an City seems to go straight into the sky. Only the little lights on the city wall remind So, this is the city of the world.
In the twilight, there were two people standing outside the city, looking at the proud city wall in the distance. They were a young man and an old man, and there was a carriage beside them. In the cool night wind, I could faintly feel the youth He has a noble temperament, and when he raises his hand and speaks, there is a faint aura of looking down on the world.
It's just that the wind tonight is a little unusual, it seems to be very strong, and the robe was blown up, whistling, the young man looked at Chang'an City, and said lightly: "Ten years ago, this palace came to Chang'an City of Xia Kingdom. , Bengong was thinking, why the most powerful city in the world is in Xia Kingdom and not in Wu Kingdom, Lu Lao, what do you think?"
The old man stood respectfully behind the young man, holding a riding whip in his hand. Hearing the young man's question, he said, "Your Highness, this old slave doesn't know."
The young man said lightly: "Because I was born late!"
The old man was slightly taken aback, but did not dare to speak.
The spring breeze was rushing, and the young man said slowly: "Ten years ago, when I came to Chang'an, there was no disturbance at all. I don't know, but this time when I come again, how should the most powerful city in the world welcome me?"
The old man whispered: "Your Highness, Xiao Yuhe, the flower enigma of Yan Kingdom, has also come to participate in this alliance meeting. He is one of the seven mysteries of the world with you, Your Highness, and his strength should not be underestimated..."
There was a look of disdain on the young man's face, and he said: "It's just a waste whose body has been hollowed out by wine and sex, and this country of Yan is becoming more and more useless, unexpectedly looking for such a person."
The old man was a little worried that the young man underestimated the enemy, but he didn't dare to say so, so he could only say: "Your Highness's martial arts are naturally invincible among the younger generation in the world, but the old slave heard that Xiao Yuhe is good at some low-level methods, Your Highness You should pay more attention."
The young man said lightly: "Dog meat will never be on the stage. Also, remember, I am not invincible. If I don't challenge the sword riddle Qin Keqing for a day, I am not qualified to be called invincible."
The Seven Mysteries of the World, the most legendary figure among the younger generation in the whole world, but Qin Keqing, the sword riddle, is synonymous with invincibility. Even if she is also the Seven Mysteries of the World, she is still like a mystery.
It's just that after the Battle of Wangjing, there were rumors in the world that Qin Keqing had self-destructed his way of swordsmanship.
The old man said: "Your Highness, Qin Keqing should not be considered your opponent now, she has already destroyed her own way of swordsmanship, alas...I never thought that Qin Keqing, a sword riddle, would give up her own way of swordsmanship for a man one day. It’s unacceptable to come out from the west.”
A flash of splendor bloomed from the young man's eyes, and he said softly: "Qin Keqing, my opponent for life, I don't believe she is really buried like this, but I am very curious about this young master Wushuang, what kind of person is he? People who can melt Qin Keqing."
"By the way," the old man seemed to think of something, and hurriedly said: "Your Highness, the old slave received the news that the person Xia Guo sent to participate in the alliance meeting this time may be Gu Qingci, the unparalleled son. Now it is rumored in the world that he I once defeated Qin Keqing..."
"It's just rumors in the world," the young man said lightly, "Qin Keqing can't be defeated, otherwise, she wouldn't have to wait until the Battle of Wangjing to destroy her swordsmanship. If she lost, her swordsmanship would have been ruined long ago. However, this Gong is very interested in this Gu Qingci, it is best to be him, otherwise, this alliance meeting will not have much meaning."
The old man continued: "It is said that tomorrow, a great cultivator who is half a step into the realm of destiny will fight Gu Qingci in Qingshi Lane in the capital. Your Highness should go and have a look."
There was a smile on the young man's white face. He was obviously a man, but he had a feeling of turning all sentient beings upside down. There was a slight look in his deep eyes, and he said lightly, "Why don't you go?"
The carriage slowly entered the city, heading towards Chang'an City.
This night, Wu Yu, the crown prince of the Wu Kingdom, came to Chang'an City, accompanied by Lu Ming, a veteran practitioner who had been reclusive for many years, slowly swallowing everything in the night, and Chang'an City was still majestic and majestic.
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Two days ago, an event that shocked the government and the public happened in Chang'an City. Someone actually robbed the Meridian Gate Dharma Ground. However, it didn't take long before the court announced that the gangster was arrested and killed by the six gates. It is said that in Chang'an In Nancheng, the famous arrester from the Six Doors struck out a lake with one palm.
On the same day, it was reported from Fengmanlou that a half-step practitioner of Destiny Realm had an appointment to fight Wushuang's young master Gu Qingci. The house slave of the former Minister of Rites was to avenge his master.
Many people are speculating as to why Master Wushuang agreed to the battle. It is completely meaningless. If it is for revenge for the master, it is impossible for the court to stand idly by. up.
In today's arena, great practitioners of the Destiny Realm are basically not born, and it is already rare to see a great practitioner of the Profound Realm. This time, a half-step practitioner of the Destiny Realm made a move, which is enough to attract the attention of most people in the Jianghu What's more, the protagonist this time has a unparalleled son Gu Qingci who is still in the limelight.
Of course, not only are there movements in the Jianghu, but even the court ministers are also paying attention to this battle.
At this time, the night was silent, on an attic in the imperial city, Mr. Wu Que was wearing plain white clothes swaying in the night wind, next to him was Yuan Tianshi in Taoist robes, two old people stood on the top of the attic, carrying Looking up at the dark night like ink.
Mr. Wu Que saw very far, but also very close, and when he heard Yuan Tianshi talk about tomorrow's Qingshi Alley appointment, he said softly: "Gu Qingci is really a good young man, but it's a pity that our Majesty is also a A very ambitious emperor."
Yuan Tianshi's whisk floated slightly in the wind, he flicked it lightly, and then calmed down, no matter how the night wind blew, there was no movement, he said slowly: "Why, isn't this very good, Mingjun Xianchen, for the great For Xia, it's a good thing!"
Mr. Wu Que shook his head, and said: "It's just a pity, the temper is too hard, and the emperor's tolerance, I don't know where it is? Forget it, let's not talk about him, you have been calculating for so long, can you calculate the result?"
Yuan Tianshi has no interest in fame and fortune, and he can't understand what Mr. Wuque said, and he doesn't want to discuss the court affairs, so he replied: "To be honest, I don't know if that kid Gu Qingci has a hole card, but if Just relying on the combat power he showed before..."
Mr. Wu Que frowned and said, "How?"
Yuan Tianshi shook his whisk and said: "Although it seems that there is only one step difference between the Destiny Realm and the Finger Profound Realm, it is actually a world of difference. Although the old slave of the Ma family was crushed by Gu Qingci before, but now, the chances of winning are not high. Big!"
I’m just a rushing, very rushing kind. I am just a very ordinary student with very poor grades. I had no professional guidance, nor did I major in literature. I think people are as tall as people who don't ask for others. I hope more people will read my novels, but if I don't like to read them, I can't force them.
I hope that people can get along with others and have basic respect. Don’t look at me from a superior perspective. I don’t live by a certain person, and I can’t live by novels.
I am just an ordinary person, I also have my own temper, I don't like to be scolded by others, I will not scold others, I will not accept other people's thoughts forcibly imposed on me, and I will not go to thoughts on others.
Today, there is too much nonsense, I just want to say, in fact, I will be tired, really tired!
(end of this chapter)