Ye Mingyue threw Zhang Xiaopou to the ground, bit his neck and sucked him until his whole body felt comfortable, then he let go with satisfaction.
Then he sat up and looked at Zhang Xiaopou's resentful, frightened, sad and angry, but helpless expression, and couldn't help but burst into laughter.
Zhang Xiaozu pushed Ye Mingyue away from him with a cold face, who was as happy as a silly bitch, and while using his Taoist power to heal the wound on his neck, he asked angrily: "Why are you poisoned again?!"
"I went to the Western Region to seek revenge from Hehuan Valley." Ye Mingyue straightened her slightly messy clothes and replied as if nothing was wrong.
"Revenge?" Zhang Xiaozu asked.
"No, never." Ye Mingyue sighed dejectedly.
Zhang Xiaozu glared at her angrily and said, "You know that the poison in Hehuan Valley can't offend you, but you still want to do it, and you're not afraid of losing your life."
"Don't worry, you can't beat me, but I'm good at running away. Those stinky fish and shrimps in Hehuan Valley can't keep me at all." Ye Mingyue said confidently.
"Only you can." Zhang Xiaozu curled his lips sarcastically.
"Okay, okay, I was wrong. Hurry up and put away your dead face." Seeing that Zhang Xiaopou kept a straight face, Ye Mingyue had to admit his mistake.
Zhang Xiaozu sighed helplessly and said: "A gentleman's revenge is never too late in ten years. Can't you wait until your cultivation reaches the star realm before you take revenge?"
"I'm not a gentleman, I'm a petty little woman. The revenge I can avenge on the same day will never be overnight." Ye Mingyue said with a smile.
Seeing that Zhang Xiaopou was about to glare again, she quickly changed the subject and said: "Go and detoxify the slave family. This time the slave family can let you watch for a while longer."
"——" Zhang Xiaozhu got goosebumps when Ye Mingyue said a long "yo".
He quickly calmed down and said, "You came just in time, do me a favor."
"What's the deal?"
"Send us out of the Imperial City."
"You want to leave the city so late?" Ye Mingyue asked in surprise.
"The moon is dark and the wind is high, and the sky is full of murder and arson." Zhang Xiaozu said with a cold look in his eyes.
"The slave family likes this." Ye Mingyue suddenly became energetic.
"Su Zheng, bring the war horses." Zhang Xiaopou shouted.
Su Zhengming specially set up a courtyard to the west of Guowei Mansion and invited the horse officials from the palace to carefully feed their horses.
Su Zheng heard Zhang Xiaopou's call from a distance and couldn't help but be very surprised: "It's over so soon?"
drive!
After a while, twenty angry horses rushed out of the gate of Guowei Mansion and started running wildly on the quiet and deserted streets.
"On the battlefield, the horse is another life for the cavalry. The cavalry who loses the horse is a lamb to be slaughtered!
Therefore, the war horse is not only the mount of the cavalry, but also the loyal partner and comrade-in-arms of the cavalry. "
"From today on, except for defecation and peeing, and the rest time the war horse needs, you will have to stay on the horse at all other times."
"You need to cultivate the relationship and tacit understanding with the war horse."
"War horses need to be controlled, but also need to be listened to and cared for. You must try to feel the breathing and heartbeat of the war horses, their emotions, their bursts of power and their galloping. At the same time, you must also let the war horses feel yours. Everything, and then the two merge into one.”
While Zhang Xiaozu was galloping on his horse, he taught Su Zhengyi's eighteen people the experience of driving a war horse.
Running all the way to the south city wall, Ye Mingyue used space jump to send nineteen Zhang Xiaopeng people and horses outside the city wall.
Then Zhang Xiaozu led a group of people towards Fengqishan, the starting point of Dengxian Pavilion, and killed them angrily.
After rushing to the foot of Fengqi Mountain, Zhang Xiaozu ordered the group to dismount, let the war horses rest and eat some fine horse feed to replenish their strength, and taught Su Zheng and others how to massage the muscles of the war horses to relax their muscles.
After half an hour, they were almost rested, and Zhang Xiaozu asked Ye Mingyue to send them up the mountain.
"You're not going to set fire to the Dengxian Pavilion, are you?" Ye Mingyue asked with a frightened look on her face.
"——" Su Zheng and the other eighteen people couldn't help showing expressions of horror when they heard this.
Zhang Xiaozhu grinned, and his two rows of big white teeth gave off a creepy chill in the dark night.
Then he took out a black face towel from the mustard seeds and covered his face. Seeing this, Su Zheng and the eighteen people hurriedly found something to cover their faces.
"Who is so bold as to dare to ride a horse to climb the Immortal Pavilion?! I advise you to get down quickly, otherwise you will have to walk around without food!"
drive!
Facing the expulsion of the guards, Zhang Xiaopeng directly rode forward and waved his bone knife to clear the way.
Rumble——
The first pavilion of Dengxian Pavilion was chopped down by Zhang Xiaopeng.
drive!
Su Zhengyi's eighteen people followed them bravely. While they were scared, they couldn't help but feel a little excited.
"In an hour, fire will fall from the sky at the Immortal Pavilion. If you don't want to be burned alive, please go down the mountain quickly!"
Zhang Xiaozu left a word of warning and ran along the corridor towards the top of the mountain where the second pavilion was located.
The mountain road is rugged, and even if a corridor is built, there are still many steep steps. Fortunately, Ye Mingyue is there, and she directly uses space jump to assist in the steep places where it is difficult for the war horse to run.
Rumble——
The second pavilion of Dengxian Pavilion soon followed in the footsteps of the first pavilion.
Zhang Xiaopeng was riding his horse while slashing wildly with his sword. The violent sword energy was raging in the exquisitely decorated hall.
An oil lamp fell to the ground, instantly igniting a fire, but the next moment it was extinguished by Ye Mingyue's power to control space.
It was Zhang Xiaozu who ordered her to do this.
The distance across the Dengxian Pavilion was too far. Zhang Xiaozu felt that if a fire broke out now, Su Hanlin would have already led people to put out the fire and stop them before they reached the tenth pavilion.
Therefore, Zhang Xiaozu left a series of invisible spells along the road. These spells will explode together after an hour, and then ignite a fire.
Rumble——
Then the third, fourth, fifth——
One pavilion after another suffered disaster.
Uncle Guo's Mansion.
Cao Deming kept staring at the southern sky with his heart in his throat.
However, a long time passed and he didn't see the fire in Dengxian Pavilion. He couldn't help but secretly breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that maybe Zhang Xiaopou was just teasing and scaring him.
However, just when he felt that he could breathe a sigh of relief and Zhang Xiaopou did not dare to burn the Immortal Pavilion at all, a point in his field of vision suddenly became darker.
He thought he had kept his eyes open for too long and was dazzled, so he blinked hard, closed his sore eyes and rested for a while, then opened his eyes.
When his eyes fell on the Dengxian Pavilion again, he immediately discovered that the firelight in the first and second pavilions was much darker.
Then the third pavilion, the fourth pavilion, the fifth pavilion——
And he faintly heard a rumbling sound coming from the south.
Because the distance was too far, the sound of the palace being chopped down by Zhang Xiaopeng had become very small when it reached the imperial capital, so he vaguely heard the sound.
"Is something wrong?"
Cao Deming's heart suddenly returned to his throat. He wanted to call the servant, but still no sound came out of his throat.
Then he opened his eyes and stared at the Dengxian Pavilion without blinking, falling into painful and long suffering in his heart.
Zhang Xiaozu and his group of twenty people moved very fast, and the nearly one hundred miles long corridor reached the end in less than an hour.
They did not stop at the sixty-sixth pavilion, but rushed all the way to the previous pavilion in Qinan Mountain, and then stopped at the ninety-seventh pavilion.
Then I looked back at the winding dragon at my feet. It was so majestic and uncanny that it was shocking.
"What a pity!" Su Zheng shook his head regretfully.
"Let's go." Zhang Xiaozu retracted his gaze and said, "We still have a cup of tea to escape. I hope His Majesty cannot catch up with us."
"——"
Without Zhang Xiaopou's instructions, Ye Mingyue used space jump and fled down the mountain with people and horses.
Boom boom boom——
After a cup of tea, huge flames suddenly burst out on the Dengxian Pavilion.
The mountains were high and the wind was strong, and the fire was out of control.
It only took half a cup of tea to burn all the people in Dengxian Pavilion into a sea of fire, truly transforming into an angry fire dragon.
The roaring flames illuminated half of the sky like daylight.
All the guards on the Dengxian Pavilion ran wildly down the mountain.
Uncle Guo's Mansion.
Cao Deming's eyes cracked, his chest heaved violently, his mouth was wide open, but he couldn't breathe.
The suffocation caused him to lose consciousness quickly. His fat body twitched a few times with difficulty, and then stopped moving.
He was furious.
The cool night breeze gradually took away his body temperature.
"Your Majesty, it's on fire! It's on fire! It's on fire!"
The eunuch's scream woke Su Hanlin from his sleep.
When he rushed out of the palace and saw the Dengxian Pavilion transformed into a fire dragon, he felt a buzzing sound in his head, and he almost jumped like Cao Deming.
"Who did it?!"
Su Hanlin was so angry that he roared to the sky. His voice spread to every corner of the imperial capital, scaring countless sleeping children into tears.
The fire burned for five days and five nights without being extinguished. In the end, if the national master had not intervened to extinguish the fire, the entire mountain range would have been reduced to ashes.
Three thatched houses at the foot of Tianbao Mountain also burned.
The great monk rang the bell for a month, cut off three thousand worries, and became a Buddha.
Taoist Qinglian shed tears on his clothes, lit three thatched houses on fire, and left gloomily.
"Amitabha!"
In the main hall of Tianbaoshan, the great monk knelt in front of the Buddha statue. Old Zen Master Wanxiang stood in front of him holding the Zen staff in his hand and said: "Huikong, take the Zen staff!"
"on fire."
"The thatched cottage at the bottom of the mountain is on fire."
The young monk shouted and rushed into the hall.
