Mo Shuiling was named Lingfei by Emperor Zhao Yu, and she entered the palace and became the emperor's woman from then on.
Du Zhenghai drank wine depressedly in the restaurant, cursing the emperor as a bastard; then he said to Ling Yun with squinting eyes: "Aren't you a member of the government? Why don't you come and arrest me?"
Ling Yun looked at him speechlessly and said, "Brother Du, you are talking drunkenly again."
Du Zhenghai said: "I miss you, Du. Apart from the brothers and sisters from Qingyun Temple who have turned into unjust ghosts, I probably have only you, Brother Ling, as a close friend. It's a pity that you are a member of the government..."
He took another sip of wine dully, "To be honest, Brother Ling, an upright, upright and chivalrous person like you is really not suitable to hang out in that kind of dirty and snobbish officialdom - I'm really surprised. How on earth did you get here after all these years?”
Ling Yun lowered his eyelids silently, covering the sadness in his eyes, and said in a deep voice: "You are right. The official career is dangerous, and people's hearts are in danger. They always have to spend too much energy and thought throughout the day to deal with those boring entertainments and intrigues. I’m really tired... Now I’m tired of this official life. Yes, it’s time for me to find a way out.”
Du Zhenghai said: "Brother Ling, the fact that you have such thoughts means that you are not in too deep a situation; just take care of yourself."
Ling Yun looked at him with faint eyes and said, "What about you?"
Du Zhenghai's eyes were filled with a layer of deep sadness, and he said sadly: "It's hard to leave a sad person behind. I'll leave here tomorrow."
"What about Miss Mo? Do you want to see her again?"
Du Zhenghai said sadly: "Don't mention her again. My fate with her has ended, and meeting her again will only increase our sadness. What's more, she has entered the palace and became the imperial concubine. In fact, this is not a bad thing. You can always be pampered and live a comfortable and peaceful life; but it is no better than wandering around with me, wandering from place to place, and having to be worried and scared with me all day long, what kind of happiness is there?"
Ling Yun smiled helplessly, with a hint of self-deprecation and sadness in his smile.
He looked at the sky outside from the window, stood up and said, "Brother Du, it's getting late, let's go!"
Du Zhenghai called the waiter to settle the bill, and the two of them were about to go out when they heard a commotion at the entrance of the stairs, and a prodigal man came up menacingly.
The leader, E Guan Bo Dai, a majestic and virtuous weapon, is actually the Marquis of Xinping, He Yuting; the martial artist Ying Chuanlin stands beside him, with a sinister look on his face; behind him are hundreds of servants and guards, all holding swords, majestic and murderous.
There were two people in front, dressed as ordinary people, pointing at Du Zhenghai and shouting: "Master Hou, that's him!"
It turned out that these two people were guests who had been drinking here just now. They recognized Du Zhenghai from the official notice of wanted criminals posted by the court. In order to claim credit and reward, they secretly went to the Marquis's Mansion to report him.
He Yuting had a gloomy face and sternly ordered the guards on his left and right: "Come here, take this thief down from me!"
The guards of the Marquis' Mansion murmured, and all of them drew their swords from their sheaths and swarmed forward.
Du Zhenghai couldn't help but raise his sword eyebrows when he saw it, his tiger eyes widened, and he quickly stretched out his ape arm and pulled out the long sword for self-defense from his shoulder.
When the drinkers upstairs saw this, they abandoned their tables and ran away, fearing to get into trouble, and went down the stairs in despair.
The huge restaurant hall suddenly became empty, leaving only the two people standing at each other's sides with their swords drawn and glaring at each other.
Ling Yun took a step forward and said, "Master He, what are you doing?"
He Yuting felt very unhappy when he saw that Ling Yun was here and was also getting involved with Du Zhenghai. I thought to myself:
"When I was at Cuizhu Villa, someone plotted against me and I was poisoned by scorpion poison. It was you who desperately sucked out the scorpion poison for me. You also took me to Miracle Doctor Villa overnight and begged Sai Zhongjing to heal me. They spread their energy and drive away poison for me everywhere, thus saving me from disaster.
"The grace of saving my life is greater than God. Since then, my opinion of you has changed a lot; and judging from Huanyu's niece alone, you are still my niece-in-law. The relationship between you and me should have been further developed. Unexpectedly, It’s really heartbreaking that you made such a fuss today..."
But He Yuting, although he felt unhappy, thought of his past friendship and was also out of favor, so he wanted to give Ling Yun some kindness, so he glanced at him and said coldly: "Zhichao, you have nothing to do here. , please get out of this way; otherwise you will get into trouble, don’t blame me for not being kind to you!"
He Yuting wanted Ling Yun to retreat quickly and not come into this muddy water. Unexpectedly, the other party did not appreciate his kindness at all.
The corners of Ling Yun's thin lips raised slightly, and he said disapprovingly: "Master He, Ling Yun thanks you for your kindness; but this person is Ling Yun's friend, and Ling Yun will not stand by and watch his friend in danger—— Therefore, if I have offended you in what happened today, please forgive me!"
Seeing that Ling Yun's stubborn and awkward temper was coming back, He Yuting was so angry that he was trembling all over and couldn't say a word. He couldn't help but cursed: "Sure enough, it was taught by that old stubborn Lu Wenzheng. He is really stubborn and incomprehensible..."
Ying Chuanlin glanced sideways at Ling Yun and said with a somewhat sarcastic tone: "Commander Ling, I really have you, it's a shame that you dare to admit that such a person is also your friend! You are not afraid of someone accusing you of colluding with the imperial court. , Are you working as a swindler? If this matter spreads and the Holy One knows about it, aren't you afraid that you will not be able to escape the blame? "
Ling Yun glanced over with disdain and retorted, "Senior brother, even if you and I have had some disagreements in the past, you don't have to use the topic to slander me like this! Don't forget what you have done."
Ying Chuanlin rolled his eyes in anger, "You!..."
He Yuting took over the conversation at this time and said: "Okay, you two, stop arguing. Zhichao, considering our past friendship, I won't care about your offense today; but you have to agree. Don’t get involved in this matter! Otherwise, if something happens, I’m afraid I won’t be able to protect you.”
Ling Yun raised his sword eyebrows and said, "But Mr. He——"
Du Zhenghai quickly intercepted his words and said: "Brother Ling, don't say anything else! Du has accepted Brother Ling's wishes, and everyone is responsible for his actions. Du will not harm Brother Ling."
After saying that, his face turned cold, and he said with a long sword: "He Yuting, my hatred with you is irreconcilable, and today is the day to put an end to it. If you have any tricks, just use them!"
He Yuting sneered and said: "You brat, you are quite aggressive in what you say; and you are also very courageous. The capital city is heavily guarded, with hidden dragons and crouching tigers. I didn't expect you to dare to come back! This is your own death. You can't blame me - Come on, take him down for me!"
He Yuting gave an order, and the guards on both sides moved upon hearing the wind, raised their swords at the same time, and rushed up with a roar, trapping Du Zhenghai.
These guards are all carefully selected elite soldiers and generals in the Marquis's residence, and have undergone rigorous training, so they are all highly skilled in martial arts and have extraordinary skills.
The result is a confrontation between masters, fighting to the death, the scene is thrilling, and the situation is also very tragic.
The most unlucky thing is that the tables, chairs and benches upstairs have all become victims of this fierce battle: they are lying horizontally and vertically, and are in pieces; all the cups, plates, bowls and chopsticks have been overturned on the ground, and the soup fragments have been spilled everywhere. The ground was in a mess.
The shopkeeper of Zhengyang Restaurant saw that the private room on the second floor was dark and smoky. He couldn't help complaining and ran upstairs with a sigh. He Yuting, Ying Chuanlin and Ling Yun were sitting on the side watching the tiger fight.
Suddenly he had the courage to step forward tremblingly, and said with a mournful face: "Masters, please, please don't fight anymore! If the fight continues, this little man's restaurant will be completely destroyed!"
Ying Chuanlin's eyes were dim and he ignored it, just snorted coldly.
Ling Yun's face was expressionless, cold and distant, as if he was staying aloof.
He Yuting glanced at him with a stern look, and said coldly: "You don't have to worry. No matter how much damage is done afterwards, I will compensate you with double the price."
With the assurance of this big shot, the shopkeeper finally breathed a sigh of relief, agreed repeatedly, and leaned aside with a low eyebrow.
But here, the battle between Du Zhenghai and the guards has reached a fever pitch.
Of course, there were many casualties among the guards of the Marquis Mansion, and Du Zhenghai also suffered several injuries. If the fight continued, the final result would be that both sides would be injured, and then the fisherman would gain - of course, He Yuting.
To He Yuting, the death or injury of a few guards was nothing. What mattered was the exhilarating pleasure of getting rid of Du Zhenghai, a major problem on his mind.
Du Zhenghai has been waiting for this day since he fled the capital a few years ago; and today, he finally got the chance.
In a hurry, Du Zhenghai was stabbed again in the leg. He could no longer support his scarred body, staggered a few steps, and finally fell to the ground.
When the guards saw it, it was as if they had finally seen the light of dawn in the darkness, and their eyes were filled with excitement and bloodthirsty light. They struck while the iron was hot and attacked in groups, suddenly rushing up like a tide.
He Yuting, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, also had a victorious and proud smile on his face.
At this time he heard bursts of piercing screams. The strange thing is that these screams were not made by Du Zhenghai.
Then he saw his guards, each covering his eyes, howling, jumping and screaming in agony.
Upon closer inspection, everyone has a shining silver needle stuck in their eye. The blood flowing from the eyes covered the entire face, criss-crossing it, which looked extremely terrifying.
It turns out that the move Du Zhenghai performed just now is called "Changing Gods and Shadows", and it is a terrifying move that can destroy everything and survive.
Those silver needles came out from his sleeves, and they seemed to be waved casually, but they hit people's vital points with a vicious and outrageous accuracy.
He Yuting was stunned for a moment; Ling Yun also changed his face in shock.
Ying Chuanlin turned his gloomy eyes and shouted coldly: "You bastard, stop being so arrogant and risk your life!"
With that said, he drew out his long sword and flew forward.
