The emperor is angry, bleeding and drifting
Under the bloody suppression of the inner court, Luo Jing was completely quiet within three days.
The price was the death of nearly a hundred officials, big and small.
In the post house, looking at the panicked pedestrians on the street, Cheng Xiaokai sighed, "It seems that your Majesty, who has been wise for a long time, has now lost his sense of proportion."
"It's too normal," Chen Qingshuang said lightly. "The Great Zhou Dynasty is in a state of turmoil now. It is the time to use harsh punishments. These people may not have any bad intentions, but their actions can easily induce civil unrest. There is nothing wrong with the emperor doing this."
"After all, he doesn't have time to sort out who among these ministers is loyal and who has different intentions."
"As for you, why are you staying in Luojing?"
"Wait for someone," Cheng Xiaokai said with a smile, "Wait for someone to come to the door."
"Who?" Chen Qingshuang asked doubtfully, "Uncle, why are you so anxious? You'll find out when the others arrive?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a boy asked quietly outside the door.
"Mr. Cheng, we have a visitor."
Cheng Xiaokai suddenly chuckled, "Here. Not coming?"
"Let him in"
Following a burst of gentle footsteps, Ye Xueyan pushed open Cheng Xiaokai's door.
Chen Qingshuang, Cheng Xiaokai were all stunned.
Chen Qingshuang asked doubtfully, "Is this the person you are waiting for?"
Cheng Xiaokai scratched his head, "No... but judging from her attire, she should have something to do with that person."
"Department of Evil Suppression?"
"Yes"
Ye Xueyan frowned and listened to the whispers of the two, and spoke first, "I have met two high-ranking disciples of Tianji Tower, the little girl Ye Xueyan, a Xuan-level clerk in the Department of Evil Suppression, and I came here to inquire about something."
"Sit down first," Cheng Xiaokai said with a smile, "I should know the reason for your visit. The same surname is Ye. You want to ask about Ye Wuyou's whereabouts, right?"
Ye Xueyan nodded, "Please let me know."
"He is fine. He is currently recuperating in Wanhua Valley. Miracle doctor Liu Chaochao is taking care of him." Cheng Xiaokai did not hide anything and informed him on the spot. Seeing Ye Xueyan's frightened and angry expression, he added, "There is nothing you and I can do about the person who hurt him." No, so calm down first.”
"I have something to ask you."
"Please tell me," Ye Xueyan suppressed her anger and said
"Who asked you to come look for me?" Cheng Xiaokai asked curiously
"Although I am staying at an official inn, my identity is not something that a Xuan-level officer of your Evil Suppression Department can know."
"It was my director of the Suppression of Evil Department, Mu, who asked the little girl to come look for you," Ye Xueyan said calmly.
"Then what if I don't see you?" Cheng Xiaokai asked with interest
The next moment
bass
A sword cry
A willow leaf came suddenly without wind, and then stopped right between Cheng Xiaokai's eyebrows.
Ye Xueyan was shocked
Cheng Xiaokai's face twitched
"Okay, okay, old sword master, you are really good at using the big to bully the small."
Phew~
The wind started blowing inside the house, and in a blink of an eye, an old figure suddenly appeared
Mu Chengyun stepped forward, stood with his hands behind his back, and said calmly, "What if you bully others with your strength?"
"Xueyan is not my relative, but she is my relative. If you are still scorning me in front of me, do you really think that I am dead?"
Cheng Xiaokai chuckled and said, "How dare I do this? When people in the world saw Xiao Tieyi from Jianmen Mountain ascending to the Sword Saint without the holy throne, they thought you were dead, but I know very well that the sword you placed in your sword tomb is still It’s as clean as new”
Mu Chengyun raised his eyebrows slightly, "Have you ever visited my tomb?"
Cheng Xiaokai smiled dryly and explained, "Hey hey hey...don't you want to confirm the news?"
Mu Chengyun turned to Chen Qingshuang and sneered, "You are quite prepared. When you let this little girl come, do you plan to be polite first and then attack?"
Chen Qingshuang's eyes were blank, wondering what the plans of his escapist nephew were.
Cheng Xiaokai hurriedly explained, "Farewell, please don't misunderstand me. This is my uncle who came from this world to protect me. As for my purpose of coming..."
Cheng Xiaokai straightened his expression and said solemnly, "I would like to ask the old sword master to give me a sword."
Mu Chengyun's expression changed, his eyes were distant, and his wordless attitude made Cheng Xiaoxin feel uneasy.
After a long while, Mu Chengyun said calmly, "When?"
"Three months later," Cheng Xiaokai said solemnly, "Three months later, thousands of stars will form in the sky, and the nine holy lands will attack the sky demon."
"But at that time, all the half-saints, except the Book Sage who needed to restrain the Demon Emperor, were all in the great formation."
"So, I need you to strike with a sword."
"Are you facing that thing?" Mu Chengyun looked at the cracks in the sky and said calmly.
"Ran Ye"
"Okay, bring it." Mu Chengyun squinted and glanced at Cheng Xiaokai
His eyes flashed wide open, his whole body trembled involuntarily, and he laughed dryly and said, "What are you taking...what are you taking?"
"You dug up my grave, what do you want to take?" Mu Chengyun said calmly.
Cheng Xiaokai said with an embarrassed face, "Ahem, cough...I didn't dig it...I just used some small tricks...to take it out..."
"Senior, this is your sword"
After saying this, Cheng Xiaokai took out a three-foot sheathed long sword from his treasure bag.
The scabbard is black and tinged with coldness, and the sword body is straight and has no sword bars, making the scabbard and the sword hilt blend into one, but no one would think it was a wooden stick.
Because there is a scarlet blood line running through the sword body and hilt
It is also because of this sword that it is named Fushen. It is the sword of the former swordsman Mu Chengyun.
Mu Chengyun took the long sword and stroked the restless blade sadly.
"Sorry for keeping you waiting."
The sword is hidden in its scabbard, and it sings in the calm wind, seeming to carry a sense of grievance.
Smells everything without hurting one's mind
bass
The long sword popped out of the scabbard. The blade was as bright as new. Only at the tip of the sword, a drop of scarlet blood flickered quietly.
Under the skylight, the blood droplets seemed to have just been dripped, and they were shining with a faint water.
Cheng Xiaokai looked at the sword in confusion, "This drop of blood..."
"Why are you asking so much?" Mu Chengyun said calmly. "The things have been delivered and the conversation has been finished. Is there anything else?"
"It's gone, it's gone!" Cheng Xiaokai said hurriedly, "Then you go ahead and leave first."
After saying that, Cheng Xiaokai pulled his uncle's sleeves and walked out of the room, and then closed the door thoughtfully.
Chen Qingshuang looked at her with contempt in her eyes
The two of them went downstairs to check out, paid another day's room fee, and left quietly.
Cheng Xiaokai looked at Chen Qingshuang's eyes and said helplessly, "Uncle Master, don't laugh at me. You saw the famous sword rise and fall, and you still don't know the identity of that person?"
"Sword Master?" Chen Qingshuang said lightly, "The Sword Master of the past made you afraid of being like this... Bah"
"Oh, my uncle, you said it easily. Then you know his strength. Even though you are in the semi-saint realm, uncle, even though you have not achieved the sainthood, your strength is not weaker than the others."
"But this one is different. You didn't pick it because the Book Sage was in front of you and you couldn't pick it."
"He didn't take it off because he didn't want this holy throne... Back then, he cut the air with his sword, and the terrifying sword energy filled the nine provinces. He couldn't see the light of day for three breaths, but only his sword energy could be seen."
"What's more, Uncle Master, have you seen the drop of blood on the tip of his sword?"
Chen Qingshuang frowned, "I saw it. The aura is noble and domineering, not like human blood. Do you know where it came from?"
Cheng Xiaokai sighed, "Uncle, please recall the aura of the person who almost beat Ye Wuyou to death. Is there anything similar to the aura of this drop of blood?"
