Silver Overlord

In the distant sky, an electric light cut through the dense, ink-like clouds in the sky. The sky and the sky suddenly lighted up. After a while, the thunderous thunder came from a distance ...

Hearing the thunder, the crowds on the streets of Emperor Jingcheng were speeding up. At this time, in the evening, most of the busy people in the Emperor City had already returned home, ready to eat one. Hot dinner, shops on both sides of the street, except for a few inn restaurants are still open, most of the other shops have been closed, the crowd on the street was a little sparse, seeing it was going to rain, the street Fewer people.

Today, March 19th of the 16th year of Yuan Dynasty, the Han Empire, is the day when Yan Liqiang started his hands.

Yan Liqiang was sitting on a chariot in a newspaper office, squinting, squinting, watching the streets of the imperial capital in front of him, and his heart was calm. Occasionally, a gorgeous chariot drove fast from the carriage where Yan Liqiang was sitting. However, among the gorgeous four-wheeled carriages, there are also several boutiques produced by the manufacturing bureau. In the past two years, many of the four-wheeled carriages produced by the manufacturing bureau have been sent to the Gyeonggi region, especially in the Imperial City. Senior officials There are many nobles. Thousands of silvers are naturally a large price in the eyes of ordinary people, but in the eyes of those wealthy families, this is nothing. It may be the price of a meal or the price of a furnishing at home. As an example, a senior official in the Imperial City is noble and naturally eager to follow suit, ordering four-wheeled carriages one by one from the Manufacturing Bureau. Of course, among the four-wheeled carriages carrying passengers, there are also a lot of copycats. Don't lie under the rafters to see the spring shock absorbers on the carriage chassis. Most people really can't see the difference between those carriages.

The restaurant restaurant on the street is still open. When the sky suddenly darkens, the lanterns are hung at the door!

Some shops are already snoring, and they are installing the movable door panels one by one.

The intersecting veterans met and walked into the signposted tavern ...

There is a woman who scolds a crying child while walking ...

And the old man who took out the dumplings and dumped the coal-saving coal ash into the street garbage dump ...

The wealthy people on both sides of the street, Zhumenyujie, the courtyard is deep, and the shade of trees is exuding from the high courtyard wall, showing the rich atmosphere, ordinary people are crowded in the narrow alleys and lanes. The smoke in the chimney on the roof was the time to make a fire.

This is life. After one year, everything in front of you, whether it is a high-rise building or a small courtyard, must be turned into fly ash.

The inconspicuous chariot is slowly moving in the streets of the Imperial City. The carriage is also an inconspicuous person, so no one cares at all ...

After a few thunders, a moment of effort, a rain of heavy beans crackled down from the sky, the sky became darker, the street was a mist of water vapor, and fewer pedestrians on the street ...

Unconsciously, the carriage drove to an intersection, stopped under the eaves of a flag house on the side of the road, and the driver of the bus knocked on the carriage, reminding Yan Liqiang in the carriage, "Suzaku Avenue is in front ... "

"Well, I'm off here ..." Yan Liqiang answered in the carriage, then wore a robe, a bucket hat, and a big wooden box with a long bow on his back, and got out of the carriage.

The carriage continued forward, while Yan Liqiang braved the rain and walked directly into a dark alley next to him.

The heavy rain gradually poured, the sky and the earth were completely dark, only the flashing light would make the sky and the earth white in a blink of an eye, and the thunderous thunder kept coming from the sky. Yan Liqiang was carrying a large wooden box with a long bow, walking in In the alley in the Imperial City, approaching the Sansheng Temple. Occasionally, I met people in the alley, and both sides passed by in a hurry. The big wooden box that Yan Liqiang was carrying was also like everyone else. I haven't seen the same thing. In the past two days, there have been more people who pawned at the center of the capital and changed their properties. People who carry a large wooden box on their bodies are not strange.

Just less than a kilometer from Sansheng Temple, Yan Liqiang had just turned into a remote alley, and the two figures stopped in front of Yan Liqiang.

"Brother, what are you carrying on your back? Let's borrow our brothers to see how ..."

A flash of light flashed in the sky, dazzling the inexorable complexion in front of Yan Liqiang and the dagger in his hand.

The two little punks had a trace of disgust on their faces, like the wild dog that saw the prey, and looked at the big wooden box that Yan Liqiang and Yan Liqiang were carrying on their backs with bad intentions.

It is impossible for Yan Liqiang to predict such an accident.

"Two people, I carry a little worthless thing on my back, we can all go our separate ways ..."

"Small nonsense, our brothers met you today, but you are unlucky. You left your money bag and the contents on your back unconsciously. Those who do n’t know how to do it are not for you. … "The baffle in front of Yan Liqiang sneered, winking, and the two bumbles forced him towards him.

Yan Liqiang looked around, and now the rain was pouring and no one was within 100 meters of this alley. Since they are trying to die, don't blame yourself.

When approaching Yan Liqiang more than one meter away, the two punks rushed towards Yan Liqiang at the same time ...

A lightning flashed across the sky, and the sky suddenly turned white ...

Yan Liqiang's figure had disappeared in the alley. The two slobbers, blood spit at the corners of their mouths, looked at each other with their eyes widened, and looked immaculately. Their daggers were inserted into each other's heart, With a single death, he was so entangled and fell to the ground. Even if the death scene was seen by the imprisonment of the imperial capital, I was afraid that it would be two mixed up. Such a small person will die when he dies, as long as there is a reason, as long as there is no adult question, who cares about how these two people die ...

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A few minutes later, Yan Liqiang had quietly arrived in the backyard of the Sansheng Temple and stood under the high three-sacred tower.

At this time, it was during the evening classes of the monks in Sansheng Temple. In the backyard, the sound of chanting from the Buddhist temple in the front yard could be heard, but there was no crowd in the backyard. This backyard Among the three holy pagodas, there are usually no crowds, and they are only rarely opened. In this tower, there are some Buddha statues, as well as the relic ashes of monks in the temple.

At the moment when the electric light between the heavens and the earth lit up again in the dark, Yan Liqiang's body was like a ghost, under the shade of a tree, and jumped lightningly on the second floor of the three holy towers. A window, the whole person slid in, then closed the window again, the whole process was completed in less than half a second.

When he came to the tower, Yan Liqiang went up from the second floor to the top floor. Then he took off his robe, opened the wooden box, took out the horn bow and the arrow of the god, and slightly opened the window on the top of the tower, just like a hunter. Like the hunters, watching the street from the Royal Palace to Suzaku Avenue more than 700 meters away quietly, began to calmly adjust their breathing, waiting for Lin Qingtian's convoy to appear.

There are shops on both sides of Suzaku Avenue. At this time, most of those shops are closed, and the streets are sparsely populated.

The more things approach, the more calm Yan Yanqiang becomes.

After Yan Liqiang quietly waited in the tower for more than two hours, a team of convoys and horses appeared under the Bright Place on Suzaku Street.

In front of the convoy was a full 50 guards, and the cavalry was followed by a full set of prime minister honors, even if it was pouring rain and it was dark, but those honors were meticulous and majestic. A gorgeous black carriage was in the convoy. In the middle, behind the carriage, there were also 50 guards.

Yan Liqiang moved his finger, gently pushed open the window at the top of the tower, and took the four arrows of the gods in his hands.

Yan Liqiang waited quietly, waiting for the car to approach the middle of Suzaku Street.

The team walked on Suzaku Avenue in an unhurried manner, getting closer and closer to the position where Yan Liqiang was about to start. Just when Yan Liqiang took the bow, took a deep breath, and was about to start ...

Once again between heaven and earth, a thunderous thunder came, Yan Liqiang's eyes widened violently, and I leaned in, Yan Liqiang almost screamed, because at this moment, he found that on Suzaku Avenue, Lin Qing There is already one more person in front of the team of the sky. The man is wearing a white coat with a strange golden mask on his face, standing in the middle of Suzaku Avenue, blocking the front of the team of Lin Qingtian, with Yan Liqiang's eyesight At that moment, UU reading www.uukanshu.com did not see how the person came out.

The man also held a sword in one hand, the long sword was lowered, while the other hand was holding two heads. Because of the perspective, Yan Liqiang could not see the one in the man's hand. The faces of the two heads looked at the convoy approaching so calmly.

The wind and rain in the sky fell to the side of the person, as if separated by an invisible hand, but it fell behind the person in front of him, and the white clothes on that person's body did not touch the rain and flutter. To be immortal ...

Even if he looked at it from a distance, Yan Liqiang could feel the momentum of the white man. The person just stood there and felt like a mountain standing there ...

"The law of crickets ..." There was still a hundred meters away from the man in white. The horses guarded by Lin Qingtian's team were in a commotion. One of the horses was screaming, but they just stepped on the spot and let the guards scold them. , Those rhinoceros and horses just dared not come forward, but backed out, as if there was something terrible in front of them ...

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ps: Tigers are in poor condition these two days, the update is slower, please forgive me!