The bitter day is short, leaving the building, pulling out a long white light in the night.

If someone looks at the sky, they will definitely see it very clearly.

Emperor Yanling, who came back to the Imperial Palace shortly after he went downstairs, did not sleep after returning to the palace. In fact, he could not fall asleep before the curtain fell on this night.

Standing in front of the imperial library, someone reported everything that happened tonight to him. When the man mentioned that Wang Zhizhang, the Minister of the Ministry of punishment, arbitrarily transferred the three sacrificial offerings of the Ministry of punishment to the side of the alley, the emperor of Yanling said without expression, "the intention is that Wang Zhizhang, the Minister of the Ministry of punishment, is old and old. He will resign and return to his hometown. His servant, Guan Bai, has worked hard and will be in charge of the Ministry of punishment from tomorrow. This will be announced at the time of the court meeting. Tonight, I will ask the officials of the Ministry of rites to prepare for it. I will watch Guan Baixia change into his official uniform at the time of tomorrow's court meeting. "

After a few words, he decided the official career of a court official. Apart from this, there would be no one else. As for whether the Minister of punishment is really old or not, no one will really care. There is no fake school behind Yanling, but in Luoyang City, the emperor's words always come much faster than the will of those schools.

"I stand in this Luoyang City. Even the gentlemen of the academy should listen to my thoughts."

It's not a big voice, but it happens to make people around you hear it.

The man bowed down to fulfill his Majesty's will, but as soon as he looked up, he saw a white light across the sky. He was stunned, and then only for a moment saw his majesty, who was also looking up.

The Yanling emperor burst into laughter, full of joy.

The swordsmen can't even see how they fight each other.

A sword from Mr. Li changgu is enough.

This sword represents the attitude of Mr. changgu and the attitude of Luoyang City.

What's more, his attitude towards Yanling emperor!

White light across the night, dragging a long trace to the top of Wang Yanqing's small courtyard.

The blind scholar, who had been sitting at the stone table in the courtyard, looked up, and then said with a smile, "it turns out that you are really in Luoyang."

The blind scholar could not see the sword, but could feel the sword spirit.

That sword has a smell.

What's the smell?

It was about the same as the poems he had read before.

Zhongzheng is peaceful, only a real gentleman.

Wang Yanqing admired the real gentleman most and hated the hypocrite most.

I'm very lucky to meet one in Luoyang.

In the alley, while the hunchback old man beat the jade bowl away, ye Shengge vomited a mouthful of blood. At the moment when everyone thought that the Taoist priest would die, the hunchback old man suddenly turned his head and looked into the distance.

The picture moved to him in a moment.

People don't know why.

Only Li Fuyao felt the sword spirit first.

It has nothing to do with cultivation. It just comes from that he is not only a swordsman, but also because the man who made the sword told him before he took out the sword.

There is a sword between heaven and earth.

As they approached the lane, the three sacrificial officers finally felt the increasingly fierce sword spirit.

It's a terrible thing.

More than the hunchback old man did before.

The three worshippers of the Ministry of punishment looked at each other's eyes, and they all saw the horror in each other's eyes. The appearance of a swordsman in the sword spirit state in Luoyang city is a mystery. Why is there another swordsman now.

But judging from this sword spirit, it should be better than Li Fuyao, who once once hurt a monk in the green silk realm, or even the scholar monk in the twilight state!

Are there really many backers in Luoyang?

It's no wonder that the emperor's attitude towards the academy is far less humble than that of previous emperors. The reason is that his Majesty's cards are beyond everyone's imagination.

Li Fu shakes his head to look forward to the sword, while ye Shengge is waiting for the sword with a strange look, while Cheng Yusheng looks at the hunchback old man in a daze.

The sword was aimed at the old man all the time, so others would not feel uncomfortable even if they felt the sword spirit. However, the hunchback old man who was in the first place of the sword moved the painting scroll to his body, and he still put his heart and soul on the sword. Now he does not dare to think whether ye Shengge will attack suddenly at this time.

The power of this sword, even he, is not sure that he can take it.

There are swordsmen in Luoyang, he knows.

The scholar who betrayed himself from the school in zhuxinglou turned to practicing sword in those years. When he left the school, he was in the twilight of the day. Now he has passed at least one year. If he doesn't take a step forward, Thaksin.

After all, the man was trapped in the tower.

If it was a step or two forward, he believed it.That man's talent was still among the top three among the contemporaries.

What's more, when he was young, he was walking up the Jingkou mountain and entering the school palace.

When he was at the school, the hunchback old man was just a stupid student.

All in all, they went to the same school in the same year.

Therefore, before the sword reached him, he recognized that it must have been from him.

This is how the man reads and practices his sword.

Always in peace.

It's hard to know.

Once upon a time, he thought of him with a sneer.

But he put out a sword tonight, and the sword tore open the forbidden system arranged by the Academy in the tower of picking stars.

Unheard of.

A moment later, the white light came to the lane, and people could see that it was not a person, but a sword.

It looks like an ordinary iron sword, but it is full of sword spirit.

The three Ministry of punishment worshipped each other.

It turned out that his Majesty's cards were much higher than he thought.

The old man had no expression.

The sword stabbed at the old man.

Li Fuyao's voice sounded in his ear, "watch."

The sword in the alley was full of vitality

the bitter day was short and was almost to his chest. The hunchback old man gritted his teeth and looked at the sword, "Li changgu, do you really want to bully your teacher and destroy your ancestors? Don't you want to go to school

The iron sword, as always.

Just a moment after meeting the picture scroll in front of the hunchback old man, the black-and-white scroll was punctured.

Stop for a moment in front of the hunchback old man.

He snapped, "Li changgu!"

Still "leisurely" bitter day is short, forward and forward, a sword through the heart!

This morning and evening school monk was stabbed in the chest with a sword.

The picture tumbled down from the air.

The hunchback old man's face was unbelievable.

But it can only fall down.

Life is cut off.

It's just a sword.

After a sword, the bitter day is short and flies back, and it soon disappears.

Li Fu shakes the sword back into its sheath.

The whole alley was dead silent.

Outside the lane, the lights were bright and a lot of Beatles arrived.

Start cleaning up the mess.

But none of them went to see daozhong and Li Fuyao. They were dragging the corpses. A tall armored beetle cut off Jia Qing's head by pulling a knife as he passed by the carriage.

This scene was seen by the three Ministry of punishment. Only now did they understand that his majesty had taken a step forward.

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