Martial Cultivator

As early as before the siege was completely over, a carriage slowly left the city and headed somewhere outside the capital of God. The horseman driving the carriage was full of blood. It was obvious that he was a very great warrior, so there was no need to What are you worried about, not to mention that the place the carriage is going to is not very far. It only took more than an hour to reach the foot of a mountain.

Then the carriage stopped, the curtain of the carriage was opened, and a figure hidden in a black robe walked out. The coachman respectfully handed over a lantern. After the man took it, he walked silently towards the mountain road. Go.

The groom did not follow, but just stood by the carriage, stroking the mane of the horse beside him.

That mountain is not high, but it is extremely famous in the city of gods. The reason for its fame is not the mountain itself, but the nunnery on the mountain.

The nunnery is called Qingxin Nunnery, and there are many nuns living in the nunnery...

To be precise, it should be many women who have seen through the world and come from noble families to become monks here.

Many monks here were very noble before they became monks, so even after they became monks, they lived a very comfortable life.

Perhaps because of their extraordinary backgrounds, the nuns in the nunnery all appear to be well-educated, so it is not difficult to serve them, but there are exceptions to everything.

There is an old nun in the nunnery who is notoriously difficult to take care of. Speaking more carefully, the old nun is not that old, but she always has a straight face, so she looks very old. Her temper is also very weird. Therefore no little nun wanted to serve her.

But her status is really special, and no one dares to do anything to her.

It was late at night, and the lights in the nunnery had been turned off long ago, but one of the Zen rooms was always on. The candles made of the Mermaid Tears sent from Beihai were far better than ordinary candles, and could illuminate the entire Zen room.

There was a little nun squatting at the door. The little nun was trying her best to pinch her arm to prevent herself from falling asleep.

It's just that it's already midnight, and she didn't sleep much during the day. At this moment, she can't open her eyes.

While she was in a daze, she saw a figure walking towards her. Just as she was about to say a warning, the man waved lightly, and the little nun fell down.

Then the man pushed open the door and entered.

The old nun sitting on the futon narrowed her eyes slightly and looked at the person.

But no words were spoken.

The visitor slowly sat cross-legged on the futon opposite the old nun, then took off his black robe, revealing his face.

"I've met my aunt."

Everyone in the nunnery knows that the old nun is the sister of the current empress, the daughter of the general who took office, and a true relative of the emperor. However, because of some old things, she had already arrived here when His Majesty the Emperor ascended the throne. After becoming a monk for more than ten years, I rarely left this Qingxin nunnery.

The last time she left this Qingxin Temple was the day the Queen died, but she never left here again after that.

Since she has such status, there are not many people who can call her aunt.

There can only be four people in total, the three princes of His Majesty the Emperor, plus Chen Chao.

Chen Chao will definitely not come, nor will he speak like this, then there will only be those three princes.

So who is the person in front of you?

The old nun sneered, "How can I afford someone like you named Chen to call me aunt?"

Perhaps because of the break with the queen, the old nun didn't have a good impression of the princes.

The visitor smiled and said, "Since you are the queen's sister, you are naturally your aunt. No matter what you say, there is no way to change this kind of thing."

The old nun snorted coldly, "Do you think she really thinks I'm her sister?"

There was a lot of resentment in the old nun's words, and she didn't hide it at all.

The visitor said, "The queen naturally considers her aunt and her sister. Blood is thicker than water. They are connected by blood. How can we separate them?"

The old nun sneered, "She only has that dead girl in her heart!"

The visitor thought for a while, nodded and said, "Indeed, compared to her, my aunt should be the one who is close to her. The queen mother did make a mistake in this regard."

The old nun's expression softened slightly, but she still said in a cold voice, "It's hard to tell what happened back then. She and that dead girl are both dead."

"But her child is still alive."

The visitor stared at the old nun and said seriously, "My aunt must have heard about how my father treated him."

Mentioning Chen Chao, the old nun's eyes flashed with murderous intent, but at the same time she sneered, "I think she must have told your father before she died. How could your father do something to him if he obeyed her words so much?" What, I heard that not only was he given the right to bear the sword, but he also took out the thousand-year-old stone. I’m afraid he didn’t treat his own son well enough for that bastard.”

The visitor nodded and said, "I don't know why, but my father does treat him differently, maybe because of guilt?"

The old nun sneered and said nothing.

"My father doesn't like us, maybe because we are completely different from what he wants, but my father likes him so much that he wants to give everything to him. This is a bit too much."

The visitor sighed, "After all, my son is not as good as my nephew."

"It's pitiful, it's pitiful."

The old nun sneered, "I was born into the best family in the world, yet I am so pitiful."

The visitor said, "It's okay for my father to give him something, but my father is about to give him his country."

The old nun frowned and said, "Has he lost his head?"

The visitor smiled bitterly and said, "Father, I always act arbitrarily. I don't care about this. I just do whatever I like."

"It's ridiculous. He has been sitting on the throne for more than ten years without leaving it to his son, but he wants to give it back. Is there such a ridiculous thing in the world?"

The old nun said angrily, "If you didn't want it all along, why did you rob it in the first place? Why not just wait for them to come and kill your whole family?"

In that war, she did many things that were beneficial to His Majesty the current Emperor. The reason is very simple, because her closest sister,

It's his princess.

But the process was not easy, and many people died before we finally got it done.

It may not be said that she has half the credit for winning this world, but at least she has made many contributions.

But now she actually heard that he was going to give the world away again, that would be fine if it was someone else, but it was the son of that dead girl.

The old nun was very angry. She didn't want to see such a situation.

"I'm going to kill him."

The old nun stood up and wanted to leave here, go to the capital of God to find the young man, and then kill him.

The visitor sighed, "I sent people to kill him tonight, but they failed."

The old nun cursed, "Trash."

The visitor said helplessly, "I don't have many cards in my hand. I can't use Fang Wai's monks at this moment, or even use them at all. My father can tolerate what they do, but he will never allow us to involve Fang Wai." , If this matter is known to the emperor, then all ideas will not work. "

"He is very strong, a bit ridiculously strong. I sent five or six killers from the other shore realm and a bunch of killers from the Bitter Sea Realm, but they couldn't kill him. Even my aunt couldn't kill him even if I thought about it."

The visitor said, "When I failed, I understood the truth. It is impossible to kill him in secret."

The old nun said, "Since you can't kill him secretly and he won't kill him, what else can you do?"

The visitor shook his head and said, "If I don't know my father, I will definitely not kill him."

Having said this, the visitor paused, and then said very seriously, "I think my father will kill him."

The old nun looked at the person and said nothing for a while. She didn't quite understand what he meant.

"My father can not kill him now because everything is under his control. When things get out of my father's control one day, it will not be my father's decision to kill him or not. My father has always I don’t know what his sons are thinking, but as my father’s son, how can I not know what kind of person my father is.”

"He wants to be an emperor that has never been seen in history books. He wants to surpass the previous emperors of Liang Dynasty. He wants to be the most amazing emperor in human history."

"For this matter, he can keep him alive, he can even use him, he can protect him, he can give the world to him, but I just want to tell my father, if he wants to be such an emperor, the world will not give it to him. He must be killed.”

The visitor took a deep breath and said seriously, "Auntie, I know that my father wants to be that kind of emperor. Between him and us sons, he will definitely abandon us sons, but I also want to let him." He knew that between the emperor who had done that and him, he could only choose to abandon him. "

"I want my father to kill him with his own hands."

The visitor looked at the old nun in front of him and said, "I need your help."

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…

Song Lian looked at Li Heng for a long time, and finally withdrew his foot. He knew very well that the Eunuch Li in front of him was not an ordinary servant, but a high-level monk.

Set foot and forget your worries.

Even though Song Lian was a martial artist at the peak of his energy and blood, he was still no match for him.

So at this moment, he can only choose to compromise, because he knows that even if he doesn't want to, he can only do this.

Many times, people have to bow their heads, whether actively or passively.

Li Heng looked at Song Lian in front of him and said with emotion, "It makes Commander Song hold a grudge."

Song Lian didn't say anything else, just asked, "Will he die?"

Li Heng thought for a while, shook his head and said, "It's hard to say, but I think that people like him will not die easily."

Song Lian asked, "Eunuch Li, can I see him again?"

Li Heng still shook his head, "I don't know either, but I think if he is unwilling to come out to see people again, then no one will find him again."

Song Lian thought for a while and said, "This seems to be a good choice."

Li Heng said, "In the days to come, Commander Song will just sit back and think about his past. There must be an explanation, whether it is to the right guard or to His Majesty."

Song Lian nodded and said nothing more.

Ye Dayuan struggled to get up, and just as he was about to speak, Li Heng looked at the commander of the right guard and asked softly, "Commander Ye, do you have anything else to say?"

Ye Dayuan was startled, looking at the head of the chamberlain, and was silent for a long time.

Even if Li Heng said that he did not represent the will of His Majesty the Emperor, since he is here and since he is the most effective leader of the chamberlains, it is hard to say whether he represents the will of His Majesty.

"I will give a memorial to His Majesty explaining what happened today."

After thinking for a long time, Ye Dayuan finally spoke.

Li Heng smiled and said nothing.

Then he held the lantern and left slowly.

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The city of Shendu was too big, and the officials of Zuowei couldn't actually disturb too many places. After Song Lian asked all the officials from Zuowei to go back, it became even quieter.

But the quietest thing is probably the elegant courtyard.

Earlier, a young man knocked on the door and entered the house. After a while, the whole courtyard became quiet.

The moonlight was good at the moment, the bright moonlight was shining, and many corpses could be seen in the small courtyard.

The blood was flowing slowly, but without sound. It gathered in a low place and then slowly accumulated.

It looks a little bloody.

There was a young man in black on the roof, and he dropped a head casually. The head rolled along the green tiles, and the sound was clear, but no one could hear it. Finally, the head fell into the pool in the yard, and the sound was loud and clear. There were a lot of waves.

It also shocked the fish swimming around.

The young man took out a jug of wine and drank alone under the moonlight. It should have been a very elegant thing, especially in such an elegant courtyard.

But it seemed very lonely at the moment.

The young man took a sip of wine and laughed at himself, "It's not interesting."