Walk across Shifang Bridge, follow West Street to Yaozhonglou Square, turn left and get the street in front of the gate.

The "front of the gate" on the street in front of the gate refers to the Tianyang Gate, the south gate of the imperial court. Most ceremonies, ceremonies and announcements basically start from the Tianyang Gate. Therefore, the Tianyang Gate is also regarded as the main gate of the imperial court and a symbol of the court. The vast majority of people in Yanjing’s impression of power is that of the magnificent and noble Tianyang Gate.

As the sword slides, Leyu stepped into the street in front of the door. The first thing that came into his eyes was the bright red trees on both sides of the street, with silver flowers growing on the branches. Even if there were no street lights, this kind of shining plant was enough to illuminate the entire street.

The fire trees and silver flowers that should have only grown by the river were transplanted to the street in front of the door, and there is no need to mention the cost. Even the "Huoyinsi" under the Ministry of Works specializes in maintaining these plants. However, even if the court is in trouble, no one would propose to cut off the Fire Yinsi. When your eyes look at the shining fire trees and silver flowers, you will see the magnificent Tianyang Gate at the end, and the ancient and heavy Yaozhong Tower behind it, you will feel that the history of 2,000 years of shining history is directly covered in your face. The eyes of ordinary people are filled with tears, the youth are full of passion, and the heroes are full of ambitions... I don’t know how many shining heroes are standing on the street in front of the door to find their own life goals.

Not all gorgeousness is embellishment, and there are always some immortality that requires rituals to be reflected.

Entering the imperial court, walking the street in front of the door is the fastest road. Leyu looked east and found that the night had begun to fade, and the blue pioneers of dawn quietly occupied the edge of the sky.

There is not much time left for him.

Sliding along the street in front of the door, Leyu found that there were many people kneeling under the fire trees and silver flowers. They faced the sun, touched the ground with their foreheads, and lined up in two rows on both sides of the street. It seemed that they had been kneeling for a night. Some had already fallen asleep on their knees, but more people kept kowtowing their heads with red eyes, waiting for tomorrow's arrival with hope.

Not only because there are rebels outside attacking the city, but also because the people are eager for real stability. It is not that Huiyao people should not understand. What is the matter of ordinary people in the new emperor's ascension to the throne? However, Huiyao Emperor is not only the ruler, but also the last line of defense for this country, a sharp blade hanging upside down on everyone's heads. When the emperor is in power, the holy sword is in the air, whether it is officials, warriors, nobles, or aristocrats, they will at least be afraid of Feng Han of the Holy Sword and dare not indulge in their own brilliance. Even Bai Ye dares to act in secret.

The throne was suspended for two years, which directly triggered large-scale riots and independence in the outer areas, backlight organizations flocked to the rise, statistics department rose, saving the country and relieving difficulties would launch monster changes... Perhaps the change is an inevitable result, disasters and chaos are the spiral of history, and the accumulated contradictions will erupt sooner or later, but people are creatures who yearn for stability. They would rather return to the peaceful old world that has not changed for thousands of years than take the initiative to enter a turbulent era.

People long for a new emperor, people long for a new emperor to burn out, and people long for a new emperor to continue the era.

Under the side view of countless people, Leyu walked through the streets of fire trees and silver flowers and stopped in the middle of the street in front of the door.

Just like the tombstones of the brocade warriors stood in the middle of the street, silently blocking the road to the street in front of the door. At the same time, the brocade warriors walked out of the alleys and alleys, surrounding the music without missing a gap.

"You should be the last Jinwu Guard in the imperial court." Leyu said: "Ling Jiangli sent you all out? Is he really afraid of something wrong?"

The instant destruction!

Leyu couldn't help but look back at the towering Yaozhong Tower behind him, but the next second, a gun bomb exploded the floor of his heel, and the bursting aftermath pushed Leyu's sword boots to continue sliding forward.

"With us here, can you still be affected?"

At the top of the Yaozhong Tower, at the center of the huge circular clock, a long gun woven with dark blue butterfly wing pattern stretched out quietly. Behind the center of the circle is the repair room of Yaozhong Tower. At this time, Ning Xinyuan's whole body was lying on the ground of the repair room, with her eyes, sight, and target three points and one line, her breathing and heartbeat were faint and near, and her whole person seemed to have turned into a dead instant destruction fort!

Next to Ning Xinyuan, Yan Yi used a monocular telescope to observe the movement of the street in front of the door and said, "Jianji Noodle Store Sign, bottom five, right three."

Bang!

"The signboard of Annan Study, the lower four, the left four."

Bang!

"Ju-go downstairs sign, next one, left one."

Bang!

"The plaque of all times shines brightly, the next five."

Ning Xinyuan didn't shoot, Yan Yi tskated: "I didn't ask you to shoot him, you can shoot the floor at his feet. Why doesn't he leave yet? Don't you believe us?"

While speaking, whirlpools of lightning suddenly popped up in Yan Yi's body, and he jumped back gently, crossed the entire repair room like a thunder fox, and just pinched the neck of the Jinyi warrior who was about to come in and pressed it to the ground. He gently punched the Jinyi warrior and knocked it out.

She returned to the position of her observation hand, stared through the monoculars at the red-haired man who was waving at them, and laughed softly, "Let's go, we are here to keep you safe all the way."

Leyu stopped and waved, slid his sword boots hard, and charged towards Tianyang Gate without any scruples.

Anyone who wants to rush out to stop Leyu on the way will be penetrated by the deadly instant shot of the soul-chasing soul-chasing fire.

Just a long gun, one instantly destroyed, is enough to suppress the long street for ten miles, and no one dares to move!

Just in front of the Jinwu Guard, Yue Yu was like entering a no-man and passing through the street in front of the gate, only one step away from the imperial court!

In front of Tianyang Gate is the statue square of Emperor Gaozu. The young and handsome Emperor Huiyao, facing the imperial court, faces the south, leaning on the holy sword Huiyao with both hands, with a proud and uplifting expression and compassionate eyes. It is said that it is a statue built during the reign of Emperor Taizong. It has been repaired over the years and has been overlooking the world for two thousand years.

At this time, Leyu finally stopped. He was not shocked by the statue of Emperor Gaozu, nor because the closed Tianyang Gate suddenly opened, but because a person walked out of the Tianyang Gate.

An old man.

An old man wearing a long gold silk robe, long silver hair, red boots and tassels, and straight waist.

Leyu silently removed the blade component, fearless, and walked towards the old man step by step. The closer he got, the more nervous he became, the muscles of his body were tense, his hands were scattered, and thousands of duel tactics flew through his mind.

However, no tactic can achieve a 1% winning rate.

Under this huge combat power gap, all tricks are just bubbles that are about to break, and all skills are like the funny meow fist of a child.

The distance between the two sides is twenty meters, ten meters, and five meters.

Finally, Leyu and the old man face to face.

The next second, the old man passed by Le Yu, completely ignored the red-haired white snowman, and strided hard to move towards the distance.

Leyu stood there for three seconds and suddenly turned around and looked at the old man: "Principal, where are you going?"

"Frontline." Cha Huan didn't look back: "The students are all fighting hard on the battlefield, and now it's my turn as the principal."

Leyu asked, "Don't you stop me?"

Cha Huan sneered: "Do you know when my most glorious moment was? It was not that I became the principal, nor that I became the chief of the department, but that night when I escaped from Yanjing... It was raining that night, the night sky was dark, and there were pursuers chasing me in the suburbs, and there were pursuers chasing me behind me. I fell many times, but every time I fell, I laughed, and every step I took, I felt full of courage, because I implemented my will! Maybe I can't be a famous minister like Wen Zhandao in this life, nor can I become a martial arts master like Xu Wufu, but even if I swallowed the air on the spot, I was willing to live as myself and as a unique tea flower!"

"So, do what you want to do. Even if the sky falls, the principal can help you with it for a while."

After saying that, Cha Huan suddenly jumped up and soared up, flying boots rose up in the wind, strolling above Yanjing in an extremely arrogant posture, rushing towards the city wall where the flames surged into the sky.

Le Yu looked at Cha Huan's back and suddenly felt the immortal blood boiling and his body was full of strength. He held his head and chest up, walked through the Tianyang Gate, and entered Huiyao's core of power - the Imperial Court!

The imperial court was quiet, with beautiful Mulan servants standing around, but they ignored Leyu and allowed Leyu to cross the Golden Bridge, pass the vestibule garden, pass through the Golden Palace, and step by step approaching the highest building in the imperial court - climbing the rooftop!

despair!

When the sound of steel-soled boots resounded throughout the sky garden, the officials of the court who were kneeling and bowed turned around and welcomed the arrival of Yueyu with incredible eyes.

The purple and blue lined on both sides, kneeling down to the rooftop. The sky was already blue, and there was no gap in the music. He strided onto the long blue brick road, and as the officials on both sides watched, he walked towards the rooftop.

The minister kneeling in front was the chief minister of the cabinet with a golden edge and purple robe, and the only martial arts commander in the imperial court was currently the imperial court. But he did not seem to hear the footsteps of Leyu and let Leyu pass by him, even if the other cabinet ministers next to him were still silent.

Next to the rooftop, a graceful and luxurious old woman sat on the jade seat, watching the arrival of Leyu with a complicated expression. But she had no words, and had acquiesced to all the actions of Leyu.

despair!

When Leyu stepped on the white jade steps of the rooftop, the purple and blue officials finally couldn't help but get upset. In terms of etiquette, only the royal family can step on the rooftop! Ascending the rooftop is like a throne, it is a symbol of imperial power, and no slight usurpation is allowed!

However, the Empress Dowager and the Prime Minister of the Cabinet had no words, so they could only suppress the anger in their hearts and watch the Red-haired White Snow King reach the sky step by step!

There are a hundred steps to climb the rooftop. From a distance, there is a figure standing at the end of the rooftop. He climbed up step by step, Yan Jing crawling under his feet, and all living beings are small in his eyes!

When the first ray of morning light pierces the night, crosses the city wall, passes through the Tianyang Gate, and lands at the top of the rooftop, Yueyu finally crosses the hundred steps and climbs to the rooftop.

The dazzling sunlight passed over his shoulders and shone on the person in front of him. The sparkle that appeared was so dazzling that Leyu couldn't help but squint.

The bright water clouds at this moment are brighter and more charming than ever. Their hair is shining with gilded phoenix steps, and they are wearing snow-white ceremonies embellished with countless gold ornaments, like light clouds covering the moon, like flowing wind returning to the snow. The morning light shines, as bright as the sun and the morning glow, and when you look at it quietly, it is as bright as a fuzzy wave.

Holy and pure, luxurious and arrogant.

However, even more dazzling than clothing, the sacred light above the sun was flowing on her body, as graceful as a terrifying geese and as gentle as a dragon. Even when Le Yu, who has a fairy blood constitution, looked directly at her, she felt a vast and powerful force overwhelmingly suppressing the spirit and shocking the soul!

Ming Shuiyun stared at Leyu, his mouth raised little by little, but the light in his eyes slowly darkened. She stretched out her hand to Leyu and said softly:

"You're here, my scabbard."

Leyu held her hand, like a minister kneeling on one knee.

"I'm here, my owner."
Chapter completed!