Midnight.

Zhao Langjiang and Li Qingcheng came to the Sharp Bridge.

When Li Qiuyi was practicing swords, he washed his swords here every day. Now this place has become a holy place for men who practice swords in Yinyang. The back of the swordstone on the bridgehead, the names of thousands of people are engraved with densely etched. These are all masters of swords used in Yinyang City for thirty years. People are almost paranoid in their belief that the swords washed here will be sharper and will be protected by the King of Golden Swords.

Zhao Langjiang knocked on the doorkeeper's wooden door.

The person who guarded the gate was named Qian Boyuan. He was in his twilight years. He was a veteran of Yinyang. He had a leg lame when he fought twenty years ago. After he was discharged from the army, he had no children and had found a door-guard business here, responsible for recording the ink for Yinyang Swordsmen. People called him Dad Qian.

Once a person is old, he sleeps very little. At this time, he is not sleeping. He is recalling the battle he followed the old city lord to attack Kangju City. In that battle, he killed eleven people and was given a bowl of Chishui wine by the old city lord. That was the highest moment in his life. He has relived this memory countless times in his life.

The knock on the door interrupted his memories.

He muttered, "Which young man was born to wash the knife again." Over the years, many people who practice knives have chosen to wash the knife at night, but the sun was too chaotic these days, and no one has washed the knife for more than ten days.

Dad Qian put on his coat and opened the wooden door.

Zhao Langjiang said, "Old man, I'll wash the knife."

When Mr. Qian heard Zhao Langjiang's accent, he glanced at him and frowned, "Outsider?"

After the sword washing bridge became famous, many people from other places who practice swords also came to wash the knife, which is common. However, they are not included in the Yinyang family, so they can wash the knife, but they cannot leave their reputation on the sword washing stone.

Zhao Langjiang nodded, "Because there is something important to do, I took the liberty to visit in the middle of the night to disturb the old man Qingmeng, and please forgive me."

Mr. Qian signaled them to enter the house, "What a dream? We are so old that we can't sleep for two hours a day. Come in and register, and it costs 100% off. But remember, it's okay to wash the knife, but in the middle of the night, don't make too much noise!"

According to usual experience, many young swordsmen made bold statements after washing their swords, such as "I want to be the best in the world", "The future sword king washes the sword here", etc., and even deliberately injected the blade into internal force and slashed towards Chishui, causing waves, making neighbors full of opinions, so he gave some advice.

Dad Qian looked at Li Qingcheng again, "Where are you, why don't you wash together?"

Li Qingcheng smiled and said, "I am a swordsman."

"Oh, swordsman."

Mr. Qian did not hide his contempt. In Yinyang, there was the King of Golden Swords in the city, and there were almost no sword-learning people in the city, and they were born to have no good feelings for swordsmen.

"At a young age, what kind of sword to learn?"

Li Qingcheng had no choice but to smile and didn't care.

The three of them walked through the knife-washing stone and came under the knife-washing bridge. Zhao Langjiang opened the knife box and held the golden knife in his hand. Mr. Qian was shocked when he saw the knife in Zhao Langjiang's hand.

He was so familiar with the knife.

Not only him, but no one in Yinyang City doesn’t know this knife.

And we all know that three days ago, the knife was hung on the golden sword platform.

Mr. Qian's words were trembling, "This... this is..., how could this knife be with you?"

Zhao Langjiang said calmly, "Because I am Zhao Langjiang."

Mr. Qian had heard of this man. A few days ago, he escorted the ashes of King Jindao back to Yinyang. Mr. Qian did not visit the city because of incompatibility. Later, Li Xiancheng issued a wanted order across the city, offering a high reward for Zhao Langjiang's head. He had heard many rumors about this man.

But I didn't expect that Zhao Langjiang would appear here at this moment.

"what are you up to?"

Zhao Langjiang said, "Kill Li Xiancheng."

Dad Qian took a step back and bowed deeply to the Jindao, "I'll help you get water!"

Zhao Langjiang reached out to stop him and said, "It may take too long to wash, so I'd better go to the river to wash."

When he arrived at the Chishui River, Zhao Langjiang jumped into the water, holding his hand on the hilt of the knife, and a familiar force was transmitted into the hand holding the knife.

Dang.

Press the scabbard with your hand, and the golden scabbard comes out.

...

Someone in the city, several old men were drinking, but they were drunk at this time. Although there was a prohibition on alcohol, every household had some private hiding.

They were all retired Baima Yicong. They were the earliest group of people who followed Li Qiuyi to fight south and north. Now the old city lord has died. These people are quite disdainful of what Li Xiancheng did. Today, they gathered together and drank a few jars of wine, recalling the glorious years of that year.

"Li Xiancheng is nothing, he is not worthy of carrying shoes for the old city lord. I didn't draw my sword back then, and it made him look for teeth all over the ground! Now, the old city lord is no longer there, and he really treats himself as the emperor!" said an old soldier.

Another person said, "I have long seen his wolf ambitions, but I was worried that the old city lord was still there before, so I did not reveal the fox's tail. Look at what he has made Yinyang City in the past twenty years!"

"And his son, the second generation ancestor, is a big fool. I know if our Yinyang City will be brought into the abyss by their father and son in the future. I even doubt that the person who leaked the whereabouts of the old city lord to Chu Ritian would be Li Xiancheng."

The man said before, "There is also the young man named Zhao who traveled thousands of miles away to send the ashes of the old city lord back from Jiangnan. I heard that he was killed by Li Xiancheng with one knife on the Golden Sword Platform. It was really disheartening."

"I heard that he is the closed disciple accepted by the old city lord."

"What are you going to open the door? Close the disciple!" The man yelled before, pointing to the long knife hanging on the wall, "If he can pull out my knife, I will recognize it!"

"Li Tutou, you are here again!"

Back then, this veteran was once a famous thorn in Bai Ma Yi. Relying on his high martial arts skills, even Li Qiuyi did not take it seriously.

Once, when performing martial arts, he once threatened Li Qiuyi in front of five thousand white horses, "As long as you can pull out my knife, I will recognize you as the city lord!"

When Li Qiuyi heard this, she laughed, "If you pull out your sword, I can be the city lord. Wouldn't it be a joke for all the people in the world?"

When everyone was puzzled, he pressed the spring.

In the entire martial arts stadium, there were sounds everywhere. The long swords of five thousand white horses, as if they heard the call, were all deshewn half a foot!

Since then, not only Li Tutou, but all the white horses have worshipped Li Qiuyi. Today, Li Tutou mentioned this matter again, but it is just a recollection of the style of the old city lord.

Another person said, "How great would it be if the old city lord was still there!"

As soon as this sentence came out, several elderly people in their fifties turned red and tears flowed down their faces, holding their heads and crying.

Just then, there was a click.

Everyone here is a veteran, and he is very familiar with this sound. It is the sound of the knife spring and the long sword popping out of the sheath. Everyone looked at the wall and saw that the long sword had popped out of the sheath, half of which was exposed outside.

Under the candlelight, the knife is still bright.

Everyone was stunned, "Is it because the old city lord appeared in heaven?"

At this time, I heard a few more clicks.

The few of them were veterans, and even after they were discharged from the army, the sword never left. When they came in to drink, they placed the sword on the head of the bed, and at this moment they were all deshewn.

That night, thousands of long swords in Yinyang City were all sprung out, and even in the city lord's mansion, there were many long swords of dragon cavalry guards deshelfed.

Immediately afterwards, a sound spread throughout Yinyang City.

"Li Xiancheng, on the day after tomorrow, Zhao Langjiang will take the first level of sacrifice to the sky!"

Declare war!

Zhao Langjiang declared war on Li Xiancheng.

After the Jindaotai, Zhao Langjiang, who had been missing, issued an open challenge to the City Lord's Mansion. The target of the challenge was Li Xiancheng, who was about to ascend the throne.

That night, countless people in Yinyang City remained asleep all night.

Almost everyone was shocked by this voice, one was the current city lord and the other was the successor of the old city lord. These two people inevitably had a head-on confrontation.

...

City Lord's Mansion.

Li Xiancheng was furious and had already dropped several cups.

Chai Gongwang crawled on the ground with everyone to welcome Li Xiancheng's thunderous anger. Zhao Langjiang's words were too lethal and directly challenged Li Xiancheng's bottom line.

The throne ceremony is scheduled for the day after tomorrow. This is Yinyang City, his territory. He is also a master of Tongxiang. How could a younger generation be allowed to provoke? Zhao Langjiang obviously came to find fault. Li Xiancheng decided to give him a chance.

"Give him a chance to come and die." Li Xiancheng said.

Chai Gong Wang leaned down and thought to himself: The city lord's temper is getting worse and worse, and he has also developed the habit of throwing things around. In his study, cups and utensils worth less than five taels have been thrown away by him for several days.

In the past, Li Xiancheng was still restrained, but now he is about to ascend the throne, and his temper is becoming more and more unpredictable. I heard that a maid yesterday angered him because of a trivial matter and was beaten to death by him.

Is this the beauty of the sky?

He was considering whether to tell Li Xiancheng whether Zhao Lianjiang was going to get into the city lord's mansion, but when he thought of the unknown poison that Zhao Lianjiang gave him, he still hesitated. What are the prime ministers and the upper and lower pillars, compared with their lives, are all over the clouds.

Once upon a time, Chai Gong Wang’s life was like mud. After this meal, he had no idea what to do. Now, by bragging, Chai Gong Wang has gradually regained his value as a human being.

Over the years, he has accumulated hundreds of thousands of taels of silver and made up his mind. After this incident, he will take the opportunity to bring gold, silver and jewelry out of Yinyang and escape from this place of right and wrong. At that time, if he can reduce it to 150 kilograms, who in the world can recognize him? Even if Hei and White Impermanence seeks his life, he may not be able to catch the wrong person.

Faced with the storm of Li Xiancheng, he felt calm and lowered his head.

Everyone was so angry that they didn't dare to show off. Li Xiancheng got angry for a while and gradually calmed down. Since Zhao Langjiang wanted to challenge him, he didn't have to try his best to find him. Then wait for him to come to him.

This is called the emperor's uncertainty and moody. Let these future ministers feel the feeling of being with the king as if they are with a tiger.

He began to arrange a banquet for tomorrow's night before becoming emperor.

The lords of the Eighteen City of Yinyang, the missions sent by the Western Chu, the Northern Zhou Dynasty, and several forces in the martial arts world all came to attend this night banquet and watched the ceremony on the second day of the throne ceremony.

This kind of night banquet has more political significance than formal significance.

In front of the Eighteen Cities and in front of the delegations of various countries, he would show the majesty of "Emperor Longyang". Of course, he would also ensure the safety of the people attending the banquet. If they had a few shortcomings, it would be a serious "diplomacy" accident.
Chapter completed!