The sunrise and the flowers are redder than the fire.

It was still late at night, but a bright red flower was blooming quietly in the blue waves.

There were two people standing at the bow of the boat. One was a man in a scribe's clothes. There was a small red flower made of silk tied at the fingers of the tail. The other was a Taoist nun. He could not tell his age. His face was beautiful, but there was a disgusting resentment between his eyebrows and eyes. The whisk between his arms exuded a terrifying aura of silence and a little uneven feeling.

Chen Changsheng knew that Taoist nun and knew that she was the infinite green in the wind and rain in all directions.

During his journey from Hanshan to Kyoto, he also saw the bright red flower. Since the scholar stood beside Wuqiubi, he was naturally another storm in all directions: it was different.

Wuqinbi sneaked into Kyoto and was preparing to kill Xuanyuan Po in the National Education Academy. She was repelled and frightened by Su Li's letter. Tonight, she and her husband came into Beijing. In a sense, she wanted to save herself. Chen Changsheng's mood was a little complicated at this time, so it came from this.

"This idiot actually dares to come to Kyoto."

The Queen of Tianhai looked at the big, expressionless face in the picture and said, "One finger can be pinched to death. Her man is good, at least three of hers."

Chen Changsheng didn't know what to say. Whether it was the two men on the official road in the northwest or the couple in the canal in the southwest, all the practitioners in the world had gods in their minds, but in the words of the Saint Queen of the Tianhai, no one could make her feel a little alert except for the unique red.

But she is the Queen of the Tianhai after all.

Of course, Chen Changsheng’s feelings are different from hers.

The wind and rain from all directions have reached the fourth place.

Tonight in Kyoto, there will be wind and rain, and the sky will shake and the earth will move.

This was just a grand opening, and then countless people appeared one after another.

On the official road around Kyoto, which was as connected as a spider web, suddenly many teams appeared. Those people seemed to have been hiding in the night, just waiting for the four peerless strong men to appear, and suddenly tear the night through and appeared in front of the whole world, just like what they have been doing for more than two hundred years.

The official road leads from the states and counties of the Great Zhou Dynasty to Kyoto.

Those elixirs have always lived in prefectures and counties far away from Kyoto. There is a similar place between them, that is, their surname is Chen, and they are all descendants of Emperor Taizong.

Chen Changsheng looked at the changing scenes and counted silently in his heart, confirming that fifteen convoys were heading towards Kyoto in the night at this time.

There are not many people from the royal palaces of various prefectures, but they are all strong people. The masters of the royal palaces walking outside the chariot are at least in the upper realm of the Stars. The Chen royal family has almost disappeared in the past two hundred years, especially in the past twenty years. By the time tonight, they finally revealed their extremely deep hidden strength!

Fifteen prefectures and counties, fifteen princes, fifteen chariots.

The smoke and dust of the official road in the night gradually arose, sweeping across the wind and clouds, coming around Kyoto.

There are no city walls in the Great Zhou capital, but there are city gates and city gate officials, led by Xu Shiji, the god general of the East. However... how can these princes from various prefectures and counties be blocked by the City Gate Division? Who knows which general in those city gate departments is the disciple of which prince, and which school captain's father is still a chief official in the Luling Palace?

Fierce aura fluctuations broke out at several city gates, and the sword light could be seen faintly, and then quickly disappeared.

The princes of the Chen family finally returned to Kyoto where they had been away from for a long time.

Those masters who were attending the royal carriage were staring at everything in the night with a firm expression, ready to welcome the suppression of the Great Zhou Dynasty army at any time. If you want to describe these masters, you can use one word - the heroes of the world. They have enough confidence in their own realm and strength, and they think what they are doing is correct.

"The heroes come to Kyoto, intending to kill the demon queen in Qiuye, sacrifice their lives, shed their blood, and sacrifice their lives for their country?"

The Queen of Tianhai looked at the pictures in the night without hiding her mockery, "It is really absurd that history books may be written like this tens of thousands of years later."

Chen Changsheng looked at the generous masters on the picture, and then remained silent for a moment and asked, "How should I write it?"

"In the 21st year of the orthodox Zhou Dynasty, the seventeenth line of rebellion against the kings entered Kyoto and were completely destroyed."

The Holy Queen of Tianhai said calmly, gently brushing her sleeves, as if she wanted to wipe out all of them to ashes.

Chen Changsheng thought to himself, where are there two ways to rebel against the king?

There are not too many clouds tonight in Luoyang City hundreds of miles away from Kyoto, and the stars are as usual, shining on the world, whether it is the smelly streets and alleys where the poor live or the northern city full of rich families.

The gate of the royal mansion was slowly pushed open, and the prime minister walked out of the mansion, moved his fat body, and walked down the stone steps with difficulty. With the help of his subordinates, it took him half a day to climb up the not-so-high chariot. This simple action made him panting.

When he sat in his position, the fat flesh on his belly flowed down from his bright yellow belt, making him feel a little uncomfortable.

Xiang Wang reached out to untie the bright yellow ribbon on his waist, rubbed the fat meat, and suddenly a very strong sense of sadness appeared in his heart.

After living in Luoyang for so many years, in order to prevent my mother from paying attention to me, I was so fat that I was so fat. If I could ascend to the great treasure in the future, how could I be worshipped by all officials? Fortunately, at least, I was not like my seventh brother, who was so crazy to pretend to be crazy, and actually grabbed donkey dung and stuffed it into my mouth. Bah, that's really a lunatic!

Everyone in the palace, whether it was a concubine or an official, walked out and knelt on the ground in a dark street, saying in unison: "Congratulations to the prince for returning to the capital."

The King of Xiang looked at the crowd and sighed, "I'm so glad to congratulations. I know if I can come back alive."

The streets outside the palace became silent, and the favored concubines looked at each other, and some even started crying sadly, but they didn't know how sincere they were.

The King of Xiang waved his hand a little bored and said, "I'm starting to cry? OK OK, if I can't come back, you all commit suicide and go with me."

Listening to this, the outside of the palace was quiet for a moment, and then cried loudly. This time it was obvious that the concubines and the officials were crying very realistically and extremely sad.

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Similar scenes occur on the streets of Jiangnan Prefecture, but not exactly the same.

The King of Zhongshan walked past the crowd of people kneeling and worshipped. There was no expression on his pale cheeks, only the meaning of madness could be seen in the depths of his slightly bloody eyes.

As he walked, a clear footprint was left on the ground outside the palace gate, which was a bloody footprint.

He seemed to have walked through the sea of ​​blood.

In fact, at this time, the Zhongshan Palace had turned into a sea of ​​blood, and the officials sent by the court had fallen into a pool of blood, with their bodies and heads in different places.

Everyone was killed by the King of Zhongshan himself.

Only one person was not killed. He was a eunuch leader who was being held kneeling behind the door of the royal palace.

The eunuch leader was already very old, with wrinkles on his face. He knew he was about to die, but he still looked calm. He looked at the King of Zhongshan who was about to board the carriage and said, "Prince, since you haven't killed me, I think you are unwilling to completely rebel with the Queen Mother. The journey to Kyoto is long. You might as well walk slowly and see the situation before talking about it."

This is a very exquisite persuasion. First, let’s explain it to the King of Zhongshan, then give advice to the King of Zhongshan, and it is indeed a mature and steadfast idea.

The King of Zhongshan ignored the old eunuch, jumped into the carriage, and said, "I won't kill you, I don't want to leave any way out, but I just want you to taste the feeling of me over the years."

The old eunuch changed his expression and could no longer remain calm.

Under the escort of dozens of elite royal men, the carriage from the Zhongshan royal mansion entered the night and headed towards Kyoto.

Only the prince's biting cold voice was still echoing on the long street.

"Don't let this old dog die, don't give him food, just give him donkey dung, remember to have fresh and freshest."

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The wind and rain are like darkness, meeting each other.

The seventeenth route rebels and the king entered Beijing.

Looking at the scene in the night, Chen Changsheng knew that what he had witnessed was the most important event in the mainland after the National Education College tragedy.

He was the cause or introduction of this incident. He thought that he didn't know how many people died tonight, and afterwards, he didn't know how many people would be displaced and died in war. He felt a little upset and felt annoyed in his chest. He couldn't help but cough. Every time he coughed, the pain deepened, and his face became paler.

"This ridiculous drama is very interesting. If you look at it more, you should not die too early."

The Queen of Tianhai said without turning around and said expressionlessly.

With this sentence, Chen Changsheng suddenly realized that he could move.

He knew what she meant, he was thinking about whether he could do something else.

There was also Su Li's letter in his arms, there were many swords in his scabbard, the Heavenly Book Monument, and many more.

However, her figure was so tall, just under the night sky, but it seemed to be above the night sky.

He reached into his arms and did not take out the letter, but took out a small porcelain bottle.

There is medicine in the small porcelain bottle.

He poured dozens of medicines from a small porcelain bottle, and without deciding, he directly put them into his mouth, chewing them like chewing jelly beans, making a sound of gibberishing.

After coming to the top of the Heavenly Book Mausoleum, the Holy Queen did not look back at him until she heard the sound and looked back at him.

Chen Changsheng didn't care about her gaze, and then took off the gold needle wrapped around her fingers and stabbed her deeply into several dangerous qi holes on her neck.

His face became paler and his body trembled slightly, as if he couldn't help but the autumn wind.

As time passed, the trembling gradually ended, and two abnormal blood colors appeared on his face.

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The enemies of the Holy Queen appeared from the night, not because this was their best chance, but because this was their last chance.

If she was asked to kill Chen Changsheng and complete the third time in a thousand years to change her fate, then no one could invite her from the throne of the Great Zhou Dynasty.
Chapter completed!