Dafeng’s Night Squad-Chapter 1555 - : Fear (1)

Chapter 1555: Fear (1)

Late at night, the Imperial astronomer.

Song Qing fell into a deep sleep by the table. There were all kinds of alchemy equipment on the table, and the charcoal in the elixir furnace was still warm.

At a certain moment, Song Qing suddenly woke up. He opened his eyes and saw a white-robed man standing beside him.

Looking closely, he found that it was senior Brother Sun. His face was dispirited and his eyes were dim as he looked at him silently.

There was also a white ape beside him.

“Senior Brother Sun, why are you back?”

Song Qing yawned and said, ”

“Aren’t you fighting in Qingzhou? Don’t tell me you’re here for equipment again? please let me go, didn’t I just give you a batch of equipment a while ago? I only sleep two hours a day. Even iron Men need to rest.”

He grumbled.

Sun Xuanji did not speak. The White ape beside him hesitated and whispered, ”

“Teacher Jian Zheng might have died.”

The complaints stopped and Song Qing was stunned.

At this moment, sun Xuanji fell to the ground with a loud bang. Blood oozed out of his seven orifices and his life force was fading rapidly.

Song Qing’s heart trembled. He hurriedly took out pills from his storage bag and said in a trembling voice, ”

“W-what’s going on, senior Brother Sun ….

Protector Yuan stood aside and looked at sun Xuanji.

“In order to find out the truth behind Jian Zheng’s death, he personally went to the battlefield.”

After Song Qing took her pulse, his heart sank to the bottom.

Sun Xuanji’s origin had been injured, his meridians were all broken, his internal organs were failing, and his primordial spirit was extremely weak.

Such an injury was enough to be a fatal threat to a Warlock.

The reason why he could still bring a white ape back to the Directorate of Celestials was probably because he had some obsession in his heart.

Protector Yuan saw through song Qing’s thoughts and said faintly, ”

“It’s the wildfire of revenge that supported him back to the Imperial astronomer.”

………..

Stargazing tower, underground.

Zhong Li looked at Song Qing in a daze. Under her messy black hair, her eyes were very bright, as if they were shimmering with water.

“Teacher Jian Zheng is dead?”

She mumbled.

mm, ” Song Qing replied in a low voice. There was no sadness on his face, but his numb expression made him even more mournful.

“Xu Pingfeng, the head of the earth sect, the Buddha of the jialuo tree, the White Emperor, the White Emperor of Yunzhou.” Song Qing said in a low voice, ”

“Senior Brother Sun saw them, they killed teacher Jian Zheng.”

Seeing that Zhong Li was silent for a long time, Song Qing said, ”

“I’ll make a trip to the Imperial Palace and inform the young Emperor.”

He turned and left, and the underground world fell into an eternal silence.

After a long time, Zhong Li lifted up the wooden box beside her and touched the surface of the box gently. Her tears flowed down her face, ”

“You have to take revenge, you have to take revenge for teacher Jian Zheng …”

………..

At dawn, the torches on the walls of the capital burned in the cold winter, but they could not dispel the bone-chilling cold.

The dewdrops soaked the surface of the city wall and froze into ice in the cold night, making the city wall as hard as steel.

The soldiers on duty at the top of the city wall held Spears. Their hands were covered in frostbites. From time to time, they would blow hot air into their palms or stretch their hands close to the torches to keep warm in the cold night.

“Da da da!”

The sound of the horse’s hooves came closer and entered the ears of the soldiers on duty.

In the cold night, a horse galloped to the city and pulled the reins. Under the gaze of the guards on the city wall, he roared in a hoarse voice, ”

“Open the door, 800 miles per hour …”

In the sleeping Palace, the sleeping Emperor Yongxing was awakened by Zhao xuanzhen. He tiredly pinched the space between his eyebrows, suppressed his temper, and said in a deep voice, ”

“What matter has awakened me so late at night?”

Normally speaking, anyone who dared to disturb the king’s Rest at this time was either the sky had collapsed or they did not want to live anymore.

Emperor Yongxing did not think that this dog slave was tired of living, so the answer should be the former. Therefore, his tone was quite low and his expression was solemn.

Zhao xuanzhen’s face was as white as paper.

Your Majesty, an urgent report from the cabinet. Qingzhou has fallen …

Emperor Yongxing was stunned by the bedside, his pupils dilated and his expression froze.

“Your Majesty, Your Majesty.”

Zhao xuanzhen shouted twice, and Emperor Yongxing let out an “ah” as if he had just woken up from a dream.

“The memorial is in the Imperial study …”

Before he finished speaking, Emperor Yongxing lifted the quilt and pushed Zhao xuanzhen away. He strode towards the Imperial study barefooted, wearing a white inner robe.

The Royal study was connected to the bedroom, one inside and one outside. He quickly ran out of the bedroom and came to the Royal study.

He walked straight to the table, picked up the booklet, and began to read it with an ugly expression.

The contents of the memorial were divided into three parts:

The first was the casualties of the Qingzhou Garrison. The 30 guard stations in Qingzhou, in addition to the soldiers transferred from the capital and other provinces, had a total of 90000 troops, and they had lost 60% of their forces. The remaining 30 thousand troops retreated to defend Yongzhou.

The second was about the supervisor. Yang Gong believed that something might have happened to the supervisor, and he hoped that the Imperial court could confirm the supervisor’s situation as soon as possible.

The third was yang Gong’s self-introduction, which basically meant that he had let down the king and the country, but he wanted to die to thank the world.

Emperor Yongxing’s hands started to shake after he finished reading.

“Nonsense. The supervisor is The Guardian of Da Feng and is ranked first. Who is his match in Da Feng? This yang Gong is deluding the masses with his lies. I’m going to cut off his head and let him get what he wants.”

Emperor Yongxing’s face was livid as he slammed the table.

Now, if anyone dared to say that something had happened to the director, he would let them know what it meant to be angry.

At this moment, the Imperial Army commander on duty rushed in and reported, ”

“Your Majesty, the Directorate of Celestials, Song Qing, is outside the palace, requesting an audience.”

Song Qing is here. There must be news from the head Warden. The head Warden must have sent him to pass on the message … Emperor Yongxing’s spirit was lifted and he shouted, ”

“Hurry, hurry and invite him in.”

He immediately ordered the eunuch to give him the Imperial token.

Fifteen minutes later, the commander of the Imperial Army returned with Song Qing. The former stayed outside the Royal study while the latter stepped over the threshold and stepped on the Scarlet carpet into the Royal study.