MTL - Ask Sword-Chapter 485 conflict

  Chapter 485 Conflict

  As the king of Yue, Li Hui has seen thousands of people bowing down on many occasions.

  For example, the winter solstice ceremony held every three years. Members of the royal family, civil and military officials, and the people of good families in Chang’an face the southeast to welcome the sun and worship, praying for good weather and peace for the country and the people;

  For example, when I went to the military camp with my father to review, those hundreds of soldiers who returned triumphantly with strong evil spirits knelt down on one knee and shouted long live;

  For example, not long ago, when I went to Taihao Mountain for advanced training, Haotian believers from different countries and regions knelt down at the foot of the towering Taihao Mountain, worshiping the mountain step by step.

  Compared with those scenes, the people of Taiyuan Prefecture kneeling on the ground in front of them,

  Neither has a prominent position, nor does it have outstanding military exploits and material resources. Compared with the monks worshiped in his palace, it can be said that they are as weak as ants.

  But at this moment, standing on a high-rise building in the blustery autumn wind, looking down at the black head knocking on the ground,

  Li Hui just felt an emotion that he hadn't experienced for a long time.

   Fear.

  It wasn't just him who felt this way, Li Leling, Qiu Feng, the Taiyuan prefect and all the bureaucrats, the faces of the people on the tall buildings turned pale and they couldn't say a word.

   "You guys, are you looking for death?!"

The military officer at the gate of the prefect's mansion took half a step back subconsciously, but then he realized that the prince, princess, and prefect were looking at him from a tall building, so he had to bite the bullet and shout: "Besieging the state mansion is equivalent to treason. Then they will be exiled for thousands of miles, bringing disaster to their descendants,

  If it is serious, it will be beheaded for public display!

  Think about it! Don't delay your children! "

   "People don't fear death, so how can they be afraid of death?"

  A village sage raised his head with red eyes, and shouted: "Siege the prefect's mansion, and die for Yu Lu,

   But staying at home is also the end of waiting to die of illness.

  We just want to survive! "

   "To survive, to stay at home and not to run around is the way to survive!"

  The military officer stood on the steps, pointing at the stone bricks with the tip of the long knife in his hand slanted down, and shouted sharply: "Trust the court, don't add chaos to the court, don't be a mob!"

   "What is a mob?"

  A scholar smiled miserably: "We were not mobsters when we obeyed the government's arrangement to close the city and stayed at home honestly.

  When we listened to the calls in the newspapers to actively curb the plague and donate money and materials, we were not mobs.

  And now, we just knelt in front of the prefect's mansion, without doing any acts of smashing and burning, so we were classified as mobs? Will it harm the descendants? "

   Without waiting for the military officer to answer, the scholar went on to say: "The relatives of the bureaucrats in the city secretly packed their luggage during the day yesterday and were ready to leave with those dignitaries at any time.

  This Shangguan, can you also be taken away?

  If not, what are you going to protect here? "

   Not only the military officer was speechless, but even the soldiers beside him looked at each other with hesitation on their faces. The simple knife drawn in his hand lowered subconsciously.

   click.

  Li Hui subconsciously exerted a little force on the palm of his hand, pinching the wooden window sill to make fingerprints,

  Taiyuan prefect wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and said softly, "Go and see."

   Then he took a few people and ran downstairs quickly.

  He walked through the courtyard, walked out of the gate, came to the side of the military officer, took a deep breath, and said in a loud voice: "Fathers and folks, I am the prefect of Taiyuan.

   Please keep your eyes open and don't be deceived by the treacherous people.

   I guarantee my wealth and life,

  Whether it’s the leaflets from before, the plague ghost talisman not long ago, or the rumors circulating in the city in the past two days that the so-called prefect and other bureaucrats are going to withdraw and leave the people in the city to ignore them,

   are all concocted by traitors,

   It is to make Taiyuan Mansion into chaos, and it is to entrap more people in Taiyuan Mansion! "

   "Lie!"

The prefect's words were interrupted mercilessly. A woman in gorgeous clothes stood up and called out: "I am the madam of the Yilu Building in the city. Last night, I heard with my own ears that the servants from the prefect's mansion came to the Yilu Building. , looking for the kabuki Du Jiuniang.

  It is said that at this time today, most of the officials in the Taishou Mansion will follow the prince and princess to find an opportunity to withdraw from Taiyuan Mansion.

  Du Jiuniang, and the other lovers of the prefect, have now been secretly received in the house, changed into maid costumes, and are about to leave the city together.

  Fellow folks, he would rather escape from the city with his kabuki lover than spend a little more time protecting us common people. "

  The face of the Taiyuan prefect who was slapped in the face changed, and he stamped his feet angrily and said: "Nonsense, this is a frame-up!

  Come on, detain this nonsense madam for me! "

  “.”

  The soldiers beside the prefect looked at each other, but none of them obeyed the prefect's words and stepped forward.

   "What are you doing in a daze? Do you also want to rebel?"

  Thinking that the prince was still looking at him upstairs, the **** was furious, and shouted: "One hundred guan, no, one thousand guan. I will offer one thousand guan, let you detain her!"

   "Prefect,"

  A young soldier bravely cupped his hands and said, "I don't want money, that is, can you take me with you when you leave the city?"

"you"

  The **** was too angry to say anything, the finger he pointed at the soldier was hanging in the air, trembling back and forth.

   "We only want to see Mr. Li Xiaolang!"

The village sage who spoke first stood up from the ground, and said loudly: "Why was he able to make the medicine so quickly for the blood carbuncle, water poisoning, and malaria before, but this time the plague has been delayed?" for so long.

  We just want an explanation. "

A Confucian scholar stood up, "Yes! We obeyed Mr. Li Xiaolang's arrangement and closed the city honestly. But until now, every family is crying, every household is mourning, and even the imperial court has abandoned us. We just want justice! "

   "That's right, fair! Mr. Li Xiaolang is the reincarnation of Xiaoyao Wangshen, he won't ignore us, there are treacherous people who have blinded his eyes and ears!"

  More and more people stood up from the ground, and Zhuo San, who was carrying his mother on his back, was among them.

  His expression was indifferent, and a simple knife was pinned to his waist.

  The black crowd crowded towards the gate of the prefect’s mansion,

   Zhuo San just took a step when someone grabbed his arm.

   "Saburo!"

   Yamen servant Sun Er quietly appeared behind him, lowered his voice and said sharply: "What are you going to do?"

   "Do what I have to do,"

   Zhuo San said expressionlessly: "Save my mother."

  His mother seemed to be sicker than yesterday. The whole person lay on Zhuo San's back, his hair was disheveled, his forehead was covered with sweat, and it was difficult to open his eyes.

   "Don't be stupid, this won't save her."

   Yamen servant Sun Erai persuaded: "The prefect's mansion is protected by monks, you won't even be able to see Mr. Li Xiaolang's face."

  As if to verify Sun Er’s words,

  On the steps, the Taiyuan prefect saw the crowds of people, his face was pale, he turned his head to look at the monk of Zhen Fusi beside him, and said loudly: "Brother Su, stop them!"

  After these days of observation, the image of the prefect has fallen to the bottom in the eyes of the monks of Zhenfu Division.

   However, duty is duty.

  The monk surnamed Su twitched the corners of his mouth imperceptibly, took a step forward, and chanted a spell with his lips pursed.

  嗡—

  The spell effect spread along the ground, and the originally solid rammed earth road in front of the prefect's mansion immediately became soft and muddy.

   Like a shallow swamp, the feet of the people were firmly trapped.

   This is the power of magic,

   You only need to control the people at the front, and you don’t have to worry about the situation getting out of control under the excitement of the crowd

   Just as the monk surnamed Su was about to end the spell, an inexplicable force forcibly charged into his spell.

  His lips continued to whisper involuntarily, regardless of his sudden change of expression, and continued to release spells.

Puff puff-

   There were dense waves in the mud swamp, as if hit by a torrential rain.

  The next moment,

   Countless mud spots mixed with stones flew out of the swamp and hit the people.

  The people in the front row were beaten to death, and many people in the rear were also affected.

  Screams sounded one after another immediately,

   "Murder!", "Zhenfusi killed!", "The government killed!", echoed above the prefect's mansion.

Oops!

  Li Hui's face changed. Standing on a tall building, he could see clearly that the monk of the Zhenfu Division used the mud technique at the beginning, mainly for the purpose of trapping people, and had no killing effect.

  Suddenly, Slime becomes Slime Bomb.

   This is clearly a monk with much higher strength, forcibly hijacking the spell and tampering with the effect of the spell. Deliberately killing and wounding the people in front of Taiyuan Mansion.

   "Xi Siye!"

   Li Hui gave a low drink, no need for him to remind,

  Xi Yangyu stepped on the wooden floor, flew out of the window lightly, and hung in the air.

  He scanned the crowd condescendingly, and his majestic thought power flowed along the street like invisible waves, sniffing the trajectory of the spiritual energy, looking for the trace of the monk.

   Hum!

  In the invisible aura world, his surging thought power hit five rocks head-on.

  Five powerful Nian Masters, from different directions in the street, locked on Xi Yangyu firmly with Nian Qi Machine.

   "Langya Eastern Sea Qi?"

  Xi Yangyu narrowed his eyes, and also locked on the five hooded monks who were hiding in the crowd and disguised as ordinary people.

  The eyes of both sides met in the air, Xi Yangyu sneered and said, "Aren't you pretending anymore?"

  Langya East Sea Qi, taking the image of a thousand-year-old reef fighting against the waves, can strengthen the mind power of many mind masters, enough to compete with higher-level monks in a short period of time.

   "If you change the occasion, change the situation, I don't want to have a bad relationship with Langya Wang, after all, you are a thousand-year-old family.

  But, who told the head of the mountain to force me to come, and my daughter is also in Taiyuan Mansion"

  Xi Yangyu muttered to himself, and casually grabbed it with his right hand in mid-air, as if grabbing something invisible, and yanked it heavily.

   "Poof—"

  Five spurts of blood sounded at the same time,

  The five hooded monks spurted blood in unison, knelt forward, and while kneeling, formed hand formulas on their hands, and slapped the ground heavily.

  Wan Jun's strength pressed on Xi Yangyu's shoulder, dragged him out of the air, and smashed him into the ground.

  Fortunately, this place is far away from the gathered people, and no casualties were caused, nor did it attract the attention of the crowd.

  Smoke and dust filled the air, Xi Yangyu slowly stood up in the huge pit,

  He didn't have any injuries on his body, but there was a long tear on the left side of his clothes, and the surface of the sleeves was stained with a lot of dust.

  The five monks arrived in an instant and knelt down around the pit.

  They were hunchbacked, obviously enduring great pain, they continued to use hand tactics, pressing on the ground surface in different directions above the pit, releasing their thoughts, forming a bell, firmly covering the top of Xi Yangyu's head.

   Connected to his feet, it was also covered with a mental barrier.

  Xi Yangyu looked indifferently at the big clock above his head, and blasted out with his palm, the majestic force of thought directly blasted fine cracks on the surface of the clock,

  The aftermath of the aura directly shattered the glass of all the houses in a radius of ten feet.

  The five monks were shaken, and their injuries were more serious, but they still knelt on the ground and tried their best to support them.

  Xi Yangyu was expressionless, patting palm after palm,

  The Bronze Bell of Psychic Power is almost shattered, but it can always recover before it collapses.

   "Xi Siye,"

  A monk coughed and said hoarsely: "Our Wang family has no intention of treason, this is just a helpless move not to further intensify the situation. We promise that no one will hurt your daughter, or the King of Yue, Princess Guanghua."

  “.”

  Xi Yangyu's eyes flickered for a moment, and the movements of his hands did not stop. He still patted the Nianli bronze bell with one palm after another, but the movements seemed to slow down a bit.

   And in front of the prefect's mansion at the end of the street, accompanied by shouts like "The government has killed people!"

  The cultivator surnamed Su suffered from the backlash of the spiritual energy, his face was pale and his palms were hanging down, struggling to breathe.

  The expressions of the rest of the Zhen Fu Division's monks suddenly changed. They tried to pull him back, but their bodies froze suddenly.

   Sword intent.

  The strong and sharp sword intent hovered in front of the brows of all the monks of the Zhenfu Division, making their hair stand on end, their hands and feet stiff, and unable to make any movements.

  That is the sword intent of Jianxiu Zhuxiao.

   People without cultivation can't feel it,

  In the sensory world of the monks, the sharp and piercing sword intent is simply penetrating.

  Li Hui's expression was gloomy, Qiu Feng's and Ouyang Shi's faces were pale, they subconsciously held their breath, Li Leling's face was expressionless, and his fingers unconsciously formed sword tactics.

   step.

  Yan Yun took a step forward, standing in front of everyone like a tower.

  The fierce sword intent pointing at the prefect's mansion melted instantly in front of him, and Qiu Feng and others could finally take a deep breath.

   "Go to the lab and call out Risheng. We'll leave now."

  Yan Yun swung his horse with a spear, and looked at the scene below indifferently.

  Several village sages climbed up the steps first, and shouted to the chaotic people below: "Folks, follow me to meet Mr. Li Xiaolang!"

  The monks of Zhen Fu Division were locked firmly by Sword Master Zhuxiao's sword intent, unable to make any moves. He could only watch helplessly as the people ascended the steps.

   It wasn't that the cultivator of Zhen Fu Division didn't want to stop him, but that Qi Hai was completely suppressed by the sword intent.

  Yan Yun swung his head and said without looking back: "If the Li Chaofeng comes, the communication is cut off, and the intelligence inside and outside the Taiyuan Mansion is interrupted,

  The Wang family, and even Zhaoming's people, may directly attack. "

  Qiu Feng gritted his teeth and said, "Ke Risheng said he was only a little short of time."

   “Now is not the time to be willful.”

  Yan Yundang said calmly: "The people below can't listen to anything anymore. Once a man-made disaster occurs, it may attract chaos."

   "That is to say, it is enough to eliminate the man-made disaster?"

   Li Leling asked suddenly.

"What?"

   Before Li Hui and the others could react, Li Leling jumped over Yan Yundang, propped his palm on the window sill, jumped out of the window, and landed in the courtyard of the prefect's mansion.

  Losing Yan Yundang's protection, the candle sky sword intent reappeared in Li Leling's brow,

   "Stop!"

  She took a deep breath and said loudly, "I am Princess Guanghua of Yu Kingdom, Li Leling."

  (end of this chapter)