Bei Town Fishiwai,

The magnificent momentum rises, and the bright Buddha light reflects hundreds of meters.

Holding the bowl with one hand, holding a Zen stick, looking at the gate of Zhenfu, the deep eyes.

His expression was calm.

He is here!

Here is here.

An Grand Master went to Fushi, Beijing, Beijing.

He knows what it means.

From the time he left Shaolin, he had already thought about the results.

He disdain to use assassinations, even if that is the most secure way.

Since Shaolin, he has traveled all the way to the mountains.

For dozens of years in the town, it turned out that the rivers and lakes were so lively.

He has been to Jiangnan and has seen the most prosperous scenes on the shore. There is no regret in this life!

Come today, just to ask for one statement!

Gradually, a magnificent golden body Luohan slowly raised behind him.

The bright Buddha light reflects the Quartet!

Different from the common method of the Yuan Dynasty, this Yuan divine law is higher and more magnificent, as if it is always led to the vitality of the surrounding heaven and earth.

In the void, there seems to be vast Buddha sounds, and the sound of chanting.

In a short time, the whole capital was shocked.

Countless people looked up at the sky, and their hearts were shocked.

Suddenly, their minds seemed to be silent in a Buddha's sound.

Some people who believe in Buddhism even kneel to worship.

After the knot gently read the Buddhist scriptures, the gentle voice seemed to be as mighty.

At this moment in all the masters in Beijing, they were like an enemy, and they were shocked and cold.

A number of people in the rivers and lakes looked at the direction of Fishi in the north.

Above the palace palace, the Qin Tian Supervisor was full of Sun En, and his expression was full of dignity.

"I don't know which monk is Shaolin?"

"Xuanming, or is Xuan Guan?"

Almost at the moment his voice fell, there was one more person around him.

Sun En turned his head and glanced, surprised: "Cao Du?"

"Sun Jianzheng!"

Cao Zhengchun smiled slightly, greeted Sun En in his hands, and then looked at the direction of Fishi, Beizhen. The expression on his face was quite intriguing.

Shaolin ...

At this moment, many of the entire imperial palace passed through quickly, and instantly spread throughout the palace.

In the palace, tens of thousands of soldiers assembled.

All kinds of large crossbow are put on the head of the city, waiting for it.

An big master appeared in Beijing, and no one dared to care.

Sun En raised the jug and took a sip, turned his head and laughed: "Cao Dao, may wish to see it together."

Shaolin does not take the imperial court in this eye.

A big master dared to go to Beijing alone, but his courage was not small.

Cao Zhengchun shook his head and laughed: "The responsibility of the master of the governor is to defend the palace and guard Her Majesty, so I won't go."

Sun En deeply glanced at Cao Zhengchun.

He naturally knows the grievances between Dongchang and Jin Yiwei.

Expect Cao Zhengchun to rescue, it is unparalleled.

Besides, Cao Zhengchun is not wrong. The responsibility of the master of Dongchang is to protect the palace.

Everyone can die, but the emperor can't.

"Go and look at that old way."

"Such a lively scene, don't look at it, it's a pity."

Sun En laughed, raised the jug to drink, and planned to rush to Fusi, Beizhen.

But at the moment he was about to move, his brows frowned slightly, and a coldness flashed in his eyes.

"trouble!"

Sun En glanced at the direction of Fishi, Beitao Town, and looked outside the capital, his expression was gloomy.

"sword!"

Sun En drinks lightly.

Inside the palace, a wooden sword hanging in front of a remote temple broke through the sky and galloped.

Mu Jian was in his hand, and Sun En's momentum suddenly changed, and the whole person had a little more dust.

Step in one step, instantly span dozens of feet, almost overwhelming.

Watching Sun En left, Cao Zhengchun smiled silently and laughed: "Interesting."

Then I looked at the direction of Fishi, Beibei Town, and turned to rush to the palace.

Nympho

In the palace of the king,

Two figures stand on the top floor of a loft, and look overlooking to the distant Fishi Fushi.

One of them is the king of the king Zhu Yan, or the Qian Face Lang Junhua Dao Chang.

And the ink -colored dragon suit, exuding the breath of the iron gallbladder, Zhu Zhu ignored it.

Hua Dao often holds a glass of wine and is interested in: "Hou Ye, can you say that Lin Zhen can survive?"

"able!"

Zhu ignored his expression, and his tone was even more calm.

But the words they speak are definitely extremely endless.

His gaze stared at the distance, as if looking at the entire Beijing division.

Hua Dao often surprised: "Why is Hou Ye so determined?"

Zhu Wuxian said faintly: "Yuan Changqing has reached the big master."

As soon as the words fell, Hua Dao was often surprised: "Isn't he abandoned?"

"How can a abandoned person reach the Grand Master?"

Zhu Wu looked at the secret report from the spies in his hand, and said: "In my life, I have seen three people who mistaken it."

"One of them is Yuan Changqing!"

"This son is talented." Zhu ignored his words and said calmly: "It is interesting that the other person I read is Lin Mang."

"It's a pity."

If Yuan Changqing was able to keep Yuan Changqing at the beginning?

Zhu ignored and shook his head and smiled.

Hua Dao often took a sip with wine, and said curious: "What about one person?"

Zhu ignored without opening, and looked into the distance with deep eyes.

Seeing this, no more common sense of Hua Dao is interesting.

He became more and more curious about this Jinyiwei Town.

Nympho

The coming of the end instantly attracted the attention of the entire Beijing city.

If the place of the incident is the place of the North Town, I am afraid that the surroundings will have been overcrowded at this moment.

Even so, outside the streets, many rivers and lakes have long been spread, and the unusual masters are abound at this moment.

"Tick!"
To be continued...