Linkang City is in midsummer with a heat. A chariot came from outside the city gate and walked slowly between the streets. Liu Yiqing sat in the chariot with his eyes closed and his expression was indifferent.

Sparks shine everywhere in the city, illuminating the dark night sky, looking very beautiful.

Liu Yiqing could not see the sparks, but could feel the real heat and hear the constant curses and screams.

It is not the rain in the spring breeze when Haotian left the world, the golden flowers falling to the ground, not the millions of bright lights during the spring festival, but some are setting fires and some are killing people.

The city in the night is a dark sea, with thousands of dazzling flames floating on the sea surface. Linkang City has not fallen, but has fallen.

The devout believers of Haotian smashed open the houses of Protestants and kept killing them. In the past few months, many Protestants had left Linkang City with their families. The fanatical believers had nowhere to vent their anger, so igniting the houses left by the sinners, which became their natural choice.

There are people everywhere, and there are tragic roars everywhere. Those who kill and those who are killed are from the Southern Jin Dynasty. However, in the name of faith, who will still remember these?

Liu Yiqing still had no expression on her face. She sat on the chariot, with her eyes closed, as if she was about to fall asleep. Perhaps because the chariot kept shaking, it looked like a shaker.

The people carrying the chariot were four ordinary servants, not disciples of Jiange. There was no disciple of Jiange around the chariot. All the disciples of Jiange were not in Linkang, nor in Jiange, but on the road.

All the disciples of Jiange followed Chen Pipi and moved north with thousands of Protestant scholars. According to the original plan, they should be approaching Song territory and getting closer to Tang Kingdom at this time.

There is only one person in Liu Yiqing tonight - although he is a powerful person in Zhiming Realm, he cannot change the fate of this city. He is going to meet his own destiny.

The tragic roar and the sound of killing were gradually thrown behind Xiao Yan. The closer to the imperial city, the quieter it became. No believers came here to cause trouble, no houses caught fire, and the streets were dark.

On both sides of the dark street, countless rapid breathing sounds were faintly heard, and occasionally the sound of weapons and armor colliding, which contained endless dangers.

Liu Yiqing could hear it clearly, but he did nothing and had no warning expression on his face. He knew that those who could make him hear would never dare to attack him.

Yes, Southern Jin is known as the second most powerful country in the world, with a strong military power, but no one dared to attack him. Xiao Yan walked from the west of the city to the front of the imperial city, and no soldier dared to move.

Because he is the younger brother of the sword saint Liu Bai, he is the lord of the current sword pavilion. He once entered the palace with one sword and killed the Emperor of Southern Jin. In recent years, he was the last spirit and courage of the people of Southern Jin.

The imperial city was shrouded in the night, without any lights, extremely dark and very silent.

When the chariot stopped, Liu Yiqing slowly looked up and looked at the closed city gate. He was already blind, but his eyes seemed to pass through the white cloth in front of him, trying to cut the city gate open.

His right hand left his knee and landed on the hilt of the sword beside him.

The four people carrying the chariot ran towards the night with fear and anxiety.

Liu Yiqing knew very well that the real danger, or his final destiny, was in this quiet imperial city.

A few months ago, the big ship sailing towards the Kingdom of God completely changed the situation on earth. The Xiling Temple issued an edict, and the whole world began to kill Protestantism. The Southern Jin Dynasty, from the royal family to the military and then to ordinary people, all turned to the Xiling Temple. The dark tide had turned into a tide.

No one has the strength to save it. If Liu Bai is still alive, with his supreme reputation in the Southern Jin Dynasty and his unimaginable strength, or it may be, but Liu Bai is already dead.

He is just Liu Bai's younger brother.

Faced with this raging tide, he had only two choices: either leave or die.

He chose to stay, that is, he chose to die.

The heavy city gate opened quietly, with loud hooves. Hundreds of Southern Jin heavy cavalry in armor rushed out of the imperial city, with iron spears as if they were like forests and cold light was pressing.

Hundreds of torches suddenly stopped on the imperial city, just like hundreds of rockets shooting sails at night at the same time. The dark night sky was illuminated instantly, like daytime, and even a little dazzling.

Under the escort of dozens of masters, the Emperor of Southern Jin came to the city wall and looked at Liu Yiqing and shouted loudly: "Damn blind, tonight is your death!"

The current emperor of Southern Jin is very young. When Liu Yiqing killed his former emperor of Southern Jin, he chose the youngest son of the deceased to succeed him, thinking that he was very young and not so troublesome.

Now that several years have passed, the little emperor is still the little emperor, but it is obvious that he has become very troublesome now. The fear, hatred and anger of the Southern Jin royal family towards Jiange are reflected in his words.

The little emperor's face was very pale because he was afraid of the blind man in front of the imperial city, which contained an abnormal bloody red on his pale cheeks. He was very excited because he thought that the blind man would die soon.

His voice trembled very violently because he was afraid and excited. The incandescent light shining from hundreds of torches made his eyes narrow and he looked intoxicated.

Liu Yiqing did not squint to express disdain or contempt because he was blind and there was no emotion on other parts of his face because the real disdain was invisible.

"You can't kill me."

Liu Yiqing said, with a calm expression because he stated the facts - neither the hundreds of cavalry that rushed out of the palace gate nor the dozens of cultivators who served the emperor on the top of the city could have killed him.

If this could kill him, how could the Emperor of Southern Jin be killed by him?

The little emperor's face became very ugly. He knew very well that no one could save Liu Yiqing tonight, but he could not refute Liu Yiqing's words, because the person who could kill Liu Yiqing was not his.

The ground in front of the imperial city trembled slightly, which was a vibration from afar, followed by a slight bursting sound in the air and a heavy sound of horse hooves as heavy as thunder.

Liu Yiqing knew that two thousand cavalrymen of the Xiling Temple had arrived.

In front of the imperial city that was as bright as day, it suddenly became dim. Along with the night, there were dozens of priests from the Xiling Temple. Walking in front was an extremely thin middle-aged Taoist.

The middle-aged Taoist named Zhao is named Sishou, and he is now the chief of the Tianyu Secretariat of the Xiling Temple. He also has a more important identity - the second son of Zhao Nanhai, the great priest of the South China Sea.

Liu Yiqing did not look at Zhao Sishou, but looked at the deep night.

Zhao Sishou is a powerful man in the South China Sea Zhiming Realm, but Liu Yiqing has no eyes on him, only that dark night.

I don't know who was in that dark night.

Liu Yiqing looked at the night and asked, "The Temple is ready to interfere directly in the world?"

A voice came from the night: "This was originally started by you."

Liu Yiqing thought about it and agreed with this statement. He first opened a corner of the curtain in the new era, so let him completely lift the curtain tonight.

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(After two months, I finally came back. Thank you for your concern and greetings. I have not reported the specific questions in detail, because after all, it is a private matter. I just asked for leave and felt that it was not suitable to say too much to annoy everyone. I said before, I found time to chat at the end of the year, and then wait. I really have a lot of feelings. I was hospitalized for the first time in my life. Now all the details of my life have changed. I have said goodbye to many hobbies. Some novelty. Thinking about it well, this is also a good thing. You can live a different life. In terms of work, I will start doing it slowly, and the speed will be slower, and it may not be updated every day. After adapting, I will adjust it. In addition, today's chapter did not use the first two chapters of the chapter titles, and I want to have a good intention to start over. I wish you all good. Please exercise more. A low-sugar, low-fat, low-salt diet is very important. It is really more important than anything else. Swimming is the best.)
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