Unrivaled Miracle Doctor and the God-Defying Demonic Consort

"Linchuan Chronicles? Shengyuan Chronicles? Heavenly Capital"

In the center of Linchuan, there is a vast country with countless territories, stretching thousands of miles. In the center of the country, there is a capital called the "Tiandu".

The capital of heaven is as big as a small country.

The city has six gates, one in the north and south, and two in the east and west. There are straight post roads connecting all parts of the country.

The city is planned in a rectangular shape, vertically and horizontally, and progressively layer by layer. The city is prosperous and the people are rich...

"Tiandu." The plaque drawn with gold powder condensed on the solemn city wall that is more than one hundred meters high, aroused Mu Qingge's interest.

She raised her chin, condensed on the plaque, her eyes scanning the entire city gate.

The city wall is about a hundred feet high, towering, tall, solemn and heavy. Just the city wall makes people feel like they want to bow their heads.

Above the city wall, the buildings are connected by bridge corridors, flags are flying, and the soldiers above are golden armors, majestic and majestic, staring into the distance without squinting.

The city gate is also made of solid ebony wood and reinforced with copper sauce. The facade is colorful, and when you look closely, it is actually inlaid with various high-end beast cores. This process alone cannot be measured by money.

The wealth of the Saint Yuan Empire was truly revealed in front of everyone.

Zhao Nanxing rode up to Mu Qingge and laughed a little helplessly: "High-ranking beast cores are valuable and priceless in the third-class countries, rare treasures. In the face of the capital of the Saint Yuan Empire, they can only be used as a city. The decoration on the door. The contrast is really hurtful!"

When his words fell, Feng Yufei rode to the other side of Mu Qingge, glanced at Mu Qingge, and said, "The third-class countries have always been in these second-class countries, and the first-class countries look like beggars. Like existence, I’m afraid it won’t go smoothly when I enter the capital this time."

The words of the two turned around in Mu Qingge's ears. The corners of her mouth were lightly raised, her eyes fell from the plaque, and she looked at the two of them: "It's okay, we don't cause trouble or worry about it."

Zhao Nanxing and Feng Yufei nodded seriously.

"Let's go, let's go first to see what this largest city in Linchuan looks like!" Mu Qingge gave an order, and the Three Kingdoms team, followed by them, slowly stepped across the Baiyu Bridge on the moat, towards the city gate. near.

Qin, Li, and Yu are the representatives of the third-class countries this time.

This is Mu Qingge's decision and the most appropriate decision.

The commanders of the three kingdoms were Mu Qingge, Zhao Nanxing, and Feng Yufei. From this point of view, at least the issue of internal disunity was fundamentally resolved.

Don't worry, you are busy in front, and there will be people stabbing the knife in the back.

As for Tu Guo and Ba Guo, the former is that Mu Qingge has zero favorability towards them, and she is not familiar with Tu Guozhong's generals. The latter is because of their institutional problems. The relations among the various ethnic groups in Pakistan are very complicated. If they come, they may also involve some branches.

Therefore, Li and Yu are the best.

According to requirements, no more than two thousand representatives can be sent from each country. The total number of people in the three countries is around 6,000. These 6,000 people lined up outside the Tiandu City, and it was considered a landscape, provoking constant curiosity, or stopping to discuss.

"Stop!" A stern shout came from under the city gate.

An extremely sharp sword, braving the cold light, stood in front of Mu Qingge and blocked her way.

Mu Qingge's eyes fell on the sword, and a faint light flashed in his eyes, and there was an unsearchable voice saying: "Spirit weapon." A city gate **** used all weapons. How rich is this Shengyuan Empire?

"Who are you waiting, dare to lead the army into the capital!" The person who stopped Mu Qingge, wearing golden armor, looked like a general in charge of defending the city.

He looked cold, with a hint of arrogance in his tone.

Mu Qingge's eyes narrowed slightly with his look of finding fault.

Zhao Nanxing immediately took the initiative and said: "This general, we are the representatives of the third-class countries entering the capital to participate in the Linchuan meeting. Please let us enter the city."

He came with a calm mind, but the general who defended the city obviously didn't think so.

After hearing Zhao Nanxing's self-report, the expression between his brows became more and more arrogant and contemptuous. He raised his chin and looked up: "It turns out to be from a third-class country!"

He bit the word'third-class country' into a strange yin and yang, and immediately attracted the crowds around and other guards to laugh.

Laugh out loud, not cover your lips and laugh slightly.

They laughed unscrupulously at the messengers from the third-class countries. The crowd of laughter made the third-class army of thousands of people blush.

Fortunately, they were all the best sergeants from the Three Kingdoms. Even if they were humiliated at the gate, they still stood upright and kept their eyes straight. However, the hands holding their weapons were tightly clenched, the green veins on the back of the hand were exposed, and the joints were white.

"This is the quality of the goalkeeper of Tiandu?" A cold sneer, came without delay.

But unexpectedly, the laughter of those who burst into laughter suddenly stopped.

All around, it suddenly became quiet, and everyone's eyes were tacitly looking at the person who made the sound.

"Bold! Do you dare to slander this general!" General Jin Jia's face was gloomy, with Mu Qingge's sharp sword in his hand, and he drew closer.

His actions caused the other defenders to aim their weapons at Mu Qingge and others.

"Slander?" Mu Qingge's clear eyes lightly swept across the sharp sword in his hand, his tone was still so calm, but with sarcasm: "It's just a watchdog, it's worth it. Is it slander?"

"You!" General Jin Jia glared angrily, and a green light flashed from the sharp sword, slamming towards Mu Qingge. "court death!"

This scene came suddenly, Zhao Nanxing and Feng Yufei, who were closest to Mu Qingge among the teams of the third-class countries, opened their eyes wide in shock, but didn't mean to act.

The surrounding imperial people looked at the general guarding the city in surprise. With that expression, it seemed that in the next second, you would see this madman, blood splattered on the spot, and immediately fell from Yan.

Either, die by violent death. Or, it's just wagging to apologize!

The people of the empire thought so, and the Jinjia general also had such a fantasy.

When he stabbed this sword, the corners of his mouth and eyes were cold. It seemed that Mu Qingge was indistinguishable from a dog in his eyes.

Oh, the only difference is that this dog is very handsome, if you can sell it in the small house, I am afraid you can make a lot of money!

In an instant, sentient beings were in various forms.

The tip of the sword with Hanmang in it had already come to Mu Qingge's eyes.

However, she didn't need to flash, she seemed to be scared and stupid in the eyes of others.

Click!

A crisp sound like a bell rang outside the city gate.

Immediately afterwards, everyone saw the golden armored general who was arrogantly drawing his sword just now, flying backwards, passing directly through the entire city gate, and falling heavily on the street inside the city gate, raising a cloud of dust, even more' Wow, vomited a big mouthful of blood.

hiss--!

What happened? !

The people of the imperial capital all opened their eyes wide, their expressions were very uniform, they were shocked and full of disbelief.

They froze in place, staring at the embarrassed figure of General Jin Jia lying on the ground, and lost their reaction.

They didn't see exactly what happened, they saw the general flying out, apparently, he was also seriously injured.

At this time, someone noticed Mu Qingge.

She still sits lazily on the Yanma in a tall and straight, indifferent expression. The beautiful facial features, exquisite and unparalleled, glow with dazzling brilliance.

Under the Yan horse she was riding, a sharp blade fell quietly on the ground.

Seeing this scene, the people of the empire took a deep breath again.

The general who defended the city was not only defeated, but his sword was broken? !

But how did all this happen?

The people couldn't see clearly, and the soldiers outside the city gate were also shocked. They also didn't see clearly what was going on, they saw their heads flying out, lying on the ground constantly vomiting blood, probably more than half their lives.

And the person their leader wanted to teach, but riding on the Yanma intact, as if he hadn't moved.

Zhao Nanxing sighed and shook his head, and said with a volume that only three of them could hear: "I can't stop you even if you want to die, dare to take action against our little Lord? It's like the birthday star hangs himself!"

His expression seemed to sympathize with General Jin Jia's experience, but his tone was clearly blatantly gloating!

Feng Yufei's phoenix eyes glanced lightly, and said to Mu Qingge: "Ordinarily, there should have been officials from the Saint Yuan Empire waiting here to receive us. But so far, no one is seen."

Mu Qingge laughed mockingly, "It's just hiding in the dark to watch the show." After that, she clamped her horse's belly lightly with her legs, and Hei Yan lifted its noble hooves and swept around a group of silly people with contempt. The crowd glanced at them, pacing slowly into the city gate.

One rider and one rider, just in front of everyone's eyes, the sergeant guarding the city slowly entered the city.

Those sergeants holding weapons stared at Mu Qingge, but did not dare to take it easily. They could only watch her pass through the thick city wall, the long doorway, and enter the sky.

The sound of Hei Yan's horses' hoofs was particularly loud at this time, as if he could hear the sound of hoofs on the heart from far away.

"Puff...cough cough..." General Jin Jia crawled on the spacious street, standing around the street, crowded with onlookers. They watched this scene dumbfounded, not knowing what happened outside the city gate.

Why is the guardian general, who has always been majestic and a symbol of the empire, lying on the street like a dead dog?

The most important thing is...who? Who is so kind? To dare to fight the general defending the city is simply a slap in the face of the Empire!

In their shock, they finally saw a man slowly coming on horseback.

Under the backlight, they looked down on the appearance of the man immediately, but they could feel a powerful momentum spreading out quickly, making people tremble.

Vaguely, they could see that the person who came was not old and was wearing a red suit. The coquettish dazzling, its brilliance, as if overshadowing the sun in the sky.

He gives people a frivolous and unruly feeling that people dare not look down upon.

When she slowly walked out of the backlight, her face was finally clear.

Those who saw it clearly took a breath in their hearts. No matter who she is, her appearance is too amazing, so beautiful that it is too beautiful to dare to look directly at it.

Such a face like a disaster, appearing on the face of a frivolous young man, it is simply brilliant, making the world sad!

Just when the people of the empire were surprised by Mu Qingge's appearance and were overwhelmed by it, she had already walked up to the golden armor general and looked at him condescendingly.

Lying on the ground, the golden armor general, whose bones all seemed to be broken, only felt a shadow on his head, covering him.

Qiang held up his head, he saw Mu Qingge's indifferent face in the shadow.

An unprecedented fear struck his heart, and he shouted in horror: "You...you dare to seriously wound the Imperial soldiers in the street! You..."

"I just came today, don't force me to kill." Mu Qingge's indifference interrupted his words.

This inexplicable remark seemed not to be said to him.

General Jin Jia was taken aback for a moment, his whole body painful, made him groan in pain.

But at this time, Mu Qingge was riding Heiyan, stepping past him, as if his existence was not worthy of her.

This sense of ignorance made General Jin Jia stiff, as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.

"Oh! My officer came here a while late, why did such a thing happen?"

When Mu Qingge didn't take a few steps, a man wearing the official uniform of the Saint Yuan Empire, with his entourage, appeared suddenly. The greasy face was filled with hypocritical smiles.

He took the people and walked directly in front of Mu Qingge. He didn't even look at the golden armored general on the ground like a dead dog. He smiled and said with a smile: "Presumably this is the famous Lord Mu Xiaojue of the third-class national border. ?"

Mu Qingge's eyes faintly swept across him, her lips pursed in silence.

Just this glance made the official shudder all over, and his smile became stiff.

Zhao Nanxing and Feng Yufei looked at each other, the former said: "Go."

Feng Yufei nodded and raised his hand with a wave. An army of 6,000 people behind him followed the two men and went directly into the city gate.

The soldiers who defended the city, no matter how high their cultivation base, but the indifferent eyes of the six thousand people, made them afraid to move. They could only stand stiff and stand still, and the weapons they were holding had long been silent. Up.

They condensed six thousand people, shocked in their hearts, and repeated a question in their hearts, ‘is this really a soldier from a barren land like a third-class country? ’

Zhao Nanxing and Feng Yufei brought people from third-class countries to Mu Qingge's back.

In this scene, the officials who came to greet him silently wiped some cold sweat from his forehead.

The aura of these people is too strong, and it doesn't match his previous imagination!

‘It’s said that it’s a fat man to pick up people from third-class countries. Every time you encounter such a thing, there will always be oil and water into the account. Why this time, he was obviously dismissed, but he still looked like hell? And these people seem to be a little different from those from third-class countries before! The officials who came to greet him were maligned.

"Who are you?" Mu Qingge's cold voice fell from above his head.

It fell in the ears of the official, but it was like thunder.

Almost subconsciously, he reported his origins: "The lower official is the fourth-rank apostle of the Imperial Ministry of Ritual, Qiu Zhu. I am here to pick up the third-class envoys and go to the post house to rest."

After speaking, he reacted and was shocked.

Why did you cooperate obediently?

"Qiu Zhuo?" Mu Qingge repeated his name. Before he smiled again, he added coldly: "You are late."

An ordinary narrative, to Qiu Zhu's ear, seemed to be accountability.

Originally, as an official of the Shengyuan Empire, he could ignore Mu Qingge's emotions at all. However, inexplicably, as if he saw the nobles in the Saint Yuan Empire, he made a smile and kept accusing him: "He is late in coming to an official office, and he hopes that the little Lord will atone for his sins!"

This kind of humble attitude surprised even him, not to mention the attendants who followed him and the people onlookers.

The eyes of the people of the empire were really hot.

Mu Qingge also didn't want to stay on the street and be a watch in the eyes of others.

He said to Qiu Zhu: "Lead the way."

The simple two words seem to have become an irresistible command.

Qiu Zhu quickly turned and led the way, leading the mighty 6,000 people towards the third-class country post house. He didn't even look at the General Jinjia who was lying on the ground.

After defeating the empire's defending general, he could leave without incident, without punishment, or even blame.

This news spread quickly in the capital.

Then it spread, naturally there was Mu Qingge who beat people.

And Qiu Zhu called him "Mu Xiaojue Ye", which was also remembered by the common people and spread.

"I heard that among the people from the third-class countries who came to participate in the Linchuan meeting this time, one of them is a little Lord, who looks so handsome. I'm afraid that the number one beauty in the capital cannot be compared with him. The most important thing is that he seems to be very powerful. He vomited blood from the general who defended the city and was not held accountable."

"Tsk tusk, there are such talents in third-class countries?"

"Yes! I have seen it with my own eyes, there is absolutely no false statement!"

"Being able to vomit blood and lose half of his life when the general defending the city can be beaten, it seems that the strength of Lord Mu Xiaozhu is extraordinary!"

"What's the matter? The general defending the city is just the general defending the city. You let him come to compare with the geniuses of our Tiandu? In terms of alchemy, we have the eldest son of the Jing family. On the cultivation level, the third master of the Shen family listens. It is said that Xiu base has entered the Purple Realm not long ago. Let’s talk about beauty... let alone the first beauty in the capital, Miss Feiyue of the Lan family, the beautiful flowers of the Hua family, I’m afraid he is not comparable to him. On." Someone said dissatisfied.

However, his words were ridiculed by others.

"Why don't you compare him to His Majesty the Holy King? A disciple from a third-class country, no matter how powerful it is, it is limited."

"Yes, it's really hard for him to compare him with the geniuses of our Tiandu."

"However, Lord Mu from these third-class countries has just arrived in Tiandu when everyone talks about him, and he is quite capable."

...

In the streets and alleys of Tiandu, among teahouses and wine shops, Mu Qingge accidentally became the headline of the hot topic search. The content of the discussion everywhere is similar, that is, he is full of interest and curiosity about Mu Qingge, and he also brought out the young geniuses of Tiandu and degraded her.

This kind of contradictory psychology continues to spread in the hearts of the people in Tiandu, and even tends to get worse.

And when all this happened, Mu Qingge had already arrived in the post house prepared by the Saint Yuan Empire for the third-class countries.

The post house is located in the northwest corner of Tiandu, not far from the palace, but not too close.

It occupies a large area, the palace is undulating, and the environment is quiet. It's more than enough to accommodate six thousand people.

"Lord Mu, this is the place where the third-class countries live. If you have any needs, you can just explain. If you just arrived today, please rest first. There is a wind banquet in the palace in the evening, and the current officials will come to pick you up. Everyone enter the palace." After Qiu Zhu finished speaking to the three of Mu Qingge, he withdrew from the post house.

This neat appearance is seriously inconsistent with his previous behavior.

Until he walked out of the post house, his staff said in surprise: "My lord, why are you so... so polite today in front of the messengers of these third-class countries?"

Qiu Zhu walked out of the post hall, his waist straightened a bit.

The words of his subordinates made him flick his sleeves angrily, turned his head and glanced at the post house behind him a little unwillingly, before he said: "Although the little Lord Mu is from a third-class country, he feels that he can't provoke me. Characters. The official's intuition has always been very accurate, so it’s best not to act rashly until you don’t know the details."

Qiu Zhuo's words were a surprise.

He has been following Qiu Zhu for many years, and it can be said that he knows how Qiu Zhu, a small officer in the Ministry of Rites, became the servant of today. The biggest reason is his super-ordinary acumen. It seems that he is born with the ability to seek good and avoid evil. He can feel who is good for him, who cannot offend him, and what is harmful to him. Wait.

Therefore, Qiu Zhuo's words shocked him. He couldn't figure it out, a group of people from a third-class country, even if they were noble in the third-class country and came to the empire, what would it be? It deserves Qiu Zhuo's attention.

He didn't doubt Qiu Zhu's intuition, but said with some regret: "I thought it was a fat sheep this time, but he didn't expect it to be a group of ancestors."

Qiu Zhu glared at him and warned in a low voice: "Is money or life important?"

When he yelled at him, his subordinates shrank their necks and stopped talking.

After a while, he hesitated and said, "This Lord Mu Xiaojue hit the general defending the city at the city gate. Do you want to report this matter?"

Qiu Zhu raised his chin and said, "Of course I have to report it. Do you think you can hide such a big noise? I'm afraid it has spread all over the sky now."

"Then how do we report it?" the subordinate asked, turning his eyes.

Qiu Zhu stared at him and sneered: "I know exactly what your kid is thinking about. I said, don't act rashly until you know the details. Just report it to the truth, don't add any oil and jealousy."

"Yes..." Qiu Zhuo's subordinate nodded and bowed.

When he came to the carriage, he bent and helped Qiu Zhu into the carriage.

The carriage drove slowly and gradually left the scope of the post house.

After they left, Zhao Nanxing walked into the main hall of the post house and said to Mu Qingge in the hall: "Qingge, they are gone."

Mu Qingge turned around with his hand, nodded almost impossible to find, and said to Zhao Nanxing and Feng Yufei: "Our third-class countries, in the eyes of these second-class countries with high self-esteem, first-class people, it can be said that it is nothing. What happened at the gate of the city today is just an appetizer. I am afraid that the palace banquet tonight is wonderful, you all go back and rest well, cheer up at night, don’t lose the face of our third-class countries."

Zhao Nanxing and Feng Yufei nodded heavily.

Zhao Nanxing sneered and said sarcastically: "This area can be said to be the poorest and most mixed place in the sky. Arranging the post of the third-class country here, you can see that the Saint Yuan Empire has Attitude is extremely disregarded."

"For them, a third-class country is a barren land. The so-called poor mountains and bad waters produce spoilers. In their eyes, even if our status is noble, we are nothing more than spoilers. Why is the post house arranged here? "Feng Yufei said lightly.

"Then they can't be bullied." Zhao Nanxing raised his eyebrows.

After all, he looked at Mu Qingge.

He thought he understood Mu Qingge and knew that with her temperament, he would never be wronged. Today, the entire third-class borders are headed by her and respected by her.

Therefore, whether for herself or third-class countries, she will not be bullied.

Just like when she was at the gate of the city, she could choose to settle the problem peacefully, but she took such a tough approach to enter the city.

She is telling the people in Tiandu, telling the Holy Yuan Empire that the third-class countries are no longer to be bullied at will!

Even the emperors of various countries had prepared early, and Mu Qingge had no plans to give them the treasures and money they had dredged in the Saint Yuan Empire.

The two looked at Mu Qingge, and Mu Qingge raised his lips and smiled: "What do you guys see me doing?"

Zhao Nanxing and Feng Yufei exchanged glances. The latter said: "We are naturally waiting for you to give a limit. Tell us, where is the bottom line?"

Knowing the bottom line will not be passive. It won't really cause an unmanageable mess and cause Mu Qingge to trouble.

However, Mu Qingge laughed: "There is no bottom line. We represent a third-class country, and we must have the integrity of a third-class country. Anyone who hurts our integrity will be beaten back unceremoniously for me. What's the matter, I will carry it!"

"You have to carry it together, don't carry everything by yourself." Zhao Nanxing disapproved.

He already knew the identity of Mu Qingge's daughter, and his admiration for her in the past has not decreased but increased. It’s just that the heart of pity and cherishing jade will rise in my heart, and I can’t bear to let a woman stand in front of her and carry everything, and as a man, he is also Mu Qingge’s senior, but he can only hide behind her and accept her asylum. .

He could never do this kind of thing for granted.

"I see." Mu Qingge didn't argue with anything either.

After discussing the Linchuan meeting for a while, the three returned to their rooms to rest.

The furnishings and arrangements in the post house cannot be called gorgeous, but it is also simple and generous. Mu Qingge never pays attention to furnishings, staying outside temporarily, as long as the place is clean and tidy.

Therefore, she will not be upset because of the post house.

In fact, the feeling of this trip to the Saint Yuan Empire is no stranger to her. In her previous life, she led the team to participate in special forces competitions all over the world.

In the eyes of soldiers in countries more developed than China, they look down upon them, who are only as tall as their shoulders or at the base of their ears.

However, she used her excellent and amazing results to prove the strength of herself and her comrades again and again in front of these foreign soldiers.

She will not forget the disdain in the eyes of those soldiers, from the initial disdain, slowly transformed to surprise, and finally to admiration.

Therefore, the people of the Saint Yuan Empire look down on people from third-class countries, which is nothing to her.

When the mentality is right, reason will not be influenced by emotion, and will not make wrong judgments and decisions!

This time, her purpose is to enter the quota of ancient ruins. That is her goal, everything else is out of date.

This time Mu Qingge came over. Among the two thousand people in Qin, there were three hundred dragon teeth guards and seven hundred thousand soldiers. The rest are trained everywhere. The remaining 1,000 people were selected by Qin Jinchen from the Qin army.

Returning to his room, Mu Qingge lay on the bed, his thoughts a little confused.

She had never expected that she would come back to the Saint Yuan Empire so soon.

However, the Saint Yuan Empire was originally one of her goals, so it wouldn't seem too abrupt.

"Will he appear at tonight's palace banquet?" Suddenly, Mu Qingge said to himself. In the tone, there is a kind of impatientness.

A figure emerged in his mind.

It seemed that the existence of this person made her look forward to tonight's palace banquet, but she was a little confused.

The mentality of wanting to see and not wanting to see bothered her and couldn't calmly rest.

This time, she walked to his side.

And she also had the answer in her heart, and she wanted to tell him in person!

...

As soon as night fell, the Chinese lanterns in the capital of the sky came on, like daylight.

In the tea house and wine shop, the guests are full of guests, and it is very lively, not at all like the appearance of night.

Mu Qingge and the three, sitting in the carriage brought by Qiu Zhuo, walked slowly on the main street of Tiandu. Behind the carriage, there were ten guards brought by each of them, and the rest were waiting in the post house.

Qiu Zhuo's carriage led the way and didn't sit with them, which actually helped the three of them.

Feng Yufei opened the corner of the curtains, admiring the night sky, the lights shining in her phoenix eyes, which looked colorful.

After watching for a while, she lowered the curtains to block the colorful and noisy sounds outside the car.

"Unexpectedly, it's nightfall this day, and it's more lively than the day." Feng Yufei looked at Mu Qingge and said.

Mu Qingge smiled faintly, "After all, it is the largest city on the Linchuan Continent, so it must be different."

Zhao Nanxing also followed: "The sky is not like the capital of our country. At night, there will be a curfew. There is no curfew in the sky. These night markets can last until dawn before they close."

Feng Yufei nodded: "Perhaps only the strength of the Shengyuan Empire can do this." Its strength is destined to not have to worry about any unruly people, it will secretly mess up. I am also confident that I can solve all problems.

Mu Qingge laughed suddenly.

Zhao Nanxing and Feng Yufei looked at her and asked curiously, "What are you laughing at?"

Mu Qingge played the non-existent dust on the corners of his clothes, and smiled undiminished: "I suddenly felt that if we live in this area, we can appreciate the true style of Tiandu."

The three chatted casually, and the carriage stopped after more than half an hour.

"Are you there?" Feng Yufei finished speaking, and lifted a corner of the curtains and looked out.

After watching for a while, she withdrew her gaze, turned to Mu Qingge and Zhao Nanxing and said, "I thought it was there, but I didn't expect to walk to the inner city gate."

As soon as her voice fell, the carriage started again.

It seems that the inspection is over.

After swaying for a while, the carriage stopped again.

Zhao Nanxing smiled and opened the curtains to look out, "It should be here this time."

Sure enough, when he just lowered the curtains, Qiu Zhuo's voice came in from outside the carriage.

"Lord Mu, Your Royal Highness, Your Royal Highness, we have already arrived outside the palace. According to the rules of the palace, anyone who enters the palace is not allowed to carry weapons. If three of you have weapons, please hand them over and leave. At that time, it will be returned to you. At the same time, please also ask your subordinates to hand over their weapons."

Mu Qingge faintly raised his eyebrows, and rubbed the cot on the index finger with the thumb of his thumb. After thinking about it, she took it off and threw it directly into the space.

Zhao Nanxing and Feng Yufei didn't carry weapons, so they didn't need to hand in anything.

After Mu Qingge nodded slightly, Zhao Nanxing said to Qiu Zhu: "I see."

After getting an affirmative answer, Qiu Zhu turned around and left.

When entering the palace gate, the guard at the palace gate lifted the curtain, glanced at the three people in the carriage with scrutinizing eyes, and then lowered the curtain.

Then, the three heard the sound of a light weapon coming from outside the car.

It seems that the people they brought were handing in the weapons on their bodies according to their orders.

After that, the guards guarding the palace gate let the road open, opened the palace gate, and let them in.

Connected to the gate of the palace is a long corridor, which can be seen through the gap of the car window. On both sides of the corridor, the majestic palace guards stand.

The surroundings are very quiet, and only the sound of wheels crushing and the sound of horseshoes can be heard.

This kind of quietness, invisible, gives people a kind of psychological pressure, and brings a kind of inexplicable panic.

When Feng Yufei silently counted to five hundred, they felt the carriage stopped for a while, and there was a sound of opening the palace gate.

After the carriage entered the second palace gate, the inexplicable pressure suddenly disappeared.

Feng Yufei quietly spit out a suffocating breath, his palms were full of cold sweat.

She looked at Mu Qingge, who closed her eyes and slumbered, and at Zhao Nanxing, whose face was a little pale, and asked, "Are you okay?"

Zhao Nanxing pursed his lips and shook his head.

Among the three, he had the lowest cultivation base, and naturally the pressure he felt was the greatest. Had it not been for his determination, he would have collapsed under the pressure just now.

Seeing Zhao Nanxing's complexion gradually recovering, Feng Yufei gave us a wry smile half-jokingly: "It seems that this is the imperial power given to us by the Saint Yuan Empire."

Compared with this, the jumping clown at the gate is not worth mentioning.

Outside the carriage, a breeze blew, and the curtains were opened.

The cool wind brought the light from outside and slipped in, illuminating the car at that moment, making the car bright and dark.

The carriage listened again, and the curtain was lifted, revealing Qiu Zhu's appearance.

"Lord Mu, Your Royal Highness, Your Royal Highness, we have already arrived. The road behind this can only be walked. Please get off the bus." Qiu Zhuo said.

Mu Qingge slowly opened his eyes, and his clear eyes fell directly on Qiu Zhuo.

For no reason, Qiu Zhu felt a chill in his heart, and he seemed to be much more sober.

He did not show any strangeness, respectfully stepped aside and let the three of them get out of the car.

Mu Qingge and others got off the car one by one, and after they were down to earth, they found that they were standing in a small square. There are palace lanterns all around the square, shining brightly.

Around the square, there also stood the Janitor, with a cold and solemn expression.

"Three, please here." Qiu Zhu walked to the three of them and said to them.

The three of Mu Qingge followed him to the third palace gate, and the thirty people they brought were left half of them, reduced from thirty to fifteen.

The fifteen people left are waiting here for the end of the banquet.

The fifteen people brought in can be served personally.

The third palace gate was slowly pushed open, revealing another tunnel. Fortunately, this tunnel is not too long, and it looks like a hundred meters under visual inspection.

A group of people stepped into the tunnel.

There are no imperial guards on either side, only high palace walls.

Mu Qingge noticed that there were many holes on the palace walls on both sides.

"What's the use of these holes?" Feng Yufei also noticed the small holes all over the palace wall.

Zhao Nanxing explained: "It is said that these palace walls have a mezzanine in the middle, and the mezzanine is filled with kerosene. If an outsider breaks in, you can open the mechanism and the kerosene will flow out. You only need a rocket to change here. The land of trapped beasts will turn into a sea of ​​fire, and the criminals will burn to death in the future."

Feng Yufei's heart was chilled.

The layers of levels in the Shengyuan Empire's palace opened her eyes.

Qiu Zhu, who was walking in the front, heard Zhao Nanxing's words, turned his eyes to look at him and smiled: "His Royal Highness has a lot of experience, and he can see the true meaning of this place at a glance."

Zhao Nanxing's jaw slightly, with a gentle smile on the corner of his mouth.

Walking out of the tunnel, another small square greeted them.

However, this square is no longer empty. In addition to palace lanterns, there is also a rest place.

However, this resting place is also extremely simple, like a large tent set up temporarily.

"Let's wait here for a while." Qiu Zhu pointed to the tent and said.

Wait here?

Mu Qingge raised his eyebrows faintly, and asked, "Waiting for a second-class country?"

Qiu Zhuo was not embarrassed by Mu Qingge's words. He just smiled and said, "The officials are also on orders, so please don't blame the little Lord Mu."

As soon as he finished his words, he heard the sound of a carriage.

A few people followed the prestige, and they saw four carriages, passing directly through the third palace gate and directly entering here.

Feng Yufei frowned and asked Qiu Zhu: "Why can they enter in a carriage? And we need to walk here?"

"Just because you are from a lowly third-class country!"

Before Qiu Zhu answered, a domineering voice came from the first carriage.

Following this, there were many people's mocking laughter...