From Xiaoao to travel around the world

Chapter 139
"Your Majesty, it's time to eat."

In the endless darkness, Yang Qing heard a call sounding beside her, and countless memories in her mind shrank back into her heart like ebbing waves, and her consciousness returned instantly.

The first feeling was that I was lying on the bed, covered with a fine and thin blanket.

He didn't rush to open his eyes, and his mind circled around his body for a while, and found that the emerald-colored Changchun Zhenqi was floating in the sea of ​​Qi like an endless void.

The remaining eight paths of true qi are connected to it one by one and have not disappeared.

It's just that the nine qi are slightly dim, and they all look like they've been consumed too much.

In addition, the sword energy that he had condensed in the six veins before was nowhere to be seen.

However, compared to the various martial arts that need to be practiced from scratch, a little loss can be recovered in a short time, which is almost negligible.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty?"

The calling sounded again, and infinite associations arose in Yang Qing's heart.

Different from the previous two times, right now he knows that he is still an adult body as soon as he circulates his true energy, and he has to think about the name of the person next to him.

With a basic judgment on himself, Yang Qing stopped dozing off and slowly opened his eyes.

The entry point is the panlong purple gauze tent with good light transmission, and the bed is wider than ordinary people's houses.

Looking sideways, there was an eunuch in a blue Futou robe standing outside the tent, bending over and looking at him earnestly.It could be vaguely seen that this person was only a boy of fifteen or sixteen years old.

Yang Qing got up and lifted the thin blanket, and saw that she was still wearing the same gray shirt as before, and the green cloth shoes she was used to were placed in front of the bed.

He endured countless questions and opened the gauze curtain, looking straight at the young eunuch in front of him.

"What did you just call me?"

"Emperor...Emperor?"

The boy's body trembled, as if he didn't know where to offend Longyan, he raised his head to look at him in a panic and knelt down:
"The emperor forgives the sin, the emperor forgives the sin."

Yang Qing helplessly reached out to lift him up, and said helplessly under the latter's terrified expression: "Go get a mirror."

"Yes, servant girl will do it now."

The young eunuch trotted all the way to one side, his footsteps echoing in the empty bedroom.

After a while, he returned to the bed holding the bronze mirror, and Yang Qing looked up.Seeing himself in the mirror looks the same, but he has returned to his 20-year-old appearance.

"Skill loss, age fading..."

Yang Qing thought that if there was only one skill, would he still have to practice it again from a young age like the previous two times when his skill was not enough?
"Your Majesty, let's go eat quickly, General Song should be in a hurry..."

"Well, let's go."

Standing up, Yang Qing thought to himself that although he still doesn't know the background of this world, the status of emperor seems to be good.

After all, I am just concentrating on cultivation, and it is a good choice to live a stable life without messing around.

Inadvertently glanced at the slightly trembling hand of the eunuch in front of him, Yang Qing frowned: Could it be that the emperor's predecessor was a tyrant?

Thinking of this, Yang Qing walked towards the outside of the hall and asked the young man behind him, "What's your name?"

"Slave servant... Slave servant is called Wei Cheng."

"Why are you hesitating, am I scary?"

Yang Qing turned around suddenly and looked at Wei Cheng, who immediately turned over and knelt down when his eyes touched him, crying bitterly: "Your Majesty, I have just been in the palace for a month, I don't want to die, I don't want to die."

Hearing that there seemed to be something in his words, Yang Qing stopped and turned back to pull him up and asked, "Be clear, why did you die?"

"Master Shangshu defeated the Wagang Army a month ago, and Dugu's family left Guanzhong. No one is protecting the emperor right now. General Song's trip is probably not to treat the emperor to a meal, but to kill our master and servant!"

"Wagang you mentioned, but Li Mi? Master Shangshu, do you mean Wang Shichong? Was it Kou Zhong who defeated Li Mi?"

Yang Qing picked out two pieces of information from his words, and added a rhetorical question back.Seeing that Wei Cheng couldn't stop nodding when he heard the words, he understood his situation.

Datang Ssangyong.

This is an overhead world set in the late Sui and early Tang Dynasties.

According to Wei Cheng, his identity should be Yang Tong who was embraced by Luoyang Wang Shichong as the puppet emperor.

At this time, Li Miwagang's army had been defeated, and the Dugu family headed by You Chuhong retreated to Guanzhong and joined Li Yuan.

My own life will also come to an end.

After sorting out the clues, Yang Qing couldn't help laughing: Be an emperor with a hammer.

Before he could think about what to do next, the door of the palace two feet away was suddenly violently kicked open from the outside, and then the three of them strode into the palace with extremely stern expressions.

"Why is it so troublesome to invite the emperor to a meal? The general will deliver it himself."

Yang Qing turned his head to look, and saw three people, two in front and one behind, and they were already in front of them in the blink of an eye.

The man on the left is wearing a general's armor. He is burly and strong, giving people a sense of oppression. He is obviously a battle-tested general.It's just that the appearance is rough and unbearable, which makes people feel bored at first sight.

The person on the right is dressed in a scholar's uniform, with fair skin, tall stature, and well-rounded facial features.

It's just that the fierce look in his eyes was stronger than that of the general next to him.

As for the one following behind the two of them, it was another eunuch holding a wine cup.

"Since your Majesty already knew that today is coming, and even put on the shroud, why delay? Drink the wine quickly."

What the hell are you wearing a shroud.

Yang Qing cursed secretly in his heart, his gaze passed over the three of them one by one, knowing that the situation before them could not be avoided.

From the corner of his eye, he saw that most of the guards outside the hall had retreated three zhang away, but he still felt unstable, so he said to the two of them calmly, "Even if Wang Shichong doesn't want to hide from people, he should still show me some dignity.

Wei Cheng, go and close the palace door. "

As soon as the words fell, everyone except Yang Qingyu was stunned.

"It's rare for the emperor to be thoughtful, very good, very good."

The man dressed as a scribe smirked twice, and looked at Wei Cheng who was cowering aside, the latter was all overwhelmed, and immediately ran forward to close the door.

The door of the hall was closed, and the light in the room dimmed instantly. Without waiting for the two to urge, Yang Qing walked up to the front of the wine cup and smiled at them: "Wine is good wine, but I never drink!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he flipped the cup of wine with his wrist and splashed it on the man in scribe uniform. At the same time, with his left hand pointed like a knife, he slashed fiercely at the side of the burly general!
Even though his skills are now weak, his body is already reinforced with the blessing of super high physique.

The general was stunned for a moment, only to see the shadow of palms in front of him approaching, and his body subconsciously leaned back to avoid it.

Unexpectedly, Yang Qing flew up and pierced his crotch. Immediately after the scalp-numbing sound of bones breaking, his body suddenly arched forward, protecting his lower body with his hands.

However, before he could bend down completely, Yang Qing's left hand had four fingers bent, and the hard knuckles had smashed his throat!
"you wanna die!"

When there was a surprise change, the man in the scholar's suit swept away the spilled wine with his sleeves, and rushed forward with a flick of his body, with a pair of white palms making a terrifying sound of breaking through the air.

Yang Qing didn't dodge or dodge, as if froze in place in shock, watching his palm print on his chest, and then suddenly raised his hand and grabbed his wrist tightly!
"You! You are not Yang Tong!"

The man in the scholar's suit succeeded in one blow. He thought that even if this weak puppet knocked down the general with a surprise attack, he would immediately be slapped to death by his own palm.

Unexpectedly, with his palms on his chest, Yang Qing not only didn't fall down under the surge of strength, but also sent endless swallowing power, like a beast that had been hungry for a long time, endlessly absorbing his own true energy!
In the blink of an eye, the zhenqi he had cultivated for nearly 20 years had a tendency to gradually dry up.

The ferocious expression changed to shock and anger, and then to fear and despair.

His eyes popped out, and he tried all his strength to pull his hand back, but Yang Qing's tightly clenched hand was like an iron hoop, which did not allow him to resist at all.

"Who are you, you..."

As the zhenqi was taken away, Yang Qing saw that his complexion had turned gray visible to the naked eye, and he raised his hand to chop between his throat, and let the latter fall to the ground.

Turning his head to look at the eunuch who was serving the wine, he was knocked unconscious by Wei Cheng with the door latch, and thus his life was lost.

Yang Qing stepped forward and kicked the acupuncture points on his body, then looked at Wei Cheng who was still flustered: "You are very decisive."

"My lord, what should we do?"

Wei Cheng arched his body slightly, his voice trembling uncontrollably.

"Don't be afraid, no one outside can hear you."

With a sigh of relief, Yang Qing leaned over and took off the scribe man's robe, "Who are these two?"

"That general is Lord Shangshu's confidant and beloved general Song Mengqiu, and the other is... the nephew of Lord Shangshu, Wang Renze."

Yang Qing nodded and said, "Where are we now, is it convenient to go out?"

"This..." Wei Cheng said with a mournful face, "We are now in Hanliang Hall, and there were not too many guards in the past. But now outside..."

While putting Wang Renze's clothes on himself, Yang Qing refined the zhenqi he had just absorbed through the Beiming magic skill, and then transmitted it to Jiuyin zhenqi.

Immediately after using the "Shrinking Tendons and Shrinking Bone Method", the whole body's bones were more than four inches shorter with a crisp sound, just like Wang Renze.At the same time, the clothes that were still tight just now became a good fit.

"Bring a mirror."

Wei Cheng was staring at Yang Qing's change in stupefaction, and suddenly listened to his order, and was startled before he realized it.

Yang Qing looked in the mirror and constantly adjusted the arrangement of facial muscles according to Wang Renze's appearance, but this method recorded in "Nine Yin Manual" is not a panacea.

It took a long time to change and only got five points.

He looked out the window and saw that the sky was getting dark, so he leaned over and threw the two corpses and the unconscious eunuch behind the bed to hide them, and then sat back on the bed.

Wei Cheng followed him and watched him quietly, not daring to make a sound.

"Why did you knock that eunuch unconscious just now? Wouldn't it be a great achievement to call the guards outside to kill me?"

"Your Majesty." Wei Cheng fell to his knees upon hearing the words: "This servant has only been in the palace for a month, and she has no one to protect her. She has always been by the Emperor's side. If you go, Majesty, there will be no way for this servant to survive."

"Don't call him the emperor in the future." Yang Qing shook his head and said, "Call you son."

After speaking, Yang Qing didn't ask any more questions, and began to think silently.

The world of Double Dragon is essentially no different from the previous experience.

At the end of the Sui Dynasty, the Quartet separatist regime, with Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling as the main line, all forces started the process of competing in the Central Plains.

There are also many sects and forces here, and countless extraordinary skills and secret skills.

The only difference is that the level of martial arts here is higher, and the realm of flying through the air has already appeared by relying on one's own ability.

Moreover, the interpretation of martial arts is no longer a simple move, or a competition of internal strength.

But these are all irrelevant to him at the moment, the most important thing right now is to find a quiet place to recover his skills, and then practice his innate skills to perfection.

Just as he was thinking, a voice of inquiry suddenly came from outside the door: "General, Master Shang Shu sent someone to ask when he will go back."

"Wait a moment."

Yang Qing deliberately lowered his voice, coped with the guards' inquiries, looked up at the window and saw that the sky was getting darker, and called Wei Cheng to follow him.

"You lead the way ahead, keep your head down and keep quiet."

Just now Wang Renze's zhenqi was just a drop in the bucket for him, probably because the martial arts practiced by the other party was too poor, and it was not enough to fill up any zhenqi in his body.

Such a state is exposed in the heavily guarded Luoyang Palace, and it is obviously not the best choice to face countless heavily armed guards.

Leading Wei Cheng to open the door and walk out of the hall, Yang Qing closed the door, then quickly turned around and walked in front of the crowd.

Thinking that there might be Song Mengqiu's subordinates among the guards, if they call them all away, I'm afraid they will be suspicious, and they will be exposed if they talk too much.

He could only vaguely say: "Leave a few people to guard, and no one is allowed to enter!"

After speaking, he followed Wei Cheng who was trotting forward.

Although the guards behind were Wang Shichong's confidantes, they should not be that familiar with Wang Renze, and because of the dim light, no one noticed anything wrong.

Occasionally, some people find it strange and dare not ask more questions.

He obeyed his orders, so a team of people followed behind him, and another team stood in front of the door.

Wei Cheng led Yang Qing all the way through the palace, and when he was gradually approaching the gate of the palace after walking for a while, someone from the guard behind him finally asked, "Master, are you going out of the palace?"

"Ah."

"My lord, Master Shangshu is still waiting for your reply..."

"General Song will report."

The guard didn't dare to ask more questions, but he glanced at his colleague, who immediately stopped, then quietly turned and ran towards the palace.

Yang Qing's five senses are keen, and he noticed the man the moment he stopped.Seeing that the palace gate was in sight, he didn't go out of his way.

His eyes swept around the city walls, all of them were about seventeen or eighty feet high.

If he had jumped over the wall and walked away in his heyday, now he still has to endure it for a while.

After leaving the palace, these trivial matters have nothing to do with him.

After running all the way, Wei Cheng was already covered in sweat and panting non-stop.But he kept Yang Qing's words in mind, and just buried his head forward, not daring to look back.

In the blink of an eye, everyone arrived in front of the palace gate, and immediately a guard holding a torch stopped them.

"Stop coming."

Wei Cheng froze on the spot when he heard the scolding.

"who?"

The guard at the gate poked the torch forward, saw Yang Qing's face clearly through the light of the fire, and immediately cupped his hands and said, "My lord!"

"Well, open the door."

"Yes!"

Now that Luoyang is in the hands of Wang Shichong, Wang Renze's identity is still very important.

The guards turned around and ran towards the city gate according to his orders, and were about to call for someone to pull the latch, when they suddenly heard someone shouting from behind: "Catch him! Don't open the gate!"

Just when everyone looked at Yang Qing in astonishment, they suddenly saw a figure rushing towards the city gate, and with a wave of one arm, he lifted the thick door bolt that required four people to lift it into the air.

Immediately afterwards, without waiting for everyone's reaction, he saw the man dodge behind the door latch, and slapped the crossbar through the air with a volley of palms, smashing towards the guards!
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(End of this chapter)