From Xiaoao to travel around the world

Chapter 140
In the sound of "buzzing", the thick door bolt smashed in the air, causing five or six gate guards to fall to the ground screaming.

At this time, the flames lit up in the distance, and Yang Qing raised his eyes to look, and saw a series of fire dragons approaching from far to near, and countless guards in fine armor walked heavily, making loud noises in the quiet palace.

The imperial palace, which was still in order just now, has turned into boiling water in just a short moment.

"Get it for me! Life or death!"

Following the roar of a general who was leading the charge forward, the sharp sound of countless swords unsheathed resounded through the night sky. Without thinking about it, Yang Qing pulled open the palace door with both arms, and jumped out while shaking.

"stop!"

"Where to go!"

Just outside the door, Yang Qing only had time to take a rough look at the square in front of the palace, which was burning with open flames, when his eyes were immediately filled with more than a dozen flickering sword lights.

Sweeping his eyes left and right, there are countless patrolling guards with long guns swarming over dozens of steps away.

Inexplicably, he became Yang Tong's stand-in. Not to mention the memory of the former, Wang Shichong forced him to drink poisonous wine when he woke up.

With this in mind, Yang Qing couldn't care less about Wei Cheng who was leading the way.

He trampled hard on a piece of bluestone under his feet, his body suddenly protruded forward, and his elbow smashed the opponent's breastplate before the long sword of the guard in front of him fell down.

Then, taking advantage of the latter vomiting blood and flying back, and knocking over the gap between the two guards behind him, Yang Qing grasped the long sword he released, and the true energy in his body changed from a dragon elephant to a sunflower, and his speed soared instantly!

At this time, the palace gate suddenly opened behind him, and the shouts of killing suddenly became louder, but Yang Qing didn't want to look at it.

Illuminated by countless flames in the square in front of the palace, his figure turned into an afterimage and passed over the dozens of guards in front of him, flashing forward like a gust of wind.

There were occasional scattered arrows or thrown spears behind him, but he avoided them one by one.

After running not far, there was a faint sound of water flowing in front of him.Hearing the sound, Yang Qing was invigorated, jumped six feet into the air and threw himself forward like a bird.

"Fire arrows!"

He was in mid-air, and suddenly heard a large number of arrows coming through the air from behind, and they were no longer scattered like before.

Now all the true energy is poured into the sunflower cyclone, and the other eight cyclones have dried up, and there is no way to take a breath in the air.

Yang Qing didn't mess up at all, his body turned slightly sideways in the air, and the next moment the long sword in his hand turned into a screen with a cold light.

A dozen or so sharp arrows that pierced through the wind hit them, and they turned back in an instant, splashing blood and groaning in the crowd.

At this moment, he exhausted his true energy in one breath, and he began to slide down.

When the toes touched the ground, the wide sparkling water in front of him was less than ten feet away.

The front was empty and unstoppable, and Yang Qing continued to gallop forward without stopping.

When he got to the water's edge, he saw a black-covered boat in the river rowing towards the bank, so he jumped over without thinking.

Seeing that he was about to step on the edge of the boat, he saw figures shaking in the low cabin, and a 27-year-old, majestic young man with a double peck in his hand rushed out.

The eyes of the two met in an instant, and Yang Qing saw that his eyes were shining brightly on his simple face, and he knew that this person was much better than Wang Renze.

many.

"Your Majesty, please stay."

With a low shout, the young man pecked at Yang Qing's feet in an instant before he could gain a foothold.

"Leave your uncle!"

Yang Qing yelled and cursed, and suddenly turned his body upside down, head down and feet up.

At the same time, the long sword was like a streamer, cutting a winding curve through the air. The young man only heard two crisp "ding dong" sounds, and two bright fireworks burst out in front of his eyes, and the double pecks made of fine iron instantly turned to one side.

The majestic force coming from the two pecks at the same time almost shocked him so much that he couldn't hold it tightly.

At the moment when his figure froze, Yang Qing landed on his side by the inertia of turning over, and the long sword pierced into the opponent's right arm more like a spirit snake spitting out letters.

Immediately after a flick of the wrist, a line of blood shot up to the sky from the tip of the sword!
"Who are you and why are you pretending to be Wang Renze!"

With a cry of pain, the young man could no longer hold the weapon in his right hand, and the iron peck fell down.

However, while his true energy was surging, a faint gray energy suddenly rose from the iron peck in his left hand, like a silently burning flame, burning and distorting the surrounding air in the blink of an eye.

Seeing this, Yang Qing narrowed his eyes slightly, and his true energy invaded his body along with the long sword that had not been retracted, sealing the vital points all over his body in an instant.

But the young man seemed to have expected this moment, the iron peck with gray vigor did not slash at Yang Qing, but shot at the boat plank under his feet before the acupuncture point was sealed!

The iron peck collided with the light and thin wooden board, and passed through almost without making any sound, leaving a half-foot-square hole in the board, and the river immediately rushed into the boat.

"You are so cruel."

Seeing that there was no threat, Yang Qing withdrew his long sword and covered his dantian with his palm.

Immediately, the sunflower zhenqi in the body was channeled again into Beiming zhenqi, and penetrated into the opponent's body to ingest and absorb it.

In the blink of an eye, Yang Qing only felt the endless clear flow flowing along the meridians into his sea of ​​qi, and in the sea of ​​qi, through the true qi of Beiming, it turned into nine strands and threw them into nine cyclones of different colors.

Ever since he attained great success in Sunflower Realm Qi in the Condor Shooting World, he has never suffered such a depletion of true energy, and he has rarely used the Beiming Divine Art to wantonly absorb other people's true energy.

At this moment, being nourished by the true qi of the youth, it is like a long drought and sweet rain, the speed of the nine groups of qi in the sea of ​​qi immediately soars, and for a while, I feel that there is no place in my body that is not happy.

"You... are you from the Demon Sect?"

Yang Qing's eyes flashed mysteriously when he heard the words, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly: "Guess."

The river water under their feet poured into the cabin, covering their knees in the blink of an eye.But the young man didn't notice this, he just looked at Yang Qing in amazement.

As the true energy in his body poured out crazily, his face gradually turned from red to blue, and then turned pale, and the astonishment in his eyes finally turned into despair and unwillingness.

This series of actions sounds long, but in fact it only takes a moment.

A group of guards who were chasing after the palace gate arrived at the shore and saw a small boat with a black awning quickly sinking into the water, but the two people on the boat stood side by side and remained motionless.

"Chen Changlin, what are you doing!"

At this moment, a melodious female voice came out, and Yang Qing looked up, and saw a woman with exquisite figure and a long sword on her back, separated from the guards and stood up.

Seeing him looking at her, the woman immediately glared at her fiercely: "You can't run away!"

Yang Qing smiled lightly, looked away, turned to the young man beside him who had lost all energy and said, "My name is Yang Qing, you all chased the wrong person."

After he finished speaking, he glanced at the ships approaching far away from the left and right, and with a light tap of his feet, he broke through the river water that covered his chest, and ran towards the opposite bank.

Seeing him wading through the water, the woman on the bank shivered.Staring at it, I saw that beside the sinking young man named Chen Changlin, a piece of palm-sized ice floe suddenly jumped out of the water...

Yang Qing got Wang Renze's true qi, coupled with the talented Chen Changlin, he was able to restore about [-]% of the function of a cyclone in the sea of ​​qi.

Separated, he can also activate nine cyclones at the same time, but his skill is still far from his peak.

At this moment, he circulated the sunflower zhenqi to leave pieces of ice floes on the water surface, more than seven feet in length, but after a while, he saw the river bank in front of him.

As he was running, thoughts turned in his mind, and he already knew that the river under his feet was the Luo River that runs through the entire city from east to west, taking Luoyang from north to south as the axis.

At this time, it should still be called Luoshui.

The Luoshui River is only in the city of Luoyang, the narrowest is more than 150 feet away, and the widest river area is [-] feet away.

Although it was dark now, once he was far away from the imperial palace, he could vaguely see countless cruise ships lit up on the river farther on the east and west sides.

Farther away, from time to time, the sounds of zither and flute, soft and clear songs can be heard from all the boats.

On the brightly lit street on the opposite bank, countless tourists and businessmen are constantly coming and going, and the voices of people are full of people, which is in stark contrast to the silent palace behind.

"Sure enough, it's better in the world, it's not like sitting in a cold palace in the deep palace."

When Yang Qing first arrived at the end of the Sui Dynasty, his heart seemed to be infected by the joy of new life, and he swept away the stagnation of his previous life, and his spirit was extremely uplifting.

When he was about five feet away from the shore, he tore off Wang Renze's robe and threw it into the water, then stepped a piece of ice floe into the bottom of the water, and his figure floated down to the shore.

As soon as the foot stepped on the ground, the sunflower's true energy instantly turned into extreme sun, evaporating the water vapor on the body, and at the same time, the muscles on the face changed, and the bones made repeated sounds.

While the street lights were flickering, Yang Qing's appearance had changed when he walked into the street from the dark river.

In the hustle and bustle of people, he walked leisurely, unhurried, just like an ordinary son of a family wandering the streets in Luoyang City, without the slightest peculiarity.

Yang Qing didn't recover his original appearance, because Wei Cheng didn't seem to have doubts about his appearance when he woke up.

That is to say, the original Yang Tong probably looks the same as himself, or at least should have a seven or eight similarity, which will make Wei Cheng admit his mistake.

As for where the original Yang Tong went, it is not the most important issue for him right now.

Just as he was thinking, there was a commotion on both sides of the long street.

"Surround them all, and don't let a single one go!"

Rough reprimands resounded through the long street, followed by the sound of countless horseshoes and heavy footsteps.

"What are you doing? Is there still a king's law in Langlang Qiankun!"

"I am a Turkic envoy, who dares to stop me!?"

"let me out!"

"Everyone, please be calm!" A thick male voice suppressed the turmoil on the long street, and rang in everyone's ears: "Tonight, a serious criminal ran into the city, and he may be mixed in the crowd at this moment. I am waiting for the order of Lord Shangshu Search and capture.

Everyone just needs to stand quietly where they are, and those who have nothing to do with it will be safe and sound. "

Everyone was silent after hearing the words, and sure enough no one resisted fiercely, most of them just complained in a low voice.

Yang Qing was taller, standing on tiptoe slightly looking forward at the officers and soldiers searching along the street.

The first person was the general who led the pursuit of him in the palace.The other side of the street was also blocked by a veteran with a gray beard leading people.

He moved a few steps among the crowd, looked at the river bank through the gaps of the houses on the street, and saw countless ships lined up on the river for an unknown distance, tightly guarded.

On the roofs on both sides of the street, there were also countless figures walking back and forth, and on the farther side of the street, there were also heavy soldiers on the street, sparing no effort to search for the crowd.

"This is no way out."

Having not experienced such an experience for a long time, instead of feeling a little flustered in Yang Qing's heart at this moment, a long-lost excitement surged up instead.

The flow of people was surging, and two officers and soldiers with distinctive armor pierced through the crowd with sword fishes in hand, and began to check the looks of passers-by one by one.

"What are you messing with, bastard! Do you know who my father is!?"

Suddenly there was a commotion in the crowd ahead, Yang Qing listened for a moment, and it turned out that an officer and soldier harassed the female relatives while looking for someone.

He arched his body slightly, and looked around again without any trace.

Seeing many masters in plain clothes among the officers and soldiers, his heart moved, and he suddenly thought that if Wei Cheng was arrested, his ability to change his appearance would no longer be a secret.

Thinking of this, he took advantage of the situation and squatted down. When most people were attracted by the turmoil in front of him, he used the "Mincle Shrinking Method" again, silently shrinking his body to the size of an eight or nine-year-old child.

The head was also under the restraint of zhenqi, the bone joints were tightened, the skin was taut, and it completely lost its original appearance.

He also tied up his clothes indiscriminately and messed up his hair to ensure that no one would recognize him again.

At this time, the chaos in front subsided, and a group of officers and soldiers searched along the way again.

Yang Qing was short and mixed in the crowd. Seeing the officers and soldiers getting closer to him, he rarely felt nervous.

While looking around, I suddenly saw a little girl in coarse linen clothes with a bamboo basket on her arm, swaying between the crowds that surged from time to time.

The little girl looked twelve or thirteen years old, her hair was haggard and disheveled, her clothes were shabby, and no one was with her.

Yang Qing saw that her trousers couldn't cover her ankles, and her cloth shoes, which had been worn for a long time, were washed white and had several patches.

Even when being pushed around, she didn't say a word.

It wasn't until the bamboo basket was knocked over by someone's arm that the melons, crispy pears, and jujubes inside spilled all over the floor, and she knelt down awkwardly to pick it up.

Her skin was sallow, as if she had been starving for a long time.Under the soles of many adults' feet, the bony little hands carefully picked up the dates.

It's just that I finally picked up a few, and I don't know how many feet have been trampled on.

After a while, she was finally pushed to the ground, and the bamboo basket beside her was accidentally kicked over, and the spilled melons and fruits were trampled into mud.

So the little girl stopped picking it up, and just squatted silently on the ground looking at the crushed melons and fruits with calm eyes.

Yang Qing vaguely felt that this scene was somewhat familiar. He saw a sour jujube being kicked in front of him, leaned over to pick it up, wiped it on his body, and was about to stuff it into his mouth, when he saw the officers and soldiers had arrived around the little girl.

Everyone in front was inspected by the officers and soldiers one by one, and everyone rushed forward, but only a few people noticed the little girl squatting on the ground.

And when someone knocked her to the ground unintentionally, the flow of people was still dragged forward, and countless pairs of feet stepped on her thin body in an instant.

Maybe because he saw the once helpless self in the little girl, Yang Qing twisted his body calmly in the crowd, and in the blink of an eye, he came to the little girl and lifted her up with his hand.

The little girl's height was about the same as that of his shrunken bones, but her body was too thin.

"Let's go! Go home quickly! From today onwards, Luoyang has a ten-day curfew. Don't hang out on the streets!"

When the little girl looked at Yang Qing blankly, the figure in front of her was shaking, and a group of soldiers who drove away the crowd who had completed the inspection happened to arrive in front of her:

"You two! Hold your face up!"

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(End of this chapter)