In front of the White Horse Temple, the Anguo army was ready to fight and ready to go.

Ling Pengyue turned over and dismounted, "Let's go."

The thousand-man shouted: "We swear to follow Your Highness to the death."

"Please wait here and don't come in." Ling Pengyue turned around and said to the An Guojun.

Before the An Guojun said something, Mo Ying took the lead and said: "The way forward is unknown, so it's better to be in case."

"The important Buddhist area, don't be disturbed." Ling Pengyue patted her on the shoulder, then turned to look at An Guojun, "As for your commander, she put herself in danger for me, I will never let her, let any of you die here."

The royal family struggles have always been a conspiracy, and blood flows into a river.

Not dead?

The leader of the thousand-man commander wrote down this promise, "If your highness encounters any difficulties, we will do our best to protect you."

"Thank you." Ling Pengyue nodded and walked into the temple gate with Mo Ying's company.

"I understand a little, why did the leader choose him?" the commander of the thousand-man murmured.

"Is this a few words that he said in a few words, whether it is false or sincere?" a soldier behind him whispered.

The White Horse Temple, which is revered as a famous temple for all ages, was already covered with bloodstains and corpses of imperial guards' uniforms everywhere. The monks just stood on both sides and prayed with their eyes closed and their heads bowed and chanted scriptures, as if they were rescuing the dead.

Ling Pengyue sighed: "Why do you insist on this?"

"This is the price of changing dynasties." Mo Ying no longer looked at the corpses, "If they don't die, Ajie will die."

At this time, Yan Yuanjie walked out of the inside and said, "Go away."

"Let's go?" Ling Peng was stunned. Because the mechanical eagle was destroyed by Xuan Feng, he could only use the final information to infer that Yan Yuanjie might have encountered a killing game in White Horse Temple, so he rushed to here. But at this moment, Yan Yuanjie seemed to have no worries about his life, and Meng Daishan was not here either.

"This game is not a killing game, but a dilemma." Yan Yuanjie saw the trouble in his eyes.

Mo Ying spoke in deep voice of Yan Yuanjie's guess, "Xuan Feng deliberately destroyed the eagle in the Mechanism, with the purpose of using our unfinished heart to lead us here."

"Oh, it doesn't seem like what my emperor brother would do." Ling Pengyue looked a little unbelievable.

"Oh? Then what do you think I can do?" A male voice suddenly rose.

Yan Yuanjie suddenly held Liuye tightly in his hand and looked at Emperor Jingyang who was walking up from the tunnel.

Those who came out with him were Kong Wenliang and a group of experts from the martial arts world. The bright weapons showed bloody light under the reflection of the sunset.

Ling Pengyue smiled, "This is what you should do."

"I must be tired from Lin'an all the way to this." Emperor Jingyang played with the black and white pieces in his hand.

"So, are you going to use these knives to wash me off?" Ling Pengyue lowered his head and smiled.

"They are all swords held by Gu. After the sword falls, they will see blood. It is used to wash dust, and some of them are useless." Emperor Jingyang squinted his eyes at the people of the martial arts world beside him, "But since you want Gu to welcome you, Gu will be as you wish."

"Come, come and sit down."

The tables and chairs were placed on it, and there was a pot of turbid wine.

Ling Pengyue was a little dazed. Everything was exactly the same as before he left Luoyang.

They gave each other a cup.

But what you go to is a different future.

Now it seems that it is indeed different. Even many things are different from what I imagined. I thought that when I came back after I went there, I would be the unprecedented Liang Yang in his hands. But I didn't expect that after returning, the interior would be decayed.

At this time, Emperor Jingyang had already sat down, poured two glasses of wine, and placed one of them in front of the empty seat in front of him.

Seeing this, Ling Pengyue stepped forward, Mo Ying grabbed him, "Be careful."

Even Yan Yuanjie shook his head at him.

"Some things must be settled." Ling Pengyue patted her hand gently, nodded to the two, and walked forward.

"You are so sure that these people are willing to use for you?" He asked after he sat down.

"A group of short-sighted bandits will only go with the flow and pursue profits." Emperor Jingyang's voice was rarely dull, and only he and Ling Pengyue could hear it, "With the peerless feat of the Sword Ancestor twenty years ago, who would reject that temptation?"

"It's because of your unguaranteed promise?" Ling Peng said with a slight slight voice.

"At least now, they are willing to do anything for the orphan." Emperor Jingyang sneered.

"What if Mo Wendong lied to you? Haven't you ever thought about what Liang Yang would encounter if this lie was exposed one day." Ling Pengyue said the pros and cons.

Emperor Jingyang did not hesitate, "He has lied to me."

Ling Pengyue frowned slightly, didn't say anything, but just listened to Emperor Jingyang, "So, he will die today."

"Do you know what happened here?" Ling Pengyue still didn't move the cup.

Emperor Jingyang looked around and said, "Just Buddha land, what can I do?"

"A hundred years ago, Emperor Yun of Ming moved the capital across the country. After entering Luoyang City, he came to visit Baima Temple and talked with the abbot at that time for several days." Ling Pengyue said slowly: "Although the content of the dialogue between them has not been recorded, since then, under the self-reflection and hard work of Emperor Yun of Ming, Liangyang has regained the founding and prosperous era. Although it is only a flash in the pan, it is enough to bless my country to stand tall for a hundred years without falling. When the talks on Baima Temple made Liangyang regain the prosperous era, but today, you have to push this country into a deep abyss with your own selfishness."

"Wrong. Today's affairs are still the beginning of the prosperous era! The reason why Ling's family is weak is that Emperor Mingyun was addicted to the wind and the misfortune caused Xiao Wall and was deprived of the world. It was because the bandits in the martial arts world attacked Jinling, resulting in unstable foundations, and whenever the new emperor ascended the throne, those traitors would take advantage of the situation to cause chaos." Emperor Jingyang's face was gloomy, "What I have to do is to completely disappear these hidden dangers."

"The people of Jianghu..." Ling Peng looked behind Emperor Jingyang for a blink of an eye, "What's going on with them?"

Emperor Jingyang avoided this problem and raised his wine glass, "Second brother, the dust is over, it's time for you to set off."

"I almost couldn't get used to this sentence with such a humble saying." Ling Pengyue also raised it up.

"On the road to the underworld, I say hello to my third brother." Emperor Jingyang took a sip of wine.

Qingyingwei suddenly appeared beside Ling Pengyue. Xuan Feng, who was in charge, raised the blade and pointed it at Ling Pengyue's throat.
Chapter completed!