Allure of the World - Chapter 311

    The smell of blood filled Qingyun’s breath.

    Narrow streets, people behind can’t see the killing in front. The soldiers defending the city had no chance to speak.

    In the shadows, Qing Yun saw Ling Chen. Under the weak light of the torch on the wall, I saw his blurred face. At this moment, he pursed his mouth tightly, his nose was high, and the corners of his lips were cold. Suddenly, he couldn’t put him together with the man who was laughing and uninhibited in his memory. .

    In the past most of the time, she was raised by him in the harem, and there was very little chance to see him kill the enemy himself. He waved his arms, and the Canglong Sword flew up and down, as if it was not a human being who was slashing.

    In her memory, he is her god, he is omnipotent, and he never seems to need her.

    Ling Chen was finally freed from her memory and stood in front of her alive, Qing Yun felt her chest swell and felt distressed.

    She clenched her fists, turned around and whispered to Xiang Tao and Xiao Wu, “Let’s go.”

    They just got away from the crowd when they heard a howl from behind: “Come on, someone is attacking the city…”

    The voice was thick, but it stopped abruptly, which made people tremble.

    However, the defenders in the city finally found it.

    Qingyun quickened her pace.

    Jincheng is a small city. It is located in the most northwest corner of Daxing. The special thing here is that the mountain behind Jincheng is called Eshan, and the north end of Eshan is connected to Dulong Mountain.

    There is a small branch of Tsing Yi Hall in Jincheng.

    Now, the helmsman here is Gu Lin, and Chen Chao issued an order to change Qingyitang to Ziyitang. Everyone changed their names, but Jincheng did not change, but Qingyun sent them People contacted Gu Lin, but Gu Lin was not seen. Even the well-respected Zheng Duozhu came over, but he didn’t see him.

    There are 8,000 disciples of Tsing Yi Hall here. In the past, my uncle once said that my grandfather once rescued Gu Lin, and later put him in Jincheng to practice with the old rudder master. After the old helmsman passed away the previous year, Gu Lin directly became the helmsman.

    This Gu Lin’s whereabouts are uncertain, and there are not many people he has met. My uncle has only seen him once at the annual Tsing Yi Hall meeting, but my grandfather has always been very kind to him. At that time, he had just taken the helm, he was young, and he hardly spoke much.

    He has developed so many disciples in this small town and is well equipped. No one understood his mind.

    Qingyun came today because he was afraid that he would really go to Huo Jingyun with Chen Chao. In turmoil, it’s good to be careful.

    They successfully arrived in front of a courtyard. The screams of killing in the distance had already passed, but it was very quiet here, and there was no sound in the courtyard.

    Qingyun hit the wall with a “whoosh”.

    But someone in the yard said loudly: “Princess, the gate is clearly open, why did the princess climb over the wall?”

    Qing Yun was startled, smiled shyly, and jumped down: “Who is your Excellency?”

    “The Jincheng Tsing Yi Hall is a branch of the patrons.”

    Qingyun saw him standing there alone, in the dark courtyard, unable to see his face.

    Xiang Tao and Xiao Wu also jumped into the yard.

    Gu Lin sighed: “It seems that the princess’s people are also more accustomed to jumping over the wall.”

    Qing Yun ignored him and said, “How do you know that I will come today?”

    Gu Lin said: “I don’t know, but I haven’t seen you since the princess sent someone over that day, so I wait in the yard for a while every night.”

    “Why don’t you see my people?”

    “Because I want to see the princess, your people, I don’t believe it either.” He spoke slowly.

    He listened carefully: “Did Lingchen’s people come in? Or did Tsing Yitang’s people come in?”

    Qing Yun said: “What do you think? Why don’t you see it yourself?”

    He chuckled lightly: “Looking at what the princess is like, it should be Lingchen’s person. The princess won’t be talking to me in the courtyard all the time, please.”

    Qing Yun followed him into the house.

    Xiang Tao and Xiao Wu were just about to enter when Gu Lin stopped them: “Two, I have something important to discuss with the princess, please wait outside.”

    Qing Yun nodded to Xiang Tao.

    Entering the room, Qingyun found that Gu Lin looked about twenty years old, not tall, with ordinary appearance, but there was a trace of clean youth flying on his face, when Qingyun looked at him , he is also looking at Qingyun.

    The helmsman of the Tsing Yi Hall that Qing Yun knew was basically a stable man in his thirties. He was the first one as young as he was.

    The two looked at each other a little embarrassedly, Qingyun asked: “Tell me, you have to see me alone, what’s the matter?”

    Gu Lin said: “In the woods ahead, there are 5,000 disciples of Tsing Yi Hall who are willing to defect to Ling Chen. The remaining 3,000 people don’t want to participate in their battle.”

    Qing Yun said: “How do you know that I am here to ask for someone?”

    Gu Lin said: “At this time, didn’t Princess Qingyun come to know the position of Jincheng Qingyi Hall? Did she come to visit us?”

    Qingyun smiled: “You are right. I really came to see everyone’s position. Those who don’t want to participate in the war, let me go.”

    Gu Lin said: “Gu Lin is looking for the princess today, and there is one more important thing. When the princess assists the former emperor to capture the golden city, please come with me.”

    Qingyun stared at him, saw his eyes calm and serious, and nodded hurriedly: “Okay.”

    She thought about it and asked, “Aren’t you going?” Qingyun thought that he would also help to attack the city.

    He shook his head: “No. The old hall master once warned that if you don’t want to be in politics, don’t get involved in the court battle. We are a Jianghu organization, and the biggest advantage is that you can still choose. I gave you the 5,000 people to repay the kindness of the old hall master. I know the relationship between that person and you. At the same time, these people also want to make achievements and do not want to live a normal life. And I just want to live a normal life. So, don’t go .”

    Qingyun nodded: “That’s fine. I’ll definitely come back to you.”

    Gu Lin said: “Except for those who have defected to the original emperor, the Tsing Yi Tang in other cities have been changed to Zi Yi Tang. You have to be careful, in the face of life and death, no one knows what their choice will be.”

    Qing Yun smiled: “I understand.”

    Of course she understands that her own uncles and uncles can betray her grandfather, and there is nothing she doesn’t understand.

    In times of peace, everyone spurned traitors, but when the steel knife is really around his neck, who can be sure what he will choose?

    Gu Lin took Qingyun out the door and came to the dark forest in front.

    At this time, his face became solemn: “Princess, these people are handed over to you.”

    Qingyun nodded: “Don’t worry, on the battlefield, swords have no eyes, I can only guarantee that they will be given enough attention and fair treatment.”

    There was a rumbling sound from the front, Qingyun knew that it was the sound of a bomb. Is Ling Chen trying to destroy this place? She suddenly remembered the previous Syracuse.

    When Qingyun rushed over with the five thousand people from Qingyi Hall, Ling Chen’s team was surrounded by people.

    Less than four thousand of his five thousand.

    There are less than 30,000 of the 50,000 people in the city.

    However, the numbers vary widely.

    Ling Chen’s people were desperate to play, they knew very well that if they didn’t kill them, they would definitely die, and they only had 5,000 people in total.

    But there are too many enemies, and in their territory, the sword in Zhang Yang’s hand is cut off. He picked up the large knife on the ground and chopped.

    The night was dark. The high and low mourning made the night even more terrifying, like opening a gate of hell.

    Everyone has injuries. Ling Chen flicked his face, not knowing whether it was beads of blood or sweat, looking for the location of Zhao Jiankun, the county master of Jincheng City. Only by killing him can the battle be ended.