Linjing City became completely quiet.

The Six Path Alliance did not show up in the battle. They were just waiting for a result, Zhang Jingyao or Xun Qiu died.

It started raining in the sky, but the rain came suddenly, but it was very consistent with the current situation.

Two beautiful shadows passed through Linjing City. Tens of thousands of soldiers outside the city looked at the imperial princess with blood on her body, supported by Gong Liangyu, and was undoubtedly extremely heavy.

General Li knelt down before the team, and then the people behind him also knelt down, like the wind blowing wheat waves, tens of thousands of soldiers spread to more than 100,000 ordinary people who escaped from Linjing City in the distance.

Gong Liangyu held Zhang Lingxi, and she could feel that the injuries in the latter's body had temporarily stabilized, but her body was still very weak.

Zhang Lingxi gently pressed Gong Liangyu's hand, and the two stopped outside the city.

Her black hair spreads over her shoulders, but it does not affect the amazing beauty, but instead makes her skin look as white and smooth as jade.

She is like the most outstanding and vivid craftsman in the world outlined it with brush and ink, with her eyebrows and eyes as picturesque, but she is also a person who cannot use brush and ink to show all her beauty and spirituality.

Her eyelashes are long and not specifically modified; her lips are light red and pink; her eyes are big, and they look clear and transparent without the purple light shining; her facial features are impeccable, better than the most perfect crafts.

But she is not cold, not charming, not charming.

Her beauty makes people feel comfortable, refreshing, calm and will not put any pressure on anyone.

People say she is a real goddess because people have a variety of criteria for beauty evaluation, but no matter which set of standards to measure her, you can't bear to say that her appearance and temperament have even a slight flaw.

Her beauty is as quiet as the mist of distant mountains, the lake before the drizzle, and the rainbow after the sunshine. You can say that she is not as beautiful as the world's fireworks, but everyone who looks at her feels that the beauty has the smell of the world's fireworks, but this kind of fireworks is elegant, fresh and quiet.

She looked at the subjects who fell down on her knees and remembered the followers of the emperor whom Zhang Jingyao killed ten years ago during the rebellion.

On this continent, cultivation seems to be above everything else. The dynasty changes may be completed with just a few people, but these soldiers and the people will suffer in the wave.

The turmoil was finally over, although the tragic person was himself.

There are many eyes in this world looking here, whether it is the witness or the secret spying, or those who are waiting for the news from subordinates to return, are waiting for the news coming out of Linjing City.

In the eyes of many people, she and Xun Qiu were already entangled in fate.

Gong Liangyu looked at her and said in a complicated mood: "Saint, what are your plans?"

"Go home." Zhang Lingxi looked at Gong Liangyu and said calmly, then patted her hands again, and the two passed by General Li.

She didn't say a word to these kneeling people, as if she was completely ignorant.

Her black hair and a lilac skirt swayed gently in front of everyone's eyes, and the sarcastic blood on her chest made people's eyes turn red.

There was no sadness or persistence in her eyes, but it was calmer and stronger.

Many people in the kneeling crowd began to cry. Their crying was a little helpless, and they were extremely sad, as if they felt sorry for her, and as if they were trying to keep her.

The heavy rain poured down, and the crying sounds of kneeling and worshiping people were covered up a lot. Mixed in the raindrops, it still had a heart-shaking pain.

The rain wet her black hair, her skirt was stained with mud, and the blood on her chest was flowing down her clothes again.

Her mouth turned pale and her face turned pale, like an angel landing on earth.

This time she did not stop, but passed by countless people, passing through tens of thousands of soldiers and tens of thousands of people, as if she had completely disappeared from this world, leaving everyone's sight.

A little boy threw himself into his mother's arms. The young woman was blushing and gently patted the boy's back, as if comforting.

General Zhang Shen stood up. He looked at General Li who was still kneeling on the ground beside him. His lips moved, but he did not speak, but chose to leave alone.

Several figures flew towards Linjing from various places, and a team of fierce cavalry continued to run in the rain, like a sharp spear, heading towards Linjing.

Tens of thousands of soldiers outside the city and the more than 100,000 people could not see their princess, and then they saw this group of galloping cavalry.

Someone has to come in when they leave. Times are changing, and the city has changed from magnificence to ruins, and some people have moved from ordinary to throne.

Before this team of cavalry, a young man in silver armor slammed his legs against the snow-white horse under him, like lightning bolts passing through the rain, and thousands of cavalry behind him followed him.

The horse's hooves fell on the ground, and the splashed mud and rain water were like they were coming on the waves, drying the clouds, riding their horses and whipping.

General Zhang Shen and those who were originally the ruler of Suixun Changfeng or the former emperor had already rushed towards the center of Linjing.

Many generals from the Imperial Army and ministers in the court had already arrived outside Linjing City and stood on standby. They looked at the galloping cavalry and began to set off to rush towards the city.

Most of these generals knelt outside the city like General Li, and the followers behind them also knelt down.

The generals who have been planning to overthrow Zhang Jingyao over the years have entered Linjing City with General Zhang and Zhou Lei and others.

The heavy rain washed away the tragic traces of the battle, and it looked no longer so terrifying. General Zhang Shen, more than a dozen generals who controlled the millions of the empire's troops and dozens of ministers in the court stood quietly in the rain, waiting for their new monarch to ascend the throne.

The country cannot be without a master for a day.

Everyone's eyes were gathered on the young man kneeling in the rain and was already wet. A girl wearing white clothes and looking like a fairy in the moon was hugging him, and time seemed to be frozen in this scene.

The pair of cavalry rushed into Linjing City. The young man in silver armor, led by the leader, quickly got off the horse. More than a thousand cavalrymen behind him also dismounted and ran forward with him.

A young man in silver armor rushed to the center of the city. General Zhang Shen nodded at him. He looked at the civil servants and military generals waiting in the rain. These people were the pillars of the empire, but the empire's tomorrow is only in the hands of one person.

Xun Qiu, who was kneeling, stood up, mud and water slid down his clothes, and his black hair was pressed against his head. He looked extremely embarrassed, not as handsome as the outside world said, nor as handsome as the rumored ones.

There had been a circle of people standing around. Xun Qiu did not look at any of them, but walked straight outside.

General Zhang Shen grabbed Zhou Lei who was about to move forward and shook his head at him.

He Fuwan followed Xun Qiu. When the two of them walked past the young man with silver armor, the latter's lips moved, and a word finally spit out from his dry throat, and his eyes were red.

"sister……"

He Fuwan patted his shoulder, paused for only two steps, and then moved forward with Xun Qiu, just like the two people who left here before.

Wei Jun and the others followed him away, and the circle of people around him quickly dodged a gap and looked at these people with great respect.

Any of these people has the ability to easily subvert a country.

General Zhang Shen looked at Xuncho's back as he left, and finally found that the young master was still a little different from Duke Wei.

He never understood why Xun Changfeng did not go to the Immortal Palace to practice after winning the first place in the rookie battle, but chose to protect an empire in the secular world. Now his son helped him avenge him and finally restored the empire to its original state.

The real dragon will not be trapped in the shallows, Xun Changfeng is an exception, and Xun Qiu will no longer be the second exception.

Perhaps in the eyes of many people, this determines the direction of an empire, and in Xun Qiu's eyes, it should only determine the grudges between the three families.

General Zhang Gan remembered that he was promoted from a sergeant commander of the border gate by Xun Changfeng, and then he became a former general of the army. Later, Xun Changfeng died. He lurked in Linjing and secretly contacted his former subordinates, just waiting for this day.

He once thought of overthrowing Zhang Jingyao and electing Xun Changfeng's son as the new empire emperor, and returning all the loyalty he had never fulfilled to Xun Changfeng to his descendants.

But all this seems unnecessary.

Xunqiu didn't need him, and their group of people who were similar to him could not help. Although they wanted to contribute to Xunqiu, the young master flew too high and became an immortal who shocked the world.

They need to do what secular people should do.

Everything will open a new chapter from today.

General Zhang Shen withdrew his gaze and took the box from the guards beside him. After the box was opened, he took out a green jade seal.

According to the setting, an old minister with a high position and power in the court followed the silver armored man toward the center of the crowd.

After the two of them arrived in the middle of the crowd, the old minister handed over the jade seal to the young man in silver armor and raised the latter's hand.

The young man in silver armor held the jade seal with one hand, higher than his head, and his other hand was raised by the old minister.

The old minister knelt down aside, and General Zhang Shen on the outside knelt down.

The Chinese civil officials and military generals of the court, and representatives of various aristocratic families in the empire, were all kneeling on the ground, like a tide, and then they began to shout long live.

The young man with silver armor did not have much excitement on his face. His eyes passed over the kneeling people and looked in the direction where Xun Qiu and He Fuwan disappeared, feeling a little sad.

Ten years ago, he was the crown prince of the empire, and then his family was destroyed overnight for no reason. Ten years later, the throne returned to his hands.
Chapter completed!