Half a day later, the sky outside began to become gloomy, with large dark clouds hanging in the sky. These dark clouds seemed to weigh more than Mount Tai, and no matter how hard the wind blew, they could not move.

Lin Feng had a cold meal, lowered his head, and walked out the door without saying a word.

"My nephew, why are you doing this? If you stay at home, your uncle won't starve you!" A middle-aged man in a brocade robe stood behind him with a grin. He stared at Lin Feng's limping steps, his eyes filled with laughter.

A flash of smile flashed through.

Lin Feng didn't want to pay attention to him, because he should inherit the position of the head of the family.

Since you are angry but unable to resist, why bother to stay here and humiliate yourself?

Lin Fengxing walked out of the gate, and the rain began to pour down. As soon as he turned out of the alley, he saw a bright color.

This is a red umbrella. Under the umbrella stands a thin and tall woman Qin Su quietly.

Lin Feng turned around and walked in the opposite direction.

Qin Su sighed faintly. She knew that Lin Feng's pride was born from his bones. She was afraid that Lin Feng would not be able to bear the blow, so she silently held up her umbrella and walked slowly with Lin Song.

"Stop following me." Lin Feng stood still and said coldly.

Qin Su stood there, looking at the armless man in front of him, and slowly walked forward.

The rain fell in a steady patter, hitting the ground paved with bluestone slabs, and then flowed into the moat outside the city along the water channel beside the wall.

Lin Feng stood by the moat, with no one around him.

He is now at the end of his rope. No matter in his family or in his sect, there is no place for him in this world.

He wanted to jump into the river. But when he wanted to take steps to jump into the river, he found that his feet could not move at all.

Lin Feng looked back. A middle-aged man who was almost as ragged as himself had pulled a thread at some point.

This wire is connected to his leg.

"Walking from the capital to Yangzhou just to die?" the middle-aged man's voice was very calm.

Lin Feng's chest rose and fell violently twice. He turned around and looked coldly at the man who was about forty years old, with tattered clothes and gray hair. He looked like a refugee who had fled.

"If I don't die, what can I do?" Lin Feng's mood calmed down.

Before people want to die, they always like someone to listen to their stories. And it seems that this middle-aged man knows enough about himself.

"Someone caused you to lose both arms. You don't want him to die?" The middle-aged man smiled, let go of the thin thread in his hand, turned around and left.

This thread was connected to Lin Feng's trouser leg. It was actually just a thread on his trouser leg.

Lin Feng was stunned for a moment, gritted his teeth, chased after him, and said loudly: "Senior, please help me, senior!"

"Some people don't want to be the Holy Son. If you want to be the Holy Son, just follow."

The middle-aged man paused and said a word. Then his steps quickened.

Lin Feng hurriedly rushed forward. He was like a dying man who had touched a life-saving straw. Although it was insubstantial, at least it could still float on the water, giving him hope.

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…

When Li Yi came out of Jinu Mountain, he only saw the place where he had tied his horse at the foot of the mountain. There were bones left on the ground.

He shook his head and walked forward leisurely.

Now that the Tianlong Sect has rebelled, he must cut the knot quickly and stabilize the hearts of the officials in the south of the Yangtze River, or kill all the officials first.

Although he was walking, after his strength increased dramatically, his physical strength was like a spring water, inexhaustible, and he could run faster than a galloping horse.

At dawn, he had returned to Jinling.

The originally bustling crowd on the streets of Jinling City has been reduced a lot, and many shops next to the streets have closed signs.

Occasionally there were two passers-by on the road, also in a hurry.

The entire Jinling was shrouded in a layer of gloom and pressure.

A group of soldiers saw Li Yi, and they glanced at the long sword tied to Li Yi's back and his Taoist robe that did not fit his body.

"Who are you?"

This group of soldiers quickly surrounded him, and the tips of several spears were pointed straight at Li Yi.

"Li Yi."

Li Yi looked at the armor on these soldiers and knew that they were city defense soldiers. Before he left, he asked Wang Yupeng to take over the city defense, but now, these soldiers appeared on the streets.

It was obvious that either the City Defense Department compromised or Wang Yupeng failed.

"Li Yi?"

The soldier in the lead was stunned for a moment. He looked Li Yi up and down, and then said, "Come with us to the Lion Rock."

"please."

After he finished speaking, he seemed to feel that he was not polite enough to the imperial envoy, so he gestured again.

Li Yi nodded and followed the others towards Lion Rock.

As soon as we arrived at the foot of Lion Rock, we could feel the atmosphere was a bit tense.

Not to mention the sergeants on the mountain road carrying spears and sharp blades who were constantly patrolling. The lack of any music on the top of the mountain gave Li Yi a chill in his heart.

It seems that the only person who can regain control of the situation in such a short period of time is Qian Zong.

Li Yi was not afraid that Qian Zonghui would harm the soldiers of Xiaoqi Camp, nor was he afraid that he would harm his followers.

Because Tianlong Sect has rebelled, if Qian Zong wants to rebel, Jinling may have already fallen.

This group of soldiers led Li Yi slowly up the mountain along the mountain road. No one spoke along the way, and the atmosphere was very tense.

Wangjiang Tower is still like a silent fisherman, sitting on the top of the mountain beside the river. No matter the wind or sun, it still stands tall.

A man was sitting on the platform in front of Wangjiang Tower. There was no one around him, and even the sound of the wind was much quieter.

Li Yi didn't look at him. On the balcony on the second floor, there was a beautiful handkerchief fluttering in the wind.

Emily's smiling face was exposed there, with a pair of bright eyes staring at herself with a smile.

Behind her is Lao Tu and others.

So, Li Yi felt relieved and walked slowly to the stone table in the middle of the platform.

"sit."

The middle-aged man sitting at the table raised his head, and his eagle-like eyes swept across his body.

Li Yi sat directly opposite.

There are two pots on the table, the teapot made of purple clay on the left, and the wine pot made of brass on the right.

"please."

The middle-aged man raised his hand slightly, signaling Li Yi to do whatever he wanted.

Li Yi casually picked up the jug, poured himself a glass of wine, and said with a smile: "Master Qian is sitting alone on the top of a mountain by the river, watching the clouds roll in and out. It's so relaxing."

"Well..." Qian Zong pondered for a moment, as if he was thinking of something to say. After a while, he gave up, picked up the teapot, and poured himself a cup of tea.

Then, he picked up the tea cup, put it in front of his nose, squinted slightly, and sniffed carefully.

The two wanted to sit across from each other, but no one spoke.

The whistling river wind blew the branches of the trees overhead, and the leaves on the branches rubbed against each other, making a rustling sound.

After a long time, Qian Zong finally broke the calm. He breathed a sigh of relief, put the gradually cooling teacup in his hand on the table, and said, "Master Li, the Tianlong Sect has rebelled."

"I know." Li Yi responded with a smile.

"There are many county guards around, and they are no longer under my control. About tomorrow, the Tianlong Sect's 50,000 troops will arrive at Jinling."

"I can only dispatch five thousand troops and horses here." Qian Zongdao.

"That's not the key." Li Yi patted a fallen leaf on his shoulder.

Yes, the most important thing now is whether these five thousand people will fight the enemy like the soldiers of Songjiang County. And whether there are still people in Jinling City who are "unwilling" to resist.

"Those people have been killed."

Qian Zong spoke indifferently, as if he was just talking about killing a few chickens.

"All of them?" Li Yi's pupils shrank. He knew what this meant. He had arrested a third of the officials and rich men in Jinling.

If it were Qian Zong, he would kill all these people directly...

"Except for the City Defense Department and the Chief Secretary, there are no officials in the whole of Jinling." After Qian Zong said this, he seemed to want to correct his mistake. He paused and continued: "Of course, except for Wang Yupeng and your Excellency, as well as the lower officials.

"

"What!" Li Yi was completely shocked this time. Could it be that Qian Zong not only beheaded all the people he arrested, but also beheaded all the officials in the entire city?
Chapter completed!