Thousands of Ming troops had already controlled the entire situation at this time. Most of the monks, the rebellious disciples of Jianwen and Di Luo, were killed, and the rest were captured.

At this time, Hong Ling rode a horse and went up the mountain under the protection of Xia Ping and other female guards. Hong Ling rode her horse to Song Yuner, turned over and dismounted, and asked anxiously: "Miss Song, where is our master? How is he?"

Song Yuner laughed: "Your master is very good, it's almost the same as those who burn charcoal."

"Charcoal-burning?" Hong Ling didn't know what Song Yuner meant.

Song Yuner smiled and made a vague move on her face with her hands, and put her mouth on the golden top: "It's on it."

"I want to go up and take a look." Hong Ling was very anxious, "How to go up?"

"Wait first," Song Yuner said, then walked to Xia Ping and told Xia Ping about Liu Ruobing's just gave birth to a child. Xia Ping immediately ordered the female guards to prepare hot water in the temple, and then brought a few older female guards to set up a ladder and Song Yuner, and the red silk went to the golden top.

When the red silk climbed to the golden roof, he saw burning broken arrows everywhere in the thick snow, and the roof was covered with the roof. As soon as he stepped on the pile of broken arrows, he made a cracking sound. The wall and the wooden house opposite were also burned black. A body without a head was lying on the ground, blood staining the white snow, and his big head rolled down to the side.

All this told her what kind of raging fire and tragic battles had happened on the golden top. She couldn't help but feel frightened and shouted in panic: "Master~!Master~! Where are you!"

When Song Yuner saw that the door of the cabin was closed, Yang Qiuchi should be inside, patted Hong Ling on the shoulder and walked forward. She pushed the door of the cabin without opening it, and shouted: "Master! Brother!"

Yang Qiuchi shouted inside, "Wait!" He leaned against Liu Ruobing against the wall, ran over and moved the big copper hammer away.

The little black dog first got out of the crack in the door, jumped around the Hong Ling. Yang Qiuchi opened the door and shouted: "Ling Ling!"

Hong Ling then realized that the miserable person in front of her was her master. She saw Yang Qiuchi's face being smoked black. The two wings of the black hat on her head were burned to a small part of her body, her official robe was gone, her cotton vest was gone, and she was left with only a body of smokeless and burned underwear everywhere.

Seeing Yang Qiuchi's miserable appearance, Hong Ling's tears fell down, she threw herself into his arms, grabbed his arm and asked how he was injured.

Yang Qiuchi smiled and showed a row of white teeth, which was particularly eye-catching on his face that was smoked black by the thick smoke: "Ling Ling doesn't cry. Master, I was just a little bit of a minor injury. It's okay - by the way, I ate roasted whole lamb on the road, and my mouth is not good. This time, I, Mr. Yang, almost became roasted whole lamb!"

Everyone laughed. Hong Ling now understood what Song Yuner was talking about burning charcoal. Seeing that Yang Qiuchi was not seriously injured, she burst into tears and laughed. She took off the tiger-skin cloak on her body and put it on Yang Qiuchi.

At this time, Hong Ling saw Liu Ruobing leaning against the wall, holding a baby wrapped in Yang Qiuchi's cotton vest in his arms. Hong Ling shouted in surprise: "Senior Liu, have you given birth?" He knelt beside her and looked at the baby happily.

Liu Ruobing smiled and nodded. The baby squinted his eyes and yawned a big yawn, making Hong Ling and Liu Ruobing giggle.

Xia Ping and several other female guards were all mothers. They knew how to take care of the mother who was confinement, and began to get busy in an orderly manner. After the guards opened the stairs and set up the stairs, they carried Liu Ruobing down the golden roof and found a clean room for temporary settlement.

A female guard with special care cleaning Yang Qiuchi's wounds and bandaged them again. After examination, the injury was not seriously injured.

The battle was over, and Yu Xuan arranged to clean the battlefield, and then met Yang Qiuchi. He gave another explanation. Yang Qiuchi then realized that there were problems in the decision-making of the two, but fortunately they were in danger. It was a great blessing.

Yang Qiuchi interrogated the Jianwen remnants captured by Yang Yingneng and others, as well as monks such as Di Luo's disciples, Qiangba, and Master Jin made records.

What was surprisingly pleasant was that among the captured Tibetan monks of Diluo, there was actually a Han man, and the person looked very familiar. Yang Qiuchi frowned and thought for a while before he suddenly realized.

Yang Qiuchi asked Nangong Xiong to use the Jinyiwei sea capture map for comparison. It turned out that this Han man who was mixed with the Tibetan monks was the enemy he had been looking for. He searched for it without any effort. After catching this person, all kinds of doubts were penetrated.

The interrogation lasted for a whole day and had a lot of rewards. I lived in the temple that night.

After Liu Ruobing rested for a night, she had peerless martial arts skills and recovered quickly. She could already walk down the ground early the next morning. So Yang Qiuchi ordered to set off to go down the mountain and return to Chengdu.

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Chengdu, Kuangfu.

Kuang Xianjue was a senior member of the Hanlin Academy in the dynasty. After retiring and returning home, he lived in seclusion all day long. His son Kuang Mi was young and promising, and was young and passed the Jinshi. He was hired as a gentleman for his daughter by Wu Ciren, the right governor.

Not long after, Kuang Xianjue knew that his son was in love with Wu Qiaozhen, the daughter of Wu Buzheng. If he could marry Wu Buzheng and be a good match, he would be very satisfied.

Unexpectedly, his son went to Luzhou to worship his mother. The next night after leaving, Wu Qiaozhen was killed in the room. Kuang Mi cried so sadly that he fainted several times. Kuang Xianjue was also very sorry for losing this ideal daughter-in-law.

Wu Qiaozhen has been buried for many days, but her son Kuang Mi is still crying in the room all day long, which makes Mr. Kuang very sad.

That night, Mr. Kuang and his son Kuang Mi were talking in the back garden room, and they heard the window outside being knocked a few times. Mr. Kuang was stunned and asked, "Who?"

Without an answer, then a few more sounds were heard. Kuang Mi and Mr. Kuang looked at each other. Kuang Mi lifted up the front of his robe, tied it around his waist, and walked out. He saw a man standing under the cold moonlight in the yard. He was wearing black clothes, covered with black scarf, and a petite figure. He was holding a short sword in his hand.

Kuang Mi asked: "Who is yours? What's the matter when you trespass on my Kuang Mansion?"

The man in black didn't say anything, a cold light flashed and a sword stabbed Kuang Mi.

Kuang Mi shook her body and dodged, and couldn't help but be furious: "Good assassin. How dare I go to my Kuang Mansion to commit an offense." With his wrist, he turned and a short sword was added to his palm, fighting with the assassin.

Mr. Kuang was very confident in his son's martial arts skills. He stood in the corridor without shouting. However, after looking for a while, he found that the assassin had great martial arts skills and his son was no match for him. He was already restrained everywhere, and was full of dangers and was very nervous.

Unexpectedly, Kuang Mi snorted coldly, and his sword technique changed and became very strange, all of which were taking moves from an incredible perspective.

The petite man in black caught off guard and was immediately in a hurry. Kuang Mi smiled grimly and said, "How is it? Do you know it's amazing?" One move after another, he forced the man in black to the wall and shouted: "Remove the sword!"

There was a clanging sound. A short sword flew into the air, flashing a few times under the moonlight, falling down, and a sneering sound, inserted into the ground. It swayed slightly.

Kuang Mi's face turned pale and she didn't dare to move, because the man in black had a short sword against his throat!

He didn't know that the man in black had obviously lost, and his incredible sword should have knocked away the other party's sword. However, he didn't expect that his earth sword would be knocked away instead.

Only then did Kuang Mi realize that the man in black had a much better martial arts than him. He just pretended to be invincible, but for some reason.

Mr. Kuang was shocked when he saw his son being controlled by the man in black. He was about to scream, but suddenly he found a cold neck. Some time later, he looked sideways and stood a man in black standing next to him. He was tall and burly with his eyes as lightning. He stared at him coldly, and was so scared that he quickly shut up.

At this time, many people appeared from every corner of the back garden, all wearing flying fish suits and bamboo swords on their waists, lit up the lanterns in their hands, making the back garden bright like daytime.

Kuang Mi was even more surprised. At first glance, he stared at the young man in the middle of the robe. He was stunned and said with a stuttering voice: "Yang...Sir Yang? Why are you... here?"

This person was Yang Qiuchi, followed by Jinyiwei Qianhu Shen Shisheng and other Sichuan Jinyiwei officials.

Yang Qiuchi smiled coldly: "Kuang Mi, I have returned safely from Nian Baoyu Ze's sacred mountain. This surprised you, right? As soon as I arrived, I came to see how your strange sword skills were practiced by a lay disciple of the Dharma King Di Luo, who was a lay disciple. Is it still very interesting?"

Kuang Mi's expression changed drastically: "Sir..., I don't know what your words mean."

Yang Qiuchi ignored him, walked to the short sword, pulled it up, flicked it with his finger, and said, "This blood-blade short sword is really powerful. He assassinated Miss Wu Qiaozhen and Young Master Fang Qian in succession. Young Master Kuang is good at practicing this sword technique. However, fortunately, Sister She has seen your weird sword technique and cannot hurt her."

The man in black who pointed his sword at Kuang Mi and smiled and pulled down the veil. It was Song Yuner.

Kuang Mi was shocked: "Sir... you guys are..."

Yang Qiuchi said coldly: "Your master initiates the Dharma King and collude with the rest of Jianwen party, intending to rebel, but I have been shot dead on the spot. I also found out that you are his lay disciple. You collude with each other and deliberately stabbed Wu Qiaozhen and Fang Qian to death with this sword technique. On the one hand, they wanted to kill someone to silence me, and set up an ambush on Nian Baoyuze Mountain to attempt to assassinate me. Unexpectedly, I took the tricks and captured the rest of Jianwen party and the King of Dharma King in one fell swoop. Yun'er had just fought with you to check if you knew this martial arts. It was indeed a little good. Your accomplices had already admitted it, what else do you have to say?"

Kuang Mi looked disgusted: "Sir, I don't know what kind of accomplices, I must have made a mistake."
Chapter completed!