Wang Beiwang turned around and questioned a man with white hair and cloth clothes. Looking more carefully, he found that his appearance had been slightly adjusted. His eyebrows were thickened with charcoal pencil, and his face was smeared with a layer of light gray. The scar on his left cheek seemed to be a disguise. He didn't look like a real wanted criminal of the imperial court.

The experienced Wang Beiwang suspected that there was something wrong with the other party's identity. He was either a wanted criminal or a spy from the Northern Dynasty.

When the two countries were at war, the Northern Dynasty sent spies to Beijing to gather intelligence and secretly cause trouble, which were routine operations in war.

When Xu Chang was young, he served in the army. Wang Beiwang learned sword from him and occasionally listened to Xu Chang talk about his military career.

"Yuanshi Tianzun?" the man asked again.

According to Wang Beiwang's personality, he had to find out the other party's identity. But now, although he was not a wanted criminal, he was more sensitive than a wanted criminal.

It is better to have less trouble than more, so Wang Beiwang turned around and left, but when he remembered the instructions of the foolish emperor, he turned back and said, "Yes, I am Yuanqi Tianzun."

Then, both sides just stared at each other and nothing happened.

Wang Beiwang waited for the other party to ask: Where is Yuanshi Tianzun? But the other party just didn't speak

In the silent silence, the man with gray hair on his temples muttered, "You look so stupid, how could you be Yuanshi Tianzun? Who taught you to say these words?"

Wang Beiwang sneered: "You have a sly face and rat-like eyes. You don't look like someone who can be associated with Yuanshi Tianzun, right?"

After the condolence, he looked at the other person, thought for a few seconds, and said, "Come with me."

He finally understood that the words taught by the tyrant were the secret code for contact, and only the tyrant's contact could understand them.

The man with gray hair on his temples followed, and Wang Beiwang led him back the way they came. Two quarters of an hour later, the old man returned to the entrance of Hongxiu Pavilion and stopped the two of them. He looked at Wang Beiwang with disdain and said, "Go away, go beg somewhere else."

Wang Beiwang kept a low profile: "Go in, turn left after entering the door, it's the deepest part."

He did not go in. Instead, he stood at the door and looked inside, motioning the middle-aged man to go into the lobby. He ignored the madam's invitation and walked straight to the table of the tyrant. He vaguely heard the little girl Jingwei happily calling out "Brother Red Chicken".

In the lobby, Zhang Yuanqing looked at Brother Red Chicken who was eating voraciously and asked, "Why are you alone? Where are the others?"

He ordered a table full of dishes, but Xiaoyuan and his aunt did not show up.

"I don't know!" said Red Chicken Brother, "I didn't see them."

"Didn't see him?" Zhang Yuanqing frowned immediately: "According to the agreement, you should have met last night?"

"I didn't go at all." Brother Red Chicken said while eating, "The pair of broken shoes you gave me almost killed me. After I escaped from the palace that day, it pestered me to dance and asked me to dance with it. I can't dance at all. I danced all night but didn't dance well. I was kicked all night and seven or eight bones were broken. I couldn't stand it anymore, so I ran away and it chased me. I couldn't get away even if I had wings. Um, do you have raw porridge? Ask the cook to bring me a bowl."

"No, please continue." Jiang Jingwei listened with great interest.

"The chicken was left over from the previous night, so it's not fresh anymore, and it's not boiled chicken." Brother Red Chicken swallowed the chicken nuggets reluctantly, and continued, "There was a curfew at night, and the city defense troops were everywhere. I couldn't attract attention during the day, so I had no choice but to bite the bullet and pay the price. I fled into a house, knocked the owner unconscious, and then was trained by that pair of broken shoes in the yard. It trained me for two days, and I used three or four tubes of Life Source Liquid. I just successfully finished a tap dance yesterday, and passed out. I came here the moment I woke up."

"I thought of the beginning, but I never expected this ending." Zhang Yuanqiqing sighed: "Your dancing talent is really fucking terrible."

Brother Red Chicken said angrily: "Is this the point?"

Jiang Jingwei asked, "That family was also unconscious for two days?"

Brother Red Chicken was furious: "You don't even get the point. The point is that I was trained by a pair of broken shoes for two days and almost died."

He drank the white porridge in one gulp and said, "I injected them with some life source fluid. They won't die."

"Give me back the red dancing shoes. This prop is a divine tool. Young man, you can't control it." Deputy Director Zhang Yuanqing couldn't wait to take back the prop.

Brother Red Chicken hurriedly opened his inventory and threw away the red dancing shoes like a hot potato.

Zhang Yuanqing picked up the red dancing shoes, put them in his inventory and said, "If it was with me, I wouldn't have to suffer so much these days. Eat quickly, and come with me to do something after you finish eating."

On the way to Hongxiu Pavilion, Wang Beiwang had already found out that three hundred boys and girls were being held in the dungeon of the Ministry of Justice.

Only the dungeon of the Ministry of Justice can accommodate so many people. This is not a secret and can be found out by simply asking the city defense troops or the soldiers guarding the city. Even the people in the city know about it. After all, there are many people working in the court.

Brother Hongji ate heartily, and Han Hu asked, "Aren't you waiting for the Palace Master and Xiao Yuan? The bedding, Sun Miaomiao and Guan Ya are not found, the Queen is also missing, and there are fewer and fewer people."

Zhang Yuanqing pondered for a moment and said, "We can ask Wang Beiwang to go outside for a few more rounds. Maybe Xiaoyuan and the Palace Master are also looking for us."

Brother Red Chicken asked, "Who is that fool?"

"NPC" Jiang Jingwei said.

"He's a knight." Zhang Yuanqing corrected.

Brother Hongji said "Oh", and glanced at the corridor on the second floor, and said, "What a great place. If I'm not in a hurry, I want to listen to music here."

Zhang Yuanqing said regretfully: "The brothel is closed during the day."

Brother Hongji also showed a look of regret. Wang Beiwang at the door was squatting on the ground, fiddling with a broken bowl, observing from time to time, waiting for the order from the tyrant.

Tsk, how did I become a subordinate of a tyrant? I should have killed him. Well, it was only for Xiu'er that I tolerated him for a few days. Wang Beiwang touched his hard short beard and thought that was it.

At this time, he saw three middle-aged men in shorts and with sharp eyes walking from a distance, heading towards Hongxiu Pavilion with a clear goal.

One has a thin face and bright and sharp eyes; the other has a stocky build and looks honest; one has a full beard, eyes like bells, and a restless look between his brows.

They carried weapons wrapped in cloth strips on their backs and walked steadily.

As a swordsman with some fame in the martial arts world, Wang Beiwang's eyes were slightly cold, and he instinctively showed vigilance and hostility.

He could see that the three middle-aged men were all martial artists and had considerable skills.

The thin-faced man among the three middle-aged men seemed to sense something. He glanced at Wang Beiwang who was squatting at the door, then retracted his gaze and no longer paid attention.

After watching the three people enter Hongxiu Pavilion, Wang Beiwang stood up.

"Three gentlemen, is this your first time visiting Hongxiu Pavilion, or are there ladies you know?" The old man approached them cordially and asked a formatted question.

The three middle-aged men ignored him and swept their eyes across the lobby, passing over the few guests, and finally falling on Brother Hongji and Zhang Yuanqing. When their eyes met, Zhang Yuanqing's face changed.

Suddenly, the middle-aged man with a thin face put his fingers together like swords and stabbed out as fast as thunder. With a "swoosh" sound, the thin and sharp sword energy hit Zhang Yuanqing's face directly.

Swordsman? Zhang Yuanqing turned his head and saw the thin middle-aged man quickly taking off the weapon on his back, shaking off the cloth strip, and drawing a cold Chang sword. He took two steps at a time and swept towards Zhang Yuanqing and the other two.

A crescent-shaped sword energy whizzed out before the middle-aged man slashed out with the sword energy.

Zhang Yuanqing had a half-meter-long dagger in his hand. The handle of the dagger was a ferocious ghost face with two rubies embedded in it. He took a bow stance and chopped vertically with the dagger.

The sword energy was shattered by the dagger and dissipated into hair-thin energy, which splashed in all directions and created dense, tiny pits on the ground and table.

Jiang Jingwei, who was weak in strength, was unable to dodge, and his chest, shoulders and face were splashed by the energy, instantly turning into bloody wounds.

Zhang Yuanfuqing's palm was broken, blood was flowing, and he felt terrified.

Level 5 Swordsman? !

Wang Beiwang at the door rushed into the lobby and was about to provide assistance, but when he saw that it was Mu, he quietly retreated. A powerful man of Chang Lao level!

Inside the hall, the stocky, dull-looking man pulled out the weapon from the cloth strip, which was a black iron bronze. He rushed over with deep, thumping steps, and the entire hall ground shook with the sound of his footsteps.

This earth monster, no, mountain god... Zhang Yuanqing grabbed Jingwei's shoulders and pushed her to the side, pushing her more than ten meters away. Before the black iron mace could chop her down, she turned into starlight and dissipated.

“Crack!”

The round table and the dishes and chopsticks fell apart under the heavy blow of the black iron mace. Zhang Yuanqing appeared on the second floor, overlooking the lobby. He saw Brother Hongji and the burly man with a restless look on his brows, each holding a flaming sword and fighting against each other. The two swords exploded into thousands of red flames, scattered in all directions, and ignited the surrounding tables, chairs and window frames.

"Who is this villain who dares to assassinate me?" Zhang Yuanqing shouted.

At the same time, he secretly manipulated the fire master's emotions. The fire master suddenly raised his head, looked at Zhang Yuanqing on the second floor, and roared: "Stupid emperor, the Queen Mother killed General Wu and the soldiers of the Shenrui Army. You have to pay for this!"

After saying this, the flame in his palm condensed, shaped, and compressed into a scarlet spear, which he threw towards him.

The swordsman and the mountain god flew into the air and leaped onto the second floor.

"Take Jingwei away." Zhang Yuanqing shouted loudly, dodged the flame gun's attack by moving sideways, and then, as if he had foreseen it, when the fire expanded, he slashed it with a knife. Seeing this, the fire demon forcibly interrupted the fire skill!

At this time, the swordsman lightly landed on the fence on the second floor and attacked Zhang Yuanqiqing with a sword, trying to pull him into close combat.

The mountain god smashed the fence and rushed over like an armored vehicle. Zhang Yuanqing turned into starlight again and disappeared, appearing a few meters away. He put away his dagger, put on the Wind Warrior gloves, and swung out two wind blades.

The swordsman dodged nimbly, while the mountain god charged forward against the wind blade, completely ignoring the translucent "blade" that could cut through gold and jade.

Zhang Yuanqing did not use the Star Escape Technique again. He directly swam at night to become invisible, then used the wind blade to glide half a circle, came behind the level five swordsman, summoned a short knife, and stabbed it fiercely into the opponent's back.

bite!

The tip of the knife stabbed on the spine of the sword. The swordsman still stood with his back to the sword, but the sword in his hand blocked behind him the moment the dagger attacked.

Humph, assassins must be as calm as water, with such a strong killing intent, "Your Majesty has cultivated his strength but not his mind, you have fallen behind"

The swordsman sneered and turned around to attack.

After being hit by two more swords, Zhang Yuanqing took advantage of the situation to escape from the close combat and continued to fight with the two enemies. Meanwhile, in the lobby downstairs, Brother Hongji and the Fire Demon of the Shenrui Army were fighting each other and setting fires. The guests who were dining in the hall fled in all directions, while the guests in the rooms were trembling with fear and dared not come out.

Wang Beiwang saw the opportunity and rushed into the hall, carried Jiang Jingwei on his back and left. As soon as he rushed out of the gate of Hongxiu Pavilion, he saw a city defense army coming quickly. Their armors clanged, and they carried swords and bows. The dozen or so riders in the lead were fully armed and had a cold and stern temperament, and they were obviously masters.

The city defense forces arrived so quickly?

Wang Beiwang lowered his head and ran away with Jiang Jingwei on his back. The leading cavalryman pulled the reins, drew his sword, and shouted, "Kill the rebels in Hongxiu Pavilion, men, women, old and young, without mercy."

The local soldiers behind him responded and swarmed in. The soldiers rushed into the hall and took a quick look. Some of them drew their bows and arrows and shot at the two parties fighting on the second floor, while the others spread two large silver-white nets to cover the two fire demons.

Seeing this, the Fire Demon from the Shenrui Army used fire to avoid the big net. The Red Chicken Brother, who was red-eyed with anger, was not afraid of a tiger and wielded a flaming sword to slash at the silver net that was covering his head.

The high-temperature flaming knife was unable to cut through and burn the silver net. Brother Red Chicken was unable to avoid it and was covered in it.

Five or six fierce soldiers rushed forward with swords in hand, slashing wildly, and flames rose up, cracking the silver net and knocking the soldiers away. Brother Red Chicken directly activated the Violent One skill.

On the other side, arrows were flying like rain, with constant thumping sounds. The tails were vibrating and nailed to the doors, windows and walls of the second floor. The city defense troops waved steel knives and swarmed up the stairs.

Zhang Yuanqing was watching all directions and listening to all directions. After seeing what happened to Brother Hongji, he immediately said, "The army of this era can fight against the cultivators. Don't fight hard, retreat."

After that, he put on the Yin-Yang robe, turned into starlight and appeared on the roof, then pinched out a fireball "Boom!"

The fireball expanded, and Brother Red Chicken emerged from the red flames. The two of them ran wildly on the roof, sometimes performing the Star Escape Technique, sometimes performing the Fire Movement Technique, and quickly went to the roof of the Hongxiu Pavilion.

With a "boom", the fire demon of the Divine Army and the swordsman broke through the roof and followed closely behind.

The mountain god was running wildly in the streets in pursuit, followed by the city soldiers.

The people on the street fled in all directions and hid in panic.

"Isn't he said to be stronger than Tuoba and smarter than the imperial teacher? He's still so boastful even though he's an emperor!" Wang Beiwang muttered to himself, then he hugged Jiang Jingwei, quietly disappeared into the crowd, and escaped.

Brother Red Chicken leaped up and jumped over a roof. He looked back and saw two horses chasing him. He immediately said, "You go first, don't worry about me."

The opponent also has a fire demon. If he uses the fire element, he may become a springboard for the enemy to get close. But if he does not use the fire element, he cannot escape the pursuit of both sides, because both sides have scouts and swordsmen who are good at tracking. So Yuanshi Tianzun can only go first.

If I had known earlier, I would have collected some night wandering props, Zhang Yuanqing's thoughts raced, he would have no problem escaping, after all, whether it was an illusionist or a night wandering god, they both made me run faster.

But it is difficult for Brother Hongji to escape from the city defense army and the pursuit of the saints of the Divine Sharp Army. This battle came inexplicably. The Divine Sharp Army was obviously coming for him, but even the Zheng family, who knew his identity, didn't know where he was hiding. How did the Divine Sharp Army know?

No, the Zheng family might know, because the arrival of the city defense forces was also strange. In the past two days, Zhang Yuanqing had been hiding from the city defense forces and was very familiar with their patterns of action, member distribution, and efficiency.

The city defense troops arrived too quickly. If this was a setup, there would be many city defense troops nearby. If they formed a siege, Brother Hongji would lose all his ten lives here.

Then he said, "Come with me to the Ministry of Justice."