The flood washed away the Dragon King Temple. After a lot of confusion, the guards of the Nie Mansion quickly let the master and the young master in.

When I climbed up to my sister's attic, a refreshing and fragrant breeze immediately hit me in the face.

Nie Xiaoqian first threw herself into the arms of Nie's father. After being comforted by Nie's father, she turned around and hugged Nie Changchuan's head. Her delicate body trembled slightly, and there were still two faintly visible tear marks on her pretty face.

"It's all right, it's all right..."

My sister's slightly trembling voice kept echoing in my ears.

Nie Changchuan looked helpless and gently grabbed his sister's hand, asking her to let go of him.

The old butler Nie Fu beside him wanted to say something but stopped himself. In the end, he couldn't suppress his excitement and asked in a low voice: "Master, the young master said that those fierce black-clad soldiers outside are all from our family. Is this true?"

"To be precise, they are soldiers borrowed by our family."

Nie Changchuan grabbed his sister's hand, asked her to stand beside him, and then said this sentence with a calm expression.

Influenced by him, the women and servants in the attic gradually calmed down and were no longer afraid.

Nie Xiaoqian held her brother's hand tightly and asked in a low voice: "Brother, what is going on? Why did our family rebel?"

Nie Changchuan sighed upon hearing this and turned to look at his father: "Dad, why don't you talk about this!"

"Okay!" Father Nie nodded, then turned around and told part of the truth that he had imagined.

After hearing what Father Nie said, everyone in the Nie family looked at each other in shock.

The housekeeper Fu Bo was stunned and said: "So the young master is the reincarnated god, and the black-clothed soldiers outside are the heavenly soldiers that the young master borrowed from his good friend in his previous life..."

Father Nie sighed and said, "I won't hide it from you now. The fate of the Great Xuan Dynasty has come to an end and it is time for a new dynasty. Pudu Cihang is obviously a thousand-year-old centipede monster, but he can become the Great Xuan State Master. This is the best proof!"

"What, the Imperial Master is a centipede monster?!"

Fu Bo and the others were shocked again and couldn't help but ask, "Then your Majesty has already..."

Father Nie sighed, "Yes, Your Majesty has repeatedly dismissed his attendants and sat down to discuss Taoism with that evil monk. Maybe he has already been controlled by it. Now, it is more likely that the evil monk is sitting on the dragon throne than Your Majesty!"

Hearing Father Nie's increasingly affirmative words, Nie Changchuan couldn't help but roll his eyes.

He knew that his father was deceiving his cronies in order to morally strengthen their resolve to rebel.

After all, according to Zhao Lihe's words, the capital city will definitely be returned to them, and after the summer soldiers withdraw, the Nie family must rely on their own strength to control this huge capital city.

Although Nie Changchuan understood the truth, he just didn't like this kind of scene.

After a little thought, Nie Changchuan used the excuse that his sister was still in a state of uncertainty and pulled Nie Xiaoqian out of the attic.

On the way, Nie Xiaoqian looked at Nie Changchuan's back with a complicated expression.

She never imagined that in just a few minutes, her brother would transform from a Maoshan Taoist priest into the reincarnation of a god.

Nie Zhangchuan noticed the expression on her face and smiled slightly: "Okay, sister, don't let your imagination run wild. Don't say that I was just a god in my previous life. Even if I was the Jade Emperor or the Buddha, I was still your brother!"

Nie Xiaoqian smiled and felt warm in her heart.

"Stop being so funny. If you were really the Jade Emperor or the Buddha, I wouldn't dare call you my brother anymore!"

"Really? That's a pity!" Nie Changchuan said regretfully, "If I really had such a prominent background, I would definitely ask you to call me brother so that I can also feel the majesty of an elder brother..."

"You dare!"

Nie Xiaoqian couldn't help but raise her voice and glared at him.

The rift between the siblings was resolved quietly.

Nie Xiaoqian asked softly: "Where are you taking me?"

Nie Changchuan said without turning his head: "Go see Brother Zhao... I'm worried about leaving you alone."

What if Shen Lian and Ding Xian fail to keep a close eye on Ning Caichen and let him slip out of Fu Mansion and take advantage of the opportunity to sneak in? That would be a disaster!

Not long after, Nie Changchuan brought Nie Xiaoqian to Cihang Temple in Beijing.

This was originally the largest temple in the capital. After Pudu Cihang came to Beijing, the emperor gave it to him and renamed it Cihang Temple, making it Pudu Cihang's base.

At this moment, Zhao Lihe was leading hundreds of personal guards and more than a thousand soldiers to surround them.

The monks in the temple had been secretly replaced by monsters by Pu Du Ci Hang over the years, so even when surrounded by a large army, they were not afraid at all, and even dared to send people to discuss with Zhao Lihe, trying to persuade him to withdraw his troops.

How could Zhao Lihe reach a consensus with the demon? He sneered and shouted.

"Fire!"

Before he finished speaking, more than a thousand soldiers behind him pulled the trigger.

A rain of metal bullets came pouring down, instantly turning the bald old monk into a sieve.

Blood splattered and the monster's body appeared. It was actually a three-meter-long small centipede.

Golden thunder suddenly appeared out of nowhere and extended from Zhao Lihe's hand into a golden lightning chain, splitting the centipede monster into ashes.

Seeing this, the evil monks who were watching in the temple were suddenly horrified and fled in all directions.

Zhao Lihe sneered: "How dare you, a mere little demon, act so presumptuously in front of me!"

"Lu Jianxing!"

Lu Jianxing immediately stepped forward, leaning on his sword and bowing: "I am here!"

Zhao Lihe said coldly: "Raze this evil temple to the ground for me!"

After he finished speaking, Zhao Lihe suddenly felt something was wrong, and quickly added: "Remember not to hurt the Buddha statue."

Lu Jianxing was slightly startled, then nodded in agreement and led hundreds of royal guards into Cihang Temple.

These royal guards are all carefully selected martial arts masters, and have all been transformed by the self-cultivation furnace. They are very powerful and even better than Zuo Qianhu, the pinnacle of martial arts in this world.

There are hundreds of martial arts masters at the level of Zuo Qianhu, and they have extraordinary powerful methods.

It is so easy to deal with these leaderless little demons in Cihang Temple!

Out of fear and disrespect for the Buddha, Zhao Lihe did not personally enter the temple to kill the demon.

After all, his methods were too destructive and could easily affect innocent Buddha statues in the temple.

It would not be good if we offend some people who are secretly spying on us because of this!

Just then, Nie Changchuan and Nie Xiaoqian rushed over.

Seeing the various colored Qi lights constantly lighting up in the Cihang Temple and hearing the terrified screams of the monks in the temple, Nie Changchuan couldn't help but twitch his lips.

In this horrific and bloody scene of slaughter, who is the villain?

"Why are you here?"

Zhao Lihe walked over with a smile.

Nie Changchuan came back to his senses and said with a smile: "Come and take a look, and take my sister to see the world."

Nie Xiaoqian was slightly startled when she heard this, and quickly bowed and saluted: "We met on the road before, Xiaoqian didn't recognize you, I hope Your Majesty can forgive me!"

"No problem!" Zhao Lihe smiled and waved his hand, then looked at Nie Xiaoqian and said softly, "I have heard about your story. Pudu Cihang is just a thousand-year-old centipede monster. Don't take his words to heart."

Nie Xiaoqian showed gratitude: "Thank you for your concern, Your Majesty."

Zhao Lihe said with a smile: "I have many young talents under my command, who are the best in both literary and military talent. If Miss Xiaoqian is interested, I can arrange for them to meet you..."

Before he could finish, Nie Zhangchuan quickly pulled him away, saying with a frown on his face, "Brother, what are you doing?!"

Zhao Lihe said as a matter of course: "I'll introduce you to my brother-in-law!"

Nie Changchuan shook his head and said, "I don't want a general under your command to be my brother-in-law. It would be better if I could have you as my brother-in-law!"

After saying this, Nie Changchuan suddenly remembered that Zhao Lihe was an emperor. Not only did he have Ding Baiying as his wife, he might also have three thousand beauties in the harem. If his sister really married him, wouldn't she be at a great loss!

Thinking of this, Nie Changchuan quickly put on a smile and added, "Brother, I was just joking. I don't really want you to be my brother-in-law. Don't take it seriously!"

Zhao Lihe glanced at him with a half-smile.

Nie Changchuan laughed awkwardly and changed the subject, "Brother, I didn't pay attention before, but now I see that the warriors under your command seem to have a lot of tricks. Is the martial arts value in the Embroidered Spring Blade world so high?"

Zhao Lihe chuckled: "Have you heard of the innate Qi?"

Nie Changchuan was slightly startled and said in shock: "You have also taken over the world under One Person?!"

Zhao Lihe shook his head and said, "No, we just have some cooperation with Huaxia over there."

Nie Changchuan suddenly realized: "No wonder you have a modern army so quickly!"

Nie Changchuan had only a vague understanding of modern weaponry and was unaware that the soldiers around him were carrying classic American equipment.

The reason why Zhao Lihe was able to build a military factory and arm the Great Xia army so quickly was mainly thanks to Zuo Yu and the John Wick world. The help that China in the Under One Person world gave him was mainly in the area of ​​infrastructure.

But let it be a misunderstanding, Zhao Lihe is happy not to have to explain.

"Okay, stop being so funny. According to the time, the fourth and fifth teams should have captured the palace."

"I will take you to take over the captured Royal Guards, but whether you can subdue them depends on your and your father's ability..."

Hearing Zhao Lihe's words, Nie Changchuan's face became serious: "Thank you, brother!"

…

In just one day, the capital city completely changed hands.

The city defense was replaced, and all the court officials in the capital were captured. Those who were loyal to the emperor were either imprisoned in their mansions or thrown into prison. Zhao Lihe did not let go of those who surrendered as quickly as possible, and arrested them all and made them prisoners.

Most of the 50,000 imperial guards were killed or wounded, and only 18,000 prisoners were still capable of fighting.

Faced with more than 18,000 captured imperial guards, Father Nie made use of his decades of experience in officialdom to talk to those middle-level officers one by one. Finally, by virtue of the prestige of the Great Xia Bing, he won the hearts of the middle-level officers and replaced all the senior generals. Only then did he officially have a military team.

The imperial palace was breached, but the black-clad heavenly soldiers did not violate the palace maids and concubines. They simply drove them into the palace and kept them under centralized custody.

The emperor of the time had been brainwashed by the imperial teacher Pudu Cihang. When the Daxia army broke into the palace, he actually organized a group of concubines to sit cross-legged on the stone steps outside the palace and chant Buddhist scriptures, hoping to influence them to lay down their butcher knives and become Buddhas on the spot.

The Daxia cross-border troops have been to several worlds, but have never seen such a ridiculous emperor.

In other words, the Daxia army had strict discipline. If it were a normal rebel army, I'm afraid the fate of these concubines would be very miserable.