Although Wang Xiaohai kept changing horses along the way, it still took him a day to reach the vicinity of the capital.
"The capital is just ahead!"
Wang Xiaohai saw from afar the high drawbridge over the moat, and the tall city walls cast huge shadows on the ground in the setting sun.
"We're too late, the drawbridge at the city gate has been pulled up!" Wang Xiaohai stopped his horse in front of the moat. The strong horse immediately lowered its head and chewed the grass by the river, with puffs of hot air coming out of its nostrils. It was also tired!
"Why are the city gates closed so early?" Wang Xiaohai shouted to the city guards patrolling on the wall.
"Rebels are rampaging everywhere, and someone's trying to assassinate the emperor, so the city gates have to close two hours early every day," a kindly guard replied. "I advise you to wait until tomorrow morning!"
"The emperor was assassinated?" Wang Xiaohai asked loudly, "Did the assassin succeed?"
"Of course not, otherwise we would all be patrolling with black armbands!" The city guard said as he continued walking, no longer paying attention to Wang Xiaohai.
Wang Xiaohai thought to himself that the palace was also full of experts, could it actually defend against God's assassination?
"Perhaps, it is another group of gods who are helping the emperor, and then getting rewards or official positions?" Wang Xiaohai understood immediately. He knew clearly that the guards in the palace alone could not stop the assassins who were the incarnations of real gods or plane gods!
Even if they fall and become mortals, the battle consciousness and understanding of martial arts of true gods and plane gods are still there, and they can use the maximum strength and skills that their flesh can endure. Unless they use force to defeat force like Wang Xiaohai, no master in the world can be a match for God!
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