It seemed that he had sensed some unusual aura. Xia Sheng, who had already reached the head of Luoyang, suddenly stopped and turned to look back at the direction of Buju Mountain. His heart suddenly sank.

He didn't know what the war in the academy is going on now, nor did he know if the Thorn Army had time to arrive at Buju Mountain, but he had a faint premonition.

But at this moment, for Xia Sheng, even if the Chunqiu Academy had been lost, even if the barbarian army had been flat, like a gust of wind passing through, he could not care about it and could not turn back.

Because compared to the academy, the Qin family and the Ye family are of course more important.

He had only one person, and it was impossible for him to take into account every inch of Dajin's land.

Only with giving up can one gain.

And at this moment, he chose to continue moving towards Luoyang City.

Because Qin Yan is there, the Weining Marquis Mansion is there, and the Crown Prince is there too.

The city gate of Luoyang City has been blocked, but of course it is not difficult for a powerful man like Xia Sheng. At this time, he did not care about the air ban in Kyoto and directly broke into the top of the city gate with Ye Xiao'e and others.

Fortunately, most of the military forces in Luoyang City were concentrated on Yuehua Street, or more accurately, outside the gate of Shantang, while other soldiers rushed to the palace, so Xia Sheng and his four men were not blocked too much.

The four of them came to the statue of Emperor Taizu. Bi Qingwen nodded heavily to Xia Sheng and then headed towards the north of Luoyang City without stopping.

Xia Sheng had only had time to briefly explain: "Be careful of everything."

As for Ye Xiao'e's face was as cold as frost, with a layer of heart-pounding cold mist lingering on her face. She said to Xia Sheng: "I want to go home, will you come?"

Xia Sheng hesitated for a moment and said, "Ning Zheng will go back first. I will go to the palace. As long as the ownership of the dragon throne is settled today, nothing will be a problem."

Ye Xiao'e nodded and said simply: "Okay."

After the words finished, Ye Xiao'e no longer dragged on the mud. She flashed her spiritual energy, as if it turned into a dark green loss, falling to the east of Luoyang City.

Ning Zheng followed closely, pulled the sword in his hand, and solemnly spoke to Xia Sheng: "Take care, sir."

After saying that, Ning Zheng also disappeared from Xia Sheng's vision with Ye Xiao'e.

Now, he is the only one left.

Xia Sheng took a deep breath and looked at the majestic palace in the distance, a trace of murderous intent flashed quietly in his eyes.

Then he lifted the Haoran sword with one hand, stepped on a shallow footprint on the ground, and directly passed the statue of Emperor Taizu and headed towards the palace.

I don’t know whether it was intentional or unintentional, but the long sword in Xia Sheng gently brushed the fine stone above the statue, and immediately cut off most of the arrogant face of Emperor Taizu…

A moment later, Xia Sheng looked down at the mottled blood in the palace walls in mid-air, as well as the bodies of a group of imperial guards and students in imperial court uniforms, and couldn't help but squint his eyes slightly.

It seems that King Ning has come one step ahead of him.

Thinking of this, Xia Sheng felt a little relieved. Just as he was about to move forward, he saw Hang vigorously protecting an old man coming from a distance.

Xia Sheng guessed the old man's identity at the first time, and immediately fell back to the ground from the air, and said in a deep voice: "Ye Xiang."

The old man smiled and nodded, and before Xia Sheng could continue speaking, he spoke directly: "Ning Ning is here in time today, and the prince has not yet ascended the throne."

Everything was as Xia Shengzhi expected, but he did not completely relieve himself because of this, but asked further: "Where are the two of them now?"

Although Ye Xiang was old, he was not confused. He immediately understood what Xia Sheng wanted to do, but he did not stop Xia Sheng. He just sighed softly: "The prince returned to the Eastern Palace, and the Ning Wang went to Qiuyue Palace."

Xia Sheng nodded: "I want to use great power."

Upon hearing this, Ye Fei shook his head decisively: "This matter is a big deal. Once the matter fails, my Ye family cannot afford such an eternal infamy."

Xia Sheng frowned secretly: "Are there any way out when things are coming to this point?"

Ye Xiang immediately straightened his back and said word by word: "I may not care what kind of treatment my Ye family will encounter after today, but I care about how it is written in history books a hundred years later."

Xia Sheng suddenly shook his head and said, "History books are written by the winner."

Ye Xiang was silent for it, and later murmured: "But I need to be worthy of my conscience."

Upon hearing this, Xia Sheng had nothing to say, and could only sigh with regret.

Maybe it was because the Ye family was full of foolish loyalty, or maybe it was because the Ye family voluntarily gave up the great opportunity.

"Since that's the case, then I won't bother you anymore."

Xia Sheng nodded slightly to Ye Xiang, paused, and then said, "If you have the chance, come and visit again."

Ye Xiang smiled gently: "I will sweep the bed and wait for it."

After the words came, Xia Sheng had already unfolded the two pairs of long wings behind him again, racing against time toward the west side of the palace.

He did not choose to go to the East Palace where the prince was located as soon as possible.

Instead, I went to Qiuyue Palace.

Because compared to the life and death of the prince, Xia Sheng needs to confirm the intention of King Ning before this.

It took Xia Sheng less than three breaths to go from the main palace to the Qiuyue Palace. When he stood before the gate of the Qiuyue Palace, he found that King Ning was standing alone in the hall, looking at the statue on the wall with his back to him.

There is not a single person around.

Including July.

"Mr. Xia is finally back."

Upon hearing this, Xia Sheng couldn't help but chuckled: "It seems that your highness already knows that I will come."

Zhao Chen nodded, without any concealment: "I had already received the news when Mr. Xia entered Luoyang City."

After saying this, Zhao Chen Youran turned around, his eyes seemingly disappointed: "I just didn't expect that Mr. Xia would come to me first."

Xia Sheng gently brushed his sleeves: "What, can't I come?"

Zhao Chen shook his head: "No, I just think Mr. Xia should not have a choice. After all, if the prince ascends the throne, you will definitely be the first person he wants to get rid of."

The smile in Xia Sheng's eyes became even more intense: "What if I choose to leave Da Jin without successor?"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Chen's eyes suddenly sank and he asked, "But why did Mr. Xia do this?"

"Because, I am a descendant of Lochul."

As soon as this said, the temperature in the entire Qiuyue Palace suddenly dropped, as if there was an invisible bowstring in the air that would break at any time.

But even so, Zhao Chen still maintained the calmness he should have and asked again: "So, why should Mr. Xia think he can do it?"

This time, Xia Sheng's answer was simpler and straightforward: "By the sword in my hand."

As he said that, Xia Sheng subconsciously raised his wrist three inches upwards, and a dazzling blue light quickly emerged from his wrist, reflecting the entire Qiuyue Palace like daytime.

Just like everyone who first met Xia Sheng after the Jinyuan Secret Realm, Zhao Chen's eyes finally showed a hint of shock at this moment.

"Are you already a Martial Master?"

Xia Sheng nodded with a smile: "Not bad."

After saying that, Xia Sheng suddenly waved his hand and stabbed a seemingly vague sword energy into the southeast corner of Qiuyue Palace.

With a soft moan, July was forced out of the darkness by him, and the dagger in his hand had been cut into two pieces.

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