Outside Zhaowu Gate, no matter who was present, they were extremely shocked. Even if Chu Jiangmian was here, he would probably be shocked. Who would have thought that the restaurant shopkeeper who was smiling in the eyes of all the merchants who were traveling to and from the Nancheng Goods Trading Office was actually a chilling figure.

The fierce fighting suddenly stopped. Whether it was the spies from Zhao State or the raiders from Qin State, they all watched the people standing easily, and they didn't know what to say. Elder Yu Ji and Huashan Jun are of course recognized as top masters, but since even such a powerful top master is just a matter of trouble in the other party's hands, one was removed from eight pieces, and the other was in a different position, and his head was flying wherever he was. Then what else could he do to fight!?

Although these guys sent by the Goutiao were called dead spies, they were not blindly sent to death. No one wanted to die worthlessly in the hands of masters who were not at all of the same level, and they did not want to be cracked by the powerful axe like cutting wood. Therefore, after hearing the cold words, the remaining people retreated almost at the same time, and in the blink of an eye, they regained into the darkness, disappearing without a trace.

"Senior...thank you!"

Jiuro, who was gasping for a long time, calmed down his mind for a moment and bowed to thank him. Although he was not sure about the other party's specific identity, since he was such a powerful person, he must have a great reputation. Unexpectedly, the other party just glanced at him lightly, then put away his axe, turned around and left. He muttered in a low voice as he walked.

"What have Lie Zi Yufeng done over the years? Qianji Pavilion seems to be becoming less and less useful in his hands..."

Jiulang and all the Qianji Pavilion spies heard it and felt extremely embarrassed. They had to lower their heads and bow to say goodbye. But everyone knew in their hearts that since the other party could just swear by the Qianji Pavilion owner in this tone, their relationship must be extraordinary. But they were fully qualified to teach them a lesson.

"Jiulangjun, he seems to be the shopkeeper of this Xingyue Tower... but he didn't expect that he was so powerful! He helped us a lot tonight!"

Someone whispered in his ear. Jiulang nodded, but signaled that there was no need to say more. As the person Liezi Yufeng personally trained, he knew more than others. At this moment, he had vaguely guessed that the manager Pang, who looked ordinary, was probably an amazing big man, and his mission here should be to protect the Zhaowu Gate.

Since a large number of powerful enemies have retreated, everyone has temporarily relieved. At that moment, they hurried to report to the city, while working with the soldiers guarding the city gate to rescue the injured. At the same time, of course, they did not dare to relax too much. Before King Zhao and the Dragon Cavalry returned, they still needed to be on guard to prevent the enemy from making a comeback.

The part of Qin's dead spies who entered Longcheng earlier were basically killed after being surrounded and strangled in the middle of the night. These people were unable to wait for subsequent support, and the ending can be imagined.

When the bloody night faded and the sun finally came, Lie Zi Yufeng, who was standing on the top of the tower, shook off the morning dew on his shoulders and let out a long breath. Although he could not go out to kill all directions in person, he could feel the intensity of several battlefields inside and outside Longcheng. A faint smile began to appear on his face, and he casually asked a word from the young man who had been guarding the tower for the whole night.

"Bluebird, in the future, do you want to guard the tower here or go out to spread the world?"

The blue bird, who was always receiving the news for Liezi Yufeng, was slightly stunned. Although he didn't close his eyes all night, he seemed very excited because of the tension in his heart. He couldn't think too much about it, so he quickly replied.

"Of course I'm going out to fight! What's the point of guarding this cold iron tower here?"

After hearing his answer, Liezi Yufeng seemed to feel no surprise at all. In the morning breeze, he shook his head slightly, his sleeves fluttered, and said meaningfully.

"That's not necessarily... In the future, maybe you will change your mind."

The boy stubbornly bulged his mouth. He didn't believe that he would change his mind in the future! The boy's dream was full of passion. He had made up his mind to learn skills with the person in front of him and follow His Highness the Prince to create achievements in the near future!

"Master Liezi, have the enemies outside really been pacified? There will be nothing wrong with Jinxiang Palace, right?"

"The overall situation has been decided, no need to worry too much. Jinxiang Palace does not need Qianji Pavilion to intervene, so there will naturally be someone who can handle the safety there!"

The boy didn't ask any more questions. The news that had just been sent back from Zhaowu Gate had already surprised him. He is trying hard to recall when he returned to Longcheng with Chu Jiangmian, he had had a meal at Xingyue Tower outside Zhaowu Gate. However, the fat shopkeeper Pang, who left his impression in his eyes, was not as good as the image of a peerless master! How could the shopkeeper of the restaurant who bowed and flattered in front of Chu Jiangmian, be so powerful? He thought about it but couldn't get the answer. It was not until now that he knew that the reason why Longcheng was called Longcheng was indeed a place where the kingly spirit was prosperous!

Lie Zi Yufeng's prophecy is not wrong at all. The safety of Jinxiang Palace does not require anyone to worry about. In just two hours before dawn, nearly 30 or 40 masters who wanted to raid outside Jinxiang Palace were killed. These dead spies who were killed in the gates could not even get close to the palace walls, and they died silently. When the sword light passed by like a soul-catching lightning, there was no chance to resist or fight back. The people who were in the sword had no time to see the other party's face clearly, and they all fell to the ground and died. They were all killed with one sword, without struggle, and without pain.

When the glow of sunset dyed the palace glazed tiles red, Lao Ji, who had jumped onto the eaves again, used the remaining wine in the wine jar to rinse the blood on the sword bit by bit. There was no smug expression on his face. For most of his life, the person he killed tonight was not important. But at some point, he felt a little unhappy when he watched the blood-stained wine dripping along the eaves.

"Wei Wuzi, you are a bit too much! Qin and Zhao are fighting, and you can do it on the battlefield if you have the ability. Now you send these cats and dogs to Longcheng to make trouble. Do you really think no one can do anything about you? You have not disturbed people you shouldn't mess with, so you're lucky. Otherwise, I wouldn't mind taking this sword to Feng'an City...!"

Ji Zi, a sword god who was famous all over the country ten years ago, whispered softly on the top of the palace. After drinking blood in his hand, the famous sword "Gan Jiang" in his hand made a gentle sound of wind. In his hand, even in the dragon and tiger den, he had absolute confidence to kill him to turn things around. But now, there is no need for this.

In the palace deep in Jinxiang Palace, Jiang Xin, the once glorious queen, didn't know what happened last night at this moment. Because there was a man, a sword, who protected the palace. This was like this last night, and for ten years, it has been like this!

Jinxiang Palace and Longcheng, with the arrival of dawn, began to resurrect. The traces of the battle last night had been dealt with and concealed as much as possible. A small number of people who stayed in Longcheng, although they were also disturbed last night, were not serious. Several places where the fires had been extinguished. Some officials began to count the losses to facilitate compensation. Everything returned to peace and seemed to be orderly.

Queen Jiang Xin had already started dressing up under the service of her personal maid. Although she was a little restless, she would not easily show any strangeness. But at this moment, whether it was the people in the palace or the people of Longcheng, they had never expected that the messenger from Jiuxingshan would soon enter Longcheng, and what they brought back would be a shocking bad news!

What everyone doesn't know is that what happened in Jiuxing Mountain is more serious than Longcheng. Just as a large number of Qin dead spies outside Zhaowu Gate retreated, another murderous intent on Jiuxing Mountain suddenly broke out in a sad atmosphere.

King Zhao Chulie died, and everyone who heard the news inside and outside the Jiuxingshan Hunting Ground cried. Whether it was the Dragon Cavalry soldiers or the tens of thousands of people from Longcheng, they did not believe that this was true. Such sad news was so hard to accept! Yesterday, their king showed his power and killed the ferocious beasts with his shocking magical archery technique. How could it be that he had died overnight?

However, after a moment, this incident was confirmed. When all the people who flocked outside the palace saw the prince Chu Jiangmian who had already changed into a mourning clothes, they knew in their hearts that their king had indeed left forever.

"The father just passed away. He left his last words and ordered the soldiers of the Dragon Cavalry to immediately protect the people from returning to Longcheng... The rest of the matter will be arranged by the Prime Minister."

To everyone's surprise, Chu Jiangmian, who announced the news in person, had neither tears nor too much sadness on his face. He just calmly said the oral order left by King Zhao, and then turned around and walked into the palace.

"Wait a minute! We're going in and see the king with our own eyes."

Someone shouted behind him. Chu Jiangmian stopped but did not turn around. He raised his arms, making his back look very bleak.

"No need. Do everything according to the command of the Prime Minister... I will take care of the affairs of the father and the queen."

"Your Highness, it is contrary to common sense to act like this. The king is not the king of you alone! He is the king of all Zhao people. Moreover, the eldest son Liang Sheng and I are still here! Do we not even have the qualifications to meet the king for the last time? Humph!"
Chapter completed!