“Silence!”
“Silence!!”
“Silence!!!”
Du Yihu stands tall and imposing outside Zhuang Wang Palace, the shadow of the evil tiger’s fiend covering this royal capital.

I want ten thousand households all silent, I want civil and military officials all keep their mouths shut, I want no sound inside Xin’an City!
Because when Fenglin City was destroyed, you were all also silent!
Then silently listen to it!
Today, Fenglin’s old people, with blood, raise their voices!

As Zhuang Country’s first-class strong army, Jiujiang Xuanjia has been deployed east and west for years. They have patrolled all four borders of Zhuang Country. While subduing surrounding forces, they have also firmly imprinted the image of strength and bravery in people’s hearts.

Once the black tiger war flag representing Jiujiang Xuanjia is raised, it is unimpeded within the border.
Not to mention inside Zhuang Country’s borders, even going to Cheng Country, going to Mo Country, they come and go freely!
Even if there are those wanting to block the road, they have to see if they can block it or not.

This trip, Yang Yin leads troops to Xin’an. Three thousand regular soldiers and two thousand reserve soldiers, all on horseback, almost drive straight in. Morning out, evening arrive, coming faster than previously planned by a few points!
For a time, iron cavalry crosses the streets, knives and spears fill Xin’an!

The current Zhuang Country’s first heavenly pride, Xin’an Eight Jun’s first, Lin Zhengren, hurriedly leaves his seat using a blood escape technique, rushing back to Zhuang Country’s capital from Long River Dragon Palace. What he sees is such a scene.

He sees Jiujiang Xuanjia’s black tiger flag flying high on Xin’an city wall.
He sees Du Yihu’s direct lineage already taking over city defense, the capital city guard army standing with hands tied, thousands of households all closing their doors.
He sees that the one originally used to restrain Du Yihu, Shan Junwei, is in Jiujiang Xuanjia’s ranks, energetically waving flags and shouting?!

Xin’an City is no longer as before; Zhuang Country’s capital has already changed hands.
Today indeed has changes!

Like those confused people, Lin Zhengren is also thinking about his own way out.
And then, at a certain moment, the city quieted.
The mountain-call, sea-roar flood of the strong army’s voice is actually all suppressed.

He sees Great Zhuang’s fixed sea god needle, the country minister with streaks of white hair, Du Rujui, in people’s suddenly rising cheers, stepping back into Xin’an City step by step!
This person wears the Great Zhuang country minister’s robe, suspended in mid-air above Zhuang Wang Palace, intentionally stirring up magnificent momentum, giving confidence to all sides, overlooking Du Yihu, pointing with a halberd and rebuking, his voice indignant and resentful: “High official with thick salary, raising a hungry dog is not enough. Du Yihu, you too have disappointed me!”

Du Yihu is tongue-tied, and does not speak. He only clenches his fist high, instantly forming an array to condense fiend, countering it!

Why did Du Rujui come so late?
This is the first idea born in Lin Zhengren’s heart.
Smart people always think things very complex.
In his heart, many problems follow closely.
How did Xin’an City’s city defense dissolve so fast?
Where is Jixing Si Grand Director?
Where is Guodao Yuan Director?
Where is Great General Huangfu Duanming?
How could Du Yihu easily rebel?

As for why the White Feather Army, like Jiujiang Xuanjia, could not withstand a single blow, without raising any useful resistance just handed over Xin’an City’s city defense, he is not surprised.
This is all Zhuang Gaoenv’s self-brewed bitter fruit!
After the White Feather Army’s main general, Hebatu Dao, died in battle, there has never been a qualified successor.
The general currently temporarily commanding the White Feather Army is completely a mediocre person, only because he listens well. Normally putting on airs, as ceremonial guards is still okay, but fundamentally no expectation for him to show any ability in this sudden crisis.
This strong army, Zhuang Gaoenv originally intended to let Zhu Weiwu control, but Zhu Weiwu abandoned the country and left, fundamentally not caring.
He, Lin Zhengren, actually strived several times, wanting to serve the country. Unfortunately, Zhuang Country’s emperor, Your Majesty, is narrow-minded, suspicious a lot, completely not trusting him, this loyal and devoted good minister, which hurt his heart!
Later, he felt that among Xin’an Eight Jun, ranked seventh, Qiao Jingzong, was very likely to take over the White Feather Army. Whether in military strategy or personal cultivation talent, Qiao Jingzong counted as a character. Perhaps Qiao Jingzong himself also thought so, before going to the demon realm, he still held a big banquet, inviting people to drink!
Zhuang Gaoenv also indeed invested many resources in him, still spending great effort, sending him to the demon realm battlefield to cultivate.
Later… Qiao Jingzong died, Jiang Wang had an accident in the demon realm, Three Criminal Palaces’ Wu Bing had already arrived.
These three things are linked together, plus an understanding of Zhuang Gaoenv, Lin Zhengren also basically guessed what was going on, from then on absolutely not mentioning the White Feather Army.

Talents are not like crops in the field, how can you say they will grow out and they will grow out? Even if they are crops in the field, that also needs good weather, and also needs careful care and diligent fertilizing!
Like Zhuang Gaoenv’s style of root-breaking harvesting, it would be a ghost if new shoots could grow out.
Such a big Zhuang Country, the White Feather Army, this kind of extremely good strong army, always no good talent to command the army. Actually, whose fault is it?
Zhuang Gaoenv could normally personally command this army, but today he is not in the country, so no wonder the leaderless White Feather Army is as chaotic as chickens and dogs!

Thinking about the entire Zhuang Country situation in his heart, the four thousand li mountains and rivers all roll in Lin Zhengren’s mind. Slander in his belly returns as slander in his belly, but it does not affect him being a loyal minister.
In today’s chaotic situation, he must see the situation clearly, grasp the opportunity, make the correct choice, and not get mixed into the losing side to be slaughtered!

At this time, he discovers that Du Rujui, descending above Zhuang Wang Palace, has a deliberately concealed wound on his chest; the blood is still not dry.
It is said how dignified Great Zhuang’s wise minister is, mastering the inch sky’s end divine ability, normally like timely rain patrolling all borders, descending wherever there is drought.
Today, however, he did not suppress the rebellion in time.
Originally, he was entangled by someone!
Now, then, he has obviously already shaken off the enemy, returning to the capital alone to suppress the situation.
With Du Rujui’s wisdom, strength, and prestige, suppressing one Du Yihu is still a very easy thing.

What exactly does Jiang Wang want to do? What can he do?
Killing Zhuang Gaoenv is absolutely impossible.
Trying to kill the instant thousand li Du Rujui within Zhuang Country’s borders is also very difficult to succeed. After that, how can he shake off Yujing Shan’s punishment?
Jiang Wang is still impulsive ah… truly too pity!
Still, his natural talent is too high, life too smooth, not knowing what forbearance is. If he forbore for a hundred or eighty years, waiting until he derived dao and achieved success, then turning back to deal with Zhuang Gaoenv, how easy would that be?
But, on the other hand, if he truly waited until then, he would not have the opportunity to perform, Lin Zhengren.

At this moment, outside there is the True Person Zhuang Gaoenv, above there is Yujing Shan, Du Rujui is coming step by step, angry and crossing the sky; the situation is already very clear. The matter happened suddenly, Jiang Wang, Du Yihu and they indeed created a bit of trouble, but just trouble!
Zhuang Country will not perish!
And if he forcefully pulls back the mad tide today, loyally saving the country, Yujing Shan will absolutely not be expressionless—of course, he does not expect Zhuang Gaoenv and Du Rujui to have their consciences discover, they each know what kind of people the other is—he will just rightly take advantage of the situation to jump into Yujing Shan, from then on wholeheartedly seek dao, firmly support Yujing Dao Master, and completely cut ties with this quagmire-like country!

After a simple judgment in his heart, Lin Zhengren actively breaks the hidden state, leaps to the high sky, bravely treads the empty air, hand pressed on his long sword about to draw, qi sinking into his dantian already rebuked: “I am Great Zhuang’s Lin Zhengren! Du—”
This “Du” word had just started to sound, when he saw a ferocious tailless swallow break through the air and pounce, continuously tearing and pecking, forcing the one with top-level space divine ability, Du Rujui, to step back and shift his body, flurriedly avoiding!
This is a swallow?!!!

Immediately after, he again saw snow descending from the sky, frost condensing on all sides, a person wearing a mask with the characters “Chu Jiang” on it, arriving on foot treading frost and snow, pushing horizontally with one palm, condensing space. The killing momentum was fierce, the frost wind howled, Du Rujui had to fold his body and turn again!

Again, there was a person wearing a “Song Di” mask, with violent momentum, blocking horizontally in front of Du Rujui! This person was tall and big, a pair of big hands with thick joints, spread out like a palm-leaf fan, clearly holding a human head in his hand—the head of Zhuang Country’s great general Huangfu Duanming! His eyes were wide with anger, blood still dripping, clearly just died not long ago!

He saw Du Rujui urgently turning towards the high sky, where a blood coffin directly pressed down. Suddenly, a surging blood sea was born, making this square of heaven and earth all become cruel. The voice inside the blood coffin was, however, scolding the strong one holding the head: “Damn Song Di Wang, do you want to die? Who let you behead and destroy the corpse? My collection, will you compensate?!”
Song Di Wang was greatly angry: “You fellow are so unreasonable. Old man killed a person, how did it become your collection?”
“All shut up,” Chu Jiang Wang said coldly. “The person is still not finished killing, don’t force Qin Guang Wang to curse you!”

Lin Zhengren thought he possibly knew where Jixing Si Grand Director and Guodao Yuan Director were, either they fundamentally dared not show their faces in front of these fiends, or they simply had no “collection” qualifications…
But precisely at this time, he had already jumped out, righteously walking in the air!
He held his sword, and had that one instant of awkwardness.
He puffed out his chest slightly, and his straightened spine slightly bent.
I am Great Zhuang’s Lin Zhengren!
No, I am Zhuang Country’s little Lin…

He felt a cold gaze not belonging to anyone… already vaguely falling on him. As if weighing how fat and thin he was, how many jin of flesh he actually had.
“Du Rujui, you truly deserve to die ah! In front of the righteous army, you are still stubbornly resisting!” He shouted loudly, continuing his brave fearlessness: “Yihu brother! I come to help you!”
Yes, Xin’an Eight Jun’s first, Lin Zhengren, today rectifies chaos, high-profile support for Eight Jun’s second, Du Yihu!
Where there is great justice, there is Lin Zhengren!

Du Yihu actually doesn’t know much.
Even that Zhuang Gaoenv arranged to restrain him, Shan Junwei, was won over by Zhongxuan Sheng early on, he also didn’t know. Before, there was a time when a conflict arose, he was in great anger and almost killed this fellow; later, he was still sternly admonished by Huangfu Duanming.
When Zhongxuan Sheng arranged for someone to send a letter over, he only took it as a test from Zhuang Gaoenv, preparing to beat him to death with one club.
But Jiang Wang’s words attached with dao intent could not be faked.
The letter only had six words—”It is time, second brother.”

He fundamentally did not know what time it was now, did not know what preparations Jiang Wang had made. Did not know how it was possible to overturn the Zhuang Court, to kill a True Person.
Although he had always been waiting, he stupidly could not find any possibility of revenge.
He only knew, it was Jiang Wang telling him, it is time!
He then decided to raise the flag.
So many years, they never contacted, but never doubted each other!

At this moment, he personally organized the army array, rolling up soldier fiend. His body is stained with blood, wearing dark armor, the fiend wandering inside and out. With a full face of bushy beard, he looks much older than people of the same age.
At this time, looking up at Lin Zhengren, he also has a while of not being able to turn the corner.
Why are you here to help me?
Could it be that there is some friendship between us that I myself do not know?

Lin Zhengren walked with big strides towards Du Yihu, spreading both hands to indicate he was absolutely harmless, urgently yet clearly explaining: “I know that in the past we had some misunderstandings. Your suspicion towards me, I completely understand!
“But today, I also hope you understand me!
“Everything done in the past, I did only to preserve myself in front of the foolish ruler and treacherous ministers. To retain a useful body, I had to act against my conscience! This kind of mood, I believe you can empathize!
“Yihu brother! Do you still remember the old matters of Fenglin?
“Several tens of thousands of people ah! Just so easily abandoned! Only for that one white bone true pill!
“These years, I dare not forget. Often, in midnight dreams, tears flow!
“Wangjiang City and Fenglin City are connected by water, often having marriage relations. We can be considered half fellow townsmen, even more, neighbors! Fenglin City suddenly suffered disaster, how could I not hate? After knowing the truth, I hated to madness! I hate to swallow that foolish ruler’s heart and liver alive! This share of hate, I have already buried for how many years! Yihu brother, I dare not tell people!”

Speaking to an emotional point, he almost shed tears.
Helplessly, Du Yihu is not very sentimental. Listening to him ramble for half a day with no point, he lifted his club and was about to hit him. Duan Li once taught him that the human heart is hard to measure, and it is not uncommon to be uncertain. If he encounters a matter he is undecided on, he might as well beat them half to death first.

Lin Zhengren again hurriedly said: “Don’t believe me, go ask Jiang Wang! I with him early hooked—early had a tacit understanding!
“I abandoned darkness for light at the Yellow River Assembly! I deliberately admitted defeat on the stage, just to make the foolish ruler lose face, and give Jiang brother some bad qi out!
“Last time, the foolish ruler Zhuang Gaoenv sent me as an envoy to various countries, actually wanting me to set up a plot to harm Jiang brother, how could I willingly agree?! At that time, I actively told Jiang brother, and he also recognized my sincerity! We talked under the candlelight in Sheng Country all night, deciding to sweep away the demon atmosphere together, brightly illuminating the human world! So today I come! I gave up the Dragon Palace banquet, also wanting to come back and support you all. I am not for you all, I am for the several tens of thousands of wronged souls in the Fenglin City domain who cannot close their eyes!!!”

The entire Xin’an City, hearing this speech, was all moved!
The world-shaking Fenglin City event of previous years actually had this kind of hidden details?
Lin Zhengren’s words, are they believable?
But if it’s not fact, why did Jiang Wang abandon the country and leave, why does Zhu Weiwu regard Zhuang Jun as an enemy, why does Du Yihu raise the flag today?
Could it be that these heavenly pride figures are all wolf-hearted and dog-lunged?!
Jiang Wang is not even to be mentioned, but Zhu Weiwu is Zhuang Country’s pride, properly named the first heavenly pride. Du Yihu is even more a hundred-battles brave general, risking life and death for the country.
And this Lin Zhengren, representing Zhuang Country fighting in the Yellow River Assembly, representing Zhuang Country holding the Jiejie envoy, representing Zhuang Country participating in the Dragon Palace banquet, is the unquestionable model of Zhuang Country’s young generation. He is so upright and benevolent, could he invert black and white?

“Lin Zhengren, you invert black and white, using demon words to confuse the crowd, how can you get a good death?!”
Du Rujui howled angrily continuously.
He was chased and killed by several Yamas from Hell No Door to heaven and earth, scurrying everywhere, but was actually reluctant to leave Xin’an. Because he is very clear, in this situation, once he leaves, Xin’an will immediately change masters, and the country…