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A cold wind swept into the main hall and hit Long Yue's face.

Long Yue woke up from his distraction and looked at the two folds on the case.

An excerpt of 800 miles was sent from the Western Frontier Front, and the other excerpt was handed over by Mu Lao, who was recuperating from his injuries.

Long Yue's mood was a little irritable, even if the temperature in the hall was already very low, even if the hall was empty, he still couldn't calm down.

The source of everything comes from the two excerpts in front of him, and the content on the excerpts Long Yue can guess a few points, but he is unwilling to understand everything.

The body slowly leaned back.

Long Yue felt a trace of tiredness, which was the result of his never appearing, and with his eyes closed, Long Yue was trying to calm his emotions.

After a long time, his eyes suddenly opened.

Long Yue picked up a book of foldings casually.

This book of excerpts was handed over by Wu Bo.

Long Yue read slowly, word by word.

This excerpt Long Yue read for a long time, and finally closed the fold, and couldn't help but sigh.

After all the calculations, I still haven't counted God.

This time in the matter of seizing the sword, Long Yue can be said to have lost completely.

No one could have imagined that the Iron Blood King, who has always been clean and self-preservation, does not like to meddle in anything in the empire, will choose to intervene strongly, in order to protect Li Qifeng's thoughtfulness, he did not hesitate to send the thirty-six Iron Floating Massacre thousands of miles away, that is the killing machine that Li Qing has painstakingly cultivated, and everyone's existence is to kill, at the beginning, a holy oracle was to put Li Qing under house arrest in the imperial capital for ten years, and the thirty-six Iron Floating Tu, which had followed Li Qing to kill the prestige, also returned to calm and disappeared without a trace, ten years later, Li Qing went to Nanban again, and the Thirty-six Iron Floating Tu followed again。

They exist only to kill.

They have only one master, and that is Li Qing.

Once Long Yue spent a lot of effort to find out the traces of the Thirty-six Iron Floating Slaughter when Li Qing was in the imperial capital, but he didn't expect that it was useless, even though he had the right to sit in the world, but he still couldn't find the slightest trace of the Thirty-six Iron Floating Slaughter.

Someone once said: The 36 Iron Floats were selected by Li Qing from the wounded in many vicious battles, and others could not find out the identities of these 36 people, not only that, but everyone in the 36 Iron Floats wore ghost faces and fangs masks, and everyone did not know each other, which greatly ensured the safety of the 36 Iron Floats.

Li Qing, the follower of the Thirty-six Iron Floating Massacre, has experienced countless life and death battles, and has already formed a great tacit understanding, relying on his brutal strength, he forcibly tore open a hole in the iron-blooded heavy horse, and protected Li Qifeng's thoughtfulness, so that Li Qifeng, who was in a certain death situation, got a little respite.

The strong disruption of the 36 Iron Floating Slaughter has caused all the layouts of Longyue to be hit hard.

Originally, Long Yue had already thought of the best destination for Li Qifeng, that is, he was imprisoned in the prison and could not be released for the rest of his life.

But I didn't expect to be helpless to Li Qifeng at all.

The strong attack protection of the Jueyi Sword and the White Rain made Li Qifeng not suffer the slightest damage.

Wu Bo wanted to intervene, but he was attacked by the three chief envoys of the temple and was seriously injured.

In this game, it seems that the more the dragon is, the more the dragon fails.

Slowly placing the fold on the table, Long Yue slowly digested the contents of the fold.

All this seems to be a failure of Longyue.

In fact, Long Yue's did not fail, at least his other layouts successfully played a role, if you look far enough away, this time it is very successful.

Woe to the east.

And this time it did.

Sitting quietly, the cold light in Long Yue's eyes became more and more fierce.

"Sword Sect, it's time for your era to come to an end. ”

The words were spit out softly, and a smile appeared in Long Yue's expression.

The body turned involuntarily, Long Yue looked behind him, feeling very uncomfortable, the fog uncle who served diligently in the past was not here today, and he always felt that something was missing.

"If the temple dares to come out and make trouble, it is really asking for its own death. ”

Long Yue's smile turned cold.

This time, if it weren't for the sneak attack of the three chief envoys of the temple at the most critical moment, I am afraid that Wu Bo would definitely be able to abolish Li Qifeng, and no matter how bad it is, he can still seize the famous sword.

Suddenly, Long Yue's mind suddenly sank, and Li Qifeng actually had two famous swords in his hands.

This makes Long Yue's heart very dark.

When you are in a high position, you are used to having everything, and you become extremely cherished all of this, Long Yue is no exception, in the position of the Ninety-Five, he does not allow anyone to threaten his position.

Even though the legend of the top ten famous swords is a rumor in the rivers and lakes, he still has to be on guard.

Hah

A column of air suddenly appeared.

Long Yue's finger was born, and the qi pillar suddenly became dense and colorful, exuding a wonderful aura.

"Li Qifeng, Li Qifeng, no matter how wicked you are, but you can't jump out of my fingers after all, this world is mine, what are you?"

Long Yue's face slowly showed a smile, with an endless chill.

This time, a lot of people were written on the death list again.

For example: nameless.

For example: Night Soul.

For example, others who tried to capture the sword but were unsuccessful.

Open the next book.

Long Yue's body suddenly tightened, and now the center of gravity of the entire Taiqian Empire is all pressed on the western border, and large and small wars are all affecting this empire.

The thorniness of the war in the western frontier was beyond Long Yue's expectations.

Looking at the familiar handwriting, Long Yue's eyes showed a trace of inexplicable emotion, but a trace of sadness emerged.

The old minister is not dead, and his strong heart is hard to be lonely.

The old lady heard that Chu wrote the layout of the war in the west with a peaceful attitude, the winter is getting colder, and the war in the west cannot be stalemate.

Wen Renchu arranged all the matters in the western camp in the excerpts, and what he wanted was an attitude of Long Yue, a holy oracle.

"Old lady, you are paving the way for your own son, but it also makes my conscience uneasy. ”

Long Yue let out a sigh and slowly shook his head.

Letting an old hero of the empire sacrifice himself for the layout, such a thing is really too damaging to yin morality.

Place the fold on top of the table.

Long Yue's expression was very calm.

Now, there was a glimmer of anticipation in his heart, and he desperately needed to wait for the next fold.

Maybe the handwriting of the fold will change, and the writer will change.

But

The stalemate in the west will also change.

On the Boluo grassland.

A group of centaurs slowly stopped.

Wen Renchu, who was wearing a thick coat, stepped down from the carriage, his hands behind his back, his hair was all white and a little scattered.

Feeling the harsh winter wind blowing on his face, Wen Renchu showed a hint of a smile, and spit out his words softly.

"When I'm dead, bury my body on the western border. ”