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The black-armored boy came to the bottom of the mountains.

Although it is a lifeless forest except for still life, it is also full of joy after the new rain in the empty mountains at this moment.

The thin rain turned into thin droplets of water in the worn-out soft armor, and the black-armored boy suddenly raised his head and looked into the depths of the forest.

The line of sight passes through thousands of mountains and rivers, through the wind and clouds and drizzle, it is a mysterious and unpredictable place in the deep forest that even Kuaping does not dare to set foot in easily.

His eyebrows furrowed slightly, and a disdainful smile appeared in his cold countenance, and then he walked towards the woods.

In the quiet forest, above the treetops of an ancient tree on his side, its dense foliage was slowly heard.

"You killed Liu Xing?"

The voice was soft, but tearing, as if it was grief, as if it was unbearable.

The black-armored boy slowly turned his head to look at the treetops, the rain on the leaves kept dripping, and it was washed away until only freshness remained, and the people buried under this freshness meant that it was extremely turbid and intense.

"That's right." He was as calm as if he were out of the way.

"You're not curious why I know?"

"Miss Huo Hualan Huo is good at all kinds of secret techniques, if I can't get such news, I really have to be curious." The black-armored young man turned around, his palm tightened, and his vitality suddenly erupted, and a shot stabbed towards the treetops.

The raindrops on the trajectory in the air exploded into mist, and the dense leaves spread to both sides like breaking waves, and a noble woman dressed in purple was among them!

"I want you dead!"

The purple-clothed woman's complexion suddenly turned red with rage, and a soft sword popped out from the belt around her waist, and the spirit snake danced and then suddenly turned into steel, slapping the raindrops into the distance, and the sword stabbed towards the black-armored boy!

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Jinmeng is adjacent to Zhongzhou, Jinmeng is located in the north of Zhongzhou, and the winter is extremely cold.

The northern part of Jinmeng is an ice field with no grass and is extremely cold all year round.

The golden city of Jinmeng is located on the edge of this ice field, and the land is connected in spring and summer, but it is not there, although it is not as cold as the depths of the ice field, but it is a perennial ice and snow constantly, and the whole Xiongcheng is like a city buried by ice and snow.

The goose-feathered snow fluttered in the scorching heat of July.

In a luxurious palace second only to the royal palace, many maids were playing in the snow, pushing snowmen one by one, and the sound of laughter like silver bells immediately turned into a well-behaved silence after a middle-aged man in a mink coat entered.

The snow on the shoulders and velvet hat of the middle-aged man is not shallow, and he seems to have walked some distance, looking calm.

After walking silently through them, and after completely disappearing into the courtyard, all the maids breathed a sigh of relief, but after the previous repression, they could no longer be as hippie as before, but quickly dispersed and did their own work.

Turning a few corridors with ease, a middle-aged man in a mink fur quickly walked to a room.

The moment I opened the door, a warm air flow came from the surface, and in contrast to the outside, the room was as warm as spring, and a pot of hot wine was burning on the stove.

An extremely ugly bald man with no age in a tattered cloth robe, with his upper body exposed, and wrinkled old skin all over his body, was meditating on a snow leopard skin by the fire.

The aroma of the wine overflowed from the spout, and the unique flavor of the fine wine filled every corner of the room, and the naked eye could see that wisps of white water rose from his nostrils, inhaled through his nostrils, and then never exhaled again.

The bald man did not breathe, but only sucked.

The middle-aged man took off his shoulder, patted the snow at the door, then closed the door and sat down across from the bald man.

This ordinary-looking middle-aged man is the owner of this huge palace, and this huge palace has never been owned by any family, but a residence that can only be lived in by the prime minister above 10,000 people under Jin Meng.

Unlike Zhongzhou, Jinmeng has never had a change of dynasty, and the Yelu royal family has always ruled the land of Jinmeng. For more than 1,000 years, it has been renovated countless times, and it has seen thousands of years of wind and snow in Jinmeng, and there have been 209 prime ministers.

He is the 209th, the only commoner-born prime minister in the history of Jinmeng - Tang Xi.

Tang Xi lowered his head slightly at the bald man, although the two of them were equally equal, Tang Xi had special respect for the bald man.

"National teacher, how's it going?"

The bald man slowly opened his eyes, and a pair of dark yellow eyes that were cloudy like a bottomless quagmire looked at the cyan flame on the stove, and this time he opened his eyes, and the plum blossoms in the courtyard outside the house bloomed in July and withered a few flowers, and the meaning of loneliness was like a cold wind. In his hoarse voice, he replied, "As expected." ”

This bald man is the national teacher who sits at the same time as Jinmeng and Cheng, and is also the master of the Yin Demon Sect of Jinmeng's first sect - Xie Jiahao.

Both the Jinmeng people and the Zhongzhou people are afraid of him, because of the style of the Yin Demon Sect and the terrible experiences he has experienced, so the world calls him a demon.

After working together for more than ten years, Tang Xi doesn't seem to be afraid of him.

Tang Xi smiled faintly, wrapped the handle of the wine jug with a towel, and then poured two glasses of hot wine, the smell of wine was curling and extremely smoky.

Tang Xi praised: "The immortal wine of Poplar County is really addictive. ”

Xie Jiahao glanced at him, and an old face with incomparable vicissitudes of life was facing the outside of the house, and said, "In the past six months, the prime minister seems to be slightly different from before. ”

Tang Xi smiled, put the wine jug back on the stove, and said curiously: "Where did the national teacher say this?" ”

"Although the prime minister's eyebrows and eyes are still the same, there is one word hidden - mourning."

Tang Xi's face quietly froze, like an ice sculpture that suddenly condensed, and his face was frosty.

Xie Jiahao shook his head and said: "Jin Meng is now only supported by you and me, the old man will not ask the reason for the national teacher, but only hopes that the national teacher will get out of the pain as soon as possible." ”

Tang Xi's sad emotions were quickly restrained in his heart, and he smiled bitterly and said: "The national teacher is worthy of being a national teacher, and you can easily capture some of my emotions." ”

Xie Jiahao's face became solemn, and he said, "When I saw Your Majesty today, did he say anything?" ”

The hot wine blew and blew in front of his mouth, and only then did he take a sip, and the strong smell and heat wave rolled in his stomach, his face turned ruddy by two points, and said, "Your Majesty talked about the matter of "Yuqi Menopause". ”

Xie Jiahao appeared with a smile, this smile appeared on his face that was enough to scare the ignorant child who cried, it looked particularly weird, and said, "Emperor Shenwu sent a messenger to the court again to talk about the matter of "Yuqi Menopause"? ”

Tang Xi nodded and said: "Zhongzhou has a plan to capture Jinmeng, it has been some years, and when it comes to the most violent and powerful Shenwu, this idea is becoming clearer and clearer, Your Majesty is young, Emperor Shenwu promised not to commit Jinmeng if he promised to hand over the "Yuqi Menopause", after all, he still believes a little, and he is in a dilemma. ”

Xie Jiahao glanced at the golden bottle, stretched out his hand like a bamboo pole to take it, and took a sip, and said: "What kind of person is Shenwu Emperor Li Linsheng, we have seen it fairly clearly over the years, if we give him "Yuqi Menopause", I am afraid that Jinmeng will be captured faster." ”

Tang Xi sneered and drank silently.

After being silent for a few breaths, Tang Xi said: "In the future, it's better for these envoys to die on the road, and don't let Your Majesty hear about this Shenwu's attack." ”

Xie Jiahao nodded and said, "It coincides with the prime minister." ”

Tang Xi walked to the window, opened the window slightly, and the whistling sound of the wind and snow filled with irritation, and there was a white mangs in front of him.

Tang Xi turned his head and said: "Actually, from the beginning when the national teacher decided to do this, I don't understand, why did the national teacher choose the Nine Swords Gate, and not the other, there is also the son of Pu Ting, the commander of the Zhennan Army, in the Tongtian faction, and the Tianya Sword also belongs to the Wu Dynasty, so it is undoubtedly better to deter the Wu Dynasty there?" ”

Xie Jiahao coughed twice, and a few mouthfuls of gray gas came out of his mouth, Xie Jiahao held it in his palm unhurriedly, and when the palm opened again, the gray gas had turned into a gray stone, and he threw it in the furnace, and the flames became a little more enchanting.

"The prime minister does things reasonably, and the prime minister does things well, this is where the prime minister excels."

Xie Jiahao's gaze condensed on the flames, "The old man is unreasonable in doing things many times, even I don't know why I do this, as if there is providence in the dark, because the old man does things and relies on fate." ”

In the midst of the flames, a golden word slowly appeared on the gray stone—Yin.

ps: To be honest, I can't stand it myself, the plot of this martial arts test has been written for so long, and it has exceeded my expectations, and now I really can't wait to end this paragraph, write the back, ahhhh

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