Chapter 117: My heart is tangled

Just sent Zhang Liang away, Ziyan leaned lazily on the soft couch, picked a book with one hand and flipped through it with the other, her slender and beautiful calves stretched, although she had her natural charm and charm, but it was actually a very impolite and unladylike sitting posture. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info no way, Qin Shi has no seats, all are couches, that kind of sitting kneeling and sitting for a long time is really numb, she has to hold a shelf in front of people, and after sending the guests, she has to let her rest her feet, right?

But she was destined not to be idle, and as soon as she rested for a while, something came to her.

"Miss, I'll report it urgently." Yuyan knocked on the door and sent in an unopened bamboo tube.

"Bring the Sealing Knife." Ziyan looked at the purple lines on it, put down the scroll in his hand, took the bamboo tube, and a trace of purple light flowed around his fingertips, and the purple light flowed into the lines of the bamboo tube along the light purple translucent annular unsealing knife that he received, and untied the bamboo tube along the lines. The white silk silk in the bamboo tube fell, but the purple smoke didn't look at it, and threw it on the table casually, but turned over the untied bamboo tube to look inside, and the backlight shone, and there were several characters hidden in the lines inside the bamboo tube.

This is the purple-level intelligence of Anning Valley, it is already the most advanced intelligence, only Ziyan can personally unlock and check it, it is not Ziyan's spiritual power that follows the special unsealing knife, and any external force forcibly opening it will automatically destroy the bamboo tube. The silk silk built into the bamboo tube is only to hide people's eyes and ears, the news is not false, but it is not the most important one, the really important one, with the Yin carving technique to engrave the inside of the bamboo tube with a special secret language, so the triple guarantee is the secret means of Anning Valley.

The secret letter is very short, only one sentence: The Xiang family's 8,000 children crossed Jiangdong yesterday to compete for the world.

Thousands of miles from Huiji to Xianyang can be reached in one day, which is not extraordinary.

Yesterday? Ziyan calculated slightly, and then frowned, generally speaking, it is not a good day to send troops, and it is not bad. But the metaphysics of this feng shui numerology is really broad and profound, different from person to person, yesterday is not a good day to send troops, but there is no more suitable for these two days, the things of the war are changing rapidly, and seizing a good time to fight is more important than the luck in the dark.

But...... It was yesterday when they went out of Jiangdong to go out of the meeting, but they rushed on the day they raised their troops, and then counting the feng shui luck of the Xiang family and Xiang Yu's birthday, Ziyan's white face became more and more pale, and he couldn't help but smile bitterly, and the conversation in the dark secret room in the torrential rain of midsummer came to mind.

… I'm cutting into the dividing line of memories...

"Miss Yu, but is there any zodiac day of the evil and auspicious conflict, or is there any time that has not come?"

"No, no, Mr. Xiang, you misunderstood. Since ancient times, although this feng shui numerology can take a small advantage, it has never been the root cause, and the luck accumulated along the way can be easily smoothed out even if it is a rare evil day in 10,000 years. ”

… I am this reminiscence, from the beginning of the first volume to the end of the Qin Dynasty, chapter 18 predicts the dividing line between the four families...

Originally, it was just a joke, but I didn't expect it to really bump into, this day is nothing to others, but for the Xiang family, it is really a rare day of life and evil in 10,000 years, and there is no return! Ziyan was frivolous and ignorant that day, it was too easy to say, the luck accumulated in the battle could indeed turn over the ten thousand years of evil, but how could the power of this luck be easy to obtain? How majestic is Xiang Yu, the overlord of Western Chu above the green history? How domineering is Wu Xinjun Xiang Liang? In the end, isn't it a Wujiang who killed himself and died without a corpse, a man who died on the battlefield with no bones? The power of this curse is evident from this. His road to hegemony is probably ten or a hundred times more difficult than ordinary people.

"Are you still going to go down that path after all?" Ziyan looked at the misty snow outside the window, with a complicated expression.

She didn't know what kind of mood she had for Xiang Yu, he did something like that to her, she should hate him, but every time she thought of that person, in the despair of the boundless night, there was also his bright face and hearty laughter like the sun, she knew that it was not hate, but she also knew that it was not love, what kind of emotions she had for him, even she didn't know. Could it be true that women always have different feelings for their first man? But although she is traditional, such a stupid thing as suicide was only a moment of anger at the time and couldn't think about it, how could she do it again now that she is sober-minded? Now that he has let go, he should no longer let his mind be touched.

Just like now, he hit the day of 10,000 years of life when he left the school, and he was destined to have a tortuous battle, she should be glad that the more unfavorable he was, the more room she had to breathe. But since she is worried that his martial arts will not be prosperous, will something happen? He is such a proud and bright person, so willing to bend rather than bend, those power struggle conspiracies and filth, sneaky and dirty should be far away from him, how can he suffer that grievance?

If this 10,000-year-old evil is not resolved peacefully with Kyushu's will, it will be resisted by boundless blood, but history has given a very clear answer, he attacked the city and plundered the wall, invincible, but also brutal and murderous, so that the world was sideways, so that the blood was worth a while, once it was counterattacked, it was the end. If you are so murderous and tyrannical, you will lose the hearts of the people, and how can you talk about the world if you don't have the support of the people? Isn't he certain to die? Moreover, how could she bear to exchange so many innocent lives and so many families that could have been safe and happy for his temporary well-being? Ziyan has never been a ruthless Empress Lu Wucao, she is soft-hearted, she can't see the blood flowing and drifting, and all living beings wail, if she really exchanges the world's bloody killing qi for his martial arts and prosperity, then what is the purpose of the establishment of Anning Valley and Taoyuan?

How many people have come to her these days to solve their problems, she has never disappointed, but now, it is just a piece of news, a future that I don't know what will be, but she is confused. Ziyan smiled bitterly, it's really none of your business, it's a mess if you care about yourself.

"Tell them to keep an eye on it again, now that the meeting is empty, it should be easier to spread some news, but everything is based on their own safety, be careful, don't be discovered." Ziyan rubbed her eyebrows.

At this point, if you want to do something, I'm afraid you have to find a good time. The Snow Blossom Club is a good time. Ziyan's eyes froze, and he gradually had an idea.

This is what she taught Yunyan and Yanyan, no matter what the situation, the most important thing is to keep yourself calm, panic can only make things worse, only calm down, whether it is to win the greatest benefit or survive in a desperate situation is possible.

It's just that people's minds are the most difficult and strange things in the world, so how can we say that we can be calm when we are calm? Although the brain has been running non-stop, listing plans and arranging step-by-step instructions, the daughter's heart in the left chest cavity is still turning thousands of times, and it can't extricate itself with the snow.

The river is long, and my heart is entangled; The snow is faint, and my heart is tugging.