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Yin Xin stood in front of the window, looking out of the window faintly, his eyes seemed to have crossed various obstacles and was focused on a certain place. Halfway through, he let out a light sigh, slowly retracted his gaze, and said with a complicated expression: "Shift the array, the location is ...... Qishan, finally can't hold back and want to do it, Zhou Chang? ”

"Zhou, Chang."

Chonghou Hu walked out of the shadows behind Yin Xin, gritting his teeth and repeating the familiar name, his eyes burning with resentment, and he wanted to tear this life apart.

Then, he took a step forward, walked to Yin Xin, and said in a low voice: "Your Majesty, this matter is as you expected, it was Zhou Chang'er who did it in order to disturb the situation in the world, but it's a pity that my poor son became his victim in vain." ”

Chonghou Hu's voice became louder and louder, and it was gradually filled with irrepressible anger and monstrous resentment. He suddenly raised his head and said in a gloomy and cold voice: "Now that the matter is over, please ask Your Majesty to uphold justice for the ministers, Rong Chen will lead the troops into Xiqi, refine the fox demon to death, and then slaughter Zhou Changmanmen to sacrifice my soul!" ”

Yin Xin frowned slightly, if he had heard such murderous words in the past, he would have to mention a few words about Chonghou Hu, but now that he has lost his son in middle age, he has broken the only seedling, so he can't blame him no matter what, he just shook his head slightly and persuaded: "I understand your feelings, but it's not time yet." ”

He doesn't call me either, he just says "I", and his attitude is very close.

"Your Majesty!"

Chonghou Hu is not waiting for this sentence, now he is full of hatred, and only blood can wash it away. At that moment, he took another step forward, almost standing in front of Yin Xin, and asked again.

"Ah Hu." Seeing this, Yin Xin frowned and shouted with a little reproach.

After hearing such a strange and familiar call again after many years, Chonghou Hu couldn't help but pause and stopped. But he still couldn't stop there, just raised his head and stared at Yin Xin with an eager gaze.

If you just look at it from the perspective of the duties of a monarch and a minister, Chonghou Hu doesn't know how many times he has committed this action, but at this time, Yin Xin didn't care about this at all, and just asked: "You and I met when we were young, and you have followed me for a few years, have you ever treated you badly?" ”

Chonghou Hu shook his head immediately: "No." ”

"Your only son has always been favored by you, and although I have not seen him a few times, I still regard him as a nephew. He caused a lot of trouble, and he came to the court to sing and was very public, have I ever held him accountable? ”

"Not either."

"The Northern Bohou lineage, for thousands of years, has been maintaining the peaceful and prosperous era created by my ancestors with my Yin family, and the love and righteousness are all in it, and I have never forgotten it, your son's blood feud will naturally be avenged, but now is really not the time."

Yin Xin persuaded, and his voice was a little tougher: "The Xiqi Zhou clan has long had the intention of not being subordinate, but its ancestors have made great contributions to the founding of the country, and they must not be moved lightly, otherwise it is very easy to touch the nerves of other princes." And with just one shifting array and a fox demon to start the battle, it is morally impossible to stand firm. ”

"Then ......" Chonghou Hu showed hesitation, he understood the reason, but when will his son's blood feud be avenged?

"Don't worry, I have a plan in mind for this matter." Yin Xin's expression was solemn, and with the inadvertent change of title, an inexplicable kingly domineering spirit emerged in his body.

"The coming year is the millennium celebration of my Chaoge University, and I will summon 800 princes to come to the Chaoge together, and I want to celebrate together."

Chonghou Hu's eyebrows moved, a little essence burst out of his eyes, and his breathing couldn't help but be a little heavier. I silently read in my heart: "Hurry, hurry, my poor son, my father will avenge you." ”

"By the way, there is one more thing, this matter has nothing to do with the little guy in Xuanshan Sect, with Yu Zhongzi's temper, he must not give up, at that time, in order not to startle the snake, you deliberately made some conditions, if you have to cash in at that time, I am afraid that you will need to be wronged."

Hearing this, Chonghou Hu's face froze, and his mind, which was carried away by anger, slightly recalled some details, and then his expression became more and more ugly.

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Chuanliu Province, Changyuan Sword Sect, Wanren Cliff.

The cliff is high and steep, and the bottom is deep and dark, and you can't see the ground at a glance, but there is a faint sound of water, and the rushing stream is rapid.

A low wooden house hung on the edge of a cliff, its doors tattered, its pillars and beams withered, and it looked precarious, as if it would collapse at any moment. The wooden house is simply furnished, with a pair of words hanging on the wall facing the door, with the book "stop the water", the font is elegant and melodious, and it is as smart as a trickle of clear water. Beneath the wall was a large table with a quaint scabbard without a sword in it.

Behind the table was a gray futon, on which sat an old woman with her eyes closed, not knowing whether she was meditating or recuperating. The old woman has goosebumps, and her face is not angry and arrogant. Although he is old, he can still see from the weather-mottled outline of his face that he was also a beauty when he was young.

On the right hand side of the old woman, several young men and women dressed in white were sitting in a row, each with a long sword swinging horizontally on his knees, all with their eyes closed. The leader is a woman, who looks like she is at a young age, with a cold face, a slender posture, and a cold and elegant appearance. Her lips are thin, slightly pursed, and her contours are thin and ruddy, inadvertently provocative.

There was silence in the room, only the wind howling and the waves surging.

Suddenly, the old woman opened her eyes, and there was no cold light in her cloudy eyes that made people dare not look at it directly. She opened her mouth to speak, and her voice was as crisp and beautiful as that of a twenty-eight girl: "The disciple who went to Chaoge said that there was a young man from the Northern Sect who used the 'Chaosheng Sword' of my Changyuan Sword Sect. ”

Hearing this, the young men and women sitting in a row opened their eyes, and the cold light in their eyes was cold.

The old woman's clear eyes swept between several people, and finally landed on the woman in the lead, and shouted crisply: "Lan'er." ”

The woman at the head held the sword, stood up gently, stepped forward in small steps, held the sword and bowed her head silently.

"The law of the sect must not fall into the hands of outsiders, you go to the court, find out the situation, and get this matter done. If necessary, you can play the killer. The old woman said, and with a gesture of her hand, the quaint scabbard on the table flew into the air and floated quietly in front of the woman.

"This "Lan Yue" is also handed over to you, and this time it will be counted as a test for you, go ahead."

The woman nodded, put the sword in her arms behind her back, held the scabbard with both hands, and saluted respectfully, her expression was still cold, and she was not shocked.

The rest of the disciples stared at the scabbard one after another, their eyes more or less flashing with enthusiasm.

This "Lanyue Sword" is not only a powerful spiritual treasure, but also a symbol of this Ten Thousand Cliffs, the third senior sister is lucky this time, the ancestor is going to train her to be a successor! (To be continued.) )