Since the beginning of summer, Minyue has been stormy and rainy, and in recent days, there has been a sea breeze sweeping, and many places have been affected.

Most royal palaces are built on higher ground and are not easily affected by rain. Although the palaces of Wuzhu cannot be compared with the palaces built by the great powers of the Central Plains in terms of magnificence, at least the principles of palace construction are still observed.

Therefore, the palace of Wuzhu is the only place in the entire royal capital that has been affected by heavy rains to a lesser extent.

The torrential rain slanted down and struck the eaves of the temple with a noisy sound. Outside the hall, the wind howled, drowning out the sound of all things.

The fire in the hall was shining, and Wu Zhu stood with a sword, and his heart was as wild as the wind.

Descending Qin or Resisting Qin?

It's a tough choice. As a king, Wuzhu has his own judgment. Qin is certainly powerful, but Wu Zhu doesn't know how much strength the Qin Emperor will invest in this remote place of Minyue?

Since the king number, China is attached. This is undoubtedly a difficult decision for a king who has made a difference. Wu Zhu is ambitious, and he is still very young, and the annexation of the Qin State means that he will waste ten years.

And ten years from now, what will happen to the world? Who knows?

Because there are so many uncertainties, Wu Zhu's heart has been hesitating, and even handed over the matter of organizing people to fight the disaster to his own minister to deal with.

The main hall was still silent, and the flames in the braziers on both sides grew stronger and stronger. In the trance of Wuzhu, who was in deep thought, he felt that the fiery serpent seemed to be getting bigger and bigger, so big that it seemed to be able to devour the entire temple.

"No, it's not a delusion." In front of the throne, the flames in several braziers grew in vain, colluding with each other, twisting and twisting like fiery dragons. Without any exclamation, the dead soldiers hidden in the darkness on both sides had already taken the lead in reacting, and they rushed forward with daggers in their hands, and rushed into the violent flames without hesitation.

"Oops, what a nuisance!"

The flames died away, and the air in this hall suddenly cooled, and on the dark floor, there was a girl in a red dress standing on the blackened ground. Beside her, several dead men fell to the ground, lifeless.

"Who are you? How did you get in? Wu Zhu asked indifferently, for this lovely-looking and seemingly innocent woman, Wu Zhu was wary in his heart.

"I have come at the behest of my master for one thing."

"What?"

"Take your head."

After listening to the girl's words, Wuzhu didn't move at all, and he didn't even pull out the sword at his waist.

"You won't." Wu Zhu said with certainty.

"What would you say that?" The girl's head tilted slightly, looked at the man in front of her with some curiosity, and asked.

"There is no murderous aura in your body."

"Alright! My master did say that I can't kill you first. Rather, I want to ask you for the answer? ”

"What answer?"

Syllable!

A long sword was thrown from behind the girl and in front of Wu Zhu. The blade was sharp, and the tip of the sword plunged easily into the stone floor.

Wu Zhu's face was surprised, and even jumped on the surface. But what surprised him was not the magical illusion of the girl, but the sword itself.

"This is the sword of the first king Goujian, Chunjun!"

Since the destruction of the Yue Kingdom, all the treasure swords hidden by the former Yue King Goujian have been lost. And Wu Zhu also saw the graphics and introduction of this sword in an ancient book of the Yue Kingdom.

Its splendor is like a hibiscus starting out, its rotten is like a trip of stars, its light is muddy like water overflowing in a pond, and its broken ridge is like a trivial stone; It's as radiant as ice.

"My master seems to have said that this sword is Chunjun. Give it to you, do you want it? ”

"What?"

This situation is too absurd, so that Wu Zhu is a little unacceptable for a while.

"Who is your master?" After a long time, Wu Zhu asked. What kind of person is so powerful, not only can he obtain the sword of the first king, but also bring it to his own temple. The power behind this sophisticated plan and the power behind it is unimaginable.

"Your guards have all been brought down by me with a little trickery. With such heavy rain, the guards patrolling your palace didn't find out so quickly. The girl seemed to see through Wuzhu's thoughts, and said so.

This woman is really not simple, she seems innocent, but in fact, the city is very deep. There is no secret way in his heart, but the person in front of him does not dare to despise it.

"What's your master's problem?"

"It's very simple, my master only asks you three words, will it fall or not?"

With a bang, Wuzhu's heart was like a thunderstorm. To drop or not to fall? Countless possibilities flashed through his mind, and finally, he suddenly realized and said, "Your master is Prince Qin!" ”

"You haven't answered my question yet?" The girl's face was dissatisfied, but in her words it was an affirmative answer.

Looking at the girl's coquettish expression, Wu Zhu's heart felt funny for a moment, but after the smile, he felt an inexplicable trance again, and asked, "What about the fall?" What if it doesn't fall? ”

"My master said that if you don't surrender, I can only kill you. My master said that you have not appointed an heir now, and if you die, you will definitely repeat the mistake of the king of Yue, and the Minyue kingdom will also be scattered and divided. When the time comes, the imperial army will advance eastward, and it will no longer be able to calm Minyue. And if you surrender, it's much easier. As long as you are willing to kneel in front of this pure Jun sword, swear to serve my master as the master, and protect this pure jun. Then my master will naturally not embarrass you, on the contrary, he will protect you and the people of your country. ”

After the girl finished speaking, the smile on her face was even worse. For this naked threat, the fear in Wuzhu's heart even exceeded the surging humiliation for a moment. Wuzhu had no doubt that if he didn't say a word, the girl in front of him would turn into a bloodthirsty killer in the next moment, coming to take his life.

There is no excessive rhetoric, Prince Qin can only give him two choices, life or death. What lies beneath the cold choice, Wu Zhu knows too well. People are swordsmen, I am fish and meat, and the strong never need mercy for the weak. Although this girl, or the killer, took advantage of the heavy rain to sneak into the palace that was supposed to be heavily guarded. But with the first time, who knows if there will be a second and a third time. It was easy for Prince Qin to take his life.

Wu Zhu stepped down from the throne step by step and came to the pure sword. His hand caressed the hilt of the sword, feeling the delicate carvings on it rubbing against his hand.

A hundred years have passed, and this sword of the former king, the national treasure of the Yue country, has finally returned to his hands and returned to the hands of the Yue people.

"What's your name?" Wuzhu raised his head and asked suddenly.

"Fire Butterfly." The girl is still that innocent, and it seems that everything has never lingered in her heart.

"Then please tell His Royal Highness the Crown Prince that the King of Yue has no wishes!" Wu Zhu took a breath, said, knelt down, and swore to Chunjun: "Until this body falls, I will serve His Royal Highness the Crown Prince as the Lord, and I will never break my oath!" ”

"Good. My master knew that Minyue had been hit by the disaster, and the supplies for support would be delivered soon. When the maiden had finished speaking, she turned and left the temple.

"Your Royal Highness the Crown Prince!" Wu Zhu nodded in thanks, and his voice echoed in the empty temple. (To be continued.) )