"There are no absolutes in the world, Miss Qianzi should think about it!"

The national teacher walked out of the stone house, and the heavy stone door slammed shut tightly, and the dim candlelight was extinguished. What was left for Mo Qianzi was endless darkness and coldness!

The fighting outside had stopped, and the dilapidated and deserted house had returned to its usual silence.

Not far from the stone house, Long Xuanyuan's cold and tall figure stood there for a long time, his eyes staring at the cold stone house, motionless, as if petrified.

The national teacher glanced at the lonely and tired back, walked over slowly, and stood beside him. He knew that he couldn't let go of the people in the stone house at all!

"Lord Wang, the kind of forbidden technique that the minister mentioned to you before can control people's hearts. If the prince ......"

"Did you catch them?"

Long Xuanyuan interrupted him coldly, he didn't want to hear the National Master mention the forbidden technique again. Because, that's not what he wants!

"Go back to the prince, catch two, but unfortunately commit suicide. There are two more ......," the national teacher hesitated for a moment, and continued, "I was already seriously injured, but they came to help. One of them should be Ji Xiaoyao, the son of the Ji family! ”

"Ji Xiaoyao, he's really alive!" Long Xuanyuan shook his hands fiercely, "This king will definitely catch him!" ”

"Now that Anqi belongs to Yunlong, the prince can directly order him to be hunted down, and he must not be allowed to survive in this world. The minister can conclude that he is one of the three people with spiritual power, and he will be the prince's greatest enemy! If you don't kill him now, when the spiritual power in his body is fully activated, it will be really difficult to deal with! ”

Long Xuanyuan glanced sideways at the national teacher beside him, and said in a disdainful tone: "This king believes that what the national teacher said is true, but didn't the national teacher say that this king is also a person with spiritual power?" In other words, the contest between this king and him is equal! ”

"But your spiritual power has not been fully stimulated......

"Is there a way for that Zirong?" turned around and looked squarely at the national teacher in the dark night.

"This ......" the national teacher hesitated and said softly, "It all depends on chance, and if the opportunity has not arrived, it may never be fully stimulated!" ”

"Serendiity? What is Serendibility? Long Xuanyuan sneered, "This king only knows that no matter when, this king will definitely be able to defeat him Ji Xiaoyao." Isn't there only Ji Xiaoyao in her heart? This king let her see clearly how incompetent and unbearable the man she loves with all her heart is! ”

"But the prince ......"

"You don't have to persuade this king, this king just thinks it's a fun game! No one can control this king anymore, not even her! ”

The national teacher didn't say anything anymore, and raised his eyes to look at the stone house not far away again.

At this moment, the sky was already dark, and the gray stone house was covered with a thick layer of frost.

If he really won't be swayed, how can he stand here for a night? His reluctance to use the forbidden technique on Mo Qianzi can only show that he still has expectations for her!

"Lord Wang, General Li Xun asks to see you!" A guard stepped forward to report.

"Let him wait in the front yard, and the king will go over at once."

Raising his steps, Long Xuanyuan wanted to go to the front yard. lowered his head, but once again looked at the Qingluan Sword that he had been holding in his hand. This time, it didn't disappear from his hands!

"Without feeling any danger and the call of the master, the sword spirit will not appear easily!" The national teacher saw his surprise and explained casually.

In other words, as long as Mo Qianzi summoned, the Qingluan Sword could return to Mo Qianzi's side at any time.

Long Xuanyuan slightly hooked his lips: "If, this king wants to ......"

"Yes!" As soon as Long Xuanyuan spoke, the national teacher replied affirmatively.

He knew that Long Xuanyuan wanted to seal the Qingluan Sword and prevent Mo Qianzi from summoning it at will.

"Oh?" Long Xuanyuan raised his eyebrows.

"Lord Wang, General Li Xun is still waiting in the front yard!" The national teacher glanced at the Qingluan Sword in Long Xuanyuan's hand, and there were some things that could not be said explicitly. As long as the Qingluan Sword senses any danger, it will disappear immediately.

Long Xuanyuan understood and walked up to the front yard.

Li Xun, who was dressed in a general's robe, saw Long Xuanyuan coming over and hurriedly greeted him.

"Lord Wang, the soldier you let your subordinates guard yesterday is gone!" Li Xun said cautiously, for fear that Long Xuanyuan would punish him for his dereliction of duty.

"Is he gone? This king thought that he would at least say goodbye to this king! Long Xuanyuan's tone was cold, but there was no anger.

"Lord Wang......" Li Xun didn't understand what was going on at all, let alone what Long Xuanyuan said.

The national teacher stepped forward and said indifferently: "The general has nothing else to do, he can leave." The prince has more important things to deal with! ”

"Lord Wang, the army has been staying here for two days, whether to continue to retreat today, or wait until the day after tomorrow!" Li Xun continued.

The day after tomorrow is the time when Long Xuanyuan said to ask Mo Qianzi. Was he really going to kill her here?

"General Li's troops stay, let the rest retreat to Yunlong!"

"Yes."

General Li Xun left, and the national teacher found a piece of snow-white silk cloth and put it on the table.

"Lord Wang, I must borrow your blood!" He handed a short knife to Long Xuanyuan.

Long Xuanyuan looked at the snow-white silk cloth, slightly puzzled, but still reached out and took the short knife.

The national teacher brought a glass of water, dipped his finger in the water and drew a spell on the white silk, and then said: "The prince only needs to follow this spell and draw it with your blood!" ”

The short knife cut his finger, and Long Xuanyuan drew the spell with the blood dripping from his finger.

The bright red spell was completed, and the Qingluan Sword on the side sensed the danger, flashed a cyan light, and in an instant, it transformed into a Qingluan and flew outside.

Seeing this, the national teacher picked up the silk cloth painted with a blood spell, and one of them covered Qingluan's body. Qingluan turned into a sword again, which was held in the hand of the national teacher, and was quickly wrapped in the silk cloth.

"Heh, no matter how sensitive its reaction is, it's just a bird!" The national teacher chuckled and handed the Qingluan Sword to Long Xuanyuan.

Long Xuanyuan looked at the blood spell wrapped in the Qingluan Sword, and wondered, "Why do you want to use the blood of this king?" ”

"The minister said that the prince is a person who rules the world and has the absolute right to decide everything. However, to dominate the world, there is another key person who is her! ”

"Why?"

"This is the key to the gambling contract, with her, you can achieve the emperor's throne; If you lose her, the prince will never recover. So, no matter what the method is, she must be the person of the prince! The national teacher's eyes flashed with gloom, "Moreover, she must not be with Ji Xiaoyao!" ”

"If this king doesn't get her, she'll have to die, right?" Long Xuanyuan sneered and sat on the chair next to him, "The national teacher has said this many times, and this king knows what to do!" ”

"The minister can teach the prince to practice the forbidden technique of controlling people's hearts, and with the power of the prince, he will soon be able to ......"

"Zirong, you step down, this king is sleepy now!"

Interrupting the national teacher's words, he reclined on the wide animal skin chair and closed his eyes as if he was extremely tired.

The national teacher knew that it was useless to talk too much, so he had no choice but to retreat.

[Counting the subscriptions in the past two days, the mood is extremely lost, and the results are too bleak. However, when I woke up this morning, I actually climbed to the eighth place on the new book sales list, and I finally got a little comfort. Thank you for your support and red envelope rewards, as well as tickets! Hope to be able to keep it up, thank you! (To be continued.) )