The plum blossoms in the courtyard are blooming just right, and there is a dark fragrance on the snowy earth. If you sniff closely, you can detect that the delicate fragrance is mixed with a hint of blood.

The pure snow was strewn with red spots, and several people were lying in the snow, their bodies already half covered by the snow.

The white snow is gradually burying the sins and blood of this world.

The people in the hallway, armed with long swords, were dripping with blood. The man with the sword swung towards the snow in the courtyard, and the blood on the sword formed a trail in the snow.

"This is the third wave of Assassins!"

The person who spoke was upright, with a handsome face, eyebrows and sideburns, and a sense of non-anger and self-authority on his face.

"National teacher, this assassination, this king's henchmen have almost been killed, and the other eight suspicious soldiers ......"

At the end of the corridor, a silver-haired young man stood with his hands in his hands, surrounded by corpses dressed in black clothes. These corpses are unusually seen from a distance, but they are bloody up close. As if by some evil spell, their bodies turned out from the inside out, and white fascia, red blood vessels, and yellow fat could be seen on the surface of the body.

"It doesn't look like it's going to work...... the national teacher sighed slightly, and around him were four of the Big Dipper that he had cultivated.

"Wuyi Wei is also all destroyed, along with the fake young Peng......" The eyes of the two gathered in the half-open room, where a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy lay on the big bed, his eyes wide open, obviously dead.

"Spiritualism! I didn't expect the West Demon Kingdom to really master this weird evil art. The little prince Ming Jin frowned and looked at the corpse. He has heard about the legend of Xiaopeng and the weirdness of the West Demon Kingdom since he was a child, but he only thought it was a false rumor, but he didn't expect the real situation to be so terrifying.

It's too dangerous.

The assassination was at three o'clock last night, and at first the national teacher thought it was coming for the fake young Peng, but he didn't expect that the other party had already become suspicious, and he actually caught Yaoguang.

When he was in Muli Village, Yaoguang had met Qin You. Although all the people who have seen him have been dealt with afterwards, he has missed his own people after all calculations.

The demons of the West Demon Kingdom are so powerful, after catching Yaoguang, they traced Yaoguang's memories and almost caught Qin You.

Casting spells thousands of miles away, but being able to hit with one blow, the shamans of this generation really can't be underestimated.

"The national teacher is really exhausted, and the West Demon Kingdom is really coming at you."

The national teacher sighed slightly, "The Western Demon Kingdom and my Bai clan have been fighting for thousands of years, so I naturally know that as soon as the young peng comes out, I will bow down to follow and protect it!" "The Western Demon Kingdom doesn't even bother to find the whereabouts of the young peng, as long as they follow the national teacher.

Separating from Qin You is really a very risky act, if he is not careful, Xiao Peng will die in vain, then he can only be killed by the neck and apologize for his crime with death.

"The soldiers are dangerous, and this alone makes the national teacher better than the demons of the West Demon Kingdom."

The national teacher smiled bitterly, "The little prince is too exalted to me." I'm doing this because I'm not sure I'm going to protect Hina yet. Since you can't protect him, then stay away from him, so that the Western Demon Kingdom will not be able to find his trace for the time being. ”

"Why don't you lock him up in the Medicine King Valley or Ruolu Prison in the Ming Palace? These two places are arguably the safest places in the world. ”

The national teacher looked at Ming Jin interestingly: "Xiaopeng is not a pet or a puppet, and it can't be a hundred when he is locked up." In fact, this plan has been tried by many national teachers, and the final result is either that the young Peng ran away with the attendant, or the young Peng completely broke with the national teacher, and the end of the rupture usually ended with the death of the young peng.

"Then light the soul incense."

“…… Does the little prince like young peng? ”

Ming Jin don't overdo it, it's not that he doesn't like it, but he dislikes it. Even if Zhu Zan is a young peng, he can't tolerate this kind of person bullying his sworn brother. Besides, the Ming Dynasty is implicated with a civilian, which makes people unable to be calm.

Why?

The young Ming Jin once asked his father, why is there such a storage as a young peng? How did his father answer, oh, because that person would bring blessings to the dynasty.

How did he answer the little one, the price was too great. What you get is not proportional to what you lose, so it's better not to have that chick!

"Xiaopeng is a treasure given to the Ming Dynasty by God, as long as you protect him well and don't let him die, then between the kings and lands in the four seas, the wind and rain will be smooth and the country and the people will be safe."

Ming Jin snorted contemptuously, noncommittal.

"Has the little prince been to southern Xinjiang?"

Ming Jin looked at the national teacher inexplicably.

"There are many poisonous insects and beasts in southern Xinjiang, and there are still days of the year when there will be terrible miasma, and these are all right. If there is no young Peng, there will always be demons in the deep mountains and old forests of southern Xinjiang, and the people living there are precarious......" The national teacher turned his head and looked at Ming Jin steadily, "There is a kind of temple in southern Xinjiang, which does not worship gods and gods and ghosts, does the little prince know who is kneeling inside?" ”

“……”

"It's Hindra." The cold voice of the national teacher echoed in the empty courtyard, the sky became brighter and brighter, and the light caressed this crimson land inch by inch.

"Because only when the young peng is born, those demons dare not appear in the world. The people knelt down and prayed at night in order to live two more days. ”

Ming Jin frowned: "The imperial court will send an army ......"

"Lord Wang," the national teacher interrupted Ming Jin, "It is difficult for people to resist demons, the year before last, there were nine big demons in southern Xinjiang, and thousands of people were eaten, and the Zhennan Wangfu led the guards of the palace, plus three thousand soldiers, and it took three months and countless casualties to drive the nine babies away." ”

Ming Jin was silent for a moment and changed the subject: "Since the Western Demon Kingdom has found out, do you want to rush over?" ”

The National Master shook his head: "No, the Western Demon Kingdom has not been able to break through the barrier I set. But that place was no longer safe, so I let them go to Jiangzhou. ”

"Jiangzhou?" Ming Jin knew the reason after a little thought, "Martial Arts Conference? Is it all right? I'm afraid there will be a lot of people gathered there, and there will be a lot of people there......"

"At present, there are only three attendants, and the power of protection is too weak. The martial arts conference can gather the heroes and heroes of the world, and it is a good opportunity to choose......"

"This king also has a henchman, why don't you send it to protect the young Peng secretly, how about it?"

"Nope." The national teacher shook his head, "It's weird that someone from the imperial court appears next to a person from the rivers and lakes. It is inevitably eye-catching, and the gains outweigh the losses. ”

"Then what's the matter, just say to the outside world that he is the long-lost brother of this king."

This is not out of nowhere, Ming Jin's father, the mediocre emperor, likes the weeds on the side of the road the most in his life, and the meat is not taboo, any fragrant and smelly rotten, every time he travels, he can always bring a lot of illegitimate children. In contrast, there is a lack of genuine heirs.

Including today's saints, Ming Jin has only two brothers. The rest died for a variety of reasons.

It's been a month since I arrived in Tsuruso.

Qin You appreciated the power of the carriage for the first time, and vomited almost all the way. It will be better after taking motion sickness medicine, but the side effect is that you have no appetite and can't wake up from a groggy sleep.

Between half a dream and half a wake, he seemed to hear the sound of a quarrel, as if it was the sound of Zhuo Yun and Xu Lanqing arguing, and from time to time there was Hua Qianfan's dissuasion and Chongbai's ridicule.

Finally arrived at Hezhuang, Qin You had already lost half his life.

"I finally gained a little weight!" Zhuo Langji shook Qin You with some heartache, "I'm thin again." ”

"Is Big Brother raising pigs?" Qin You couldn't help but laugh and quip.

Qin You climbed down from the car and saw three people standing in front of the door of Hezhuang.

Interestingly, these three people are all old acquaintances of Qin You.

The woman in the middle was Gong Ru makeup, and I saw her looking at Xu Lanqing stupidly, and anyone could see the admiration in her eyes.

"Brother Xu!" Gong Ru makeup was like being cast a flying spell, and she came to Xu Lanqing in an instant, "Brother Xu, I haven't seen you for a long time, as soon as I heard Uncle Jiang say that Brother Xu is coming, I ......"

As she spoke, Gong Ru's face turned red.

Hua Qianfan had long known that Gong Ruxiang had a crush on Xu Lanqing, so she quipped: "Sister Gong will also be shy, and the eldest brother is blessed." ”

"Brother Flower! You really hate it-" Gong Ruxiang moved her gaze to the shortest person in the middle while arguing with Hua Qianfan, and was stunned, "You, you...... Blue Eyes...... Are you Zhu Zhan?! Dog thief, how could you-"

"Senior sister!"

"Gong Woman, be cautious!"

"Senior brother, forget it, who are you?" Gong Ru glanced at Yunguan Mirror with an unkind expression. "Why do you say me?"

"Senior sister!" Chang Qingyi pulled Gong Ru's sleeve, and said with some blame, "This is the Young Fort Master of Baiyun Castle, the Lord of Yunguan Mirror Cloud Shaobao, and this is the descendant of the Tianshan Sect, Zhuo Langji Zhuo Shaoxia!" And this ......"

"This is my third brother, surnamed Qin Mingyou, no words." Zhuo Langji arched his hand towards Chang Qingyi, "Presumably you are the lighter than Yan Chang hero of the Seven Heroes of Yunshan?" ”

"The hero doesn't dare to be a hero, it's just a false name given by people in the rivers and lakes!"

Seeing the two of you coming and going, Gong rolled his eyes like makeup, "What! He's just-"

"Senior sister, don't shout, it's too rude!"

Gong Ruxiang glared at Chang Qingyi dissatisfied, she finally closed her mouth, but she still looked at Qin You with eyes full of hatred.

Jiang Wanghe is worthy of being an old Jianghu, he looks as usual and greets everyone.

"Like a makeup sister, Brother You is not Zhu Zhan." Hua Qianfan smiled and played a round game.

"And what's going on with his eyes?"

"It's not strange," Jiang Wanghe touched his beard, "Qin Shaoxia is from Yunlai!" I heard that there are often Hu people over there, and some of the children of the Hu people and the Central Plains people are also like this with black hair and blue eyes. ”

Chang Qingyi nodded: "I heard that the son of Yunlai's Taishou was born with a pair of watery blue eyes, and his appearance is even more comparable to the blue-eyed Snow Concubine a hundred years ago. ”

Qin You nodded coldly at Jiang Wanghe, a gust of cold wind blew, and he shivered inexplicably.