Mirror Flower Lake competition, after a fierce master duel, after a few days, there is nothing to see, people have gathered their eyes in the East Pavilion, there are already nine swords there, just waiting for the last sword, as for where it will be sacred, people are also speculating, even Li Wen, the son of heaven who is far away in the Luoyang Palace, is also very interested.

Thousand Autumn Hall.

"Lanye Sword, Ben Thunder Sword, Mofeng Sword, Jiyu Sword, Longquan Sword, Chixiao Sword, Dragon Slashing Sword, Hanguang Sword, um...... Meteor Sword ...... It's just one short. Li Wen counted with his fingers.

"Hmm...... There is no dry sword. The mysterious woman in the hall said quietly, and it seemed that there was still something to say.

"Oh? Is that the cadre sword you said before that Mo asked Gu Wu Yiqing? Li Wen asked interestingly.

"Yes, he hasn't even made a move yet...... the mysterious woman couldn't figure it out, and thought to herself.

"Why him?" Li Wen didn't feel strange, there are so many masters in the world, maybe people don't want to compare.

"No, it has to be him!" The woman suddenly stood firm, as if it were part of her plan.

"Huh?" Li Wen was secretly shocked in his heart.

"Hmm......" The mysterious woman noticed that she was speechless, and suddenly fell silent.

"Say!" Li Wen's face sank and said coldly.

"Your Majesty forgives the sin, this matter has to start from the civil strife in Mowen Valley, after the death of the sixteenth generation of the valley lord of Mowen Valley, the two branches of Mowen Valley, Xia Zong and Yizong are not in harmony, Wu Yiwen, the eldest disciple of Xia Sect, and Xiao Changce, the eldest disciple of Yizong, fought for the position of the valley master, and finally, Wu Yiwen broke Xiao Changce in Mowen Valley Flower Village, Xiao Changce was forced to lead the remaining Yizong disciples to flee, and his whereabouts are unknown since then, Wu Yiwen also successfully sat on the position of the valley master. However, Mo Wen Gu Zhengu Shen Soldier Mo Xie and the two swords have been separated since then, and Wu Yiwen naturally knows in his heart that Xiao Changce will come back sooner or later, and he is not stable. The woman began at the beginning and spoke one by one.

"So does he think that in this competition, the Mo Evil Sword will also appear?" Li Wen probably understood.

"For so many years, the Mo Evil Sword has disappeared without a trace, and now, with such a grand event, if it were me, I would also try my luck." The mysterious woman said.

"No wonder he hasn't made a move. Do you think the Mo Evil Sword will come? Li Wen suddenly became interested in this Mo Evil Sword Xiao Changce.

"It's not good to say that the concubine body is not good. It depends on whether Xiao Changce has changed over the years. It was also difficult for the mysterious woman to be sure that Mo Xie Sword would definitely go to participate in the competition, and even if she went, she might hide from the crowd and not make a move.

Xiao Changce...... It seems that Wu Yiwen is not as decent as rumored by the outside world. Li Wen said with a sly smile, although he didn't know about the battle in Huazhai, but he knew best about this struggle for power, a big disciple of the Xia Sect and a big disciple of the Yi Sect, all holding the Mowen Valley artifact, and their skills must be equal, since Wu Yiwen can be better, it is naturally the means.

Wu Yi asked this person...... Like a narcissus. The mysterious woman said quietly.

"Oh yes, I heard that there has been a big event in Yangzhou recently." Li Wen asked.

"Back to Your Majesty, Han Chufei, the Governor of Yangzhou, suddenly Chen Bingjiangzhou." The woman said.

"What do you say Yangzhou is going to do?" Li Wen couldn't help but think.

"I'm afraid it's my own fault." The woman had already gotten the news, and she couldn't understand it at first, so she was quite concerned, and later, when she looked at the map, she found that the location of Jiangzhou was very unique, and she had a little guess.

"Itself? Could it be that he wanted a strong man to break his wrist...... "Li Wen knew that when Ying Tianyang rode into Yangzhou alone, he relied on the local clan, and now that Ying Tianyang has passed away, these people have become a threat to the new master, judging from Ying Qiong's actions some time ago, he will definitely not compromise.

"The concubine thinks so." The woman couldn't help but be a little happy to see Li Wen so smart, and her tone was also mixed with relief.

"That's it, let's not talk about this, I still have to go to see Lao Shangshu today, hey, his body is getting worse, how can this be good?" Li Wen went to see Yuan Zhi every day in the past few days, Yuan Zhi was already seriously ill, lying in bed, not thinking about tea and dinner.

"Your Majesty...... This letter was brought to Lao Shangshu. ”

After listening to a flap of flapping audio, the woman actually went to the front hall and gently put the letter in Li Wen's hand, Li Wen was strange, looked down, and there was nothing written on the envelope.

"...... this?" Li Wen asked with a frown.

"Letter from home." The woman fluttered back to the apse again.

Letter? Li Wen suddenly looked at the woman's back, and his heart was stunned. Secretly Dao, this woman is still in contact with Yuan Dao...... But why didn't the family letter be sent directly to Lao Shangshu, but forwarded by her? Well......

Li Wen's eyes fluttered, and he had some thoughts about the woman in his hall.

He took the letter, left the main hall, and rushed to Yuan Zhi's mansion.

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Luoyang Fuzhong.

At this time, Yan Beifeng, Qingfeng, Fengdao, and Yingji gathered together and were silent. Yan Beifeng held a letter in his hand and groaned......

Outside, it was snowing heavily and the wind was constant. In the burning heaven, the fire beats.

It's been a long time.

"Tell me, what should I do?" Qingfeng couldn't help it, but still asked, he knew that this kind of thing was still Beifeng's master, and he couldn't solve the problem without speaking.

As a result, Yingji Fengdao shrugged his shoulders and looked at the north wind.

"Han Chufei is going to move seriously, everyone in the world is in danger, but Ying Qiong is not here, they have no way to restrain it, in this case, it is a way to ask us for help." Beifeng was also helpless, last night, he received a secret letter from the Yangzhou clan asking for help, these people asked Luoyang Mansion to send troops at a price of 50,000 taels of silver, contain Han Chufei, and force him to withdraw his troops from Jiangzhou until Ying Qiong returned.

"Fifty thousand taels, it's really a bloody investment, it seems that it's really a knife to the neck." Qingfeng scoffed.

"If you don't take it, you won't take it." North Wind mused.

"Huh? Didn't we have an agreement with Han Chufei? You mean we're going to repent? It's not a good thing to do. Qingfeng thought that the north wind would refuse.

"There is no normalcy in water, and there is only interest in the struggle of forces." Yan Beifeng remembered that in "The Book of the White Horse", Master Yi Heng once said, die to life, live to die.

"You ......" As soon as Beifeng's words came out, Qingfeng, Yingji, and sealed the knife, and the three of them suddenly broke out in a cold sweat and looked at each other.

"If Han Chufei subdues these clans and has no worries, then what should Ying Qiong do next, don't you know? The enemy of the so-called enemy is the friend. Beifeng didn't care about the mood of a few people, and just said it to himself.

"But in this case, is it not a violation of the gentleman's agreement? So what has become of my Luoyang Mansion? Qingfeng was a little angry.

"In the controversy of troubled times, what kind of benevolence and righteousness are we talking about? If there is no peace in the world, benevolence and righteousness are highly poisonous. Yan Beifeng was also excited, slapped the table, and said sharply.

Qingfeng and Beifeng quarreled for a while, both of them were blushing and thick-necked, and Yingji really couldn't stand it.

"Now isn't the time to quarrel, two?" Yingji said coldly.

"I don't agree to send troops, it's a big deal to be upright and have a battlefield showdown in the future." Qingfeng sat down with a huff, he didn't have a good airway, and he suddenly had a new understanding of the north wind in his heart, but he never thought that Yan Beifeng was such a person.

Seeing this, Beifeng was furious, took the Qingfrost Sword from his waist and slapped it on the table.

"I can act on behalf of the marshal, seal the sword and obey the order, lead the gods to guide the army of 10,000, and enter Liang County." Yan Beifeng said loudly.

Feng Dao was stunned for a moment, then quickly got up and took the order to leave.

"Yingji listened to the order, 10,000 mountain troops in the airspace, stationed on the front line of Wuhu, to make a big fanfare, let them know that we are coming." The north wind is arranged.

Qingfeng saw that Beifeng had moved out of the mansion, and he couldn't help but be angry, but he was helpless. Alone with a sulky life.

Yingji received the military order and left in a hurry.

Beifeng also picked up his sword and prepared to leave.

"Look after the house." Before leaving, the north wind suddenly faintly said.

Qingfeng was stunned and ignored it.

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The gate of Luoyang Mansion.

The north wind lit a thousand guards, ready to go, the banner of burning the sky, and the banner with the word swallow written on it, in the snow, very conspicuous.

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The white horse roars towards the sky, and the black flag is lonely when the sky is burned.

Sima plotted to go in the wind, but he was afraid of people's hearts thousands of miles away.

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Bai Ju sneered, the north wind was worried, and he hoped that the breeze would support him instead of arguing in court.

Looking back slowly, Chu Yunge was all over his head.

Suddenly, in the snowy cloud, a figure, on the corridor, caressing the railing, looking down.

It's her! Beifeng's heart warmed, and he smiled unconsciously.

The wind was tight, and the snowflakes hit the face, and there was some stinging.

The north wind flew on his horse, and with a pull of the reins, the white horse rose halfway up and neighed.

At this moment, the sound of a piano came out of Chuyun Pavilion, mournful and tactful, melodious.

The north wind was beating violently in his heart, and it was difficult to calm down.

"Drive!" He took the lead and flew out, and behind him, his son followed, and in the blink of an eye, he disappeared into the wind and snow.

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Qingfeng heard the sound of the piano, looked for the sound out, and looked at it from a distance, it turned out to be a young lady, who was on the corridor, an incense burner, a brazier, a person and a piano, the jade fingers were like onions, and the strings were emotional......

Qingfeng was stunned for a while, chased outside the door, and saw that on the ground, the horse's hoof prints were chaotic......