Almighty Cultivation Supreme

The moonlight shone on the deserted alley, the moss-covered bluestone path shone with a misty light, and the night wind swept the fallen leaves that had been old for an unknown number of years, floating around like ghosts.

Someone came from the alley with a lantern, the dim light shone on the surrounding Banzhang Fangyuan, with the movement of the light, the person walked step by step towards the two banyan trees, she was wearing black clothes, and she wore a black hat on her head, she couldn't see clearly, because her face was covered by the black gauze on the hat, and she could only be identified as a woman from the petite and slender figure.

Dressed in black, but wearing a pair of red brocade shoes.

The fallen leaves were picked up by the shoes and buried by the corners of the skirts.

She came to the door and knocked three times.

"Knock, knock."

The knock was quiet, but it was unusually abrupt in this cold and seeping alley.

"Knock knock." Two responses rang out from inside the door.

She waited quietly for a while, and the old wooden door opened silently, and she walked in with a lantern, behind which stood a strong warrior.

"Where's Xiao Wu?"

"Your Highness is in the backyard."

"Hmm."

The samurai stood in the shadows, staring at her for a moment. She didn't look at the samurai, but walked to the backyard with a lantern, the night wind swaying the lights and teasing her black clothes, making her look like a ghost on a moonlit night.

She was the first person Chu Wu waited for.

The lantern was like a firefly, flying on the red brocade shoes, which were very small and beautifully embroidered. The front and back yards were only three entrances, and the fireflies soon flew to the backyard.

When she came to the gate of the courtyard, she paused and raised the lantern in her hand slightly higher, as if she wanted to look at the scenery in the courtyard, however, she saw Chu Wu at a glance.

Chu Wu sat on the swing and swinged.

"You're here?"

"Hmm."

Chu Wu jumped down from the swing, his eyes bright. She walked to the low table by the lotus pool, opened the lantern cover, uncovered the corner of the veil on her face, blew out the lamp, rested next to the low case, and then knelt opposite Chu Wu.

"I didn't think you were coming."

"Xiao Wu is back, I have to come and see."

There was a jar of wine on the table, Chu Wu uncovered the sealing mud, the rich and cold aroma of wine overflowed, the wine was poured into the bowl, he held the bowl, bowed his head and offered it to her, he didn't want to, but he saw the red brocade shoes.

He froze.

"I brought back Yan wine from Yan Kingdom and want to give it to you. I heard, you are now ......"

"Your Majesty's Woman. Chu Lian's woman. ”

She took the wine bowl generously, said generously, lifted the corner of the veil, put the wine bowl to her mouth, and took a sip gently, as if smiling.

"Xiao Wu also has a woman, and there is her taste in this wind."

The gentle night breeze blew from east to west, and the lights in the east room had long since been extinguished, and the beautiful Que Er must have been sleeping soundly in her dreams. Chu Wu's face flushed slightly.

"She's not my woman."

"Not yet, but definitely in the future."

Chu Wu was a little embarrassed. She seemed to notice it, put the wine bowl on the table, and looked straight at Chu Wu from under the veil: "Xiao Wu, you are now the prince of Chu State, and you will be the king of Chu State in the future, and many people will look here." ”

"I know."

"Now that you know, how dare you bring her here?"

The candle flame on the case couldn't shake the black veil, but Chu Wu seemed to see the face and gaze under the veil, he stretched out his hand and pressed the strange little sword on the case, and then removed his hand, exposing it to the moonlight.

She looked at the sword, her veil vibrating slightly.

The sparse moonlight shone on the sword, the gorgeous lines meandered, and the blood phoenix imprisoned in the sword seemed to be trembling its wings, as if it wanted to flutter its wings.

"Xiao Wu, when you grow up, you should know what you're doing." Her voice trembled a little.

"I know, you know, maybe he does. But I'm not allowed to do it. ”

"Why? You are now the prince of the Chu State, just wait for ......"

"I don't want to wait any longer." Chu Wu drank all the wine in the bowl in one gulp, and his expression was very calm.

She was stunned for a moment, her chest heaving slightly.

After he finished drinking, he looked directly at her, as if looking for the eyes under the veil: "He killed my mother, my only relative, I went to the mountain today, and when I came back, as soon as I closed my eyes, I would see my mother, she was lying there, alone......" The voice became weaker and weaker, and gradually began to tremble: "I don't even dare to think about whether she went peacefully or not." ”

"My sister went peacefully, as if she was asleep."

"Lies, that's dove wine that pierces the intestines and locks the throat!!"

"Xiao Wu, hatred only brings death."

"Chu Lian's death!"

Sometimes calm, sometimes fierce conversation ended here, Chu Wu's dark yellow face had a hint of redness, and the anger in his eyes couldn't be hidden. She was stunned in the wind, her veil rippling like water.

After a long time, the candles on the desk were almost extinguished, and she said, "What can I do for you?" ”

Chu Wu thought for a while, but in a blink of an eye, he saw the pair of red shoes, the hesitation in his eyes flashed, and he lowered his head: "Thank you, Xiao Wu doesn't need you to do anything, just need you to live well and look at ......"

"Watching Chu Lian die? Or, watching Xiao Wu die in front of me? It's the same as my sister. Xiao Wu, you have changed and become very cruel. ”

Her voice was unusually cold, she picked up the lantern that was resting beside the low desk, borrowed the fire from the candle that was about to be extinguished, took the lantern, slowly stood up, and returned along the way she came.

"Xiao Wu, I came out today, no one knows."

She walked slowly, the corners of her black skirt dragging on the ground, and the red brocade shoes gently moving, disappearing from time to time. Chu Wu knew what she was talking about, no one knew that she had been here, and of course no one knew where she was going.

She was wearing red shoes, she was Chu Lian's woman, she was no longer the beautiful and gentle woman she used to be, at that time, she was her mother's maid, three years older than Chu Wu, there was her figure in this courtyard, they used to swing together and laugh together.

She is the first woman Chu Wu likes besides her mother.

She walked along the cloister to the front yard, never looking back, the firefly-like light disappeared into the silent moonlight, and Chu Wu sat on the swing in a daze, swinging around.

"Your Highness."

The sturdy warrior stood silently beside the swing, his head bowed and his sword pressed.

Chu Wu shook his head, his eyes were bright and gentle, and the flash of pain was not enough to hide it.

……

The Burning Sky Fire Phoenix under the moonlight is charming.

Chu Xuanhuai stood under it, looking up at it, through the huge wings, he saw the sky full of stars, they blinked in the heavenly river, as if they were telling something.

The carriage stopped in the shadow of the fire phoenix, and the entire Miyagi was also in that shadow.

The Yan country has the protection of the Xuanyu, and the Yan people sing war songs and are fearless. The state of Chu has a fire phoenix, but unlike the Xuanniao, it does not represent protection, but an indomitable development, just like the flames it stirs up, burning the sky and destroying the earth.

However, it is still here, and although it has spread its wings for thirty feet, it has not yet reached the time to soar into the sky.

Chu Xuanhuai's carriage was pulled by four horses, all blood-red horses, which was a symbol of identity and status. But tonight, he had no intention of riding it, he walked around the carriage, out of the shadow shrouded by the burning sky and the phoenix, into the soft moonlight, and walked towards the remote alley.

Maybe it's because the lanes are deep and the walls are high, so it's dark and cold in the lanes.

The night wind pulled the big horn behind Chu Xuanhuai, which was embroidered with thunderclouds and fire phoenixes, and he walked neither fast nor slow, and the armor on his body made a slight sound with his footsteps.

As soon as he walked under the two banyan trees, the courtyard door opened. Chu Wu stood at the door, clasped his hands, and squeezed deeply at him.

He was the second person Chu Wu was waiting for.

"Why are you so sure I'm coming?"

"Because of Da Chu, Uncle Twelve had to come."

It is not yet the season of frog chirping, but there is a frog chirping in the lotus pond. Chu Wu and Chu Xuanhuai sat across the table, the candles on the desk had been replaced, and the fire light on the bronze phoenix's mouth reflected the faces of the two.

Chu Wu's expression was calm and he was pouring wine.

Chu Xuanhuai's face was expressionless, watching as the wine poured into the bowl like spring water.

In the lotus pool, the faint sound of wows came one by one.

"Three thousand years ago, the Seven Ancestors left the god-kings and buried the fire in the south of the great river, and since then, the gods have regarded us as barbarians. Three hundred and eighty-one years ago, King Wuying ordered the princes of the world to crusade against King Yin, and the martyrs crossed the river in canoes and sprinkled their blood on that land, but what they got was forgetfulness. King Wu Ying divided his brothers and heroes, but he still regarded us as barbarians. If it weren't for the fact that King Duanrui suddenly remembered that there were still Chu people in the south of the river, we would still be barbarians who drank blood in their hair. However, even so, the merits of the martyrs in exchange for great sacrifices are nothing more than a last viscount. ”

"Chu Wu knows."

"What do you know? Do you know that when the ancestors went to worship in the city of songs with great enthusiasm, how did the king of Duanrui in the city treat the ancestors? ”

Chu Wu knew that King Duanrui was disdainful of the bud grass and wine brought by the ancestors, as well as the sacrificial dance etiquette, but ordered the ancestral hall to sit outside and take care of the fire with Chief Yi. When the ancestors returned, they were humiliated and died with blood. This is a great shame, and every Chu person knows it. Moreover, King Xiaocheng also once crossed the river to crusade against Dachu. ”

"That being the case, if the king does not regard the minister as a minister, how can the minister be a king? Now, I am strong and strong in Dachu, the south of the great river, seven out of ten, a man with armor, filling the wilderness, how can I not be called a 'king'? ”

"As the twelfth uncle said, the great Chu is now strong, it has not been seen for thousands of years, however, as the twelfth uncle said, the great Chu dominates the south of the Yangtze River, but it does not monopolize the south of the Yangtze River, there is Wu Yue on its side, and there is Ba Cheng on the top of its head, these princes are all staring at the big Chu to weaken. King Xiao can die in the river, and the princes of the northern land can also be defeated again and again, but the Great Chu cannot withstand a defeat. If it fails, it may be a catastrophe. ”

Chu Xuanhuai took the wine brought by Chu Wu and drank it all, but sneered: "Alarmist, you only see the danger of Great Chu, but you don't see that the northern land is about to overturn." ”

"The princes of the northern land are like a fist, and when the Great Chu settles in the south, that fist will be stretched out, fighting each other, attacking each other. However, as long as Da Chu leaps over the river, it will clench its fists and make enemies of Da Chu. Of course, the twelfth uncle won the right with wonder and won brilliantly, but he also won extremely dangerously. And this, or when Da Chu did not claim the king, once he became the king, did the Twelfth Uncle ever think about how crazy the princes of the Northland would be? The candle flame shook Chu Wu's face, and he raised his hand and clenched his fist.

Chu Xuanhuai sneered: "Mo Fei, do you think they don't want to be kings?" ”

"Of course they want to be king, and even want to take Chaoge City and replace it, however, before they become king, they will inevitably give Da Chu the strongest blow! Da Chu, can he escape in this dangerous situation? If not, what did Da Chu get? And what will be lost? Uncle Twelve, the time has not yet come. ”

Chu Wu clenched his fist and slammed his fist into the shaking candle flame, and the wind from the fist and sleeve extinguished the candle flame, 'poof'.

Chu Xuanhuai was silent.

……

Chu Xuanhuai left, and when he left, he glanced at Chu Wu coldly. Chu Wu sent him to the door and watched his back embedded in the deep darkness.

"Your Highness, is the general reliable? Will it help His Highness? The warrior stood beside Chu Wu with a worried expression.

Chu Wu retracted his gaze and smiled slightly: "In this Fengge City, everyone is drunk, and the only one is awake alone, that is the Twelfth Uncle." Let's go inside, the third person we're waiting for should be almost there. ”