Mohua put the sword into the sheath and wiped the blood from the corners of her mouth with her sleeve embroidered with dark lines.

Ji Fuyu is the national teacher of Ji Buyu, and his face has not changed, like a fairy and not a human.

If he and Master Yunhua are already old acquaintances, then why did they poison him? Or is there something else going on?

General Mohua stopped in place, undecided for a while.

Ji Fuyu held the jade flute in his hand, stepped on the moon and walked, for a long time, and arrived at Ji's house.

I saw his white robe raised slightly, gently stepped over the threshold, and then flicked his sleeves, and a cold wind struck, and the Nanmu door was closed.

"Lord, are you in trouble?"

Changlin rolled over from the bed, and respectfully knelt down, and the Lord asked him to lie here in the form of the Lord, and this time it was time to lie down.

The Lord didn't come back until late at night, and maybe he was in trouble.

"Changlin, go back and rest."

Ji Fuyu's expression was unknown at the moment, his soft eyes were handsome, and he was still gentle. But there was an extremely cold aura around it, as if it was about to sweep the night into the ice cave.

"The Lord ......"

Changlin felt Ji Fuyu's abnormality, and stopped talking.

Changlin frowned, his eyes were worried, where did he go on this day? Why is it so abnormal, if in the past, the Lord should have been calm and relaxed, and did not show half of his emotions.

"Bang Dang ......"

As soon as Ji Fuyu flicked his sleeves, the door opened by itself.

Changlin was slightly shocked, he knew that the master's martial arts were unfathomable, because he was saved by Ji Fuyu when he was a child, the lord swung his sword like the wind, turned into a form, and a sword was transformed into a thousand swords.

It's just that he hasn't seen the master who performs immortal magic for a long time.

"Master ......"

Changlin raised his eyes to look at Ji Fuyu, who was just sitting on the nan stool, holding the cup speechlessly.

“……”

Changlin knew that the Lord didn't want to talk to him much at this moment, so he stood up and walked out of the house.

Long.

Ji Fuyu put down the jade cup in his hand, the moonlight entered the house, the evening breeze swept a few bundles of green silk between his temples, and the moonlight seeped into his cool black eyes, which were handsome eyebrows and eyes, and a glimpse of eternal loneliness.

'Do you know how many people died in this war, Ji Fuyu, this is what you call providence? ’

General Mohua's words lingered in his ears for a long time.

Ji Fuyu turned the incense cup in his hand, his thin lips pursed slightly, and his eyes were dim.

Since ancient times, good and evil have been opposite, the way of heaven is right, and the way against heaven is evil, and it is in accordance with the will of heaven, but it ushered in killing, and Ji is really a sinner. ’

……………

'Big brother, why are you worried, the river is deep, you come up first. ’

'Big brother, how can you be a bad person...... Big brother, but the girl you admire was promised? Don't think about it, I'll tie her up for you......

'Big brother, what are you talking about...... Put river lights? …’

'Big brother, you look so good when you smile. ’

Ji Fuyu fell into memory, and for a while, his eyes gradually softened, and even the evening breeze warmed a little.

"Ji is willing to return you to the prosperous world and protect you for a lifetime of joy and health."

………………

The next day, the court of Qi.

Emperor Qi Wuwu, wearing a dragon robe, was lying on the soft couch wantonly.

The room is lit with ambergris, and the fragrance is rich, revealing a lazy atmosphere.

"I don't know, there are really people who are not afraid of death."

Emperor Qi half-closed his eyes and said gloomily, his tone was contemptuous, and he had his own killing intent invisibly.

"Then the minions burned them all."

The prince said respectfully, not daring to slack off at all.

"It's all burned, pick a few of them into the palace, I haven't taken a sword for two days, this hand is rusty......"

Emperor Qi's eyes were very interested, full of bloodthirsty killing intent.

The prince smiled in agreement.

"Minions, let's do it......"

Such cruel methods are indeed tyrants.

"The Peach Strategist Asks to See ......"