"Oh no, this black smoke is poisonous in it."

Cheng Ming Jiu motioned for the Alliance Army to retreat back, but with the help of the wind, the speed of those black smoke was faster, and in less than an instant, the vanguard of the Jiang Desert Alliance Army had already shrouded it.

Coupled with the cover of the night, it was too late even if you wanted to withdraw the troops.

The soldiers who inhaled the black smoke fell to the ground, foaming at the mouth and convulsing, and in less than a moment they became corpses.

Su Zhixi put her hands behind her (body shēn) and looked at everything indifferently the whole time.

The corpse that had fallen to the ground had a hideous and twisted face, as if it had undergone the most painful torture before it died.

"Master...... The black smoke will drift over, you can hide first. ”

The deadly poisonous smoke is obvious to all, as long as you take a puff, you will become a dead body, and now this wind direction is blowing along the wind direction of Yan Kingdom, if you don't take any measures, the soldiers of Yan Country will also be poisoned.

"No, the wind has changed." The jade hand behind the (body shēn) slowly stretched out into the air, feeling the change of the air flow between the air, blowing indiscriminately, changing the initial trajectory, and the smile on the corner of the lips was even stronger.

"Withdraw, withdraw!!"

In the night, the alliance army of the Great Desert Jiang State, which had just attacked, was instantly defeated, and in order to avoid more casualties, Cheng Mingjiu ordered the withdrawal of the army.

As he was leaving, Cheng Mingjiu's eyes looked at the white-clothed and white-haired woman standing on the city wall.

"Dare to ask your Excellency where you are."

The voice of Cheng Mingjiu was like normal people talking to each other, but it reached everyone's ears.

Everyone understands that there is a kind of secret technique that can be transmitted by a thousand miles of sound by a master outside the world, and Cheng Ming Jiu is one of them.

"Wuji Mountain, Su Zhixi."

When Su Zhixi said the three words of Wuji Mountain, Cheng Mingjiu's eyes were stunned, but when Su Zhixi's three words entered his ears, the expression (emotion) on Cheng Mingjiu's face could no longer be described in words as shocked.

Wuji Mountain, Su Zhixi......

Wuji Mountain.

Su Zhixi.

Maybe others don't know what Wuji Mountain is, but Cheng Ming Jiu does.

But what was more shocking than Wuji Mountain was Su Zhixi's three words.

But didn't Su Zhixi die six years ago, Emperor Jiang once asked him to divinate Su Zhixi's fate, and the fate chart was also blank, which means that a person is undoubtedly dead.

What is going on in front of you?

At this time, the Jiang Desert Alliance Army had already retreated, and even if Cheng Mingjiu had more questions, they could not be answered.

In the face of the defeat of the Jiang Desert Alliance Army, the Yan ** team can almost be regarded as a victory without a fight.

Everything was as Su Zhixi expected, the direction of the wind began to blow indiscriminately, and the poisonous smoke that had originally drifted into the western border changed direction.

“

Master...... You are truly divine. ”

Yan Yunli originally thought that tonight would be a vicious battle, after all, the military advisor personally went to the battlefield, but what people never expected was that Cheng Mingjiu, the military master who had bullied Yan Guo for many years, was now easily defeated by the master, how could it not be relieved.

Yan Guo won the battle again, which made the Yan ** team, which had always been at a disadvantage, regain its original momentum.

The army of the Great Desert Jiang Kingdom Alliance has withdrawn, and the soldiers of the Yan State have returned to the camp to rest, but Su Zhixi is standing on the city wall, looking into the distance against the moonlight.

Pieces of corpses fell to the ground, all of them poisoned by the smoke.

"What are you looking at?"

Yan Cangzhou stood beside Su Zhixi (身shēn) and followed her line of sight, and his gaze also fell on the group of soldiers of the Great Desert Jiang Kingdom (身shēn), who had been dead for a long time.

"The battlefield is always brutal."

A sentence slowly flowed out of Su Zhixi's mouth, which seemed to be helpless, but more indifferent.

This is war, deceitful and deceitful, calculating in every possible way, and doing everything to the extreme.

In the twenty-first century, many countries have signed peace treaties, but nevertheless, there will still be wars, let alone in such troubled times.

As long as you can win, no matter how despicable means are.

What's more, isn't the chaos in the world a scene she wants to see, and why does she need the compassion of Our Lady's heart for the world.

Yan Cangzhou, who had been guarding Su Zhixi's side, turned his gaze and looked at the woman in white clothes, white hair and red eyes, and a hint of a smile appeared in his cold eyes.

He understands that even though Su Zhixi is no longer a person six years later, there is still a human heart in his heart.

"Don't think about it, life is like a battlefield, whether you live or die is not something you and I can control."

Slowly stretched out his hand, and his slender fingers gently curled up Su Zhixi's white hair, lingering on the tips of his fingers, and those cold and cold seemed to hold the moonlight in his hand.

Yan Cangzhou wanted to take a step further and hug the lonely back in his arms and use his own temperature to melt the coldness in Su Zhixi's heart, but he knew that now was not the time.

He missed Su Zhixi six years ago, and no matter what happened six years later, he would never let Su Zhixi slip away from his eyes again.

"It's late at night, go back and rest, or your guard will be bothering again."

As Yan Cangzhou was talking, he saw Hu Yanjue, who came out of the dark night, appear behind Su Zhixi (身 shēn) and draped his clothes on Su Zhixi's (身 shēn).

"Master Su, the sky is dark, Jue has prepared warm water for it."

"Hmm."

In a shallow response, Su Zhixi turned around and left the city wall.

After Hu Yanjue followed Su Zhixi (body shēn), he glanced back at Yan Cangzhou when he left, and the (emotion) that he wanted to express in his slender upward eyes was fully revealed, which was nothing more than a warning to Yan Cangzhou not to think anything wrong about Su Zhixi.

The one who returned to Hu Yanjue was

With a sneer, Yan Cangzhou's eyes were cold as far as the eye could see, and the same was true when he looked at Hu Yanjue.

After the hands are borne by (body shēn), the Han Chehui ((swing dàng) dàng) standing proudly between heaven and earth, the contest between men and men is invisibly dueling.

Unlike Gu Yunya, Yan Cangzhou's direct eyes proved what he thought in his heart, and a small guard was nothing, but he was just a substitute for Xiahou Lie.

The moonlight hid in the clouds, and a group of people who were hiding in the dark and waiting for the show to be staged sweated one after another.

"Will Yancang Prefecture and Hu Yanjue fight?"

"I said a few times that I don't know, besides, who are you helping in the fight now, it is clear that the third prince is interested in our Su master, and Su Zhu did not show obvious refusal."

"Also, one Yan Cangzhou and one Gu Yunya, which person's (body) share is higher than Hu Yanjue, it's really difficult."

So, everyone still decided on one thing (qingqing) and stood by and watched despite the changes.

If it really starts, they will watch the show, after all, it's not right to help anyone, just don't help anyone.

The other side.

Jiang ** Shi Cheng Ming Jiu ordered the withdrawal of troops to avoid the offensive of poisonous smoke.

When he returned to Jiang's camp, Cheng Mingjiu ordered his subordinates to fly pigeons and pass the book to the capital of Jiang Guo.

"Quick, hurry up and send a book to Jiang Huang, just say that Su Zhixi is alive."

"No, I already know."

A voice echoed between heaven and earth.

The imperial aura that burst out of that voice made everyone prostrate at their feet willingly and bow their heads.

In the moonlight, a man in a dark dragon pattern robe slowly walked into the tent, and with each step, domineering and evil continued to emerge from the eyes of Dansu.

The dark robe was reflected in the night, whether it was between the eyebrows or in the eyes, the aura that belonged to the heroic emperor made people feel fearful, like the gods and demons who descended in the world, and they could not be eternally destroyed.

"Your Majesty."

Cheng Mingjiu knelt on the ground with a thud and kowtowed to Jiang Moyi again and again.

"Please also ask Your Majesty to punish her, the minister is incompetent, she didn't calculate Su Zhixi's real death and fake death six years ago, so that now she has failed miserably in her hands."

Cheng Mingjiu never imagined that Su Zhixi, who had been dead for six years, would reappear in sight.

Even if Su Zhixi's body was not found under the lovesick cliff back then, there was no trace of Su Zhixi's life on the life chart, and it was undoubtedly the end of death.

But Su Zhixi was alive and really appeared in front of him, not only that, but also used secret techniques to defeat him.

All this incomprehension now finally has a reasonable explanation, if the person from Wuji Mountain rescued Su Zhixi, maybe everything can be explained.

"Your Majesty, please punish you."

Cheng Mingjiu, who knelt in front of Jiang Moyi, asked for punishment.

At this time, Jiang Moyi, who was on the throne of the main general, slowly spoke,

A smile appeared in Dansu's eyes.

"Pen and paper are waiting, I want to write a letter to send to Madame."

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

Cheng Mingjiu didn't dare to refute anything, so he ordered someone to bring a pen.

Lying in front of the table, Mo Yi wrote a word by word on the letter paper with a brush in his hand, and the meaning expressed in the words was incomprehensible.

Mo Yi came to the western border.

As early as when Su Zhixi entered Yanguo Feisha Town, he received the news that Su Zhixi was still alive.

It's been six years, more than six years, and that woman has been in front of me all the time.

Su Zhixi, since you survived, you will never be able to escape from my hands.

On the other side, in the camp tent on the western border of Yan Kingdom.

Su Zhixi didn't know that Mo Yi had come to the western border, until a person appeared, completely breaking those seemingly calm eyes.

"Under the Jiang country, the lord will be strict, and he was ordered to send a letter to Su Zhixi."

Beneath the walls of the western border, Yan Minggu (身shēn) rode alone on a war horse, with no weapon in his hand and only a letter.

"Get out, get as far as you want, don't let me see you."

On the city wall, Yan Yunli took out the long sword in his hand and pointed at Yan Ming under the city wall, and the hatred in his eyes was as strong as it was.

He understood the purpose of Yan Ming's appearance, and also knew that once Yan Ming appeared, the emperor of Jiang State would definitely appear on the western border.

That person hurt Master, made Master suffer for six years, and made Master suffer for six years.

Even if he died, he would never let the Dog Emperor of Jiang Kingdom hurt Master again.

"If you don't leave, don't blame General Ben for killing you with your sword."

Yan Yunli made up his mind not to let Yan Ming enter the Yan ** camp on the western border, nor would he let the letter be delivered to Su Zhixi.

"General Yan, General Ben was also ordered to deliver a letter, the so-called two armies will not fight each other, if you do this, it will destroy the relationship between the two countries."

"Huh!"

Yan Yunli sneered, and there was disdain in that smile.

"Relations between the two countries? It's really a big joke, there is only hatred between Yan Guo and Jiang Guo, what you did at the beginning deeply hurt my master, and now you still have the face to appear on the western border. ”

Just as Yan Yunli was preventing Yan Ming from entering the Yan ** camp, the city gate was slowly opened, and Hu Yanjue, who was in a red robe, slowly walked out of the city gate and saluted Yan Ming.

"Excuse me, you are General Yan Ming, His Majesty's bodyguard."

Hu Yanjue's attitude is very elegant, just like treating ordinary guests, there is nothing wrong with it at all.

Yan Ming, the moment he saw Hu Yanjue, his eyes couldn't help but be stunned, but after a closer look, he found that Hu Yanjue was not Xiahou Lie at all.

He buried Xiahou with his own hands

Lie, how could that man be resurrected, but he was just a similar person.

"Who are you?"

Since it is not Xiahou Lie, Yan Ming does not treat him with good words.

"General Hui Yanming, in Xia Hu Yanjue, is the servant of the Su master."

The two servants slowly flowed out of Hu Yanjue's mouth, but the ambiguous actions and eyes proved that the so-called servant relationship was not simple, and it also made Yan Ming half-squint his eyes and look Hu Yanjue up and down.

"Servant, how come General Ben has never heard that there are servants on the side of Lord Su (身shēn)."

"There are still many things that General Yan Ming doesn't know, and there will be a lot of time to slowly understand in the future, since General Yan Ming sent a letter, then hand over the letter to me, and I will forward it to Lord Su."

As he spoke, Hu Yanjue took a step forward and stretched out his hands, but a letter in Yan Ming's hand had not yet arrived in Hu Yanjue's hand.

"General Ben wants to personally hand over this letter to Su Zhixi."

"Impossible."

Hu Yanjue immediately rejected Yan Ming's words.

This is absolutely impossible.

Whether it is Yan Yunli or Hu Yanjue, or everyone in Yan Kingdom who cares about Su Zhixi, they will not let Jiang Moyi and people related to Jiang Moyi appear next to Su Zhixi, it is absolutely impossible.

"Why, you also want to go against the general's intentions."

"The general laughed, you are the dignified General Jiang Guo, and you are just a small attendant on the side of the Su Lord (body shēn), serving the Su Lord (Riri) and living often."

Laughing, that smile seems to be showing some status, Hu Yanjue's (emotion) is not afraid of Yan Ming at all, but like a cat teasing a mouse, the words are playing back and forth.

"You are naturally noble as the general of Jiang Guo (身shēn), but it is also in Jiang State that you have such power, as for the affairs of the Su lord (身shēn) side (情qing), you still need to ask me a little servant, and I hope that General Yan Ming knows this very well and does not cause unnecessary trouble to both sides."

When the first half of the words fell, Hu Yanjue raised his eyes, and his upward eyes were half-squinted, making it impossible to see what the god (emotion) in his eyes was.

"General Yan Ming should understand what he means, if the general wants to send the letter to the hands of the Su Lord and complete the task assigned by His Majesty Jiang Guo, please present the letter."

Saying that, Hu Yanjue stretched out his hand again and signaled Yan Ming to hand over the letter to him obediently, otherwise, let alone send the letter, it would be difficult to even go back alive.

In the eyes of others, Su Zhixi's voice came from the tent, and there seemed to be a trace of suppressed hatred in the cold voice, although it was minimal, Hu Yanjue still felt it.

A letter, placed on the table.

Su Zhixi glanced at herself on the envelope, and a sneer appeared on the corner of her lips, and the meaning of that smile was self-deprecating and bloodthirsty (yinyin) cold.

Jade hand gently opened the envelope, looking at the content written on the white paper and black letters, every word and sentence was so familiar.

Familiar tone, familiar diction, familiar concern, familiar all.

But all the familiarity is so strange at this moment.

In a letter, the (emotion) that is to be expressed between the lines is unreservedly cathartic, but Su Zhixi is happy, and the laughter is becoming more and more intense ((swing dàng) dàng) between heaven and earth.

No one knew what was written in the letter, but they heard the laughter coming from the tent, and everyone shivered when they heard it.

"Lord Su's heart (Qingqing) is unhappy!"

"Isn't this nonsense, reading the letter written by my ex-husband, will my heart (affection) be happy?"

"Also, I was hurt by the person who has a heart (love), and now that person writes a letter to show off, but anyone who has a heart (情qing) will feel bad."

"Have you seen Lord Su's ex-husband?"

"Where are I going to see my special mother, six years ago, we were all in the customs without returning."

"Yes!"

Lijiang Han Qing and the others, you look at me, I look at you, and they all guessed what the content of the letter Jiang Moyi wrote to Su Zhu, so that Su Zhu's heart (Qingqing) would be so bad after reading the letter.

"Monk, why don't you go in and enlighten Master Su?"

Han Qing was worried that something would happen to Su Zhixi, and thought that he would ask the monk to tell Su Zhixi about Buddhism, in case any sentence hit the heart of Lord Su, it was impossible to say that Lord Su's heart (Qing) might be better.

It has become a law that the two armies are fighting each other, but for them, this law of dogs is completely useless.

As long as Lord Su is unhappy, even if he kills Yan Ming, he will die after all, it is just the difference between early death and late death.

The wind blowing on the border is blowing on the face, and the boredom mixed with yellow sand is constantly floating ((swing dàng) dàng) between heaven and earth.

Maybe it was a moment, maybe a hundred years, Yan Ming finally put the letter in Hu Yanjue's hands.

"General Ben will wait outside the city gate, I bother you to tell Su Zhixi, and when she reads the letter and comes out to meet with General Ben, General Ben has something important to say to her."

"Impossible, the general should please go back."

Once again, he rejected Yan Ming outright, and Hu Yanjue turned around (shēn) to leave without looking back, and ordered the city gate to be closed.

Faced with Hu Yanjue's arrogant attitude, Yan Ming half-squinted his eyes, and the murderous aura in his eyes appeared, but in the end, he forcibly suppressed it and sat on the horse and waited for Su Zhixi to appear.

On the other side, Hu Yanjue stood in front of the camp tent with a letter.

"Master Su, if you don't want to read this letter, Jue will burn it."

"Bring it."

"The Dharma of the poor monk is useful to others, but it is not worth mentioning in front of Lord Su."

The monk said he couldn't do anything about it.

The monk is a person who has come over, and he understands the heart-rending feeling, and naturally understands the (emotion) that Lord Su expressed when he saw the letter.

(End of chapter)

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