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"What a sword. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info" He Lu stroked the sword with an intoxicated face, feeling the terrifying sword intent in it, and his mind was completely intoxicated with the world of kendo.

Although he hadn't been out for two days, he seemed to feel the passage of time and was completely immersed in his own world. Although he has practiced in the past, he has only just set foot in the day after tomorrow, and he has not yet comprehended the beauty of cultivation.

It wasn't until he obtained the sword that he discovered the beauty of his cultivation, the shallowness of his past, and the vulgarity of what he sought. Although the beauty is good, it is far worse than the way of the sword. Although the rights are wonderful, they are also lacking compared to the improvement of cultivation.

"Minister Wu Zixu, meet King Wu." Just when He Lu was immersed in his own world, Wu Zixu's voice came from outside the big tent.

"No, no." He Lu was intoxicated with the way of the sword, and said impatiently.

He is now completely immersed in the sword path of Tianwen Sword, where does he still have the heart to take care of Wu Zixu. He felt that he was only a little short of being able to comprehend the peerless sword path from it. Now Mo said that Wu Zixu was called, even if the army of Chu State came, he didn't bother to pay attention to it.

Outside the main account, Wu Zixu heard Lu Lu's impatient words, and his face sank instantly.

"Don't embarrass us, the king doesn't want to see you, so please go back." The guards guarding outside the big tent looked at Wu Zixu with a bitter face and said helplessly.

For Wu Zixu, they admired it very much in their hearts, it was this person who led the army of Wu State and entered the Yingdu of Chu State step by step. The most important thing is that as the guards of King Wu, they all know the importance that King Wu attaches to Wu Zixu.

In the face of such a very talented kingdom minister, none of them are stupid, where dare to give Wu Zixu a look.

Wu Zixu took a deep breath, threw off his robe, ignored the guards' obstruction, and directly lifted the curtain and walked in.

The highest cultivation of the guards is just stepping into the acquired realm, where can they stop an innate master like Wu Zixu. They saw Wu Zixu break into the big tent, their faces were pale and bloodless, and they shouted, "Your Excellency, you can't go in." ”

As soon as Wu Zixu stepped into the big tent, he saw He Lu stroking the Tianwen Sword from the Dao Ancestor with an intoxicated face. The thought in his heart turned sharply, and before he could speak, he bowed down and bowed: "King Qiqi, three days are about to pass. If the king intends to attack Yingdu, please return the sword to Daozu. ”

When He Lu saw Wu Zixu who broke in, his face immediately sank. Before he could speak, he heard Wu Zixu persuade him to return the sword.

He suddenly stood up angrily, holding the Tianwen Sword tightly in his right hand, on which the sword was more than three feet long, tearing the air and making a heart-stopping hiss, and shouted loudly: "This sword is a widow, and no one can take it." ”

Wu Zixu looked at the Tianwen Sword, which had a sword qi of more than three feet, his eyes flashed with surprise, with his innate realm of cultivation, it was reasonable to have this kind of sword qi. But He Lu had just stepped into the acquired realm, how could he have such a strong sword qi?

Although he was strange in his heart, his face did not show the slightest clue, and he looked directly at the angry eyes of Lu Lu and said flatly: "This sword belongs to the Dao Ancestor." ”

He Lu was stunned for a moment, his face was full of nervousness, his right hand clenched the Tianwen sword, the green tendons on it jumped, and shouted: "Dao Ancestor has a word, this sword has been given to the widow, how can you say it without trust." ”

"Since the king accepted the gift of the Dao Ancestor, why did he return Chen Bingyingdu. The king is untrustworthy first, how can he complain about the ancestors' words and not be trustworthy. Wu Zixu saw He Lu's nervous expression, but relaxed. He stood up straight, looked directly at He Lu and said indifferently.

The light in his eyes flickered, he looked directly at Wu Zixu's face, and suddenly laughed and said: "Okay, you are a soldier, the widow is the one who collects the army, why do you need to tease Yu Gu." ”

He hadn't reacted at first, but in the end, he was a generation of heroes, and after he calmed down, he understood what Wu Zixu meant. From beginning to end, he had only one purpose, and that was to persuade himself to withdraw his troops.

Wu Zixu smiled and didn't argue, and said with a smile: "The minister's little trick can't be hidden from the king's eyes. ”

"You." He Lu shook his head and said with a smile: "Pass on the order of the widow, and temporarily retreat three hundred miles." ”

"Wechen obeys." Wu Zixu smiled and bowed back, his goal had been achieved, and there was no need to continue to stay. There is a way that is too much, and he still thinks deeply about the degree of it.

An hour later, the Wu army began to retreat without hurry.

The scouts of the state of Chu hung far behind the Wu army, and watched the Wu army leave the range of Yingdu step by step from a distance of more than ten miles, for fear that they were just pretending to leave and lure the Chu army into being deceived.

Two days later, the news that the Wu army had evacuated all the way for hundreds of miles came back to Yingdu, and there was laughter and laughter in the capital of Chu State. The King of Chu secretly breathed a sigh of relief, although he felt a little sorry for Dao Ancestor's favor and used it like that, he also knew that this was already the best result.

Yin and Yang family, the temple of the Eastern Emperor Taiyi.

In the main hall of the temple, Mo Chen and Yue Linglong were playing Go by the pond in the main hall, looking unmoved by external objects.

Mo Chen's eyes stared at the chessboard, his brows furrowed slightly, and only a white piece fell in the middle of the sound.

Yue Linglong glanced at the chessboard, and the white son was gone, and she would be swallowed by her sunspot at any time. She glanced at Mo Chen, who didn't belong to her heart, casually threw the chess pieces on the chessboard, completely disrupted the good game of chess, and said calmly: "You are restless, don't play this chess." ”

Mo Chen shook his head with a wry smile and asked unwillingly: "Sister Fengwu's situation, there is really no cure. ”

"Their sisters were brutally trained in their early years, and the five elements of yin and yang in their bodies had already been damaged by drugs, if it weren't for the fact that Zixiao Palace is a rare blessed land in the world, they would have died a long time ago." Yue Linglong's voice was flat, as if she was not talking about two lives, but inconsequential little things.

She has lived for more than a few days now, not to mention the female slaves who have been professionally trained like the Fengwu sisters, even more perverted and tragic things, and she has seen a lot.

For those great nobles, there is nothing in this world that they can't think of, and there is nothing they won't do. She has seen too many of this kind of things, and she can't afford to have any waves in her heart.

Mo Chen was silent for a long time, sighed and said, "How long do they have time?" ”

"Even with a blessed place like Zixiao Palace, they can live for another twenty years at most." Yue Linglong's voice did not fluctuate in the slightest, and replied lightly.

"Twenty years." When Mo Chen heard this, he was silent for a long time and never spoke again.

People are not plants and trees, who can be ruthless. He and Sister Feng Wu have been sleeping together for forty-five years, how can they have no feelings for the two. Forty-five years was already longer than the years before he entered the reincarnation space.

In his heart, the two are already his wife and family, not two dispensable slave girls.

"Everyone in the world says that immortality is good, and there are a few people who understand the pain of immortality. Ha ha. Mo Chen sat there for a long time, and suddenly laughed with tears in his eyes.

He now suddenly understood why in myths and legends, immortals always seemed unapproachable and indifferent. It's not that they don't have feelings, but they don't dare to have them, mortals have a short lifespan of old age, sickness and death, and once they have feelings, they are destined to be nothing more than a painful parting.

"Mortals are born in old age, sickness and death, which is the cycle of heaven and earth. If you don't become an immortal, you can't live forever, and we may not be like this in the future. "Yue Linglong's eyes are faint, like two purple crystals that can absorb people's souls.

She stared directly into the void in a daze, and there was a little more emotion and melancholy in her voice. If one day, Liuli and the others go by themselves, what kind of mood will they have?

Yue Linglong's voice fell, and the hall was completely silent, and no one spoke again.

That night, Mo Chen left the temple and returned to Zixiao Palace with a butterfly dream.

For twenty years, he has never stepped out of Zixiao Palace again. In the past 20 years, Yue Linglong and the others have come to Zixiao Palace several times, the longest time they have lived in Zixiao Palace for half a year, and the shortest time they have stayed for less than half a month.

Time flies, in 487 BC, Feng Wu, who was more than eighty years old at the time, fell completely ill because of a wind cold.