A stone house in the eastern suburbs of the imperial capital. A gray-robed man emerges from an underground vault. Slowly out of the stone house. He looked up at the snowflakes falling from the sky. The corners of his lips gradually evoked a wicked sneer.

The gray-robed man wears a half-iron mask on his face. The exposed half of the face looks handsome and handsome. It's just that. Slightly pale. It seems to stay in the dark all year round. No sunlight in sight. The Darkiron mask covered half of his face. The expression on half of his face looked overly treacherous. Especially with the weird and evil sneer on the corner of his mouth. It made the expression on half of his face more and more treacherous. Exudes cold air. Give somebody the creeps.

The expression on his face. The wicked smile at the corner of his mouth. In this cold winter of heavy snowfall. Composed of a cold and treacherous picture.

The gray-robed man sneered silently. His eyes flashed with cruelty and wickedness. A cold and bloodthirsty cold light. Mu Juechen.. I'm afraid you won't even think of it until you die. You're going to have a day like that.

A generation of God of War. Iron General. Foresight. Good at strategy. Fortune Maintenance. Nothing is missing. And how. Even so. He is not the same in his hands. Just get rid of him. He had no worries. As long as the Huang Dynasty does not have General Zhenwei. Without him, he admired the dust. Then he is not in this world.

He once said. With him, there would be no him. With him, there is no admiration for the dust. One mountain still does not tolerate two tigers. And besides...... Both of them. There is only one left alive in the world. It's not that he died of death. It's his death. Whereas. This world. He's going to decide.

The gray-robed man reached out and grabbed a handful. Of course nothing was caught. Only the cold space of his hand was held between his hands. He burst out laughing. As long as you get rid of Mu Juechen, a fierce enemy. Successfully won the world. Until then. The whole world is his. It's not just what he wants.

Including that elegant ice beauty... Palace Master of the Hundred Flowers Palace. The one he's been chasing in secret for so many years. But I never got it. Don't even dare to appear in front of her. The woman standing in front of her. She's so noble. So arrogant. As...... Wouldn't be anyone. A cold woman who puts everything in her eyes. The woman who haunted him.

In order to get her. He spent so much effort. Exhausting scheming. He did not hesitate to be the enemy of a generation of war god Zhenwei general Mu Jiechen. Just to get her. For her. He is willing to hide his edge. Willing to hide in the darkness. Just for one day...... To be qualified to stand in front of her. Announce to the whole world. She is the palace master of the Hundred Flowers Palace is his woman. He's going to give her the best of everything in the world. Let her be the most honorable woman in the world. Let her be her woman. Be his queen.

Of course. Not now. He endured it for so many years. Just for that day to come. Now. That day is getting closer and closer. How could he care about waiting a few more days?

The gray-robed man smiled silently. He slowly opened his palm. Gently blow into the palm of your hand. Said coldly: "Come out."

A man in black came out from behind a rock. He bowed his head and said respectfully: "My subordinates see the door master." That's right. This gray-robed man is the master of the Tang Sect.

"What is the matter of coming to see this seat at this time? You don't want to stay in the imperial capital. Run back and do something." The gray-robed man slashed his sleeves. He shouted coldly.

Cold Wind Hunting. Blowing up his gray robe. He blows his robe to the fullest. Hunting sounds. His face was expressionless. The eyes are crossed by the color of the shadow. Sharp eyes stared coldly at the two men in black in front of him. His face was gloomy. The whole body exudes a cold and cold aura.

"The master of the door. According to the information found by the subordinates. General Zhenwei's Mansion has been seized. Although it has not been sealed yet. But. Outside the Zhenwei General's Mansion is heavily guarded by the Praetorian Guard. Mrs. Mu Lao has been placed under house arrest. The emperor has severed all contact with the outside world in the Zhenwei General's Mansion."

"Oh." The master of the Tang Sect let out a soft sigh. sneered: "The execution of the general of the town army is here."

"Yes. It's already down." The man in black said respectfully: "The emperor has issued an order. After the Lantern Festival, the decision was made. January 16 at the West Gate Phoenix Terrace...... Execution at noon."

"Phoenix Terrace .......," the Tang Sect Master muttered and repeated. It's not a smile. Said: "The emperor really looks down on him as General Zhenwei. Phoenix Terrace. Hahaha......" he burst out laughing. Laughter is wicked. Arrogant.

"The Door Master." The man in black lowered his head and shouted.

"Hmm." The laughter of the master of the Tang Sect gradually slowed down. Said with a smile: "Phoenix Terrace is used for the royal nobles who have committed serious crimes and capital crimes. And he Zhenwei General ......" The master of the Tang Sect paused slightly. The tone was not without sarcasm: "I really don't know what the emperor thinks in his heart. Har....... maybe. This was the last favor of the old emperor to his general Zhenwei. Even to die. Let him die honorably too."

"The master of the door. Then our plan ......."

"This news is somewhat true. Reliable." Sure enough. The Tang Sect Master, who has always been suspicious, unsurprisingly asked this sentence. He has always been cautious and careful. I can't be completely sure. He won't do it rashly.

The man in black nodded. "This message is absolutely reliable."

"Then......" the Tang Sect Master said in a deep voice, "Everything is going according to plan." His voice was cold. The light of his eyes burst out with a terrifying cold light.

"Yes." The man in black answered. Take the command and go.

The master of the Tang Gate stood with his hands in his hands. Looking at the pale sky. Look at the fluttering snow like catkins. The light of the eyes is unpredictable. Obscure. At last. The corners of his mouth hooked up with an inexplicable smile.

After the Lantern Festival......

So. He waited for the Lantern Festival to come. Finally....... he is getting closer and closer to success. Finally. Soon...... And he was able to get his wish. Whether it can be successful in one fell swoop. He'll see. He.. Looking forward to that day to come. The imperial court lost the god of war, General Zhenwei. Like a goshawk whose wings are snapped off; Just ask. How does a goshawk with broken wings soar in the sky? So. This cangza, with severed wings. Lost the Imperial City of the God of War. He's going to take it. It's going to be overwhelming.

Just take the Imperial City. That elegant woman belonged to him from then on. Owned the whole world. Why worry about her...... He refused to submit to him;

The master of the Tang Sect had a wishful thinking in his heart. A meaningful smirk gradually appeared on his face. The day he succeeded. Surely get rid of every man around her. Except for him. No one can stand by her side.

Male pet. Hum.

The pale lips of the Tang Gate Master were pursed. Gradually sliced into a cold line. Sneered. A low, cold voice spat out of his mouth. Word by word, he gritted his teeth and said: "Male pet. Mysterious male pet ....... this seat will surely make you die an ugly death."