The 500,000 army was wiped out in Dahuangcheng.

This is almost all the family background of the Cui family, but Cui Ting put it into the fire.

Although he himself survived, this could not change the current situation of the Cui family being unable to move an inch under the attack of the Qiu family and the Jiang family.

There are eight states in Great Xia, which are named Yan, Qi, Liao, Jing, Yong, Ying, Henan, and Long.

The national teacher of the Great Xia royal family, who did not know the life and death, once said that the eight states of Great Xia had only half of the fiefs.

The implication is that the Great Xia royal family has to hold the land of the four states in their own hands no matter what. Jingzhou is the fief of Qiu Jianping of the Qiu family, Yongzhou is the fief of the ministers of Jiangjia Jiang, Longzhou is the fief of Cui Ting, and Liaozhou is divided among the princes. The remaining Great Xia royal families of the four states are firmly in their hands, and even if they have great merit, they will never be rewarded.

For the ambitious Qiu Jiang family, they are no longer satisfied with the only fiefdom, they want to go further, and the best way is naturally to completely defeat the current Cui family.

So in the past few days, the court impeached Cui Ting in the Great Yellow City defeated, and the funeral of 500,000 Xia troops was handed up like snowflakes, although Li Yulin, as the emperor of Great Xia, has not yet expressed his position, but a dull atmosphere of mountain rain is about to come and the wind is full of buildings has been shrouded in the Henghuang City, the capital of Great Xia.

After the morning court, Cui Ting, who had a gloomy face, returned to his mansion with a frown, and he didn't pay attention to anyone. When he returned home, he carried two jars of wine and shut himself up in the house alone. When everyone saw him like this, they didn't dare to touch the head of this national pillar, and they all put down the things in their hands that they were anxious to report to him.

Cui Ting, who closed the door, opened the wine jar and drank it on his back, the wine slid down the corners of his mouth, soaking through his clothes, but he didn't care, and still poured all the good wine from a large jar into his mouth. But because I was in too much of a hurry, nearly half of the wine in this jar was spilled.

If Chu Qiuli, who was addicted to alcohol, saw this scene, he would inevitably sigh for a while, Cui Dazhu violently sent heavenly things.

After drinking a jar of fine wine, Cui Ting threw the jar of wine in his hand and smashed it to the ground, as if he wanted to vent the resentment in his heart completely.

It's a pity that after doing this, the look on Cui Guozhu's face did not improve in any way, the indignation dissipated at that time, and the gloom and sadness rose to his eyebrows, and his body collapsed on the ground at that time as soon as he became weak.

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Lord Kunizhu locked himself in his house for several hours, from noon until it was getting dark, and he did not communicate with everyone except for a few times when he was asked to bring wine.

The strategists of the Guozhu Mansion were holding the informants from all over the place, and they were as anxious as ants on a hot pot, and they wanted to hand them over to Cui Ting for decision, but they were scolded by the drunken Cui Ting every time.

Even these cronies who have followed Cui Ting for many years felt a sense of powerlessness that the building was about to collapse.

Qiu Jiang's two families have made up their minds to make the Cui family never turn over, which is the day when Cui Ting is drunk, and I don't know how many impeachment folds have been handed over. At that time, when you looked at me and I looked at you, most of them had the idea of finding another way.

The truth that this tree is falling and scattering is the same in ancient times.

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No matter how stupid Cui Ting is, he was once a figure above 10,000 people under Daxia, how could he not see through the careful thinking of those people under him.

It's not that he doesn't want to care, he knows that he doesn't.

How vast is the land of a state? I don't know how many people in Daxia are coveting this Cui family's Longzhou at the moment. How many people are waiting for this day to come down to the well and get a piece of the pie. Without the 500,000 army, the Cui family is like an old man with tens of thousands of family fortunes, and he has no spare strength to fight against those robbers who are eyeing him.

The court has one fold after another, but what can Cui Ting do? He is now a lamb to the slaughter, waiting for the wolves to discuss how to divide the fat on his body, and then he will be eaten clean from the inside out.

It's not that he doesn't want to do anything, it's that he knows that what he's doing now is futile.

Unless he can conjure up hundreds of thousands of troops, or break through the Great Yan Realm in front of him and ascend to the realm of immortals. And it is no exaggeration to say that these two are difficult to compare.

Thinking of this, Cui Ting smiled self-deprecatingly, picked up the wine glass in front of him and drank it down.

This was the seventh jar of wine he had drunk today, and his head was a little dizzy, and the scene in front of him began to become blurry.

Suddenly, a cold wind blew open the window of the door, extinguishing the candle on the desk.

The room suddenly became pitch black.

"Even you came to bully me. Cui Ting muttered drunkenly, but in the end he had to stand up, staggered to the candlestick, and tried to light the candle with the flint on the side.

But perhaps because he drank too much, he tried seven or eight times before he succeeded.

He looked at the flickering candle flame again, a satisfied and crazy smile appeared on his drunken and hazy face, he staggered out his hand, pointed to the candlestick, and said seriously: "You give me a good light, if you dare to extinguish it again, the national pillar will be ordered to be beheaded." ”

After saying this, Cui Ting seemed to enjoy the taste of being arrogant and arrogant, and the crazy smile on his face was a little thicker at that time.

"The dignified Lord of the National Pillar, now he has fallen to the point of being a powerful man with a candle, it is really ridiculous, it is really ridiculous. ”

But at this moment, a sneer suddenly sounded from behind him.

Cui Ting suddenly felt a thrill when he heard this, and hurriedly turned around.

But I saw a figure standing behind him.

The figure was wrapped in a black robe, and a pair of scarlet eyes glowed with an eerie light under the hood, standing there like a ghost.

"Who are you?" Cui Ting's drinking intention was half awake at that time, and his body subconsciously took a step back, opening a distance between himself and the figure that he thought was safe. And the shock welling up in my heart is even more incomprehensible.

He is a real Great Yan Realm monk, although because he drank a little wine, his reaction was not as usual, but not everyone can suddenly appear in this National Pillar Mansion without a trace. Therefore, a faint hostility surged into Cui Ting's heart, and he secretly wondered if it would be the killers sent by those enemies to take his life.

"Why should Lord Guozhu be alarmed, he is not the enemy of Guozhu below, on the contrary...", the man said, his voice a little hoarse. And his hand stretched out at that time, and removed the hood that was placed on the top of his head, revealing the pale, handsome, but somewhat immature face underneath. "I'm a friend of Kunizu-sama. ”

Cui Ting was stunned, what he could be sure of was that this black-robed man could appear in the Guozhu Mansion silently, so he must have a cultivation that was not lower than that of the Great Yan Realm, but the other party was so young, which was really much beyond Cui Ting's expectations.

Therefore, he was stunned for a long time before he came back to his senses, "What do you mean?"

When he asked this, the vigilant gaze in his eyes did not disperse, after all, he could sit in the position of the national pillar in Great Xia, how could he let down his guard because of the other party's words, if he was really like this, I am afraid that he would have died in some unknown corner long ago, and what would he have achieved today.

The man smiled when he heard this, and didn't seem to care about the vigilance in Cui Ting's eyes.

"I heard that Lord Guozhu has not been doing well recently, so I came to help Guozhu get through this difficulty. ”

"Help me get through this?" Cui Ting was stunned again when he heard this, and then burst out laughing.

"Haha! Help me get through this difficult situation? Do you know what I, Cui Ting, are facing now? Even if he Li Yulin wants to protect me, he may not be able to protect me! What are you? Can you help me?" After that, he burst out laughing as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world, and he looked a little crazy.

But the person who came was still indifferent to Cui Ting in the face of this.

He opened his mouth and said calmly: "300,000 flesh body cultivators of the Third Realm Vajra Realm, I wonder if this number of elite troops can help Cui Guozhu?"

The crazy smile on Cui Ting's face suddenly retracted at that time, he looked at the black-robed man with deep eyes, squinted his eyes and asked, "What did you say?"

Even though he had tried his best to look calm enough, his lips that quivered up and down when he asked this had already exposed his churning heart.

The black-robed man seemed to have expected Cui Ting's reaction, and he squinted his eyes and looked the man in front of him up and down at that time.

His description was sloppy, his hair was disheveled, his clothes were covered with wine stains, and he even smelled of alcohol all over his body. The black-robed man smiled and asked rhetorically, "Lord Guozhu thinks that there is anything else worth deceiving about you like this?"

"......" Cui Ting's face was ugly when he heard this, he lowered his head and was silent, although he didn't want to admit it, but he had to admit that he was nothing now, as long as those jackals who were eyeing him carved up Longzhou, which the Cui family had worked so hard to manage, then he, the vain Great Xia National Pillar, could not be compared to the Taishou of a small border city.

"Is this true?" Cui Ting was silent for a long time, and finally raised his head after a long time, gritted his teeth and asked with a complicated expression.

"Naturally, take it seriously. The black-robed man replied almost at the same time he asked the question. At the end, he added: "As long as Cui Guozhu nods, in three days, these 300,000 troops will appear in Longzhou for Lord Guozhu to deploy." ”

After the black-robed man said this, he squinted his eyes and looked straight at the middle-aged man with a decadent expression in front of him with a faint smile. The aura around him was condensed, but with an aura that made people chill from the bottom of their hearts. It's like the charming mind of the barren mountains and mountains, and the ghosts that hook people's souls.

Cui Ting was under the gaze of the black-robed man, and he felt a little uncomfortable for some reason.

Grunt.

He swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and after a moment asked, "What is the price, what do you want from me?"

Cui Ting naturally wouldn't believe that there could be a pie falling from the sky in this world, and the other party could give such a big bargaining chip as 300,000 elites, so how huge should the thing he asked for be?

The black-robed man smiled faintly when he heard this.

"Cui Guozhu really thinks that you still have room for bargaining? You just need to know that no matter what, the situation will not be worse than now, at least your position as the national pillar can be kept, and Longzhou, which your family master has been running for generations, can be safe, and even as long as Lord Guozhu is more sensible, it is not impossible to go further. ”

The black-robed man's words undoubtedly touched Cui Ting's heart, and he fell silent again at that time.

It wasn't until a long time later that he asked bitterly, "Then can I know who you really are?"

The black-robed man smiled again, his scarlet eyes lit up, and his pale lips opened slightly.

"Senluo Palace, Liu Sheng. ”