Qi Yuan closed his eyes and forcibly held back the tears from falling, Mi Tian is such a person, his determination is like his fierce loyalty. Qi Yuan put down the sword and asked Zhang Shu to get up, he glanced at what Zhang Shu wanted to say but didn't say after all. Zhang Shu is no stranger to meeting with King Qi often, and he is not restrained and nervous in this Minghe Palace, just like in the General's Mansion.

The matter of Mitian leaving is always coming, and the young general he has cultivated has not yet reached the point of Mitian, and Mitian is unique. He is a natural general, and there is no such general on this continent, but Qi Yuan has never known Mitian's heart.

In the days of the General's Mansion, Mi Tian regretted this very much, his good thoughts that flashed that day turned out to be a big mistake, if it weren't for that trace of good thoughts, the country of Qi would not be so shaky. It's not that he doesn't believe in his own king, it's just that he lost an arm as soon as he left the king of Qi, which was always because of himself.

Countless nights are full of guilt, killing so many enemies, and there has never been a trace of soft-heartedness like that day.

One wrong step, one wrong step, all Mitian can do is to write down his skills and pass them on to the King of Qi to the world.

"Zhang Shu, the imperial tomb has left him a piece of land, you can help arrange it. Qi Yuan closed his eyes and said that he had accepted this fact, and being buried in the imperial tomb could be regarded as a reward for him, right?

Qi Yuan had been arranging this matter for a long time, and even if Mi Tian didn't leave now, there would still be a place for him there.

Zhang Shu's salute said: "King, the general said that if he dies, burn his ashes and throw them into the desert." ”

Hearing Zhang Shu's words, Qi Yuan's brows twitched, it was the first time he heard such a request, this is a country where all corpses are left when they die. What kind of logic and thinking did he ask himself to burn him to ashes and throw his ashes into the desert?

Qi Yuan couldn't understand it, but in order to respect this lifelong friend who was fighting for him, he would definitely respect his decision.

Zhang Shu always came in a hurry when he came to the palace, and he didn't stay long.

It's going to be the New Year, and Duyi already has a strong New Year's flavor, but there are fewer people than before. Those who do business or work in the capital will return to their hometowns in advance to reunite with their families, and the general's mansion is in the east of the capital, and the cold wind is biting and particularly cold today. There were few pedestrians on the street, and Zhang Shu's carriage left the palace, and the carriage rolled over the bluestone slabs all the way to the east.

Luo Xue also left the Ming and Temple and returned to Qiongyuan, she wanted to tell Qi Yuan about Ke'er several times, but she couldn't help it, and now that the New Year was approaching, he didn't want the man in front of him to be distracted. However, Qi Yuan said that on the night of the Chinese New Year's Eve, he would reunite with the members of the royal family in the palace and let Qiongyuan's people also participate.

Zhang Shu's carriage kept moving forward, and the driver took him with no more than four people, and the carriage slowly moved forward in the city.

In addition to the moat, there is also a river that runs through the city from north to south, and a total of seven bridges are built over the river. To get to the General's Palace, you have to cross the fifth bridge, which is called the "main bridge", and there are not many buildings near the main bridge. As the carriage reached the main bridge, the driver suddenly reined in the horse, and the horse's hooves rose into the air and let out a long neighing sound.

The neighing of horses echoed in the air, mingling with the bitter cold wind, and rushed farther into the sky.

Zhang Shu's face changed slightly, and when the horse stopped, the voice of the coachman came from outside the car: "My lord, someone has blocked our way, it seems to be an assassin." ”

Hearing this, Zhang Shu opened the curtain of the car, and there were dozens of black-clothed masked people standing on the bridge, and Zhang Shu's face sank and he understood why these people came. The guards of the General's Mansion came out of the car to protect the driver, and the carriage was in the bridge at this time, and the carriage was chased and intercepted by the front and rear.

Zhang Shu is very calm, he has always been very careful, but he was careless at the end of the year, and he was followed and surrounded without even noticing. These assassins have sharp eyes, strong bodies, and even breathing, and they are masters of the house. The guards of the General's Mansion are still powerful, but in the face of so many masters, there is no chance of winning, Zhang Shu knows that the person who came must be trying to pry open the matter of the General's Mansion from his mouth.

Although there were many enemies on the other side, Zhang Shu and the four of them were not afraid at all, and they would not confide half a word if they died.

"Capture the people of the General's Mansion alive!" A cold voice sounded, Zhang Shu's heart trembled when he heard this, this person's kung fu is really unfathomable.

The voice was like a sharp sword through the void, and the voice was cold and not high-pitched, but it made Zhang Shu's ears tingle.

Zhang Shu got out of the car, and he didn't know when he had an extra long sword in his hand, and he held the sword in his hand. The cold light of the long sword flashed, Zhang Shu shook his hand, and the long sword also let out a hissing sound. Zhang Shu is a master of using swords, and many people in the General's Mansion learn twenty-four sword tricks like him, and Zhang Shu also teaches them without reservation.

Out of the crowd came an emaciated figure with his hands behind his back and a cold gaze.

"I heard that the General's Mansion Zhang Shu, the twenty-four sword tricks are very powerful, today I want to see how powerful these twenty-four moves are?" After speaking, he snapped his fingers, and the dozen or so assassins immediately rushed forward.

When the horse saw someone coming, he spread his hooves and rushed forward, and the crowd avoided the horse and killed Zhang Shu, who was really a master. The sword in his hand slashed through the air, and one person was cut throat and fell on the bridge, and Zhang Shu's whole person was shrouded in his own sword light.

When the horse rushed towards the emaciated leader, the man did not panic at all, and when the horse was about to approach, the man suddenly got up and slapped the horse. The horses let out a long, painful neigh, and the cart and the horse were slapped into the river by the leader, and the cart and the horse fell into the river and splashed countless waves.

Looking at the carriage and horse that fell into the river, the man's eyes became colder and colder, and he stood at the head of the bridge and still watched the battle in front of him with his hands behind his back. Blood flowed on the bridge, falling into the icy river through the cracks in the bridge, and the lake was covered with red blood like red peonies in full bloom.

The man watched the fight, and the murder in his eyes suddenly appeared, and the person in front of him seemed to disappoint him. Half of the more than ten masters he brought were dead, and the coachmen of the General's Mansion were better than these, and his hands behind his back were clenched into fists. He admired a sword master like Zhang Shu, but these people were loyal and couldn't be used by others, so the only way was to kill them.

The man stood at the head of the bridge with his eyes closed, and heard only the sound of swords clashing on the bridge, and the whirring of the cold wind blowing across the bridge deck.

Zhang Shu's entry into the palace today must be related to the General's Mansion, it should have happened very much, and he tried every means to know about the general's affairs, but not even a fly could fly in there. Finally, he thought of a way and seized an opportunity, which was to pry a crack from the rest of the people in the house.