The four side peaks of the Spring and Autumn Academy, Lingxiao, Shuoming, Qionghua, and Rizhao, among which Shuoming Peak is the most precipitous and the highest.

In this regard, Xia Sheng did not feel that Hu Shuo was occupying the magpie's nest, after all, Hu Shuo was also the vice president of the academy, and he just wanted to ask Hu Shuo a question in person.

When he was in Sunset Valley that day, Hu Shuo told Xia Sheng in a conclusive manner that after all, he was the vice president of the Spring and Autumn Academy, and that the interests of the academy should be the most important thing in everything, and even if Tang Zi died, he would become the last barrier in front of those who coveted the mountain.

However, now that he is facing the bullying of the Adjudication Department and the Criminal Department, why didn't he show up!

Where is his oath?

Where is his arrogance!

From the main peak of Buju Mountain to the summit of Shuoming Peak, Xia Sheng only took three breaths.

He didn't even bring Shen Jiang and Poor Sang, he came alone with his sword, and when he landed, he didn't even step out of the ground.

As Academician Zhou said, Hu Shuo was indeed on Shuoming Peak, but to Xia Sheng's surprise, Hu Shuo was not alone.

The one standing beside Hu Shuo at this time was not the prince Xia Sheng wanted to find, but an old man with a smile on his face and a leaning body.

This person, of course Xia Sheng knew, or more precisely, he had met twice.

The first time was when the academy was recruiting, Xia Sheng saw him standing on the left and right of Emperor Jin.

The second time was when Xia Sheng entered the palace to face the saint in order to report the funeral for thousands of miles, and happened to meet him on the way to the imperial study.

It is also an important reason why Qin Xiaohua asked Xia Sheng to rush back to the Spring and Autumn Academy.

Zhao Gonggong.

Xia Sheng had imagined countless times where this Zhao Gong Guild was hiding, waiting for the news of the Heaven Sacrifice Ceremony, maybe it was the Hidden Soldier Pavilion, maybe it was the Field of Hope, and maybe even in the back mountain, but he never thought that he would appear in Shuoming Peak and appear by Hu Shuo's side.

Seeing Xia Sheng coming through the air, Zhao Gonggong was obviously more surprised than Hu Shuo, but this surprise only lasted for a short time, and then it all turned into a close smile.

"It turned out to be Lord Xiao Xia, forgive the old slave for being clumsy, why haven't I seen him for a few months, but I always feel that Lord Xiao Xia has matured a lot. ”

Xia Sheng bowed slightly: "I didn't expect that Gonggong Zhao was here." ”

While speaking, Xia Sheng walked forward slowly, but he didn't salute Hu Shuo, because he didn't need to ask anything, he already understood the reason why Hu Shuo had never stepped down Shuoming Peak since the mountain was closed.

He even further guessed that the suppression of the Spring and Autumn Academy might also be part of Emperor Jin's layout.

If he was really buried in the Heaven Sacrifice Ceremony, if it weren't for Qin Xiaohua's keen eyes, who would have thought that Gonggong Zhao was originally in the Spring and Autumn Academy?

Even if it was really thought of, who could hurt Zhao Gonggong by half a point under the personal escort of Hu Shuo, a venerable powerhouse?

The prince is in the Spring and Autumn Academy.

Zhao Gonggong is also in the Spring and Autumn Academy.

In this way, Emperor Jin has really arranged everything after his death.

If it weren't for Qin Xiaohua's existence, I'm afraid that just waiting for the news of the emperor's death at the Heaven Sacrifice Ceremony to reach Buju Mountain, Zhao Gonggong would be able to immediately take out the imperial decree and crown the crown prince under the witness of Hu Shuo.

So at the beginning of the Heaven Sacrifice Ceremony, Emperor Jin wanted to kill Qin Xiaohua.

It's a pity that this eternal emperor is still too confident after all, or too conceited, when he found out that the demon emperor he feared the most was just a dawn, he thought that he was invincible in the whole world.

Therefore, he did not kill Qin Xiaohua at all costs in the first place.

When he was about to kill Qin Xiaohua, he met Mu Chenyi.

The only Mu Chenyi who was willing to give birth to a sword for Xia.

It's all late.

Xia Sheng already knew in advance that Hu Shuo would be in Shuoming Peak and Zhao Gong would be in the Spring and Autumn Academy, so his surprise was naturally not as good as the two opposite.

Compared with Zhao Gonggong's control of his emotions, Hu Shuo, even as a dignified powerhouse, couldn't help but exclaim: "You are still alive!"

Xia Sheng didn't answer, because after Zhao's father-in-law appeared, Hu Shuo's existence was meaningless.

He just pressed his palm on the hilt of Haoran's sword slowly, and said openly to Zhao Gong: "Since Zhao Gonggong is here, then presumably His Majesty's imperial decree is also here, right?"

When the words fell, the smile on Gonggong Zhao's face froze slightly, and then he said suspiciously: "The old slave doesn't understand what Lord Xiaoxia is talking about." ”

Xia Sheng didn't have time to detour with the other party, and said bluntly: "Your Majesty has already died in Changbai Mountain. ”

Hearing this, Zhao Gonggong and Hu Shuo's eyes changed drastically, but this time, Hu Shuo reacted faster, he directly pulled out his long sword, and shouted to Xia Sheng: "Xia Jiaoxi, what do you want to do!"

Xia Sheng looked at the unbearable tears in Zhao Gonggong's eyes, as well as the grief on his face, shook his head, and sighed softly: "Zhao Hao will not become a good emperor, so I can't let you pass on the edict." ”

"Bold!" Hu Shuo pulled Zhao Gonggong, who was a little vain in his steps, behind him, with a horizontal sword in front of him, looking at Xia Sheng with a strange gaze.

This time, Xia Sheng finally looked at Hu Shuo, and then the surging sword qi in his body jumped out.

"If only Dean Hu is the only one guarding Gonggong Zhao today, I'm afraid you won't be able to stop me. ”

The azure blue martial pattern on Xia Sheng's wrist made Hu Shuo's eyes hurt a little, his eyes were full of shock, and he muttered, "Wuzun...... This, how can it be ......"

Xia Sheng didn't draw his sword, because he knew that Hu Shuo was not his opponent at all, so he just continued: "Gonggong Zhao should know very well what His Majesty's death means, I can tell you without concealing that in the battle of Changbai Mountain, Emperor Yunyin and the Sword Saint were also severely injured, I am afraid that it will be difficult to reach the peak again without a hundred years of recovery, but the Demon Emperor was able to survive!"

"Next, if my expectations are correct, the demon clan army will soon cross the Shuo River and invade my Dajin River, and it is hard to say whether the grassland people will tear up the Changyan Alliance, because Nalan Yuan and Nalan Zhuo also died at the ceremony of sacrificing to the sky, and the barbarian king Cangshan did not go to the appointment this time, who dares to ensure that the barbarians have not crossed the Yin Mountain now?"

"So, if Zhao Hao ascends the throne next, we all know what will happen, I'm afraid Da Jin will die! Zhao Gonggong, now the responsibility of the rise and fall of the country is in your hands, I hope you don't make the wrong choice!"

Xia Sheng's words were by no means false, which made Hu Shuo's hand holding the sword begin to tremble slightly, but he still stood in front of Gonggong Zhao, and never retreated!

But Xia Sheng's words were not originally meant for Hu Shuo.

So in the next moment, the tearful Zhao Gonggong took the initiative to stand up from behind Hu Shuo, his face was no longer the same smile as always, replaced by endless sorrow, he stretched out his trembling and thin palm, took out a roll of yellow silk and a piece of jade from his arms, and gently put it on the ground.

That is the will of Emperor Jin, and the jade seal of the country!

Seeing this, Hu Shuo's face immediately sank.

But it's a pity that before Hu Shuo could open his mouth to dissuade him, Zhao Gonggong suddenly pulled out a short dagger from his sleeve and swung it towards his neck.

With a cluster of beautiful blood flowers blooming from the air, Zhao Gonggong closed his eyes with tears, but the corners of his mouth flashed with that familiar smile, and he was martyred. (To be continued.) )