It was night, a ghostly light crossed the sky, shooting into the distance at a very fast speed, so fast that people could not see clearly, there was no violent roar of the air, only a slight rustling sound, and the small ones blew like the cold wind at night, and no one would pay attention. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

At night, the mountain towns and forest villages are all locked with firewood doors, and the candlelight in the house is beating in the dim, not making a 'pop' explosion, but subtle with warmth, and the cold wind outside the house is blowing, whirring and blowing, and the haystacks and dead trees make a creaking sound. A ray of ghostly light streaked across the sky and galloped away.

There was a brightly lit city ahead, which was very visible under the cold windy night sky. There are few people on both sides of the street, and occasionally some non-returnees are wrapped in coats and wandering on the street, shivering in the cold wind, looking enviously at the brightly lit flower streets, and scantily clad women are coquettish at the door, waving to passers-by in a comical manner. Under the cold wind, the women's faces were pale from the cold in order to make a living, but these could not extinguish their enthusiasm.

These cities were either subjugated to the Fasian Empire or had no order, with only a few soldiers in the city maintaining order, and most of the army went to the imperial capital to rescue the monarch. A ray of light swept by, rolling up a slight whirlwind that disappeared in the blink of an eye.

This ray of gloom is the falcon that flew out of the hand of the dark sword, flying over many places along the way, never stopping, pointing directly at the target.

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In the imperial capital of China, in the 'Qingxin Palace', Jun Qianshan sat on the dragon chair, holding a scroll and watching, his eyes were not looking out of the window, he was a little anxious and a little expectant.

"The cold wind is Xiao Xiao and the night is not young, the wind is quiet, and people don't know. Alone in bed, one sleeps, sleepless. Jun Qianshan got up and stood in front of the window and groaned softly.

A ray of ghostly light streaked across the sky and came towards Junqian Mountain.

With a wave of his hand, the ghostly light floated in his hand, and an eagle falcon lay quietly in his hand, his body was a little stiff and cold, but he could think that this eagle falcon flew at high speed without rest.

Jun Qianshan's golden true qi shines in his hands, driving away the cold for the eagle falcon. Soon, the eagle falcon was full of life, chirped at Jun Qianshan, and flew into the sky.

Jun Qianshan opened the letter in his hand, "Young master, everything is as conjecture." The army of Xiaoyao City converged in the imperial capital, is it possible for Xiaoyao City to gather in Shura Haifang in the East China Sea?"

Jun Qianshan was overjoyed, and then frowned. "If I come to the imperial capital, it will certainly be beneficial to me, and it will not be a problem for the two armies to converge and destroy the Martin-fascist army. But this premise is that the heavens have never entered that realm, so it is mutually beneficial. Now that he has entered that peerless realm, if he is still like this, it must not be feasible. ”

After a pause, Jun Qianshan's brows furrowed, "Cang Jue is questioning me, now as long as he is alone, he can destroy a large army, so he wants to see if my Jun family has enough strength to lay the foundation of this hegemony with him." If it converges in the imperial capital, it is my monarch's family that loses, and it is clear who is the master and who is the second. ”

Jun Qianshan's face was red, and he laughed: "Haha...... I didn't expect the people of the Cang family to be so shrewd, Cang Wuwei was like this, and his son Cang Jue was still extremely smart. Good, good, good. ”

After thinking about it, Jun Qianshan stood in front of the case, and with a stroke of the pen on the white paper, several big characters of dragons flying and phoenixes dancing floated on the paper. "See you in the East China Sea Shura Haifang. Okay!" these words have no beginning or end, but the font is strong and powerful, and the pride is reappeared. Jun Qianshan believes that Cangjue can understand, if he can't understand it, then it is not Cangjue.

With a wave of his hand, a falcon slipped through the air and stood on top of its arm. Jun Qianshan folded the paper and put it in a bamboo tube, tied it to the falcon's feet, and stroked the falcon's feathers with a big hand. The falcon looked like it was enjoying it, and fell asleep.

Jun Qianshan's eyes flashed with light, his arm shook, and the eagle falcon shot into the night like a sharp arrow, and it was gone.

There was silence for a long time, "Someone, give the order, and stand by early tomorrow morning." Jun Qianshan's majestic voice came out, and someone outside the door whispered, and then strode away.

Then Jun Qianshan strode to one of the countless temples - the ancestral worship hall. The candlelight flickered, not making a 'pop' sound, the grease splashed away, and the fire flickered. In the gloomy hall, there are many spiritual seats of the ancestors of the Jun family above.

Jun Qianshan bowed respectfully to these spiritual positions and said, "Hengxu Continent, Jun Qianshan, the seventy-second generation of the Jun family, is here to disturb your ancestors, this is a helpless move. Someone provokes the majesty of the Jun family, the strength of the people is strong, I am not the enemy, I hereby respectfully ask the ancestors to take action, bless the prosperity of my Jun family. Then he told him everything.

The hall was quiet, only the beating and explosion of candlelight grease, and soon after, a loud voice came out, "We have accepted the order of Martin, and you can do it yourself for the rest of the soldiers." Then there was silence.

Jun Qianshan bowed respectfully again, "The clan grandson knows." After that, he withdrew from the main hall and went to plan his own plans.

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In the early morning, the frost fell, and the mountains and forests and the earth were covered with silver.

Shout......

A gloomy slurry fell into the sky, heading straight for a room.

A person dressed in black made a move, and the ghostly light was caught in his hand, and a smaller falcon kept pecking in his hand, which showed that this person had a very cordial relationship with the falcon, otherwise it would be impossible to make such a friendly action.

The man in black is the dark sword, the old man wrapped in black, only a pair of eyes are still black and white, like a ghost. Darksword stroked the falcon, removed the letter from the falcon's feet, and let the falcon fly.

At this moment, there was a knock at the door, knock knock.

"Please come in. The old man said in a hoarse voice.

A plump man walked into the house, saw that Darksword had gotten up, and said, "Senior, it's early." Let's go have breakfast. ”

"Little prince, you are also very early, the genius is slightly bright, you just get up and look at my old bones, the old man is tired of the little prince. Darksword looked at the Absolute Dao.

"It's a good habit for me to go to bed early and wake up early. What's more, there is a distinguished guest of the seniors today, and he has to get up to entertain him in person, lest the subordinates snub the seniors. Cang Jue smiled slightly. "Let's enjoy the light and eat together. There are no good ingredients to entertain the predecessors in the small place, and some characteristics are still there. Please also ask the seniors to comment. ”

"Okay, the old man tastes all the delicacies of the mountains and seas in the imperial capital all day long, and he is already tired of it. I don't know what special dishes the little prince has here. It can also satisfy cravings. Darksword sighed a little, as if there was nothing left in the world that could be eaten.

"I don't dare to say anything delicacies, small places can only be entered, hoeing day at noon! Cang Jue sighed. With a wave of his hand, he invited the Darksword to dinner.

The two of them came all the way to the dining hall, and the two sat down one after another. There was only a plate of pickles, a plate of peanuts, and a plate of chili sauce on the table. The staple food is two bowls of porridge and several flatbreads. There was also a pot of water.

"Senior, try it, this is our breakfast here, and I hope to be able to eat. Cang absolutely made a gesture of please with the dark sword.

"Then you're welcome. Darksword said and picked up the chopsticks and started eating, and said while eating: "Well, although these do not have the fragrance of the imperial capital's food, nor do they have the fancy of the imperial capital's food, but they make people eat it very appetizing." This dish of pickles with porridge is a delicacy in breakfast, which makes people have a great appetite, and this peanut rice, crispy, and cleanses the intestines. With flatbread and spicy sauce, it makes people not tired, and it is very proper to take care of it, En'en, is there any?"

"Yes, yes, somebody, a few more breakfasts. Cang Jue clapped his hands and called for his subordinates. A few strong men came in with a few breakfasts, for the inhabitants of the city had moved elsewhere at the beginning of the war, and the soldiers had made cameos.

Cang Jue also ate it, and the two of them swept down the breakfast of more than a dozen people, as cultivators, the amount of food was many times larger than that of ordinary people.

After a while of eating and drinking, both of them touched their bellies, "It's so full." The two of them spoke out loud and laughed.

"Little prince, he is also a man of temperament. Darksword laughed.

"If we cultivators pay attention to the etiquette of people and eat and chew slowly, won't we be no different from the people of the world? Cang Jue also smiled.

"Little Wangye, it is really different from ordinary people, it makes sense. Darksword thought for a moment and said. "Little prince, the head of the family has written this morning. Please take a look at the little prince. Darksword took out the letter and handed it to Cangjue.

Cang Jue opened it, a smile hung on the corner of his mouth, his eyes flashed, and he said with a smile: "The king is also a person of my generation." ”

Darksword got up and said, "I'm full of food and drink, I should go too." ”

"Senior, don't you want to rest for a few more days?"

"Now that it's all right, it's time for me to go back. In troubled times, I also have my own things to do. Little Wangye, come and disturb again in the future, and have another meal with Little Wangyehai, hahaha...... The contemptible person is gone, and there will be a period later. The shadows flickered where the Darksword sit, the man had vanished, and the voice came from afar.

"There is a period of regret. The sky was absolutely in the air and shouted.

"Hahaha......" a hearty laugh came from afar.

After the dark sword left, Cang Jue's hand shook, and the letter in his hand turned into powder and dissipated.

I saw Cang desperately looking in the direction of the imperial capital of China, and a wicked smile hung on the corner of his mouth, which did not disperse for a long time.