The name of the sword is Huangquan, and the sword must drink blood.

Xia Guo. December 16 of the tenth year of Emperor Youwu.

The border pass passed the battle report again, and Wu Wei waited to die on the battlefield.

From the Soul Split City to the Thirteen Cities of the Illusion Realm, all the Northern Shadows have fallen.

The whole country mourns. Youwu Emperor Bing Baiyu summoned the minister overnight.

The blood-stained border soldiers presented their swords with both hands.

The viewers were all moved.

Wu Wei Hou Huang Anguo sword Huang Quan, Xia Guo is a famous sword.

Huang Anguozu was a hero who followed Taizu back then, and there were more generals and ministers in the past hundred years, and the children of the Huang family died on the battlefield and won the words "loyalty to the liver and courage".

Emperor Youwu sighed with his sword, his hand holding the sword trembled slightly, he sat on the throne, and his attendants lowered his eyebrows and eyes, as if he was blind and deaf.

"The demon army deceived people too much, disturbing my border pass! First, the Li family's father and son served the country loyally! And now they have added martial power and blood debts! This revenge will not be avenged! Swear not to be a man!" Emperor Youwu looked at the Manchu Dynasty civil and military, "I want to drive the royal expedition!"

"Your Majesty may not!" said an old minister. "No! You say no! Then you tell me! Who else in my Xia Kingdom has the ability to turn the tide! The ancestors slashed the evil demons and raised troops, this sword is therefore called 'Demon Slaying', it is our Bing family's sword, and the person who has held this sword for hundreds of years should be the supreme of the royal family! The supreme of the royal family! Now the demon army has broken through the thirteen cities in the north! Kill my good ministers! Kill my innocent people! You say that I can't go north! Then you tell me! What should I do!" Emperor Youwu got up angrily, handed over the Huangquan sword to the attendant beside him, walked down the emperor's seat, the sword slashed the demon out of the sheath, and walked a few steps to the old minister's approach, the sword reached his neck, the old minister knelt on the ground in fright, and wanted to stand up again.

Emperor Youwu laughed and said: "You can't say it! You have the ability to command my thousands of troops and horses! You have the ability to fight the enemy on the battlefield for me! You have the ability to be fearless with a sword, and the literati are arrogant, and most of them are boasted by later generations, saying that they are indifferent to fame and fortune, and they yearn for a high position in the temple, and how many people are forced to return to the mountains and fields, and the life and death of the country are the major events of the world! You can't swing your sword, and you can't win a decisive victory for a thousand miles! What qualifications do you have to say to me!"

"Your Majesty is angry, Your Majesty is ninety-five, if you leave Chaoge, the people's hearts will not be at peace, although the thirteen cities in the north have fallen, but there is still Changning Pass to defend, Changning Pass is not lost, my Daxia land is worry-free! Your Majesty can send one of several old generals to guard the pass, the demon army is thousands of miles away, as long as we can't hold out, they will definitely withdraw their troops in a long time!" Another minister advised.

Emperor Youwu looked around at the Manchu Dynasty and sneered: "What do you mean!

The white-haired Taishi, the head of the civil officials, said respectfully: "Your Majesty is young and vigorous, and it is a great fortune for our country to want to establish the merits of our ancestors, but now that our country has unified the four regions, there is no other strong enemy except for the war in the north. If Your Majesty insists on going north, the old minister should also go with the king, and please think twice, it is better to ask the Seven Witches for divination. ”

"You have to go with me. Emperor Youwu laughed inexplicably, many of the civil and military officials had a chill on their backs, and he turned to look at the head of the military attaché, the first person in the line, "General North, what do you think!"

"What the Taishi said is extremely true, when the first emperor was alive, he reformed the government and set up a division and a general, so that my two old ministers will be loyal to Your Majesty, Your Majesty's going north is a major event of the country, and you need to think twice before acting, and you are afraid that the people's hearts will change if you go north. I have a lot of soldiers in the Great Xia, the dragon and snake are hidden in the grass, and there are as many capable people as the stars in the world, and now it is about the safety of the world, and these people will no longer be satisfied with the status quo. Bei Mingxuan bowed his head slightly to Emperor Youwu, and the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty spoke in unison at this time: "Please think twice, Your Majesty!"

Emperor Youwu clenched his sword and suddenly laughed loudly: "Is this world my world, or your world! I ascended the throne at the age of fifteen! Now that I have been in power for ten years, I have always been a milky hairy boy in your opinion! Okay! You want me to be a puppet in this song city! I have obeyed your wishes!"

Emperor Youwu put the sword into the sheath, strode away, returned to the dormitory and threw the demon slaying sword to the ground, and laughed wildly: "There is no one in the world who is pitiful than me! Holding the power of life and death but not having the ability to control his own fate, now the Manchu Dynasty civil and military is nothing more than the people of the Taishi and the general, and the Seven Witches are not loyal to me, who else can relieve my worries!"

After Emperor Youwu looked at the bead curtain, a hoarse voice came from the inner room, "Your Majesty's angry ministers can understand that the first emperor was really helpless back then, and the kings wanted to be chaotic for ten years, only Wu Wei Hou was loyal, and now Wu Wei Hou died on the battlefield, and it will take time for the children of the Huang family to be able to take on the big job." Bei Mingxuan admonished His Majesty to summon Xiao Cao in the Dead Domain is really a wolf's ambition, fortunately, the minister knows a little about the secrets of heaven and earth, and the Qiankun gossip is estimated in the palm of his hand, and he invited another person for His Majesty. The minister is a reckless person who is about to die, and His Majesty will never forget it in his life, even if he is an enemy of His Majesty today, the minister will swear to follow His Majesty!"

Ning Changqing smiled bitterly: "The minister does not disgrace his mission, but Xiao Zun is really the first person today, and the minister only has ten years of life." ”

Emperor Youwu wanted to speak and stopped, but after all, he spoke, and a thousand words only turned into a short sentence, "I hurt you!"

"Without Your Majesty, the minister would have been a dying person a long time ago, Your Majesty doesn't care about the origin of the minister, for Changqing, it is already a love for being able to die for a confidant. Ning Changqing moved to the side, and another person walked out behind the bead curtain, with long hair in ragged clothes, hollow eyes, and double knives around his waist, just looking at his face was just the appearance of a ten-year-old boy.

Emperor Youwu said calmly, "He is the person you invited from the Dead Domain. ”

Ning Changqing replied: "There will be no future without the past, he is a warrior of the Dead Domain under the command of Xiao Zun, Your Majesty can call him 'Sorrowful Slave', his eyes are already blind, he only obeys the orders of the master who has the soul chasing bell, the double knife can kill ghosts and gods, as long as the minister is given three years, the minister will be able to train him to become a first-class master, as long as the north can hold it for three years, Your Majesty, we can dry wood in spring and steal the sky and change the day!"

"Three years. Emperor Youwu muttered and said with a wry smile: "Three years is not a long time, it is not a short time, it is enough to change a lot, but if he is allowed to follow me, I am afraid that he will not be able to live a long life, there are so many people in this world who want to die, they want me to be a puppet in this heavily walled palace and listen to their mercy, how can they let me have dead soldiers by my side." ”

"Your Majesty can let him stay by the little princess's side, even if the Taishi and the general are suspicious, they will not think that Your Majesty's move has a deep meaning. Our Xia country is a country with martial arts, the princess has been around a lot of dead soldiers since she was a child, it has been a constant tradition for hundreds of years, and now the little princess Fanghua is ten years old, and the age is just right, and she will get married in a few years. If nothing else, the horse must be the son of the princess and the general, and they will only think that His Majesty is cultivating the princess's dead soldier at this time, and he doesn't want her to be bullied in the future, even if she is bullied, she still has the ability to protect herself. Ning Changqing replied.

Emperor Youwu looked at the young man again, only to see that the young man was expressionless, standing there as if he were a statue.

Ning Changqing handed over the soul chasing bell, and when the bell rang softly, the young man turned his head to look.

Emperor Youwu took the bell, and the young man looked at him, and his empty eyes could not see joy, anger, sorrow, and joy.

"What's your name!" asked Emperor Youwu.

The young man replied, "Sad slave." ”

"Kill yourself!" said Emperor Youwu again.

The boy heard the bell ring, and the knife came out of its sheath and slashed at his neck.

"Stop!" said Emperor Youwu again.

The boy immediately stopped the knife, and a thin blood mark appeared on his neck.

Emperor Youwu's face was dark, and he sighed: "I'll leave this matter to you." After thinking about it, he said: "Is Xiao Cao really as terrible as recorded in the history books, it is really hard to imagine that with 3,000 cavalry against the princes of the Eighteen Roads, he can still kill more than 100,000 enemies, isn't it a ghost and a god." If I also have such ability, who else in this world, in this world, can disobey my decision!"

"From now on, there is no Xiao Xiao in the world, Your Majesty, and he is no longer able to get out of the dead realm. Ning Changqing replied.