Wang Quanquan could have helped Pu Wen and killed Lao Dao with the short sword he gave to the other party, but after remembering what happened to Nie Yingxue, he gave up this idea again.

In this life plus the previous life, the king has lived for more than 50 years, experienced a lot of life and death, and finally understands some truths, one of which is not to fight with the sky.

In the past, Wen Fuding went against the sky, and was finally punished by heaven, and he took immortal art as the emperor's life, but in the end it only led to a more tragic result.

Wang Quanquan single-handedly prevented the Northern Turks from starting a war with the Central Plains, and the outside world seemed to have made great contributions, but he himself knew that the reason why things were so smooth was because of the promise of heaven, and he was just adding fuel to the fire.

At this moment, Pu Wen's fate has not yet been determined, and the same is true of the old Dao who is the enemy of him, if Wang Quanquan intervenes again this time, I am afraid that he will really become the enemy of the Heavenly Dao.

Unless......

Just thinking about it, there has been a new change on the other side, before the flying sword completely surrounds the golden dragon, Park Wen used all his strength to control the dragon's tail to throw the last few flying swords, and took the opportunity to tear the dust of the old way directly.

Looking at the hairless dust, Lao Dao inevitably had some blood in his heart, but when he thought that the thing he had been pursuing for half his life was in front of him, this depression was suppressed again.

"Old miscellaneous hair, suffer death!" Taking advantage of the old man's stunned effort, Park Wen raised the long knife and cracked it fiercely.

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Not far away, the woman who stood in the clouds and watched the battle from beginning to end frowned slightly, it seemed that the two of them couldn't tell the winner for a while, and the cheap master didn't know what to think, and when he saw the golden dragon, he forgot the purpose of this trip.

The woman turned her head to look down, glanced around, and finally locked her eyes on Dayan's aunt and nephew.

"This world has always been so unreasonable, although you have done nothing wrong, but this matter is related to the survival of my Xiao family......

The woman sighed lightly, her eyes quickly became firm, she was from a famous family, and few of them could keep their hands from blood.

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The roar of dragons and fights in the sky attracted the attention of everyone below, and few people paid attention to the pretty-looking girl, as if they decided that this vase-like woman was not a threat.

The woman took out a golden hairpin from her sleeve and rubbed it lightly with her fingertips. She bought this hairpin in Ruzhou, and there was only one left in the jewelry shop at that time, and she fell in love with a fat woman at the same time, and the two almost got into a fight because of it.

The golden hairpin is divided into two strands, the whole body is made of gold, the hairpin head is a dragonfly pinched by gold wire, embedded with precious gems such as turquoise coral, exquisite workmanship, the fingers are lightly twisted, and the light and thin dragonfly wings also move with it, lifelike as if it came to life.

The flying sword of the Great Snow Mountain is never confined to the situation, and cultivators usually need to use their own cultivation as a sacrifice for decades, so that the flying sword creatures must also think through their hearts at the same time, so cultivators often choose their favorite things.

This hairpin is undoubtedly the love of a woman's heart, no matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like a murder weapon, but after the hairpin becomes a natal flying sword, it is destined to be stained with blood sooner or later.

The woman sighed, raised her hand and threw the golden hairpin into the clouds, and after the hairpin made a move, she immediately flew towards the crowd below at a speed far beyond common sense, aiming directly at the Northern Turkistan Khan Battle.

"Great Khan be careful!"

A figure quickly appeared in front of Battle, and at the same time, he pulled out the golden knife on the opponent's waist with his backhand and swept out, only to hear a crisp sound of "ding", and the flying hairpin was directly bounced away by his knife.

When everyone heard the reputation, they found that it was Yao Qingyi, who had always been unable to carry his hands on his shoulders.

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Although Yao Jian looked up to watch the battle like the people around him, his attention never left the woman, and when he saw the woman make a move, he didn't care about anything else, and hurriedly rushed forward to protect him.

The aunt and nephew of the Dayan family looked at this scene, and couldn't help but be slightly stunned, they were surprised that it was not the killing machine above the clouds, the two had already recognized each other when the woman appeared, and guessed the matter, what they didn't expect was that Yao Jian actually knew martial arts.

After getting along for so many years, the other party has always looked like a sick Confucian man, and he has never made a move in front of outsiders, and with his literary skills, he does not need to practice martial arts at all.

The green-shirted Confucian turned his head, looked at his aunt and nephew in a daze, and said with a smile:

"No matter what the minister says, he is also the commander of the Qingwei, and he can't suppress this group of ruthless characters who kill people like numb by his wits alone, and the reason why he hides it from you is really helpless, and I will explain this matter to the two of you later."

With that, the golden knife in his right hand waved, blocking the approaching golden hairpin again.

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The golden hairpin was swimming in the air, and the dragonfly wings of the hairpin head vibrated slightly, as if it was completely alive, but the more beautiful the thing, the more deadly, Yao Qian, who took the two blows, knew very well that his tiger's mouth was still numb until now.

"If Yao Jian remembers well, the girl is the Xiao family's Xiao Bang." Yao Qingyi shouted towards the clouds.

The woman in the red dress moved lightly, and the clouds under her feet also moved, and her whole person slowly descended, really like a fairy descending to earth.

The woman was not afraid of the 300,000 male soldiers below, and landed directly opposite Yao Qian, and said with a salute:

"The little woman Xiao Chai has seen Mr. Yao. I always heard my grandmother mention at home that Mr. Yao is very knowledgeable, and he is a rare minister who can govern the world, and he deserves the word "national scholar". ”

Yao Jian took the knife with his backhand and said with a smile:

If these words came out of someone else's mouth, Yao would only treat him as flattering, but if it came from the mouth of Old Madam Xiao, Yao Jian would only feel extremely honored.

When the aristocratic head of the family died young, the uncle in the clan insisted on fighting for power, which made the entire Xiao family restless, and outsiders thought that this big tree would fall down.

The old lady turned the tide and deserved the title of 'heroine among women'. ”

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Yao Jian sat in his current position, naturally there was no need to compliment someone, there were only two or three people he admired in his life, and the old lady of the Xiao family who was over eighty years old was one of them, but then he changed his words and said:

"Yao respects Mrs. Xiao, but the overthrow of a country is not child's play after all, the old lady can control a family, but she may not be able to deal with a country, the Xiao family's move, I can't agree with it."

The woman was not annoyed when she heard this, but smiled and said:

"Grandma often praised Donghan's deceased Wenjiang as 'a country', and Mr. Yao as a 'half country'. Before Xiao Chai came, he was still a little unconvinced, and wanted to see what his grandmother's 'half-national talent' was like.

Now that I can see it, I finally understand that the fact that Mr. is superior is not seen in any intelligence records, and looking at the expressions of the two people behind you, I obviously don't know it.

Mr.'s Hidden Forbearance City Mansion is rare in the world, and it is still somewhat thin only in terms of 'half a country', but unfortunately, such people cannot be used by my Xiao family. ”

In the end, the woman said with a faint sense of helplessness and regret in her words, but more of a murderous aura.

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