The festival of cold dew, at night, Guangyang Mansion.

Affected by the cold snap in the south, the city of Guangyang, which was built by the water, looks a little bleak.

The light snow from the sky and the heavy ice on the canal cut off shipping, but the cut off from river transportation also made more animal carts along the official road.

More than a dozen official roads were gathered and there were long queues outside the city.

The wind and clouds will meet Guangyang Mansion, and just by relying on the palace newspaper on the bright side of the imperial court, the speculators with a keen sense of smell can know the business opportunities here.

This is true of the low-level traders, not to mention those who are well-informed.

There is an endless stream of pedestrians such as speculative business travelers, sword-wielding rangers, mobilized soldiers, and children of sects.

As far as the eye can see,

Under the sky covered by white mist, the vast earth, countless beast carts, and above the sky, hundreds of birds and phoenixes converged towards the giant city.

And under the embellishment of the lights of the giant city, it is a bustling ancient city night scene.

In the midst of the hustle and bustle, a griffriffin took advantage of the darkness to hide among the flying beasts and quietly entered the city, attracting no one's attention.

meanwhile

In an elegant attic built near the water, a handsome young man with thin lips and peach eyes leaned on the fence, climbed up and looked at the crowded street in the distance, holding a folding fan in his hand, chuckling and muttering:

"This traffic artery leading to the three continents in the north has not been so lively in the past twenty years, but it is not good if it is too lively, and even the price of this drunken immortal building has increased."

Behind the handsome young man stood a woman in a slim suit.

She leaned against the doorrail, her hands on her chest, her dark sideburns like clouds, her snowy skin and red lips, but a deep scar on her swan-white neck slightly destroyed the beauty.

The two of them are Luo Qingfeng, who has fled here, and the handsome boy from Wanyaomen.

Luo Qingfeng stared at the man's back:

"When will your Ten Thousand Medicine Sect introduce Sect Alliance Elders to me?"

The handsome young man smiled with his lips and teeth, looked back, and smiled softly:

"Miss Qingfeng, don't worry, you are a sinner when you disobey orders on the battlefield in a decisive battle with the barbarians.

"Now that all parties in this Guangyang Mansion are gathered, it is already a big risk for this prince to hide you, not to mention the elders of the Sect Alliance, each of them may be stared at."

Luo Qingfeng's eyes narrowed, and his voice was fierce:

"Fu Qingye, this is the ninth day since I arrived in Guangyang Mansion."

Fu Qingye touched his chin, clasped the hand of the folding fan in his hand in the palm of his hand, and smiled unhurriedly:

"I've already said that if you have anything important, you can tell me about it, and then I'll tell the elders of the sect."

Saying,

With the snow breeze caressing slightly, Fu Qingye slowly walked into the attic, and when he passed by the reclining doorrail, he stopped slightly, glanced at her, and said with a smile:

"This son is really curious about what happened when you fought the barbarian race at the foot of Gu Xuan Mountain."

Luo Qingfeng chuckled at the corner of his lips:

"It seems that you Wanyaomen are not ready to ask for payment?"

Wanyaomen is in the business of battlefield ambulance, and the northern border has been fighting for decades, and it is their old customer.

Old customers have discounts, and the general situation is "cash on delivery", which is settled every three years.

When the words fall,

The snow was still falling outside, the streets were bustling, but the atmosphere inside the attic suddenly froze.

Look at each other for a breath,

Fu Qingye's peach blossom eyes suddenly flashed with a strange halo, and then he grinned, squinted his eyes, and his lips were red and white with a dangerous light:

"Miss Luo, no one dares to rely on the accounts of our Ten Thousand Medicine Sect so far, and you Northern Sect want to be the first?"

“.”

The two were very close, and in the cold wind outside the window, Luo Qingfeng could even smell the rouge on Fu Qingye's body, or the fragrance of medicine.

However, she did not back down, and her cold voice was very heavy:

"Since you don't want us to pay our debts, then please prepare for a meeting with the Elders of the Sect Alliance for me as soon as possible."

"Alas"

Fu Qingye reined in the exercises, chuckled and shook his head: "Everything needs a reason, right?" Otherwise, I wouldn't be able to go to Elder Wan and his old man's house, if you don't tell me the reason, I won't be able to go to them. ”

“.”

Luo Qingfeng heard the resoluteness of the other party's words, and was silent for a few breaths, and she spit out a sentence in a low voice:

"The imperial court has issued an order to slaughter barbarians, but in fact, the Beifeng army has already incorporated a large number of barbarian wolf riders."

"Oh?" Fu Qingye's peach blossom eyes narrowed.

Luo Qingfeng's tone was solemn:

"My northern army has never accepted barbarian prisoners, and blocked news, you should know very well what this means."

"Deputy. The war will continue, and the court needs to rely on the barbarians? ”

Fu Qingye said a little playfully: "Miss Luo, you mean that, right?" ”

"Yes, now there is not one out of ten sects in the north of my northern border, and the mountains are covered by heavy snow, and the roads are blocked, so they can't respond to each other."

Luo Qingfeng's tone was very light, but he unconsciously clenched his fists: "And the imperial army is still intact, if it is this time."

"Be careful."

Fu Qingye interrupted Luo Qingfeng's words, and there was a little solemnity in his eyes: "Does anyone else know about this matter?" ”

"And Kencheng."

Luo Qingfeng shook his head lightly, looked back at the north through the window lattice, and a sigh flashed in his beautiful eyes: "But in order to help me stop the pursuers, he used thousands of remnants to block the three battalions of black-scaled iron cavalry, and he was probably killed in battle." ”

A flash of realization flashed in Fu Qingye's eyes, and he said in a low voice:

"So, your so-called disobedience is actually knowing something that you shouldn't know?"

Luo Qingfeng leaned over and saluted Fu Qingye:

"If it weren't for Fu Gongzi, you would have come to the rescue, Qingfeng would probably have been chased to death by the strong men of the army, and all the information I know has been told, I hope Gongzi will contact the Zongmeng as soon as possible, and there may be great changes in the north."

“.”

Fu Qingye didn't speak immediately when he heard this, and his mind turned to analyze the pros and cons.

If what Luo Qingfeng said is true, this matter is a shocking letter.

But the problem was that he didn't know if the sect master had received this news, let alone the attitude of the entire sect alliance towards the Northern Sect.

Being able to be in charge of the business of the entire northern realm, he has a very high status in the Ten Thousand Medicine Gate.

But this kind of high is not the height of the core decision-making circle, but as a cultivated successor, there are still six people like him.

In other words, he can be renounced.

Report it to him, will he be greeted by a path of continued upward light, or a path to death?

Thinking about it, Fu Qingye suddenly realized something, and began to sweat behind him.

For such a big matter, the sect alliance will inevitably receive some news.

He is well aware of the methods of those perverts who engage in intelligence, and he also knows the control of those old foxes over the general trend of the world.

The Northern Sect had buried 300,000 elites, and hundreds of thousands of barbarian armies had been slaughtered, and these two things alone could make some predictions, not to mention that those real high-level leaders must have known some information that Fu Qingye didn't know.

In other words, there is a high probability that the top level of the Zongmeng is aware of this, at least expected.

And in this case, one of the important people who was on the front line of the northern border did not receive any news.

“.”

Fu Qingye's eyes gradually changed as he looked at Luo Qingfeng, becoming like he was looking at a plague god.

the scar.

I thought that there was an interest in picking peaches, but it turned out that it was a bomb that was picked!

What happened when he learned the important information that did not match his identity, Fu Qingye knew very well.

If this is leaked out, he will die.

You have to pretend you don't know.

Making a decision in his heart, Fu Qingye smiled softly, helped Luo Qingfeng up, and said in a low voice:

"Why does Miss Luo need such a big gift, your father and my master are old friends, if the imperial court really dares to act like this, it will be an enemy of our sect in the world, and tomorrow Fu will go to visit Elder Wan."

Luo Qingfeng smiled when he heard this:

"Then Qingfeng thanked Brother Fu."

For a moment, the atmosphere in the attic wing room softened.

Fu Qingye suppressed the killing intent in his heart, let go of the woman's lotus arms, and instead walked to the futon in front of the sandalwood low table in the room and sat down:

"By the way, Miss Luo, I remember that Brother Jian Cheng seems to have grown up with you?"

“.”

Luo Qingfeng was suddenly silent, but there was no answer when he lowered his eyes.

In the midst of the chaos, shouting to kill Zhentian, his face was covered with blood, but he smiled so that the picture of her leaving before her seemed to be engraved into the bone marrow.

The Gift of the Weak Crown

The guy said to her,

He is willing to do anything for her.

Including death.

I didn't expect it to be a prophecy now.

Fu Qingye saw the look on her face, sighed faintly, silently took out a pot of wine, two copper cups, poured himself a glass, and drank it gently:

"Miss Luo, don't be too sad, you can survive, it should be what Brother Jian Cheng wants to see.

"And only by surviving will we have a chance of revenge."

Luo Qingfeng walked to the other side of the sandalwood low table and knelt down, pursed his lips, and smiled reluctantly:

"The sect is in danger, how can you tolerate the private affairs of your children."

Fu Qingye's peach blossom eyes flashed with pity, and without a trace, she filled the bronze wine cup in front of her, and sighed faintly:

"It seems that the rumors that the Holy Limit is approaching are true, otherwise the imperial court would not be so eager."

Luo Qingfeng glanced at the wine glass, picked it up with his slender thin fingers, and put it to his mouth.

Fu Qingye didn't look at it, but just poured himself a drink with a solemn face, waiting for the other party to drink the poisonous wine.

And just when Luo Qingfeng's red lips touched the wall of the cup, a bright voice suddenly sounded on the terrace outside the wing:

"Kiyono, come out."

“.” Luo Qingfeng's movements froze.

“.” Fu Qingye's heart was cold.

Look at each other for a moment,

Fu Qingye slowly stood up and smiled at Luo Qingfeng:

"Master Fu is here, why don't you go out to meet together?"

Luo Qingfeng's eyes flashed, put down the wine glass, bowed his head, and got up as well:

"Qingfeng has indeed not seen Senior Liu for a long time."

After saying that, Fu Qingye collected the wine pot and glass, and walked towards the attic with Luo Qingfeng with a heavy heart.

Outside the attic, on the terrace, there was a young man with gray hair at some point.

Fu Qingye and Luo Qingfeng bowed at the same time:

"Master (Senior Liu)."

Liu Guangbai, the third elder of the Ten Thousand Medicine Sect, looks like a young man, dressed in a crescent white brocade robe, with a thin body, a picturesque face, and an indescribable grace and elegance.

Gongfa medicine to rejuvenate the face, he is over 100 years old, but he does not see old age.

He looked at Luo Qingfeng and smiled slightly:

"Feng girl, what you said to Qingye, this seat has already heard it, and this sect major event will be told to Old Man Wan for you today."

Luo Qingfeng's breath was tight, and he was about to bow his head, but was dragged by the other party with Yuan Qi.

Liu Guangbai smiled warmly:

"There is no need for etiquette, this seat has something to do with Qingye, you can continue to rest here."

Luo Qingfeng lowered his eyebrows and bowed:

"Yes."

When she raised her eyes again, the two men in front of her had disappeared, returned to the house, glanced at the table where she was about to drink, and sighed weakly in her heart.

The light snow was chaotic, and the two figures were speeding in the void above the bustling market.

Looking at the master in front of him, who had the nickname of "Medicine King", Fu Qingye took a touch of temptation:

"Master. How long have you been in this Quang Duong Mansion? ”

"Yesterday."

"Then master, did you just hear that?"

Liu Guangbai glanced back at him:

"You want to kill that girl?"

Fu Qingye's eyes flickered for a moment, and he knew that it was useless to deny it:

"Yes, it's too dangerous for her to bring instruction."

"If you do a good job, you should have this decision to achieve great things."

"But why you, master."

"Things have changed."

Liu Guangbai said in a low voice: "The division received information, and the imperial court deliberately kept her to report the news." ”

"What?" Fu Qingye was stunned.

Liu Guangbai's eyes flashed with amusement:

"You don't want to think about how she can escape from the pursuit of the Black Scale Army's powerhouses when she is just a third-grade great master who cultivates the military array? Qingye, although your strength is not bad, but if the Prime Minister really wants to kill him, you probably have to get in. ”

Flying at night, with long hair fluttering, Fu Qingye frowned slightly:

"The court kept her to report the news. What is this trying to do? ”

Liu Guangbai looked at the dark night under the sky:

"That Xu Xiangguo let her out at this time to report the news, it was a chance for the Northern Sect to surrender."

"Xiangguo and Shengshang are ready to directly open their cards?"

Fu Qingye's thoughts turned quickly, he paused for a moment, and muttered, "The imperial court really doesn't want a northern realm that has been completely destroyed. ”

Liu Guangbai looked at the bustling Guangyang Mansion City and said in a low voice:

"Now this Guangyang Mansion has been stationed in the two towns of Yulin Army, a quarter of an hour ago they officially cut off all the official roads to the north, the three continents in the north are closed by heavy snow, and there is no way to form horn protection between the mountain gates, and they have become fish on the board."

Fu Qingye's breathing stagnated slightly, he understood the meaning of his master's words, but there was still a hint of uncertainty:

"Master, does the Zongmeng really want to give up the northern border? If this happens, there is a high probability that the elite Northern Sect will surrender directly."

"So how could it be possible to just give up."

Liu Guangbai's eyes were gloomy, and he chuckled:

"If you give up directly, if you are isolated and helpless, most of the northern sects will indeed become soft bones, so we have to give them hope, the sect alliance has already prepared some big gifts for the imperial court in other state capitals.

"Since the imperial court wants the three northern continents, we will give him a completely smashed northern three continents!"

Fu Qingye was silent for a few breaths when he heard this, and exhaled:

"It turns out that you have already taken measures, but I don't know why you asked me to come out this time, master?"

Liu Guang's white crane's childish face showed a smile:

"I will introduce you to a distinguished person."

With that, his figure headed towards an elegant courtyard below.

Following the fall, Fu Qingye's eyes swept around, but he found that there were no attendants at all, and he didn't ask much, and followed Liu Guangbai all the way to a room with lights on.

Liu Guangbai paused, hesitated slightly, knelt directly on the ground, and slowly bowed:

"Your Highness, Liu asks to see you."

Fu Qingye hurriedly knelt down.

The words fell, and there was silence.

"Squeak-"

The door opened.

A man with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, a certain starry man, appeared at the door, smiled indifferently, and greeted the other party:

"Mr. Liu, please come in."

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(End of chapter)