In the night, the Xiaoyao Sect Master Yuan Jian took Ji Mingyue and Wang Cuiping, the two big guests, to the north.

There were more than 30 people when they came, but only the three of them were left at this time.

On the muddy path in the mountains, Ji Mingyue quickly shook the feather fan in her hand as she walked, her heart was indignant, and the more she thought about it, the more angry she became, "Sect Master, just let that flower phoenix move go?" Then the son of the Xishu Sword Immortal won't kill it? Li Lao Fist Sect and the thirty or so disciples under him died in vain? ”

Wang Cuiping, who was walking side by side, drooped his wretched face, his face was gloomy and silent.

The sect master Yuan Jian who walked in front of the two of them had a wind in his sleeves, his posture was calm, and he sighed: "From beginning to end, I never thought of killing people. ”

"Mingyue, when will you really calm down and think about the problem! Do you really think that I, Yuan Qian, am a reckless man like you, and I want to come to Qinzhou to kill him as the son of the Xishu Sword Immortal? Do you think I don't know that there is a sword fairy hidden in Osmanthus Town? Let's ask, in addition to making Hua Fengju resentful of me and making him an enemy of the Shu King of Xishu from now on, what good can it do to our Xiaoyao Sect? ”

Ji Mingyue was even more like a falling cloud, and asked, "Then if you don't kill the son of the Sword Immortal, won't our Xiaoyao Sect offend the one in the north?" ”

Wang Cuiping, who had not spoken, suddenly spoke: "It is precisely because I don't want to offend the one in the north that the sect master will go to this Qinzhou in person. The one in the north wants to use our Xiaoyao Sect as a gunman to test the King of Shu, and he, Li Changfeng, was actually an eyeliner that was placed in our sect in the early years. ”

Ji Mingyue finally suddenly realized, "Oh! I see! In this way, our sect master is actually the same as that Hua Fengju, he is planning and acting for the one in the north, and by the way, he also cleared the portal for our sect! ”

The three of them walked to the edge of a cliff and slowly stopped.

Sect Master Yuan Qian's blue eyes flickered slightly, he looked at the north awe-inspiringly, and muttered softly: "He, King Wei Chensong, wants to call us Jianghu people like cattle and horses, and he will come and go immediately, how can I Yuan Jian do what he wants." ”

"The people in the rivers and lakes in my heart have never been the murder knives, water testing stones, and river crossers of those who are unauthorized to scheming, we Jianghu people have their own romance!"

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During the five hundred years that the Dazhao Dynasty ruled the world, a total of ten emperors in Wenzhao had ruled in three hundred years, and the average reign of each emperor was more than twenty-five years, but since the eleventh emperor of Dazhao, Emperor Wulie, changed his name to Wuzhao, sixteen emperors have been replaced in just two hundred years, and these sixteen people have either died in a short life or died on the battlefield during their reigns, and the shortest time on the throne is only two years. Fortunately, Emperor Shenwu Chenyao, the father of Emperor Chunfeng today, overturned this statement, saved the face of the emperor's family, and reigned for 34 years.

The dragon gave birth to nine sons, all of whom are different, and Emperor Shenwu Chenyao has a total of eight princes under his knees, with different natures, and their current situation is also different. They are the eldest prince Qin Wang Chenqiong, the second prince Shu Wang Chenyu, the third prince Min Wang Chenhuai, the current son Chenqian, the fifth prince Wei Wang Chensong, the sixth prince Chu Wang Chenjing, the seventh prince Yongwang Chenxiong and the little prince Qi Wang Chenxing. Among these eight people, Yongwang Chenxiong, Wei Wang Chensong and the current Chunfeng Emperor Chen Qian were all born to the Empress Dowager Dugu, and they are close to each other.

Can be born in the emperor's family, flesh and blood relatives are inevitably fratricidal, a "rebellion of the three kings" that year, Emperor Chunfeng personally forced his eldest brother Qin Wang Chenqiong, personally killed a mother compatriot Yongwang Chenxiong, and then in front of the Jinluan Palace, half pushed and half on the spot to force the second brother Shu Wang Chenyu Zen Yan Linyuan, and then the sixth brother Chu Wang Chenjing, who dedicated the head of the King of Xiao Qi to break through the capital, was placed under house arrest in the capital.

In order to stabilize his throne, Emperor Chunfeng did everything he could.

Today, among the five vassal kings of the Wuzhao Dynasty, there are only three Chen clan relatives left. Among them, Chenjing, the king of Chu, is still under house arrest in the capital of Yuhua, living under the nose of the Son of Heaven all day long; King Chenhuai of Min is extremely weak by nature, and even has to be at the mercy of others in his fiefdom, so that he can always live in the name of the vassal king; If you want to say who can be called the real power of the clan today, it has to be another compatriot of the current Chunfeng Emperor, the king of Wei in the north, Chen Song.

Although Wei Wang Chensong and today is born of a mother, is his own brother, but the two have seen each other since the number of times they can remember, Chunfeng Emperor Chen Qian since childhood, has been raised by his mother Hougu in the harem, and Wei Wang Chensong is the opposite, according to legend, at the age of twelve can be on the horse to pull the bow seven stones, Shenwu extraordinary, so has been placed in the military camp by Emperor Shenwu experience, at the age of fifteen was named the King of Wei, was one of the ten great ministers of the year Han Jia Han personally took to the north to take the domain, And personally went to the north of the dynasty to resist the Northern Khanate to the south of the Central Plains, the military heart was innumerable, the first emperor died of illness, the "Three Kings Rebellion" swept the Central Plains, only Chen Song did not move, still dominated the north, so that the steppe barbarians of the Khanate could not take advantage of the void and stepped into the Central Plains.

Emperor Chunfeng naturally knew that his own brother was highly meritorious, but he was helpless, because on the day of his succession, his younger brother Chen Song had already taken over half of the military power in the north from the Han family, the god of soldiers in the north. As the only powerful clan vassal king in the dynasty, Chen Song has never left any handle in front of his brother over the years, and his mind is very deep, which is difficult for ordinary people to understand.

Northland, Zhuoye, the city of Youzhou Prefecture, the palace of the king of Wei.

In the darkness of the night.

Chen Song, the first powerful vassal of the current dynasty, was wearing a luxurious platinum python robe, with a steady and calm demeanor, and was sitting in a secluded courtyard in the Wei Palace, with an old man who was not good-looking and thin.

The small courtyard is called the Spring Courtyard, which means "dead wood in spring", and the courtyard is full of all kinds of rare plants and flowers from all over the dynasty, which is full of vitality. The most powerful vassal king of the dynasty actually had a special hobby that no one knew, that is, he loved to collect rare flowers and trees, and even almost obsessed. Emperor Chunfeng once tried his best to install a public information platform eyeliner in the palace of King Wei, in order to grasp the first powerful minister of the dynasty in the style of some stains, so as to prescribe the right medicine, but the eyeliner undercover for more than half a year, in the secret letter sent back to the capital, it was densely written "There is nothing to do today, make flowers and enjoy the grass", "watch the flowers all day, have not been discharged" and other such records, can not find any useful information. The two sons under Chen Song's knees are also named after flowers and trees, the eldest son is named Chen Qinzhi, and the second son is named Chen Jinliu. It can be seen that in addition to going into battle to kill the enemy, this dignified vassal king from the military has a really unique and dedicated preference.

The vassal king Chen Song fiddled with a "flower on the other side" on the table that had just been transported from Jiaozhou by someone to mean the separation of life and death, and asked confidently: "Then Xiaoyao Yuanjian went to Qinzhou in person, master, do you say that he will kill the son of the sword fairy for me?" ”

The old man, who was honored as the master by the vassal king, had an ugly face, and a black mole the size of a bean grew under the corner of his mouth, and he stroked his beard and said indifferently: "It must not be." ”

Chen Song held a delicate dagger in his hand, lowered his head and cut the messy branches and leaves of strange flowers, and asked puzzledly: "Then why did the master bother to break the eyeliner I planted in the Xiaoyao Sect?" ”

The master looked at the first feudal king of the dynasty as if he was looking at his descendants, and scolded angrily: "Clumsy and dull thinking, rotten wood is difficult to carve!" With juniors like you, it's no wonder that person would say that my great fortune has only been prosperous for 500 years! ”

The dignified vassal king, in the face of the old man's angry scolding, still bowed his head and was indifferent.

The ugly old man thought about it for a while, and sighed again: "Hey, but speaking of which, among the Chen's generation, you can still carve one or two Chensong." If I want to play against the sky, I can only bet on you to restore the country. ”

A trace of gloom flashed in the eyes of the vassal king Chen Song, and he raised his head and continued to ask respectfully: "Master, since you said that the son of the Xishu Sword Immortal is the reincarnation of Ziwei Xing, and the Yan family of Xishu will one day overturn the dragon chair of my imperial brother, then what if I send someone to kill the child named Yan Longyu now?" ”

This old man, who dared to criticize the family affairs of the emperor of the current dynasty, said impatiently with a straight face: "Stupid! Did I also say that dynastic change is a cycle of heaven? Even if you can kill a Ziwei Star whose mind has not yet awakened, there will still be three or four more in the future, until Ziwei reaches the top and the world changes hands. And how old are you and me, can we wait for the next crape myrtle star to come out again?! ”

"Your ancestor and I, let the lucky Sect Master Yuan Jian take the initiative to enter the game and force him to go to Qinzhou to interfere with Yan Longyu's return to the south, just to promote his awakening to Ziwei's ambition to save the world, add fuel to the fire, and help him win the world earlier."

The vassal king Chen Song lowered his head and did not show his edge, and said with a meek smile: "In this way, the day when the young man is truly the emperor is the time for you to help me recover our great omen?" ”

The unattractive old man nodded slightly, got up and walked out of the small courtyard, and said, "It's okay that you kid has some city government!" It's worth my years of cultivation. ”

"Juniors send off the master." The real power of the vassal king, who has been bowing his head and fiddling with flowers and plants, looked up and stared at the back of the old man leaving, his face was cloudy, and he was calm on the outside and arrogant in his heart, but for more than 20 years, he never dared to confront this master who made him fearful face to face.

Because this old man, who claimed to be his ancestor, with his surname Chen, his name and ear, came from heaven.

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On the way back and forth, Hua Fengju was thoughtful and walked very slowly, he was not worried about the safety of his nephew, even Qishan Baiyi said that the kid was a star in the sky, how could he die here easily? It's just that after the middle-aged man saw Xiaoyao Yuanjian, he inexplicably felt that his heart, which had been cold for fifteen years, suddenly became hot, as if he suddenly remembered that he had forgotten something very important a long, long time ago, but he couldn't remember what it was.

The sky is covered with fish belly white, which is a refreshing scene after the rain and sunny days.

Hua Feng took a lazy step, and had unconsciously walked to the street outside the drunken sky.

After last night's incident, the sign of "Thank You for Today's Guests" has been hung in front of the door, the door is closed, and Hua Fengju, who is already physically and mentally exhausted, pushed straight into the door without looking at it.

The light in the restaurant was dim, and the blood was suffocating, but the corpses and remnants everywhere had been cleaned up by Mo Fei, Hua Fengju looked around and found that there was a person sitting straight on the seat by the window in the hall, it was Yan Longyu, a young man who had not closed his eyes all night.

The wound on the young man's left arm was faintly oozing blood, his face was haggard, and there were tear stains at the corners of his eyes, after he slowly stood up, he asked calmly, "Uncle Feng, what happened last night?" ”

Hua Fengju replied truthfully and concisely: "Someone set up a situation and borrowed the hand of the Xiaoyao Sect to kill you, but fortunately, the Xiaoyao Sect Master only used the hand of the old man He to clean up the portal, and did not have the intention of killing you." ”

The young man said: "Is that Chongguo Gong, Yao Chong?" ”

The middle-aged man said: "No, there are other people." ”

Yan Longyu suddenly asked: "Then Brother Han Jianglong, who died because of me, died in vain?" Fourteen innocent guys in this drunken life died in vain? ”

Hua Fengju, who was already a little irritable, came to the young man, looked at his bloodshot eyes indifferently, and said solemnly word by word: "Yes! It's just a vain death! Without me, without He's seniors, without him Han Jianglong and Huang Wenmang, without the fourteen people who died before you, you would have died in vain! But is there anything you can do? Can you avenge them? Perhaps he felt that his tone was a little heavy, the middle-aged man in the green shirt laughed at himself, raised his hands and put them on the young man's shoulders, "Okay, you are the son of the Xishu Sword Fairy, the young man who everyone envies, don't be like a lifeless little old man, give Uncle a smile." ”

Yan Long Yupi grinned slightly, "Uncle Feng, you coax the child, I'm not as fragile as you think." I know that I am indecisive and ruthless, but I don't want to embarrass my father, you will beat me more in the future, and scold me if you want. ”

"However, I am a person who holds grudges, and I will definitely avenge their revenge with my own hands in the future."

Hua Fengju suddenly felt a little relieved: the child has grown up.

Xishu Fengjue sighed for a while, and finally yawned and walked upstairs, "That's right, young people should look like young people, and I, a middle-aged man, should go upstairs to make up for sleep." ”

"Uh~~ What about the stairs!"