The civil official in Tsing Yi gritted his teeth, tidied up his robe, and then glanced at the middle-aged warrior holding the broken sword, Hou Hua Zhende, the heavy lin of the Wei State.

At this time, Hua Zhende's face was solemn, and his eyes were fixed on Helian Jishu, who was walking slowly.

The civil official in Tsing Yi took a breath and said loudly: "Ruohelian Jishu, you are here on your own behalf, think about it yourself, are you worthy of the eldest princess?" ”

"Chonglin Hou knows that asking to marry the eldest princess will offend you and offend Beidi, but she still sincerely asks to marry, this is how to treat each other sincerely!"

The sound resounded through the street, echoing in the cool breeze.

Behind Helian Jishu, the phantom of the green wolf condensed, looking up to the sky and roaring, his eyes were blood-red.

"Brother Helian, you shouldn't have come." On the roof not far away, a figure flew down and spoke lightly.

"Helian Jishu, long time no see." At the end of the avenue, a white-haired old man wearing a brocade robe and carrying a large wooden box behind him came slowly.

"Hundred Crafts Palace, Mo Shen."

"Great country, Zhen Changyun."

The green wolf behind Helian Jishu roared into the sky, turning into a cyan war knife, people followed the knife, the knife qi was vertical and horizontal, and the sword shone ten feet!

"Boom-"

The long knife collided with an inky iron ruler, and the wind smashed the hibiscus trees on both sides of the avenue.

The shattered bluestone strips tore apart the bodies of the horses scattered around them.

The white-haired old man with a wooden box on his back stepped back ten feet, his face solemn.

The speed of the long knife is still slashing forward, the knife is gathered, and the knife qi is even more awe-inspiring.

Those Yu Lin Wei and Chonglin Hou, who were holding the broken knife, only felt that they were pressed down by the weight of Wan Jun, and their legs trembled.

It is the realm of the Martial Arts Grandmaster, and there is no power to resist in front of the Great Grandmaster!

This is the Great Master!

The figure on the roof fell in one step, his palms raised, and the golden light intertwined in the palms, turning into a wheel of gossip circles.

"Lian Qian, Broken Kun, Leave the Fire, Lead-"

The Wheel of Bagua is full of the fusion of martial arts true qi and immortal true yuan, and its upper Dao cloud pattern is blocked in front of the light of the long sword.

"Click-"

The gossip collided with the knife qi, and the gossip shattered inch by inch.

Although the wheel of gossip was smashed, the sword qi was also scattered, turning into sword qi and dissipating completely.

One blow, the two great martial arts masters took it.

"Gossip in the palm of your hand, martial arts Changyun, good means!" Helian Jishu drank high in his mouth, his feet did not stop, his hand dragged the long knife, and the blade cut long marks, shattering pieces of bluestone.

"Helian Heavenly King's green wolf roars in the sky, and the sword is unparalleled in the world, and the rumors are true." Zhen Changyun, who was wearing a black robe, also chanted, and the gossip between his hands reunited.

On the side, the old man with the wooden box on his back threw out the iron ruler and a golden wooden chisel at the same time.

Three great martial arts masters, in this border town, let go and fight!

……

Three days later, news of the battle in Yongjia Town reached Luojing.

Helian Jishu, the king of Beidi Town, intercepted and killed the marriage envoy and seriously injured Hua Zhende, the Chonglin Hou of Wei who came to Zhao to marry the eldest princess Zhao Ciyu.

Mo Shen, the master of the Hundred Crafts Hall of the Wei State, and Zhen Changyun, a great scholar, failed to intercept them.

The three martial arts great masters fought each other, and the power of the sword light and the power of the gang strength scattered, the rubble cracked the mountain, and half of Yongjia Town turned into ruins.

In the end, Helian Jishu retreated peacefully in front of the two great masters.

The courage of the king of Beidi Town can be seen from this.

Zhang Li finished reading the description of the three great masters in the note in his hand during the first battle, and a flame rose from his fingertips.

Helian Jishu is very likely to come to Luojing.

This is the judgment left behind the note by the Qing Xundao people.

If this person comes to Luojing, do you want to meet for a while?

……

Emperor Zhao was the capital of Luojing.

The Eldest Princess's Mansion.

"Auntie, Helian Heavenly King is here for you, right?" Zhao Yuyan, who was wearing a light red dress and a blue and gray coat on the outside, raised her head and spoke softly.

Zhao Ciyu, who was sitting at the top, had a flash of distraction on his face and shook his head slightly.

"Great Grandmaster Realm, what do they want to do, how do I know?"

Hearing her words, Zhao Yuyan's eyes revealed cunning, and he said in a low voice: "What does my aunt mean is that even if he comes to rob his relatives, there is nothing you can do about it, so you can only be robbed by him?" ”

Kiss grabbing?

Zhao Ciyu's face was slightly red.

Back then, if he was willing to rob the ......

No, he just had to nod his head back then.

Turning his head, Zhao Ciyu looked at Zhao Yuyan.

The age of flowers, the face of jade.

Does this girl know what marriage is?

"Yuyan, this marriage ......" Zhao Ciyu spoke softly, but he didn't know how to continue.

"I know, I'm married to the imperial grandson of the Wei Kingdom." Zhao Yuyan waved his hand very casually, with a smile on his face.

"Be the wife of the emperor and grandson, and she may be the princess in the future."

"Although the Wei State is in the northwest, the wind is cold and dry, but it is not impossible to live."

"Although I can't go back to Luojing, I can't see my father, my mother, and my concubine again, but I ......"

The smile slowly turned to tears.

At the age of seventeen or eighteen, I didn't think it was that far.

But an edict made her marry in a foreign country and never return.

What's more, the matter of marriage involves the two countries, who dares to guarantee that the two countries will not have disputes for decades or hundreds of years?

Once Zhao Wei is in dispute, she Zhao Yuyan will have no value in marriage.

Life and death are not in their own hands.

Looking at Zhao Yuyan with tears streaming down his face, Zhao Ciyu sighed.

This is the road she has walked.

Now, I don't know if I will go again.

is the most ruthless imperial family, for the sake of the country, these royal families can be sacrificed again and again.

"I've thought about it, I won't refuse marriage." Zhao Yuyan slowly stood up, wiped away her tears, and then looked outside the house, which was already a little cold.

"But I want to keep the green moon out of the Demon Tower."

"Otherwise, I won't marry."

Watching Zhao Yuyan walk out of the hall, the eldest princess Zhao Ciyu shook her head lightly.

Born into a royal family and a woman, who can control their own life?

As for Zhao Yuyan's desire to exchange for Qingyue, who was suppressed in the Demon Suppression Tower, it is even more impossible.

Demon, if you enter the Demon Tower, it is impossible to be released.

There are some things that even the emperor can't do.

That's the matter of the Great Grandmaster Realm.

Zhao Yuyan, who walked out of the eldest princess's mansion, sat on the frame, lifted the curtain, and showed a trace of complexity on her face.

This city is full of prosperity, and I see it once less.

"Get out of the city and go to the banks of the Luoshui River." She spoke softly.

The frame turned around and headed out of the city.

The guards behind the frame also quietly followed.

It wasn't until Luoshui that Zhao Yuyan walked to the bank of the river alone.

The green willows have long since withered and yellowed, but the silky branches seem to have revealed verdant.

Winter solstice, spring comes.

"I heard that Wei does not have this willow along the river......"

Reaching out to stroke the willow branch, Zhao Yuyan whispered softly.

"The county lord doesn't want to marry Wei?" A voice sounded behind Zhao Yuyan.

"If the county lord is willing to do the poor monk a favor, the poor monk can come forward and use the power of my Hanging Temple to force Zhao and Wei to change their marriage strategy."

Zhao Yuyan turned around and saw a young monk wearing a moon-white monk's robe, smiling and clasping his hands.

Behind the monk, there was also a young man wearing a black military uniform with a cold look on his face.

"I know you." Zhao Yuyan frowned.

She looked at the young man with the spear on his back, and anger flashed on her face: "It's you who sent Qingyue into the Demon Suppression Tower!" ”

Above Luoshui, it was the silver spear of the Demon Suppression Division that made Jiang Yuanjing send the Qingyue who showed his demon body to dispel the demonic qi into Jingyuanguan.

"If I don't make a move, she's already been taken away." Jiang Jingyuan's expression was indifferent, and he said loudly: "Her demon bloodline is an inevitable treasure for those who cultivate demon law. ”

His words made Zhao Yuyan slightly stunned.

Could it be that Qingyue was sent to the Demon Suppression Tower, or was he saving her?

"It's okay if you want me to help, but you have to promise me one condition." Zhao Yuyan looked at Monk Ran and said in a low voice, "I want Qingyue to return." ”

Hearing her words, Jiang Jingyuan frowned.

"Haha, it's a trivial matter." The monk clasped his hands together, then raised his hand and said, "Then please ask the county lord to come with us." ”

Take a trip?

That's not going to work.

Zhao Yuyan was just about to say no, when he suddenly saw a golden light in Monk Ran's eyes, and then he was shocked, and the whole person slumped.

The monk stretched out his hand, and Jiang Jingyuan, who stepped out, took the lead and grabbed Zhao Yuyan's body.

"The demon sent into the Demon Town Tower, we don't have the ability to let it return." Jiang Jingyuan looked at the monk.

"If a monk doesn't speak, you shouldn't lie to her."

The monk laughed, glanced at Jiang Jingyuan, and shook his head: "I didn't lie to her, I didn't say, when will the herring demon be released." ”

"Perhaps, in a hundred years, there will be a chance?"

After speaking, his body moved, and he had already flown down on the withered willow branches, and then stepped on the waves.

Not far away, Zhao Yuyan's guards had already rushed over.

Jiang Jingyuan's gaze fell on the back of Monk Ran, and he watched a trace of black dark lines flash around his neck, revealing depth in his eyes.

Demon pattern.

Knowing the demonic poison on the monk's body, he couldn't suppress it anymore.

He didn't hesitate any longer, as soon as his body moved, he took Zhao Yuyan to step on the waves and cross the Luoshui.

……

The abduction of the lord of Yuwang caused an uproar in Luojing.

King Yu went to the imperial city to cry, and the emperor was furious and ordered Jing Zhaoyin to find the lord of Yuyan within one day.

Jing Zhao Yin had no choice, knocked on the side next to the Chaoyuan Palace, and turned around to report that this matter was related to the Demon Extermination Alliance formed by the prince, and it did not belong to his Jingzhao Mansion.

The grounded prince was summoned into the palace by the emperor and scolded, but the prince said that it was the walking disciple of the Hanging Temple and the silver spear envoy of the Demon Suppression Division who shot it, and he couldn't do anything about it.

He was confined to the East Palace these days and didn't do anything.

In the end, Emperor Yujing summoned the Lord of Jingyuan Guan Guan and the masters of the Imperial Worship Hall and asked them to find the Lord of Yuyan as soon as possible.

This is related to the face of the Zhao family.

It's just that Jing Yuanguan and the Imperial Family Worship Hall are also difficult to find for a while, and there is no trace of Monk Ran and Jiang Jingyuan.

Jing Yuanguan, in Zhang Li's small courtyard, Chu Yuan, the master of Yuanwutang, was bound to bow down and stand quietly.

Beside him, were Zhang Chu and Zhuo Yun.

"Mr. Zhang, the information that my cousin Yuanwu has discovered, the monk followed the guy with the spear on his back and went to the Yuancheng Temple outside the city."

After Chu Yuanding finished speaking, he raised his eyes to look at Zhang Li.

This news should be very valuable, right?

Otherwise, he wouldn't have sent it to Jingyuanguan in person.

"Zhuo Yun, please invite Zhongyuanhe of the Demon Suppression Tower to go."

"Hall Master Chu has done a good job, here are two talismans, and there is also an elixir that can make you cultivate and improve."

The pills and talismans flew down in front of Chu Yuanding, who was full of surprise, and when he looked up, Zhang Li was no longer visible.

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Outside the city of Yongzhou.

The waters have receded, but the mottled devastation left behind is still there.

The gray-black mud dried up, and a long line of water was printed on the three-zhang high city wall.

In the distance, the river is still flowing, but it is much calmer than it was as pale as it was at the beginning.

On the surface of the river, on a three-foot round stone platform that is high above the water surface, Zhu Yunshan, wearing a yellow robe, stands solemnly.

In his hand, a small green jade sword flashed with aura.

Hundreds of zhang away, there were large and small ships, and the soldiers and boatmen on board all stretched out their heads and looked at the immortal master on the stone platform.

This is the altar built by the immortal master Zhu Yunshan, which is said to be an altar to pay tribute to the people who died due to military disasters and floods outside Yongzhou.

In order to build this altar, the army did not attack the periphery of Yongzhou City for seven days, and there were several boats of bluestones sent from the river.

On a three-story tower ship, Zhao Cheng, the martial king wearing black armor, stood with his hands behind his back.

Beside him was Su Ming, who was dressed in a scribe's green robe.

On the other side, there is a blue and gray brocade robe, covered with leather armor, and his hair is tied up with an iron crown, Zhao Ji, the prince of Yuwang.

There were also two generals in cyan armor, standing in the rear.

They are the generals of Yulin Weizhong, and they are also the leading generals of this counterinsurgency.

"Your Highness, if this Mr. Zhu fails to pay tribute and can't break through Yongzhou City with the Spiritualist Technique, then what should we do?" The warrior behind King Wu glanced at Zhu Yunshan on the stone platform and spoke in a low voice.

His name is Wang Ping, and he is the commander of Yulin Weizuo, the general of Sipin Zhenwei, and Yun Weibo.

"Yes, although Mr. Zhu and these immortal people have extraordinary means, what he said about leading the soul to break through the gate of Yongzhou is really a bit mysterious."

The other fighter also whispered.

For such an illusory thing, the army besieged the city for seven days without attacking.

It's ridiculous to say such things.

If the soul conjuring technique fails, won't the army and the martial king who commands the army become the laughing stock of the world?

This one is also the commander of Yu Linwei, and he is also a four-rank general, named Xue Wangchuan, Zhao Guozhong Yibo.

Yu Linwei was originally the personal guard of the emperor of Zhao, and all the generals were nobles who rested with the country.

Xue Lichuan and Wang Pingzu were both princes of Zhao, but with the inheritance of the title, their achievements were not enough, and they lost the honor of the princes.

Naturally, they are also eager to revive the family with their military exploits.

"What Zhongyibo and Yun Weibo said is right, we can't put victory or defeat above the Ethereal Immortal Dao." Su Ming turned around and said softly.

His words made Xue Lichuan and Wang Ping's eyes light up.

"Your Highness, if you want to attack the city, the last general is willing to be the vanguard!"

"Your Highness, the last general promises to capture the city gate within one day!"

Both of them clenched their fists and shouted.

For them, only military exploits are the way to become an official and become a knight.

Seeing that there is only one city left in Yongzhou, if there is no great achievement, when will it be able to be sealed?

At the bottom of the floor, the guards heard the two shouting, and their faces were excited.

"Two uncles, Su Ming admires your courage to fight." Zhao Cheng, the martial king in front, didn't speak, and Su Ming spoke softly.

"But do you know that the army will be cut off from food and grass in three days."

Lack of food and grass?

Xue Lichuan and Wang Ping trembled and their eyes widened.

As a senior general in the army, of course, he understands the consequences of cutting off food and grass.

If the food and grass are cut off, these 30,000 forest guards, 20,000 reinforcements from all sides and the rebels will be defeated in an instant.

"Why, how can it be like this......" Wang Pingping turned pale and muttered in a low voice.

"If it weren't for the fact that we couldn't make up food and grass, we wouldn't have seen Yongzhou City in front of us and didn't move." Zhao Ji, who was in charge of military supplies, sighed.

If he had the slightest means, he would not let the army run out of food.

"Shizi, since the grain and grass can only last for three days, why do you have to waste these seven days-" Xue Lichuan didn't finish speaking, he suddenly paused, and he looked at Zhao Ji, the prince of King Yu on the side.

"There is not enough food in the army, and it can't support the big war at all, so these seven days have been dragged out......" As a leading general, he naturally understands this.

There is no war in the army, and the daily food consumption is less than 30%.

If the war begins, every day we will have to work hard to supply grain and grass.

If you want the soldiers to attack the city, you naturally need them to be fed.

In other words, in fact, the food in the army is no longer enough, so they choose not to fight.

"But, but if it drags on like this, we can only support it for three days, and after three days, we ......" Xue Lichuan's face turned pale.

He didn't dare to think that after three days, the food in the army was exhausted, how could these tens of thousands of troops live?

"If there is no food after three days, the king will break the city alone." In front of him, the voice of Martial King Zhao Cheng came.

"Whew-"

Ahead, a low whistling sound was heard in the void.

The voice was like crying, and it was like whispering.

A hundred miles away, the wind and clouds are changing.

Zhu Yunshan's eyes standing on the stone platform were fiery and shining.

He raised his hands, and there was a golden streamer shining in his palms.

Immortal runes.

(End of chapter)