Chapter Thirty-Seven: Disaster Arises in the Jade Mansion

"Ah, it's not good......"

In the face of a sudden sword, the blue-robed official exclaimed, without a trace of defense, the horse was frightened, he sat unsteadily, and fell off the horse!

As soon as the Yingying sword light came up, the face of the green-robed official was as white as snow, and under a pair of indifferent eyebrows, the eyes as deep as Motan seemed to be dyed with a thousand feet of ice, which was particularly cold: "I am the general of the King of Mobei, if you kill me, you will not escape death!"

"That's right, I was about to ask you, Mobei Yizhihua, do you know his whereabouts?"

"What...... What a flower, I ...... Haven't seen it! ”

"Haven't seen it? Okay, let me ask you again, Mobei Wanghua Khan, where are the others? Xu is angry, the man in Tsing Yi wrinkled his forehead, and the blade of the sword turned, impartially, just facing the eyebrows of the official in the green robe!

"Mobei King...... This...... How would I know! "The eyes of the blue-robed official are looking left and right, flickering!

"Don't know?"

His tone was cold, and he asked indifferently, a cold sword slashed through the eyes of the blue-robed official, the sword shadow shook slightly in the wind, and two bloody fingers fell from the air!

"Ah...... Yes...... My hand! A stream of blood spurted out of his palm, and the blue-robed official gritted his teeth in pain and roared!

"Official...... Official......"

The guards were full of desolation and amazement, but they were helpless and could only wait and see!

"If you don't talk well, you'll shut up forever!" The people in Tsing Yi said that the clouds are light and the wind is light!

I said...... I say! ”

"Very well, Yizhihua, who is he?"

He ...... He is the righteous son of the Mobei King Hua Khan, his real name is Cornell, and later changed his name to Hua Ziqing, known as 'a branch of flowers', two years ago Hua Khan recruited troops, and then raised troops to revolt, and became the leader of the Mobei Turks, calling himself the king of Mobei, Hua Ziqing relied on the power of the Mobei King to fly and dominate, covering the sky with one hand, and now his power is strong enough to compete with the three kingdoms of Chu, Yue, and Yan...... "Drops of blood fell under the feet along the sleeves, and the blue-robed official came to the 1510, with an extremely painful expression that was indescribable!

"Hehe, it seems that you understand everything, where is Hua Ziqing now?"

"This ...... It's hard to say, Hua Ziqing spends all day drinking, coming and going without a trace, and now, it may be in ...... In Flower Kite House! ”

"Flower Kite Mansion?"

"By the way, the ninth day of April...... It was Mrs. Hua's sixty-sixth birthday banquet, and Hua Ziqing prepared a big gift for Hua Yuanfu in advance, waiting for the ninth day of the new year to personally come to celebrate her birthday......"

"Flower Kite Mansion!"

How could the people of Tsing Yi not know: this is one of the best mansions in the Yue Kingdom, hundreds of miles north of Huangwan City, across the river from Lingyu Palace!

"Let's go!" The people in Tsing Yi shouted softly!

"Where are you going?"

"Go to see Hua Ziqing, there is Lao Guan Ye in front to lead the way!"

The man in Tsing Yi waved his long sword, and on the edge of the Bihan sword, there was a dark green word "jade" printed!

"You're Yao...... The people of the Jade Mansion? ”

"Dog officer, you're not confused!"

The blue-robed official's eyelids jumped, the corners of his mouth flashed with a wry smile, and he hurriedly trembled: "This official is honest and honest, and has nothing to do with Yaoyu Mansion, Shaoxia must have misunderstood!"

"Oh...... Is it? ”

"Yes...... Yes, this official is loyal, and the bright moon can be seen!"

"Hehe, you dog officials, the high-sounding words are good, but they are selling their reputation one by one, and they are doing evil!"

The long sword of the man in Tsing Yi was horizontal, his eyebrows were frowning, and then he looked at the sword aura slightly cold, scorching and pressing, even if the official in the green robe was reluctant to be helpless, now he could only obediently put it into his stomach, rotten in his heart, he covered the severe pain on his hands, and his mind was flooded with chaotic thoughts: Back then, the first swordsmith of Huangwan City, Yaocao Sage, created twelve swords for Yaoyu Mansion, from the prince to the generals, each of them got a sword, and this matter has long been rumored in the rivers and lakes!

Who is the Tsing Yi man in front of you? At this moment, he may already have the answer in his heart......

The official in the green robe looked at the man in Tsing Yi more carefully: this person is in staggered clothes, his eyes are like a star, and his eyebrows are locked in Qingqiu, he is the beautiful son of Pianpian and the young man!

"Are you Mo Xiao?" The blue-robed official asked suspiciously!

"Chivalrous and righteous, uneven, dog officer, just remember!"

"You are really Mo Xiao, are you still alive?"

The blue-robed official dilated his pupils, and after a long time, there was a forbearant gasp: "The matter of the Yaoyu Mansion has nothing to do with me, I don't know anything, you let me go, as long as you let me go, I am willing to do anything!"

"Let you go? If I let you go, who will pay for those lives! ”

"In that case, if you want to kill me, then come on......"

The green-robed official pulled out the knife violently, but unfortunately the knife was still too slow, the tip of the sword was against his handle, the knife was not pulled out, and the bloody hand was still holding the knife, but the green-robed official could never speak!

"Murder, the official has been killed!"

"Quick, quick, ...... arrow"

In the rain of arrows, I saw two red horses passing through the woods by the river one after the other, and the two of them were Lu Xiang and Qin Mi......

In just a moment, the horses in the forest roared and the sound of killing shook the sky......

As the sun sets, the heartbroken man is at the end of the world!

On the horizon, a full moon hangs on the branches, the night is forested, you can see the bright moon, wait until everything is silent, but no one comes!

In late spring and April, a hundred flowers are calm! The Huangwan City in the morning light is like a veil of mist, extraordinarily enchanting, under the city wall, a black shadow is galloping, where the shadow passes, the wind and sand are everywhere, and the dust is flying!

Before dawn, the twists and turns of "A Flower" have flown to Huangwan City!

In the compromise, the evidence of the rebellion of the Yaoyu Mansion is listed in detail, which is the so-called - if you want to add to the crime, why is there no excuse?

Besides, the prince of Yaoyu has been fighting the world all his life, and has repeatedly made military exploits, so in the twilight of the year, the king of the moon gave him a huangzhuang in the north of Huangwan City, covering an area of more than 1,000 hectares, more than 3,000 servants, and divided into east and west, Dongwan has built the mansion of the king of Yao, the mountains and rivers in the mansion are stacked, the palace is stacked, the height is staggered, in the morning and sunset, it is like a fairyland on earth, the west is like a purple garden, the corridor in the park turns around, the strange stones and trees are surrounded by mountains and waters, birds and beasts are treasured, the winding path is secluded, it seems to be telling the past like smoke......

However, at this time, it was three o'clock in the morning, but the prince of Yaoyu woke up from his dream, he sat up slowly with the head of the bed, touched his forehead with his hand, and found a cold sweat!

"Master, what's wrong?"

The maid in the inner room hurriedly came, and the prince of Yaoyu waved his hand gently: "I'm fine, you all go down and rest!"

"Yes!" A few maids cautiously stepped back!

"Master, have nightmares again?" When Madame Yao Yu heard his words, she asked softly!

"Well, ma'am, didn't scare you, did you?"

Mrs. Bao Yu was completely sleepy, she sat up gently, put a coat on him, and saw his pale face through the faint light of the room, so she said, "I'm not scared, I'm worried about you!"

As she spoke, she wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead with a handkerchief!

"Recently, I have been having the same dream, dreaming that thirty years ago, I was fighting alone, covered in blood, riding through the red dust and breaking through the ...... of ten thousand troops"

"Master, since it has been thirty years, there is no need to think about it anymore, wouldn't it be better for us to live the days in front of us together and enjoy the joy of family!"

Mrs. Yao Yu got out of bed and poured a cup of hot water and brought it: "Master, drink some water and relax your muscles and bones!"

"Well, Madame is right, why don't I think so about the Jade King, but in recent years, the moon war has continued, and the situation between the two countries is precarious.

"Well, who doesn't get old? Don't sigh, it's still early, sleep well! Mrs. Yao Yu sighed softly and slowly leaned against the head of the bed.

"Is there any news of Wang Er recently? He's been out for a few days, and I'm afraid he'll cause some trouble! ”

"Don't worry, master, Wang Er is old, he also has his own opinions, and he will not provoke right and wrong for no reason!"

"Yes, I'm afraid that he is too straight and will suffer a loss outside!"

"He, like you, can't tolerate a grain of sand in his eyes, hey, if there is a father, there must be a son!"

"I'm wondering, should the original jade sword technique be passed on to him?"

"He is your only son, if you don't pass him on, pass it on to whom!"

The prince nodded, but no longer spoke, he stared at the cold wall, on the wall, there was a bronze sword, the sword was more than three feet long, the blue light was flawless, at a glance, it was the sword that accompanied him from birth to death, this sword, I don't know how many people's heads were cut off, but now it is quietly hanging on the wall, exuding a faint light!

It had been so long that he couldn't remember the last time he held a sword!