In a courtyard in the capital city of Zhongzhou.

"Hahaha, why are you so polite?"

"If you have time, then the main hall will naturally go to see the scenery of Zhongzhou that Qing and others said."

"Just listen to the descriptions of Qing and others, I am already happy in my heart, not very yearning, but you also know me, busy with official business, daily arrangements have been prepared, from the time of sunrise, morning dew has been awakened, every night at three watches, can rest, but I don't know when and day to go to have a look."

"Your Highness is so diligent, it is a blessing for this dynasty."

"It is also the luck of the people of the world!"

"Hahaha, how can you talk like those sycophants?"

A handsome man holding a scroll in his hand, was turning his head to chat with a majestic man, talking about the things of Zhongzhou, laughing from time to time, praising and praising it, and after a while, the majestic man got up and said goodbye, the handsome young man smiled and said: "Qing is busy with official business, this time the palace is here, just for some private matters, I will not leave you." ”

The voice paused, and then joked: "Otherwise, I won't be able to do it in the name of colluding with local officials." ”

The majestic man smiled and said, "Everyone in the world knows that Your Majesty values His Royal Highness the Crown Prince very much. ”

"We're not afraid of shadows, so we don't worry about this."

The young man said: "You still have to be a little vigilant." ”

The majestic man laughed a few times and arched his hand: "Hahahaha, naturally, Your Highness doesn't have to send it anymore, retire." ”

The young man got up and smiled and saw the man go away, then he sat down peacefully, holding a scroll in his hand, tilting his head, not knowing what he was thinking, and suddenly said calmly: "Everything is done?" ”

"Yes."

"Take it out and see."

A young man who was not as feminine as a man walked out, bowed and saluted, poured tea for the prince, and then bowed back again.

When he turned it out again, he held a tray in his hand.

On top of the tray, store one thing.

It was a roll of white silk, with names written on it in black letters, which were left in the army, and the last of them was - Cen Yungui, fifty-five years old, sixteen years in the army, traveled all over the world, after the seven years of Tianlong, the battle of Mobei, the battle of the demon country rift, and the battle of pacifying the invasion of the southern Vermilion Bird Tribe...... Accumulated military exploits, one hundred and sixty-three heads of the demon clan were accumulated in the military tent, and he was called the captain of the iron cavalry because of his martial arts, wearing heavy armor and holding a sword to conquer the world.

Next to the brief introduction of the name, there is also a pen and a small piece of cinnabar.

The prince raised his pen, looked at the name, didn't know what his mood was, and said: "Born in cloth, but able to accumulate martial arts and become an iron cavalry captain, I can't help but say that he is a loyal and brave man, but he doesn't know the military order." ”

"But I don't know who is in this world!"

"It's still a little dull."

The pen erased the name.

What this represents is that the name Cen Yungui, this person has fought for his family and country for forty years, countless escapes from death, countless bloody battles, countless times of drinking and singing, the horse herding demon country does not exist, and his personal will does not have the slightest ability to resist at this time.

The prince put the pen down and waved his hand.

So the feminine-looking young man unfolded the scroll.

This volume of white silk unfolded, and the names of the members were complicated.

From a partial general of the Cloud Cavalry Army to a pawn, they are densely packed, all of which have made great achievements, and they have all been erased with cinnabar pens.

On the white silk, there are all red marks.

That's all.

"Twenty-seven, this is the last one."

"The rest are dead."

The handsome young man bowed his head and said casually: "By the way, what about the families of these people?" ”

The feminine man smiled and bowed down and said: "Except for some of the smarter, there have never been family members, the rest have already [died], the wife family, the father family, the mother family, and those who are quite close to each other have been disposed of, let's do it, and there will be no hands and feet, Your Highness can rest assured." ”

The prince scolded with a smile: "You don't have to tell me about this matter, you can handle it yourself." ”

"Listening to the plain makes people feel compassion in their hearts, maybe they can't drink alcohol for several days and can't sleep well."

"Aren't you inconvenient to share my worries?"

The feminine young man replied, "This matter needs to be written by His Highness himself. ”

The prince said: "Haha, you and I grew up together since we were young, you also know, I hate such trivial things the most, you help me share it, cough cough, don't talk about these boring things, this hall asked about the [Dapeng Fu], can you collect it?" ”

"Father, he wants to change the name of the year, and he says that he will change the beginning with the people, this article of famous people, my father has liked it for a long time."

"We came to Zhongzhou for this article, haven't you picked it up yet?"

The feminine young man knelt on the ground, bowed his head and said, "Your Highness forgives, and your subordinates will ...... in a few days."

"Kneel what kneel."

"You are my own family, different from those untouchables, get up."

The prince smiled and let his henchman get up, who naturally turned behind the prince and kneaded his shoulders for him.

The prince relaxed, raised his glass to drink tea, and said to himself idly: "This time I came to this place in Zhongzhou, and I did two things. ”

"One is for this "Dapeng Fu", congratulations for the saint."

"The second is for the two cousins and cousins in the main hall."

"Cousin, after all, he is the eldest son of the uncle, the uncle is his subordinate, the father he can't and can't kill them all, he can only take his time, the cousin can't die, but he can't live to walk around outside, this time, even if he wants to force him, he has to take him back, just for the reason of [congratulating the saint]."

"As for my cousin......"

The prince lowered his eyes, thinking of the appearance of playing together when he was young, but when he thought of this crown prince's crown dress, he finally sighed and said:

"That's too smart, tell me, what do I do?"

The feminine young man said, "My subordinates don't dare to say it." ”

"Don't you dare to say, that is, you know? Let's talk about it. ”

"I don't dare."

"Well, why don't you dare, there are only you and me here, and this hall forgives you for your innocence."

So the feminine young man in black lowered his voice and said, "Kiss." ”

The prince raised his eyes and thoughtfully: "Harmony...... Yes, you can't kill it, and it may cause some trouble, so it's better to send it out directly and kiss it, as for the object of harmony, if it is the rest of the small countries, there will inevitably be a chance to be controlled by my cousin and endanger me, just right, my father seems to have plans to make peace with the demon country......"

"Find a reason to marry to the demon country and settle down."

"It's a long way to go, and it's useless to be smart."

The feminine young man said, "Your Highness is wise and benevolent. ”

He raised his eyes slightly, as if he remembered something very interesting, and whispered a few times in the prince's ear.

The prince sighed abruptly and said, "What you say is good, if you are ruthless, you should be like this...... Speaking of which, my father died because of those three demon kingdoms, so as you said, if I married her to the lord of a certain demon kingdom back then, what would you do with my cousin who was smart and decisive and not inferior to men? ”

"Committing suicide in humiliation."

"Or will you endure humiliation and steal your life for the sake of the stability of the world?"

"Or assassinate the lord of the demon kingdom on the night of the candle in the cave room?"

He held the teacup, suddenly seemed a little complicated, and said, "However, don't talk about such a thing anymore." ”

"In any case, I won't marry her to the demon kingdom and relatives."

"I can't do it."

So the feminine young man seemed to sigh, regretting it after all.

Then he knelt down and bowed:

"The prince is merciful, please forgive the sin of lying to the minister."

The prince said: "I told you to say it, and no one else is present here, what crime do you have?" Get up. ”

He held the tea, and finally said: "When I was young, I used to play with my cousins and cousins, at that time, my father and uncle had a harmonious relationship with each other, when my father made mistakes, it was always the uncle who spoke out to protect him, and when the plum blossoms were in full bloom, I played with my cousin under the tree, and my cousin only studied there." ”

"When I was young, I was always immature, and I felt that the relationship between us could last forever."

"Where would you have imagined this to be the case?"

"Although I won't send her to those three demon kingdoms and relatives, it is difficult for her to be in the imperial city."

"My brother can't bear to imprison his cousin, and he can't bear to marry his sister to a wilderness, but the prince has to do this, I will still imprison Erlang in the palace after all, and then marry my cousin to the demon clan who is good to my country."

Suddenly, his body moved slightly.

The state government official had just walked out of the courtyard, and his steps were steady.

For a moment, they all had the illusion that the hairs on their backs stood up, as if there was some kind of cold blade against their hearts, that is, within the realm of the human race, the majestic and boundless human luck seemed to be unable to resist a bit, and at this moment, the entire courtyard was silent, only the sound of their own heartbeat was heard.

But this feeling came and went quickly, and almost instantly, it disappeared.

The prince lowered his eyes and looked at the rippling tea in the tea cup.

What was that......

Delusion?

When his heart was palpitating, he suddenly heard the sound of crying, and his expression changed slightly, so he got up and walked quickly back to the inner courtyard, where several maids and guards brought from the palace were groveling, waiting for a crying child, who was only a few years old, not very old, and the youngest son of the current emperor.

"Big brother, big brother."

"I, I'm scared, woo woo woo ......"

The boy ran to the prince crying and hugged him.

The prince was extremely tolerant of the child and said, "What's the matter?"

This person, who could have become the father of the next generation of emperors, was still just a child at the moment, holding the eldest brother's knee and crying loudly, and the words were not clear, until a long time later, he was appeased and stopped crying, and just sobbed quietly: "Imperial brother, I just had a dream, a very bad dream." ”

"I dreamed that I found a bird, and then I dreamed that the bird suddenly spread its wings and flew so high and so high."

"I dreamed that I found a little snake, which was only as thick as a finger at first, and wrapped it around my wrist to play, and suddenly it became very tall and big, but it was ......."

The boy began to weep again, and said, "Suddenly I saw a man with a sword, who cut off the birds and dragons that flew into the sky, and they were bloody, and I was frightened, and then I woke up crying." ”

If you don't make a sound, it's a blockbuster.

If you don't fly, it's just a skyrocket.

Such a dissimilar dream made the prince's expression change slightly, but he still restrained the change in his heart, just squatted down to comfort his younger brother, and said with a smile: "The dream is just a dream, it's nothing, don't think about it." ”

He stretched out his hand to wipe his brother's tears, but he was stunned.

The kid had a wound on his sideburns, not big, but real.

Slightly stagnant.

Then the prince reacted instantly, and said angrily:

"Someone, someone!"

"There is a thief !!"

………………

The thief-killing sword in Qi Wufu's palm roared.

He used this sword to cross the prince's pillar of luck and luck, and only tried, and sure enough, the confrontation of luck actually had little to do with distance.

And this also comes from the will of all beings and a wisp of vitality to form the [Thief Killing Sword], for the almost homologous but two ways of condensing the human luck, it has the characteristics of restraint like fire burning ice, or mutual restraint and mutual dissolution, but because of this, it can break the extremely strong defense of the human luck, and can also avoid most of the luck backlash.

But even so, it was just to be dismissed, not ignored.

His wrist was shaken to a severe pain, and the thief killing sword seemed to be extremely excited, but it was just a slash, and it had no effect, after all, this sword was just trying to condense, and the luck was not pure, and it was too weak compared to the prince's majestic pillar of luck.

The young Taoist put the thief-killing sword into the scabbard.

"Sure enough, it doesn't work."

"Even if I do my best, it is impossible to cause any harm to the crown prince."

"After all, it is imitated from the internal logic of humane luck, and if you want to use the principle of humane qi rhyme [protection] to complete the concept of killing thieves sword [killing], isn't it also the opposite of the opposite?"

"I'll have to think of something else."

He put his sword beside him.

I reopened the dossier and the classics, and went to the bookshelf to get more of what I wanted to know.

With the help of Fang Cai's luck and luck, he caught a glimpse of the roll of white silk full of ink marks and cinnabar.

At this moment, he should have put the sword in the sword box, and then continued to read the classics, but the young Taoist seemed to have a lingering feeling in his heart, and he always felt that some things should not be like this, why was it like this? The old man who drank poisonous wine for seven years once fought desperately into the demon kingdom, and fought so bloodily that all his legs were cut off.

Shouldn't he enjoy his old age in peace?

Isn't he a hero?

Thirteen stick monks burned relics to open up the way forward, six hundred sword cultivators were relieved, and ten thousand iron horsemen fought to the end, leaving only twenty-seven people, and these twenty-seven people, unknown and alone, drank poisonous wine for seven years, watched the spring and autumn of seven years, drank poisonous wine at night, and saw how many times the sword burst into tears, and the souls of more than three million people.

The young Taoist stood quietly for a long time.

He put the book back down.

The right hand was raised and rested back on the hilt of the sword.

Lift the sword.

The little peacock was puzzled: "Azie? Isn't it impossible to do? ”

The young Taoist replied seriously: "It can't be done, it can't be done, it's not that it can't be done." ”

"It's just that I just thought about it."

"Failure to do and non-doing does not seem to be the same thing, and failure to do is to seek external results, which should be done by the Master."

"And whether to do it or not is to ask me inward."

"I'm not trying to do it, I'm just trying to do it."

When the young Daoist's hand held the sword, the sword roared violently in the scabbard.

"A cultivator should be calm and look at the red dust, but after I have read the red dust, I still have this grievance, so I should draw my sword."

"Since there is no king's law, then it is forbidden to violate it by force."

Holding the sword with five fingers, the thief sword roared again, lowered his eyes, and the blue robe suddenly swayed.

The general outline of the Mixed Yuan Sword Dictionary circulates in the bottom of my heart.

The man who is a sword is the one who abjects the seven emotions inside, and the heart of the mortal is cut off outside.

Holding the scabbard in the left hand, holding the hilt in the right hand, when the slight force, the waist exerts force, and then the shoulder, elbow, wrist, the sword body rubs the scabbard, making a solemn whisper, the young Taoist eyes are peaceful, but when the sword bursts, there seems to be red luck on the sword body, only looking at the prince's luck pillar from a distance, following the method passed on by the fortune teller, slashed away.

Or, it is to send the luck obsession on this sword.

[Punish the evil party in the world, and kill the ghosts and spirits in the underground]

The courtyard where the prince and His Royal Highness temporarily live has been completely chaotic, and a number of stubborn wrestlers quickly gathered, as well as practitioners from Buddhism and Taoism, the prince's eyes were cold, and he raised his hand to draw his sword, while the young Qianlong Wei was vigilant with a war knife, and said in a low voice: "Is it a battle of luck?"

"Which prince is it?"

"Which county king?"

"If you don't have such an identity and status, how can you condense this luck and then strike at it?"

At this time, a tragic and incomparably bloody aura suddenly erupted again.

Everyone's bodies seemed to stiffen.

The prince raised his head suddenly, his eyes saw that the sky suddenly turned red, as if he saw a blood-colored sword light slashing, falling towards his own humane luck, as if hearing the roar of countless people, the prince recognized that this was humane, but relaxed, and subconsciously scolded majestically: "Traitor, do you know that I am the son of the emperor?" ”

"Since you are the heir of my human race, how dare you commit the following crimes, and make a mistake here!"

"Don't get out of here!!"

Raise your hand to mobilize humanity and luck to cross the block.

Like a jade seal.

Let all those whom you see, and those whom you have oppressed, kneel.

Death!

But this time, the human luck that was able to resist the Dao Sect Divine Power and the Buddhist Sect Spell was shattered in this way.

That blood-colored qi machine fell.

It is constantly offset by human luck, but its momentum does not stop at all.

Rumble!!!

The violent air wave exploded, the courtyard was almost submerged, the prince's face changed suddenly, as if he had never expected such a change, his body took a step back, and the luck struggled, but at that moment, he only felt a tragic qi machine that made his heart palpitate, making his eyes lose focus, as if a rough voice was roaring something in his ears, but he couldn't hear it.

The voice was too faint.

But it's too much, too much.

The brain goes blank and time spins fast.

The blood flowed and fell, and the crown prince's shoulder was injured by this wave of luck.

The Pillar of Luck is still strong.

That blood-colored strange luck was shattered by the prince's own humane luck, although so, the momentum that fell towards him like a knife ignoring the loss, although it was only for a short moment, there was a tragic bearing, the prince breathed rapidly, and the previous roll of white silk was raised in the air, torn and shattered, and scattered in all directions.

There is still a little bit of sunshine left.

The names erased by the cinnabar can still be seen through the cinnabar in the sun, as if they are blood-stained figures.

They came in armor and with swords in hand, and shouted—

The prince now heard at last the noisy, faint but thick roar, as if it had burst out of the thunder and fire, with fiery anger and unwilling roar—

Kill the thief!

Kill the thief!!

Crash!

The white silk was swept by the strong wind and danced in all directions, and the names were scattered in all directions, and the sunset was like blood.

There seems to be a sword like a sea of clouds in the sky.

The luck is condensed, like a sword slashing down, pointing directly at the prince.

(End of chapter)