Ten minutes at night.

The moon is silent, and the north wind is bleak outside.

In the dark room, only a faint candle flame flickered gently.

An old man with a stiff figure and a hoarse voice said in a hoarse voice:

"Young Master, the 'Lone Wolf Sword Immortal' has been hooked for a long time now, and he has been taking the 'Red Soul Pill' for several months now. In the long run, at most after half a load, he will definitely explode and die. ”

The next moment, the voice of a young man with an indistinguishable timbre sounded softly:

"Very well, you continue to lurk around the 'Lone Wolf Sword Immortal'. He has been in a hurry to break the path this year, and he has rushed to the doctor when he is sick, and he still trusts you. Be sure to continue to induce him to take the 'Red Soul Pill' on time, this medicine cannot be stopped. ”

If this medicine is cut off, how can it make him lose his breath?

The corners of the young man's mouth tugged at a sarcastic and cold smile.

The old man hesitated slightly, but said:

"Young Master, speaking of this matter, according to the usual practice tonight, it is the time for Yu Wenxin to take the 'Red Soul Pill' once every seven days.

But who knew that his subordinates went with the pill at night, and the 'Lone Wolf Sword Immortal' actually hesitated for a moment and did not take the pill on the spot. ”

"Huh?"

The young man was slightly stunned, "Really?" ”

He gently twisted the knots in his bun and said thoughtfully:

"It's kind of weird."

Yuwen Xin regards martial arts as his life, and his temperament is the most conceited.

Since last year, the city lord of Fuji City, "Qiankun Sword Immortal" Xue Kunyu, a few years after the Southern Dynasty's "Chitose Sword Immortal" Fu Jingci, also stepped into the realm of the immortals, and among the three major sword immortals in the world, he was the only one Yuwenxin, and he was still struggling in the realm of the immortals.

——This kind of psychological gap makes it extremely difficult for the proud "Lone Wolf Sword Immortal" to accept.

Because of this, his actions became more and more extreme, which allowed them to take advantage of the loophole and successfully sacrifice the "Red Soul Pill".

The "Red Soul Pill" is the latest secret medicine of the Western Frontier that they have refined in recent years, and it has never flowed into the rivers and lakes before, and no one knows its effect.

Taking this substance at the beginning will indeed make the person who takes it feel refreshed and refreshed in a short period of time.

However, if it is taken for a long time, then ordinary martial artists will be as short as a few months or as long as a year, and the evil qi will inevitably enter the body and the true qi will overflow, and eventually explode and die.

With the high martial arts realm of the "Lone Wolf Sword Immortal" Yu Wenxin and the stability of the Dao heart, I am afraid that if he wants to completely destroy him with this thing alone, it will take some time.

The young man frowned and muttered:

"He has been in a hurry to break through the realm of immortals for the past year, and every time it is the day for you to offer the elixir, he will definitely take it as soon as possible, and then use his strength to absorb the medicinal effect. Why is there no rush today? ”

The old man's voice was hoarse, and his tone was equally confused.

"According to the observation of his subordinates, the 'Lone Wolf Sword Immortal' was originally going to be taken, but the 'Red Soul Pill' had already reached his mouth, and he hesitated when he didn't know what he thought.

However, he accepted it, so he thought he would take it after he came? ”

Speaking of which, the old man didn't seem to be very sure.

The young man sighed slightly, and said indifferently:

"It doesn't matter, Yuwenxin's side is just a dark chess piece that was buried early, whether he dies or not, he is not in a hurry.

However, my identity in front of me is inconvenient to get close to him, and you still need to keep an eye on it. If anything changes, it can be communicated by nightingale at any time. ”

"Yes, young master."

The old man responded respectfully, and then asked: "Young master, since the Northern Dynasty Handyong is just your backhand, you are not in a hurry to make a move." I don't know that the 'chessboard' on the side of Nanchao Tianchen can now be within the expectations of the young master. ”

The young man laughed and shook his head.

"Speaking of which, it was really much more than I had originally expected. With the fall of the first chess piece at the beginning of the third year of Jing'an, I can't believe it. ”

The old man poured a cup of tea and bowed down to hand it to the young man.

"Thanks to the clever calculation of the young master, we can always take the lead."

When the young man heard this, he shook his head, sighed, and said:

"It can only be said that we have been hiding in the shadows for many years, working hard, step by step, and not daring to have the slightest slack exposure, so that we can have today's achievements. Still."

He took the teacup, but put it on the table, and did not drink it.

"I'm afraid my brother is going to blame me."

The old man was silent when he heard this, and only after a long time did he reluctantly comfort:

"Although His Royal Highness the King of the Eight Counties is a little depressed now, in the future. will always understand the young master's painstaking loneliness and planning and sacrifice over the years. ”

The young man sighed: "It's strange, we couldn't get close to my brother a few years ago, so that he was kept in the dark for so many years, and he still served the Lord after killing his father's enemy.

That year, he suddenly found his brother and forcibly implicated him in this crisis, and now he has resentment and anger in his heart, and I, as a younger brother, can naturally understand it. ”

Hearing the young man say this, a trace of resentment flashed in the old man's eyes, and he said in a hoarse voice:

"How can this blame the young master, it is clearly the treachery of the Yuwen Ministry, and the master also mistakenly believed in the old puppet of Yuwenyu back then!

There is also the nosy affairs of the royal family of the Southern Dynasty and the Xie family, so that the lord was counterattacked by the enemy, and sacrificed his life to kill himself in order not to be captured and humiliated, these people deserve to die! ”

The young man smiled indifferently and shook his head slightly.

"After Xie Lin and his three sons passed away one after another, the Xunyang Xie family had no more children to be of great use.

Today's Xunyang Xie family, although the reputation of the lintel is still there, but how is it different from death?

- Oh yes, that Xie Huanzhang can barely be regarded as a character, who condensed the heart of the literary circle of the Southern Dynasties with his sick and weak body, and I heard that he also sent an envoy to the Western Xinjiang two years ago?

However, he was born with no martial arts, let alone 'Hetu Swordsmanship', and his achievements can only go so far. ”

The old man pondered for a moment and nodded slowly.

"What the young master said is not even enough, among the descendants of the Xie family, there is also a great person with a foreign surname.

Although he is a rare big man, it's just a pity. ”

This time, the young man was silent for a little longer.

After a few moments, the expression on his face was completely hidden in the dim light and shadow, and his voice barely fluctuated.

"Strictly speaking, when my father was martyred, the 'Chitose Sword Immortal' had not yet been born. What happened back then had nothing to do with her, and she was indeed innocent when she was implicated.

In fact, I also studied her life at the beginning of the layout a few years ago, and this highness is worthy of a Buddha's heart and jade bones, and he has no knowledge of the Southern Dynasty temple and the Xie family.

But who made her Fu Jingci the heir of the Xie family's 'Hetu Swordsmanship', and it was the Dinghai Divine Needle of Tianchen in the Southern Dynasty?

- Hui Ji will be hurt, and his love will not live. She should have been a generation of masters who will be remembered for thousands of years, but it's a pity.

That year, I personally designed and broke this unparalleled and superior 'Sword of Heaven', and I often regret that this is a tyrannical thing. ”

The young man sighed softly, as if he really had some regrets.

But the next moment, he hardened his heart again.

Because, the "Chitose Sword Immortal" is the bloodline of the Tianchen Fu clan of the Southern Dynasty and the Xunyang Xie clan, which is the biggest stumbling block to his revenge in the sea of blood.

Therefore, he can only conspire and calculate, interlocking, and complete the plan, and move her first, a stumbling "boulder" that will inevitably become an obstacle in the future.

It's just that......

The young man frowned deeply, and he always felt that everything seemed to be going a little strangely well.

According to their original layout design, even if they tried their best, racked their brains, and exhausted their efforts, they could only design to drag the "Chitose Sword Immortal" for a period of time, or make it impossible for her to disrupt the situation or delay their follow-up.

Who knows, the final result will actually be...... It's so unexpected!

"Chitose Sword Immortal" She actually died?

This was indeed more than he had initially expected.

The old man must have thought of the same place as the young man.

He was silent for a moment, then hesitated:

"Although I know that I shouldn't raise my ambition to destroy my prestige, my subordinates always have a feeling that it is not real."

The old man remembered something, frowned and continued:

"And, since that incident. His Royal Highness the King of the Eight Counties was depressed, resting on his laurels, and never left his residence for a single step.

His present abode is so solid that if His Royal Highness the King of the Eight Counties refuses to go out, our nightingale will not be able to communicate with him at all. ”

The young man sighed.

"Presumably. Brother, this is deliberate. At that time, my brother was full of grief and indignation, acting impulsively, and he didn't have time to think about it.

Later, when the incident subsided, he calmed down and naturally knew that we deliberately let him know his background, and we also deliberately designed him to participate in the chess game.

He drew his sword against the person he cherished and admired in his heart, and made the last 'straw' that overwhelmed her.

- My brother must be depressed in his heart, unable to let go of the past easily, and even more reluctant to contact us again. ”

The old man sighed.

"Yes, that person should have been a generation of Tianjiao in the Four Realms Martial Arts that was admired by the world, but he was betrayed by the enemy in one day, and was betrayed by the person he trusted the most.

Tsk...... 'the first sword in the world', 'the first sword in the Southern Dynasties', the leader in the world's swordsmanship...... And such a character, when he dies, he is not even as weak as the crown, it's a pity, it's a pity.

I don't know if she is resentful, and when she dies, she will be able to close her eyes. ”

The young man was silent for a moment.

After a moment, he lifted the tea cup on the coffee table and slowly spilled it on the ground, as if it was an empty cup to mourn someone.

Putting down the teacup, the young man shook his head gently, as if he was slightly mocking, but also sympathetic:

"But no matter whether she is unwilling or not, the Son of Heaven does not allow her to 'die', so she can only live even though she is dead, and she can't even enjoy a decent posthumous mourning."

The old man also sighed.

"Heaven is ruthless, as expected."

The young man chuckled, his tone cold.

"It's her belief that she is not human, no wonder others.

If it weren't for the emperor of the Southern Dynasty who was cold-hearted and self-destructing the Great Wall, how could our situation be so smooth? Now everything is ready, only the east wind is owed. ”

He let out a long sigh and said:

"This day, it's about to change."

The gentleman is cautious and does not deceive the dark room.

It's a pity that he has never been a gentleman with a strong backbone, but a fierce man who stepped on countless corpses and mountains of blood from Biluo Yellow Spring.

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