Duanmu Linghong, the master of the Peerless Cloud Castle in Kunlun Mountain, has become the head of the world's most famous martial arts warriors with his unique Mingyu magic skills and thoughts, and he has become the head of the world's most famous martial arts double masters.

After several tosses, Yin Juan finally found the first person in the world a few days ago. They were all excluded by the Nanguo scholars, their ambitions were suppressed, their ambitions were difficult to reach, and they faintly had a sense of sympathy, and they hated this only one who was born in the family, and the nine products of Zhongzheng were unchanged for generations. Of course, Yin Juan was originally from the Dashi clan, that is, he is now losing power and down, but he also explained again and again along the meaning of Duanmu Linghong, only saying that he now has a great desire to eliminate the malpractice system and bring forth the new. After talking, the two hit it off. Yin Juan invited Duanmu Linghong to live in Yin's house, and treated the guests as a gift, as if they had become a party of aid and friends who wanted to make a comeback.

Duanmu Linghong's expression was not surprised, nor did he see any surprise, but said lightly: "Yesterday, the magnates of the Jingshi came here, and Shanzi already knew about it, but he wanted to congratulate Yin Gong, who endured for a long time, and finally had a chance to soar into the sky." ”

Yin Juan laughed: "I know that Mr. Duanmu is disgusting, so I have never introduced Mr. Yesterday, Yin Juan had to accompany him as a whole, and he was busy until tonight after sending off the guests, and Mr. Duanmu was fortunate not to see the crime. ”

"Hey, the plotter is big, and he has his own behavior of bending and stretching the snake, which is a matter of course. Yin Gong's words are not only vivid, but also broad. ”

Yin Juan's smile was much more natural this time: "Haha, Mr. Duanmu has taught me that Yin Juan is a farmer, although he has the ambition to change the day, but he always does not get rid of this sour and rotten habit, which makes Mr. laugh." The relaxed laughter may not be, and the conversation changed: "I don't know how Mr. Duanmu arranged this?"

Duanmu Linghong knew that Yin Juan would have this question, and replied calmly: "Let Yin Gong know about it, and you can feel at ease." is also Shanzi is quite thin and famous, and friends on the rivers and lakes also buy it. In the past ten days, the golden dragon orders have all been declared, and the leader of the Baige Gang in Jiangnan Zhouji is Shanzi's best friend, and he has promised that once a major event starts, he will send 3,000 sailors of the Baige Gang down the river, not only to prevent the army of the Great Sima from coming to help, but also to enter the heart of Jiankang; and the general Wei, just waiting for the turmoil, he Qin Ruishi will immediately send troops to invade the border, so that the army in the border of the country is unable to return to the division; there are thousands of heroes and heroes in the Jiangnan martial arts, when the various groups of righteous armies echo from all directions. ”

Yin Juan heard this, and his heart was open: "Shanye! After all, it is Mr. Duanmu, and he has mobilized his strength without moving, reaching 100,000 soldiers!"

"It was a traitorous and mediocre person who was in charge, the Son of Heaven was weak, the national weapons were reversed, the people were angry, and they were redundant for a long time. Now that Yin Gong ascended to the heights, the heroes of the world naturally joined the scenery, and Shanzi just passed on a word on his behalf. Duanmu Linghong humbly said a few words, and quickly led the topic to reality: "Duke Yin said that he would return to the court in March, and with the buffer of these three months, Shanzi is sure to add tens of thousands of new troops, all of which are the wars in the Central Plains, scattered in all directions. With the Shanzi Golden Dragon Command Talisman summoned, it will become the overwhelming trend of Mount Tai and approach the southern border. ”

Yin Juan became more and more joyful: "Okay, good, with Mr. Duanmu's help, why worry about the big plan?" suddenly lowered his voice: "Oh, by the way, yesterday Yin Juan had already put down his words to those few silverfishers, but he needed to rely on Mr. Qin's friend." ”

"What do you mean?" Duanmu Linghong asked.

"It's not for the sake of that Huan Da Sima? If you want to break its momentum, you must first damage its trust. Didn't he say that Ke returned to the old capital and swept across the Central Plains? As long as the evidence of the occupation of Luoyang by the Di people was presented to the court, his words would be defeated. ”

"Understood. Duanmu Linghong nodded: "Within ten days at the latest, the Qin army will report the details and everything can be done here." ”

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When he came out of this big house with blue bricks and black tiles, it was already a day over, the moon shadow was hazy, and when the twilight was deep, Yin Juan was refreshed, and it was not until he returned to the inner garden again and opened the door that he saved the secret plot with Duanmu Linghong since he returned home.

However, he was in high spirits, and the gloom in his heart was swept away in the afternoon, and these subtleties naturally did not care, and he looked at the room, a light was like a bean, dim, and there was no figure of Yin Yu. After thinking about it for a while, I decided to take advantage of my high interest and give a few things on my mind.

Carefully closing the door, Yin Juan sat down cross-legged on the couch, closed his eyes, and began to tap on the table next to the lamp.

"Knock...... Knock Knock...... Knock knock knock ......" The sound is slight but very regular. Suddenly, Yin Juan's figure disappeared as if water vapor had evaporated, and the sound of percussion stopped abruptly.

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The first thing Yin Juan smelled was a pungent smell of blood, followed by a gust of yin wind that penetrated through his bones, so he couldn't help but shudder, and when he opened his eyes, he saw a darkness that was even darker than the night.

If it weren't for the slight flickering of the green phosphorus fire, Yin Juan would almost be unable to move an inch, he blinked fiercely, and finally gradually adapted to this darkness, and looked up, between the rugged black rocks, a stream meandered down, flowing into a deep pool at the foot of the mountain.

This was not the first time Yin Juan had been here, but every time he still felt shocked, he no longer looked at the fishy red water in the deep pool, and he didn't want to guess what power could make the blood flow like a stream.

"But it's strange, Ling Lang hasn't left yet, but Mr. Yin is coming again?" A slender figure appeared ghostly beside the deep pool.

"Ah, it turned out that there was something important to report to His Majesty the King of Lancang, and Xiao Ke didn't dare to delay, so he immediately called Mu Ying Shangling to cast a spell to bring Xiao Ke. Yin Juan saluted the slender figure unexpectedly, and under the flickering light of the phosphorus fire green light, the slender figure's outfit was reflected.

"Please come with me. Mu Ying seems to be polite, he and Yin Juan have a polite but unfriendly politeness between each other, he doesn't like Yin Juan's pretentious style of scholars, and Yin Juan also respects his Han clan morale that is very different from demons.

Therefore, the figures of the two of them who climbed the stairs from the mountain road were one after the other, intentionally or unintentionally, a few steps away, and the conversation between them was so calm that there was no emotion.

"During the day, those big Sima swordsmen followed you to the wine shop. ”

"Oh, there are Mu Ying's spirits with you, and they are not a problem. In the distance, surrounded by mountains and rocks, a black palace appeared outlined, and it would take a long distance to walk over, and the mountain road was rugged, the path was steep, and Yin Juan was a little out of breath after walking a few steps.

"Then Mr. Yin also saw that purple light?" Mu Ying asked knowingly.

And this is exactly what Yin Juan rushed here to tell the King of Lancang, but he found the teasing tone in Mu Ying's tone, and smiled: "Xiao Ke is also wondering, I don't know what His Majesty the King of Lancang has to say about this?" Since Mu Ying followed the swordsman of the Great Sima Mansion to Sheng Xiangju, this scene naturally fell in his eyes, needless to say, he must have returned to the King of Lancang first, and Yin Juan's rhetorical question was more like grabbing white.

"That is the former king of our people who has reappeared. The king of Lancang wondered why such a big incident happened in the wine shop of Mr. Yin's clan, but Mr. Yin had not reported it for a long time?"

"Xiao Ke is mortal with the naked eye, I don't know what clan and what king it is, and I don't know where this vision came from, so naturally it is not as detailed and meticulous as when Shangling talks to His Majesty the King of Lancang, and it is naturally better to have Shangling to do it for him. In fact, Xiao Ke was worried about the revival plan of His Majesty the King of Lancang, but he came to announce it after a little eyebrow. ”

Mu Ying touched a soft nail and suddenly stopped talking. I only heard the sound of their footsteps on the mountain road, but Mu Ying's steps were light and powerful, and Yin Juan's footsteps were thick and slow.

Turning over the mountain beam, the palace is in front of him, Yin Juan is panting, leaning on the side of the mountain rock to take a short rest, Mu Ying neither looks back, nor urges, still maintains a few steps away, and looks around leisurely.

The palace is located on the flat place of the top of the mountain, along the top of the mountain, the black mountain stone extends to the two miles, forming a large valley, looking from afar, the valley is crowded with people, and the dark faintly seems to flutter the flag. In the distance, surrounded by the mountain col, there is a large shadow of houses and buildings, and the rumbling sound wafts along with the flowing wind that breaks through the sky.

Yin Juan finally suppressed the feeling of disgust caused by fatigue in his heart, gritted his teeth, and got up and walked again, the soft green robe on his body was already soaked with sweat.

As soon as Yin Juan left, Mu Ying also moved, and silently extended him straight into the palace.

The shape of the interior of the palace is extremely peculiar, there is no magnificence of the ordinary palace room, nor is it like the carved beams and painted buildings of the Han building, only one after another the black stone pillars rise from the ground, the inner wall of the huge rock stack is stretched high and wide, and the yin wind passes through, and suddenly forms a ghost crying wolf howl like a whining ghost.

Under such a space, Yin Juan thought that he had experienced a lot of demon things, but he still couldn't stop his scalp tingling, and he just wanted to go faster and get out of the encirclement of this eerie and terrifying atmosphere as soon as possible.

Finally saw the lights on the main hall, Yin Juan quickened his pace, and was stepping on the incomplete green steps in front of the main hall, when he saw Yin Yu coming out from the inside, running down quickly, hugging himself, and said, "Father, why did you come at this time?"

"No, Mr. Duanmu's quasi-Xin'er, how can he come here rashly as a father?" With his son's support, Yin Juan straightened his waist, and his steps up step by step were much brisker, and then, he saw the Lancang King looking at the sheepskin map in the main hall.

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Ji Mian's dress was unbelievably simple, he still took off the short placket of his brown shirt in the style of the dry family, and the gray cloak that had been the greatest feature of his phantom spirit was no longer seen. It's just an ordinary cyan gown, but it sets off his figure to be particularly tall and thin, and I don't know where it is made of coarse linen woven by a village woman in the countryside, but it looks like a poor scholar who is not amazing.

Standing on the side, his expression shrouded in a layer of melancholy. Behind him sat a person, black-crowned and black-clothed, with a long figure, and he sat almost half a head shorter than the sunken ground, and his yawning could be heard from time to time; on the other side, there was the charming An Wanxi, in this windy magic nest dungeon, and it was the cold season of spring, she was still wearing a silk gauze skirt, and her delicate figure was concave and convex.

As soon as Yin Juan entered the hall, Ji Mian raised his head from the map, Yin Juan looked at the pale golden light flashing in his eyes, his heart was cold, and he hurriedly knelt down to worship:

"Junior minister Yin Juan, see His Majesty the King of Lancang......"

"Get up and talk, I don't like this kind of red tape. Ji Mian waved his hand casually, interrupting Yin Juan's blessings and praises, Mu Ying sneered slightly, crossed Yin Juan, bowed to Ji Mian slightly, and then retreated to the side without saying a word, and stood beside the trap.

Yin Yu also helped Yin Juan up, and said with a smile in his mouth: "The king of Lancang is in his arms, and he relieves the people upside down, but he doesn't care about this kind of false courtesy, and my father doesn't know why he has to bow three times and knock nine times every time." ”

"Hey, the Great Dao of Etiquette, how can it be chaotic?" Having said that, Yin Juan still didn't dare to stand up in disobedience, and his tone was extremely respectful: "Your Majesty, the minister has already laid out many reinforcements, first let those scholars fight with Huan Da Sima, and then His Majesty can be able to calm the two sides in one fell swoop in the name of King Qin's righteous teacher, and the inside and outside should be combined, and success can be expected." ”

"Where are the reinforcements, who are they?" Ji Mian was unmoved.

"Oh, there are heroes in the green forests who are entrenched in various places, there are heroes who have long been dissatisfied with the court, and there are those who have been suppressed by those families all year round...... According to rough estimates, there are 350,000 soldiers and horses. If you stay for a few months, there will be more people and more power. ”

"What if you wait a little longer?"

"How long?" and how long?" Yin Juan asked suddenly, and was stunned.

Ji Mian turned his gaze to the sheepskin map again, in addition to the ordinary mountains and rivers shaped on it, the most conspicuous thing was a large area marked with black lines, including the Rift Abyss Ghost Country and the Demon Spirit Realm that used to belong to the Fly Mountain and the water.

"Maybe it's a year and a half, maybe it's three, five, spring and autumn, and there is no definite number. ”

"This ...... Why do you need this for so long? Your Majesty, the little minister is bold, didn't he say it before, and he must have launched it at this age?"

Ji Mian's tone was solemn: "The demon king is coming back, the general trend has changed, I don't want our army to be attacked from both sides by the demon spirit and the demon road, we have to figure out their movements first." In this way, using this time, you will continue to contact the world's heroes and increase your strength, which is not a bad thing after all. During the period of opportunity, I will take care of the money and food, and you can just do your business with peace of mind. ”

Yin Juan's face was sad: "I'm afraid that the ministers can't help themselves above the court, and those old ministers have to deal with Da Sima, and they want to lift the ministers to the bright side and be their pawns......"

"Da Sima is keeping an eye on you, and he has been trying to deal with you for a long time. Trapping in.

"Adapt, only add fuel to the fire, don't get caught in the game, Yin Gong is an expert in this aspect, so naturally I don't need to point fingers. Just remember......" Ji Mian raised his eyes, his tone uncontested, "...... It is better to be stable than to act rashly. ”