Away from the hatred of the willows, the dream of the pear blossoms, the palace robe is staggered and dancing cold sleeves, and the green plum boiled wine and talks about the hometown.

Xianyang Deep Palace, the Golden Palace is bright, Qin Wang Yingchu sat behind the mahogany case, rolled up the copy of the death list, and took the pen to look at the border map.

In just one night, more than 200 tiger ben disappeared into this palm-sized place, as if evaporating out of thin air, leaving not a single strand of cloth behind.

More than 200 of Daqin's children have lost their fathers, and more than 200 mothers have lost their sons......

The monarch was uneasy, and just as he was about to speak, the old chamberlain slowly walked into the hall and bowed down to worship, "Your Majesty, Lord Fan has arrived." ”

"Enter. ”

Ying Chu's mind is far away from the border, and he is careless about the rights and wrongs in between, and he cherishes words like gold.

The middle-aged scribe outside the hall smiled lightly at the old chamberlain, walked into the hall without hurrying, bowed deeply, knelt on the crimson carpet, and called loudly: "Minister, Fan Yinghou, I have seen Your Majesty." ”

"From. ”

"Thank you!"

"Your Majesty, there are rumors in the border area of the country, and there is a tendency to spread, and the ministers think that the disappearance of the tiger can not be delayed for a long time, and it will change for a long time, so they are willing to go to the border to find out. ”

The scribe stood up calmly, and the bright light in the hall fell on the beautiful eyes, depicting the solemn expression of the scribe.

The people are more willing to believe what they want to believe than the truth.

The words of the market are sharper and faster, the more fierce the beast, the slightest carelessness will become the cause of war, the current six countries go hand in hand, Qi and Qin start a war at this time, there will be no real winner, and the border situation must be nipped in the bud.

"This place is unpredictable, if there are villains in ambush, you are a scribe, go, you will die!"

"The minister knew about this, and dared to ask His Majesty to order Wang Yue to walk with me. ”

"No, Wang Yue is not as good as Kongzhou, you take Kongzhou and set off immediately. ”

"Your Majesty is in the ...... of the court"

"I'm in the palace, it's enough to have Wang Yue, if you really don't feel at ease, go back quickly, bring the fire dragon riding order, find out everything, and settle the rights and wrongs here!"

King Qin threw out an order, and on the pen drawing, the thick ink gradually dyed the picture, and Yayoi swept the trend of the eight desolations and six combinations.

No matter what kind of demons and monsters it is, if you dare to offend Daqin, you will be killed!

"Minister, Wan Xie Longen!"

Fan Yinghou kowtowed and got up, took the order, and strode out of the hall, his hands clasped in front of him, his eyebrows frowned, and he was already thinking about the border before he reached the border.

The green leaves are sparse, the shade covers the sun, the mountains are upright, and the four seasons are beautiful.

Seven or eight green finches landed on the Nanshan Pavilion, tilting their heads, curious about the black and white pool water.

Ye moved, and a wisp of invisible sword qi rippled out of the sword pool, and two or three bright red fell into the pool, causing large ripples.

There was a moment of silence, and there was a sudden noise under the pool, the green finches were frightened, and the swords were sonorous, sometimes high-pitched, sometimes low-length, just like a group of wealthy merchants who auctioned off strange treasures, each offering sky-high prices, and did not give in to each other.

Luoyang proudly hooked the corners of his mouth, took a few steps forward, and looked forward to it, with such momentum, this sword must be extraordinary.

The noise gradually entered the deep forest, and there was a buzz in the pool, like a sleeping tiger waking up, roaring in the sky, and the water in the sword washing pool suddenly fell silent, and the sound of the sword chant all disappeared, and the leaves fell sound.

"This ...... If the fairy sword really has a spirit, it will tease people......"

Liu Ziqian muttered softly, he was really upset for Jiang Luo, but there was no sword out of the grave with such a huge momentum, what is it if he is not teasing people?

Jiang Luo clenched his fists even more angrily, roared at the pool water, his eyebrows were crossed with anger, and an inexplicable power emanated from his body.

"Damn it, come out for the master!"

The sound fell, the sword washing pool rippled again, the fairy sword roared softly, and a long sword with a dark body swept out of the sword washing pool, three feet three inches long, three fingers wide, and rose silently in front of Jiang Luo, the dark iron filings slowly faded, and the golden light was scattered between the light sounds.

The edge of the pool fell into a dead silence, everyone was stunned, unable to understand the means of drinking the fairy sword, Wu Chen stared at the dark fairy sword and couldn't take his eyes off, his eyebrows and eyes were full of joy, and his eyes seemed to reflect the morning sun.

Jiang Luo slowly poked out his blood-stained palm, and for some reason remembered that dream again, and remembered those starry eyes......

The wind and clouds changed color, and the sound of the sword groaned more and more harshly, Wu Chen hurriedly returned to his senses, glanced at Luoyang, and dodged and forcibly pressed the black sword back into the pool.

The rainbow after the rain is the most charming, and now is not the time for this sword to appear.

Jiang Luo didn't understand Wuchen's painstaking efforts, and when he saw that the fairy sword at his fingertips was pressed back to the bottom of the pool, he couldn't help but be angry, and shouted loudly: "Hey, you ......"

"Shh, you can't sell it if it's cheap, this sword is not something you can use now, although the fairy sword is good, it has to be used for life, right?"

Luoyang covered his apprentice's mouth, he didn't know the origin of this sword, but the senior brother's expression revealed too much information, obviously looking forward to the appearance of this sword but had to hide it, there are not many such swords, each one is an extraordinary sword weapon that can stir up the ten directions.

Jiang Luo stubbornly raised his head, frowned thickly, and examined the eyebrows of the cheap master, years of wandering gave him the ability to distinguish lies, so that he had the instinct to question everything.

That sword is obviously his, why don't you let him take it? What he said clearly makes sense, why should he shut up?

"Obedient, I promise that the fairy sword must be yours, but you can't use it for the time being, I don't want my apprentice to die young. ”

Luoyang was very familiar with Jiang Luo's expression, similar to his appearance when he first saw Qi Tianxiang, the same suspicion, the same scrutiny......

He doesn't blame Jiang Luo's distrust, because he has had the same experience, wandering alone, being an enemy, people's hearts are separated from their stomachs, wanting to live, and not being deceived is the most basic skill.

"Next. ”

Wu Chen maintained a majestic appearance of not being happy or angry, suppressing the ecstasy in his heart, secretly looking at Jiang Luo, perceiving his qi method, the joy in his heart was even worse, and it was impossible to make a mistake, the hope of the world came to Kunlun again.

Song Zidie pulled Meng Wan'er out of the crowd, laboriously approached the sword washing pool, and looked at the sparkling pool water, the two women stretched out their palms at the same time and withdrew their palms at the same time, and the tacit understanding was not like words.

"You ,...... first"

"You ,...... first"

The two spoke in unison, their eyes facing each other, and they were both smiling.

"You girl come first. ”

Wu Chen raised his hand and pointed at Meng Wan'er, who looked at Luoyang quietly, pursed his lips and stretched out his palm.

The sword qi slashed through the plain hand, a few drops of bright red fell into the sword pool, and with a soft roar, the whole cyan immortal sword rushed out of the sword pool, undulating and swirling, and after stagnation for a moment, it directly disappeared into the sea of Meng Wan'er's qi.

"Jiupin Spirit Sword Qingluan, not bad. ”

"Thank you. ”

Meng Wan'er bowed, seeing that Luoyang had never paid attention to herself, and her joy at getting the sword was much less.

"I'll come, I'll come, how can I get a ten-grade. ”

Song Zidie squeezed Meng Wan'er away with a big grin, raised her plain hand, splashed two or three bright red, and a blue-colored fairy sword swept out of the sword pool, swirling lightly, surrounded by countless fragments of streamers.

Wu Chen nodded and said, "The Twelve Rank Spirit Sword Yue Nu is not bad." ”

There is no more suitable sword for Song Zidie, after all, her previous sword is an imitation of the Yue Nu sword.

"Next ......"

The sun was setting in the west, and a group of new children were scattered in the shade of the trees, a little happy and a little sad.

Jiang Luo walked on his horse, pouted, looked at the unscrupulous master who was napping in the shade of the tree, and still thought about the fairy sword that was gained and lost, although it was not good-looking, and it didn't look remarkable, but somehow it couldn't be forgotten.